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marvelandsuchstuff · 2 years ago

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Late Night Storms

Author's note: Listen, I was in an interesting place last night when I decided I need to write a 5k word smut for a charecter that only appers in like 2 episodes (when he was alive) of a show I watched in november… once. I know, I know - what the fuck? I think after hours of looking for more fics to read, I just decided I could do it. So here we are - also thank my friend who told me to post it, because I wasn’t gonna. Let me know what you think. Both Rowan and the reader are 18.

Warnings: Smut, thunderstorms, darkness, subspace (and kinda a drop-ish), Dom!Rowan x Fem!Reader (He gives me switch vibes) 18+ please

Word Count: 5.4k

Read on AO3

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Clouds up above chucked down rain in ample measure. The Dorm window was covered by the droplets racing down. Yoko, my roommate, sat with pen in hand by the window, looking out at the storm across the courtyard. As far as I could tell, the storm was only getting worse with the wind howling in the background, fuck.

I liked the rain, hell I loved dancing in it - but storms, while being in a 3-century-old castle? Not my favourite I will admit. I had situated myself under my sheets, clambering onto my phone, trying to get a signal.

“The cell line must have been hit, and the wifi is gone,” I said to Yoko, popping my head out just slightly

“I wouldn't be surprised, it’s howling,” She replied, still staring out the window in awe.

I sighed in frustration, great. There goes my plan to distract myself. I sit up and shuffle to grab a book, and that’s when it happens.

All the lights flicker simultaneously, a telltale sign that power is about to go also, which I don’t think would help the current situation. I return to my spot under my bed, to which Yoko laughs, but it doesn't help much. I needed to leave before it got much worse.

Just my luck, at that moment the lights flicker on and off again before completely short-circuiting. Pitch black wasn’t my best friend unlike a certain Wednesday Addams, another reason to get out of here.

Yoko must have thought the same thing was about to happen because, in a few moments, the pitch black was illuminated by a strong torch that she had near her leg. It was strong enough to shine through the white blanket I was under, which I was thankful for.

I heard footsteps approach my bed, which made me jump slightly, but I quickly realised it was probably just Yoko coming to check on me. I peeked my head out slightly and saw her above me, smirking a bit.

“You know you’ll be fine right?” she questioned, sitting down at the end of my bed. I curled my legs into myself as I pulled myself up to the headboard. I knew she meant no harm but it was instinctual from my home life. That was also the reason I hated storms… but I really don't want to think about that.

“I know,” I reply kinda quietly to try and ease her worry for me.

She gave me a kind smile back, and we kinda just sat there in silence with the thunder roaring over us. Every once in a while, lightning hit and I jumped, She grabbed my hand to calm me down the first time and kept it there. Tears stained my face as they slowly seeped out in

After one really loud roll of thunder, a glimmer of an idea hit her as if lightning had personally struck her, “Do you think you’d be up to going to see Rowan? Not that I don't want you here of course but he can probably help you more”

Yoko was right, Rowan knew me better than anyone else, even myself sometimes. We’d been together for almost 2 years now, which was rare for a school relationship but somehow we just fit. He’d know how to help.

“Ye-yeah” I stuttered, one problem, “but I can’t walk alone, I’ll probably end up in a ball somewhere, and Weems would find me and I’ll get in trouble."

“I wasn’t suggesting you walk alone,” she replied, “I’ll come with you to the dorm hall, all you got to do is walk down the hall, okay?”

All I had to do was the hall? That sounded reasonable, I replied “Ok, sounds go-good.”

So Yoko tugged me out of bed, and hesitantly I let her guide me. We grabbed our coats and were about to head off when I asked, “you’ll be ok coming back won’t you?”

She turned to me and stated “I have other plans, don’t worry.”

Ok then.

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When I got to the dorm hall, it was well past curfew and I knew I’d be in deep with Weems if you got caught again. She didn’t exactly like the late-night meetings or being dragged out of bed at midnight to deal with us. However, I was here now and it was useless going back to curling up under my sheets.

Yoko had said her goodnights as she left me alone to wander to Rowan's room. The hall wasn't scary per se, but the few candles that lit the space were dull, so it was once again dark.

I knocked on the dorm door, hoping it was quiet enough as to not be heard by anyone else but the people inside. Oh shit, I hope Xavier, his roommate, isn’t here to watch this meltdown, but it was too late now. Thankfully, light footsteps approached the other side and the door was pulled open slowly, obviously not expecting anyone at this hour.

Soft brown eyes greeted me, along with a smile as soon as Rowan registered who it was. His brown hair fell perfectly and his glasses frame his face really nicely in this light. However, the sweet smile faded as soon as he saw the state I was in. Realising there must still be tear stains covering my face, I went quickly to wipe my face but he was quicker to pull me into him.

Rowan pulled me farther into his room and the door shut behind us quietly. I don’t know how long we stood there, but it was long enough for my cries to turn into soft sniffles while Rowan kissed my head.

“Do you want to go sit?” he asked softly. I looked up at him and nodded slowly, immediately he replied, “ok sweetheart.”

Rowan helps me remove my wet coat along with my shoes, which he places at the foot of his bed. As soon as he does, I’m straight back in his arms. We shuffled over to the bed, which might I say is not as easy as it sounds when you’re in someone’s arms and they’re unwilling to release you. Which is cute in itself but isn't very practical.

When we got onto the twin bed, Rowan situated himself under me so that I could just lay on him, which I was grateful for. An arm remained warped around me tightly, while the other traced down my back, which made me squirm just a tiny bit and he chuckled. Another kiss landed atop my head which I gave a small smile.

“There’s my girl, I was wondering where she went” Rowan whispered with a smile.

“I’m here,” I giggle, looking up at him and then immediately turning away shyly to blush. How did I get so lucky?

“If you’re here baby, can I see your face?” he replied as he caught my cheek with his thumb. I let him guide me back to his gorgeous eyes and kind smile. “Can I kiss you?”

“Please,” I whispered, he didn't have to ask but it was cute that he did. My lips met his, soft and sweet, very much him. I giggled a bit, biting my cheek, he tugged on my lip slightly. It was just us at that moment, and it felt so good.

Rowan pulled with a kiss on the cheek, and reached for his inhaler, mumbling something along the lines of “curse you asthma” as he did. My head returned to the comfy spot on his chest, catching my breath as well.

We were like that for a while, it just felt right.

“Hey, where’s Xavier?” I asked curiously as to why we weren’t getting annoyed groans in our general vicinity, not that I wasn’t happy about that fact.

He chuckles back, “I can’t believe that’s what you are worried about,”

“I’m definitely not, just seemed strange coming in here with no push back,” I replied

This, once again made Rowan laugh and whisper semi-seductively, “I can give you pushback if that’s what you want baby,”

This just made me bury my face in his chest in embarrassment, he was so slight with it sometimes and he always knew it worked, hence the endless teasing. Pulling me closer to him, I forget how strong he is sometimes, even though most people don’t tend to notice.

“I believe he’s at some party with Bianca and co,” he added. Oh, that’s where Yoko was off to then. She probably felt bad for leaving me alone and knowing parties aren't really my thing, decided it would be unfair to ask of me. Rowan took a deep breath and hesitantly asked, “are you alright now?”

“Yeah, just the-” I replied, pointing upwards and waving my finger around as if that was a word replacement.

“Storm” he added, “I’m sorry I didn’t come to get you sooner, I know how much you hate them, I was caught up in an assignment.”

I shook my head, “No, no, no, it’s not your fault or your job for that mat-”

“It most definitely is my job” he cut me off but that just garnered me to shake my head more, “Uh huh, yes it is”

“Not”

“Is, I don’t like seeing you like you were when I opened the door, you’re breaking my heart baby” Rowan reacts a bit of unusual sourness to his voice.

I hug him even tighter, he’s so unbelievably good to me, I just whisper “I’m sorry, I couldn’t get a hold of you, the cell tower went down”

He takes a deep breath and smiles gently, “Stop apologizing for stuff you can’t control”

“Right back at you” I laugh, “but we got here and we’re good, aren't we?”

“We’re so good right now sweetheart” Rowan replies, laughing a bit too.

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We lay there for a while longer, just content with how we were. Thunder rolling over the night sky and the sounds of rain out the window - it wasn’t that bad now that I was in his arms, my own personal shield from the elements. It was at this moment I realized Rowan’s room was illuminated by candles of all kinds, it was really romantic for a school dorm.

“I like your candles” I comment, lifting my head to look around the room.

“I had them saved for a special occasion” he replied with a glimmer of mischievous, “But this works too,”

I think for a moment… it would take my mind off the storm, that’s for sure. So I replied sweetly “Who said we couldn’t use them for a special occasion?”

Rowan looked down at me with a mischievous glint glowing in his eye, “Are you sure you want that tonight sweetheart?”

I nod into him.

“I need words please” He stated sternly but with a smile. Rowan was, um, rough when he was in control, we had rules set out so neither one of us could get actually hurt and we both felt safe.

One of them was that we had to give explicit consent to the other whenever we were controlling the scene, so I obliged, “Yes, I want this”

“Ok, you know your rules and your safe words, anytime you want out-” He affirmed.

“I just have to say, I got it. '' I cut off, Rowan was always so careful to make sure I was comfortable with what was about to happen and I did the same for him when I was in control as well. We worked well in that way.

“Can I see your pretty face again?” he asked as his thumb drew to my cheek and turned my head once again. He lent down to initiate the kiss, and soft lips enveloped mine once again, I swear I could live here forever.

As the kiss grew deeper, I climbed on top of Rowan to get a better angle. This wasn’t any use though, because as soon as I was in the right position, strong hands gripped my sides and flipped my entire body. Now, Rowan had the upper hand on top and the only thing in his way was his glasses.

When we came up for air, Rowan hovered over me, looking amazing as he did so. He leaned over to his side table and removed his glasses while also going for a quick puff of his inhaler. I could be content between his legs forever.

However, that quickly drew to a close when he returned his attention back to me, lowering himself onto his forearms to meet me. He gave a quick peck to my lips and slowly made his way down to my neck, sucking enough to leave bruises.

I moaned loudly when he got to a really sensitive spot, to which he responded by coving my mouth to try to muffle the sounds. He knew this was ok, 3 taps to get out if I needed, and my hands were free to rummage through his hair. He came to a halt after a really loud moan, commenting “Hey baby, you gotta stay quiet for me, ok? I don’t want people down the hall hearing us”

I nodded and tapped him 2 times, meaning ok. He smiled up at me and whispered “Good girl,”

He slowly attached himself to my neck again, moving further down as he did - It felt so fucking good. When he got to the hem of my shirt, he looked at me with his soft eyes, once again asking permission. I nodded and pulled on my shirt to lift it over my arms. It got discarded and thrown on the dorm floor along with Rowan’s sweater.

I pulled on his tie to connect our lips again, I needed him to be close. He sunk his lips into mine, using the height he had to overpower me and battle me into submission. The tie he had on was wrapped in my hands as I tried to remove it but was making me frustrated. Rowan caught on pretty quick and decided to peel off my lips and loosen them to pull off.

Once he had it in his hands, I stared at it for a brief moment - could I ask him to just maybe? I mean we’ve done it before and he certainly loves it. I think Rowan must’ve noticed because he says “if you want something, you’ve got to use your words”

Fuck. I was definitely caught, I sigh and very quickly ask, “Could you, um maybe, tie me up please”

He laughs a bit and I must turn bright red from embarrassment. He replies, “Can you say that again?”

I let out another sigh, so this is how it’s going to be. I try to curl into myself to hide but Rowan’s on it already, trapping my hands by his sides. I give in and ask again slower, “can you tie me up with your tie, please?”

He smiles and responds “Please, what?”

Catching his drift, I know what Rowan wants and he knows what it does to me. It’s also comforting in a way, to give him complete control over me. So I reply, “please, sir”.

“Good girl,” he praises with a kiss on my forehead, “I’ve got you.”

I believe him completely, I trust him like nobody else. He slowly takes his tie and makes sure it is knotted around his bed frame while I lift my hand to meet him. He gently secures them in and I pull to make sure they’re tight enough.

“Ok,” Rowan comments, “You’ve got to make sure you’re quiet because I can’t cover your mouth”

“Yes, sir.” I reply quickly. He smiles down at me and scans my body underneath him.

He grabs behind me, undoing the clasp of my bra, along with the straps that hold it in place. He stares at my boobs for a good 10 seconds before doing anything else. Cute.

“Do you like what you see?” I ask, smiling up at him, wiggling around to make them bounce a bit

“Uh- ye-yea-yeah” He stutters for a second, reminding me that my cute nerdy-ass boyfriend is still under there. He coughs and grabs his inhaler - which makes me burst out laughing. He returns to me with a stern look, to which I quiet down to a giggle, but he just shakes his head.

“You’re really cute y'know” I state

He smiles at me, “Thanks, I guarantee you won't be saying that once I’m inside you though”

That just makes me turn red again, and he is the one laughing this time. Rowan makes his way down to my tits with kisses and then down even father to the top of my sweats. He looks back up at me for final confirmation, to which I nod.

“Words,” he reminds me.

“Yes, sir.” I respond softly, I need him to do something, anything at this point.

With that, he hooks his fingers under the soft cotton of my sweats and underwear and pulls them down in one fell swoop. The cold air hits me like a wave and I curl up - but as always Rowan is there to pin me down. He grabs my thighs and spreads them open for him to see.

“You’re so pretty,” He expresses with a smile. I go pink at the compliment - I can’t believe he’s mine. He lowers himself down to meet my pussy and starts sucking on my clit like there’s no tomorrow. I whine from not being about to do much or touch him but I suppress myself when he flicks his eyes to me, telling me to stop. He grips my thighs tighter as he delves in more.

I am beginning to reach my climax and do you want to know what he does next? He stops like fully comes off me. I moan out from the loss of contact and writhe around trying to get any friction from anywhere.

“Shhh,” he states, “I got you, I got you.”

Rowan takes his hands from under me and pins me down till I stop.

“Why?” I whine in my haze - Rowans is not one to not make me finish that's for sure.

“I promise it will make it ten times better when you do cum - I promise,” he whispers to me, “I also need to be inside you.”

I look up at him, hazy, already dipping into subspace from the stimulation and the emotions from before. At that moment, I realize he’s basically fully clothed and I… well I’m not at all.

“Hey, how is this clothing situation fair?” I ask lightly. He looks down at himself and then back up at me.

“You’re right, this is no good,” he replies and shuffles off the bed toward his wardrobe. I cry even more from the loss of complete contact, which catches Rowan off guard. He returns to my side, squatting down beside the bed and losing the tie so I can reach out for him. He takes my hand, kisses the knuckles, and says “I’m right here ok, right here - can you tell me your colour?”

I smile small, “green, I’m ok, it's just a lot.”

“Alright,” he replies, still holding my hand in one of his while the other unbuttons the shirt he has on, “I’m just going to go put my clothes on my chair, ok?”

Two taps for ok and he kisses my head again. Shuffling over to his desk he takes his shirt and his trousers off, god he’s so beautiful. He comes back over as soon as he’s done, fully unclothed, kneeling down on the bed to meet me.

“No changes since last time?” Rowan asked sweetly. Right, birth control and all that jazz.

I smile and shake my head, “No, sir.”

“Ok, you ready?” he asks, lining himself up with me.

“Yes, please sir,” I practically moan out. He pushes in, he’s big so it's quite an experience - always the quiet ones. Once he is fully in, we connect lips again, pushing down on my tongue.

At first, we remain like that, just letting us get used to each other. Rowan breaks the kiss, and asks “are you ok to move?”

I nod “Yes.”

That's when he starts thrusting softly in and out of me, first, he is calm and collected. He keeps a solid pace, slightly wimping when our hips met and kissing me all over. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure. I jut my hips to meet his, becoming full once again.

Rowan increased his pace as my hands tangled in his hair. If there was one thing this boy did know how to do, it was knowing exactly where to hit to stimulate me in the most insane ways. He found a sweet spot and hit it over and over and over so that it felt just right.

He was also not averse to using his abilities to enhance the experience. Using his mental ability to stimulate my clit without having to move his hands from mine was truly amazing. He was skilled at it, that’s for sure. It was an interesting feeling to have all your nerve endings stimulated at once to give you pleasure.

Still pretty sensitive from before, like Rowan said I would be, aided me to get closer to the edge. This combined with the stimulation from his cock, sent me writhing pretty quickly. Wiggling and shaking around - I couldn’t help it, it felt so amazing. He kept his hands in mine, pinning them down so I didn't become too hard to control under his touch.

“Come on sweetheart,” he uttered, with even harder strokes which had me unable to control my moans anymore.

“Plea-Please,” I breathed out shakily, I was so close.

With one final slow thrust, the euphoric high of release overcame me. Fuck me. My brain fully went at this point, it wasn’t the most intense thing we’d done but I think it was the high emotions and the overall just sent me over the edge. It felt really fucking good.

Rowan continued to up his pace, both with his mind and him inside me. He allowed my senses to overstimulate me and send me even higher. It made me whine “Fuck”

“I know, I know, but you can give me one more yeah?” he asserted - he was clearly trying to be the death of me.

I could barely function, let alone speak but with a last bit of energy I managed out a quick breathy “Yes, sir”

He gave a nod in agreement and his thumb gently slide down my cheek, “Such a good girl for me”

He slammed himself into me, making me cry out in pleas. My neck became nothing more than something for Rowan to bury himself into while giving me hickeys which would definitely show tomorrow. I could feel the bruises being formed by his lips as he pulled the sensitive spot by the collarbone.

I tried to buck my hips up to meet his, key word tried. It was more of a half-hearted attempt to bring me back to the situation but there was no hope. I was completely gone, the only thing that mattered was Rowan, the gorgeous boy in front of me. I was determined to bring him into the highest plane of euphoria, so I kept tightening around him and hoping he’s come along with me.

Luckily for me, Rowan caught on pretty quickly with long strokes, holding on to me to gain pleasure. Faster and harder than before, he finished with a few final thrusts and cumming inside me, which also did me over. The high brought me even closer to the clouds than before.

Rowan also seemed completely gone for a few moments, seeing the stars as he called it. He layed on top of me for a while, kissing me and my body lazily, just coming down from that high. I played with his hair for a bit, to which he hummed softly. He allowed me to come back to somewhat of a normal level of brain activity while he gently traced small stars into my skin along with a few more kisses here and there.

I don’t quite know when, but at some point pulled out and got up, which I tried to lazily fight the warm body from leaving. He managed to get off the bed before I moaned at the loss of contact. He hummed in response, squatting down beside me and going in for a sweet kiss - which was much appreciated. I knew he had to get up and leave me to sort out the things he needed, which were to take care of us, but I still didn't want him to leave.

When he finally broke the kiss, he did his signature forehead kiss and whispered “I gotta go for a minute, but I promise I’ll be back sweetheart.”

I flickered my eyes towards him, responded softly and with a small smile, “go”.

So he got up and pulled himself from my grip, I repressed the urge to fight for him again. Instead, I lay there, listening to the wind and the rain and him in the bathroom. I began slowly positioning myself upwards, much to the dismay of the pain in my back but I knew it would help. The storm was calming down it seemed but the wind still howled through the courtyard and the school.

Returning from the bathroom a few minutes later, Rowan approached the bed, a towel around him and a damp white cloth in his hand. He moved to spread me open once more, this time the cloth came into contact with me, which made me sob a bit.

“Shhh… it’s good for you baby,” Rowan gently encouraged. He was right of course, but that didn't make it any less sensitive.

Once he was down, he left again, but this time only for a brief moment. When he returned back to his room, he came with empty arms. Carefully he came over and helped me stand to meet him, which was painful but was helped by him.

“Bathroom,” he directed as he wrapped his arm around me to guide me, walking over the barren hardwood which sent a coldness to my feet. I was thankful he was there, I’m pretty sure it would’ve been impossible to make it by myself, things littered the floor left and right. This made it very hard to walk in the low light but Rowan seemed to manage perfectly. Only having fumbled once, to which he hooks onto me with a cute laugh and a peck on the cheek, we made it to the bathroom.

As soon as I felt the tile I tried to make a b-line to the bath that Rowan had drawn, but he had other plans. Gently guiding me with the palm of his hand along my back over to the toilet to get rid of the nasty stuff, he stayed with me till I was done and clean.

With a little nod of my head, he pulled me into his side once again, lifting me into his arms this time. He's always said it is like carrying a feather with his abilities taking the physical weight off him. He’s just guiding me on where to go, but it feels no different when you’re zoned out. I wish he'd done it before, my legs were sore, but it was probably a good thing he made me walk through, to stretch knowing I’d be gone after the bath.

Gently, Rowan places himself into the bath, then me on top of him. It’s nice, the warm water hitting my skin as it makes little waves and with the candles scattered around, it’s magic.

He pulled himself up and made sure my head was above the waterline. We layed like that for a while. I was fighting the urge to sleep when he started to glide his hands over my body lightly. My eyes closed once again and I fully surrendered to his touch.

Rowan noticed how tired I was, probably knowing that between the storm and the sex, I was emotionally and physically drained. Which is why he whispered “Sleep sweetheart, I’ll take care of you, promise”.

I barely registered the sentence to nod, but as soon as I did, Rowan kissed my hair and I was off into the abyss, trusting that he’d keep his promise.

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I remember fading in and out of some sort of consciousness throughout the night. The sounds and smells of Rowan cleaning our bodies, along with the smell of bath salts and candles. It was peaceful. One of my favourite purple bath bombs layered the bath with stary swirls and bubbles

After some time, Rowan finally exited the bath and got wrapped up in towels, before moving on to me. He most certainly used his powers to get me dry and into the pjs, I stored in his room. Thank you pre-planning.

His glasses must have been back on because I distinctly remember accidentally brushing something metal near his face and cringing internally, hoping I didn't make them fall. But luckily he didn't pay much attention as he was too focused on other things. He laid me down on Xavier’s bed for a minute, which highly confused my delirious self. I quietly questioned him with a small mewl when he left my side, reaching out for him.

He turned back to face me, hand still in mine and chucked, “I thought you were asleep,”

“I am, keep going and coming,” I replied weakly and a bit hazy, I wanted to let him know I wasn't fully there

“Ah,” he said as he approached me again, making us level as he squatted “well I need to change the sheets baby, you made a bit of a mess”

“Sorry,” I replied with guilt. I should at least help him, I thought. But almost immediately after trying to get up, I fell back down onto my stomach, to which Rowan laughed.

“Don’t worry about it baby, I got it. Besides, I love taking care of you, so let me,” he stated, his thumb tracing my hand. He smiled at me and lent over for a quick peck to my lips. He then got up to stand again, let go of my hand, walked over to his closet and rummaged till he found the extra sheets he was searching for. Meanwhile, I let sleep consume me once more, the black abyss taking me away once again.

Rowan must have finished the bed because before I knew it, I was in his arms again being taken from one bed to another. My sweet boy.

Carefully he laid me down under the sheets, and then tucked me in. He blew out all the candles that surrounded us, as well as in the bathroom. Soon though, he came back and peeled back the covers on his side, sliding under the warm blankets as he did.

I gently found myself sliding over to him for even more warmth and comfort. He allowed me to roll onto him, with my neck in the crook of his. His hands once again drew patterns on my back, a reminder that he was still there if I needed him

I just curled into him deeper, not caring about the 6 am wake-up call I would get so I could slip away before we were caught.

“Thank you,” I whisper, I don’t know what inclined me but I felt the need. Maybe it was the profound sense of safety I found in his arms as they held me tight or the emotional stability I now had, but I thought it was necessary.

Rowan’s hands faltered for a brief second, and then he whispered, “Anytime, sweetheart."

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phightinghottakes · 4 months ago

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Time to be argued with while I'm at it <3

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I (PERSONALLY, TAKE NOTE, PERRRRSONALLYYYY) don't like ships with Biograft. I would like to rq debunk that whole 'it's the manufacturering date' thingy. It has been comfirmed that that is his AGE.

Another thing is that in my mind (this os a headconnon, I'm not forcing it), Biograft has the mentality of an animal. Yes, he can talk, but do y'all remember that monkey from Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs (well, I hope you do, or else this point may not land)? That monkey could 'talk', but would it be okay to ship it with a grown man? No. It would not be. Then again, this is just my personal thoughts on the matter of how Biograft thinks.

Something else is that Biograft can't think for himself. It would basically be like a s3x doll if you tried to get freaky with him, if you know what that is, except it can speak, and, if I'm being honest, would be trying to fight back/escape if powered. Even if it isn't sexual, it is kinda weird, to me at least. Even if Biograft isn't sentient, he is programmed to FIGHT, not to fvck, and not to love. The closest thing it can do to any of that is probably comfort, seeing as Subspace cries to his Biografts, but even that doesn't show that it can express/accept love.

Now, even if you don't agree with the idea that Biograft had the mentality of his age or of an animal, he most likely does think like a minor, at least, even if more aggressive and refined. Subspace, who created the Biografts, sees them as his CHILDREN, not just his soldiers/bodyguards. Along with that, Biograft is clearly still learning about the world around him, if you look through his dialogue. He may not act like a three year old, but he certainly doesn't act like an adult, at least not to an extent at which I find okay to consider him to think like one.

Last thing, and the main reason i dislike this. It has been openly expressed that Soda (if I remember correctly) is uncomfortable with this. We, as a community, need to respect the creator and their personal wishes with how we treat their characters. It isn't really a matter of how we feel at this point, it's of being a healthy, respectable community. That's all, please don't come after me, I'm just sharing my personal opinions. If you have a crush on, sexually charged emotions towards, or ship Bipgraft, whatever. It's not like it's the absolute worst thing in this fandom.

I just think it's a bit odd. I'm not here to fight or say you're a pedo/zoophile/whatever else y'all have come up with, I just want to point out why people say that you're in the wrong when you tell them that 'I'm into Biograft' or 'I ship Bio with ____'. They're not sensitive, they're giving their opinions, just like you're giving yours.

-- 🌒 anon

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churchofoverlord · 2 months ago

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HI FRIENDS, HAVE A DRABBLE SPUN OFF SOME TFONE IDEAS I WAS DISCUSSING WITH A FRIEND

Mild . . . spoilers? Kinda? Not really? Maybe? Anyway, whenever I write I tend to use a song I like for inspiration/vibes. Linked at the bottom. 😘

The Details for Tomorrow

Loopback worried her lip as she checked the address coded into the chip she’d received. It couldn’t have been true. It was too good to be true. To be recognized for your talents outside of your job and elevated to a higher status . . . no. Not her. It couldn’t be. Her vermillion plating rustled anxiously.

And yet the shimmering seal of the Primes adorned the bottom of the message. She poked at the hologram again, just to make sure it wasn’t a distortion, a glitch in the display software. The golden symbol fizzed back into its proper shape immediately after she withdrew her digit.

Swallowing as she walked, she almost missed the shadowed figure that swept her into an alleyway seven blocks from the place she’d been asked to meet. The bot pressing her against the wall was smaller, but their forlorn optics held her frozen with their urgency and concern. Loopback opened her mouth to ask what was going on, but the other put a digit to her lips to silence her, then looked up and down the alley in a panic.

Finally the other bot removed their servo from the shuttle’s face, practically shaking as they whispered, “I’m not hurt, and I don’t need help. I just need you to listen. Sentinel Prime is going to invite you to dinner. Do not go with him. Trust me. You think it’s wonderful, the most lavish, pampered life you could ever live. But it’s all a lie. H-he’ll ruin you. Just like he ruined me.” They shrank back, pulling their shroud tighter around their shoulders as they realized they had raised their voice too loud.

Loopback squinted in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“Shh! Shhhh!” the other bot urged. “She’ll *hear* you! She hears everything . . .” they shuddered.

“I don’t understand,” the shuttle frowned. “He’s offering me a job as his personal detailer.”

“It won’t be enough for him,” they replied, swallowing thickly. “Nothing will ever be enough for him. He sees you as his next shiny toy. A pretty plaything. Once he’s done with you, he’ll make you disappear.”

Finally it clicked into place and Loopback’s expression turned to one of disgust as she backed away and toward the exit of the alley. “You’re Pyreclamp. You should be ashamed of yourself! How dare you touch me! How dare you insult our Prime! After what you did to him?”

“Please! No! It’s not like that!” Pyreclamp begged, reaching for the shuttle in desperation. But it was too late. Loopback had left, the smell of singed dust left behind in the wake of her afterburners.

The smaller bot winced and shrank back. They had failed. Again. This time they didn’t even flinch when Airachnid dropped in front of them.

“I’d give you another warning, but I think at this point you’re only embarrassing yourself,” the bodyguard sneered. “How many times will it take before you realize none of them are ever going to listen?”

Pyreclamp curled up on the ground and pressed their cheek to the cold, slimy wall beside them. “Why don’t you just dump me on the surface already?” they asked bitterly.

Airachnid huffed. “Because Sentinel finds the footage of your antics entertaining.”

Alone once more, the bot shivered, trying to ignore the thought of the hopeful orange shuttle that had no idea the pain that was coming for her.

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Loopback slid into the private booth, nervously fiddling with the lucky detail brush in her subspace. And, to her dismay, she jumped when the curtain was swept back and Sentinel Prime himself jauntily slid in beside her.

“Just the gal I wanted to see!” He said cheerily, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “I cannot believe we had such a skilled beautician hiding among the ranks of our transport fleet. I was just completely blown away with the work you did on your colleagues at the depot. I’ve never seen such a well-groomed crew of shuttles!”

“Th-thank you, sir. Sentinel Prime, sir.” Her cheeks burned dark and hot at the praise.

“So tell me, Loopback, is aesthetics just something you do as a hobby? Or is it more of a passion?” His voice dipped lower as his servo slipped from her shoulder to the leading edge of her wing. His smile was soft as he leaned into her audial. “Because based on your answer, I may have a special proposition for you, my dear.”

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The brand bit sharply as it seared her wing. Loopback grunted and gritted her teeth bitterly as her plating hissed. But she didn’t scream. She vented evenly, letting the physical pain balance out her mental agony. Her helm shook slightly as she raised it to look to her new leader. The one who had destroyed the mech who had first destroyed her. Destroyed them all.

“Never again,” she swore to Megatron. “Never again will I be Deceived.

#fanfic #mine #tf one 2024 #tf one spoilers #tf oc #say hello to my baby #loopback #you may have met her SG version in my Big Bang fic from 2023 #sentinel prime #sentinel prime tf one #canon x oc #bad ending #drabble #Spotify

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transingthoseformers · 1 year ago

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PART 5 Of Rodimus's Exile AU (To be named)

I love Pharma and Getaway (my trash son with Tarn) and they are going very differently this time.

Star Saber meanwhile has been watching this interaction like a hawk and looking over Rodimus carefully. Star Saber is someone Rodimus knows from Drift's stories. When it is time to leave Pharma attempts to sweet talk him into leaving Rodimus in the medbay to recover, safely handcuffed of course, but Star Saber says no and they pick at each other lightly before Pharma, frowning, is forced to admit that Rodimus is not in any danger and he did fully repair him. Star Saber nods and after a moment opts to carry Rodimus which is not comfortable for Rodimus being under very intense silent staring.

Finally as they are approaching the cells and Rodimus is coming to enough to be sore and aware, Star Saber speaks and says, "You have a Nyonite accent."

To which Rodimus responds basically "no shit".

Star Saber is clearly struggling on how to word things and is very intense and weirdly cradling in carrying him. It is a very weird uncomfortable situation.

Basically the main points circle to Nyon was very religious, again duh and that Rodimus is religious and he admits yes even before the whole Matrix thing and it literally bringing him back to life, cue awkward moment of intense staring that triggers Rodimus overshare talk to fill void reflex so he mentions growing up in the shadow of the Acroplex and learning the old stories of the Knights and Primes and Matrix.

Star Saber nods soberly and asks what the Matrix felt like which is a strangely normal question that literally no one asks or touches on with him, if Rodimus knew a friend who got Primed he'd have asked, so Rodimus is honest and tells Star Saber who does more intense staring and suddenly turns leading him down further to different cells.

They go passed another prisoner, a colorful guy Rodimus doesn't recognize, and the housing/prison field he can see out a window to a private refurbished room that Star Saber settles him in and says he will return for meal time before reaching in his own subspace and giving Rodimus a datapad. It contains the Covenant and then he leaves.

Rodimus has absolutely no idea what is going on with that.

Star Saber is meanwhile going through a personal crisis and thinking deeply reading through old religious works.

Your trash sons sound like they're going to be interesting this time around

Extra points because in canon something I noticed is Getaway didn't like Rodimus from pretty early on and Megs was his tipping point, so it'll be so crunchy to see how that detail changes

interesting, Star Saber, interesting. Rodimus has Opinions on him doesn't he

"oh you're confuzed!"

Star Saber, who is very religious, doesn't know what to make of Rodimus the kinda-prime who is literally in his arms

hmm Star Saber. Interesting.

A weirdly colorful guy Rodimus doesn't recognize

We know who that is

I greatly suspect Star Saber is also going down such an interesting path, and in hindsight considering what I know of primes in IDW yeahhhh super religious mecha would drive themselves bonkers after meeting Rodimus

#maccadam #transformers #mtmte getaway #mtmte pharma #mtmte star saber #mtmte rodimus #Rodimus's exile au

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lotusbee07 · 2 years ago

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This is dreamnotfound smut! If you wanna read more then go and check out my wattpad page.

Top- Dream

Bottom- George

Summary- George gets a spicy massage 💆

Includes- Daddy kink,Crying kink, Degrading,Dirty talk, Subspace.

3rd person pov

"Fucking hell-" George groans out and winces once he gets out of bed and stretches. Did I do gymnastics in my sleep of some shit.. George pauses as he thinks before walking to his bathroom and doing his morning routine like Brushing his teeth,Getting in the shower and using the bathroom.

Soon george walks out of the bathroom in a clean oversized black dream smile hoodie that he stole from the guy himself and a pair of freshly washed white lace panties. What? He thinks it makes his ass look good, Anyways.

George makes his way out of his room with a slight limp in his step from the pain in his lower back, soon enough he found himself walking into the living room.

He slows his steps to an almost full stop whenever he finds a shirtless dream man spreading on the couch with his phone in his right hand.

Dream feels eyes on him so he looks up and notices george standing in the middle of the living room starring at him with a kinda dazed look?? But dream doesn't look to much into it and proceeds to say.

"You okay George?" In a slightly worried tone, The sound of dreams voice makes george almost jump out of his skin.

"Y-yeah I'm fine" he says after clearing his voice, He can feel that his face is aflame because the room seemed to get hot all of the sudden.

Dream hums in response, George makes his way over to the couch still limping and sits down with a grimace which caught dreams attention.

Dream stares at George for a moment with a questioning gaze before saying "Are you sure your okay because your kinda walking with a limp and you sat down like your ass hurts.."

Dream thinks for a while and talks again before George could say something.

".. Did you and Sapnap do something last night? I heard noises last night but didn't think to much of it until just now." Dream says with a glare as jealously laces his voice.

George's eyes go wide "WHAT n-no we didn't do anything! I just slept wrong or som-something" George blurts out in a panicked tone and blushes a deep red whenever he realized dream could hear him moaning but doesn't speak up about the noises.

Dreams face softens some, His face dusted with a light blush from embarrassment of assuming sapnap and George messed around last night.

"My bad I didn't mean to assume" Dream says in a low whisper like voice, moves closer to George making their knees touch.

George clears his voice once again out of nerves "No. No its fine I would have probably asked the same thing if it was me in your place." He smiles before giving off a slight laugh making dream smile as well.

An Idea pops up in dreams mind as he places his left hand on George's upper thigh without noticing, George internally screams blushing so much he thinks his face might fall off.

Holy shit. Holy shit dreams hand is so close to my fucking dick right now... Damn look at those freaking hands. There so big.. Bigger then mine and fuck his hand is veiny too.. I wonder what they would feel like slapping my a-

"George!" dream yells trying to get Georges attention which worked because he jumps and looks at dream with wide eyes and a Scarlett face.

"Y-yeAh" George curses himself out in his head for sounding like such a idiot and notices dreams hand is no longer there and lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

Well I was saying actually more like asking if you wanted me to give you a massage so we can see if that will help but you kinda blanked out on me for almost 2 minutes." Dream laughs out loud.

George bits his lip before saying "S-sure I guess. I mean just to see if it helps- im not saying yes just so like you could touch me I don't want- well I do want you to touch m-" George slaps a hand over his face so fast it stings.

Stupid stupid STUPID! George says over in over to himself in his head before looking up at dream seeing a stupid fucking grin on his face, wanting to slap it off of his perfect damn face.

Dream starts to wheeze making George feel ten times more embarrassed, He starts glaring at Dream and slaps him in the back of the head "Its not fucking funny you bitch".

Dream holds the back of his head and looks at George still having that damn smirk on his face.

"Whatever you sayyy" Dream says in a sing songy voice, Continues to talk but in a serious tone this time.

"Take of your clothes." He says with a straight face looking George straight in the eyes. "What?!" George says in a somewhat panicked voice starring at dream like he's crazy before realizing he agreed to the massage so I guess he does have to take of what he has on besides his panties of course.

Oh shit I forgot all about me wearing this thong. Fuckkk.

"Oh um okay.." He hesitates before grabbing the him of his hoodie and the shirt underneath taking a breath, Soon lifts the shirt and hoodie over his head in one go trying to get it over with.

He can feel dreams eyes on him but he can not look dream in the eyes right now so his eyes remain on the floor, He swears he hears dream groan but he wasn't so sure because his mind was to fogged up with thoughts.

Dream swallows the pool of spit in his mouth, Curses himself whenever he feels himself start to get hard.

"This might be easier on a bed and more comfortable.. So lets go to my room" Dream says in a rough and deep voice making George shiver as he begs his dick not to get hard from dreams voice.

Dream stands up and starts walking to his room trying to not make it obvious that he's hard in his sweats right now, George gets up as well and trails behind dream like a obedient little puppy and George feels his dick twitch at the thought of actually being dreams pet.

They soon make it to dreams door, Dream opens his door and motions for George to head in first.

Dreams eyes land on George's ass when he walks into the room, Dream could feel his dick grow bigger at the sight.

Dream always knew George had a big butt from the times were his eyes would wonder down when George was walking infront of him or whenever George laid on his stomach fast asleep on the couch but damn its so fucking big that it jiggles when he walks.

Dream almost moans at the sight and stops himself before he starts palming himself from how painfully hard he is.

"Get on the bed and lay down on your stomach." Dream says in a dominant tone.

George speed walks over to the bed without thinking twice, lays down with his face in dreams pillow and his hands wrapped around over his head.

He can feel himself going into his headspace but he pushes it back and listens as he hears dream start to move around.

Dream grabs some massage oil from his bathroom and walks over to his bed before getting on it and straddling George's legs, Making sure George can't feel his hard on because that would be embarrassing.

George bites his lip when he hears the click of something opening.

"This might be cold so just a warning.." Dream warns George as he clicks open the bottle of oil and pours some onto his hand and rubs it around to make it not so cold.

George soon feels cold hands on his upper back making him tense up but soon relaxes and groans whenever he feels Dreams oiled up fingers dig into the back of his neck and make there way to his shoulders getting just the right spots.

Dream is so focused right now which is crazy because his ADHD usually messes with him.

Once the knots in George's upper back subside he trails his hands down George's spine moving his fingers in circular motions, George moans from how good dreams hands feel on his body.

Dream almost groans at the sound that George just let out, his dick leaking pre-cum onto his boxers but thankfully his sweats don't have a wet spot on them. Soon his hands find themselves at the edge of George's thong, His fingers tease the hem of them slowly sliding his thumbs underneath but doesn't go any further.

"Can I?" Dreams asks in a whisper, George answers with the nod of his head but that's not good enough. Dream needs to hear him say it.

George." He says in a gruff voice making George let out a whine indicating that he just went into sub space.

"Answer me. Use your words." Dream knows that George is in subspace from the way his body is reacting to the words that he's saying and by the way george looks over his shoulder looking at dream with big wide doe eyes letting out a yes before shoving his face back into dreams pillow.

Dream bites his lips and lets a groan slip past his lips whenever George lifts his hips off the bed making his ass lift into the air.

Dream wants to rip that thong off, Barry his face in between his ass and eat him out but he refrains, instead slowly takes in off of George and throws it on the floor beside George's other clothes.

George whimpers whenever he feels his exposed dick hit dreams bed. His dick is begging for some friction so his hips buck against the sheets without warning causing him to moan into the pillow.

Dream grips George's hips stopping him from humping the bed, Leans over him before pressing his lips against the shell of George's ear. "You like this don't you? You like my hands rubbing against your body. Tell me that you love it George. Tell me how much of a slut you are for humping the bed like a damn puppy."

George moans as he ruts his hips against the bed again, Dream grips harder on his hips making George whine in frustration.

"Fucking say it George. Tell me how much of a whore you are for wanting my dick this bad." Dream growls out in a cocky voice.

"I'm such a whore for y-your dick daddy. I need i-it bad Please." George sobs out of frustration just wanting dreams dick inside him already.

Dream grinds his dick against George's exposed ass after hearing George beg and call him daddy.

"I bet I can make you cum just from my voice by the way your acting." Dream says as he bites into George's neck, George moans loud from the pain and pleasure coursing through his body.

"I can't wait to fuck your tight ass.. Making you scream when I hit that place inside you that makes you go crazy. I'll fuck you till you can't take it anymore and I'll fill you up so many times that you'll never feel empty." Dream continues to torture George by thrusting his clothed dick against George.

"Cum for me baby."

George crys out as he feels his orgasm hit him so hard that all he can see is white, his body is convulsing and he's sobbing from the intense pleasure that doesn't seem to stop.

Dream lifts himself off of George as he watches in awe seeing him shake, moan and cry.

His hands slide off of George and he flips him over making George's back hit the puddle of cum that's on the bed.

Dream stares at George's flushed face seeing tears run down his rosy cheeks and down his chin soon dropping onto the bed. Dream has never admitted this to anyone but seeing people cry from pleasure turns dream on a little bit to much.

George opens his eyes as he feels hands on his face wiping away his tears, looks up at dream and blushes he's to tired to be embarrassed right now and all he's gotta say is that that was the best orgasm in my life. He smiles and Dream smiles back at him.

"Did my massage help?" Dream says with a smirk and a hint of cockiness laced in his voice.

George grabs the back of dreams head and kisses him catching him off guard but dream soon kisses him back.

George pulls back "It helped a lot,I gotta say that was the best massage ever." He says with a huge smile.

"We should do it again." George says while looking dream in the eyes.

"Definitely".

#dreamnotfound #smut #dnf fic #dnf smut #dsmp fanfic #wattpad

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hwavsg4ch4n · 3 years ago

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CURIOSITY ||H.H

Note: This was not on my schedule, at all lol. I wanted to post this for v-day but I got vv busy :(. I'm posting it now as a present to all of you for being so patient with me, it's very much appreciated! Also I now how 260+ followers! thank you all for liking my work. And thank you to my close friends that never let me run out of Ideas, (also happy belated to Hyunjin lol.)

Warnings/tags: femdom!reader, Sub!Hyunjin, use of bondage, edging, use of toys, handjob, oral, teasing, prasing, pet names, dumbafication, mentions of saliva, orgasam (both), making out, dacraphilic themes, impied sadism, big ejaculation, aftercare, mentions of other members, cursing, use of color system, i guess theres coprution (kinda), subspace

this is fiction, not real

Decription: In which Hyunjin's curiosity got him a place he'd never think he'd find himself.

note pt.2: I made this with the purpose of being intnse, I wanted to try writting like this as a warmup because I have an idea for something, feedback would be nice

“I-Ive Never done this before.” He stuttered, pulling on the thick rope.

How did this happen? How did you end up straddling your close friend in bright red lingerie as he looked up at you helplessly, red ropes sitting tight on his silky skin, tying him to the grand headboard.

It was honestly very simple. “Do people really do this shit?” Hyunjin asked, throwing popcorn in his mouth as you, him, as well as the rest of the guys sat around and watched 50 shades of gray.

Why were the lot of you watching that? Minho wanted you all you see Hyunjin blush at the sexual acts he was honestly scared of. Free amusement.

“Yeah, people do this stuff all the time Hyun.” Chan answered his question swiftly, drinking from his cup of apple juice. You nodded along, “Some of my friends even do it to their boyfriends, vise versa too.” Hyunjin raised his brows, slightly intrigued by the information, but decided not to ask further.

He thought about what you said all week, even imagining himself being the one tied up. A satin blind fold covering his eyes as the sensation of a flogger overwhelmed him. But that part of his imagination didn’t weird him out, it was the fact that you were the one he imagined doing things to him.

You seemed to know your fair share of bdsm, he couldn’t help but fill that dom spot in his mind, with you. Wondering if you were a Master or Mommy type of person. Maybe you were a part of that rare group of doms that liked to be called the cutest of pet names.

Listening to your sub plea as they called you baby, maybe even princess if that's what you wanted. He wanted to know your policies, what your favorite knots were when you were conducting a bondage scene. Hyunjin even wanted to know what safe words you used.

In order to know all of this information, he had to ask. But it wasn’t fun enough for you if you just had to tell him. Therefore you offered to show him.

Now here Hyunjin was, his dark hair clinging to his forehead as nervous beads of sweat formed. Stuttering with anxiety as he looked up at you in anticipation.

You didn’t even do anything. All you did was tell him to strip down to his boxers, very sweetly actually, not starting the scene as of yet; but he was already flustered. Seeing as how you answered the door in black silky robe, light makeup and maroon lipstick.

You tied him to the bed, using red yarn, checking in as you tied the knots securely. “You okay?” You asked softly, he hummed back. “H-how do you know how… I mean like… where did you learn… to do tha- this.” You giggled at his stammering, finishing the last knot on his chest before grabbing a box from under your bed.

“You’d be surprised what you can find on YouTube Hyunjin.” You chuckled softly, opening the box but not pulling anything out, accept for a long wand looking device. You looked up at him, giving a comforting smile as you placed the object of your night stand.

“Before we start, let’s go over some things.” He nodded back, listening attentively. “You told me you were okay with bondage, are you still okay? How do you feel so far?” You asked calmly.

“I feel fine.” He let out, staring at the box that you sat on his stomach. “You said you want to experiment, is there anything that’s a big no?” You asked gently. Hyunjin thought for a second, “uhm, nothing… in my bu-tt, please?” You nodded. “Anything else? Don’t be shy.” He gulped, “Can you call me baby? If that’s okay?” You smiled softly at his request, “That’s more than okay.”

"I'm not going to hit you Hyunjin, not this time anyway, I just wanted to make that clear." You gave him a soft smile. Hyunjin’s lips parted as you slid off your robe, climbing off the bed and straddling him. “If you want to stop, say red, if you need to slow down, say yellow, when I ask you if you’re okay, and you feel fine, say green. Simple enough?” He nodded.

It was becoming real, as he tugged on the rope that bound his hands to the headboard and realized he could barely move. This is when he grew slightly nervous, stuttering and rambling on about his inexperience in this type of field.

You cooed, tracing your manicured hands down his naked torso, tracing the rope every now and then, watching his abs stiffen as your nails dig in softly. “We can stop anytime you want, just say the word.” You reassured him.

He nodded, trying to calm his breath as your fingers danced across his chest. “What’s your color, Hyun?” You ask, “G-green.” You smile at his fast learning skills. “Good boy,” He gulps at the unfamiliar praise. "Do you like being called that? Your dick twitched." His face heated, "I-I'm sorry."

You chuckled, "No need to apologize, baby. It feels nice under me." Hyunjin stammered, his lids fluttering as you spoke to him, words he'd never imagine you saying. "Uhm, Y-Y/n, uh. C-can I know what's first? Please?" You smiled at him, admiring his pink cheeks and curious eyes.

"Well... I just wanna touch you for a while, hm?" You climbed off his lap, telling him to lift his hips up as you pulled down his boxers. You grinned as you finally witnessed his size. "Look at you, who knew you'd be hiding all of this. You have such a pretty dick, baby." He wanted to cower away, feeling so exposed as you complimented him with ease. But he didn't, wanting to have a smooth experience.

Your fingers grazed over his length, “When I compliment you, you say thank you.” he gulped dryly, "T-thank you." You cooed softly, watching pre cum form at his tip. You couldn't hold in a mischievous grin as he shuddered, feeling you tap at his arousal, spreading it across his length. His eyes instinctively shut, feeling your fingers explore him expertly.

You let a full smile spread across your face as you continued to spread his arousal. "Hyunjin, baby," you muttered, your eyes never leaving his expression. "Y-Yes?" He grunted, pressing his lips together, trying to conceal embarrassing sounds. "Open your eyes." You commanded. His eyes opened, followed by a breathy: "Oh fuck," watching as you let a string of saliva fall from your mouth, landing on his tip. Your tongue sticking out as you looked nowhere else but him.

"You listen to me so well." You praised, gathering the access from your mouth and spreading it around his shaft. "I wonder how this will make you feel." Hyunjin felt his muscles tense. You giggle as he let out a whine, responding to your cupped palm rubbing over his tip in circular motions.``M-mu.. T-too m-much, y-y/n..." He groaned, pulling on the rope that bound him.

You couldn't help but part your lips admiration, never thinking you'd get to see him like this. Having Hyunjin as a close friend was hard for someone like you, someone who had eyes and hormones. There were times you were planning on asking him to hook up just for the hell of it; take matters into your own hands. But lucky for you, Hyunjin was too curious for his own good.

His hips tensed, more pre cum bubbling at the surface as tears pricked his eyes, the urge to make fat tears run down his face is what edged you on.

The flustered boy sighed heavily as your palm left his sensitive tip. You watched silently as he took in deep breaths, his chest heaving as his member twitched and throbbed, his arousal sticking to his stomach.

“So, so pretty.” He trembled at the sound of your voice, his eyelids fluttering as you placed a hand on his bare chest, trailing down gently before taking a hold of his shaft. “How do you feel, baby?” You asked gently, looking into his hooded eyes as you made yourself even more comfortable. “I- uhm… I don’t know.” you tilted your head, “You don’t know?” You tsked, tapping your index finger on his tip as you thought of a response, completely ignoring the shuddering whimpering man under you. “I guess I have to step my game up, hm?” You asked, smiling at him.

Hyunjin began to feel a slither of fear, therefore he confessed how he felt. “It's good, but... I-I’m kinda sc-scared.” You grinned, but it wasn’t the comforting grin Hyunjin was used to, it seemed as if you were happy he was anxious for what’s next to come. “Aww, baby,” Hyunjin bit his lip as he watched you lean down, your face right next to his length as you began to softly pump.

He's forgotten about containing his volume, it was an overwhelming feeling, getting teased this way, being spoken down to by someone he's always played pranks on. “Ah, ah, ahhh… oh my god.” He could hear your little chuckles in response to his groans, his eyes closed involuntarily. “Hey, Hey, Hey.” His hips jumped out of surprise, bucking and squirming as he felt rather hard taps to his tip. “Eyes on me, don’t make me have to tell you again.” He nodded absented, “I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

Hyunjin made the effort to keep his eyes open, but it was hard. You kissed along the veins of his shaft, sucking and licking here and there, it drove him mad, how you looked up at him, like you couldn’t do anything but good. He found it unbelievable, considering you tied him to a bed in less than 10 minutes, with countless lines of rope littered across his chest to prove your skills.

You gave him long licks, enjoying his sighs, but you soon got bored, you wanted even more. Therefore, you took him in your mouth without warning, humming at the taste of him, slightly gagging as he bucked. “Y-Y/N!” He yelped, shocked by the sudden movement.

You sucked, slurping as you bobbed your head how you wanted it, not how he wanted it; he seemed to like it just fine. Hyunjin didn’t know if it was - what felt like- the eternity of teasing, or your mouth feeling like it was sent from the god’s, but his record of being able to hold out was broken.

“Uh- y/n- I gonna, I’m… fuck fuck.” You chuckled at his inability to speak properly. The only words you thought were, “This is gonna be so much fun.”

You didn’t think Hyunjin could beg like this, tears pouring down his face as you grind your soaked core on his bare length. “You’re so cute Hyun,” You breathed out, only to be answered with more whimpers.

You’ve brought him to bliss 5 times already, but never did you grant him a release. After the third denial he started to pout, eyes glossing over as his cheeks turned red, his locks scattered all over his face as he blabbed about everything and nothing all at once. You thought he’d had enough, ready to let him cum. But he refused, shaking his head, “G-re- green, green.” He panted.

Hyunjin watched you with a tear stained face as you brought yourself to your second orgasm of the night, grinding on his member as all he could do with whimper, thanking you for even giving him the time of day.

You let out a euphoric laugh, throwing your head back before looking back down at him. Staring at his lips with nothing but lust, “Oh baby boy,” Hyunjin throbbed against your core as you called him the term of endearment. “I haven’t kissed you all night, i’m so sorry hyun.” He couldn’t think straight, only thinking about how your lips would feel on his, he fumbled over his words. “K-kiss, kiss me, I wanna kiss.” His pouty lips puckered, begging to be used by you.

“So fucking cute.” You murmured, leaning down and engulfing his plush lips with your own. His technique was messy, it was never this messy, but considering it felt like he was in a void of endless pleasure, you cut him some slack.

“I have one more thing for you.” You whispered against his lips, reaching over to your nightstand and grabbing the vibrating wand before sitting up, resting on his thighs that became slick with your arousal.

You watched his eyes widen with curiosity. Hyunjin flinched as you turned it on, his lips parted while listening to the loud vibrations. He’s never used one of those before, he didn’t think they’d work for him, thinking it could only pleasure women.

He was wrong, Hyunjin let out the loudest moans of the night as you rubbed the vibratior along his length, his abdomen was puddled with pre-arousal as it seeped from him. He felt that feeling again, the feeling of nirvana bubbling up, coming like electric shocks. He tried to voice it, let you know what was happening, but all you did was go up a setting. You thought you’d cum untouched due to the sight before you, with his arms hung above his head tied by red rope, his hips bucked into the toy dumbly, his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his mouth was agape, letting out the most lewd sounds a man could make.

You knew he was close, even if he didn’t ask this time you let him cum, but no he was too good. Hyunjin pulled whatever sanity he had left, stuttering out to you “Cu-cum! Cum!?” You laughed at his attempt at getting permission. “Go ahead baby.”

You watched your close friend convulse underneath you, trying to turn and dig his face into the pillow to silence himself as thick ropes of cum shot out of him, far enough that some laid across his sweaty chin. His eyes rolled back as it spilled from his tip like a stream, shuddering as the vibration rode him through it. "Th-thank you, thank you." you whispered on instinct.

“Wow,” You mutter, turning off the vibratior. His member throbbed, spilling the last bits he had left as you watched him try to regulate his breathing. You were amazed, “You must’ve been backed up, huh? So much, you dirtied yourself, Hyun.” You say, not expecting a response.

"I- I can cl-clean it... I-" You shushed him, smiling as he looked up at your with twinkling eyes. "Relax." You stated.

You got off him, wiping yourself off as well as him, swiftly untying the rope; rubbing the areas that will be sore later. With gentle touches, you pushed the hair out his face. “Hyunjin, you have to take a bath.” You grinned as he shook his head stubbornly, eyes being kept closed. “Why not, hm?” You asked, getting a towel from your closet. “Cause, ‘m tired.” He mumbled, placing his arm over his face, hoping to hide from you. “Well, you can be tired after you take a bath, come on.”

Hyunjin rested his head on your bare chest, messing with the bubbles in the warm bath you ran; it was only supposed to be for him, but he demanded you stay. You didn't think his subspace would be so apparent, but you didn't mind taking care of him.

After a while of comfortable stillness, he spoke. “Y/n?” You hummed back, running a hand through his hair. “Can you teach me how to do that to you this time?” Seem's like he came to his senses.

honorable mentions: thank you to my close friend for giving me this idea <3

#skz hyunjin #skz smut #skz imagines #stray kids #skz fluff #skz au #skz hard thoughts #hwang hyunjin #skz scenarios #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin

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taeilskitty · 3 years ago

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Hey there! I saw that you open for a request so here's what I thought : what kind of sound did nct make when having sex? Are they more into whimpers, groans, or maybe dirty talk? Thank you so much for answering my question and hope you have a good day!

i was BORN to answer this omg. lemme tell you, i have thought about this so SO much!! (i'm leaving chenji out of this bc i don't know how people feel about that yet)

anyways, i hope u enjoy and i hope this matches what you had in mind <3

taeil

oh fuck. taeil is most certainly a groaner. i think (and trust me, i've thought a lot) he must make these gorgeous low moans like right in the back of his throat if that makes sense - have you ever heard his bubble voice messages? oh my god, they're so fucking hot. his raspy voice in the middle of the night is just to die for. that makes me CONVINCED that he dirty talks super up close. even thinking about it makes me shiver :(( he's the king of praise, i just know it. i think he degrades too, but his favourite is when he mixes both together - "you look so pathetic there baby, how cute." "daddy loves his pretty slut so much." "god you're so fucking good for me, my cockslut~" taeil also asks things, i think that suits him so much. "yeah? you like that?" "is daddy's cock too big baby? shh, i'll be done soon..."

taeyong

whiner. whiner. undoubtedly. this boy has the sweetest, prettiest little moans... he gets all high pitched when he's close and oh god when he sinks into subspace he just mewls and his voice gets so weak </3 little "yes" and "a-ah thank you"s slip out because he such a good kitten. he's so precious... and if he gets asked to speak while he's getting fucked he just squeaks out an answer. "m.. love it... ah..." n he will never fail to say his please and thank yous - he's so well mannered even when hes getting used !!!

johnny

this is just. oh my. i think he's silent for the most part. heavy breathing and quiet grunts and groans until he's close. THAT'S when he starts moaning, all sorts of things slipping out. "god you're so good" "i love this hole so much" ahh??! i think he talks down too. fuck !!! daddy!johnny is so patronising, and not just outside of the bedroom. kinda like taeil, he asks things, but he makes u feel so dumb and cock drunk :( AH AND he like... coos when you feel all dazed from his cock... "awh~ is that good? you like that don't you sweetheart? yeah, i know."

yuta

i have this vision of yuta just SLAMMING from behind with his face right up in your ear, telling you all sorts of dirty things lowly with just the hottest voice ever. he's very vocal about what he wants, and he loves cumming inside... so expect him to talk about that. oh, he is so fucking possessive too. "hmm. mine. this is mine. you're mine." he probably bites your ear/neck when he says it... the grunts that come out when he slams are enough to send anyone reeling, but i bet he tells you "fuck. gonna. gonna cum in my fuckdoll--" n his voice just trails off as he fills you up and sighs<33

kun

now kun is !! an interesting one !! ... i envision him as a pretty hard dom, so i don't think he's any stranger to degrading. that being said, i think he's more talkative when he's giving punishments (e.g. spanking over his thigh... heaven<33) rather than when he's fucking. i think he moans lowly, semi-quietly but as he gets more and more pent up he gets louder. (i think this is the case for most of the nct doms but oh well) he'll praise how good you make him feel - assuming you've been behaved enough - but that doesn't stop him from cursing under his breath at every chance he gets ,,..

doyoung

definitely has pretty moans !! he probably does whine, but i mean that in a dom way - if that makes sense? higher pitched moans but not pathetic, in fact it's probably paired with him whispering "fuck yes, good [insert ur fave petname here]". i think he's the type to kiss you a lot during sex and like... moan into your mouth; any space not taken up by the sound of moans will for sure be filled with the sound of his panting and his tongue dancing with yours.

ten

another semi-whiner. i always saw him as a dom but i'm sliiightly succumbing to the idea that he may be a switch... which is why i think there's so much BEAUTY in his moans?? ten makes really pretty, breathy whines and moans i'm sure, i don't particularly think he talks a crazy amount but rather short instructions. (yes i'm going back to dom!ten) "turn around." "get on your knees" "quiet." AH !! he always lets you know what he needs - however, sub!ten will just whine and squirm till you make him cum because he is most definitely a slut who takes anything:(

jaehyun

first of all, this man wrecks me to the fucking core, and i could talk about this for... a while. but his moans are definitely like, raspy high-pitched type. think about his vocals. esp in try again... i bet you they sound like THAT. i'm sure he talks a bit too, tbh he probably says rather textbook dirty things but it sounds so fucking hot when it's him. "yeah take it, take my cock" "fuck yes just like that", he loves how you whine when he moans right up next to you btw - it just makes him do it even more. oh, and bonus - he will never call you ANYTHING without prefixing it with my or daddy's. daddy's girl, daddy's boy, daddy's pet, my dirty slut... ahh<3

winwin

it's almost contrasting to jaehyun but sicheng's voice is so low. i can't explain this in any way other than that he's kitty, but his moans are so... puppy? and when he's fucked, he makes himself sound so dumb too. he's constantly slurring his words and biting his lip because he's trying to keep quiet but anyone who walks by the room will hear "mm.. m!!" because he just can't help himself :( when he's close he probably squeaks like taeyong and cums all over the place GOD i want him

jungwoo

oh god there's no doubt that jungwoo talks SO much during sex. he probably loses his fucking mind with how good he feels. he's such a good boy but sometimes you just need him to shut up - but he can't. he squeaks out a little moan when you push into him, or when you start touching his cock, but withn minutes he's babbling non-stop; "oh god oh god mommy/daddy i love it so much, a-ah like that, please~"

lucas

my brain used to be convinced that xuxi was a dom, but i'm now sure he's a switch. either way, his moans are pretty much the same. they're very heavy and... i guess manly is the best way to put it. in my head i can literally picture him being like "ughhh..." when you start fucking because he just feels like he's wanted to fuck you so desperately - yes, even if you fucked hours before. it's always so breathy and moany and i think he sounds like a bit of a fuckboy tbh... "fuck yeah" as he slides his cock into you? THANKS

mark

loud baby loud baby LOUD BABY:((( no matter how much you cover that pretty mouth of his he will be so LOUD!! he can't stop talking and whining and panting, kinda like jungwoo but honestly... more. he swears a lot too. he tries not to but he just can't help himself :( "aw shit... god shit!!!" under his breath UGHHFDGGDFDD SO FUCKING CUTE IM GONNA SCREAM !!! he's very polite though, so he always says sorry every single time :( he babbles like hell when he cums, he can't stop himself, again like jungwoo. "i'm gonna cum i'mgonnacumi- i'm -- ah fuck, shit--!!"

xiaojun

two words. action figure. everyone knew that was coming, HA - i'm sorry but THAT verse means we all know how he sounds. i think he tries his best to talk normally while you edge him but his little voice keeps on wavering and cracking and just... he can't help but sound all pretty and pathetic :( but surely dejun has some (very frequent) moments where he can't keep his front anymore and just whines like a whore because it feels so good<3

hendery

the things i'd let this man do to me:))) i think at first he'd actually try and hide his moans because he feels like that's what he's supposed to do, but no. for me personally, i know i would NOT LET THAT HAPPEN !! he probably sucks the air in through his teeth in an attempt to hide it - it's very fucking sexy when he does that, granted - but he can't keep doing that for long. i think he hums and laughs when he can't keep it in any longer because he almost feels some kinda defeat but then he just moans semi-loudly and lets out a "good girl/boy/baby... let me fuck you, huh?"

renjun

renjun scares the fuck out of me. why? because his moans are fairly quiet. he's master and it S H O W S. he grunts quietly, maybe muttering things under his breath like "so fucking tight" "mmh there you go..." to fill some silence but he does it subconsciously; he goes so far into domspace sometimes that he just can't control himself. when he's close he talks through his teeth and he's like "i'm. i'm gonna cum baby..."and the more you whine on his cock the more he just laughs at you because he's a sadist hhhhhhhhhhh.........

jeno

most definitely a fun one... you see when he's sub, he pants and whines and drools all over himself like a big dumb puppy boy and he just breathes so heavy n his moans are all shaky... if he's a brat he will try and talk big but he can't take it, he just gets so pathetic and !!! but dom jeno is fucking TERRIFYING because he talks down and tries his best to intimidate you. he chuckles and degrades you, but one of his faves is when he can big himself up under his breath. "look at you now. you love this fucking cock."

haechan

this isn't good for my mental health :) i fucking cannot TAKE this brat :) AHA! hyuckie is honestly such a whore, he's bratty and rude and always talks back at you like he's the king of the fucking world. he's constantly laughing at you and trying so hard to make you feel like you're not worthy but he feels so good he just gets fucked dumb by you :( he is SO loud too. he wants everyone to hear what a dirty whore he is and he makes sure he puts on his prettiest pornstar moans. he whines like his life depends on it. on the off chance that he's being a good boy, he begs and cries and whimpers when he finally cums - and i mean CRIES. sobs. he'll be heaving by the time you're done with him, but god he fucking loves it.

jaemin

fuck... fuck okay... well firstly he loves to talk. we all know how much he praises and how he's constantly showing his love off... that doesn't stop at fanservice, nope. he will fuck you like a ragdoll and keep calm and composed as ever, talking down to you as if you're in his lap for a soft cuddle. "baby loves nana so much hm~?" "oh you really love that don't you?" "you know you're so pretty. nana wants to cum in you so bad~" yes, he calls himself nana because he's a cocky fuck and loves how it sounds. especially when you're moaning it for him.

yangyang

i'm kinda in 2 minds about this... on the one hand, he's kinda like hyuckie in that he whines a LOT. but he can actually keep his composure - he's a breathy whiner, he's not quite as loud and he most certainy doesn't crumble as easily. (that's not to say that he can't, he most definitely can.) on the other hand i think when he's in a more neutral headspace rather than subby, he talks to you like a total fuckboy. not in a mean way but he's just like "hah. i know you love me fucking you like this." he gets so cocky and he sucks hickeys into your neck and hums quietly<3

shotaro

he's such a shy baby :( he wants to moan so much but he probably gets all self conscious and tries to hide it... so you gotta make him feel safe :( when he does he whimpers and it's so pretty and pathetic. the way he wells up with tears and hitches his breath is. adorable. he whispers "thank you... ah..." every time he feels that good and by the time he cums it's just falling from him like a waterfall :( the more comfortable he feels, though, the sluttier he can get... he will always be a good boy but i think he lets his whore side come out every once in a while <3

sungchan

last but most certainly not least, yet ANOTHER boy who pains me to the core. i think sungchan whimpers too. THERE I SAID IT. his cock is too big for his own good so he just... needs you to do SOMETHING to him :( he always sighs at first, maybe hissing just a little but then he gets to a point where he's quietly whimpering because he just needs to cum so fucking bad <//3 "need it... p-please..." he's always nervous to use titles but if he wants to cum he has no choice :( when his dom asks please who? he blushes bright red n mumbles a little "please mommy/daddy... 'm so good..." and god yes he is he deserves it so much ugh<33333333333333

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haitanic · 4 years ago

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Poly Relationship With KamiShin

I adore the idea of being in a relationship with these two, I just think it would be so good and I love them both so much. This ended up being way longer than I had planned but I could have kept going so I’ll probably write more like this.

Masterlist

SFW above the cut, NSFW below

SFW

Warnings: swearing, mentions of violence? (the boys being protective of you/defending you)

This relationship would just be one big meme

You and Kaminari clowning together

You and Shinsou laughing at Kaminari’s dumbassery

Until it goes to far and you realize he’s going to hurt himself and you both frantically go “nOooO DeNKi!!!”

Pranks

These two are in a prank war and you are on both teams

So it’s basically just you messing with both of them

They’d pull pranks on you too but it would always be really little silly things, never to the extent they’d do to each other

Neither of these men sleep

Please god make them go to bed

I mean if you’re someone who also stays up all night then oh god this is just a disaster, the three of you will never sleep

If you’re someone who goes to bed at a reasonable time please drag them with you

I don’t think it would be hard to drag them to bed honestly, they’re both way to soft

Like if they were gaming together but you wanted to go to bed, they’d try to say they were going to keep gaming but the second you say please and ask them to come cuddle you the controllers are on the table and they’re crashing into bed with you (simps)

They literally can’t say no to you

With anything, literally anything you want is yours

These men adore you and want to take care of you

Truly just two men that I hc as drinking there respect juice

But it’s more than that, like more than respect, it’s adoration

I think when they get into a relationship with someone the feelings are strong, to share themselves with someone like that they’d have to love and trust them so much

They’d spoil the shit out of you, but you better do the same for them

And when I say spoil I don’t mean spend a bunch of money, just bring them little things and do cute things

Like bring Shinsou coffee and Denki snacks

Give Denki a $1 Pikachu sticker and tell him it reminds you of him

Show your love with memes, they will cry, you’re too perfect

Send Denki silly memes and go “dis u?” he’ll love you so muchand think its so cute

Send Shinsou cute, lovey, cat memes, like meme of a little kitten with a sappy message over it

They’re both definitely very teasing S/Os, like you’d all just be making fun of each other constantly but it’s with LOVE

Consensual bullying

But they’d never comment on something you’re actually insecure about, they know what’s too far and they’d never go there

(If you’re like me and someone who likes to be affectionately teasing with S/Os and friends please make sure you have boundaries established and you know what is ok to tease about and what actually hurts, communication y’all, ok back to your regularly scheduled programming)

I’m gonna be honest, y’all would eat so much takeout, neither of them can cook for shit

actually that’s a lie, Shinsou can cook, he just doesn’t want to

If you can cook and enjoy it please make them meal at least a few times a week

Please teach them healthy habits

Make them go to bed, make them go outside, force feed them veggies and water please just take care of them because they don’t know how to

I mean don’t force them. like please don’t try to change them, but express your concern about their unhealthy habits and try to help if that makes sense

Ok but they are so protective, anyone who tries to mess with you better be prepared to catch hands

They’d both be so goofy with you but if anyone tries to mess with you they are stone faced in a second and ready to rock someone's shit

You are perfect to them and they won’t let anyone say otherwise

Oh and if someone said something about the three of you being together, god help them

Actually don’t, no one help them, they deserve it, not sorry

The cuddles are IMMACULATE

The positions are always changing but it’s always so good

You in the middle either with both of their heads on your chest or facing one and being a little spoon to the other

Shinsou in the middle with both you and Kaminari resting your heads on his chest, you and Kami would be holding hands and you’d all just alternate giving each other little pecks

Kaminari in the middle facing Shinsou with you big spooning him... yes please

You all just want to make sure you’re all happy, it would be so supportive and goofy and just happiness

This relationship feels like sunshine

NSFW BELOW THE CUT. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+.

NSFW

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation and praise kinks, sadomasochism and pain kinks, vouryerism, overstim/edging, literally just fucking flithy y’all

Please note that the things I headcannon only apply if it’s something you consent to.

oof

oh god

This is gonna be nasty

But so good

I’ve seen different people say different things but my personal opinion is that Shinsou is a dom (a hard one) and Kaminari is a switch

And yes, Shinsou calls you both his kittens, you cannot change my mind, I don’t care

So there’s a few different ways I see things going

So if both you and Kaminari are feeling like bottoms then Shinsou will gladly dom you both at the same time

Shinsou definitely has a vouyer kink so he would instruct you and Kaminari on what to do to each other while he jut watched his kittens play (stop that felt so filthy to type aaaa)

Once you were both completely worn out then he’d finally step in and have his way with you both

Like I said, he is a hard dom, definitely sadistic

Honestly he’d use telling you and Denki what to do to each other as a punishment, making you overstim or edge each other till neither of you can take anymore and are begging and/or crying

Then he’d come fuck you both into the mattress

This man is going to completely and utterly demolish you (if you’re ok with that of course)

He’d be praising you both but in a way that feels so dirty, he’d degrade you both a bit with words but I think it would mostly be praise, the degrading/humiliating part is what he does to you/makes you do to each other

He’d definitely be pretty rough with both of you (always only if you consent), he’d be manhandling you guys, just throwing you around, pulling hair, choking, a little slapping if you’re up for it (I definitely think Denki is just saying)

But don’t get me wrong, he also knows how to take care of his kittens

Like he can be so soft and giving with you as well, when the situation calls for soft sex this man will give you that and he will give it so good

Just the most gentle, loving praises and soft holds and eye contact and love

Ok, next situation Shinsou and Kaminari both wanting to dom you

ok wait cause there’s actually two ways that could go, if Kaminari is feeling switchy but leaning towards dom then it would be kinda similar to the first situation, with Shinsou telling him what to do to you but he’d just be more dom with it himself and he’d still let Shinsou dom him a bit but not full on, like they’re both domming you but Shinsou takes the lead

Ok but if Kaminari is feeling full dom then god help you

I hope you have the day of tomorrow

Because Kaminari as a dom is also one sadistic mother fucker

I absolutely headcannon Kaminari as being hard and sadistic when he’s domming (I mean he’s a little fucking masochist when hes a bottom)

But yeah if it’s something you’re ok with then these men are going to destroy you

I really can’t stress how ruthless they are when they’re domming together

You’re going to get whiplash from these two because one of them is degrading the shit out of you while the other is telling you the kindest praise

“Look at you, such a filthy little whore for us to use”, “You’re so beautiful, doing so good for us baby”

But you never know which ones going to say what and they’re constantly switching roles

Yeah you’re about to get your shit rocked, there’s no other way to say it

Honestly you’re going to be barely conscious by the time they’re finally done

Alright, last variation is you and Shinsou domming Kaminari

Pretty similar to when he’s domming you with Kaminari but y’all switch places

Just demolishing little subby baby Denki

I talk about how much of a little subby baby he is in my nsfw hcs for him

As much of a sadist as he is when he’s domming completely switches to masochism when he’s a sub

He will cry and beg and he loves it, he will literally beg you two to hurt him like a whiny little boy

Baby just wants to be completely destroyed and fucked out

Gee, can you tell I’m a switch

Regardless of how it goes down the sex would honestly be so good because both of them are very giving partners

I mean don’t get me wrong, they’re gonna tease the shit out of you, but they’re both very focused on making sure all three of you feel amazing

The aftercare, oh god the aftercare

Always so cute and sweet

Doesn’t matter who topped and bottomed

Cuddles and words of affirmation for all of you, just all three of you giving and getting love

If any of you are in subspace or roughed up or out of it or whatever then whoever isn’t will give you everything you need whether that's a hot drink or a nice bath or some lotion or whatever

You all just take such good care of each other because this is a relationship built on mutual love, adoration, and respect

This got a little out of hand, much longer than I thought it was going to be, my bad.

#shinkami #kamishin #shinsou x reader x kaminari #shinsou smut #shinsou hcs #shinsou imagine #kaminari smut #kaminari hcs #kaminari imagine #poly bnha #bnha hcs #bnha smut

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mingishoe · 5 years ago

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Yunho NSFW A-Z

Yunho x Reader

Aftercare~

In my opinion, Yunho is a S u b. So aftercare would be you taking care of him and asking if he’s okay. That doesn’t mean he can’t Dom, so when he does Dom he tries to be super careful so he won’t hurt you.

Body Part~

Yunho’s favourite part of you is your tummy. It doesn’t matter what your tummy looks like, he’ll love it either way. He likes resting his head on your tummy when he’s tired and he likes giving your tummy kisses.

Yunho likes his hands. We’ve all seen how big they are and they’re perfect for many different things. He knows how good he makes you feel with his hands so he really likes them.

Cum~

I feel like Yunho comes everywhere. It can be kinda difficult to clean up sometimes but Yunho is always there to the rescue with a wet cloth to wipe you off. He doesn’t cum unless you give him permission though.

Dirty Secret~

Yunho really, and I mean really, wants you to spank him. One day Yunho came home with a paddle and when he gave it to you, you were totally shocked. Let’s just say the paddle has made a regular occurrence, and your hand, for a sort of punishment. Even though Yunho bought the paddle for you to use on him, he doesn’t mind using it on you when he’s in his Dom headspace.

Favourite Position~

Anything is really okay for Yunho but when he’s in his subspace he likes for you to he on top of him. He likes watching you bounce on top of him and him not being able to touch you, even though the only thing he wants is to be able to touch you.

Experience~

Yunho is probably one of the members with the least experience, which is why he likes you to to be on top of him and Dom him. Once again, when Yunho does Dom, he knows what he’s doing.

Goofy~

I feel like Yunho could be kinda silly and make jokes if you are or if he can tell the mood isn’t completely serious. But overall he’s more focused on you so he doesn’t really have time to make jokes.

Hair~

Yunho tries to look as pretty as he can for you so it’ll be groomed pretty often but sometimes Yunho will forget but that’s totally okay.

Intimacy~

Yunho is big on Intimacy. It becomes pretty obvious after yall are done with all the nasty stuff, he’ll hold you or lay on your tummy, and give you the most loving look that could make someone throw up from how sweet it is.

Jack off~

Yunho doesn't touch himself without your permission and he always thinks it’s a little embarrassing when he has to ask you. Yunho will try his best not to touch himself unless you’re not with him or when he’s on tour.

Kinks~

Yunho surprisingly likes when you touch yourself in front of him. He likes the idea of wanting touch you but can’t because you’re too far away. Yunho thinks it’s even better when he’s tied up with handcuffs or something similar so he can feel desperate.

Location~

Yunho really doesn’t mind as long as there’s enough space to feel comfortable. Yunho doesn’t really like shower sex because he feels as if one of you might get hurt. He would prefer to do it in the bedroom because there then there’s no way anyone would be able to walk in on the two of you.

Motivation~

Yunho is big on the way you look. Your makeup could be looking better than it normally does and he would be tapping you and asking if the two of you can leave. Yunho is very detail oriented so any small thing can make his blood run down south. Yunho really likes it when you wear revealing or see through clothes so he can really see how pretty you are.

No~

Yunho doesn't want anything to go into him. He might be a huge sub, but he definitely isn’t into pegging or cock rings or stuff like that.

Oral~

Yunho really likes for you to suck him off. Your mouth is his favourite thing in the world. Yunho would really prefer for you to suck him off but he would never say no to tasting you.

Pace~

I feel like Yunho would either want slow or fast. In times where you’re being more intimate and showing your love for each other yunho likes to go slow. Whenever Yunho is getting either Punished or is in the mood for being the Dom he’d go pretty fast, but not enough to hurt you.

Quickie~

Yunho doesn’t oppose because sometimes he really can’t wait, but other than that he’d rather you take your time with him or vice versa.

Risk~

Yunho is pretty cautious of people seeing the two of you since both of you can be really loud sometimes. So pretty much neither of you really like the risk of being caught and another member or person being able to see what the two of you are doing.

Stamina~

I think that Yunho’s stamina is pretty average. When yunho is the Dom he can last about 2 rounds since he’s doing a lot of work. When you’re the Dom he can go up to 5 orgasms, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t tire you out, it just means you push him to the limits but he loves it.

Toy~

The furthest the two of you have gone with a toy is a vibrator. The vibrator is pretty much perfect for both of you so you don’t really have the need to use anything else. He could use the vibrator on you any time he’d like and you can use the vibrator on him any time you’d like so everyone’s happy.

Unfair~

Yunho is a good boy and follows all the rules, even though sometimes he acts like a little brat sometimes just so he can get punished. But overall Yunho is happy with anything you give him so he’s okay with whatever.

Volume~

Yunho isn’t really per se loud, he just moans and whimpers a lot. Yunho tries really hard to hold them in, he honestly really does, but when you’re touching him he doesn’t have the control to be able to keep quiet when anything you do makes him feel like he’s in heaven.

Wild Card~

One day you came home and found Yunho with a pair of your underwear in his fist while he was jerking himself off and when he saw you were right there he was absolutely embarrassed but the show had just started so you urged Yunho to continue as he panted and moaned your name.

X-Ray~

I feel like Yunho is maybe a little bit bigger than average? But like Yunho is thick, so it adds to the pleasure

Yearning~

I feel like Yunho is really needy all the time but doesn’t say anything to you in case you think it’s too much. It’s not like you can never not tell anyways and you almost always help him with it. It’s not too much where you can’t handle it, but sometimes he’ll just ask for permission to touch himself so he won’t bother you.

ZZZ~

Yunho lays his head on your tummy and holds you as close as possible. Yunho gets pretty worn out so he’ll always be pretty tired after the two of you are done so you always just let him sleep so he can get enough rest for the next day.

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luninosity · 5 years ago

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...and the other chapter of little Character Bleed bonus snapshot scenes (little, I say: 11k of it; how even) is up now! Contains everything from boot kink to a second marriage proposal to the appearance of Colby’s stepmother to Colby and Jason rehearsing a certain scene....

Read at AO3 here! Teaser below. :-)

Colby Kent, Jason had learned beyond doubt, definitely talked after sex. And during. And in the babbling unfiltered rapture of subspace, eyes shining.

More specifically, Colby talked when happy during sex. And after. Often.

Jason lay sprawled on his back across the hotel bed, every muscle humming with profound physical satisfaction, with Colby cuddled nice and close along his side; he stared up at the inn’s historic-but-renovated ceiling for a while, just basking in all the feelings. He knew the ceiling approved.

Colby, after all, was totally happy. Had just been extremely happy while in Jason’s lap and riding Jason’s dick, and was currently saying something about lemon icing and sweetness and tartness and good sex, and also something about lemon tarts and tea, except not the beverage, only teatime as a concept, and would it still count as teatime if it was late at night and also he had coffee…

“…but also what if we ordered their cheese plate assortment, they’re so proud of that here and I do like cheese,” Colby said, and then narrowed eyes at him. “Why’re you smiling?”

“You. Cheese. This hotel.” He’d cleaned them up just enough to be less sticky, less covered in mutual release; they both remained sweaty and flushed and exhilarated. Light from the fireplace painted Colby’s skin in amber and honey and ochre; an open weekend bag smirked from the luggage rack. A few carved sheep cavorted around bedposts and fireplace stone, thrilled to see them both again.

“Me and cheese and this hotel.” Colby considered this. One calligrapher’s hand rested on Jason’s chest; Colby’s index finger drew a heart over Jason’s skin, idly. The fourth finger on that hand wore a ring, now. Simple straightforward dark gold, though the beveled edges had a hint of texture, subtle and intriguing; it’d made Jason think of star charts and gears and steampunk kisses.

It also had a very small inscription along the inside: steadfast. He’d wanted the word to say everything: the past and how they’d met, the future and his promise to stand at Colby’s side.

That luscious voice went on, calligraphy itself, “You like all those things. You arranged this for us.”

“Kinda meant to propose to you here, y’know.” He was amused that Colby’d needed to mention the arrangements; Colby did know, because Jason had admitted as much two weeks ago.

He’d had a plan. Come back to this glorious old English countryside piece of cheesemaking and sheep-farming history, where they’d spent the first night after the first informal semi-proposal, when Jason’s mouth’d blurted out the idea. Bring the ring along. Give Colby the best and most romantic weekend ever, full of history and food and tender possessive sex, surrounded by the crackle of the fire and the low silvery rustle of rain. Take Colby out onto the tiny balcony, at some point—the way Will and Stephen’d first met in that Steadfast scene—and get down on one knee.

He had made arrangements. And then he’d looked at Colby two weeks ago, in their kitchen. The man he loved, sitting at the bar while Jason decided to add more spice to their chili, cozy and domestic, comfortable and safe. With sock-feet and messy hair. Talking about a romance novel he planned to buy a fourth copy of: wanting to support an author he adored, wanting to do something that’d make someone else happy, as always.

Jason, who’d already bought the book in question, had had to give it to him then—but had had to give him something else too. Couldn’t wait. Not another second.

He’d brought out the ring box while Colby’d been distracted by the book-gift. He’d gotten down on one knee on the spot, right there, with pumpkin chili simmering in the background.

He couldn’t even recall exactly what he’d said. He was pretty sure it’d covered how wonderful Colby was, how much damn fun life with Colby was, how much better Jason’s whole world was now, probably something about reading fantasy novels together, and he thought maybe he’d even mentioned the museum of penises they’d wandered into in Norway. He’d been nervous as hell, not because he wasn’t sure about asking but because Colby was tearing up a little and the penises likely weren’t helping.

Colby had said yes. So much yes. Eyes bright and eager, voice bright and eager too, throwing himself into Jason’s arms with Jason’s ring officially on his finger.

They’d gone on this vacation anyway, to celebrate.

Which they’d been doing. Thoroughly. Nakedly. All afternoon and evening.

“I know you meant to!” Colby popped upright beside him, abrupt exuberant pixie-motion; Jason hastily loosened the arm that’d been folded around him. Colby might need space, still a little shaky sometimes about sex and strong hands, or maybe—

“I’m fine! I can hear you fretting!” Colby dove back in to kiss him, a whirlwind of rumpled dark hair and wide blue eyes and post-orgasm energy. Like the talking, Jason thought, fond and familiar: Colby after really good sex came back from subspace giddy and talkative and enthused about everything. Food. Thunderstorms. Stories. Jason himself. Or newly possible sex positions and experiments with extremely careful bondage and control.

A single bite of complicated wistfulness nibbled his heart: this should’ve been how Colby always felt. Every time. Hadn’t been, though. And the knowledge of how bad it had been grew a few more spiky teeth.

But only for that single nip. The past was the past, and, yeah, it shaped who Colby was now, who they were together; but Jason Mirelli loved the person Colby Kent was. Always. Forever. Steadfast.

“Don’t worry,” Colby told him, “I’m splendid, you’re splendid, I was making a point about your original purpose for us here, I’ll get to that, you just stay right there, just like that, you’re very marvelous and I love your muscles and I love you,” and bounced off the bed in a hurricane of endless legs and sudden plans.

Jason pushed himself up on elbows. Colby clearly had something in mind. And loved his muscles. And him. That meant it was a good something, right?

#character bleed #my boys #i love them #original fic #my fic

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thebiasrekkers · 5 years ago

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Edge of Forever [BTS Space!AU]

BTS Space!AU [ ♧ ✪ ✿ ☆ ❂ ☾✘ ] “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.” The stage is set and the stars are the guide for the lost souls that have congregated to one point. A fixed constant in the universe for others to discover and fulfill their wishes but will it come to ruin for others?

Pairings: BTS X OC (s) Genre: BTS Space!AU Warnings: Graphic Violence, Heavy Language

AO3

Chapter 13- Battle Born

"Once upon a time, I swore I had a heart Long before the world I know tore it all apart Once upon a time, there was a part of me I shared Years before they took away the part of me that cared."

Nyala had meant to go to her bedroom but she ended up wandering the hallways of the living area. The fact that she lost control like that bothered her and it bothered her greatly. She was supposed to be the one that kept her head on straight, the voice of reason but Yoongi’s words had gotten to her much more than she cared to admit. It was enough to break through her iron will that she had practiced so much over the decades. Hell, if she were to be fair--it started from when she realized that her path was being obscured from her when she was with the pirates.

It was when she impulsively decided she was going on this crusade against them. Then spiraled out of control when she met the Paths, a name that she’d coined herself when she realized that they had the same goals or the same paths as her. One, in particular, that seemed to fit so perfectly on top of hers. Without knowing, her feet had found themselves in front of his door and her body almost frustrated in a sense to continue their previous conversation. Her hand rose up to touch the chime on the side, to let him know that she was out there. After a moment, the door suddenly whisked open to reveal Jimin shirtless and hair sopping wet. His face had been dark until he realized who it was behind the door.

Almost immediately, his face brightened as he stepped aside to let her in. Nyala walked in, curious about what all he had set up in the small area. She hadn’t gotten to know much about everyone since getting aboard but was slowly starting to figure things out about each of them. In particular, Jimin. He was usually quiet and helpful but also possessed a playful streak that came out when dealing with Jungkook or Jin. Yoongi was much like a guardian, one who hid behind his tough exterior to protect the others. She realized that but it was taken entirely too far and it was what caused the fracture in their relationship now. Jimin looked a bit tired but hid everything well, too well in fact. She also noticed that underneath the clothes, there were patterns across his body that if not looked at properly--they would have been mistaken for another type of tattoos.

No, they were old scars.

They etched along his body, across his chest. She had to wonder what all happened to him to receive such extensive procedures? She sat down on his bed, eyes watching him as he walked to take a towel from a cabinet to dry his hair off with. It was a comfortable silence between them as they just existed in that space. It wasn’t until he came and sat beside her, allowing himself to just feel in that moment. With all that had been going on, neither one of them had the opportunity to stop for a moment. Even in their supercharged meeting, it was one that surprised the both of them after they had a few moments by themselves.

They had only known each other for a short while but it also felt like forever.

Yoongi stared out into space, the inky blackness of the void that actually went on forever. The spattering of stars that streaked by as they were in Subspace. It looked no different from actual space but one could see the beautiful colors of the ionized particles as it washed over the ship. It was soft and comforting, along with the gentle hum of the ship as it flew through it. He’d almost missed it all but the thing that he missed the most was the refreshing feeling of not having to worry about the layers between them and the vacuum of space. To be able to breathe the air without thinking about their life support systems. He supposed it was something he took for granted while being planetside, with an atmosphere that was in full effect and not subject to fail should anything drastic happen.

Of course, that could be said of things planetside but that was there. Safe and able to breathe comfortably but there? It was all canned and wrapped in metal waiting to be destroyed.

“Cold be heart and hand and bone. Cold be travelers far from home.”

“Well damn, if you’re cold then get a blanket. I won’t tell.”

Yoongi was surprised when he was answered by the one person that he didn’t want near him right then. Vairuit's voice was light in amusement but still held the gritty undertones that befitted her nature. He could see his reflection in the glass, his eyes narrowing in response to her unwelcome appearance. He said nothing as he just simply tried to ignore her but he already knew that she wouldn’t just go away that easily. Finally, he just turned to her and said nothing--hoping that she would just take the hint.

“Still got your everything in a twist? Jeez, do all of your kind get like this? You’re kinda worse than someone’s clingy ex.”

Yoongi was definitely better than someone’s clingy ex and the remark made him puff up a little. Why was it that every time she spoke to him, it was like nails dragging along his skin? She was suddenly standing beside him, looking out of the window as well with a sigh. He stared at her for a good, long minute as he decided on what he should do. If she was insisting on riling him up, then he would have none of it as he vehemently wished to stay in his own world. One where upon realizing that he was in full control over and not subject to the whims of the universe. He’d been doing that for so long that he had forgotten what it was like to have others around him, other than Jimin.

He should probably apologize to him but once his feelings were done being stepped on, then he would do so.

“You know, you got some amount of willpower to keep up that facade of yours. You clearly want to have that connection with someone like Jimin and Nyala but you’re just a damn child when it comes to that. That family complex again, isn’t it?”

“Look , you have no idea what my past is like. Yeah, I guess I do have a family complex because when you come from a royal family like mine and you practically did everything for them--to please them? Only for shit to go down and you’re tossed away like nothing ever mattered at all? The fact that they never cared at all and even made attempts to kill you when you didn’t fit their needs? How fucked is that, to live decades like that? Our race is known for our psionic abilities but with those abilities, you can really fuck with someone’s head.”

He turned back to the window, his anger simmering but not yet exploding. Maybe it was because he was letting go of some of the crap that had been in his bloodstream for years. Just by speaking it out loud, letting it float away into the void. He wasn’t giving up his guarded stance but without him realizing it, the cracks in his wall were beginning to show to her. And she saw them as clear as day. The want and need to be accepted or loved by someone but afraid to be used like that again.

“You come from a warrior family. Granted, they probably didn’t care for the path you chose but you chose it from your own will. I chose mine out of survival, out of the fact that if I didn’t--I would have died and I’m not about to die now. There’s something out there that’s been calling out to me and I intend to find out what it is.” Yoongi didn’t even look at her but the window forced him to do so in another way. Her reflection showed that she was sporting a grin on her face, triumphant about something.

“Well, there’s something I’d never thought I’d see. Yoongi, you big old softie under those spikes. You’re like a crab and I think I like it.”

Her fingers traced along the scars, almost white from the years spent healing over. One could have gotten that fixed with the technology those days but for some reason, Jimin chose to keep them. It was almost like someone had tore him apart and placed him back together again but with different parts. His hand reached up and took hers, the big eyes of his shining like he already knew what she was thinking.

“Yes, I wasn’t always like this.”

“Hey mamá! I heard this really cool sound today!”

He held up an old device, one that some spacers called a radio and shook it for her to see. The woman, whose hair fell beyond her waist, reached down and took the device from the child. She held it up to her ear and the static garbled loudly but one could hear the most intricate tone from inside of it. It was almost like music and her little one was able to identify it, a genius in the making.

She smiled at him and ruffled his hair, the clasps of the traditional Mogwai on his ears. She always said that his nose bridge ridges were the cutest of all the land. He grinned up at her, giggling at the affection as he shied away from it. The little boy blushed at his mother praised him for such a feat. He was still so young yet so very bright and colorful for the world, always sensing the needs of others. Yet, it was his nightmares that scared her the most. The way that he would scream and plead for them not to take anyone. She watched him take the old radio and scamper off into the distance, the golden fields on which they lived by. He truly was one of a kind, his ability to secrete the toxin used by his race--it came about so early in him as well as the visions. Some ancients said that because of their unique ability, it connected them to something higher and even times that they could sense.

Their race was one of technology and science but even that peaceful life could change. Her son had already foreseen it.

Jimin turned Nyala around, his hands finding the spots on her back and kneaded ever so slightly. He hummed while he massaged her back, the sound reverberating through his chest. His ability came out through the pads of his fingers, his will allowing it to do so as he put pressure onto the knots that had formed. She sighed, the muscles relaxing under his strength. The type of strength that had been acquired through all the Frankenstein ideology of the people that he had been serving under. He remembered how he lost his temper and nearly broke the table, the feeling of shame washed over him again.

It was everything over the past few days that was finally catching up with him.

“Nyala, I am sorry for the other day. I should have controlled myself better.”

“Do not do that to yourself. I could have said no and we all know it.” She turned around, making him stop what he was doing to look at him. Her own hand reached out to touch his face, to have the cheek fit perfectly into her hand. She didn’t care what had happened to him, just as long as he was fine now. They all had their stories, their woes and their own scars--it would only be a matter of time before they were all comfortable talking about them all.

The Pirates came.

And with them, the raiders attacked. The selfish beings that allowed the raiders to take control and capitalize on their golden lands. They had refused to do business with the Pirates and because of that, things changed. Their peaceful lands were invaded and destroyed on both fronts. They had been so far away from Federation space that they had made due with what they were given. As much as they had helped other species, not a single one came to help them.

Jimin was snatched up, screaming and biting the one that had him. His mother reached out for him, to hold him one last time but a shot sounded and blood poured out of her chest. The little boy’s eyes were round as saucers, watching that unfold before him. He screamed, fighting even more ferociously in return. When he woke up, the fires were gone and he was on a cold ship--dark and silent as he was surrounded by metal. There were others there of his kind but no one talked, they had just given up. They told him that it would be best if he would do the same, a little boy that was now lost in space.

#btswriterscollective #btswriterscorner #hyunglinenetwork #mknlinenet #ficswithluv #bts #bts fanfction #bts fanfic #thebiasrekkers presents #edge of forever #space!au #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #park jimin #jeon jungkook

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himbofreddynewandyke · 5 years ago

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Ok this is complete #blasphamy and creamiscle will always be my ship, but I can't stop thinking about a Freddy/Eddie/Vic threesome

Vic's the one who orchestrates it, near the beginning right after the name scene before Freddy gets to know Larry, Vic and eddie are in bed after sex, and Vic's like, “so who's the skinny kid, Mr Orange”, and Eddie’s like, “some guy, petty dealer, we’ve never worked with him before but he came with a good referral”, and Vic's like, “I just know the kid's a fag, you see those looks he was throwing your dad's friend, try and get him here”, and eddie's unsure, he and vic have had threesomes with women in the past (where they both had to pretend they were only into her and not also each other) but this just seems different to him.

But Vic keeps pushing him so Eddie invites Orange back to Eddie's place in the guise of it being a business thing, and Freddy's secretly shitting himself b/c obvs Eddie is second in command and the Cabot heir so the LAPD wants him almost as much as Joe, plus Blonde is just intimidating (even if Freddy thinks he's kinda hot, god why does he find dominate men so sexy, keep it down newandyke, don't let your fag out, just do the job, you're super cool)

And when he gets there Eddie leads him into an office and Blonde's there, and Eddie starts going over the heist but Blonde keeps touching Freddy, not overtly at first just a hand on his shoulders and then both on his waist for a couple seconds to move him over a bit, and Freddy's freaking out, why's he doing this, Eddie doesn't even seem to notice that Blonde's manhandling him right in front of him. And Vic's just getting bolder now and is standing behind Freddy and running his hands down Freddy's side then thighs then over his crotch and pressing down on it, and this is right in front of Eddie who doesn't even blink and just continues talking about the job, and then when he finishes what he's saying, Blonde whispers in Freddy's ear "I think you'd better thank Mr Cabot here, hm?" and forces Freddy to his knees.

And Freddy's thinking, oh god oh shit they've figured it out I'm undercover, they were both fucking with me and now they're gonna shoot me in the head execution style, but Eddie kinda goes "Vic ..." in a voice he often uses to tell Vic to dial it down a bit, and Vic just shrugs n pulls Freddy up by his shirt (god god jesus he shouldn't find it so hot how easy it is for this guy to manhandle him) and freddy's thinking, "what's going on, maybe my covers not blown, maybe I'm gonna live after all" and then Vic pushes him towards Eddie slightly and suddenly Eddie's lips are on his and they're making out and he hadn’t thought about Eddie that way (tho he'd had a few good wanks over that mr white guy) but it's been ages since he's been kissed or even touched and Eddie's a good kisser, he finds himself opening his mouth slightly and deepening the kiss, and Jesus Fuck he's kissing Eddie fucking Cabot and then he sees Vic lean over his shoulder and nudge his head out of the way and then Vic and Eddie are kissing and a few other things are starting to click into place for Freddy, he's part turned on and part massively relieved this office isnt going to be his murder scene.

So Vic and Eddie lead him to Eddie's bedroom, and the bed is huge and Eddie lays down at the head of it with his head propped on a pillow while Vic kisses Freddy, he has to lean down to do so lololol, and Vic started undressing Freddy while making out with him, and Freddy''s kinda weak at the knees coz even if Blonde still scares him the submissive part of him would let him do anything, then Vic's talking to Eddie, "I Wanna see him blow you" and Eddie rolls his eyes and says, "Vic he's a person not a plaything, ask him", and Vic turns to Freddy and cups his face in his hand and says in this soft voice (that still sounds dangerous to Freddy) "you wanna blow Eddie baby, you wanna suck him while I watch?" n having his face being caressed and being talked to like that brings Freddy down into a sort of subspace and he nods and then hes on all fours on the bed over Eddie's legs, sucking his dick, and he can feel Blonde's hands on his back encouraging him, moving up to rubbing between his shoulder blades, and then Blonde's hand on the back of his head, pushes him down a bit and Freddy chokes, and Eddie says "Vic" in That Voice again and pushes Vic's hands off Freddy. and vic just lays on his side next to them after that watching them intently.

After Freddy makes Eddie come (he swallows it with both of them watching, which he usually does anyway, but he gets a feeling with these two like he doesnt have much choice in the matter), they all just kinda have their hands all over each other, and despite his reservations and still being scared, Freddys loving the attention from two guys at once, two pairs of hands touching him unpredictably, at one point eddie's sucking his neck and playing with one of his nipples while Vic's teasing the other nipple between his teeth, he’s embarrassed at how much he’s moaning and whining, and then Vic says to Eddie "wanna get him ready for me?" and Eddie rolls his eyes again and goes "ask HIM" and Vic does the same thing again, caressing the side of Freddys face and running his hand thru Freddy's hair and cooing "you want Eddie to get you ready for me to fuck you hm?" and Freddy nods and tries to say yes but hes feeling so out of his element and slightly embarrassed that he stutters twice trying to get it out, but Vics like "aw, you're cute" and moves Freddy so he's on his back with his head on the pillow where Eddie started off, and again Freddy finds it so hot yet disconcerting how easy it is for this guy to manipulate and move his body.

And then Vic's sucking at his neck and jaw and nips his earlob then his shoulder, it hurts a bit and Freddy thinks he even draws a bit of blood, but it feels so good, and he hears Eddie say "lift him up a bit" and feels Vics hands under his lower back lifting him up and pillow being slid under his arse to bring his hips up and then Eddie's fingers are in him, stretching him, Freddy feels overwhelmed with Eddie's fingers opening his arse while Vic has his mouth locked in a kiss that demands his full attention. And then Eddie beside them, pulling Vic's head away from freddy and towards him for a quick kiss, and Freddy barely has time to register it before Vic's between his legs, lifting them up, grabbing the lube that Eddie had tossed beside them and rubbing some over his cock, and then he's got the head of his dick pressed against Freddy's hole, he's sliding in slower and gentler than Freddy thought he would, even tho it still hurts coz his dick is in proportion to the rest of him, but he's not being nearly as rough as Freddy expected, running his hands down Freddy's sides, and it's starting to feel really good, Freddy’s letting out lil groans and gasps, he hasn't been fucked in a long time, the familiar pleasure-pain mix that he slightly hates himself for liking so much.

After a while Vic starts to speed up, grabbing his hips and doing some sharp shallow thrusts, laughing when Freddy whimpers, "oh you are cute, kid", he's leaning over freddy now, his arms on either side of Freddy's head, sucking his neck, nipping him, and Freddy doesnt feel like he could say anything, ask him not to leave marks.

Vic's not really looking at him, just staring down at where their bodies are meeting so Freddy closes his eyes for a bit, just trying to stop his thoughts and enjoy the fuck. He can hear Vic talking with Eddie and then Blonde's thrusts start to stutter a bit, he hears him say something like "god Eddie ... Eddie", Freddy opens his eyes and Blonde's still above him but is looking behind himself, he starts to stop a few times then presses deeper into Freddy, and hisses "Eddie..." again, and Freddy realises with a jolt that Eddie's inside Blonde, fucking him while he’s fucking Freddy, and Eddie starts sharply thrusting and Freddy can see his hands moving around Blonde's waist and stomach, every time Eddie thrusts it just drives Vic even deeper into Freddy.

Freddy's whimpering a bit, and Vic laughs and goes "god this guy's noisy" and Freddy feels embarrassed, he sees Vic turn his head and meet Eddie for a kiss, and Freddy desperately wants someone to kiss him, but doesn't want to ask for it, and doesn't want it to be from either of them.

Vic grabs Freddys dick and starts jerking him, making Freddy groan some more and Vic's like "yeah, you like that don't you baby, you love having my thick cock in you, hm?" and Freddy likes the dirty talk and feeling dominated, but he also feels slightly weird, Eddie's arms are around Blonde and he's kissing his neck and Freddy feels so so full yet bizarrely empty, like he's just a prop for Blonde and Eddie's lovemaking.

Vic turns and kisses Eddie again, then gives his attention back to Freddy, and is teasing him, "I wanna fuck you from behind next time ... have you on your hands and knees, or bent over Eddie's desk. Maybe we could even fuck you on Joe's desk one day hm, would you like that baby? You'd like me fucking you hard over Joe Cabot's desk, wouldn't you, but if we made a mess you'd have to lap it all up" and Eddie makes a noise behind Vic that he definitely does NOT approve of that idea and he slams into Vic hard and Vic grunts but he's still grinning widely, and god Freddy shouldn't find his fucked up dirty talk as hot as he does, but its no more fucked up than this whole situation is already.

#reservoir dogs #my post #idk how to write an ending #*pulp voice* i dont know why but i had to end it somewhere. so it ended there

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