#he will dom me and then minutes later he’s begging me to take care of him

[forggywrites]

So I started talking to this guy a few days ago, and putting aside the fact that he’s incredibly talented, funny, likes things I like, and is interested in me, he has THE ASMR anime guy voice. So in combination with having one of the hottest voices I’ve ever heard, he properly genders me AND ASKED ABOUT WHAT I LIKED SMEXY TIME WISE. He asked what I want him to call certain parts of my body, he asked what nicknames I liked, AND HE SINGS TO ME WHEN WE’RE TALKING ON THE PHONE.

I don’t know what I did, but I have finally been blessed with the perfect man, I sincerely hope I don’t fuck this up 🙏

[jkslipppiercing]

Needy | jjk oneshot

♡ summary: your boyfriend often helps you set up for your weekly girls' night...what happens when he gets needy for you only 15 minutes before your girl friends arrive?

♡ pairing: boyfriend!jungkook, dom!jk.

♡ genre: smut, smut, aaaand- you guessed it- smut!

♡ warnings: pure filth, pwp, oral (f receiving), he eats her out, he fucks her from behind, overstimulation, squirting, choking, praise, begging, uh what else- spanking, dirty talk, cursing, creampie, raw sex, penetration, he's basically obsessed with her ass.

♡ WC: 3.2K.

♡ a/n: this is my first time experimenting with smut, so bear with me. please please please never hesitate to share your thoughts about my works with me, constructive criticism is very appreciated, since it helps me write better, and especially if what im writing is for you to read- it would help me to know what you think!

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you place your hands on your hips and settle your gaze on the scene before you.

at least fifty fluffy pillows are thrown all over fuzzy bean bags that occupy the whole space in the livingroom- save for the couch that sits in the middle, faced with the TV.

you're already in your silk PJs, a silk set of shorts- that are above thigh- and a shirt. drinks, beers, and shot glasses are neatly positioned on the table, along with millions of other snacks scattered all over the place.

Jungkook usually prepares the food and snacks like popcorn, chips, and natchos while you take care of the setup with the pillows, beanbags, and blankets.

it's fifty fifty.

every saturday night, jiho and yejun- your girlfriends- get dropped off at yours for a disastrous girl's night where drinks are exchanged and secrets are spilled.

in the meantime, jungkook heads out of the apartment and to his mates'- yoongi and taehyung, respectively jiho and yejun's boyfriends- for what he calls a "mature hangout" which is anything but.

you know for a fact they play video games and gossip about all three of their girlfriends.

speaking of your boyfriend, he waltzes into the living room, two bowls of popcorn stacked on top of each other in one hand and a plate of nachos in the other.

he sets them down on the table and turns to you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him rather abruptly.

you squeal, laughing when he wiggles his brows at you playfully before nuzzling his nose with yours.

you wrap your hands around his neck, putting your forehead to his.

soft locks of his hair meet your fingertips in a familiar caress, used to your touch.

your nails gently stroke Jungkook's scalp as he hums in satisfaction, his eyes shutting closed as he relishes your proximity.

"thank you."

"I already told you before, you dont need to thank me, sweetheart."

"i do, though."

"but i dont even do much."

"you do more than enough."

"it's the bare minimum. i wish i could offer more."

"shut up and accept my thanks, dumbass."

he chuckles and you pull away.

seconds later, you find yourself away from Jungkook's arms and frowning at the table, leaning down to fix the placement of the bowls Jungkook had just brought in.

"Kook! You got them wrong again! i always tell you, popcorn, natchos, popco-"

you feel a sharp slap on your ass, followed by a hushed curse.

"fuck."

you straighten, your jaw almost hitting the floor.

you were leaning down wearing short shorts, not paying attention of the possibility of flashing Jungkook. Your ass must've been on full display- scratch that- it was.

turning around, you take in the intensity of his gaze.

the earlier playfulness is long gone, replaced with cloudy chocolate eyes, hooded with something you were always able to identify- lust.

"did you just-"

he pulls you by the waist, catching you by surprise, yet again.

he looks at you in a way that quite literally has you melting, but you cant deny, youve never been wetter.

you can feel your arousal through your panties, only resulting from the mini spank delivered mere seconds ago.

"you're sexy in silk." his husky voice travels over your senses and sends them into overdrive.

just when you thought the situation couldnt get any hotter, his palms trace from your waist down to your ass.

he palms the soft tissue before squeezing it, hard.

your eyes shut immediately as you bite your lip.

his hand retracts only to land on your ass shortly after, sending a jolt of pain through your being and setting you alight with pleasure.

you gasp, incapable of making any other sound.

"bend over."

"w-what- right now?!"

"dont let me repeat myself, Y/N."

"but the girls will be here in fifteen minutes!"

"fifteen minutes is more than enough for me to make you cum more than twice."

more than twice?

dont mind if i do.

the pool of heat in your lower belly grows hotter under his gaze.

this man must be insane.

"go on." he steps away, willing you to get into the position.

you comply, bending over the armrest of the couch and stabilizing yourself on your palms.

"are you sure this is a good idea-" another spark of pain, from your ass cheek aiming to your pussy.

fuck.

you're silenced by the spank, and so, you dont say anything else. you just let the man behind you do his thing. not that you mind...

you can feel his presence behind you, and you're almost begging him to touch you until he hooks his fingers into the band of your shorts and tugs them down.

"i love your ass so fucking much." ...and another spank.

his words leave you breathless. you always knew how talented jungkook was with using his mouth, and he proves you right when he moves the string of the thong you're wearing to the side. he latches his mouth onto your pussy, eliciting a loud exhale from you.

you were never the type to scream your lungs out at the lightest touch, but you're also not hard to please, either.

at first, he works with a few nibbles and sucks on your opening, groaning into your entrance approvingly. he only gets a few gasps from you in return.

his hands are planted on your ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he dives in even deeper.

he surprises you when he pulls away, making you whine in protest but before you can straighten-

"don't move." he says from between your legs. "spread your legs wider for me, baby."

holy shit, this man is going to be the absolute death of you.

you can feel your pussy clenching around nothing at the dirty words, and you grow more achingly weak by the second.

when you do spread your legs, his tongue licks at you, but from a different angle. he switched his position so his butt is sitting on the ground beneath you, his back pressed to the couch. he grabs your hips and pulls you down to him, licking up your arousal from clit to opening then back again.

"so wet. for me?"

you hum in agreement.

it's true.

all for him.

he's no longer testing the waters, taking your clit in his mouth.

he sucks on it, causing you to moan.

you shamelessly moan at the action, but then he adds a finger.

and after he adds another finger, he moans into your pussy, sending vibrations through your body and fogging up your brain.

your mind is clouded, only focusing on the man between your legs, eating your pussy out like a hungered man.

he moves his fingers, slowly at first. you relish the delicious stretch his long fingers offer, moaning in appreciation.

it starts slow, but then his pace grows faster, snatching your breath away with it.

he's still nibbling on your clit, making your head swim.

your moans grow louder when he hits a spot with his fingers, and your mouth hangs open at the sensation.

"think you can handle another finger?" he rasps beneath you.

"please." a husky, breathless plea is all you can muster in this situation.

"please what?" he demands.

he adds another finger, making you take all three at once. he rubs your clit with his thumb, and all your thoughts are thrown out the window. you simply cant think.

his hand makes harsh contact with your ass cheek in a rough slap, doing an amazing job is heightening your pleasure.

"answer the question, y/n." his tone is dark, commanding you to reply, but you simply cant.

"oh, god!" you let out a high pitched moan when he curls all three of his fingers, knowing how to push all your buttons.

he knows. he's mapped out every inch by inch of your body, so you wouldnt be surprised if he reached certain spots even you wouldnt be able to reach.

you know that because you've tested that theory for yourself.

and you were right.

the man is a god at giving mind-blowing orgasms.

"beg for it." is all he says before he goes knuckles deep into you, basically abusing your hole. but it feels too good for you to argue, not that you want to.

he latches back on to your clit, and his fingers remain unrelenting at a fast speed.

"please, please, please!" you chant in a desperate moan for a release.

"Kook!" and right then and there, your orgasm hits you like a train and you tense. the euphoria is injected into your veins, mind-numbing you.

"that's it, baby." Jungkook coaxes you through it, pulling his fingers out to replace them with his tongue. he laps up your arousal, not wasting a single drop.

"you taste divine."

you just came, but now you want more.

Jungkook stands, leaning down to get ahold of you. you were hit with such a strong orgasm that you slumped forward in the midst of it, face planting on the couch like jello.

he hugs you from behind and you arch into him, feeling his erection.

he holds your body with one hand, grabbing your jaw and turning your face to him with the other.

you plant your lips onto his own soft ones, humming in contentment.

"thank you."

"we're no where near done for you to thank me, sweetheart."

you wouldnt come out alive.

"one more wouldnt hurt, right?" you say as if you're trying to convince yourself, aiming the words at you more than him.

he laughs, a deep rumble erupting from his chest. "we'll see."

what in bloody hell is that supposed to mean?!

the hand once holding your jaw now slithered down to your neck, claiming you as his. he pushes your hair to the side, tucking his head into the crook of your neck to place a few kisses there.

he takes your shirt off, your bra going right after as you're left naked for him to play with you.

he chokes you lightly, inhaling your scent as the other hand travels down to cup your pussy.

you're left breathless, even more so when he pinches your clit.

"who does this belong to?" he rasps into your ear, the sound so sexy it sends jolts of arousal through your spine, pooling down to wet slick between your legs.

"you." you mumble under your breath.

he slaps your pussy and you moan, arching your back and grinding back onto him.

"louder."

"you!" you desperately grind on his hand, only for a bit of friction.

"that's right." he snuggles into your shoulder, hand still on your neck as the other teases your entrance. "good girl."

your hands are clutching onto the arm rest for dear life, growing weak. your schest in heaving, and you might explode from all the hormones you're feeling right now.

Jungkook lets go of you, and you hear sounds of clothes shuffling which makes you look over your shoulder to meet his eyes just as he's unbuckling his belt, shirt off, chains on.

you're salivating.

"like what you see?"

he knows he's hot. smug bastard.

you only spread your legs wider as a response, putting your wet entrance on full display only for him to see.

you see him curse under his breath before he crosses the distance between you in a few strides, grabbing you by the neck to kiss you.

his tongue delves into your mouth, roaming, exploring, and dominating all it wants.

again, not that you mind.

seeing no reason in dragging this out any longer, the head of jungkook's cock nudges against your entrance, having you weak at the knees.

you moan into his mouth and he smiles into the kiss, always loving how responsive you are to his actions.

he pins one of his hands down on your hips, keeping you in place as he holds his cock with the other.

he guides it to your pussy, gliding it up and down your slick, causing your knees to waves everytime he nudges it with your clit.

"you ready for me?"

"please." is not even a coherent answer to his question, and he knows that because he chuckles at your neediness.

it started out with him convincing you to fuck him because of his neediness, and here you are now, begging for his cock.

he enters you with just the tip, testing the waters at first.

this isnt the first time you've had sex with jungkook. it's just that he needs to give you time every time because you just never got used to his size.

hes just so fucking big.

he enters you with another inch, then one after another until he bottoms out.

he groans at your warmth and your mouth hangs open at both the sound and the stretch.

"so fucking tight. all for me."

"all for you." you dont recognize your voice. all out of breath and high pitched, but jungkook loves it. he loves to hear you moan and writhe beneath him.

he stays there for a couple of seconds, letting you accommodate to his length.

he leans forward to take your tits in his hand, rolling the pebbled peaks between his thumb and index which makes your breath hitch. he toys with your breasts, kissing your shoulder from behind as he begins to move.

"mmm, fuck." is all he says before he moves his hips, gently. he knows when to be rough when it comes to sex, which causes him to speed up when all you do is breathe loudly.

it's like he has it as his mission to make you moan for him. for his ego.

and you do, because one minute, jungkook is being all lovey-dovey and slow with you, and the other, his hips are snapping into your at an incredibly high speed.

he leans back and grabs you by the hips, only to ball your hair into his fist and tug on it harshly. your hands are back on the armrest, desperately holding on.

he's fucking you relentlessly, groaning deeply at your tightness when you clench harder around him.

his groans are answered with high moans and pleas, and Jungkook speaks, his voice so full of restraint.

"look in front of you, y/n." and that's when you realize that you can see your reflection in the window.

you can see how Jungkook is manhandling you and take you from behind, and that does nothing but push you even closer to your climax.

"Jungkook!"

"can you see it?" he rasps out breathlessly. "can you see how well you take my cock, baby?"

"fuck!" there goes the second orgasm.

"cum for me." it barrels down on you and weighs you down even more than the first, tiring you out.

Jungkook's hand leaves your hair and grabs you by the neck, pulling you even more back to him and arching your back.

that position is the only thing keeping you from slumping forward and face planting onto the couch.

Jungkook thrusts just once, causing you to whimper out of overstimulation.

"i cant. i'm sorry, Jungkook. maybe you can fuck my mouth instead-"

"you did well."

"huh?"

"but you can do better."

hell no you cant-

he rubs your clit, still buried ball's deep inside of you.

the clit stimulation makes you relax a little bit, and maybe you can try.

"okay." you muster out a small confirmation which he gladly takes, except this time, he's anything but gentle.

Jungkook goes faster than he did before, ramming into you from behind but still rubbing your clit.

he squeezes your throat and leaves you little to no space to breathe, then loosens his hold after a couple of seconds.

he fucks you so hard you see stars, sounds of skin slapping against each other filling the room. his balls slap against your pussy, and it just feels divine.

your ass must be red by now, and you just cant breathe.

and then, you're hit with a sensation like never before. you cant see, cant breathe, cant hear, cant speak. a throaty scream snatches out of your throat and this orgasm is like none of the ones you've experienced before.

"you can take it." fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"fuck, kook!"

"yeah, baby? you like the way i fuck you so hard you forget your name?"

"thank you, thank you, thank you-" you're screaming, helpless. he's rubbing your clit, fucking you animalistically, tugging on your hair, and you can see it all in the reflection. you can feel his love for you.

the overstimulation doesnt make you uncomfortable, it makes you breathless.

he slaps your ass and smiles at the handprint.

shortly after, Jungkook curses under his breath and cums, "take it all." he thrusts into you through his orgasm, and when he's done, he pulls out and admires the masterpiece he created.

his cum mixed with yours oozes out of your pussy, and he plays with it, getting the mess all over his fingers.

you turn around just in time to see him suck his fingers clean, maintaining eye contact as he moans in satisfaction.

instead of feeling embarrassed, you step closer to him and kiss him. you both smile into it as you can taste yourself and him on his tongue, which feels amazing.

it feels euphoric.

you pull away, slightly cringing at the slick wetness you feel all over your thighs, which makes you confused.

"did i pee or something?" you say, perplexed, as you look at jungkook, which snorts in response.

"no, baby, you squirted." he gestures to his own lower abdomen, signaling the mess you made all over him. "you did it all over me, too. it was hot as hell."

you've never squirted before.

thats enough proof that he really did go all out this time.

wow.

when you look to the ground, seemingly embarrassed about it, he hooks his finger under your chin and makes you look up to meet his eyes.

"nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart." his eyes alone speak volumes. the man loves you more than himself.

"just proof that i fucked you well." he wiggles his brows, making you laugh.

you hug him in response, but then you remember...

"oh my god! the girls! i totally forgot!" you go to take a step forward, but wobble and almost fall instead.

jungkook immediately grabs you by the waist, stablizing you and pulling you to him.

"easy there, you're gonna hurt yourself." he says smugly, knowing he's the reason that's got you so sore.

"i should probably call them and make sure-"

"i already texted yejun saying you had a fever and cant get up from bed." he says a little too quickly.

he did what?

"you did what?!" youre so puzzled right now. "but why?"

"do you think i'm gonna leave you here after literally ruining you just to hangout with my mates?" he raises his brows, a frown tugging them together when he pins you down with a hard stare.

"plus, you need to shower, and you cant do that alone-" he smiles, his bunny teeth showing. "you need me to help." he wiggles his brows yet again, and you catch onto the implication a little too quickly.

there's no way you're surviving a second round in the shower...

right?!

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[finsplurtz]

high fever — yuuji.itadori

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! yuuji itadori

— contents : sick yuuji who also gets u sick , coming untouched , cock warming , dirty talk , gently slow sex , he’s kinda stupid idk tho

warnings : probably scary for germaphobes.. overall super cute

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

Imagine feverish just SICK Yuji with a bad fever who’s all sweaty and grunting every now and then who can’t keep his hands off you..

like he’s touching you all over your body and for some reason extremely craving your dick

“just for a little yuu-chi…” you’re like hesitant and ask him not to kiss you or get TOO close cause you don’t wanna get sick…

yeah you forget your own rules when he sits on your cock, fully taking you like a good boy. He’s just cock warming you, he’s panting but too exhausted to move himself.

you realize he doesn’t move or anything.. “yuu…what’s wrong..?” his head rested on your chest completely ignoring your question.

you let out a breath and relax bringing your hand to gently stroke Yuji’s pink hair. Then you bring it back down to his chin and lift his head to look at him clearer. He’s still all sweaty and panting, half lidded tired eyes fighting to stay open.

“hehe so cute…” you’re beating yourself up so you don’t give in and kiss him yet next thing ya know you’re gently kissing the boy who just moans in your mouth.

you don’t have to move or even touch him, some dirty talk and his dick’s twitching.

“that’s what you want..hm..? want me to fuck you right…” you say thru kisses while he’s whining and nodding in return. “but you’re all sick..sure you can handle it..~?” you’re like babying him and edging him by telling him you’ll fuck him properly over and over again.

keep talking to him like that and tracing your finger over his body and he’ll give you a sharp gasp and cum will shoot out of his dick as he pants like a dog, tongue sticking out and everything

“coming untouched…hm…?” You smile at his cute embarrassed self before kissing him even more, passionately and slowly, gently lifting him up and fucking him at a slow pace.

he gets loud easily and he’s super sensitive wherever you touch him, he’s also super eager to kiss you like he will keep his hands on your neck or jaw and pull you in for as many kisses as he wants. looks you dead in the eyes and gets louder and louder to the point where you have to take a break and remind him that you guys have fussy neighbors.

his body gets warmer by the minute and you start to worry, you start to stimulate him from the front and jerk him off to get him to cum quicker, you have to kiss him to stifle his loud pleas to stop and then he cums one more time. you slowly pull out of him and place him on the bed and he won’t let go of you.

“but…you didn’t get to..” gives you sad eyes that are begging you to use him to get off. you reassure him you’ll be okay and get him under hella blankets and place a nice cold damp towel on his forehead. you do rub one out in the bathroom later don’t worry

next morning you wake up feeling like shit with a terrible fever and yuji who feels better offers to take care of you but before he does. he makes you cum a couple times. a thanks for the day before:)

a/n; just had a thought yesterday…. pls save hi

[minniesmutt]

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     Minho wasn’t unaware that the women in his office stared at him like a piece of meat. He passed by them every day when he walked in and heard their whispers. They truly sucked at whispering. And even for such a large company, office gossip got around very quickly. 

     He always ignored them, he didn’t care what they thought about him. He just walked to his desk with two coffees, sat, and got to work. Checking over his boss’s schedules for the day and any notes left on his desk after he left last night. Ears perked up when he heard everyone else greeting their CEO when she walked in. He looked up from his computer as Y/n greeted her employees.

     “Morning Ms. L/n,” He greeted as he stood with her cup of coffee

     “Good morning Mr. Lee,” Y/n smiled and thanked him for the coffee, “Anything important on my schedule today?” 

     Minho grabbed his tablet and coffee, following her into her office, “Just a board meeting after lunch ma’am,” Minho said as he closed her office door behind him.

     “Alright,” Y/n sighed, setting her coffee and bag down on her desk, “Thank you Minho.” Y/n smiled

     Minho nodded and headed back to his desk. Busing himself answering emails and phone calls. It was the weekend so the office wasn’t super busy. Everyone mainly taking it easy till clock out time. Minho was happy the time was flying by today. 

     Around lunch, he heard his phone ping. He turned the screen on a saw a message

Y/n: free tonight?

     Minho smiled as he leaned back in his chair 

Minho: depends. Why are you asking? Y/n: just seeing if you want to come over to mine after we're off for dinner Minho: I’m free Y/n: see you after work then.  Minho: technically, I see you in a few minutes to go over your meeting material  Y/n: 🙄

     It was odd. Talking to his boss, and hiding it from the office. Though it was very easy for them to hide it. They were in their own little world most of the time. But he had some concerns at first. He knew HR would be on his ass if they found out. 

     If it wasn’t for Jisung and Felix setting them up on a blind date, he’d just be her secretary. And if he hadn’t convinced her that it was fine and that they were outside of work. Now almost a few months later they were doing alright. 

     “Hey, Minho!” One of the ladies in the office called. He looked up at her as he set his phone down. Truly, he didn’t know her name. 

     “Yeah?” he asked 

     “If you’re not busy tonight, would you want to grab some drinks with me?” She was so hopeful 

     “I already have plans for tonight,” Minho told her

     “Oh, that’s okay. Maybe another time?”

     “No thanks,” Minho stood up and grabbed his tablet and phone before standing up. 

     He didn’t say another word and headed to Y/n’s office. Knocking on the door before walking in.

      Y/n looked up from her computer as he shut the door, offering a smile as he took a seat with a sigh. 

     “You alright?” Y/n asked him

     “Fine,” Minho answered 

     Y/n got up and leaned against her desk in front of him, “Not asking as your boss.”

     “We’re at work,” he reminded her

     “In my office,” Y/n added

     “Just office stuff,” he told her, grabbing her hand and running his thumb over her knuckles, “Got asked out is all.”

     “Someone finally made a move out there?”

     “So you know about the office gossip.”

     “I like knowing things,” Y/n shrugged, “Back to work. We can talk about it more later.”

     Minho rolled his eyes and went over the details for her meeting then walked down to the room with her. Sitting and taking notes. Just doing his job while the meeting ran on. Barely recognizing the meeting had ended until the sound of chairs brought his attention back.

      He locked his tablet and let out a small sigh. Quietly standing from his chair.

     “Email me the meeting notes, would you Minho?” Y/n asked as she picked up her things. 

     “Yes. I’ll send them over as soon as I can,” Minho assured her as they made their way out of the meeting room to their respective desks.

     Working for the next few hours on little things. No company deadlines to meet this month which made everything easier. 

      Minho was about to wrap up for the day when his phone vibrated on the desk

Y/n: Rain check tonight? Minho: something come up? Y/n: Issue with one of the branch managers 🙄 HR wants me to hope on a Zoom meeting to talk about it Minho: that bad the CEO needs to hop on the call? Y/n: We’re still a pretty small company Min. It’s happened before  Minho: How about I cook tonight? Just come over once your meeting is over. Y/n: you cooked last time 😞 Minho: and you loved it so I'll cook again. it’s no big deal.  Y/n: are you sure? Minho: I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t Y/n: Okay. thank you min Minho: no problem. I’ll see you after your meeting 

     Minho packed up his stuff and checked on Y/n before leaving for the day. Making his way to the store to pick up a few ingredients before heading home. 

     Taking care of the groceries before hopping in the shower to wash the day off. Putting on a plain t-shirt and some sweats then walking into the kitchen. Putting on a playlist while he cooked. Getting a bit of a head start before Y/n knocked on his door. 

     Minho cleaned off his hands before answering the door. Finding Y/n behind the door, in more house clothes than her business suit she had on at work. 

     “How’d your meeting go?” He asked as she stepped inside.

     “Pain in my ass,” Y/n sighed 

     “That bad?” Minho asked as he closed the door

     “Lot of denying of what he was doing over at the branch and saying he’ll sue,” Y/n sighed as she slipped her shoes off

      “I’m sorry,” Minho sympathized and wrapped her up in his arms. 

     “Just my job,” Y/n sighed, wrapping her arms around him

     “Want some wine while I finish cooking?” he asked

     “Yes please.” 

     Minho led her into the kitchen and poured them both a glass of wine before he went back to cooking. Steering the conversation away from work for the rest of the night ending up on the couch together watching a movie. His arm wrapped around her as she leaned into him. 

     “Thank you for cooking again tonight,” Y/n told him. 

     “Any time,” Minho told her

     Y/n looked up at him and smiled. Minho smiled back and laid his forehead on hers. “Wanna stay the night?” he asked 

     “Want me to stay the night?”

     “Not admitting that.”

     “I’d love to stay the night,” Y/n laughed

     Minho smiled and pulled her closer to him. Y/n smiled and cupped his face in her hands.

     “Can I kiss you?” Minho asked after a moment of silence between them 

     “Thought I told you you didn’t need to ask,” Y/n said

     Minho leaned in, capturing her lips between his. Their lips moved in sync as his hand dropped from her shoulder to her waist. Pulling her just slightly closer to him. 

     Y/n swung her leg over his lap and pulled herself on top of him and he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him. 

     Y/n pressed her lips back onto his as he kept a grip on her hips. Hands slipping down to her ass and grinding her against him. Y/n moaned into his mouth as her hands slipped into his hair, lightly tugging on the roots. 

     Minho ran his tongue over her bottom lip before pushing his tongue into her mouth. Y/n pushed her tongue against his, the two muscles dancing together between them before Y/n pulled away to catch her breath.

     Minho attached his lips to her neck, moving one hand from her ass to hold the back of her head. Tilting her head back a bit, allowing himself more room to work with. 

     “All mine,” Minho mumbled against her skin on instinct

     Y/n felt her body heat up as the words passed through her ears. There’d only been a few other times she and Minho had slept together but she’d never heard any possessiveness out of him— even though he warned her he was the possessive type. But the two little words did something to her. 

     “‘m yours,” Y/n moaned. 

     Y/n watched him pull back from her neck and looked up at her. “Yeah? My pretty kitten?” he smiled, watching her face flush ever so slightly 

     “Mhmm,” Y/n answered 

     “Be my girlfriend?” he asked, gently kissing the side of her neck 

     “Yes,” Y/n answered before he pulled her back down to his lips. His tongue found its place in her mouth again. 

     Y/n moaned into his mouth as his hands crept up her shirt. His warm hands gave her goosebumps. Y/n tipped his head back a bit, deepening the kiss. Minho smiled and dipped his fingers under the band of her bra before he pulled back from her lips to attach them to her neck again. 

     Y/n let out a soft moan as he gently sucked on the skin below her ear. Kissing the mask before moving down and adding another. 

     “Min,” Y/n whined as she pulled up the back of his shirt. 

     “Yeah, kitten?” he asked

     “Bed,” Y/n briefly said

     “Need daddy to pound you into his bed again?” 

     “Mhmm.”

     “Words, kitten.”

     “Yes. Please, Daddy.”

     “Good girl.”

     Minho grabbed her thighs and stood up with her. Y/n quickly wrapped herself around him as he smiled. Walking her to his room down the hall before pinning her down onto the bed. Grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling it over his head, tossing the material to the side. 

     Y/n smiled at him as he leaned back down and kissed her again. Moving one hand up her shirt again and cupping one of her breasts. Gently massaging the mound as his lips moved in sync with hers. 

     “Min,” Y/n whined against his lips 

     “Making you feel good, kitten?”

     “Mhmm.”

     Minho pulled away from her lips and sat up, “How about you strip for me? Let daddy see you, mhm?”

     Y/n eagerly stripped off her clothing, tossing it elsewhere in the room as her boyfriend watched her, palming his bulge through his gym shorts. Smiling as she laid back flat on the bed. 

     “So obedient,” Minho chuckled as used his free hand to gently rub over her clit as he got down on his stomach. Getting face to face with her cunt. 

     Y/n watched as his hands trailed up her body as he leaned in and tentatively licked her folds. Y/n let out a small moan as she grabbed his hands, guiding them up to her breasts. Feeling his lips wrap around her clit. 

     His hands gripped her breasts as he sucked on the bundle of nerves. Rubbing his thumbs over her nipples as he let his tongue roam over her clit and hole. Teasing her by dipping the tip in before pulling away and sitting up. 

     Y/n watched him sit up a bit before bringing a hand back down to her clit. Two fingers ran between her folds before he leaned down and let a glob of spit fall from his lips and onto her clit. Y/n jerked at the contact before he spread it over her. Dipping one finger into her. 

     Y/n arched her back slightly as he curled his finger up into her. Spreading her legs open more with his other hand. 

     “More, please.” Y/n begged 

     “Greedy kitty needs another finger in her?” Minho laughed yet complied. Pushing a second finger inside her. Feeling her clench around his fingers as he slowly worked her open. Leaning over her body before dipping his head down. Taking one of her nipples into his mouth. 

     Y/n wrapped her arms around his head and lightly tugged on his hair. “Fuck,” Y/n whined as his fingers barely grazed the soft spot inside her.

     Minho chuckled as he lightly bit her nipple before pulling away from her and releasing the bud. He lightly blew on the skin and watched it pebble. Minho smiled and gave the same treatment to the other nipple as his palm pressed against her clit, rubbing the bud ever so slightly. 

     Every single whine was music to Minho’s ears. Picking up his pace as her walls grasped his fingers before he felt her cum coat his fingers. “Good girl,” Minho praised her as she rode out her orgasm. 

     He kissed up her chest to her neck and pulled his fingers out of her. Hovering his fingers over her mouth. Y/n opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his fingers. Cleaning them off before he pulled them out of her mouth with a smile. 

     He leaned over and grabbed a condom from his bedside table before sitting up on his knees. Minho pulled his shorts and boxers down. Y/n watched him spring up from the fabric, red tip leaking with precum. 

     Minho tore open the foil and grabbed the rubber. Tossing the packaging to the side and rolling the rubber down his length. Stroking himself as she held her legs open for him. Chuckling a bit as he lined the tip up at her whole 

     “Imagine if the whole office knew their boss was such a whore for her secretary,” he teased, pushing himself into her fully 

     Y/n moaned as her walls hugged his cock. He grabbed hold of the back of her knees and pushed her legs down more. 

     “Fuck,” Y/n groaned 

     Minho pulled back and started thrusting into her. Starting at a slower pace and gradually picking up. “Been thinking about this all day. Walking into the office in that damned skirt.”

     “Should’ve fucked me— oh fuck— on my desk.” Y/n moaned 

     “Yeah? Want me to bend you over your desk? Fill you up in the morning with my cum instead of bringing you coffee?”

     “Yes!” 

     Minho smiled as he moved one hand down and rolled his thumb over her sensitive clit again. Moans leaving her lips that he was sure his neighbors would complain about later but he didn’t care all too much at the moment. 

     His own moans left him as she squeezed him. Her cunt fluttered around him as he pulled a second orgasm from her. Her body was shaking under him as he picked up speed. Working himself towards his own orgasm. 

     His high hit him just as she came down from hers. Burying himself inside her as his cum filled up the rubber. His hand grabbed onto the sheets under her as he rode out his high. Occasionally thrusting into her before he was finished. 

     “Is it too soon to say I love you?” Minho asked

     “I don't think so,” Y/n said

     Minho leaned down and kissed her for the umpteenth time that night. Though, much slower this time. Y/n wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he hooked her legs around his waist. “I love you,” Minho mumbled against her lips

     “I love you too,” Y/n mumbled back

     Minho pulled back and looked down at her, “Let me get you cleaned up.”

     “Mhmm was hoping for round two,” Y/n said

     “We’ve got all night. Don't worry about that,” Minho smiled 

     “How about all weekend?” Y/n asked

     “Like that even better.”

     Y/n smiled before he pulled out of her. Getting up to grab a towel, and coming back to clean her up. 

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I BEG YOU

Don’t break my heart part 3 please ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

you ask, i deliver

part one, part two

the judgment day x reader (platonic), damian priest and rhea ripley x reader (platonic), drew mcintyre x reader

‼️family issues, fear of abandonment, reader might have daddy issues, damian and rhea being the besties i need in my life ‼️

don’t break my heart - part 3

it was right after monday night raw ended that you had no energy left in you.

you knew it was going to be complete chaos when the shein version of the judgment day ruined damian’s match. rhea’s blood was boiling at the sight of damian being attacked by his ex members. so, you knew chaos was going to happen when her theme song echoed into the arena.

she told you to choose. she said that no matter what your decision was, her feelings for you weren’t going to change but she made clear that she was going to kick liv and dom’s asses. she told you - you can stay here and wait for us backstage or you can join me - and honestly, you thought about it but ten seconds later you were running by her side.

the crowd erupted in happy screams when they saw you by her side.

rhea pointed liv, you pointed jd, and finn too.

finn knew that you wouldn’t have picked him over damian and rhea but he wasn’t expecting to see you against him.

“don’t do this…” he told you “you’re gonna regret this” he didn’t mean to threaten you, he just wished you weren’t involved at all.

“i don’t care…i’m tired of hiding” and with that you simply attacked him. carlito saw the scene and simply came to the rescue, trying to take finn away from you.

while rhea tried to attack liv, damian was still in the ring with jd so you you went to attack him “move” you simply said. his face was stone cold. maybe finn was right, jd had a crush on you but you couldn’t care less.

of course liv and dom ran away, like the cowards that they are and in the meantime damian took his time in finishing jd.

the crowd cheered when they saw you, dam and rhea standing there in the ring, hugging each other, knowing that no matter what, you would always have each other’s backs.

while backstage, rhea and damian took their time answering questions and doing interviews but you were too tired from the event that occurred that all you wanted to do was to end up in your hotel room and sleep all night long.

walking towards the exit, you spotted drew who kindly waved at you. drew was the same as jey or la knight for you, just kind acquaintances because they were friends with damian and rhea but nothing more.

“hey kid” he smiled at you. his nickname made you smile “great fight out there”

“oh” you awkwardly smiled “that…that was nothing but thank you”

“are you going back to the hotel?” he asked, probably already knowing the answer, seeing you with your bags and tired look.

“yes…i was thinking of calling an uber, i fear damian and rhea will take too long with interviews right now…” you smiled.

“don’t call them, i can give you a ride, plus we are staying at the same hotel right? in downtown?” he asked and you nodded “i’m going back right now, you can ride with me”

“are…are you sure?” you didn’t want to be a bother so you doubled checked.

“positive, let’s go” he smiled and walked towards the rental car he got for the show. you’ve never been alone with drew before, only talked with a few times when he was training with damian so the idea of driving with him for 30 minutes was making you nervous.

but the car ride was quite and silent. not awkwardly silent, just comfortable enough. soft music playing in the background, drew watching the road as you watched some raindrops falling from the sky.

“you have talent kid” he broke the silence, waking you from your thoughts.

“oh, thank you…” deep down you knew you had talent, but that being the reason of getting kicked out of your family always made you feel guilty sometimes. you always wondered and imagined how your life would be if you actually had applied for college as your parents wanted for you. maybe you wouldn’t be this shy or weird while meeting new people. maybe you would be more confident about yourself. maybe you would have a boyfriend and a lot of friends.

there was always that voice in your head that screamed what if

“you don’t talk much uh?” he softly teased, making you smile a little.

“not really, no…i’ve always been like this, i guess…” lie. growing up you were talkative and you remembered your mother always telling you to shut up because you talked too much - what would she say if she could see you now?

“i get it…i was really shy growing up, then i started getting more used to the job, working with live crowds for all these years made me change the conception i had about myself…and i worked a lot on me, that helped me” he said, talking about himself but like he was giving you an advice.

you had to work more on yourself and you knew it, you just didn’t know if you were ready yet.

“yeah…big crowds helped me a bit but i still have to get used to it” you smiled.

“about that…everything okay today?” he didn’t want to overstep but he was worried about you. he couldn’t understand what finn did to make you run away like that.

“oh with finn?” he nodded “yes, he just said some things he shouldn’t have said…nothing major”

“got it” he smiled, realising you didn’t want to talk about it.

the rest of the car ride was spent with him just talking about his family. you were curious about it because he always talked about them so nicely that you actually wanted to know how he felt having his family and friends proud of him “and what about your family y/n? i’ve never seen them at the shows…”

he may have overstepped because you didn’t answer. he knew something because people talked but he didn’t know the full story and the one person who knew the truth was you.

“nothing much to say…they have other hobbies” you tried to avoid the argument as much as possible and you were happy dropped the conversation right there.

once at the hotel you thanked him about the car ride and told him that you were tired enough that you would have fallen asleep in the lobby any minute.

“yeah, i’m pretty tired too” he smiled at you “listen, in case you need more car rides or just someone to talk to, here’s my number, goodnight kid” and with that he left.

he gave you a piece of paper with his number on, kinda old fashioned but you liked it.

once you got to your room, you tiredly took a second shower and change into your pjs. you were so tired that you haven’t even eaten yet but at the moment you couldn’t care less.

before you could drift off, you received a text from rhea.

from rhea🖤

hey girl! sorry we took so long, we just finished with interviews, are you still in the arena? do you need a ride to the hotel?

from you

hey rhea! don’t worry about it! i can’t wait to see all of your interviews! i’m already back at the hotel and ready to sleep lol, but thank you so much for the offer!

you kinda didn’t mention how you got back to the hotel because you knew that if you did, rhea and damian would kept asking you questions that you didn’t want to answer. so you simply told her that you were about to sleep and that you would see her tomorrow.

but before falling asleep, you memorised drew number and decided to text him a “thank you for the ride, have a good night!” and then you drifted off.

drew would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy receiving your text. he was up all night staring at the ceiling and thinking of you. he’s been feeling some sort of attractions towards you but he thought that it was just a game his mind was playing to him. but sitting next to you and driving with you made him realise that maybe his attraction was actually a crush. he wished he could get to know you better but he knew and he saw - from the brief conversation you had in the car - that you wouldn’t open up to him, that he had to gain your trust and he was willing to do that.

morning came and you and rhea were already hitting the hotel gym as you waited for damian to join you.

“so…” rhea started talking “everything okay with the uber last night? did they get you here safely?” rhea knew about all the horrendous stories she read about uber drivers being maniacs so she tried to avoid them as much as possible, and so did you.

“oh…” you thought for a second “no i actually didn’t call an uber last night…uhm, drew drove me back here”

rhea was a little shocked for a moment but before she could say anything, damian both greeted you “what are we talking about here girls?” he gently smiled at you.

“drew as in drew mcintyre?” she asked and you nodded.

“what happened?” damian’s tone was more serious.

“nothing, drew just drove me back to the hotel last night and rhea is shocked about that” you wanted to avoid that conversation as much as possible but their looks made you realise that you would have to explain everything that happened last night.

“why him?” damian asked.

“because you were taking too long and drew saw me calling an uber so he offered? plus we are staying in the same hotel so i don’t see the problem”

“yeah but him?” it’s not rhea didn’t like him, they were friends. she didn’t like the idea of you and him alone together.

“yes rhea, him. he just drove me back, nothing else happened” you sounded irritated and damian noticed it.

“okay well, what matters is that you are here and everything went fine, right?” damian asked, hinting at rhea to drop the topic. she simply nodded and went back to her training.

you were just doing your exercises when a notification pop up into your home screen.

it was a text from drew.

hey kid, no problem at all! i told you, if you need car rides or anything else, just give me a call ;)

“what is making you smile like that?” rhea asked with a hint of curiosity.

“oh nothing, i just received a text…”

“from who?” damian teased you.

“no one you should worry about” you teased back.

“ouch…” rhea pretended to be offended “you’re keeping secrets now?”

“gosh, no! it was nothing important anyway” you quickly replied, tried to focus on your exercises. rhea and damian shared a look without you noticing it, they were determined to find the mysterious person behind your morning smile,

i will keep it mind lol! are you still in bed? i’m working out with damian and rhea and i’m already tired :(

you quickly answered back. in that moment you realised that maybe he didn’t wanna talk to you and you were just being a bother. what if he didn’t want you to text him? what if you were being a bother? what if, what if, what if were already overworking in your mind but before you could think of something worse, drew texted you back.

still in bed but i will hit the gym in a few minutes, i really don’t feel like it after last night but i have to…guess if i won’t be too late i’ll see there ;)

yup, you were smiling like a teen in love and you really couldn’t understand why. it’s not that you had a crush on him, right?

“is it drew?” damian asked.

“what?”

“you have this happy smile since this morning and seeing that last night you and drew were car buddies…something might have happened…” he explained to you.

you were quiet for a minute. nothing really happened between you and drew but you couldn’t deny that you enjoyed his company, even if you didn’t have much of a conversation. he was kind and you couldn’t lie, he was hot, maybe too hot for you but aside from that, nothing happened.

before you could say yes or no, drew entered the gym with his teasing smile on his face.

“morning guys” he said smiling at damian and rhea “morning kid” he said smiling a little longer than to you.

rhea was beyond in disbelief “what was that?” she asked drew.

oh no, you thought. she was ready to cause chaos even outside of the company.

“what?” drew asked.

“that little stare at y/n, what was that?” she asked, a little more irritated.

“nothing to worry about, i just said good morning” he wanted to be petty but you knew rhea was a master in that.

“sure…don’t fuck with me drew” she started to get more defensive over you.

“okay can all we please calm down…” you said making them all turn their heads back to you “nothing is happening, can we please just go back to training please?” rhea was hesitant for a moment “please?” but she knew she couldn’t say no to you when you had those puppy eyes.

she didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable but she didn’t like this whole situation between you and drew.

“fine” she turned around and went back exercising with damian.

is she always like that?

drew texted you, making it hard for you not to laugh out loud. you simply nodded at him and he winked at you, making you blush.

two hours later and you were a sweaty mess “i need a shower, maybe two” you joked with damian, agreeing with you.

“i think i’ll rest for a bit…” damian said and you nodded.

“yeah” rhea joined “me too…i’m too tired today, plus we have to be back on the road tomorrow…i wanna sleep in today, y/n?”

“i’ll take a shower and then i’ll decide, probably i will order something to eat…” you smiled.

truth was you didn’t wanna stay in. you had to energy to spend the day in bed so you were probably going to sneak out and visit some places. so when you all left, you were quick to shower and to dress up.

wanna have lunch together? take out sounds nice but i think you would like some company :)

you smiled when drew texted you.

sure, i’ll meet you in the lobby in 30 minutes if that’s ok with you?

you waited for his reply with a little anxiety, so when he told you that it was perfect for him, you started your makeover and found something nice to wear.

you couldn’t lie, your heart was beating fast and faster the moment you approached the lobby.

“here we go” you whispered softly, mostly to yourself.

when you saw him, you couldn’t help but notice how handsome he was. he was a really hot man, you saw him fight almost naked every single week so you were used to it but seeing him all suit up, clean and fresh, did something to you.

“hey kid” he greeted you “you look good” he genuinely smiled at you.

you weren’t used to compliments su you didn’t really know what to say, apart from thank you.

“you don’t look bad either” you teased making him chuckle.

you were kinda surprised when he opened the car door for you. no one ever did anything nice like that - not that you ever dated anyone but being treated nice like this in general made your heart skip a beat.

the restaurant he chose was nice. not too fancy but it was cozy and nice “i hope you like it” he smiled at you.

“it’s really nice drew, thank you” growing up you became shy and more introvert so you didn’t really know how to make long lasting conversations but seeing drew being so happily awkward and shy made you happy.

the first few minutes were pretty awkward, you reading the menu and drew doing the same, deciding what to eat and taking your sweet time with it. you both opted for some fresh pasta and some chicken salad, both wanting to keep it healthy but still enjoying your lunch out.

“how are you y/n?” he gently asked.

“oh, i’m good thank you…what about you? still thinking about your victory at summerslam?” you smiled.

“of course, i will think about that moment for a while now” he chuckled “what about your summerslam?”

“mine was…something” you tried not to make it too awkward but it was like a fresh wound to you, you were still hurting about the betrayal and it will hurt for a while.

“yeah, i can imagine that…do you wanna talk about it?” he asked, fearing he overstepped.

“i…well, i wasn’t really expecting the group to break up like that, i knew there was tension but not that much…you know, they are, were like a family to me” you breathed out “and now damian and rhea are all i have, i can’t let them down you know?” you feared you may have talked too much but with drew’s kindness it came natural to you.

“i’ve been there, betrayals will stay impress in your mind but it will get better eventually…” he smiled at you and you felt more comfortable talking with him.

while eating, he talked about the most stupid things he liked but that made you happy, hearing something new from someone new.

“y/n…” he called, his serious tone more pronounced “can i ask you something? it’s a little personal and you can say no if i make you uncomfortable but i’m just curious…” he asked and you nodded “i’ve heard things…mostly rumors about you…everyone claim to know you but i feel like they don’t even know what they’re talking about” he said and you let him continue “they’ve been talking about you are basically…alone, that you don’t enjoy the other women company, they’ve been talking about how and your family don’t have any connection, how they think it’s your fault…basically a lot of stuff that i’m pretty sure it’s not real…that’s why i wanted to hear it from you, you are the only one who knows the truth…”

you weren’t going to lie but it kinda made you feel bad what your colleagues thought of you.

“i mean…they are not that wrong, i’m not good at making friends, i tried, since i joined wwe but it felt like i wasn’t really welcomed so i decided to stay by myself, at least until i met rhea and damian…and they are quite right about me not being in contact with my family but they don’t know the full story…and if you don’t mind i would like to keep it private for now” it was hard for you talking about your family.

“yes of course, i don’t wanna make you uncomfortable at all, but i thank you for opening up to me, i really appreciate it” he genuinely smiled and you felt like you could probably trust him.

so you ended up lunch with two pieces of cake and fought for who was going to pay. like the gentleman he is, of course, he offered to pay.

“thank you for this amazing lunch drew, i really enjoyed it…it was nice having someone to talk to” you truthfully said once you both got out of his car and he smiled at your genuine words.

“anytime kid” there was a moment after he spoke where you were both silent, not knowing what to do or what to say.

“uhm… i think i’m going to rest for a bit now” you awkwardly signed to the hotel entrance, trying to make him understand that you were about to leave but that you didn’t want to leave him standing right there in front of the glass doors.

“oh yeah, i think i’m going to rest too, so, uhm, thanks for coming with me” he said making you chucked while he got closer to you “i’ll see you on the road” he slowly lowered his head and gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek “take care” he smiled before going back to his room.

now, you were the one who was left standing there in front of the doors.

with your happy face and bright smile, you came back to your bedroom, unbeknownst to you, rhea saw everything from the her hotel room as the window was facing down the entrance.

“oh i’m gonna kick his ass” she said before leaving her room.

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definitely be making part 4, i was just going to wait raw next monday to see if something happens with tjd! if you have any ideas or recommendations let me know in the comments!

[reidingandwriting]

latched on > keigo takami/hawks (mha)

Word Count: 1.3k

Ship: Sub!Keigo Takami (Hawks) x Dom!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, smut (very loose term), mentions of abuse from the hero commission, mentions of call girls (if you squint), mention of violence (also if you squint), allusion to sub drop

A/N: Baby’s first attempt at writing some attempt at smut, I may try and do a full smut with sub!hawks later, I love my whimpering baby bird <3

how did he go from feeling so, so good to so, so stupid in the matter of minutes?

he was in bliss not even five minutes ago, whining out mixes of your name and high keens of mommy! as you worked him through another orgasm.

bottoming was new for keigo. he had never had anyone he trusted enough to tell about his desires, with the commissions grip on him. his list of ‘approved partners’ who were vetted by the commission and could (would) be… handled properly if they were to spill any details about the number two pro hero. keigo rarely ever called them, never satisfied from the basic hookups they provided, wanting so much more from his partner that he was terrified to vocalize. hero work was so demanding, he wanted to turn his mind off and just. let someone else make the decisions for him. but that required trust, and he never had that with anyone. and then he met you.

you were a PA at his agency, and as time passed, keigo found himself captivated by you. drawn to the way you treated him as if he was any other civilian. like yeah, you recognized him as a hero and what he did. you knew your work hours would be hectic due to his hours, yet you never complained. never seemed to mind really, always greeting him with a soft smile and some form of jab about him ‘messing up your beauty sleep’. which would turn into flirty banter, little jokes, and during late nights, sleepy giggles and conversations keigo would remember forever.

the shift happened when you were a plus one to a gala with him.

‘i’m not your boss right now, stop looking so tense,’ keigo teased as he rested a comforting hand on your shoulder. ‘just think of me as your smoking hot arm candy’ you laughed at his comment and rolled your eyes.

‘okay, pretty bird’ you cooed to the hero and you bit back a grin at the way his wings puffed up from the nickname. your hand met his cheek, and you turned his head to face you. golden eyes seemed to be darker, pupils dilated as he focused on the sparkling necklace you wore. ‘if only my arm candy would pay attention to me’ you pouted and keigo’s gaze met yours.

‘how could i look away?’

from there, there had been an obvious shift in your relationship with the hero. casual touches turned into lingering, intentional touches. behind the safety of his office doors, “hawks” was occasionally replaced by ‘pretty boy/bird’ and keigo had to keep from whining every time the teasing nickname left your upturned lips.

he wasn’t sure exactly what shifted that got keigo in this situation. but he found himself pinned under you, writhing under your touch. gentle touches, firm grabs. feather light touches that left him begging for more, hard grips that had him squirming and thrashing, threats of tying him down only exciting him more.

he was beautiful, you kept telling him. which he heard from fans every day, he knew he was attractive. but hearing it from you? a whole other feeling. whimpering each time ‘look so pretty, birdie’ or ‘my beautiful boy, gonna cry for me?’ and ‘my good boy, so good for me’ slipped from your lips. his breaking point? your fingers gently lifting his chin up so his teary gaze met yours, peppering his face with kisses and whispering in his ear ‘wanna see you cum, songbird. deserve it, pretty boy, i’ll take care of you. just let go’

and god did he let go. strings of white spurted from his cock, over your hands, over his stomach, but keigo was too spent to care. he was truly fucked Stupid, basking from your coos as you talked him down, your hands petting him as he calmed down. suddenly, there was a shift in the mattress and keigo couldn’t stop himself from grabbing your arm, panic filling his body as he begged you not to leave him, he’ll be good, please stay, please let him stay, and he felt his grip on you tighten. and there’s where he made his biggest mistake. he couldn’t let go.

“it’s okay, birdie. i’ll be right back, just gonna get something to clean you up.” you soothed and you frowned lightly as his grip didn’t relent. “hawks?”

keigo flinched from the use of his hero name, missing the nicknames that you called him just a minute ago. “i-i’m sorry. ‘m so sorry, i can’t-“ keigo started to hyperventilate and you were on him in a second, by his side and pulling him closer to you. keigo curled into your body, face buried in the crook of your neck, and tears burned in his eyes. moments of silence passed until it dawned on you.

“you can’t let go, can you, bub?” you asked and keigo shook his head.

“it, it will stop in a little bit. i just… i thought you were leaving me and. i panicked, i lost control. ‘m so sorry,” keigo whispered and you carded your fingers through his messy hair, smiling as you felt the tension start to leave his body.

“not going anywhere, promise. just wanted to get you a washcloth so we could clean you up a little bit. but i can wait. however long you need, love.” you pressed a kiss to keigo’s head, humming as you slowly rocked him. you figured this could happen, but you thought it was such a small chance, you didn’t really prepare for it. but it was hawks. your hawks, your birdie. you could adapt. you’d take care of him.

a while later, keigo’s grip started to release, and as soon as he was able, keigo pulled his hand away. you tutted at him and took his hand in yours, and you started to massage the hand that had been gripping your arm. keigo found himself staring at the spot he had grasped you, hurt you he’s sure, and you called his name.

“are you okay now?” keigo blinked at the question. “feel up for a shower to clean up?”

“you.. you’re worried about me still? i hurt you.”

“and i just spent god knows how long overstimulating you. probably a little painful, even if it felt good.” you tilted keigo’s head up and pressed a lingering kiss to his plush lips. “i told you, hawks. i care about you, i’m here to take care of you. as long as you’ll let me.” it was your turn to blush, your cheeks burning but you kept keigo’s gaze.

“keigo.” he found himself whispering. “name’s keigo.” you mouthed his name, whispered it to yourself and the prettiest shade of pink covered keigo’s cheeks. “if it’s not gonna be any of your little nicknames, i.. i’d prefer keigo outside of work.”

“well, keigo,” you smiled as you pulled his hand to your lips, kissing over every knuckle. “why don’t we get you cleaned up? then we can come back to bed, order some takeout for dinner? i can make breakfast for us in the morning,” you offered and keigo felt his heart flip in his chest at your offer.

“that sounds perfect.”

an hour later, you were cuddled in bed, keigo on his stomach, head on your stomach as his wing draped over you. his breath hit your stomach, soft puffs leaving his lips as he slept peacefully. you combed through his damp hair, occasionally running your hand down between his shoulder blades just to see his wings flutter and his breathing shake a little. a small smile graced his lips as he slept and you let your eyes close, a matching smile on your lips as you dozed off into the best sleep of your life. you could get used to this…

[gothicflowers]

Softdom!Alex Keller x F!Reader

“Act out” (MDNI)

Warnings: BDSM, Dom/Sub Dynamic, punishments, talks of intercourse, SoftDom!Alex, Sub!F!Reader, honorifics, MDNI, degradation

Alex was the definition of a perfect soft dom. Sweet, caring, loving, respectful and incredibly talented. Everything you ever search for in a partner and a dom. You’re not exactly sure how you managed to get such a perfect man or Dom, but you felt incredibly lucky. And Alex felt that the you deserved the world. Such sweet, beautiful, gentle woman. To come back from work to such a creature always makes his heart swell. Combined you two make the perfect pair. Especially on days like today, when you wanted to act out and needed reprimanded.

*

“No, you know the rules” Alex lifts you off the scale before you could see the number.

“But-“ you pouted at his actions.

“No buts, you know why” Alex firmly said.

“I just want to know” you whined as he set you down.

“No, I think we need to go over affirmations” his hand lovingly rests on your neck, thumb caressing your cheek. You shrug in response becoming shy.

Alex gives you a soft affirming smile “Let me hear it darling”

“My weight does not define my beauty, I am loved for who I am and my appearance as I am. I do not need to change myself for others”

“Good job baby, now let’s go sit and have breakfast” he kisses your forehead and guides you away with his large hand on the small of your back.

After you both cleaned up after breakfast there wasn’t much to do this lazy Sunday.

“I don’t want to read. I want to watch TikTok’s” you huffed at Alex as he held your phone. Alex shakes his head ignoring your bratty behavior.

Alex looks down at you from his book as you sit at his feet begging “You can have your phone after. You know you have to read for at least thirty minutes before your allowed to play on your phone”

“But I don’t like the book I picked” you huffed again in displeasure of his response.

“You have that other book you can start, but you’re not getting your phone unless you get a call or you read”

You cross your arms and stomp off. Only to come back five minutes later and ask again.

Closing his book he leans over you “You either read, or you get your phone but that’s another strike on the bad girl board” he holds up both the phone and the book. Option one would be to be a good girl and follow the rules, option two would mean your being a bad girl. Both equally tempting.

Your mouth hung open at Alex’s words. You didn’t want to be a bad girl. But you’re feeling more bratty than usual you snatch the phone from his hands sticking your tongue out at him and plop onto your beanbag.

Alex layed on the coach deep in a nap. He looked so peaceful. You know how little of sleep he gets on missions and didn’t want to wake him up just to grind on his thigh. Like a mouse you made your way to yours and Alex’s bedroom. You didn’t want to wake him from his nap by grinding on his thigh and you didn’t have the key to the locked box with your favorite toy in it. Now you’re left trying to find relief.

That’s when you noticed the nice squishy pillow in the middle of the bed. Just what you needed.

In a seconds you where on the bed chasing after your desire. The softness of the pillow against your clothed clit was perfect. Your eyes shut tight as you panted trying to contain your moans and whispers. You were so close until Alex’s voice comes from the doorway.

“What are you doing”

You’ve been caught. And you knew better than to be doing this. It was against the rules.

“N-nothing” your hips shutter to a halt against the pillow. Still desperately wanting to grind down.

“Aww sweetheart did you need me”

You desperately nodded yes and as you look down, hips rolling once more on the pillow. Alex walks slowly over to you taking in the beautiful sight before him. As much as he wanted you to continue, to get to see you come undone he had a better idea.

“Off, now” his normal sweet voice turned dark and quiet.

your words came out like a cry “But- but I need it I-”. His hand comes up to grab your jaw forcing you to look up at him.

“You don’t need it, if you really need it you would have ask. Are you allowed to come without my permission?”

“No sir” your head hung in shame.

“And why is that”

“I am not allowed to give myself orgasms. My pleasure is only for you to give me.” You bite your lip trying to control your labored breathing.

“That’s right. Come here, Kneel” his voice commands as he points at his feet. Getting off the bed you make your way to his feet and gracefully kneel down. Bowing your head in submission.

“You know the rules, and you disobeyed”

“I’m sorry sir”

“I know you are, that’s why I discipline you when you misbehave. So you learn. You’ve been so good the past week. Is there a reason you didn’t behave today?” His hand comes to gently pet your hair. His callous fingers taking in the sensation of your silky hair.

“No sir, I just did the things I did because I wanted to despise the rules”

He leans forward placing his fingers under your chin “Baby I can’t hear you talk with your head down, look at me when you speak” his hand forcing you to look up.

“No sir, I just did the things I did because I wanted to despise the rules” you say just loud enough for him to hear.

“This was your third time today disobeying. And it’s only three in the afternoon. I took a nap only to come find you grinding on the pillow like a little slut. I didn’t want to punish you today but I don’t think you’ve left me much of a choice. I can’t let this behavior continue, do you understand” Alex always had a way of degrading you and making it sound like an Angels whisper.

“Normally I wouldn’t punish you so harshly but I think this is a special occasion.” You nod in agreement “You’re going to wear a plug for one hour. No touching, no grinding. During that hour you will be writing why it’s important for you to follow the rules. Once you’re done writing you’re gonna come sit at my feet until your timer is up. Afterwards you’ll get your spanking. Do you agree to your punishment or is that too much for you today?”

“I agree sir” looking up at him nodding you couldn’t help but feel meek and slightly aroused.

“If you need to use your safeword, use it.”

You nod at his reminder, happy he’s always keeping your safety and comfort in mind.

“Good. Now strip.”

[simpxxstan]

Had this insane thought where reader and wonwoo are exes,both extremely rich people, n one day they get dragged to one of the mega rich orgies (which they never attended and never planned on attending because it wasnt their) by their friends to way to help them get back into the dating world and try meeting new people but they get separated from their friends and bump into each other and spend the next few hours having to forcefully e/o from being pulled away and flirted with byother people(while having to keep their composure) this goes on until one of them finally breaks andd they fuck the hell out of each other (dom!reader for like 5 minutes because being with ww was the only time they didn't top, they "forgot") i am so sorry if my English is bad and this makes no sense its 3 am and I like woke up in the middle of the night horny-

OH ANON this makes sense and your details were all perfect! and most importantly, thank you for sharing your thoughts w me

here's my contribution to your wonderful imagination-

warnings: NSFW (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT) mild description of orgy, possible multiple sex partners, jealousy and public-ish sex, tables being broken and sex on the floor(???)

wonwoo doesn't really mind being in the orgy and he decides to take advantage of the situation so he does get into a few scenes w some people

you, on the other hand, can't stand other people getting their hands over wonwoo

it's bad enough that you broke up with him because you wanted to focus on work (and you regret it but your pride is too big to beg him to come back)

and you're aware that wonwoo must be getting intimate w someone or the other, but SEEING IT HAPPEN? different story entirely

you hardly get emotional over something as physical as sex, treating it as nothing more than sex, so you convince yourself that seeing wonwoo in this position will not affect you

as expected, you're wrong

you're equal parts mad, irritated, upset and aroused

but you can't give wonwoo the pleasure of seeing how much you want to be in place of his current partner

so you get into a scene too yourself, not to get him jealous per se (because you don't think he will get jealous), but to just get your mind off him

you're wrong again.

for approx 5 minutes you enjoy domming your partner, relishing the control

but then wonwoo steps right in and takes over

because he gets incredibly jealous and cannot ignore it from the sidelines

and then he shows you, and your partner(s) during the scene who you really belong to

"you've tested me enough, doll" he says when he flips you over and lays you down on the nearest table

and god, you let him manhandle you

because a. you've missed it, and b. you love it

you may relish having control w others but there's nothing you love more than giving up control to wonwoo because you trust him to show you a divine time

so wonwoo does

he breaks the table with such a loud creak, that everybody at the party turns to look

but somehow you can't find yourself to care

you end up fucking on the floor, over the fragments of the table

"come back to me, baby" he asks you, while stuffing you full in the best way possible

your body is already marked by him completely but he can't get enough

"come back to me because i miss you, i want you, i need you, and i belong to you"

when you cry that night, it's not because of pain, but because he's giving it to you so good, you feel yourself becoming one with him

you'd be a fool to not go back to him now because he's reminded you thorougly that you two belong together

and the night ends with your confirmation to him, because you are his and he is yours

wonwoo decides everyone's had a good enough show, so he takes you home to finish that night

the orgy becomes a good memory for y'all later on in your relationship when you taunt him and he gets jealous again, but it's all a joke because you don't want anyone lay hands on wonwoo ever again and it's a mutual feeling

[recklesssturniolo]

Surprise - N.D

Request where reader surprises Nate in Boston after a couple months away due to school! Nate isn’t rlly dom or sub in this & pretty vanilla

A/N: i dont know how I feel about this one and it’s my first Nate fic, but I tried my best so I hope y’all enjoy🫶🏻

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

You’ve been away for school for around 2 months now, and luckily you now have a week off. You immediately booked a flight back home and planned to surprise your boyfriend - Nate. You told the triplets about your plan, asking Matt to pick you up from the airport and had to threaten them all to keep their mouths shut and not ruin the surprise.

You had to promise the three boys you’d come over and see them later, after they begged and begged to come to Nate’s with you - you declining each time as you wanted time alone with him. Getting out of the van you walk up to his front door, beyond excited to finally get to see your boyfriend again. You wait impatiently after knocking.

“Hello - wait holy shit Y/N? Oh my god!” He says after opening the door, his eyes widening after realizing it was you and his arms immediately pulling you into a tight hug.

“Surprise baby” You say, pulling out of the hug to kiss him.

“I thought you had another couple of weeks until you could come back? I mean I’m not complaining I’ve missed you so much” Nate says, still smiling at you.

“That may have been a tiny lie just so I could surprise you and I’ve miss you too” You laugh.

You both make your way inside and head up to his room, saying hi to his parents on the way up. To your surprise once he shuts his door he pins you against it. Connecting your lips instantly. Nate wasn’t the most dominant in bed, nor the most experienced but that didn’t bother you. He was open to try whatever you wanted.

As you continued making out his hands made their way down to your ass, squeezing it a few times before moving up to the hem of your shirt.

“Off” He mumbled out, barely taking his lips off yours.

You do as he said and remove your shirt and your bra as well knowing that was going to come off shortly anyways. Nate lowers his head and begins sucking on your nipples, swirling his tongue around them and sucking.

“Mm Nate” You let out.

“You like that eh?” He asks.

You nod your head in response, but move him to the bed so you’re both laying down. Him removing his shirt in the process. You could tell he wanted to be in control but you were determined to be.

“You want me to make you feel good pretty boy?” You ask while moving your hands to undo his belt.

Nate folded at that and no longer cared about being in control, all he wanted was you.

“Fuck yes” He replied.

You take off his pants and boxers, leaving a trail of kisses down his stomach as you made your way to his dick. Nate slightly pushed your head down, not wanting to wait a minute longer to have your mouth around him.

“Someone’s needy” You smirk at him, all you got in a response was a groan.

You lick around his tip, only putting that much of him into your mouth purposely to tease him.

“Come on, take all of it please” He whined out.

“Yeah? You want your dick all the way in my mouth” You ask.

“Please yes I need you to” He responds.

“Be quiet baby, we don’t want your parents to hear do we?” You question, Nate had a habit of being a bit too loud at times. Not that you didn’t love hearing him but you knew you could also use this to your advantage.

“I’ll be quiet, I promise” He mumbles out.

You take all of him in, bobbing your head up and down at a fast pace, but Nate let out a loud moan and you stopped.

“Why - why did you stop?” He asks.

“I told you to be quiet didn’t I? If you want me to keep going you’re going to have to do as I said” You tell him.

“Okay okay fuck I’ll be quiet just please keep going” He begs.

You nod and once again begin sucking him off, his hand was gripping your hair and you noticed his grip tighten, and his breathing become faster. Once again, you stopped.

“I want you to come in me, not in my mouth. Can you do that for me pretty boy?” You ask, making direct eye contact with him.

Nate doesn’t respond and instead flips you over so you were laying on your back. Once again being more dominant than you expected. He takes off your pants and panties before saying mainly to himself, “you’re so wet”.

“I always am for you, now are you gonna keep staring or are you gonna fuck me?” You reply, now you were the needy one.

Nate positions himself and slides into you, throwing his head back in response and moaning as quietly as he could to the feeling. You as well letting out quiet moans as he continued.

“Go harder, I know you can” You demand.

“I won’t last much longer if I do” Nate replies.

“That’s okay, just go harder baby” You tell him, genuinely not caring if he lasted long. You just needed him pounding into you.

With that his grip on your hips became tighter and your pleasure increased as he hit your walls time after time again.

“I’m - I’m gonna finish” He stutters out, not slowing down his pace.

“Then do it, fill me with your come” You reply.

You feel him twitch inside of you, and knew he was coming.

“Such a good boy coming inside of me” You say.

“My god that feels so good, fuck how did I manage to go two months without this” Nate groaned out, his pace beginning to slow.

“Don’t slow down, you haven’t made me come yet” You tell him.

“Fuck sorry” He mumbles. Simply forgetting that you hadn’t finished due to the state he was in.

He picks up his pace again, trying to ignore the fact that he was so sensitive as he wanted to make you feel good.

“Yeah fuck just like that, oh my god Nate” You let out.

Nate watches you as you come undone beneath him. He swore he’d never grow tired of the sight, of you moaning out his name and clenching around him. He pulls out of you slowly once he’s sure you’re high has died down.

You pull him in to kiss him, gently this time.

“Did I do okay? Was that good?” He asks while trying to catch his breath.

“It was great baby, felt so good” You respond.

“Okay good. Do you want a bath? I can run you one” He questions. Nate was beyond good at aftercare, always wanting to make sure that you felt okay and showing you how much he enjoyed it, just wanting you comfortable afterwards.

TAGS: @daddyslilchickenfingers @devsturniolo

[george-weasleys-girl]

Ahhh I’m tired of seeing people writing Fred as an aggressive dom. Isnt bad but i’m tired, so can i request a sub Fred?

Not hard, more like a needy Fred after a hard day working or the next morning after a hard day, the reader takes care of him at night and in the morning.... Well, you know✨

with the prompt "I can't focus with your damn hand in my, ah - ooh... " I’m leaving the shame to see you participating in the kinktober (if u cant let me know)

Ooh, I love this! Thank you for sending it in💕

On Your Knees

18+ only

Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, cunninilingus, oral sex (male receiving), edging, intercourse

~•~

Fred Weasley co-owned Weasley Wizarding Wheezes, the most successful magical joke shop in recent history, with his twin George.

All day, every day, he was in charge. Making decisions, giving orders, and being responsible.

So, the last thing Fred wanted to do when he got home was be in charge. Especially on George's day off when he alone was responsible for keeping the shop running smoothly.

~•~

"I can't focus with your damn hand in my, ah - ooh..." Fred groaned as he attempted to finish up the last bit of paperwork for the evening.

"Good," Y/N mummered in his ear as she leaned over the back of his chair with her hand down his trousers, stroking his hardening cock. "You're down to just signing a few things anyway. She ran her thumb around his sensitive tip, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine before abruptly pulling away, illiciting a desperate whine from him.

"Finish up," Y/N ordered and sucked his precum from her fingers. "Then meet me in the apartment." With that she turned and waltzed out the door.

~•~

Less than fifteen minutes later, Fred stood naked before his fully clothed wife. A warm fire crackled in the fireplace, and a massive faux fur blanket lay nearby.

"On your knees," she commanded.

A small smile appeared on his face, and he did as he was told.

"You know what to do," she grinned.

"Yes," he said and began pushing up her dress. The scent of her cunt went straight to his throbbing cock. Y/N glanced down and smirked. "Mmm, you look so hot when you're oozing precum everywhere."

His cock twitched in response and he hurriedly pulled her panties down, helping her to step out of them. "Now, be a good boy and make me feel good," she purred. "Then I'll make you cum so hard people on the opposite end of Diagon Alley will need to light up a cigarette afterward."

Fred didn't have to be told twice, parting her folds, he went straight to work and licked the entirety of her pussy with one long stroke, before circling her swollen clit with his tongue.

"Oh fuck, that's so fucking good," Y/N moaned and threw head back. Happy with her praise, he shoved two fingers inside her while alternating between licking and sucking her sensitive nub. Her hands went straight to his hair, holding him in place as her legs began to shake.

"Yes, right there," she urged him on, her moans filling the room.

Fred felt her tighten around his fingers. He knew she was close and shoved a third finger in, angling them toward her g-spot. That's all it took to push her over the edge. He slid his free arm around her, holding her steady as she quivered and shook, while he happily lapped up every bit of her pleasure.

"You did so good, my good boy," Y/N smiled down at him. "Lie down now. It's time for your reward." Fred grinned and lay back on the blankets.

Y/N followed him down, hovering over him on her hands and knees. She kissed him long and deep. Then she proceeded to move down his body, kissing and licking, drawing soft moans from her husband's lips.

"Would you like me to suck your cock, sweet boy?" She asked, just inches away from his twitching member.

"Yes, please," he begged, bucking his hips up.

"You're so adorable when you're desperate," Y/N smirks and leans down to tease him, swirling her tongue around his sensitive tip.

"Oh fuck," he groaned and writhed under her. He uncontrollably thrust upward, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Y/N sat up immediately. "You know the rules. Be a good boy, and don't move," she said. "This will be your only warning."

Fred nods and stills himself. Y/N smiled and took him into her mouth again, slowly working her way down until he hit the back of her throat. A loud moan fell from his lips, but he didn't move. She began to work him, bobbing her head up and down, giving the tip a teasing swirl every time she reached the top. Her husband clawed at the blanket, his back arching as a series of groans and whimpers escaped his open mouth.

"I'm gonna cum," he grunted.

Y/N pulled off of him. "Not yet, you aren't."

"Please," he begged.

"Patience, my sweet boy," Y/N shook her head and began to stroke him. Excruciatingly slow at first."

"F-faster, please," he could barely get the words out.

Y/N ignored his pleas, continuing her slow pace. "You know, I can't decide whether I want to see how far you can spurt or if I want you to fill me up," she mused. "Do you have a preference?"

"N-no," he stuttered. "Just n-need to cum."

Without a word, she increased her pace, her free hand sliding down to cup his balls. "Oh God," Fred moaned and threw his head back.

Y/N smiled down at the beautiful sight. "So close, aren't you?"

By now, Fred had lost all ability to speak and just nodded his head vigorously.

"Too bad," she let his cock drop unceremoniously onto his stomach.

"D-did I do something wrong?" Fred whimpered.

"Not at all, sweet boy," she smiled. "You were perfect. A little too perfect, actually. And now I'm horny again." She positioned herself above his cock. "I want your cum to fill me up."

Fred didn't have time to answer before she slammed down, taking all of him inside her, all at once. This time she didn't hold back, fucking him hard and fast. Her moans matched his, as she watched his face contort in pleasure. She knew he wouldn't last long. But, that was ok. Neither would she.

Her pussy clenched around him. "Cum for me, baby," she ordered. With one long moan of raw ecstasy, he squeezed his eyes tight and emptied himself deep within her, the pulsing of his cock tipping her over the edge moments later.

Y/N collapsed beside him, and he shifted to lay his head on her breasts. "Feel better?" she asked, her voice still breathless.

"Beyond better," he smiled up at her. "I think the folks down the street are lighting up that cigarette now."

~•~

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[remusslove]

i can’t stop thinking about dom fem reader letting sub regulus use her thigh to get off in bed while she reads to him. he begs and whines until she helps him being the soft dom she is, she praises and caresses him while she takes care of him giving him a handjob + aftercare😭 SORRY IF ITS TOO MUCH

Mewls of pleasure slipped between his lips as he instinctively rutted his leg against your upper thigh. You chuckled pinching him awake making him jolt slightly before his eyes fluttered open.

“Sorry i woke you up love but you seem needy, want to tell me what you were dreaming about?” You teased making him gasp and blush crimson. “Sorry mommy, was dreaming about you” he answered maneuvering his body to lay on your chest.

“Oh really, what else?” You asked as your hand found its way to his sweats. “N-nothing” he stuttered just a bit making you sure that he was all subby for you. “Was it something naughty baby, like me taking care of you?” Your questions made him blush again before nodding.

“Use your words” you commanded loosing the ties around his waist. “Yes mommy” he answered suddenly wanting to obey your every command. You put on a grin pushing his sweats down till you can see where his boxers were hiding his needy cock.

You looked up to him as he nodded. You stripped him of his sweats and rolled his hips against your thigh. He gasped letting out a broken moan before putting his head on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your neck. “Thank you mommy” your heart warmed at his words. Even when he was so needy he always made sure to thank you for even a little bit of pleasure you give him.

“Your welcome baby just keep doing that for a while” you instructed. He nodded now rocking his hips on your thigh without your help. You began nipping at his neck leaving small purple spots.

A few minutes later full moans were leaving his mouth. Your hand grabbed one of his hips as the other pulled his boxers down. His hard needy cock with leaking precum came out slapping itself on his tummy. You spit on your hand before holding the boys cock.

He let out a choked whimper now bucking his hips instead of rocking them. “Feels so good mommy” he said making you let out a small chuckle. His head now thrown back with his eyes filled with tears.

It didn’t take him long to get on the edge. “Wanna cum baby?” You asked gently smoothing the hairs with a little bit of sweat on them out of his face. “Please mommy, need to cum please” he moaned out as his hands gripped on the bedsheets.

“Go ahead baby” you answered jerking his cock off with a faster pace. He chanted thank you’s feeling his high coming and the coil in his stomach tightening. Less than a minute later he came shooting ropes of cum out of his overstimulated dick.

You cooed at him as he collapsed into your arms. He was like putty on top of you letting out a small whine when his cock made friction with your shirt. “M’ gonna clean you up mkay?” You suggested making him sleepily nod. You trapped his discarded sweats and wiped the cum off his stomach.

Once there was no cum left off him you pulled his discarded boxers on him again. You gave him a kiss on his cheek before massaging his back. He muttered out another “thank you mama” before melting back into your arms to take a nap.

[depressopax]

Jimmy McGill relationship headcanons

Fandom - Breaking Bad/Better call Saul

Jimmy x gn!reader || NSFW HC's

Pairing: Jimmy McGill x gn!reader Genre: Smut, headcanons Warning(s): Sexual content. MDNI! Sub/dom dynamic. Switch Jimmy :) Degradation and cuss words. Semi-public sex. Words: 700 Summary: Dating Jimmy McGill would include… (NSFW version) English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 || AO3 link || Masterlist || Request || SFW version ||

Being over or under you? Submissive or dominant? Doesn’t matter.

He loves dominating you just as much as he likes being dominated by you

He’s a switch but leans more towards being submissive in bed.

When “being” Jimmy, he’s definitely more of a bottom, whilst Saul is more of a top.

ALTHOUGH… If he comes home stressed or frustrated one day, he’s the type of guy to like some roughness for stress relief

Fast and rough sex whilst he tells you about his day, muttering about his own problems >>>>> Therapy

Also… 👀 Reverse it! Nothing better than you slutting him out when he’s had a rough day ;)

He likes being degraded, but PLEASE don’t forget to praise this man. He needs it. <3

Just tell him he’s a good boy and watch him melt

VERY vocal in bed, deep grunts, cuss words, moans… You name it.

If you top him, you’ll definitely earn yourself some whimpers, maybe even tears

HEAR ME OUTTTT, brat Jimmy 👀

Usually when he doesn’t get “enough attention”

He’ll be the most annoying man ever until you give him what he wants (aka attention)

Are you busy with housework or even work? Too bad!

He’ll be all over you with kisses, dirty talking and challenging you to give him attention

Him pushing your buttons, enjoying it when you lose your patience with his bullshit.

Jimmy is only satisfied once you bring him to the bedroom, giving him exactly what he wants…

He loves it when you dominate him tbh

He is a needy man, even when you’re out in public

He’ll always look for excuses to touch you, and to him - there’s no “wrong moments” for love.

He’s the definition of “🥺🥺” when you don’t give him attention 💀

He has no shameee

“Meet in the bathroom in 2 minutes” at a local cafe

…Or in a changing rooms at stores

You name it

He likes the thrill of getting caught. ;)

Don’t get me started on ✨office sex✨

Almost every visit to his office ends up with you bent over his desk

…Or on your knees by his chair

Fuck it, switch it up - him kneeling before you whilst you sit in his chair - both works 👀

Honestly it’s his favorite place to do it

Maybe not the most comfortable, nor hygienic place - but oh well

Once again he likes the thrill of getting caught, or knowing he has clients waiting. But they can wait. He has better things to do

He makes sure you walk away from his office feeling satisfied (and with shaky legs) <3

He’s a big fan of quickies. Why wait all day to sleep with you, when he can do it multiple times? “What do you think quickies are for??”

A TEASEEEEE

He’ll legit turn you on “by accident” only to ignore you later

Why? “Because I can” 

And to see you beg for him. Yep, he’s unfair

Having you beg for him to do you is just hot to him. Especially when you’re angry/frustrated

…If you did the same to him tho? He’d be close to tears. And beg without shame lmao

When it comes to oral he prefers receiving.

That way he can lean back, close his eyes and enjoy being “taken care off” 

If you have longer hair he runs his hands through it, twirls it between his fingers and might pull it a bit.

Very loud and praising when receiving “Yes… Right there”“Fuck… You’re so good at that. So damn perfect.”“Keep going, sweetie. Take all of me in your pretty mouth.”

However, he does love giving too. 

Getting heads is nice, but there’s something rewarding about using his mouth to make you feel good. 

He’s damn passionate when giving, too. 

Slow, teasing movements

And caressing other parts of your body to make it more satisfying. 

Your moans and the praise he receives could make him go at it for hours. And he will…

Jimmy just finds it adorable when you whine and whimper from the pleasure being overwhelming.

He tries his best with aftercare, as long as he’s not too tired afterwards or if it was “just a quickie”

But he always tries to make sure you’re alright afterwards. 

appreciates cuddles afterwards

And he LOVES it when you give him aftercare after you’ve dominated him 

He falls asleep quick afterwards, but does so safely in your embrace 

Homeboy just needs love and affection basically <3

Not really happy with this one 😭 But I hope ya guys liked it either way lol!! <3

[ifearimaybeanamericanidiot]

this might be a little confusing

But could u do a chris smut where his gf is always preaching that she’s the dom in their relationship (she calls the shots, she’s stronger, her way, etc.) but it’s only cus he lets her n she just pushes the jokes too far so he just shows her he’s really in charge

Yes absolutely 🤭

Chris x reader

TW: smut 🤭, uhhh language, a wee bit of humiliation cause of pride/ego 🫶

Nick and I sit in the back seat of the car. Chris is in the passenger seat, and Matt is driving like always. We're making jokes and playing around, just generally having a good time. Everything is fine. Well, everything was fine.

"Chris give me that!" I say and grab his drink from him. I take several sips.

"No." He whined, drawing out the word. I take one last big gulp before giving it back to him. He was in a sour mood for the remainder of the car ride.

"Goddamn, you two dumb fucks. Now I have to piece together a video." Nick says. I feel bad for making editing harder on him. I can tell Matt is stressed from the way he grips the steering wheel. The ride home is silent.

By the time we get home, Chris has calmed down a good bit. Matt seems to be less anxious about the whole situation, Nick is still annoyed about more editing on his part though. I can't really blame him.

"Sorry Nick. I didn't mean to make editing harder for you." I say, looking down. He sighs.

"I'm not mad. I'm just tired and I know I won't get to sleep until later because of the extra editing." I nod understandingly.

"I'm still sorry." He nods and pushes my shoulder. His way of saying forget it. We get back to the house. Nick heads up to his room to edit in peace.

"I'm going to my room, probably for the night. I don't know." Matt says. He's obviously still anxious from the drive, stressed from me and Chris and Nick. I give him a quick hug.

"Don't feel pressured to come out, okay?" He nods before heading to his room. Now it's just me and Chris.

"You can apologize to everyone else?" Chris huffs.

"What?"

"You took my drink and drank the rest of it. Yet you can apologize to everyone else. Everyone but me." I get the feeling he's upset about more than just the drink. I've spent the whole day egging him on, teasing him, bossing him around. He hasn't said anything about it though.

"Well I'm sorry." He groans.

"It doesn't count now. You're only saying it because I complained."

"No, Chris. I am sorry." He doesn't say anything. I don't have anything else to add. We stand in silence for a few minutes. I pull my phone from my pocket to go on TikTok for a bit.

I unlock my phone, Chris snatches it. "Hey!" I raise my voice slightly. "Give it back. Right now." I hold my hand out.

"No. I'm tired of you bossing me around. You act like you're so bad and tough, but you aren't. You only tell me what to do because I allow it." I jump and try to grab my phone, but it's just out of my reach. His finger is scarily close to a couple apps I would die if he found. I need my phone back.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Just give it back."

"Beg for it." His face is dead serious, not an ounce of amusement.

"What? No. I'm not going to beg." I cross my arms. He steps closer, I take a step back. We do this dance until my back hits the edge of the counter. Shit. He slides my phone into the cabinet above me, far out of my reach.

"If you want it back, you're going to beg me for it."

"I'm not going to beg!" He lifts me onto the counter. His body is pressed between my thighs. I try to push him away, but in one quick movement, he has both of my hands caught in one of his.

"I let you think you're stronger than me. I let you win arguments. I'm fucking tired of it." His other hand is on the small of my back, dragging me closer. "Fucking beg."

I squirm round, but can't break free. Between the proximity and the squirming, I can feel something warm and hard pressed against my thigh.

"Come on baby. I know you're hard. Let me take care of you. You can just sit there and be good, and I'll-" He cuts me off.

"Beg for my fucking cock." This is new. "Be a good little play thing, and beg for me. You've made me beg, it's payback time." I started at him. He leans in, as though going for a kiss. He pauses right before he gets to my lips. "Beg for me to kiss you. To touch you. For anything. Or I'll leave your phone up there, and you, soaking wet, on the counter."

"P-please Chris. Kiss me. I need you." I feel pathetic and my face is burning. He groans and leans in, closing the gap. The kiss is intense and satisfying.

"Good play thing." I feel myself throb. "I'm going to have my head buried between those pretty thighs, and then when you're soft and shaky from your orgasm, I'm going to fuck you on the counter." He looks at me, expecting, waiting. I gulp.

"Please Chris. Please do what you want. Please, please, I need it. Please." Tears have welled up in my eyes from the sheer embarrassment I feel. He tips his head back and moans softly, his free hand gripping his dick through his pants.

He pulls me closer to the edge and flips my skirt up. He pulls my underwear off after teasing me for a moment. "Fuck, do it again. Beg for me again."

"Please Chris. Please I need your mouth on me so bad. Please." He gives in. My hands are free now, so I lace them into his hair, just to have something to hold. It doesn't take long, him working his tongue and his fingers deep inside me. It's probably 15 minutes and then I'm cumming all over his face. He groans against me, sending shocks of 'too much, so good' through my body.

He pulls away, laying his head on my thigh and panting. After a minute, he stands up fully and flips me over. I can feel the head of his cock line up with me. He teases a few times before finally sinking into me.

His hands come up to lace around my tits, playing with and kneading them. He's fucking into me hard and I'm already feeling the overstimulation kick in. My legs start to shake, as do my arms. My arms give out, instead I lay my head on them.

"Fuck ma. You feel so good, my perfect fucking fit. We're fucking made for my cock. Shit, I love you." He pulls my body into his, pressing my back against his chest. "Brace your legs on the counter, baby."

He lends some help, and it completely changes the angle. He's pounding my walls and I'm struggling to stay relatively quiet.

"Fuck ma." He holds one tit in his hand, toying with it, his other hand toying with my clit. "Gonna cum soon. Gonna fill you up." He fucks faster into me. I'm reaching my own high, but he finds his first. As he's finishing, I find the end of my rope, my walls squeezing around him, milking him for all his worth.

"Fuck. Chris- fuck." I grip his arms until my orgasm finishes out.

"I love you." He pulls me into his arms. "Let's go take a shower, pretty." He grabs my phone from the cabinet and carries me down to his room.

"I love you more." I nuzzle against his neck.

[wannab-urs]

You call the shots babe,

Can you please write a little subby Frankie blurb for me ? 💜💜

Why yes, my darling. You can.

I may have accidentally written 1200 words lol.

Warnings/Content: sub!frankie, soft dom!reader, anal fingering (m recieving), pegging, comeplay kind of? Excessive praise. Reader's body is not described in the slightest so they can be any gender, but it's probably implied they don't have a dick since they're using a strap? Idk. Enjoy besties

Frankie Morales Masterlist | Main Masterlist | AO3 | Kofi

Anything for you, babe

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“Francisco, baby, I’ll make you feel so good. Just let me try it. Please?” You do your best to imitate his puppy dog eyes -- the ones you’re never able to resist. Frankie sighs, tipping his head back and looking at the ceiling like he’s saying a silent prayer. 

“Anything for you, babe,” Frankie says, just a tad sarcastically. You jump on top of him where he’s perched on the bed, tackling him back into the pile of pillows and smothering his face in kisses.

“Thank you thank you thank you thank you I love you,” you gush out. You squeeze his cheeks in your hands and plant a final kiss on his lips with an exaggerated “MWUAH!” before climbing off him and running to the closet.

“What are you doing, cariño?” You look over your shoulder at your gorgeous husband and give him a smirk. 

“Getting my strap, duh.” 

“Wait! Right now? You have a strap? Why do you have a strap?”

You sit back on your heels, holding your harness and a hot pink 5 inch dildo up triumphantly. “Babe, I told you I had a girlfriend before you. Remember?”

Frankie rolls his eyes and scrubs his hand over his face. “Yes. I remember.” He always gets pouty when you talk about your exes. You’d find it annoying if it wasn’t so fucking adorable. Tossing the strap on the bed, you straddle Frankie and give him a reassuring kiss, fluffing his hat-smothered curls with your fingers. 

“I’m going to take good care of you, Francisco. And we can always stop if you’re uncomfortable, okay?” Frankie nods and wraps you in a tight hug. 

“I trust you, amor.”

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Thirty minutes later, you have Frankie sprawled out on the bed, pillow under his hips and hands tightly gripping the sheets. He looks beautiful like this, a flush crawling up his broad chest, muscles taut with pleasure, head tipped back to reveal the column of his throat. 

“That’s it Frankie, good boy. Taking my fingers so well, baby.” Frankie whimpers, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut. “Does that feel good, baby?” You’re slotted between his thighs, braced on one hand by his shoulder. Your other hand is working Frankie open, making sure he’s ready to take you. 

“I asked you a question, Francisco,” you say sternly, crooking your fingers to hit the bundle of nerves inside him.

“YEah! Fuck! Yes, baby!” Frankie gasps out, throwing his head back. His thick cock is hard and leaking against his stomach. “Please, baby,” Frankie whines. 

“You’re so pretty when you beg, baby.” You slide down his body and grip his cock in your free hand, gathering precum from the tip and stroking him languidly before taking the plush head in your mouth. You swirl your tongue around him before swallowing him down to the base, massaging his bundle of nerves at the same time. Frankie’s hands fly to your hair and his hips arch off the bed as a loud moan erupts from his throat. 

You pull off him with a pop and slip your fingers out of his ass, lube dripping from his puffy hole. “I think you’re ready, Frankie. You want me to fuck you now?” 

Frankie takes a deep, shuddering breath and nods. You lean up to press a kiss to his forehead. “Do you feel good, Francisco? Use your words.”

“So good,” Frankie whimpers. You stand up and slip the harness on, grabbing the lube and slicking it up. You settle yourself back between Frankie’s thighs and line the tip of your pink dildo up with his hole. Frankie reaches out for you and you slip your hands into his, leaning forward and pressing them to the mattress by his head. You press a gentle kiss to his lips and shift your hips slightly, slipping the tip of your dildo into him. 

Frankie’s hands grip yours hard and his whole body tenses beneath you. “Relax baby, you’re okay. I’ve got you.” You kiss him slowly, deeply, sliding your tongue against his pouty bottom lip and into his mouth. His body slowly relaxes, and you push into him at a slow, smooth pace, mouth not leaving his until you’re fully seated inside him. 

“How do you feel, Frankie?” 

“Full… good… so full,” Frankie’s voice is breathy and his brows are pinched in pleasure. You smile knowingly, thinking about how it feels to be stretched wide on his thick cock. 

“I know baby, I’m gonna move now, okay? You’re doing so good for me baby, just breathe.” You retreat slowly, keeping a careful eye on his face for any signs of pain. You sit up higher on your knees this time and when you push back into him, Frankie’s face lights up in pleasure and his hips buck up toward you again, a string of curses falling from his lips. 

You pick up the pace a bit, making sure to graze his prostate on every thrust. His cock bounces on his stomach, fully hard again. You untangle one hand from his, planting it on the bed beside him. “Touch yourself, Francisco.” 

He reaches between your bodies and takes his cock in his hand, stroking himself in time with your thrusts. “Good boy, Frankie. Taking my cock so well.” 

Frankie flushes even redder at the praise, and you’d think he’s embarrassed by it, but his hand speeds up and his hips grind down with every thrust into him. You smirk down at him. “You like being my good boy, Frankie?”

“Y-Yes! Please, baby can I cum? Please?” You can’t believe he asked you to cum. It’s possibly the hottest thing you’ve ever heard. 

Frankie’s eyes are wider than you’ve ever seen them, black pupils engulfing the honey brown of his eyes. His bottom lip is stuck out in a pout and you lean forward and kiss him again. “Of course, baby. You’ve been so good for me. Cum for me now, Frankie.” 

You lean back and take his hips in your hands, digging your thumbs into the soft flesh. You thrust into him, hitting his prostate dead on every time. His hand is flying over his cock and his whole body shuddering with his impending orgasm. God, he is so fucking gorgeous. 

Frankie’s legs go rigid and his free hand grips the sheet so hard the corner pops off the bed. He yells out a moan as he cums hard, painting his chest and stomach with ropes and ropes of cum. You still your hips, buried all the way inside him, and swipe a finger through his spend. You bring your finger to your lips and suck it clean before leaning forward to press soft kisses to Frankie’s forehead, nose, and lips. 

“You’re perfect, Francisco. My perfect, gorgeous boy,” you whisper against his lips. You gently slip out of him and stand up to take off the harness. Once you’re stripped, you turn to head to the bathroom and get a washcloth to clean Frankie up. 

Before you get a step away from the bed, Frankie wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a tight hug. You squeal as his cum smears all over your back. “Gross Frankie!!!” You yell, squirming to get away from him and his now sticky cum. 

“Where are you going, cariño? I haven’t taken care of you yet.” 

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[somethingblu3]

I'm praying to God your requests are open holy shit. Simon walker. I want to fuck him. That's is all I have to say. If your requests are open I would love to just have a smut of him x reader. Fem bodied reader is preferred but anything is fine. If you don't wish to it's fine you can just delete this ask <3. Also if possible may I ask what emojis are available to take as an anon?

Thanks for being my first request! You can be any emoji. This took kind of a turn and is slightly yandere! (probably more possessive) Walker, I don't know if this is what you were looking for. Lightly edited.

Masterlist

TW: Public Sex, Public Dirty Talk, Grinding, Marking/Biting/Ownership, Dom/Sub relationship, Slight humiliation, orgasm delay/denial.

Word Count: 893

Smut below.

"If you really are mine, you'd let me mark you right here right now," Walker mumbles as his lips graze against your neck.

"Walker-" You groan. Not this.

There were too many people. Chez Chez was crowded, but the people were too busy focused on the music and having a good time. None of them had noticed how far Walker had your skirt hiked up, not even Joel. He was far too focused on his set, and luckily, it was loud enough to mask your moans.

"Please- I want them to know everyone to know that you are mine," He growled into your ear, biting your earlobe firmly.

You give into him, nodding in response; you're too lost in the soft movements of his hips against you even to care.

His fingers dug into your skin, bound to leave purple marks that wouldn't be as easy to hide. He always wants to show you off. Maybe you should have known and shouldn’t have worn the skirt tonight; you knew it would end up with both of you on the floor sooner or later.

"I'm going to take you right here where everyone can hear you scream," Walker murmurs in between kisses, which turn into violent bites.

You hear his belt buckle from behind you. If you had any sense left, you would have stopped, pushed him away, and rolled down your dress. You blamed it on the alcohol, but you knew that was just an excuse. Walker had some kind of hold over you, one that you could never escape. The minute his hands were on you, there would be no way to turn back. 

“You're going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you, baby?” Walker asks, his hand already stroking your clit, your drenched soaking.

“Yes, Walker, please,” You beg. He chuckles in response; he knows he’s got you, and you'll give in to his every whim, especially here somewhere so public. "I need you inside me."

“Everyone could be watching us. Watching me take you,” He taunts into your ear, and you can feel his hardness against you. Before you know it, he’s pushed himself into you, and you can feel your feel yourself bending over. Walker places his hand in your hair as he starts rocking his hips.

“You don’t even care, do you?” Walker asks with a smirk. “If someone watches, I think you enjoy it, don’t you? The thought that someone…Someone like Brendan could be watching us? Watching me fuck you like a good little slut you are,” Walker taunts.

You feel yourself heat up from his words. He grunts from behind as his hips pick up pace. Now he has one hand on your neck, the other still in your hair.

“Look how drenched you are,” Walker comments. You can’t even see it’s so dark in the nightclub. “You're taking me like a good girl, aren’t you? You are so needy and desperate that I don’t think I'm going to let you cum. I’d rather watch you squirm,” He ridicules

“Walker-Please I need- please let me cum” You whine, eyes rolling. You can feel yourself shiver from your own admission. It was embarrassing how he had made you so needy in public that you wanted to curl up into a ball, but you couldn’t focus.

You couldn’t concentrate as you felt him thrust in and out of you again; you weren’t going to last long. You swear his words alone could make you just as needy and desperate, plus the fact that you were both in Chez Chez, where everyone and anyone in the village could see you, seemed to make you even wetter. Walker hadn't been inside you long, and yet he still ruined you.

“Why, Sweetheart? give me one reason why you deserve it.” On the last word, he pulled you into him harder, slamming you violently. Your clothes had to be ruined by now, not just from the stains but from his gnarly nails digging into your backside. There were more than just bruises now. Cuts too. 

"I love you," You whimper. The words just fell out. You weren't even sure if you truly did love him, maybe at that moment, but it was enough to convince him.

At first, he was silent for a moment, but then that silence was broken by a grunt. The roughness of his cock pounding into you turns you numb. It's like you've been drugged. You can't feel anything, especially your legs. All you can feel is his rough hands on your chest, teasing your nipples, which only makes you even more sensitive.

"You've been such a good girl, so good to me," He whispers.

"Walker, can I please-"

He cuts you off, hand wrapped around your neck. "You can come now. Let it all out."

And you do. The sweet release you've been craving, you're sure you've. Feel eyes on you in the club, but you don't care as you feel the pleasure wash over you and run down your legs. You wonder how you're going to walk home. You at least hope Walker will drive you home on his bike, even though you don't live that far.

"Come on," Walker says, placing a hand firmly on your thigh. "I'll take you to the bathroom, get you cleaned up, and then I'll drive you home."

[outro-jo]

powers for good

pairing: choi san x reader

type: imagine

warnings: dom/sub dynamics (not smut tho), sir kink?, mentions of food but nothing specific, nudity?

request: kinda 😅

a/n: this was a request about dom/sub dynamics with san and the reader needing to relieve stress. i don’t write smut so here’s this ✨ please read my info before requesting to avoid sending in a request i can’t do 🤍

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to say you were overwhelmed would have been an understatement. your project was due this week and you were nowhere near done. san was starting to grow more worried with each day as he watched you hunched over your computer withering away. each time he asked, you declined eating or sleeping and it was starting to worry him. finally, he’d had about enough of it. the two of you came up with rules for your interesting dynamics and san rarely if ever had to initiate his role as a dom outside the bedroom, but today that would all change. 

san came home from practice that evening and frowned upon finding you in the same spot he’d left you that morning. blue light blockers over your tired eyes, a blanket wrapped over your slumped shoulders, and the tea he made to you this morning untouched and cold. he’s heart sank and something in him snapped. of course you didn’t look up but you didn’t even notice when the door opened and slammed shut again. almost an hour later he returned, setting the food he just picked up on the coffee table and walking over to you. 

two of his fingers tucked under your chin, tilting your head and gaze up to him, “you have five minutes to finish the sentence you’re working on and save your progress. this is not a question, this is a command. i won’t say it again and if you don’t comply, you will be punished. do you understand?”

you nod slowly and quickly get to a stopping point. normally when san initiates play, you fight back as being bratty is in your nature but you didn’t have the energy to fight him right now. san set his stop watch on his phone and showed you. it took far less that five for you to finish, closing your computer and looking up at him doe eyed.

he smiled down at you fondly, stroking your head, “good, baby.” he praised you and kissed your temple. “now, come and eat. you will eat it all and since you were so good for me, you can pick what we watch. we will be watching it all.”

wordlessly you agreed, taking san’s hand and letting him lead you to the sofa. being away from the computer, you started to feel the full weight of your exhaustion but it was quickly replaced by the hunger you felt. san was sweet enough to go pick up your favorite. he sat you in his lap and fed you while your favorite show droned on in the background. san savored every second and every touch with you, kissing your cheeks after filling them with food, brushing your hair back, the way you leaned back into him when you were finally full. it took until this moment for him to realize just how much he had missed you and you him. the silence between the two of you was nice, pleasant, and not at all awkward. your relationship had reached a point where you didn’t have to always talk, just sitting in each other’s company was comforting. 

when the episodes had ended on the tv screen, you went to get up, saying that you needed to finish but the grip on your hand stopped you and pulled you back into your boyfriend. he reached up, squishing your cheeks together and forcing you to look at him. the stern look on his face sent shivers down your spine.

“who said i was done with you, little one? i’m not through taking care of you. if you touch that damn computer again tonight, i will punish you.”

“but, sannie, i have to—“

“that’s not how you address me!” his voice raised slightly. he didn’t mean to but he was just so tired of you not taking care of yourself.

“sir… i have to finish this… please.” you begged.

“not tonight, my love. you will work on it tomorrow. understand?”

you nod. 

san scoops you up into his arms, carrying you into your shared bedroom and laying you down on the bed, placing a kiss to your forehead. “would you prefer a bath or a shower, darling?” he stroked your hair lovingly while you thought for a minute.

“mmm, i think a bath. i’m too tired to stand up for that long.” you told him.

“perfect. i’ll be right back, angel. stay right here and rest.” san left you with a tender kiss to your lips before going to run your bath. 

your eyes drifted to a close for what felt like only a minute but you soon felt your clothes being removed along with kisses being placed all over your body. with your eyes still closed, san carefully lifted you and carried you to the bathtub, lowering you in gently. the warm water was so welcoming and relaxing. the lights in the bathroom were dim and you could hear the playlist san had made for you playing in the background. it smelled of lavender, adding to your relaxation as you breathed deeply and slid further into the bubbles. after a few minutes of letting you soak, san came behind you and started to wash you hair. he was so gentle with you, taking his time to help clean you up. 

when he was finished, he dried you off in a towel fresh from the dryer before carrying you back to the bed. san dressed you in an oversized shirt of his and some sweatpants. you were now fed, clean, fully relaxed, and ready for bed, not before san could get some cuddles in. after getting you situated in your usual spot in the bed, san slid in behind you, kissing your head down to your shoulder. 

“thank you for taking care of me, sir.” you sleepily said, turning your head towards him.

san took the opportunity and kissed your lips softly, slowly. his hands massaging down your side. “anything for you, my love. get some rest now.”

thankfully sannie didn’t have to dish out any punishments… tonight.