#hope you’re doing so so well! 🤗✨

[jadedvibes]

[spideyjimin]

Hi, I don’t know if you’re accepting requests, but you could write something about JK where his girlfriend is accompanying them on tour and he keeps sneaking away without the managers and boys coming to sleep with her or take her to his bunk bed on the tour bus or to his hotel room... smuttt pls

hello, angel ✨ i'm not really accepting requests... but i can do a little exception, hope you'll enjoy it, angel 🤗

✨ mirror, mirror on the wall ✨

—  pairing: idol!jungkook x female reader 

— rating: 18+ 

—  words: 2,814

—  warnings: tattooed!jungkook, dom!jungkook, big cock!jungkook, swearing, teasing, pet names, breast play, dirty talk, mirror sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, and, creampie

Jungkook leaves the stage running, impatient to join his girlfriend, you.

This past week, you’ve been coming to certain shows of the boys as you’ve been on holiday. Your boyfriend has been more than happy to have you around, and he’s demonstrated it quite a lot.

Let's just say that there hasn’t been a show where he didn’t fuck you before and after it. Apparently, it helps him to have enough energy, and be in a good mood.

Well, if he says so, you won’t contradict him. Your boyfriend is very good at sex, he knows how to give you mindblowing orgasms, and you kind of got addicted to it so you’re never going to say no to that.

Once he finds you in the room you stayed during the show, he closes the door behind him. Even though you were expecting him to come, he arrived quite fast. You can still hear the fans calling for BTS.

“Woow, you were fast,” you say.

As you look at your boyfriend, you instantly notice that he has already removed his shirt. He’s all sweaty as well, and his breathing is heavy. In a matter of seconds, he’s standing in front of you with the brightest smile on his face.

“Couldn’t wait to be with you,” he says before pressing a kiss on your lips. His hand moves to your back, pushing you closer.  “Couldn’t wait to fuck you, pumpkin.”

At first, it was so weird to hear your boyfriend using such cute nicknames while being dirty as hell.  His eyes look behind you at the mirror pressed against the wall. A devious smirk appears on his face which causes you to turn around.

You notice your reflections, and you know damn well what is about to happen. This man is about to fuck you nice and rough right in front of the damn mirror. He’s standing behind you, and the way you both look at each other through the mirror sends shivers down your spine.  

The man wastes no time and starts unbuttoning your shirt to expose your torso to his greedy eyes. Underneath your shirt, you’re wearing a white laced bra. When he sees it, he licks his lips.

While his hand opens your shirt, his body presses even more against yours, and you perceive his hard shaft in your back.

His hand snails down to your waist, holding you tight as if he’s afraid you’ll run away from him. His other hand pushes your bra down to reveal your breasts before he massages them, whimpers escaping your lips. 

His eyes intensely glance at you through the mirror, there is only one thing he desires. You. 

You sense his crotch growing harder, causing a smile to appear on your face while you keep moaning under his action.

“Someone seems to be turned on,” you manage to say in between moans. 

“How can I not be turned on by you, pumpkin?” he presses a soft kiss on your cheek.

You close your eyes to enjoy his sweet affectation as well as the way he caresses your breasts. 

Right now, all you can think about is him, and him only. You’re perfectly aware that his bandmates can hear your moans, they will for sure make comments when you leave the dressing room but you simply don’t care. 

“Undress for me, honey,” he says against your cheek.

You nod before purposely bending down to take your shoes off. The curve of your ass presses harder against his member, snatching a deep groan out of him. You smile, more than proud to have caused a reaction out of him. Quickly, you take off your shoes and your pants, only leaving your panties. 

“Such a tease,” Jungkook runs his thumb over his lower lip as his eyes get lost in your body. You wink at him, teasing him even more.  

His large hands rest on your ass before slowly caressing it, his curious eyes look down at his hands on you. They cover almost all your butt and fuck, the sight gets him even harder. His action gives you small goosebumps on your body, your eyes never once stopping to glance at the two of you through the mirror.  

The cold metal of the rings that he’s wearing sends shivers down your spine as his fingers tenderly stroke the soft skin of your ass. Slowly his tattooed hand trails down, one of his fingers brushing against your soaked panties.

The sensation of his finger touching your clothed core sends shivers down your spine but it also causes you to let out a small whimper. A groan escapes his lips as he feels your arousal.    

“You’re so fucking soaked,” he says, his eyes glancing at you through the mirror while his fingers start to massage the bundle of nerves through your panties. “All for me?” A smile appears on his face as the words leave his lips. 

“Maybe,” you keep teasing him.

As he feels your growing wetter in his hands, the urge to have your velvety walls around him arises. His fingers press harder against your core, making you moan louder. Torturing you a bit more with his hands is something he really loves to do because your body always instantly reacts to it. 

“Maybe I can stop,” he teases you back while he slowly starts removing his hand.

You firmly grab his arm, not letting his hand leave your panties.  

“No,” you resolutely say.

Jungkook chuckles before his hands slowly pull your panties down your legs, causing you to suck in a deep breath. Once your panties are on the floor, his fingers ride up your legs, goosebumps rising on your skin. 

Purposely, he totally ignores your needy core, his hands resting on your waist before bending you down a little bit to see your pussy. Not wanting to wait for more, he pulls his pants down together with his underwear,  his cock springing free, and slapping against his stomach.

Since he’s just behind you, you can’t see anything but you can perfectly picture his massive member. You’ve already seen it a million times.

Most probably, he’s already hard but not completely, so his length isn’t fully big yet. However, you know that the head is already red and swollen with precum drooling from the tip.

Jungkook looks down at the beast he hides in his pants. His tattooed hand grabs his cock, slowly stroking it while his eyes gaze up at your soaked pussy that is all ready for him. This incredibly hot sight definitely helps him to get harder. 

“You’re so perfect, pumpkin,” he groans behind you, your eyes searching for his face in the mirror. 

To say that he looks hot is more than an understatement. Everything screams hot with him; from his black short hair to the piercing in his eyebrow, and to the tattoos on his arm.

His eyes filled with lust never leave your body while he keeps stroking his cock. In order to ease the intrusion of his cock inside you, he gathers your wetness with his fingers before spreading it all over his beast.    

Both of you are so impatient as it feels like time is passing by too slowly. 

“Please hurry,” you tell him with desperation, your walls clenching but your words only make him smirk. 

His free hand reaches for your body to caress your ass cheeks while he keeps pumping his hard length. Never once do his eyes look away from you because the sight you’re giving him is delightful. Since he pushed down your bra, your breasts are almost in full display, causing him to bite his lower lip.

“Looks like someone is always so needy and desperate,” he adds before pushing in one motion his massive cock inside you.

A deep and guttural moan leaves your mouth as this comes as a surprise for you. Jungkook is definitely the kind of guy to surprise everybody but when he does it during sex, he’s even wilder.

His huge cock stretches you completely as he pushes himself further inside you. Having your walls sucking him inside always feels like heaven to him. Most of the time, all he can think about is the way your walls feel around him.  

“So fucking good,” he mumbles while his cock throbs inside you

When he finally fills you up to the brim, he halts to give you all the time you need to adjust to his monstrous cock. Jungkook doesn’t need you to speak to understand you. The way he penetrated you isn’t the nicest way at all but he’s going to give you all the time you need. 

His hands fall on your hips to caress them with his thumbs while his eyes land on your reflection again. 

“You’re so fucking big,” you exclaim. 

His hands remove your shirt before throwing it on the floor. Now, he has a perfect view of your body.

Slowly, he bends down to reach your face and presses a sweet kiss on your cheek. The movement causes his cock to move a bit further inside you, a soft whimper leaving your lips. 

“Sorry, pumpkin,” he whispers in your ear. 

Before he does or says anything more, you decide to lift up because the position isn’t comfortable at all. Now, you’re ready to be fucked by the prettiest man on earth.  

For a moment, you stare at the reflection of the two of you in the mirror. The first thing that crosses your mind is that this looks like a scene from a porn movie. Looking down a bit, you can perfectly see where your bodies connect. Your walls squeeze him, earning a groan from him. 

Your eyes glance up at the man behind you. His pants are pooling at his ankles, and his lust-filled eyes are looking at you. If a fan saw him like this, they’d be dead by now.

Without saying anything, you begin to move your ass, pushing his cock out of you until only the tip is inside. You sense his cock pulsating inside you before you suck him back in. A little teasing doesn’t hurt anyone. 

A small whimper escapes his soft lips while his eyes close to enjoy the feeling. 

“You really can’t wait,” he manages to say when he’s fully inside you again. 

“Never,” you answer, your eyes never leaving his adorable face but you decide to clench your walls around him.  

“You’re such a tease,” he groans against your ear. 

Jungkook slowly pushes back, leaving only the tip of his cock inside you. His eyes never leave your figure, watching you moan. That sound is without any doubt his favorite music. 

Sex in front of the mirror is a first time for the two of you. Jungkook can help but find this pretty erotic, he can see the way your pussy is around him as well as the way your body contorts with all the pleasure only he can give you. You, on the other hand, can see how you look when he fucks you senseless.   

Brutally, he pushes his cock fully inside you, a loud moan leaving your lips. For a little while, he doesn't move, his lips only press tender kisses on your neck. Although you desperately want to watch him fuck you, you want to savor this moment. So, you close your eyes as you moan.  

“Your cunt takes me so fucking well, pumpkin.” 

Once he sees that you’re ready to take more, he pulls back brutally before slamming himself back into you. Jungkook once again stops when he’s fully inside you, torturing you just to hear you begging him to fuck you. This is of course not enough for you. You need more. You need him to fuck you rough in front of this massive mirror.  

“Please, Jungkook,” you start saying, “fuck me.” 

“I always love to hear you begging,” he whispers before licking the spot just under your ear. 

He pushes his cock back before slamming into you with both hands on your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. The slick sound of your pussy soaking his cock as well as your moans quickly fill the room. 

His cock perfectly fills you up, his hips hitting against yours with every thrust he makes. This all causes sparks of pleasure to shoot throughout your body, your arousal dripping from your core and creaming his cock.

As he senses the sticky mess you’re causing, his eyes briefly look down. His cock is buried deep inside you, brushing against your walls, and causing you to moan even louder each time. 

“You’re so fucking wet, pumpkin,” he hisses before biting his lower lip. His hand on your hips presses harder into your skin when he feels your walls tighten around him. “And making such a mess on my cock.” 

Every time he pushes his hips back, he watches with delight the way his cock is completely covered with your arousal. You’re clearly doing a bigger mess than usual which makes him realize that this mirror fuck session is turning you incredibly on. 

Jungkook’s hand moves up on your body, grabbing your breasts and squeezing them to make you moan with desire before his fingers start playing with your nipples. Moans flood out of your mouth as he tortures your body.

“It feels so good,” you whine. 

His eyes look at you, contorting with pleasure, and a smirk grows again on his face.

The vision of you two fucking in front of a mirror is literally driving him crazy. Your moans are getting louder, and right now, you’re sure that everybody who is working in this concert hall is able to hear you moaning Jungkook’s name. 

Well, all those people have been hearing you for the past few days moaning your boyfriend’s name at least twice a day.

“You’re so loud, pumpkin,” he says as he goes deeper and harder to make you scream with pleasure. Your voice moaning his name is the only thing he wants to hear.  

His hands can feel the way your body quivers with each thrust. The way he’s torturing your body is only making you lose yourself further.

This time around, you’re able to witness what your boyfriend sees every time he screws you relentlessly. Your face looks so weird but god, you just don’t care. All you care about is the pleasure he’s giving you.   

“Shit,” he groans when he feels the warmth of your walls wrapping tighter around him. “Your cunt is clenching so hard.” 

As you look at him, you can’t help but find him extremely attractive. Through the mirror, his eyes stare at you with passion and lust as his tongue licks his lower lips. He keeps growling your name, thrusting into you with more urgency each time. 

“Gonna be a good girl and come for me?” he asks, and you nod.

You desperately want to be a good girl for him because you know it’ll put him in a good mood.

“I wanna come so bad,” you manage to say. 

His cock twitches inside of you, a low groan rumbling in his throat as you practically beg him to let you come.

His hand slowly goes down on your body to land on your throbbing clit. His fingers start to rub your sensitive spot as his cock keeps driving you crazy. 

The wave of pleasure inside you is growing bigger and bigger, almost becoming too overwhelming.

“Do it,” he says. “Come for me.” 

Those words are what you need for the wave of pleasure to hit you intensely, making you come hard around him. Your arousal completely covers his cock while your walls squeeze him over and over again. 

After a few seconds, he starts thrusting into you again before speeding up the pace of his hips slamming into you, wanting to chase his own high. The coil in his lower stomach tightens inside of him, and it completely clouds his thoughts. Breathy whines escape his pretty lips as he looks down at the mess you made on his cock. 

A desperate moan leaves his mouth when his orgasm hits him hard. Your eyes automatically glance up at him in the mirror to see him coming. You can’t help but find him extremely adorable. He rolls his eyes back with pleasure, his body tensing up as he releases his load inside you. Loud moans leave his lips as he’s completely ravaged by his orgasm. 

For a little moment, he stays inside you, his cock pulsating inside you. 

“Shit, we should do this more often,” he says before pressing a soft kiss on your cheek. 

“I wouldn’t complain,” you tell him. 

Jungkook pushes his dick out before grabbing tissues to clean you and himself. The two of you put your clothes back before sitting on the couch to discuss, acting like nothing happened.

[dc418writes]

Meddling Meet Cute

✨Pairing✨: Terry Richmondxblack!singlemom!reader

Summary🪄: Your daughter’s at it again…

🚨: pretty much all fluff🌸

A/N🎤: it’s my first Terry fic🤗! I’m very nervous (then again when am I not🙃), but I hope you guys like what I came up with☺️

*DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pictures used as they were all found via Pinterest*

“Ma come on!” The excited nine-year-old pulled you just hard enough past the barricades that your steps were a tad more hurried to avoid stumbling over your daughter.

“Callie relax, the rides aren’t going anywhere.”

“I know, but Jianna-,”

“Isn’t going anywhere either,” you chuckle still being led by the girl clearly on a mission with her eyes set on the infamous ‘High Flyer’.

Besties since kindergarten, you couldn’t lie about how cute the duo was. They were practically stuck at the hip during school - always working or playing together at recess - and outside wasn’t all too different seeing that one would typically be at the other’s house. It always brought a smile to your face watching their animated conversations and lighthearted debates.

And after this past year, you were especially glad to see none of that had changed. That she had a true friend to support her during the tough times.

“There she is!,” Callie smiles already beginning to bounce and skip towards her best friend. Jianna begins to frantically wave alerting the much taller and unfamiliar man to her right. Jianna’s mom’s boyfriend maybe? She did mention a new guy she was really into...

Before you can stop her, Callie easily slips away running to hug her friend - and introduce herself to the tower of muscle who adorably shakes her hand with an amused smile of his own.

“Um Callie-?,”

With the man in tow behind them, Jianna tightly wraps her arms around your waist in one of her famous warm hugs before peering up at you with a sweet, “Hey auntie!”

The term given to you by the young girl herself when she was about six since, “You take care of me like my other aunties. So that makes you my aunt too!” You didn’t have the heart to go into the semantics with the wide-eyed little girl, so you just smiled and said, “Okay sweetheart.”

“This is my uncle Terry from the army. Uncle Terry, this is my friend’s mom.”

He was broader up close, and the orange shirt stretching across his chest and shoulders only made that more apparent. That paired with the dark jeans over his thick thighs didn’t help the ache beginning to pulse in your core that you haven’t felt in…damn when was the last time you felt that?

“Hi Callie’s mom,” he greets with probably the prettiest smile you’ve seen in this town on a man and an outstretched hand. A hand that completely envelopes your own once you place yours in his.

“Hi Jianna’s uncle Terry,” you softly chuckle along with the man himself.

God that deep baritone voice was dangerous. And his grayish-green eyes?! You didn’t even know they came in that color.

“Well we’re going to the line bye!,” Callie rushes grabbing Jianna’s hand. Your quick, “Hold it” begrudgingly halts both girls turning around to face you again.

“Tell us what rides you’re going to, and we’ll follow behind.”

“Mom we’re nineee,” she whines with that pouty secret weapon of hers and batting those curly lashes similar to yours.

“You want us to choose the rides?”

There’s a brief, silent stare off between you and your mini me before she announces they’ll be in line at the High Flyer.

“And we’ll be sitting at that bench.” It was about 20 feet away and had the perfect view of both the entrance and exit lines so you would always see the girls.

“Spoken like a true mama,” Terry murmurs with a low chuckle as you both sit. Meanwhile you try to ignore the flutter in your lower tummy at how ‘mama’ sounds out of his mouth.

“Reminded myself of my own back there,” you softly laugh while inwardly cringing. Although you’re enjoying your time so far with Terry - a brief, comfortable silence currently between you two - there’s this creeping suspicion you can’t seem to shake. “Is everything okay with Nitta? I thought she was bringing Jianna?”

“She said she wasn’t feeling the best and asked if I could bring her instead,” he casually answers.

Huh..maybe it’s nothing then.

“She also said Jia told her she really wanted me to go so she could show me around? Didn’t know she was meeting yall here until we got out the truck.”

Yep. There it is.

Your quiet ‘huh’ along with the knowing look on your face has his brow rising in intrigue. And admittedly, he thinks it’s cute how your deep brown eyes slightly squint. “What’s up?”

From your sudden shift to surprised, you clearly didn’t expect him to hear you. Or be paying close enough attention to read you so well. Who wouldn’t pay attention to you though? Bright skin that nearly shined gold when the sun hit you just right. Your full lips that looked so soft. Not to mention your body with curves in all the right places that made him realize it’s been too long since his last time.

You debate on whether to say anything, but the way he deeply gazes at you tells you he probably won’t just let it go. “I uh think a couple of nine year old matchmakers may be trying to work their magic.”

Looking back at the girls, they each throw both of you a quick wave now at the front of the line.

“You think it’s working?,” Jianna asks.

“I mean they’re talking? That’s more attention I’ve seen my mom give a guy,” Callie shrugs. “Might be going better though if he brought flowers like I said.”

“Then that would’ve gave us away like I said.”

“Not that Jia doesn’t want to spend time with you though!,” you hurry to correct meeting those hypnotic green eyes again. “She talked about you all the time when you were gone.”

“Really?,” he smiles and you swear you feel your heart skip a beat. Or two.

“Anytime you’d call she’d get so excited. And when you’d send her something for her birthday or Christmas? All she’d talk about for a good week.”

Deep down Terry knew his sister and niece loved him. But actually hearing how he made them feel from another person made him emotional in a way he hadn’t during his time in the service.

“I have a feeling mine was the ringleader here.”

At that moment you can hear both girls squealing and giggling as the carousel like ride gently swings them higher than any playground swing would. Their arms waving and legs kicking before disappearing on the other side.

‘So you were single,’ Terry thought.

“Sorry to get you wrapped up in all this. If it makes you uncomfortable-,”

“Far as I’m concerned, we’re just two friendly adults watching two kids,” he replies holding up his hands showing he saw no harm. “If it makes you uncomfortable though-,”

“No! No I agree, just two friendly adults,” you smile. There was a glint of something behind your eyes that told Terry there was more to your daughter playing Cupid, but rather than dig he opted to leave it alone until you were ready. Hopefully trusting him enough to explain.

“Did you see us?!,” Callie shouts running up to the both of you with Jianna by her side.

“We did. Surprised yall aren’t dizzy going around so much,” you answer making the girls laugh as they shake their heads.

“We should all do the firecracker next!,” Jianna suggests, which of course Callie quickly agrees. Just a few feet across the way, the line was already filling up with teens and adults alike waiting to ride the infamous drop tower that’s been popular since you were a kid. Those already on it screaming as they quickly free fell before stopping halfway to rise and repeat the motion again.

“Afraid I’m gonna have to sit that one out girls, but maybe Uncle Terry will ride with you?”

He doesn’t get a chance to answer before being pulled by the girls. Judging from the quick, concerned glance he gives you he clearly wasn’t a fan of the ride either.

‘Sorry,’ you innocently mouth when he turns to you from the line shaking his head with that cute tilted smile.

‘Later,’ he mouths back, which you didn’t fully get until he brought up the Tilted Record when the girls didn’t know what to ride next.

“You gotta ride it ma,” Callie practically begged. “It’s so much fun!”

“Yea you gotta ride it ma,” Terry playfully winks bringing those flutters back stronger than ever as a heat creeps to your cheeks. A few minutes later, you were smushed into his side pleasantly smothered by his clean, woodsy scent as you all spun around and eventually backwards. Callie and Jianna in the seat behind you having the time of their lives squealing and singing to the music playing overhead.

“You did that on purpose,” you jokingly glare up at the taller man while following behind your still somehow energized kids.

He simply shrugs with a glimpse of a smirk on his lips, “Maybe. You had fun though.”

He might’ve had a point. “Still, friends don’t do that.”

His deep chuckle and wide smile hits you deep instantly making your knees feel like jelly - something you never thought possible let alone experienced. Not even with Callie’s dad. “Best friends mess with each other all the time,” he counters. “Guess we’ve leveled up.”

-

“So Jia’s uncle was nice,” Callie starts. She tries peeking at you in the standing mirror as you dutch braid her hair for the night, but it’s difficult with the way her neck is craned downward.

“He was. We’ll have to get him something for winning those stuffed pigs for you and Jianna.”

“Mhm,” she agrees as you move to the last section. “So what else did you think about him? You think he’s cute?”

You knew she’d been itching to ask since you both got in the car. Especially after Terry was nice enough to make sure you got there okay before wishing you both a good night.

Securing the last braid with the small rubber band, you pat the spot beside you beckoning her to join you in the king sized bed. She instantly climbs in snuggling under the fluffy throw she loved so much. “Callie I don’t want you worrying about me and dating alright? And definitely no more blind dates.”

You still had nightmares about the one with her principal. Who can put away that much shrimp?

“I just want you to be happy. Like how you were with dad,” she whispers peering up at you.

Eventually you’d have to tell her the truth about that strained relationship and how things were only ‘happy’ for her sake.

“I am happy lovie. Long as I have you I’m good,” you smile kissing her on the forehead. “You just focus on being the amazing kid you are okay?”

She nods, sleepily smiling and clearly minutes away from slumber. “Love you ma.”

“Love you too. Now let’s get you to bed.”

Moments after returning to your bedroom, beginning to feel the familiar heaviness of your lids, a couple of short vibrations from your phone stop you from sliding under your covers curious as to who would want something this late.

Hey, it’s Terry. Got your number from Nitta (sent 10:56 pm)

She’s still feeling bad so looks like I’m bringing Jia to dance tomorrow and apparently on snack duty?? (sent 10:57 pm)

Hey and yea forgot it’s her turn. I was next week but we can switch. I’ll pick something up, no worries😊(sent 11:02 pm)

Also I can take Jia if you want? Not sure if you had other plans (sent 11:04 pm)

Was that too much? What if he thought you were trying to pry?

Nah it’s ok, I got her. And thanks for taking over🙏🏽 (sent 11:13 pm)

Look at us, friends helping friends😉 (sent 11:14 pm)

“Nice,” he thought as his hand frustratedly passed over his face. “And with the winky face? Somebody take this damn phone.”

lol always😌! (Sent 11:17 pm)

Terry didn’t realize he was holding his breath until your response finally flashed on his screen allowing him to breathe again. Relief soothing his tense muscles as he sat back against the wooden headboard.

Neither one of you were really able to sleep that night though. Thoughts of the other and the time at the fair admittedly making each a little excited about being together again the next day.

And while you never knew what was planned for the future, something told you this ‘friendship’ would be far different than your other ones.

[misshoneyimhome]

we all know willy is cool, laidback, nothing could ever bother him? could we get him with a reader that is the polar opposite? like someone who is anxious all the time, nervous and is pessimistic? and then their whole relationship could just be willy teasing them and purposefully stressing out the reader? and then the news of him possibly having severe migraines where reader goes into full nurse mode and treats willy as a baby and now he has to be serious and try to calm them down

Oh, I really enjoyed this idea, babe! 🤗 Truth be told, this would be so me - at least the nervous and anxious part 🙈 Willy's definitely way too chill and relaxed for his own good, so, of course, we need her to take good care of our man 🤍✨

Please, I hope you enjoy this - probably overly fluffy fic 💕

Tropes & warnings; no warnings - it's just fluff; anxious!girlfriend, cheeky!willy, William Nylander x reader;

Word count; 2.2K

Taglist; @couldawouldashoulda50 @findapenny@justwanderingbutneverlost @cixrosie

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You complete me I William Nylander

“William Andrew Michael Junior Nylander Altelius! You really need to get ready - now!” you shouted through the condo, trying to prompt your boyfriend to hurry up and prepare for tonight’s match.

It was a typical situation. You had set the alarm so you both had plenty of time to get ready. You had even set several additional alarms to ensure William would be ready to leave before he was needed at the arena to gear up, while you had your own alarm for when you needed to leave to meet up with the other hockey girlfriends before the match.

“Willy! You’re going to get stuck in traffic if you don’t hurry up!”

“Take it easy, babe,” William chuckled as he joined you in the kitchen, almost dressed in his pregame suit, buttoning up his shirt and placing a kiss on your cheek. “I’ll just take the metro.”

“The metro?” you questioned, picking up his tie from the counter.

“Yes, you know, that form of transportation that sort of looks like a train and takes you from one station to another,” he explained mockingly with a laugh.

You rolled your eyes as you wrapped the silk fabric around his neck to tie the knot. “But… what if you get recognised? What if fans come up to you and want autographs?”

William chuckled again. “Then I’ll give them an autograph,” he said simply. “But they usually don’t - I mean, most of them just respect it when I have my headphones in.”

“But Willy…” you began but trailed off. You weren’t really sure what you were so worried about. William was a grown man and had taken public transport countless times, yet as always, you were mentally preparing for the worst. “What if the train breaks down or something? What if you’re late because someone won’t leave you alone?” You tightened the knot around his neck as you finished tying the tie.

But once again, William simply laughed as his hands grasped your arms. “Baby, nothing’s going to happen. I’ll be on time – in fact, there’s a better chance of that than if I get stuck in traffic trying to get to Downtown,” he explained with a smile. “You don’t always have to worry.”

You nodded lightly, well aware that he was right. “I’m sorry, I suppose I just always want to make sure everything’s alright with you,” you looked up at him with a hint of concern in your eyes.

“And I love you for that, more than you know,” he said, stroking his thumb over your lower lip before gently placing a kiss on it.

And as if his touch had a magical effect, you simply melted into it, slowly deepening the kiss a little. Your mouths moved in sync, your fingers toying with his tie as his hands moved to your hips and gently pressed your body against his.

It was a moment of pure joy as you and William stayed connected, savouring the love and passion between you. However, as you felt William’s tongue press against your lips, asking for permission to enter, you knew what he was trying to do. So, you swiftly pulled away, catching your breath.

“Willy - you really need to go now.”

Your tone was sharp, almost commanding. Yet William still grinned, holding his hands firmly on your hips.

“Hmm, then we’d better finish this when I get back home.”

His words were nothing but flirtatious and cheeky. And you couldn’t help but feel a tingle of anticipation in your lady parts for what the two of you might be doing later. But for now, he really needed to get going.

So, pushing him off with an eye roll and a smirk, you bid your farewells. And as William exited your home, gently adjusting himself in his trousers, he sent you air kisses and a flirty wink.

__

To an outsider, the two of you getting together and starting to date might not have seemed ideal - at least not at first.

You and William Nylander were simply polar opposites in many ways.

You were a planner - a woman who thrived on structure, always preparing for any situation that might arise. You were a realist - though some might say more of a pessimist - always worried, nervous, and anxious. You didn’t like surprises and definitely disliked not having control over a situation.

And this was something William was keen to challenge when he first met you.

Your smile had immediately captivated him, which was a rare sight given that you were at a birthday party for someone you didn’t really know. Yet your best friend had pushed you out of your comfort zone and introduced you to her new group of friends - the Toronto Maple Leafs hockey players.

You were definitely out of your depth, but William sought you out during the evening, and the two of you effortlessly fell into a deep conversation. It was the first time someone had made you feel so relaxed so easily. And all he did was talk.

And when he realised how nervous you were about uncertain situations, William naturally invited you out for ice skating on your first date. Not that you were completely incompetent on skates, but truth be told, you hadn’t really practised since you were ten years old and broke your wrist in a fall.

But William was determined to teach you, to push the boundaries of your comfort zone. And as it turned out, you had never been happier or laughed as much as when you were with him. Though you nearly fell several times, he just grabbed you and laughed along.

William was the best guy for you in so many ways. He always managed to lift your spirits, see the brighter side, and encourage you not to worry too much. And most annoyingly, he often succeeded.

Meanwhile, you had your own ways of completing him, even if you weren’t entirely aware of it. The point was that William felt you kept him grounded. Though he was naturally relaxed and composed, always knowing what to say, you made him feel secure. Your habit of preparing for everything before a match or an event, knowing the schedules, activities, and attendees, made William feel like he never had to worry. You ensured his bags were packed before a trip and that the fridge was stocked with snacks and food for when he returned.

In short, he didn’t have to be bothered about anything, and you were the reason for that. You were the reason he always seemed so composed and relaxed in public - the reason he could easily smile and laugh, knowing you always had his back. And not just with the practical stuff, but emotionally as well.

Sure, you were often the one to worry, but you were also known for being rather truthful. So, when you told him you were sure he’d do amazingly in a game, knowing how hard he’d worked, he always believed you.

But of course, your relationship wasn’t perfect. No relationship was. Your differences were often the cause of most of your discussions, yet you both quickly realised that your fights never cut deeply. Most of the time, it was simply you stressing about a given situation and William’s lack of worry.

And in those situations, William had a talent for pushing all your buttons. On purpose, of course.

When the two of you had arranged a dinner with some friends and players along with their partners, you naturally stressed out about organising everything, cooking the food, and setting the table. And William, with a giant grin plastered on his handsome face, found his best ways to play with fire.

Chuckling while you were running around like a headless chicken, he’d lean against the counter and casually say something like, “Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Järnkrok might come over a little earlier.”

Your eyes would widen. “What?” you’d exclaim. “But I haven’t even cleaned yet… and you’re not dressed!”

Then William would just chuckle. “It’s just Järnkrok. He’s seen me naked hundreds of times – And I think he doesn’t care that I’m in sweats. Besides, he doesn’t care about how clean our place is.”

William knew it got on your nerves, yet he couldn’t help but laugh at how quickly you could dash from one room to another.

It was indeed quite comical, and once the evening was underway, you soon forgot all about the worry and stress. The dinner unfolded just as it should, with good company and good food. And William, of course, made a point of remarking how he had been right all along that there was no need to worry. So, you simply shook your head, rolled your eyes, and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.

___

But then, one day, the dynamics seemed to shift.

William had been experiencing severe headaches lately, and despite his attempts to hide it, you could see the pain he was masking. It hurt you deeply to witness him this way.

Your boyfriend wasn’t his usual self; his usual cheekiness and cheerful spirit had faded away. His confidence and composed nature seemed almost lost, and you felt powerless to help him.

Naturally, you tried researching online, reading about the best remedies for migraines, but it didn’t seem to bring you any closer to a solution. You spoke to the team's healthcare staff, who advised that William needed rest and recovery due to the stress he had been under.

So, when he returned home from training, you took charge. You found your nurse - not in a sexy way - and ensured he had everything he needed at all times.

You checked on him whenever he was awake and asleep, made sure he ate something, and most importantly, stayed hydrated.

Despite your efforts to stay calm and composed, to be the strong one for both of you, William quickly sensed your inner turmoil. He was accustomed to seeing you stressed about various situations, but this was different. For once, he realised he needed to be the one to remain serious and reassure you that everything would be alright.

This time, William couldn't afford to play around and tease you as he watched you on the brink of panic whenever you heard he still wasn’t fully recovered.

Certainly, there were questions like, “What about his career?” – “How does his health affect his physique?” – “Will he be able to return to the ice, and will it affect the rest of the season?”

But those were William's concerns, not yours. Your worries revolved around how William was feeling – Was he upset with you? Were you being too intrusive, and did he want you to give him space? Was he improving? Had he eaten enough and slept well?

In essence, you were completely dedicated to his care, and William could see the concern in your eyes every time you looked at him; all you wanted was to take away his suffering. He knew that. And he kept reminding you just how much he appreciated having you by his side.

And as you lay together in bed, simply trying to relax, William couldn’t help but smile, as he placed your hand on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat and the warmth radiating from his body.

“Thank you for being so good to me,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper, as your eyes met in a tender gaze.

You couldn’t help but smile back. “Of course, Willy. I love you, and… I just want you to feel better soon. So, you can get back to playing hockey, doing what you love.”

But William shook his head gently. “Being here with you is what I love.”

Your heart swelled, touched by his words in a way only William could manage. As you lay there, looking into his beautiful blue eyes, you felt your emotions welling up.

“Willy, I’ll always be here for you,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady, but your feelings were evident, only making William smile even more.

“I know – but I still want to tell you how much I love you for it. It’s not easy, and… I know how you always worry, so I just want to reassure you that I’m alright – because I have you.”

William had always been smooth with words, but this time, you felt his sincerity straight from the depths of his heart. His voice carried no hint of teasing or jesting; it was pure and genuine.

Taken aback by his words, you offered him a soft smile in return. “Of course, Willy. I know I tend to worry a bit too much, but… it’s because I care.”

“I know that – and it’s one of the many reasons I love you so much,” he sighed softly. “I might not always show it, but I do care – especially about you. The way you always strive to make everything wonderful and perfect, even when you think it isn’t, amazes me. You’re incredible, and I’m not entirely sure what I’ve done to deserve you… You just… complete me.”

You gasped slightly, his heartfelt words catching you off guard. Never had you heard William speak so openly and lovingly. His words were filled with genuine care, and you knew deep down that he was right. Despite your differences, you truly did complement each other perfectly.

[hunieday]

Yuki - La'Stiara Rabbit Chat translation

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Yuki: Momo

Yuki: 🕺 I saw this emoji and it reminded me of your sleeping posture back when we used to live together 

Momo: !?!? lolololololol

Momo: What the hell this is so embarrassing!! 😂 was I really like this 😂 lololol 

By the way, since you’re sending me such a mischievous rabbichat, you must be free right now!!!!

Yuki: you get it?

Momo: I get it!!! 

The thought of Yuki scrolling through emojis and thinking of me makes my heart race 🥺🥺

Momo: Is it break time over at 'La’Stiara'?

Yuki: Yeah. It's boring without you

Momo: Oh, youuuu~~~ darling ‼ I'm off today, so I’m free as well!

What do you wanna talk about? Let’s take a quiz!

Momo: Is what I would say, but sorry if it sounds childish 😭

Yuki: I’d like to take a quiz

Momo: That's right! That’s the best way to play for someone as handsome as you!!! Alright, here we go!!

Momo: What do I want right now? 😎✨

Yuki: A necklace for everyday wear

Momo: Ding-ding ding-ding 🤩💫

You hit the jackpot! Yuki knows me well, you’re the most handsome...!! (*´艸｀)

You shine brighter than any jewel!!

Yuki: That's right ^^

Momo: 

Yuki: The other day you sent me a bunch of URLS for necklaces and asked which one looks good

Momo: Hey how do you remember that lololol

Momo: I thought you forgot because you said any of them would look good 🥺

Yuki: That’s because I genuinely thought any of them would look good on you. It wasn’t that I was disinterested or anything

Momo: 

Momo: I am going to buy all of them.

Yuki: Haha

Yuki: Here's a question

Momo: Bring it on lol

Yuki: What’s the first thing I ate in yesterday’s lunch bento box?

Momo: you always come up with tough questions, yuki 😳‼ 

Momo: But you know what? I got this one in the bag! The answer is "the Broccoli with Bonito Flakes" that came as a side dish!

Yuki: Correct. You got it right

Momo: Yesterday's lunch was from your favorite restaurant! I know you always eat the broccoli first :pudding cheer:

Yuki: Boiling it to perfection makes it delicious

Yuki: You can see through everything Momo. I can't lie to you

Yuki: From sleeping habits to even food preferences, we know everything about each other don’t we

Momo: 

Momo: I never thought I'd be so close to you to the point where I’d know everything about you!

Momo: At first I was content with listening to your music from the audience, and then I was content with helping you out and being as useful as possible

Momo: I've become quite greedy...

Momo: Juuust kidding 🥴 sorry for getting sentimental all of a sudden 🤗‼ good luck with the 'La’Stiara' shoot ‼

Yuki: I'm the greedy one

Yuki: Momo, when you told me you liked my songs, you reminded me of the joy of making music and the purpose of my life

Yuki: I want to continue making music with you forever

Momo: Yuki

Momo: Yukiiiiiiiiiiii,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Yuki: Yes?

Momo: You’re so handsome,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Yuki: I know.

Momo: Is it really my day off today? am I supposed to be normal after being bombarded with your powerful words??? I can't calm down you know???

Yuki: Momo, what are your plans for today?

Momo: Absolutely nothing!!!

Yuki: I think I’m gonna finish work early today as well

Momo: w   which means...!!???? 🎉🎉🎉🎉

Yuki: I'm inviting you to dinner.

Momo: I'm coming!!! I am SO coming!!! Is it okay if I come to your place!?

Yuki: Mhm. I'll buy delicious meat on my way home.Just like that day

Momo: I can’t

Momo: This is not good, Yuki… I might burst into tears if I see your face today

Yuki: If they’re tears of joy then I’m fine with it

Momo: How in the world can I be anything but happy!!! 

Back then, our house was so small but was so full of hope

Momo: Now we live in a big house, but we haven't changed at all

Yuki: That's right. We are sharing the music we make together with the world as idols

Yuki: Always, and forever, nothing will ever change.

Momo: Thank you, Yuki. Those words bring me so much relief, they’re like a good luck charm for me. I feel like I can do anything.

Momo: I’ll be waiting for you to finish your shoot!!

Yuki:

TL NOTES:

Yuki says "just like that day" in reference to a re:member scene where he uses money he gets from Chiba Shizuo during their debut days to buy Momo expensive meat. Yuki cries from happiness on his way home, which is why he tells Momo he's fine with tears of joys.

My god they make me so violent /pos

[truefandemonium]

Heyy there! I was so happy the moment I saw you accept requests for King 🥹

Can I ask for a fic where King is jealous bc of Candie? Django notices this and tries to calm down King, which was useless. Later on, reader (fem or gn pls) notices King is a bit distant and ignoring her, so she confronts him and he accidentally admits his feelings (King and Reader had just a few intimate moments before, but nothing serious bc King have said it was dangerous). Fluff and Angst maybe? 🥺

I hope you like my request, tysm! 🤗✨

Thank you SO MUCH for requesting this!! I absolutely love the idea and writing Jealous King was fun! (As my first fic in the fandom, I hope he’s not OOC!)

I took some creative liberties with the canon plot to fit this prompt, but I hope you enjoy! 😍

Dr. King Schultz xFem!Reader

Mature. Tags: angst, fluff, jealousy, possessive!King, mentions of slavery, innuendo, implied sexual content, strong language

3,884 words

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King had hardly been able to stop ordering you and Django around since getting onto the road that would eventually take you straight to CandieLand. “And make sure you do not make him angry,” he tells you. “I have heard from good sources that Mister Candie is not exactly what you’d call reasonable.”

“So, be a pushover, then?” you ask curiously, but genuine. You’re willing to do whatever you need to in order to save Django’s wife, and if that means pretending to laugh at a madman’s jokes and not smile at his slaves, so be it.

“Not in your wheelhouse, my dear, I know,” King says regretfully, glancing sideways at you on Django’s horse while he controls Fritz’s reins from the wagon. You used to argue with him about sitting on the stagecoach with him, but King had insisted that if a fight broke out, he would want you to be on Django’s horse to make a quick getaway if need be.

So here you sit, arms wrapped around Django’s waist as you stare longingly at the man across from you on the wagon. You shut your eyes for a moment and lean forward, laying your head against Django’s back and pretending it’s King’s warmth that you’re feeling now.

“Getting cozy, huh?” the man in front of you grunts, and you quickly pull back, sitting upright just as King glances sideways again and notices your rosy cheeks.

King smiles softly in your direction. “Frauline, if you are needing rest, I can request a room for you upon arrival…”

“No, no,” you shake your head, “I just— I would rather stay with you both.”

King nods, understandingly, while Django mutters, “Suit your damn self.”

The rest of the ride is relatively silent, besides the short huffs and whinnies from Fritz before the three of you arrive at the grand entrance of CandieLand.

You watch with a deep rooted pain in your chest as you roll past fields, seeing the slaves that fill the place. Righteous anger fills you— the need for justice overwhelming. But you remember that you’re on a mission, here. You’re saving Broomhilda.

The wagon rolls to a stop at a lofty porch, with stairs leading down to the dirt path you’re on now, and King waves, beckoning over a slave to discuss the reason for his arrival.

Soon, the head honcho of this place— Monsieur Candie —is chatting with King and discussing business.

You shiver as King eventually introduces you, and Candie’s eyes rake over your form atop the horse, half hidden behind Django’s body.

“Well, nice of you to bring such a fine young lady along with yourself, Dr. Schultz,” Candie muses, his brows raised as he runs his tongue along his teeth.

You feel sick with his eyes on you— feeling like a sheep laid bare for the wolf to devour. But you remember what King said and instead just smile politely, dipping your head as a shameful blush floods your face.

King chuckles nervously and looks back at you. “Yes, she is quite a help in the cooking department. I, myself, am not much of a chef.” You can see the way his green eyes fill with roiling emotions, the way he’s hardly managing to stay cheery. “We keep her around as a sort of maid,” he adds, and you have to stifle an eye roll at the absurdity. He’s not entirely wrong, but you know you contribute much more to the team than washing laundry and dishes in rivers as you pass them.

Candie nods, sucking his teeth. “Yeah? She good for anything else?”

You feel your face fill with heat once more as King makes a sharp noise in the back of his throat. You feel Django tense in front of you, one arm still looped carefully around his middle, and suddenly you realize that King is struggling for words. Struggling to stay calm.

Django saves him with a quick quip, “Shovelin’ horseshit.”

King whips his head to stare at his counterpart as Candie lets out a loud laugh. “Oh, I see! She’s not one to lie on her back, then? No matter, I’m sure we can accommodate you fine gentlemen if’n you feel the need for a little roughhousin’ later on tonight.” He punctuates his words with a sickening grin, and King forces his gaze back toward the man, plastering a smile onto his bearded face.

“Excellent,” King agrees.

“In fact, Dr— you said you speak German?” Candie continues. “We got a little comfort gal that could take care of you this evening. She even speaks a little German, the devil. Tilly!” He beckons over a female slave and leans down to mutter, “Where is Hildy?”

The girl wrinkles her nose and points to a metal box lying out in the far field, baking in the sunlight. “She got put in the hotbox, monseuir. She bein’ bad again, and runned off.”

Candie curses and glances up in embarrassment, ordering the girl, “Well, get her the hell out and get her cleaned up for my guests.”

You feel Django shift, his hand coming to rest on the gun at his hip as you squeeze his shoulder worriedly.

But before he can shoot, Candie is beckoning you all inside, and sending people to take the horses back to the stables. King hurries over to the side of Django’s horse and reaches up to help you down, his hands firmly planted on your waist as he lowers you to the ground. You feel him hesitate there for a moment, his fingers hovering over your body, your hands on his shoulders— faces mere inches apart.

Then he pulls back and theatrically beckons you to follow, rushing after Candie and diving into the false pleasantries between them. Django gazes out at the field as you watch a naked woman get picked up from inside the metal prison and placed in a wheelbarrow to be hauled inside. Her cries of pain echo toward your ears and you nudge Django’s elbow gently to break him out of his horrified staring.

The two of you follow King and Candie inside, ignoring the odd looks from strangers as you walk through the grand arched entrance and into a large living room.

Candie reclines in a large chair, offering King a cigar as they sit and open a jar of whiskey. Django stands in the corner, arms crossed as he watches Candie with an untrusting gaze.

You, too, remain standing, unsure of exactly where to sit— until Candie spots you and shoots you a wide grin, lighting up his cigar with a match. “No place to rest your feet, darlin’?” he asks you. You start to stammer a reply before he waves you to silence and flicks his fingers for you to approach.

“Come on,” he insists, reaching out and snatching the cloth of your dress in his fist to tug you onto the arm of his chair. You make a small sound at the sudden movement, arms wrapping around his shoulders for balance as he chuckles. “Well, Dr. Schultz, if you ever did get bored enough to bend your maid over, she sure does make pretty little noises.” He slides his arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his side as you balance on the arm of his chair.

“Mm.” King’s eyes flash with a dull fury, his fingers tightening until he’s white-knuckling his smoking cigar. “Indeed,” he mutters with barely restrained disdain.

You remind yourself to stay polite despite the way that you want to smack Candie across the face and knock that smug smile off his chapped lips, recalling this is for Django. You’re going to save Broomhilda, and you won’t let this man’s disgusting display scare you off.

So you smile down at him, letting your hand plant on his collar, fiddling gently with the cloth between your fingers as he speaks with King and Django.

You pretend to not care that his grip on you makes your stomach turn uncomfortably, or that he smells of smoke and whiskey in all the worst ways. Instead, you distract yourself with stealing glances at King— a sigh working its way out of your chest at the sight of him. He’s so perfect— so wonderful. The way his green eyes sparkle in the firelight, his greying beard so perfectly framing his soft, crooked lips. The curl of his salt and pepper hair that falls around his ears to meet his sharp jaw.

“Poor bitch must be exhausted, she can’t even hear me,” Candie chuckles suddenly, and you whirl to look down at him.

“Oh— huh? I’m sorry, sir—” you start to say, panic filling your chest.

“I asked if you’re hungry, sugar,” he says, his tone slimy and low. You repress a shudder and force a smile onto your face.

“Oh, I could eat,” you tell him.

Candie chuckles wickedly, smirking in King’s direction. “Y’hear that, Dr? She’s a girl with an appetite.”

You burn at the implications of his words, giggling in lieu of calling him a bastard right to his smirking face.

You glance back to see King staring with a furrowed brow at you, eyes flicking between your falsely glad face and Candie’s, something dangerous flickering deep in his green gaze.

“Why don’t you three go get cleaned up for dinner, huh?” Candie then ushers you up off the chair arm, smacking your backside flirtatiously as he does so. You playfully wave him away, feeling close to throwing up. You wish King would do something– anything– to show Candie that you were his. But of course, nothing between you was official anyway, even if it wasn’t terribly dangerous to defy Candie in his own home. But you and King had kissed, once. After a particularly long day, Django and King had killed four men and had their corpses lying in the dark shadows beyond your makeshift camp in the desert, a roaring fire before you as the three of you downed bottle after bottle of watery beer in celebration.

Maybe being drunk had something to do with it, maybe because the tension between you both had grown too strong, but whatever it was compelled you to kiss him that night. You simply pulled him in by his collar and pressed your virgin lips to his, relishing in the woody way he smelled, and the rich taste of him. And it was wonderful.

You wished that the kiss would change things, perhaps solidify what you thought you had going between you, but alas, nothing more ever came of it. The two of you were still close– even romantically so, at times. But King never let you get too close. Why, you couldn’t say. You wish you could ask him, but your fear of losing his friendship remained stronger than your curiosity.

Candie instructs a servant to lead you up the stairs and to the empty rooms down the hall, and you follow in silence, looking expectantly toward King, hoping for a reassuring look of kindness or concern. But to your dismay, he seems to be avoiding your gaze, all the way until he reaches his offered room, and goes inside without so much as a glance in your direction.

You look to Django, who’s still in the hall with you, confusedly, hoping he has an answer to why on earth King is suddenly distant.

He simply shrugs, heading into his own room and leaving you alone to ponder the sudden sadness creeping into your chest.

When you finish washing up, a servant girl brings you a dress to wear, a gift from Candie, and you put it on, returning to the hall as soon as possible in order to visit King’s room. You rap on his door and wait for the muffled, “Komm herein– come in.”

He turns, fixing his collar distractedly until he sees you, and his throat bobs hard, eyes growing wide. He slams a wall down over his features so that his expression becomes unreadable, and hurriedly finishes with his collar before retrieving his coat and pulling it on. “Ah, frauline. Everything is fine, I hope?” he asks brusquely.

You look at him longingly, confused and hurt by his sudden coolness toward you. “King, is everything alright? Did I– Did I do something to upset you–?”

“I am quite well, Ms. L/N, thank you,” he says, turning toward the mirror above the empty dresser and fixing his grey locks, brows drawn over his darkened eyes.

You wince, feeling as though you’ve been struck. “‘Ms. L/N’? King– what is the matter with you? Please, if you’re mad at me, just say so–”

“Dinner is ready,” a servant tells you from just outside in the hall, startling both you and King into whipping your heads toward the open door. King smiles fakely, ducking his head.

“Ah, thank you very much,” he says, adjusting his coat once more before waltzing past you and out the door to return downstairs. You watch with swelling pain as he walks away without another word.

Dinner doesn’t go much better, King visibly pouting throughout the meal. You play along with Candie, reciprocating his lewd gestures, lingering touches, and laughing at all his dirty jokes. Your attempt at buttering him up seems to work, however, as he is incredibly calm at the prospect of King buying Broomhilda for a small sum.

“Well, I will be sure to send her up to your room tonight, then, doctor,” Candie winks in your friend’s direction, his hand flat on your thigh under the table as you try to remain calm and chew your food without choking.

King smiles again, and you begin to miss his real smile, the way his white teeth flash behind his mustache. “Thank you immensely, Monsieur Candie.”

“I do believe I could use some rest,” you say suddenly, pushing up from the table and glancing at King to see if he reacts. You feel the sting of rejection as he turns his eyes downward to his plate.

“I could walk you,” Candie offers, standing alongside you with a wolfish grin.

King stands, too, now, his eyes fiery. He opens his mouth to speak, and Django quickly straightens, grabbing King’s sleeve. “Mister Candie, my partner wanted to discuss the Mandingo fighter— Big Fred —we’ll be right back.”

With that, he drags King out the side door by his arm, and you mutter an excuse to Candie before following. He watches with narrowed gaze as you round the corner and hear the two men whispering in the hall.

“You need to calm the hell down,” Django whispers in a low tone.

King hisses, his accent more pronounced as he grows angrier. “Do you see that? I am this close to putting a bullet in his brain—”

“Y/N is not bothered, King,” Django says so softly you have to strain to hear.

A small sigh, and then, “That is what worries me.”

You jump on shock as Candie appears behind you, loudly asking, “Everything alright back here?”

King returns from the hall, grinning again. He claps his hands. “Peachy, Monsieur Candie. But as a matter of fact, we have all had a pretty long day and some rest would be most welcome.”

“Course! Make yourselves at home,” Candie assures you. He adds with a wink in King’s direction, “And I’ll send Hildy up to your room a little later.”

Django’s eyes flash hopefully. “Wonderful,” King says.

“Behave yourself until then,” Candie reminds him, fiddling with the cloth of your dress for a moment as he murmurs, “And you too. Ask Tilly where to find me if’n you get lonely, hear?”

You nod politely, counting the seconds until you can escape his gaze. “Yessir.”

He smiles. “Good girl.” The man ushers you all toward the end of the hall, leading to the staircase, and bids you goodnight. “Git, now. We can discuss further business in the morning.”

You curtsy before following the men upstairs and to your vacant rooms, heart pounding fearfully. Candie makes your chest squeeze uncomfortably— like the feeling you get when you know you’re about to get hurt, you just don’t know how.

You hesitate to follow King to his room, seeing him slam his door and taking that as a sign not to bother him. But the pain at wanting to be close to him refuses to leave. Do you quickly undress, pulling on a lacy nightgown and slipping back into the hall after the rest of the house has quieted.

You knock gently on his door, waiting for his reply, but instead of his usual German quip, he calls, “Just a moment!”

You hear the soft steps as he comes to greet you, the creak of the door as it opens and suddenly you’re face to face. His eyes light up, at first, before he furrows his brow and seems to grow distant again. “Frauline,” he whispers. “Is everything alright?”

“No,” you tell him, pain at his harsh attitude making your heart ache. “Please— I need to talk with you.”

“Can this wait until we leave tomorrow? Broomhilda will be up any minute—”

“No!” you hiss, startling him. His green eyes grow wide as you push against the door and close the space between you. King inhales sharply, stepping back to allow you to breach further into his room, and you shut the door quickly behind you. “King,” you start, the need to be with him beginning to be overwhelming, “I don’t understand why you’re treating me like this, but you need to tell me what’s wrong. What can I do?”

“Nothing is wrong,” he lies, avoiding your gaze as he walks to the bed and runs his hands through his hair in a panic. You watch the flex of his muscles beneath his starch white shirt, suspenders pulling taught over his shoulders.

“King, if this is about Candie—”

“I do not care how you choose to conduct yourself,” he bites back, speaking over you. His tone is clipped as he talks over his shoulder, still refusing to face you head-on. “If you misread my concern for romantic interest, I apologize.”

“But… isn’t it?” you ask softly, feeling as though your heart might truly shatter in this moment.

King still won’t face you, his head turned slightly so you can see the sharp curve of his jaw, the way his eyes cast downward as he struggles for words. “I have lost people, dear Y/N. I have loved, and lost, and I have never learned from my mistakes until now.”

Finally, he turns, and you can see the tears brimming in his eyes, and your heart wrenches.

“I don’t know how I came to be so graced as to bask in your presence on the daily, frauline, but believe me when I say that if anything happened to you because of my recklessness, I would never forgive myself…” His words cut like a knife, simultaneously stoking the fire that burns deep in your gut. His voice breaks as he grinds out, “I don’t believe I would like to keep living if you were not.”

“Oh, King,” you cry, pressing a hand to your mouth to stifle your tears.

He shifts and you close the space between you with a few short leaps, falling against his front and wrapping your arms around him. King hesitates only momentarily before folding his own arms over you, resting his chin atop your head as you whimper gently into his chest.

“You know I’m only playing along so we can save Broomhilda, right?” you whisper once you’ve caught your breath. King pulls back slightly to look you in the face, his expression cloudy with confusion.

“You mean…?”

You laugh gently, sniffling. “King— he’s an absolutely deplorable man. I think less of him than anyone I’ve ever met.”

You can feel the relief enter King’s body at your words, a blush creeping into his cheeks. “Liebling, forgive me… I have never been a patient man.” He chuckles abashedly, and you reach up to cup his jaw in your palm, reveling in the way he practically purrs, leaning into your touch.

“You don’t have to be patient anymore,” you tell him. “I’ve been waiting for you— for this. I want you, Dr. King Schultz.” His name on your tongue tastes like the sweetest honey, and you find yourself smiling as you stare at him.

“My dear,” he says, his tone strained as if he’s hardly containing himself. His hand comes up to encircle your wrist but doesn’t pull your fingers from where they’re buried in his beard. “You have no idea how much I have longed to hear those words on your lips.” His eyes flash painfully. “But I could not bear to let you get hurt.”

“I won’t,” you promise him, desperation leaking into your voice. “I swear it. I’d rather spend a short time as your woman than a long life without being in your arms.”

King’s mouth falls open as he croaks, “Honest?”

You smile again, tears filling your eyes. “Honest as the day is long, King.”

He gazes fondly at you, his grey hair framing his aged face, and you find yourself aching for a kiss. You cautiously let your hand travel down to his collar and King seems to get the idea, his eyes brightening with realization as a smile crawls onto his lips.

You press further against his front and his hand comes to rest at the small of your back, holding you gently but firmly and flush against his middle as you crane your neck to look up at him.

King pushes a strand of hair from your face before gently holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger and leaning down to place his lips to yours.

You instantly let out a soft moan of affection, deeply inhaling the scent of bonfire smoke, pine trees, and old beer. Beneath that: the musk that always reminds you of King, manly and sharp and sweet, somehow. His lips work against yours as you melt into his touch, the kiss deepening until you swear you’ll never stop tasting him.

King’s hands find your waist and he grips you, his hold almost possessive as if he’s afraid of losing you. You pull back to breathe and see King’s pupils are blown wide with want, his hair mussed from your wandering hands, his lips already red from your assault.

You smile at the sight of him so undone, and you start taking steps forward, urging him backward and toward the bed. King gasps as you push him fully onto his back, climbing atop him and leaning in to plant kisses all along his neck.

He pants gently, his hands now shaky as they hover over your hips, nervousness obvious in his sudden tension. “My dear,” he tells you, his voice breathy and worked up. “Broomhilda will be up here any moment, I will need to be presentable.”

“Tomorrow then?” you murmur, loving the feeling of his soft lips beneath your own. “Promise me.”

“Tomorrow,” he yields, grunting gently into your mouth as you press him deep into the mattress with a kiss. He grins as you pull back, gasping for air. King promises, “And every day after that.”

…

[celestialtarot11]

Career Guidance + Messages 💼🥂🌃

Hi friends! Welcome to another PAC post 💌💖 thank you all for supporting me! We’re going to be getting you some career advice + messages regarding that! Happy picking ✨🌹

Pile 1: 9 of pentacles • The Tower • King Of Swords

Hi there pile 1’s! 💗🤗 Welcome to your reading. For some of ya’ll, maybe you received a short notice you were fired? Or for someone tried to either gossip about you, or fire you. Or cause some sort of situation at work where your reputation could’ve been damaged. Im sorry if that did happen pile 1’s, I do see you’re caring for yourself and currently living in your own world 💅🏻 as you should! If you got fired spirit is saying you didn’t deserve that, and you may actually have a chance to get a better job, a job you actually love and feel comfortable with. Im getting this massive download that some of ya’ll were waiting for someone or a group of people to receive their karma? They may have done you dirty in the past and now you’ve seen them receive it. I feel like spirit is saying continue caring for yourself, and if you’ve been losing sleep over finding another job, attract that opportunity 💗 spirit will make it known to you. You will rebuild after a loss or stagnation in your career and your reputation will improve. There is some sort of truth that this person or group hid that’ll bite them in the ass is what I heard 👀 pile 1’s, I hope this resonated for you. And I hope you can move on and do whats best for you to move forward in peace and love 🤍

Pile 2: King of Pentacles ��� Ace of wands • 5 of wands

Hi there pile 2’s! Welcome to your reading 💗🤗 I see you are financially stable or are reaching a point of stability and I heard this was a long time coming! You’ve been working your butt off is also what I heard, and you’ve faced many days and nights with conflict, issues and petty drama. Spirit is saying things will solidify and take a more consistent approach in your career, and your passion for life and making money will return. Some of ya’ll may actually enjoy the rush, you feel motivated and inspired to take action and maybe your next job/career will require you to be physically active. Or maybe it already does. But spirit is saying you may receive a bonus or promotion soon for your hard work! You will be recognized! 💗 I also see a lot of other people trying to one up you, so maybe this was an issue you faced in your career. People may have tried to compete against you and show off, but at the end you’ll be receiving a beautiful reward with recognition 🤍 and your own money is a sign of how much you’ve worked too so be proud! Spirit is very proud of you 🤗 make sure to rest and not burn yourself out as well, if you’ve been working a lot pile 2’s. Thank you for reading & please feel free to comment like or reblog! Have a great one 💗

Pile 3: 4 of pentacles • Page of cups • 3 of cups

Hi there pile 3’s! 🤗 welcome! I see for a while ya’ll have been saving up and now have an opportunity to spend on a night out 👀 you may get to know your coworkers a lot more and make friends! I see its a time for celebration too, so maybe you hit your goal amount either now, or in the future and you’ll want to celebrate with the people around you 💗 wonderful job pile 3’s! There may be a party at work or around you. For guidance, I feel that its important to get out there and get to know who is around you and what, especially if you’ve been focused on work for a while. Emotionally it’ll help you feel less pressured and more comfortable. I think you are the pile to stay alone and reserved, and thats understandable! So it may take some time for you to open up but I see plenty opportunities to get to know coworkers 🤗 you may also have a new coworker joining in! Someone you’ll get along greatly with and have fun with at work. I also feel some of yall have been saving up to be able to buy your sibling or friend a beautiful gift and now you can surprise them! I love this and I think they’ll love the gift, especially since its from you 🤍 for some of yall specifically that’ll resonate. Overall, work will improve and become fun if things have been stagnant or slow! Enjoy pile 3’s and please feel free to comment, reblog and like 💗

Pile 4: The Lovers • Ace of pentacles • 6 of cups

Hi there pile 4’s! 🤗 honestly this is such a sweet but hot and heavy energy 👀 I heard you’ll possibly be partnering up with someone of your dreams… romantically speaking. They may come in the form of a coworker, partner of some kind. But they will have lots of resources, money and resources to help you with any project, or anything! This could be a romantic opportunity as well, and a chance to bond with someone at work. They’ll help you financially and in some other ways…👀 is what I heard. I also heard you’re getting all in one 😂 whoever this person is, they’re cheeky and mischievous, but hella charming. And very smart. You’ll be getting a bonus or promotion soon! And will approach financial stability in the future. I see lots of cute moments and overall you’ll be enjoying your time at work. You’ll be feeling lighter, joyful, happy and expressive with the people around you. You’ll be feeling connected to what it is you do! This person could also show you another job opportunity too, so maybe some of yall are unhappy with your current job and this person comes in and gives you another reason to like them 😂 (another job) omg they’re so smooth and quick with it! Major flirt. Enjoy pile 4’s 👀 feel free to comment, like and reblog 💅🏻🤍

Thank ya’ll for reading! Feel free to like comment and reblog 🌟💗 thank ya’ll for the support! This was so much fun to do.

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[maryleclerc]

𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲/𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 — charles leclerc

prince!charles leclerc , princess!reader ; already divorce

summary: in which princess y/n decided to interview with royalty: in their own words after her divorce with prince charles leclerc. and her life after the divorce

au: this just an extra part of 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

warning: english is not my native language, use google translate. this is just a fanfiction, please do not take it seriously!

read all my royal series here

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yourusername Spending the best time of my life with my bestiee, love you charlottesiin

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charlottesiine Love you too my bestie, wish you always be happy

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vivianawllms Happy look great on you Y/n

finnhenry_ She looks so great after her divorce with Prince Charles Leclerc

hachii__ How are you feeling right now Y/n?

⤷ yourusername I’m feeling WONDERFUL ✨ thank you for asking 🤗

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charles_leclerc Although the issues between me and Y/n have been resolved amicably, I myself have been a husband, close friend and an important person to you and you’re also an important person to me. I want to write this letter to expressing gratitude and apology to you, Y/n for the hurt and loss during the past time. First of all, I would like to sincerely thank you to you for everything that you’ve done for me, our family, and secondly I want to sincerely apologize not being able to be there to support you while you was suffering from postpartum depression, and I also feel very sorry for having a relationship behind your back. Now to think back, I really didn't know what I was thinking back then at that time and did these illegitimate things, maybe I really didn't deserve the love and affection from you. In the end, the person who was hurt the most was Y/n, once again I would like to apologize to you from the bottom of my heart. And I also want to wish you a very happy life, Christian and I will always be there to support you in every decision you makes. You’re the best things that ever happened in my life, It’s my fault to not knowing how to kept my own happiness save. I still really love you 🤍 yourusername

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yourusername Thank you to you too Charles, I had alot of happy time with you…

penelope_jamess Well atleast he knows he has done a wrong things

charles_myprince Y/n, she does not deserved all of this shit to be happen to her. Even though I’m a Princes Charles Leclerc fan but I’m cannot believe what he had done to her.

hrhcharlesleclerc I just hope he truly realise what he had done

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yourusername It’s Christian time ✨

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billyjonas Are you with Prince Charles Leclerc?

⤷ yourusername Yea we decided to take Christian and his cousin to visit a strawberry farm today

arthur_leclerc Christian and Constantine, when did they get so close?

jeniferr They looks so cute together

montecarlo.royal

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montecarlo.royal Princess of Monte Carlo today celebrate The Monte Carlo Day. She wearing this elegant long brown dress, more attention to her earring belong to the late Queen Mother, Queen Mary to to commemorate the passing of the late Queen Mary of Monte Carlo.

They both seem very happy together at today ceremony after 2 years of their divorced.

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annafashion I really like the way she dresses, elegantly, luxuriously and aristocratic, always showing a pure beauty while exuding feminism.

y/nleclercc I wish that Y/n and Prince Charles Leclerc can be back together :(((

herikson_ She’s glowinggg 😩🥹

lillyhana This felt like a Princess Diana and Prince Charles, but it’s a Monte Carlo version of it

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yourusername Hello! I wanted to write this post to just to update some new things in my life after everything had happen. May some of you curious about the situation between me and Charles, and everything between us are fine now. Also there’s some rumour about my new relationship with Pierre.. How excited it is to confirm that I am now in a relationship with F1 driver Pierre Gasly, so it’s not a rumour anymore.

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gomezriiaz She’s dating Pierre Gasly, this is so insane 😩

jaqueengg Y’all stop talk shit about this relationship

kookook Look how happy she is, so freaking prettyyyy

philpp I don’t know how does Christian feel about this

wgebbn Cannot believe she’s move on this fast, just after 2 years?

⤷ mckayly wtf? What do expect? Wanted her to be crying her eyes out and begging Charles to take her back? 🙄 Y/n’s a strong women :))))

4 years later

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royalbreakingnews [BREAKING NEWS 🚨] Today, the media discovered that after 6 years of divorced, Princess Y/n and F1 driver, Pierre Gasly also as known as the closest friend to Prince of Monte Carlo are now officially engaged and expecting their first child together. The couple appearence today at Prince Charles Leclerc of Monte Carlo niece infront of the palace where the Royal Ceremony held. Being ask about Christian felt about Pierre, Y/n said “He like Pierre alot and he also felt comfortable around Pierre, which make me so relief” Prince Charles also said if Y/n’s happy with him then he’s 100% support her relationship with Pierre.

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katherine Pierre Gasly, what?!!!.

f1pierregaslyy Hope he’ll not treat her the way Charles did, but still I don’t think it’s possible

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yourusername Welcome Agatha Perrie Gasly 🤍

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charles_leclerc Congratulation Y/n, Christian are so excited to meet his baby sister

⤷ yourusername Yea, he’s all excited like a fluffy ball running around with happiness haha

arthur_leclerc What a pretty name

⤷ yourusername Thank you to you for help us chose a name

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pierregasly My life would not be complete without you

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[iambilliejeanok]

🌸✨After the Appointment✨🌸

Commission for @lencilenlen 🤗💗 hope you enjoy this one! Thank you dear💐

Requested July 12 uploaded July 15💗

Word Count: 8156

Pairing: Naruto x Reader

Summary: Based off of Konoha 12 Dick Appointments, this story goes into depth on the relationship between reader x Naruto. What are their appointments like ?👀 Can reader handle the type of d*ck Naruto has to offer? And how long exactly can they keep this up for?…at least before one of them slips up.

Warnings: 18+, Overstimulation, nsfw, really explicit smut✨

Please do enjoy💗

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“So are you coming tonight or what?”, Temari yelled from the bathroom, having turned off the dryer she held in her hand, her brows furrowing as she impatiently waited for your answer. “Girl!”, she yelled again, popping her head out the bathroom to repeat herself, “Are you coming to the fucking party?”, “Damn, relax babe”, you said with a mouth full of cereal, pausing The Simpsons that played on the tv in front of you. “No I don’t think so”, you yelled back, pressing play again, munching down the last of your cereal, Temari walking into the tv room while you chugged the remainder of the milk down. Placing the bowl down, you looked up at her, standing in front of the tv in just her towel and her half wet hair, the bored expression she wore on her face already communicating her disappointment.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I think I wanna spend the day finishing up those assignments”, you replied, burying your hand under your bonnet to scratch your hair, yawning as you stared right back at Temari. “But you have all day, the party’s at nine pm?” She questioned, raising her eyebrow sceptically. “Yeah but knowing I have somewhere to be is gonna make me rush so I make it in time to get ready, so no, I’ll pass thanks”

“You’re fucking lying”, Temari quickly spat, making you lift up your hands in confusion, “Now why would I lie?”, “Because you probably just wanna fuck Naruto again right?”, she said, her statement making you gasp in shock. “If i wanted to fuck Naruto I could’ve just did that after the party, there’s literally no classes tomorrow. I just wanna chill this weekend without stressin about assignments damn”, you said in defence, standing up with your bowl to place it the sink. ‘Sure”, she said sarcastically, watching you walk past her. “Ino always has those parties anyway, can i just ski—”, you tried to say, your phone ringing loudly on the coffee table in front of the couch, both your heads immediately turning towards it. Of course it just had to be Naruto. “Woooooow”, Temari began, “Shut the fuck up”, you quickly said, rolling your eyes as you picked up the phone, watching Temari huff and clap her hands before turning on her heels and walking back to the bathroom.

“Naruto”, you answered, “Y/N…good morning sunshine”, he said, his voice so smooth and deep, you couldn’t help but smile, thankful that Temari was no longer in the room with you. “Hiii”, you squeaked, Naruto smiling to himself on the other end. “I’ve been thinking about you, how you doin princess?”. “Awww I’m okay thanks…how are you?”, “Hmmm, I’m not sure, I think I’ll be better once I see you though”. Damn Naruto, he could be so smooth sometimes, biting your lip to the thought of seeing him again. A faint arousal already forming at the pit of your tummy. “I’m actually busy today…”, you said, hating yourself for turning him down. “Awww, all day?”, he grumbled, “Well…maybe”. “Maybe what?, he quickly asked, hopeful for a change of mind. “I’m not sure…depends how long it takes me to complete my assignments”, “Oh, I see,”, Naruto responded, “Well, if you do finish them on time I’ll reward you”, he teased, his voice extra deep, that arousal now spreading down to your legs, the sheer memory of him making them feel like jelly. “Uhm”, you swallowed, the sound of Naruto chuckling calming your nerves. “Don’t worry princess, I promise I’ll be gentle this time”, he added, your entire body instantly heating up, a dull ache between your legs as you tried to think of something to say. Sensing that he scrambled your pretty little head up, he decided to help you out. “I’m guessing you wont be at Ino’s party tonight?”, he asked, and you quickly responded, feeling embarrassed for being speechless, “Yes!, yea…I wont be there…well, because i'll be focusing on my assignments.”, “That’s my girl”, he replied. “Well then, finish those assignments, i'll check up on you later on okay?”, “Okay..”

“Oh my god?”, Temari laughed behind you, making you jump where you stood, turning around to see her eyeing you from the kitchen counter, “He always leaves you speechless huh?”, “Shut up”, you said, speed walking to the bathroom to hide the smile slowly creeping up on your face. “It’s okay baby, I can only imagine how good that dick is!”, she yelled, laughing as she placed her bowl of milk in the microwave.

You shut the door behind you, leaning against the counter as you finally released the breath you’d been holding in since the phone call. Naruto really had a demonic hold on you. But even so, Temari was impressed with how you still managed to discipline yourself with your school work despite that, because she had a hard time thinking about anything other than Shikamaru when they first started out.

Your entire body was still a little numb from the phone call, and thinking about the “gentle reward”, Naruto promised you wasn’t helping. How the hell were you supposed to focus now? “Fuck”, you sighed, rummaging through one of your drawers for your rose toy. You need to free yourself from this horniness if you’re going to get anything done today. When was the last time you’d even seen Naruto, you thought to yourself, the warm water running down your body as you reached for a bar of soap and your loofah, quickly lathering it so you could get washing yourself over and done with. You needed to touch yourself or else you’d die, enjoying the high pressure of the water hitting your shoulders, scrubbing yourself down, your fingers grazing your nipple, making you freeze. You ran your finger over your nipple again, and again, lightly flicking it, trying to imitate the manor in which Naruto would tweak them, closing your eyes to let the memories play out. It was last week Saturday that you’d last seen him. He wasn’t his usual self. Something happened between him and Sasuke, so he came over to spend the night with you.

As much as he was there for you when you needed him, you tried your best to return the favour, even though Naruto’s stress was on a different level than yours. It was the second time he came to you for some stress relief and you’d quickly learned that he could be overwhelmingly rough and aggressive when he wasn’t in a good mood, even though you could tell he would try to take it easier on you. You took note of how highly irritable he was like this. Usually, he would talk you through your orgasms, especially when he was overstimulating you, and would always give you a break when you needed one, but last Saturday he almost didn’t give a fuck about you. It was all about him, you weren’t exactly sure how long it was, but he fingered you for a solid amount of time, holding your thighs apart with just one arm, rubbing fast circles on your clit whenever you started squirting, before shoving his two fingers right back inside of you.

You probably came five times from that alone, nevermind how he continued to finger fuck you in between thrusting into you with his dick. You cried like a baby that night, your body shuddering as you finally came, trying your best to hold the rose toy in place, once again trying to imitate how Naruto would force you to endure longer rounds of stimulation, hoping you’d reach an orgasm similar to the ones he gives you. “Fuuck”, you softly moan, cupping yourself after dropping your toy, unable to to last any longer. It was so much easier to last longer when Naruto was holding you down. He’s so freakishly strong that no mattter how intense things were for you, you could never break out of his hold. You misssed him, truly, panting in the now steamy shower as you calmed down from your orgasm…it was satisfying enough to get things off your mind a little, shutting the water off before stepping out.

Looking over at the time, you thought you deserved a break now, halfway through your second assignment, with two more to go. The time read 13:14pm, you were really in the zone, moaning as you stretched, the chair you sat on rolling behind you while you stood up. “Damn, let me get something to eat”, you yawned again, enjoying the quiet of your apartment since Temari was out running errands for the party, some soft music playing on your speaker. Reaching for your phone, you decided to turn it on and a few messages from Naruto immediately caught your attention. The text reading:

Princess, I can’t wait to see you again ;), how far along are you with those assignments?, along with an image of himself without a shirt on, a video game controller resting on his thigh next to a very prominent print, his arm stretched behind his head, his blond hair messy as he sat on his gaming chair. You couldn’t help but lick your lips, remembering how soft his blond locks feel between your fingers whenever you pull on his hair. The print in his sweats made you gulp, you needed to mentally prepare yourself for another night with him, the ache between your legs building up enough that you needed to move around a bit, unable to shake away the thoughts of Naruto slowly penetrating you.

As much as the two of you made a habit of fucking every now and then, he was just so big he always needed to slowly guide himself inside of you, encouraging you to let him in, his large girth too much for you to take all at once, never mind his length. “Oh my gosh…”, you sighed, deciding to stop fantasising over the image he sent you and simply text him back: I’m excited to see you! :), I’m halfway done, but how am I supposed to stay focused with you sending me such slutty images? Are you partying tonight?

Hoping he would say yes. You needed some motivation to get your work done, and knowing he’d be home all alone would be too much of a distraction. As soon as you put your phone down it buzzed, Naruto responding rather quickly. You picked up the phone, biting your finger.

I wanna see you this weekend, finish and come stay with me, we have a lot to catch up on, I’ll be really disappointed if I have to wait any longer…you know how I get when I’m in a bad mood, unless you want me in one on purpose?

You felt your heartbeat inside your pussy, your entire body warm again, the ache in your pussy now uncomfortable. You quickly responded: Okay, I think I’ll be able to finish by tonight…I’ll call you later.

Turning your phone off, you placed it in the back pocket of your pants, taking in a deep breath to calm your nerves. As much as you refused to admit it, deep down, it was pretty obvious Naruto knew how to make you submit. His sex was so intense the idea of him “punishing you”, frightened you in the most arousing way. You wanted to avoid it…but you also loved the idea of that happening. Well…let me finish my work then, you swallowed, returning to your desk completely having forgotten to eat, your arousal ruining your appetite.

Focusing on your schoolwork sometimes helped with getting your mind off of things. You were almost done referencing your last assignment when your tummy began rumbling. Fuck…I really need to eat, you thought, gasping when you realized how late it was. No fucking ways its already nine pm, it was still a bit bright outside…what the fuck. Laying down on your bed, you continued watching The Simpsons , eating some of the leftover pizza Temari had ordered last night. It was almost eleven pm, Temari probably went straight to the party after running her errands, the sky a dark orange as the sun set. Your phone buzzed where it was charging on the nightstand, your heart skipping a beat wondering if it was Naruto, and of course it was, who else would it be. “Hey Naruto…”, your soft voice like music to his ears. “Heyyy princess, what’s up?” And for the life of you, you just couldn’t get over how sexy his voice was, wondering what he was doing while on the phone with you. “I just finished eating, I lost track of time and only got to eat now at like 9:30..”, you said, rolling over to lay on your back. “Damn, were you focusing on your work?”. “Yeah, exactly haha”. “That’s my girl, I see you’re serious…so you’re done with that I’m assuming?”, he asked, his tone a little more serious.

You were thankful that your last two assignments were quick and easy, curious about how he’d react if you never got to finish. “Yea! I’m all done”, you replied. “That’s awesome, I’m glad you got it done, good girl”, he said, his praise making your stomach jump. You missed hearing him say those words. “Thank you…”, you squeaked, thankful that he wasn’t there to witness your blushing. “Sooo, sounds like you’re at home tonight?”. “Yea, I didn’t feel like going, Sasuke went though, since Sakura would be there”. “And you stayed in since I stayed in too…you copycat”, you teased. “That’s not true, I wanted to try out this new game, you know I barely have time to play with training and missions”, he quickly defended himself, “Haha sure thing babe…so is that all you’re doing tonight?”, you asked. “Well maybe if the gods favour me tonight, I can pick you up…and you can sit on my lap and watch something with me?”, he asked…a silence lingering for a few seconds. “I’ll try my best to behave”, he added, crossing his fingers in hopes to hear you say yes. “Okay that sounds good then…but when do you ever behave Uzumaki”, you teased. “Yes! Well, I’m coming to get you in a few minutes, be ready okay?”. “Okay!”

Overcome with excitement you immediately jumped up to grab your duffel bag, rummaging through your wardrobe to pack two pretty outfits, you already had some clothes you had left at his place that you’d just wear again, throwing in two pairs of pyjamas, packing your toiletries in a separate toiletry bag and a pair of sneakers as well as some slippers, already wearing a different pair of sneakers for the road. By the time you finished taking a shower and getting dressed, you heard a knock at the door, grabbing your stuff and placing them down before opening it. “Hey”, you blushed, trying to play it cool. “Hey”, he smiled, his taller, bulky frame crowding yours to lean in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist, easily lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. “Are these all your bags?”, he asked, looking over your shoulder to see them lying beside his feet. “Yep!”, you squeaked, lifting your head up to look at him, he smelled so delicious, like sleep and vanilla, your mouth watering at the thought of licking him. Without placing you down, he lifted up your two bags in his free hand and had you shut the door for him before carrying you to his hellcat parked in your driveway.

Gently placing you down, he opened the door for you, placing his large hand on your head as you went in to keep you from bumping your head against the top. You bumped your head there once trying to enter the car too quickly and he made sure to never let that happen again. “Thank you”, you smiled, Naruto winking at you before shutting the door. After packing your things in the back, he came around to join you inside the car, your minute of silence over as he stepped in, shutting his door, resting his elbow on the arm rest as he reached his free hand to gently grab the back of your neck, his fingers slipping in between your braids while his thumb caressed the side of your face, drawing you in close to kiss you, his lips much softer than you remember against yours, his hand on your neck keeping you in place as he prolonged the kiss, pulling a moan from you as his lips meshed with yours.

For a solid two minutes, he made out with you, refraining from using his tongue even when you tried your luck with your own, a soft whimper of frustration leaving your lips when he still didn’t give in. Unable to hold your breath in any longer, you placed your hand on his chest softly pushing at him, Naruto finally breaking the kiss, his warm breath against your lips from the little space he left between the two of you, his hand still on your neck, moving to palm your cheek, a small smile decorating his handsome face, dimly lit by the light in the car. “Hey”, he said. “Hey”, you smiled, genuinely happy to see him. “I missed you '', you couldn’t help but admit, worry filling your eyes when he didn’t respond. “I missed you too princess”, he finally spoke, making you release a breath you didn’t realise you held in.

There was something different about the atmosphere tonight, Naruto finally pulling away from you to fasten his seatbelt. “You ready?”, he smiled, his usual warm nature easing the anxiety that sparked up in your chest. “Yeah!”, you replied, Naruto putting his hand out for you to hold…as usual. He was always so sweet, but still, something about tonight felt different.

Laying down on him with your cheek pressed against his chest was exactly what you needed, Naruto’s big hands caressing your arm, back and occasionally rubbing over your butt, had all the built up stress from the week slowly melting away, your eyes droopy as you fell deeper into relaxation. Naruto had put on a really good action movie, one that you’d recommended for y’all to end the night, even though he knew you wouldn’t last throughout it. Your day alone seemed busy enough that he wondered if you needed rest, still chatting with you about your week to help you stay up. It seemed like you really wanted to.

“Yeah so I was just so annoyed with how she spoke to me, like I’m literally paying money out of my own pocket to be there, fuck her!”, you complained, venting about how bitchy your literature lecturer was towards you for being late on Tuesday morning. “Nah, fuck her seriously. If you need me to back you up I always can, you know that '', he said, hyping you up. “Yeah I know that, thank you”, you replied, the two of you barely concentrating on the movie. “So Sakura and Sasuke were really fucking loud enough that you cloudn’t sleep?”, you laughed, “They were so fucking loud I had my headphones on and I could still hear them”, Naruto whined, totally pissed off about the whole situation. Sasuke was his roommate, and they’d made a rule about loud fucking, which he clearly broke two times in a row.

The two of them just hadn’t been getting along lately. “That’s crazy haha, you can always come crash with me if it gets too noisy”, you suggested, “So Sasuke can think he won?” , Naruto asked you, making you giggle. “Maybe you can come over and we can show them how it's really done”, he said, a rush of heat flowing through your body as you tried to giggle his comment away, his hand brushing over your ass again, but this time stopping to firmly squeeze it, silencing you. “You know…I couldn’t stop thinking about you this past week”, he mentioned, his hand now finding its way into your pants, the thong you wore leaving your ass cheeks bare for him to squeeze, making him grunt in approval. “Really?”, you asked, “Even while you were kicking ass, protecting the village and stuff?”, you teased.

“I literally got hard in the middle of a meeting with Kakashi Sensei ”, he admitted. “No ways!”, you laughed, Naruto’s hand squeezing you hard enough your laugh quickly turned into a whimper. “Yes ways…it's getting bad y/n…you need to cure me”, he said almost helplessly, like this was life threatening. “Why are you wearing these in this weather anyway?”, he asked, a frown of disapproval on his face as he tried to tug on your sweats. You lifted your hips up to help him get them off of you, left in a pair of socks, your thong and your white mini tee. “Such a hassle huh?”, he teased, but you were too hot and bothered to acknowledge his comment, quickly growing shy and quiet as Naruto easily scooped you up to sit you on his lap, shifting up the bed so he could rest against some propped up pillows, shifting you so you sat in between his legs, your back resting against his chest and his hands began creeping up your shirt, cupping both your covered breasts in his hands giving them a gentle squeeze as he examined the weight of them in his hands.

Taking turns to gently squeeze and knead each soft mound as he spoke in your ear, his warm breath tickling your skin, goosebumps appearing on your arms. “Hmm, it's bad enough that I might need you for more than just one night at a time”, he said, “What do you mean?”, you asked, trying to not whimper so easily, but you were melting under his touches. His hands just held a roughness that you’d grown addicted to, desperately wanting to feel the flesh of his calloused palms against your bare breasts. “I mean…I barely got enough of you last weekend. I want to take my time with you…until I’m thoroughly satisfied”, he spoke, squeezing both of your breasts especially rough at the end of his sentence, unintentionally grinding his pelvis up into your lower back, his erection poking you hard enough that it felt a bit uncomfortable. As much as you wanted to speak, you were so hot you wondered if your voice would come out right. Swallowing before opening your mouth, “Thoroughly satisfied?”, you asked in the softest voice, one he wouldn’t have heard if he wasn’t so close to you, curious as to what that meant, is he trying to imply that you don’t satisfy him enough? What more could you possibly do for this man. You can barely handle things as they are already.

“Yea, but don’t worry about it too much, of course I’ll teach you how to satisfy me…if you’re willing to learn”, he said his thumbs flicking back and forth over your nipples, making you bite your lip to suppress any sounds, embarrassed to be moaning so early in the game. “What do you want me to do?”, you asked breathlessly, trying to control your tone so you didn’t whimper, but you couldn’t help but gasp loudly when he gave both your nips a firm pinch, your back arching at the sudden stimulation. You could no longer hold back your moans when he began tweaking them, the fabric of your shirt coupled with the pressure of his fingers too good to resist.

“Well, I can’t get over how responsive you are, just look at you”, he whispered, licking your earlobe and softly nibbling on it as he began tweaking your nipples a little harder, your body shuddering as you tried to adjust to the constant stimulation, rubbing your feet against the bed as you kept on arching into him, wanting more of this, the shirt you had on irritating you enough that you brought your hand up to attempt to lift it up, Naruto temporarily stopping his pleasurable actions to help you.

Cupping your bare, supple mounds and kneading them once again. They were impossibly soft, Naruto very faintly moaning in the crook of your neck as he fondled them to his heart's content. “Will you do me a really big favour princess?”, he asks, tweaking your nipples once again, a bit harder than before, softly nibbling your neck when you moaned loud enough for him to hear you. “I love how easy it is to have you making those sweet sounds princess”. “Okayy”, you whimper, biting your lip to try to tame the noises you wanted to make.

“You know what else I love, making you cum, listening to your screaming and the feel of you pulling tugging on my hair and scratching me, even when I’m working, I can’t shake away the way you beg and plead for me”, he confessed, increasing the pressure he put on your nipples, leaving you barely able to stop constantly whimpering. This was just too easy for him. “ Just like that princess. Do you want to satisfy me?”, he asked, your eyes connecting with his, the neediest look in your face as you nodded your head. “Yes”, you whispered, Naruto smiling, leaning down to take you in for a kiss, his tongue finally penetrating your mouth, one hand leaving you nipple to wrap itself around your neck, keeping you in place as he wrestled your tongue with his, softly moaning with you when you began sucking on it, breaking away from you to gently nibble on your lips, tugging on your bottom lip before sucking it, you could seriously kiss him forever, you thought to yourself.

Breaking the kiss, always sucked, keeping your eyes closed in hopes that he’d lean back in to continue, but instead, he placed both his hands under your arms, swiftly scooting you up so you sat up a bit more, Naruto pulling you down with him as he leaned further into the pillows, his hands now working on removing your thong, easily slipping them off of you, one of his hands on your thigh, holding you open for him. Spitting on his fingers, he lowered them to begin rubbing circles on your clit, sliding his middle finger further down your folds only to realise how much of a soaking puddle you already were.

Lubing up his fingers with your slick, he began making those circles with just the pad of middle finger against your clit, managing to kiss you once again, his mouth never leaving yours this time, his middle finger working those circles before alternating to flicking your bud, quickly making you crumble, your body jerking in his hold as began to feel your first orgasm creep up on you, softly moaning into the kiss, his finger unceasing its actions on your now sensitive bean. You knew what was coming, breaking the kiss to look at Naruto. This part right after one orgasm subsided was always the hardest to take, but it was just your first orgasm, you could easily handle this. “Ohhh”, you moaned, trying to keep your eyes on his as the pleasure began to build up again, feeling your second orgasm quickly gain on you, Naruto never faltering from the slow circles then fast flicks, his eyes never leaving yours as your oragsm finally caught up with you, your hand rubbing his arm, trying to handle the pleasure you wanted to endure for him. To satisfy him.

Before your orgasm was even over, his middle finger penetrated you, quickly followed by his ring finger, making you scream in surprise, his fingers immediately working your g spot, a pleasure way different from what you felt on your clit building up deep inside of you, Naruto simply watching all the desperate facial expressions you made, thinking to himself…cute.

It didn’t take long for you to feel like you’d cum again, this orgasm much more intense than the first two, your hand grabbing his forearm. You wanted him to stop because you couldn’t bear the pressure, but you were also aware of the kind of pleasure you’d succumb to if he didn’t stop, but the closer you got to orgasm the harder it was for you to not push him away, deciding to grip onto his shirt instead, uncontrolled whimpers leaving your mouth when you orgasm finally hit you, small spurts erupting from your pussy as Naruto continued working his fingers against your gspot, making you scream, the pleasure now unbearable.

Even though you’ve been through more than this, it was still tough to take, screaming a little louder at his onslaught. You couldn’t control how much you gushed as Naruto continued to finger you, “There you go princess, just like that, good girl”, he praised you. You were physically unable to control yourself, jerking in his hold so much that he had to readjust you to hold you closer to him, his fingers never stopping even for a second. “Oh fuck!”, you cried out, screaming again when you came once more, Naruto’s pants growing wetter with each passing moment, only focusing on your beautiful face as you rode out every orgasm so well.

“Good girl, you’re doing such a good job princess”, Naruto said above your whimpers, finally removing his fingers from your pussy to slip out from under you, placing you on your back against the pillows, repositioning himself in between your legs, kissing and nibbling on your thighs as you got comfortable, enjoying the sounds of your soft whimpers as your slowly came down from that intense orgasm. “You doin okay?”, he asks, his lips spreading into a grin tamer than his usual wild one, reminding you that there really was nothing to be anxious about. As intimidating as it was to watch him prepare to make you cry, like he did the last time, his aura still held a bit if compassion. But last time he was really mean, you thought, your heart skipping a beat at the memory of those soul draining orgasms, biting your lip when he planted small kisses on your clit, patiently waiting for your answer.

“Yea…”, you answered softly, your brows furrowing in worry as he parted your lips with his thumbs. “Mmmhmm!”, you involuntarily moaned as he began flicking your overly exposed clit, the pad of his thumb rapidly moving back and forth, over the swollen little bean, your mouth hanging open as you immediately began panting hard, Naruto’s eye’s the darkest blue you’d ever seen them as he observed your beautiful face. “You’re too cute to resist princess, I could play around with you forever”, he casually spoke, that same grin still dressing his handsome face, making you feel all too vulnerable as the pleasure quickly built up.

Without thinking, you brought your hand in between your legs to grab his thumb, your clit so sensitive you wondered if you could actually go through with such direct stimulation. Gently grabbing your wrist, Nauto raised a brow at you, “Why are you stopping me?”, he asked, planting another kiss right on your clit. “Mmm! Nooo..it's a bit much”, you spoke ever so sweetly, hoping he’d understand. “Princess, do you wanna satisfy me?”, he asked, casually darting his tongue out to lick a trail between your folds, your hips slightly jerking. “Yeaa!”, you whined, tears stinging your eyes from the sheer intensity of the atmosphere. Naruto could tell you were already overwhelmed, smiling at just how adorable you were, the mere thought of him eating you out was too much for your head to handle. He wanted you bad.

“Then don’t stop me again”, he said, his face suddenly serious as he guided your hand to his head, the feel of his soft hair gracing your fingers once again, “Or else I’ll just have to tie you up, and devour you to my heart's content”, he said as he winked, your tummy twisting at the sight of the predatory way he eyed your clit, spreading your folds apart with this fingers once again, his warm mouth instantly sucking on the little bean, quickly letting go with a soft pop, his thumb returning to continue torturing your clit, the loud cry leaving your mouth encouraging him to alternating with his actions, the heat of his mouth sucking your clit and the rapid flicking of his thumb resulting in another instantaneous orgasm. Slamming your head back into the pillows, the pleasure was incredible, your brain short circuiting when he decided to keep his mouth on you, his hot tongue circling your clit while he sucked. How could you be aware of how hard you yanked on his hair or how hard you accidentally kicked the heel of your foot into his shoulder as he forced you to this level of pleasure.

One second you were screaming and the next you were breathless, returning to your screams as you zoned out for god knows how long, bringing your other hand to his head to pull his hair hard, hoping you could get a break, unable to utter a word through your loud moans. How the hell were you supposed to satisfy Naruto if all your orgasm were gonna be like this intense. “Naruto!”, you cried, your voice cracking as tears began flooding your eyes again. “Fuuuck!”

Naruto simply couldn't get enough, the pain of your fingers nearly ripping his hair out his head not phasing him one second as he continued to suck and lick on your clit, your entire body spasming and you weren’t sure if you were cumming again or if this was the same orgasm, Naruto finally letting go when your squirting almost drowned him, spraying all over his face before he quickly moved his head to the side, your opportunity to quickly shut your legs, cupping your pussy as your body still violently shook.

Naruto let you be, backing away to stand up and pull his sweats off, freeing his raging hard before crawling back to you, easily separating your legs apart to lay in between them. “Haha”, he chuckled, grabbing your wrists in each hand to pin them on the pillows on either side of you. “Hey, hey princess”, he softly called, planting kisses against your warm face, hushing you. “Shhh, baby, you did so well, its okay.”

Wiping the tears off your cheeks, he wouldn’t stop kissing you, letting go of your wrists to wrap his arms around you, forcing your arms as weak as they were to wrap around his neck, slowly but surely catching your breath again, your clit so sensitive you decided you’d bite him if he touched it again. “There you go princess…are you okay?”, he asked, his question muffled as he nuzzled your neck, but you could still hear him, slowly gaining all your senses again, your legs numb and your tummy tingling as the pleasure still deliciously embraced you. “Holy fuck”, you whimpered, your fingers running through Naruto’s hair once again, gently scratching his scalp to sooth yourself too, the heat of his naked body pressed against yours comforting.

“Damn…that was intense huh?”, he said, “Are you okay princess?”.

“Naruto”, you whispered, your throat tender from the screaming session you’d just endured. “I can’t handle that at all…fuck!”. “What?”, he asked, slightly lifting himself up to look at you. “But you took that like a champ baby? That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen…you were fucking amazing, I can tell you’re gonna get used to this in no time, or how else will you keep up with me?”, he spoke, brushing a braid out of your face before planting a kiss on your lips, moaning at how soft they were, melting between his own, only able to enjoy the kiss for a little while before breaking away,

“Shhh baby, you’re fine, you’re okay I promise”, he reassured you. He could still feel your body slightly shivering beneath him and you couldn’t help but whimper every now and then. Maybe he went too far. “God…Naruto you promised you’d be gentle”, you whined. If you had the strength to slap him on his arm you would, but you were totally spent. “Princess I was being gentle…and you did a really great job taking it…thank you, I’m really impressed…but I’m not quite satisfied”, he said, rubbing the tip of his dick between your folds, your pussy so messy he was confident he’d slip right in…even if it had been a week.

He knew it could be a bit of a squeeze sometimes, but with how drenched you already were, tonight might go smoother than other nights. “Naruto!”, you whimpered, “Yes princess?”, he said, his dick twitching at how needy you sounded, not sure if you were begging or whining. “Ohh my fuck!”, you gasped, moaning at the stretch of his tip slowly digging inside of you.Your hand quickly crawled under his arm to place your hand on his hip. Naruto knew you could barely handle him, excited to wipe away all your incoming tears. With how slippery and tight you felt around him, he was sure he was going to wreck you tonight. “Shit”, he moaned, pulling back to try again, eager to go a little deeper but he needed to take your comfort into consideration.

Penetrating you again, he managed to go halfway, quickly kissing you to swallow the sharp scream that followed, repeating the action, refraining from going any deeper than he already was, waiting for you to loosen up a bit more. You couldn’t help the stream of cuss words and moans that fell from your lips while Naruto slowly fucked you, steadily pumping himself in and out of you, careful to only go halfway, the curve of his dick allowing the tip to massage your g spot in the worst way for you, your fingers digging into his side to manage the electrical pulses of pleasure running though you with every stroke. “Goood!!”, you whimpered, Naruto’s blue eyes lost in yours as he kept to his sinister rhythm, smiling every time your eyes rolled or you swore, breathlessly panting his name.

It took everything in him to not go feral as he took in your every reaction, thrusting a little deeper with every passing second. You could barely breathe, Naruto’s hand reaching for your lower back to pull you closer, groaning into your neck as he tried to go deeper, your pussy clenching him so well it was his turn to start panting. He was so deep inside of you, you couldn’t help but push his hips with your hands, wondering when you’d finally go insane, squeezing your eyes shut and opening them again, throwing your head back into the pillows moaning so loud Naruto knew you were close, your thighs squeezing him tight, but that didn’t stop him from moving his hips in circles, alternating between pounding you and rotating his hips, your moans now desperate, needy cries as he purposefully kept you on edge, thrusting deep inside of you and holding it there when he thought you were about to bust.

“Narutooo! Please! Fuck”, you begged, chocking on your words as tears fell down the corner of your eyes. “Okay princess, should I go faster?”, he asked, the sound of his hips clapping against yours growing louder as he picked up the pace, his face only a few inches from you, whispering words that definitely pushed you over the edge. “I’m gonna make you cum so fuckin hard do you understand princess?”, he said, his voice so low and deep, seductive enough to speed up the process, his hips moving faster, his thrust a little harder as he drilled you.

He wasn’t sure if you were begging or pleading, your words incoherent as you got closer to where he wanted you, your legs shivering on either side of him. “Yea, I’ll fuckin make a mess out of my little princess huh?”, he teased, grinning to himself when you finally came, your cries so intense he felt like god for a minute, you made him feel so powerful, so wanted, your pussy pushing him out as you continued to gush all over him, Naruto quickly grabbing his dick to rub on it, trying to shove it back inside of you, but you came so hard he needed to wait a while, opting to lower himself and spread your legs open, his muscles flexing as he held your shaky self down, drinking up some of the liquid pouring out of you, slurping your poor little clit while at it, “noooo!”, you cried, Naruto greedily sucking on your clit, keeping you on this mind numbing high.

There wasn’t much you could do to stop it, your entire body involuntarily convulsing as your brain attempted to handle the pleasure. Finally leaving your clit alone, he came up with a satisfied sigh, as though he had just drank from the fountain of life, wiping his mouth before nestling himself between your legs once again, bring each shaky leg on top of his shoulder, lining himself with your sopping puss, biting his lip as he sunk most of length inside of you with a single thrust, his thumbs wiping the tears now freely falling down your cheeks.

“That was amazing princess, again okay?”, he softly said. “N-nooo Na- naruto, br-b-break!”, you begged, choking on your tears, as he continued to thrust inside of you. “Uh uh…not yet, but I promise I’ll give you your break, sweet thing, I’m so proud of you”, he said, amused by your current state. He was seriously having so much fun, his hips smacking yours as he went a little harder. “Na-Naruto!”, you begged, only stroking his ego as he took pleasure in fucking your limp body to his hearts content. “Yes baby, look at how pretty you are'', he said, wiping the drool from your mouth away, your moans ragged and choked, screaming when he changed his angle just a bit, hitting a spot inside of you that caused a reaction that even surprised him. “Damnit princess, you’re fucking squirting, its so good huh? It’s okay pretty girl, cum as much as you want, I'll help you, there you go”

Your eyes fluttered open in the dimly lit room. You didn’t remember falling asleep, shutting your eyes tight to gather your memories, the intense ache between your legs instantly reminding you of the fucking down you endured. Attempting to shift, you couldn’t at all, a heavy weight keeping you pinned down to the bed, the feel of hot kisses pressing against your cheek reminded you of Naruto’s presence. “Naruto”, you whispered. “Oh hey princess! Welcome back!”, he happily spoke. You remembered that Naruto had the best mattress your body had ever laid on, feeling like you were sinking into a cloud with his weight pressing into you. “What happened?”, you asked, your body so numb and relaxed, you knew you’d be getting the most heavenly sleep of your life soon. “You passed out on me princess…”. “What?”, you asked, and you remembered. Naruto was fucking you hard enough that the orgasm you had ended you, moaning at the memory, your pussy aching as though it missed housing him.

“Yea…it might of been a little too much for you to handle baby. But I’m still so proud of you…even though you kind of left me behind there hehe”. “You didn’t cum?’, you gasped. “Oh…I’m sorry baby”, you yawned, enjoying the warm kisses he bathed you in. “I’d offer you a blowjob but i don’t think I can actually move haha”. You’d never felt so sleepy, excited to finally call it a night. “Oh no princess, you don’t have to move at all, but you are going to come one more time for me”. You’re eyes shot open. “What!”, you gasped, was it even possible for you to cum again. “Well babe I’d still like to cum too…”, he said. “Oh my god Naruto”, you whimpered at the feel of his dick pressing into your entrance, your gasp turning into a moan, the stretch a bit more intense despite the previous fucking. You lay on your front now, your thighs press together as Naruto dived deep inside of you, one of his arms wrapped around your torso, his other hand wrapped around your neck, his mouth right beside your ear. “You can surely handle another orgasm for me yes?”. His question came across as a challenge. Will you ever get used to this? “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my princess very well, but you need to take care of me too. Fair?”. “Yea”, you whimpered, his hips moving slowly, Naruto’s dick now sensitive, he felt like he would come quick, wondering if he should just go fast and hard to speed up his orgasm, and spare you any more of this. He immediately set to a fast pace, thrusting his hips hard at the feel of your walls kissing every inch of his dick, the hand around your neck now covering your mouth to silence your screams.

You couldn’t do much to alleviate yourself of the pleasure, having to take it head on with Naruto’s weight pinning you down. “Princess”, he moaned loud, sinking his teeth into your neck as he increased the pace, your stomach dropping as you felt yourself reach your peak, screaming into Naruto’s palm, your throat hurt. “Fuck baby, you’re so close, i can feel it, wait for me im almost there!”, he moaned, whimpering your name as his thighs began shivering. All you could do was continue to helplessly moan, Naruto letting go of your mouth to grip the pillow beside your head, and you honestly wondered if you could handle this pleasure any longer, your entire body growing tingly as you also neared your peak, the two of you screaming each others names in ecstasy as you both came hard, Naruto panting hard against your neck, “I fucking love you”, he said, so in the zone he didn’t realize what he had just said, and you were too flustered to think about it too much, whimpering into the pillow your face rested on. Pulling out of you, he decided to lay on top of you for a while, both your bodies still twitching as you calmed down. “You’re the fucking best y/n”, Naruto confessed, rubbing his cheek against yours as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. You couldn't help but giggle at how mushy Naruto was, deciding to join in this silly moment. Why not after all. “I missed you so much, thank you Naruto”, you smiled, Naruto showering your face with more warm kisses. “This might be too much to ask, but do you think you can stay up for a shower? I don't want this night to end so soon”, he asked, making you giggle. “I’m spending the night silly”, you reminded him. “Yeah but still, I wanna spend more time with you before we sleep…pretty please?”. “Okay then”, you sighed sarcastically. “Yass!!”, you heard Naruto exclaim, giggling once again before he began seriously attacking you with kisses. “Naruto!”, you laughed, unable to push him off of you because of your position. “Okay haha, i just can’t get enough of those giggles, I’ll go run the shower then”.

You didn't think it was possible but you felt even heavier after your shower, Naruto literally did all the work for both of you. You simply had zero energy left to do anything. “You need to recharge '', he said, recommending none other than ramen, which you couldn't say no to. You really only ate ramen when you were with him, so why not.

“So uhm…”, you began to speak, clearing your throat, “You said some stuff back then”. “Oh..yeah..that”, Naruto blushed, his cheeks turning pink when he remembered all the sweet talk from earlier on. “I meant it though”, he said, scratching the back of his head, a soft smile on his face while he held eye contact with you. “I've fallen for you princess…what do you think about that?”. “Well, I’d be lying if I told you I didn't feel the same way…I’m falling for you too”, you shyly responded, playing with the boiled egg in your ramen. “Well, I'm happier being around you”, Naruto added. “Maybe we can spend a little more time together you know…engaging in more than just sex”. “What do you mean?”, you wondered, not sure if he was asking you out or not. “I’d like to be your boyfriend”, he said, casually scarfing down some ramen, looking over at you when you didn't respond. “Please?”, he added, smiling when you giggled into your hand. “Yes, that sounds good…be my boyfriend”.

The confession of love between the two of you did not alter your relationship all that much, apart from how often the two of you spent time together, your friends nothing but happy for the two of you…

[demigoddessqueens]

Hi, first I want to say that I really like reading your stories, mostly those about Percy de Rolo, I've only discovered the legend of vox machina very recently and I'm quite happy to find content about him (excuse me if my english is not perfect, I'm French)

So I had this idea, feel free to ignore if it doesn't inspire you, but Reader (or s/o ? I don't know which one to use 😅) and Percy, at a ball or a fancy event, on a mission to idk, maybe get information or something and they have to pretend to be a couple. Maybe reader feels out of place because they are shy and thought that vex was better for this misson but couldn't for some reason and Percy reasures them? Maybe they love each other but not in relationship yet? Feel free to change thing if you need ✨

I hope you have a wonderful day, and take your time with this if you have a lot of things to do 🙂

Oh well welcome 🤗! I’m glad you’ve liked my stuff from before, and glad you’re here!

Summary - you were not cut out for this, you think, but Percy has other things in mind. Things he may have not told you yet.

simply alluring

You couldn’t help but still feel so out of place. Even when you were accompanied by such a dashing man who was born into this life.

“Trust me, my dear, you’re doing fine. You fit in more than any of these born into it.”

Nobles, ladies and all the other upper echelons of high society surrounded you all, with you and Percy all donned in the finest wear as your cover.

You were hoping the others managed to accomplish said reconnaissance, and swiping an artifact you so clearly needed.

As the music from the nearby bards swelled with every note, arms pulled you closer to where there was no escape.

You looked into those piercing eyes for as long as you could. For a second, your doubts about this plan washed away.

Yes you adored Percy, probably with a different intention than that sounded. But this still felt so awkward for you. The words, the mannerisms, all of it. Despite Percy’s insistence from the group you help with this plan, you wandered how Vex could have easily accomplished this than you.

You just hoped those thoughts weren’t painting a doubtful picture on your face.

But for Percy, he saw you. Well, he always did but he couldn’t bear to tear his eyes away from you for one second.

Stunning, inquisitive, conscientious, reliable, gentle, the list could go on.

There were a lot of things he wanted to say. It seemed foolish to doubt, but Percy still wanted to know one of these days what you thought of him. Like; truly, deeply, genuinely thought of him.

If it meant him, or perhaps another…one who clearly occupied your mind this night.

[2aceofspades]

Hey, Ace! :)

I just wanted to tell you that your art is just- amazing. The way of how you make your body positions and expressions look so natural, but still so full of emotion is so impressive. :) So the question I have for you is.. What got you into art and TMNT? :) And what is your favorite art you’ve done that you are most proud of? :) Also! Has your art ever made you laugh out loud before? If so, which one? :)

Hope you’re doing well! Also, I want to thank you for making that little sticker series .. it brought so many smiles to my face throughout the day, and I thank you for that. :)

~ Melissa

Hi hello! 🙌✨

Aaaawwee!! Thank you so much! 🥹🥹 That's such a lovely compliment oh my stars thank you!!

To answer your question, I've kind of always been drawing as a way to express myself and my emotions. I draw to say the things I feel without having to use words. How I got into TMNT and drawing turtles is a long story, but I'll do my best to simplify. So, I knew about TMNT through the 2003 and 2012 tv series. I wasn't too into the fandom or anything until the 2022 Rise movie came out and it was on Netflix. I had watched clips of the show and the movie on Youtube until I finally got around to watching the movie and was hooked. I was also on Twitter at the time, in a different fandom, so I just drew rise fanart for myself until I finally posted something rise related that kinda got me "initiated..?" into the fandom, and now I'm still here a year later. Woo!

My favorite piece that I've ever done is this one:

I love ~literally~ everything about it and I could gush about it for so long. I will always choose this piece. The fact that it's traditional makes it even more lovely to me. Cassandra is a total badass and I literally fell in love with her whilst making this comic..so that's also a bonus point.

And yes! Many, many pieces. Mostly my um...angst stuff, actually. I dunno...whenever I draw Leo screaming or looking "haunted" it makes me laugh. I'm terrible, I know.

I am doing alright, yeah. Keeping busy. I am very glad it brought you some positivity and joy 🤗✨ I am honored and very grateful, so thank you for reaching out!

[jujutsubaby]

Hello my dear! Congrats for your achievment!✨

I’d like to play and I say:

Cafè Heaven and Hell.

I’d like to order a white mocha and take away a Macha Latte.

I’ll eat a mochi donut!🍩

Thank you very much! 🤗🌸

a/n: thanks for your ask 💓 yours was super fun to write and i hope you enjoy it hehe~ also guys i swear i don't hate gojo he’s just a male thot to me. also btw when i went to paris last year there was a male thot that served me at a cafe and so he’s just all i think about when i think of gojo and cafe au’s

✨ WELCOME TO CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH ! ✨

🤍 PAIRING. gojo

🤍 WORD COUNT. 1.3k (sorry i just love writing about male thots)

you can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief as you enter your favorite cafe. work today had been complete hell, and you need a caffeine and sugar fix to give you the will to live this evening.

the cozy ambience of cafe heaven and earth instantly soothes you - the romantic low lighting, the smell of eucalyptus and coffee beans, and the low jazz music playing in the background settles over you. 

after ordering your white mocha (as well as a mochi donut as an extra treat — you really deserve it today), you wander to your usual counter seat by the window and lean back with a relaxed sigh. 

you had been so excited to start work at the prestigious zenin law firm, but just three months in, you were already feeling the first signs of burnout.

you usually like to go over documents from work during your coffee runs, but today, you just need to savor the moment. as soon as you sit back down, you close your eyes and take your long awaited sip of white mocha. as the sweet, rich liquid hits your tongue, you can’t help but almost moan in satisfaction. 

your moment of calm is immediately ruined by an unfamiliar voice. “wow, that good, huh?”

you crack one eye open in annoyance to see a tall and muscular white haired man sitting a couple seats away from you. you’re taken aback by just how blue his eyes are - one glance and you find yourself sinking into its ocean blue. the next thing you notice (and you do feel a bit embarrassed about it but c’mon, you had a long day at work!) is how muscular and lean his arms are, his fingers playing his phone on the counter absentmindedly. it’s a wonder you didn’t notice him as soon as you got here. 

remembering that he just interrupted your peace and quiet to ask a question, you respond, “the white mochas here are always the best.” in spite of how astoundingly handsome the stranger sitting near you is, you’re not really in the mood for a conversation, so you hope your tone dissuades him from continuing.

“yeah? can i get a sip?” he asks, a bit too fast for your liking.  

 “what??” you’re taken aback by his forward question and brash manner. how old is this guy, anyway? this is the kind of behavior you expect out of your ten year old nephew yuji, not a grown ass adult!

the man pouts in response. what was his deal?! model-worthy good looks or not, he was starting to wear on your already limited patience. 

“maybe you could get your own drink?” you ask, trying to remain polite. “i’m kind of a germaphobe,” you lie. you don’t really care too much about sharing cups, but you really want this guy off your back. your precious relaxation time is limited!

“pleeease!!!!” he starts begging loudly, earning looks from surrounding cafe patrons. he notices you looking around self-consciously, and scrambles to the seat next to you so he can talk more quietly. 

“please!” he repeats at a more socially acceptable volume. “i’ll drink from the other side, promise! you won’t even know my mouth was there!” god, was he irritating! (it certainly didn’t help that he was making you think about his mouth now, too.) 

 desperate for this stranger to leave you be, you decide to let him have what he wants. then he’d leave you alone, right? you kind of doubt it, but it’s worth a try anyway.

“ok, ok! fine.” you slide the ceramic mug towards him, and he has the audacity to look smug as he clasps the mug between his hands. you absolutely do not notice how long and elegant his fingers look curled around the drink. 

“down the hatch!” he chirps as he lifts the mug to his lips.

you soon find out that the two of you have radically different definitions of the word “sip”. to him, a sip means gulping down half the mug, apparently. you watch wistfully as the drink you had so been looking forward to begins to disappear before your eyes. 

 when he puts the mug back down, his smug expression is replaced with an exaggerated grimace. “ewww, how do you drink that stuff?? it’s so bitter!” 

as you seethe to yourself, he darts his tongue out to swipe away at some foam left on his lips (which you are pointedly not paying attention to), before continuing. “i’m gojo, by the way.”

“it’s not bitter,” you say through gritted teeth. “it’s the best espresso in town, and one of the sweetest drinks they offer. besides, couldn’t you have decided that you hated it before you drank half the damn thing? what’s your problem, man?” 

“i told you, my name’s gojo!” the man starts to whine again, but seeing your animosity, he changes his tune quickly. “ok, sorry, sorry! i didn’t mean to annoy you! listen, why don’t you get yourself another drink on me?” he reaches into his pocket and pulls a shiny credit card from his wallet, handing it to you with an air of penitence. 

“really? thanks, gojo. that’s surprisingly decent of you,” you reply. you start to feel a little guilty for almost losing it at this complete stranger. his guilelessness, while annoying, is maybe almost even starting to charm you. 

“uh, maybe while you’re up there, you could also pick me up a drink that’s not a complete pukefest too?” he asks, fluttering his fluffy white eyelashes at you. upsettingly, your stomach does giddy somersaults at the sight, which you studiously ignore.

you sigh and roll your eyes. “all right, pretty boy, what’s your drink?” 

“oh, they’ll know,” he replies with a wink. “the gojo special — hot cocoa with strawberry milk mixed in. best drink on the planet.” 

you wrinkle your nose. “that sounds disgusting, but sure.” you head to the order counter for a second time, looking down at the card he entrusted you with as you wait in line. 

damn, a black card? he’s annoying AND rich? pick a struggle. nonetheless, you weren’t one to pass off another drink, especially at his expense. you go up to the counter and decide on ordering matcha latte and his wretched drink order. the barista looks at you with distaste after ordering it, before sighing and ringing you up. great, now you can never come to this place ever again. 

it doesn’t take long for your drinks to come out carefully make your way to the seat. you notice he’s dusting his hands on his thighs.

“alright, you weirdo, here’s your-” you stop mid sentence as you place the drinks on the table and notice there’s a huge bite taken out of your mochi donut. your precious mochi donut. you glance at gojo, then back at the donut, and then back his hands which still had remnants of frosting on top. 

“did you…did you just take a bite out of my donut while i was gone?” you say incredulously. 

“what?”

“i know you heard me.” your fingers pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance. “do you just always take bites out of random people’s food? who raised you?!” you’re in awe of someone who has social skills like this.

“don’t worry about it, kitten,” he purrs, and you hate that your heart beats faster at his nickname for you. “i’ll just buy you another one. i’ll buy you a dozen right now.” 

you sigh. “okay, fine.” you end up ordering a box of mochi donuts against your better judgment. even worse is that you…actually had a good time with him? you can’t remember the last time you were this annoyed but laughed this much. 

“by the way, you gonna be here tomorrow?” he asks with his mouth full of the last mochi donut. ugh, you shouldn’t find this attractive, but you do. 

“yeah.” you say, before you have time to change your mind. you take out a pen from your tote and quickly scribble your number on a napkin. common sense be damned, you think to yourself on the bus as you find yourself yearning to see that color blue again.

[spideyjimin]

sweet love | pjm

⤷ part of the dads universe

⏤ pairing: coffee shop owner!jimin x female reader 

⏤ genre: parents au, exes to lovers, fluff, and smut 

⏤ rating: 18+ 

⏤ summary: jimin is the father of your four-year-old daughter, moon, and he’s also your ex. an ex you never considered getting back to, but that wasn’t until you both found yourself being single again. watching a movie with moon every sunday became the perfect excuse to flirt together discreetly. a flirt that brought back ten years of sweet love. 

⏤ words: 14,388 

⏤ warnings: mention of pregnancy, mention of breakup, sexual tension, flirting, long-haired!jimin, little moon is sick, mention of jealousy, some teasing, a lot of making out, mention of struggles after a breakup, praising, mention of postpartum struggles, some swearing, pet names, thigh riding, dirty talking, masturbation, dom!jimin, big cock!jimin, missionary, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, nipple play, creampie, and multiple orgasms

⏤ author’s note: hiiii guys ✨ so here you finally have sweet love!! as “before you”, it’s an old fic that i rewrote and in this one i’ve added extra scenes and conversations. it was definitely fun to rewrite it and make it part of the dads universe 🤗 hope you’ll enjoy it & happy jimin day 💞

Slowly, you open the door of your daughter’s bedroom.  

“Are you ready?” You ask your small daughter. 

She’s struggling to put on her little blue dress, but today, she insisted on dressing by herself. Apparently, a little girl at her school already does everything alone, and Moon, your four-year-old daughter, wants to be just like her. But in general, your little daughter has been showing you that she wants to become more and more independent. 

You can totally understand her, you absolutely want her to do things on her own but it’s also okay to ask for a little help.  

“Let me help, booboo.” 

You rush in her direction to help her out with her dress. She doesn’t push you away or anything, she just lets you give her a hand. As you do so, you simply can’t believe that she is already four years old. For you, she’ll forever be the tiny little baby that she was at her birth. 

Moon was born prematurely, almost five weeks before the due date. She was tiny and more fragile, but she quickly grew once outside and she easily gained weight. The doctors and nurses were actually very impressed by her fast growth. You still remember how proud you were of her ⏤ and you’re still very proud of everything she accomplishes. 

But since the day she was born, you can only see her as a tiny little baby. Your tiny baby.    

“Mommy, daddy is coming soon?” Her little eyes look up at you.  

You quickly glance down at your watch to check what time it is. 

“He should be coming any minute,” you tell her. 

Moon’s father, Jimin, isn't your partner anymore, and today is the day he’s coming to pick her up to spend the week with her. When you broke up with Jimin, you agreed to share Moon’s custody. One week she’s with you, the next one she’s with Jimin. In the last three years, everything has been working out pretty well. 

“Have you already chosen the movie you want to watch?” 

For the past couple of weeks, the day you or Jimin pick up Moon at the other’s place, the three of you watch a movie together. You always come around 2 pm to enjoy a good afternoon together. Moon is always the one to choose the movie, and you and her father just let her do. It’s better if she enjoys this moment as much as she can. She doesn’t like watching tv, but she can open an exemption for her disney movies. 

Since she’s a little baby, you’ve been watching all the disney movies with her so she would know them when she’s older. Today, she loves them so much that she just wants to watch them, making you and Jimin watch them again and again.   

“Not sure yet,” she answers. “We can choose when daddy comes.” 

“Okay, booboo.” 

The dress is finally correctly put on your baby, she looks so beautiful. Every week, when Jimin takes her, it always breaks your heart. You perfectly know she’ll be in good hands but being apart from your baby is tough. If things depended on you, you’d be 24/7 around your daughter. But that’s life. She has a father who isn’t your partner anymore, and she deserves to be with him and to be loved by him. The only perk of sharing custody is that you can do your own things when Moon is at her father’s. 

Your eyes roam at the tiny little girl standing in front of you, causing a smile to spread on your face. She looks a lot like her father. She isn’t totally a mini-living version of him, but she inherited a lot of his traits. There’s also a lot about her personality that reminds you of him. She clearly takes a lot after him. However, your favorite thing about their resemblance is the way she smiles with her eyes just like him.

The doorbell rings, making your daughter run to the entrance to open the door to her beloved daddy. She always does that when he comes, she always wants to be the first to see him. As you leave her bedroom to join the two of them, you hear Jimin’s voice. 

“My little princess,” he says before grabbing his little daughter. 

From afar, you watch this tender moment between a father and a daughter. Their reunion every two weeks melts your heart. It just perfectly shows the sweet and gentle love they have for each other. Even if today you aren’t with Jimin anymore, for sure, you chose the best father for your daughter. 

As you see them today, you believe that breaking up was the best decision you both took three years ago. Things wouldn’t be as they are today, you’re completely sure about it. Most probably your little family would be more broken, and you’re convinced that you wouldn’t even speak with your ex which in the end would be absolutely sad.  

At first, you deeply regretted offering your daughter this kind of dysfunctional family. For a long time, you were persuaded that she would be destroyed because of this separation that happened when she was only seven months old. However, as you and Jimin made everything to remain friends for her own good, you got to see your daughter blooming into this remarkable human being. In the end, this dysfunctional family is her kind of normal because you always made sure she came first.

“Hey,” you say as you get closer to the two of them. 

Jimin’s face turns to look at you, his smile never leaving his face. Your heart squeezes when his eyes lock with yours. He looks absolutely stunning with that brown polo and black classic pants. His sleeves are rolled up, and you can see in his hands a black cap. His strong arms tightly hold your little princess who is now looking at you too. 

Lately, things have changed between you and Moon’s father. After you ended things with your ex, a sexual tension has been growing between the two of you. At first, it was just a simple flirt between the two of you, something completely innocent. Honestly, you let it happen because it reminded you of the ten years you spent with him. It felt good to be back to how things were. 

Seeing movies every sunday with your daughter is just an excuse to spend more time together. Honestly, it’s good to be able to spend more time together. Also, you’ve noticed how happier your baby is after the now-weekly movie session. In the end, this little excuse to flirt more and be more together has a lot of positive outcomes. 

None of you has actually thought of what could eventually happen if you decide to ever go further than flirting. However, you are both trying to be extremely careful because there is Moon. Any decision that you might take will impact her first, and you both want to keep this dynamic that has been working for three years now. 

“Hi, yn,” Jimin says as he takes a step closer in your direction. 

The man presses a kiss on your cheek, causing an intense wave of heat to suddenly grow inside you. Lately, every time he presses a soft kiss on your cheeks or even if his body brushes against yours, you instantly feel extremely hot. The power the man holds over you still blows your mind.  

Moon also takes advantage to press a kiss on your other cheek, and you smile as the two of them simply show you affection. 

“Mama is really beautiful,” your daughter says as she looks now to her dad.

Your daughter always adores complimenting you, she probably takes that after her father. While you were together, the man would shower you with compliments, it was his way of showing his love for you. It honestly made you extremely happy, and now, you have this little pumpkin who constantly does the same.   

“She really is!” Jimin agrees, his eyes still devouring you. 

Your eyes don’t ever leave his figure. Jimin has been letting his hair grow lately, and you believe that it suits him really well. With the cap in his hand, you can totally picture him with it on his long hair. He must look like a whole damn snack. A snack you’d definitely love to take a bite. 

“And both of you also are very handsome!” you reply with a bright smile on your face. 

They are more than handsome. They are perfect. The most perfect human beings you have ever laid eyes on. Well, technically, Moon is only this perfect because the man holding her right now made love to you almost five years ago. She is perfect because her father is too.      

For a brief moment, your eyes glance at the two of them, but every time they land on Jimin, all you can sense is the growing sexual tension. The tension between you and Jimin has reached its highest peak for the past few days. The man in front of you has been texting you a lot, being quite flirty with you, and honestly, he would have preferred if the two of you were alone. But today, he’s here for his daughter. For you, he already has some ideas behind his mind for another day.    

“So, we’re going to watch that movie?” Jimin asks your little daughter. 

His eyes move from you to his princess. Every time he looks at her, all he thinks about is the ten years of sweet love he shared with you. The ten years spent with you were definitely the best years of his life, and just like you, today, he doesn’t regret how things have changed between the two of you. For sure, he would have preferred to give another kind of family to his baby. If he could, he would give her the same kind of family he grew up in.  

But it’s life. 

Things can’t always be the way we want them, but Jimin has been trying to give the best to his daughter. Being on good terms with you has always been his top priority because he knows it will affect your little baby. Her happiness comes before anything else.  

“Yes!” Moon exclaims with delight. 

The three of you head to the living room, Jimin sitting on the couch while you grab the remote control. He sits on the couch with Moon on his lap, she gets all comfortable in her father’s arms before you quickly join them. As you turn the tv on, you take a seat next to your ex. Your little baby looks at you with a bright smile on her face, showing you just how much happiness this moment brings to her.  

“Which movie do you want to watch?” 

Moon starts thinking about what she’d like to see but knowing her, it’s probably going to take her three hours before she makes a decision. 

“What about Frozen?” you suggest as you set Disney + on tv. 

“No,” she says, shaking her head. 

“Zootopia?” Jimin proposes. 

Moon doesn’t seem convinced by your suggestions. That girl doesn’t watch that much tv but she’s still very tough when it comes to choosing something. On top of that, she’s also extremely tired today. Last night, she wasn’t feeling very well which led her to not sleep a lot. Most probably, she’s going to fall asleep during the movie but it’ll be okay. You prefer that honestly. 

“Raya!” She almost screams as she sees the movie being suggested on the screen. 

“Okay, booboo,” you say as you select Raya and the last dragon. 

Moon gets all comfortable on her father’s lap after he pulls a blanket on her small body. You smile as you see them. The bond between a father and a daughter is truly magical. Every time you see Jimin and Moon interacting together, it reminds you of the close relationship you have with your father. He has always been there for you, he has always given you the right amount of love, and since you were a little baby, you’d do anything for him. 

As you see Moon and Jimin, you know that they’ll share the same bond. It will for sure be different but it will be a very strong one. Plus, she’s a total daddy’s girl. She has Jimin wrapped around her little fingers, and he’ll do anything for her. For sure, in the future, she’ll be the one doing everything for him.     

On the couch, you try to get as close as possible to them, but you also try to not stick your body against your ex's. Although things are getting to a completely new place with him, you’re just scared to do something completely inappropriate, especially with Moon around. When there’s just the two of you, it’s okay to be very touchy or to be flirty, but when Moon is around and awake, you try to be very careful with everything you do.  

The movie starts, but you already know it by heart. Your daughter adores it so much, you have seen it a million times. But honestly, you also like the movie so you don’t mind watching it over and over again. 

As the movie progresses, Jimin slowly moves closer to you while your baby is falling asleep in his lap. Since he’s really subtle, you don’t even notice his body getting closer to yours. 

“She must be pretty exhausted,” Jimin whispers in your ear, causing you to jump with fear. 

“Gosh, you scared me, Jimin!” You press your hand on your chest before looking up at him. 

His face is very close to yours, his hot breath is falling on your face, and his dark orbs are glued on you. The last time you were this close was a week ago, at his place. Before the movie session, you both prepared some snacks in the kitchen, and you almost bumped into each other. That closeness almost caused you to kiss but it didn’t happen since Moon abruptly appeared in the kitchen. 

Your heart is beating extremely fast in your chest. He’s way too close to you, and you don’t really know what to do. So your eyes glance down at your daughter to avoid looking at the man who has been haunting your wildest dreams for the past few weeks. As you look at your baby, you can see that she’s already sleeping peacefully on her daddy. 

“She didn’t sleep well last night,” you admit as you watch her sleeping like a little angel. “She wasn’t feeling well, and she spent most of the night awake.” 

Slowly, you glance up at him to catch a bit of his reaction. His facial expression gets softer as he realizes that his baby must be pretty exhausted. Nights like this are something you are both familiar with. Moon is still very young so she gets sick pretty easily which also impacts her sleep quality. Thankfully, she takes naps the day after to compensate.     

“I’m actually relieved that she fell asleep now, I was scared she wouldn’t sleep at all today,” you tell him. 

“But how was she this morning?” He asks with concern. 

“She was sleepy but I put her in front of her favorite cartoons,” putting her favorite cartoons always makes her sleep, and it’s something that surprises you. “My parents were supposed to come but I canceled last minute to see if she could sleep a bit before you’d arrive.” 

The entire morning, she was lying on the couch with her little milk in her hand and her eyes glued to the tv. Those things comfort her when she’s not doing well, and they always help to put her back to sleep. However, this morning, she only slept for about an hour. 

“She didn’t sleep a lot, I guess she was just too excited to see you today.” 

A small smile appears on his face. He also gets pretty excited when he needs to come to your place to pick her up. He loves to see his daughter. 

“You could have told me,” he says. “I would have come on another day.” 

“She’s not doing well, Jimin, and she needs her father.” 

Just the thought of telling her that her daddy wouldn’t be coming today devastates you. You know how much she was looking forward to this exact moment. Nothing is as important as this right here. 

“She would have cried if you didn’t come. She loves those movie sessions with us, she loves to see us coming to pick her up every Sunday. This is what helps her to feel good. I don’t want to take this away from her, especially when she’s not feeling well.” 

Jimin presses a soft kiss on your forehead. Even if today you aren’t together anymore, he’s sure he chose the best mama for his baby. There’s nobody else he would have loved to have a kid with, and if he ever wants to have more, it’ll be with you. Nobody else. Even all the exes he has accumulated for the past three years can’t compare with you. 

His mother told him once that no matter what, he’ll always be drawn to you. Not only you are his first love, but you’re also the mother of his child. Even if you’ll never be together anymore, the love and bond between you will always be special. 

However, today, he’s convinced that it goes beyond that. Today, he’s convinced that he’ll never be able to love anyone else. Those last three years without you have taught him that. He has grown to understand that a life without you isn’t even possible. 

The two of you started dating when you were only fifteen. You were very young but madly in love. Nobody thought things would work between you because you were very different. Jimin was the typical bad boy while you were more of a discreet girl. It almost looked like a cliché teenage movie, but eventually, the two of you completely changed the other. 

After eight solid years of relationship, things started to get pretty rocky. All due to a friend you met at work. Jimin considered that he was clearly flirting with you, even in front of him when you strongly believed it wasn’t the case. Slowly, jealousy started to take a big place in your relationship and it destroyed the trust you both had for each other. 

Since you didn’t want to lose Jimin, you took some distance from that coworker but it was obvious that your relationship with your boyfriend would never be the same. Things were different but you were doing everything to try to save it. In the middle of all that turbulence, you got pregnant, and you both worked harder to make it work. 

Moon’s arrival clearly changed everything, but she didn’t help to improve your relationship. Everything was already falling apart when you got pregnant. When you realize it, you simply decide to end everything before it got worse. It wasn’t easy for the two of you. It was definitely hard to put behind ten years of love. 

But it was the best decision for Moon.       

“And how are you feeling?” 

Jimin knows that if Moon hasn’t slept, you didn’t too. His little girl always needs her mama when she’s not feeling well because nobody can bring as much comfort to her as you do. 

His concern warms your heart. Beyond being all flirty with you, Jimin has also shown a lot more love to you. In the end, you’re not just Moon’s mother. Slowly, you rest your head on his shoulder because you need to feel him in any way. He puts his head on top of yours, his heart being overwhelmed with love. Two of the women he loves the most are snuggled up against him.  

“I’m tired, but I’ve known worse,” you whisper. 

The first weeks of Moon’s life were a nightmare, and you survived them. She was very tiny and needed her mother and father. She’d cry a lot which was totally normal for a newborn since she wasn’t able to take care of herself. On top of that, she was born prematurely so you’d visit the pediatrician quite often to make sure she’d be alright.  

So if you survived that period, you believe that nothing can be worse than that. 

Although your daughter is sleeping peacefully, you and Jimin keep watching the movie together. This feels like heaven for the two of you. Almost like you were brought back to three years ago. 

Once the movie is finished, Jimin takes Moon in his arms and places her on her little bed. He’s definitely not going to take her home now, he prefers that she sleeps. From her room’s door, you watch him put her carefully on the bed, an apparent smile growing on your face. He pushes the sheets on her tiny body before joining you. 

As his eyes roam your face, he tries to think of a way to express his wish to stay longer. He’s thinking about how to formulate it without sounding like a desperate man. However, he ignores that you want him to stay.  

“Do you want to stay until she wakes up?” you offer him. 

Without any second thoughts, he nods, more than happy to stay longer than he was supposed to initially.  

“A glass of wine?” you suggest. 

“No, I still need to drive Moon to my place,” he tells you. “But if you have anything else, I won’t say no.”  

Certainly, you have more than just wine to drink in your house. Your little daughter is too young to drink alcohol, but she’s obsessed with apple juice. You always make sure to have enough of her favorite juice at home so for sure you have some of it. The two of you leave her little room to head to the kitchen. Once you’re inside, you open the fridge to see what you have inside to drink. 

“I have some leftovers of Moon’s apple juice in the fridge,” you tell your ex. “Or I have water,” you show him the bottle on the worktop of the kitchen. 

“I’ll take the apple juice.” 

His fridge is also full of apple juice just for his little baby. Every Saturday, he does some grocery shopping, and he buys everything Moon loves. He constantly makes sure to have all her little things in his house in case some emergency appears and she has to stay with him on the week she’s supposed to be with you. 

You take the juice box as well as two glasses, and you fill them with the sweet juice. You hand one glass to Jimin before taking the other for yourself. His eyes never cease to glance at you. He takes one sip before putting his glass on the little table. The man comes closer to you, your heart hammering in your chest as the distance between the two of you slowly disappears. 

Your mind keeps wondering what he’s going to do. After ten years of relationship, you can easily say that this man right here is completely unpredictable. He can go from sweet to dirty in a blink of an eye. And when he gets dirty, he really gets super dirty. His super dirty mind will bring the two of you to bed, his head between your thighs. 

Once his face is super close to yours, your eyes are instantly fluttering shut. A smirk grows on his face as he watches you closing your eyes. His breathing caresses your face while his sweet scent lingers in the air. Your heart is beating extremely fast, ready to leave you at any moment. 

“There’s something we started last week that Moon didn’t let us finish,” he whispers in your ear with his deepest voice. 

Shivers run down your spine, and you keep your eyes close, too scared to take a look at the man in front of you. You perfectly can picture the expression on his face right now. For sure, the dirtiest smirk is on his face, and his eyes are filled with lust. That expression will for sure have you so weak that you’ll instantly fall into his arms. 

“What are you talking about?” you tease him a bit. 

You perfectly know what he’s referring to, but it won’t hurt to just play a tiny bit with him. Well, most probably, Jimin will tease you a million times more. 

“Do you want me to remind you?” 

Instantly, you open your eyes, your heart pounding extremely fast as you realize what is about to happen. For the past week, your mind has been thinking over and over again about the moment where you almost kissed. That moment, you desperately wanted to taste his lips on yours again but Moon put an end to that. 

Jimin’s eyes are hungrily devouring you while he waits for an answer from you. Your eyes move from his eyes to his plump lips, resting a little too much on them while you wonder how it will feel to kiss him again. Will it be like before? Or will it feel like kissing him for the first time? The more you think about it, the more you want to taste them.  

“Yes, remind me what Moon interrupted,” you almost beg. 

The black-haired man doesn’t waste another second before pressing his lips against yours for a fervent kiss. His hand finds its way to the back of your neck, holding you while he hungrily kisses you. 

After three years, you’re kissing again. It seems unbelievable.

His lips are extremely soft, but you were kind of expecting it. His plump lips have always felt soft when you both kiss, and you always loved that. However, even if you were expecting this softness, this kiss feels like the first one. This seems like it’s the first time you’re doing it while you have ten years of kissing history. Slowly, he starts moving his lips to passionately kiss you. 

Soon enough, his tongue is licking your lips so you can open your mouth. His tongue is desperate to meet yours after all this time. He’s desperate to deepen this kiss because just your lips on each other aren’t enough for him. He has been dreaming of this for the past couple of days. 

His hands move to your waist before bringing your body closer to his. He’s craving to feel more friction and to simply feel your body pressed against his. This sudden closeness after three years of simply co-parenting is driving both of you completely crazy. The two of you are starting to pant hard but it clearly doesn’t matter. 

His hands snail up to cup your face in them while the kiss becomes more and more ardent. This kiss is clearly indicating how desperate you both are for each other. The sexual tension has really been too much to handle lately. 

Out of breath, you break the kiss before pressing your forehead against his. Jimin is smiling, his eyes glued to your face while you try to catch your breath. Even after all those years, he still finds you extremely pretty and attractive.

As you look down at his hands, you notice the tattoo on his wrist. Four years ago, a couple of days after Moon’s birth, he got the number 13 tattooed. Not only does it stand for his birth date but it also stands for Moon’s birth date. Just like her father, she was born a 13. That tattoo always warms your heart in unexplained ways.    

“We should probably move to my room in case this goes any further,” you suggest before looking up at him.   

“But do you want to take this further?” Jimin asks. 

Even if your body is showing all the apparent signs that you want to do more than just kissing, he wants to be completely sure you want this. He doesn’t desire you to regret this tomorrow morning when you wake up. Even though this might be a simple one-night stand, he doesn’t want you to regret it. 

“More than you can imagine,” you reply before pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

The father of your child kisses you back, more than excited to show you how much he misses you. You intertwine your fingers together before guiding you both to your bedroom. The two of you try to be as quiet as possible since Moon is peacefully sleeping, and you don’t want to wake her up after the terrible night she had.  

Once inside your bedroom, you make sure to close the door. It wouldn’t be a great idea to have Moon seeing you doing unholy things with her father. Hopefully, she’ll sleep for a good two extra hours, and you won’t need to worry about being caught by your daughter. But it’s better to take precautions.

Jimin’s eyes roam the room where he hasn’t ever come in three years. After your breakup, you sold your shared apartment to move into a new one. The memories shared in that place were too intense and none of you wanted to stay there. Quickly after, you moved into this apartment but the only room Jimin never got to see was your bedroom. 

There is barely any decoration. There’s just a big bed in the middle of the room, two nightstands, one on each side of the bed, and there are some pictures here and there, mostly pictures of Moon. This room reminds him of his own bedroom. 

After living with you, it was hard to be on his own. A bedroom without you by his side was also extremely hard so he decided to put the bare minimum. However, his bedroom feels constantly empty, almost as if someone is missing. Today, he’s convinced that you’re the one missing.      

Jimin kisses you again once his eyes have done a quick tour of your bedroom. Naturally, you move to your bed where you know things will take a sexual turn. You can still stop things if you desire but your body is desperately craving for your ex. Your body needs are completely clouding your mind, and you honestly don’t care. Right now, all you want is to be intoxicated by your first love. 

As you break the kiss, you take his brown polo off, revealing his bare skin to your hungry eyes. You enjoy the view while being sat on his lap; his torso is in full display just for you. The first thing that catches your eyes is his ‘nevermind’ tattoo, it’s still extremely big but you always loved this tattoo so damn much. Then, you can’t help but notice how toned his torso has become. 

“You’ve been working out a lot for the past three years,” you say as your fingers touch his rib tattoo. 

“After Moon’s birth, I became so lazy, and it was time to work out again like I used to.” 

Jimin used to work out so much before your daughter’s arrival. There wasn’t a day where he wasn’t at the gym working out or he wasn’t doing any sport. He used to dance a lot as well as doing karate. 

“Do you still dance?” 

Your fingers trace from his tattoo to his chest, causing Jimin to shiver at the feeling of your fingertips brushing against his skin. 

“Of course, I never stopped,” he replies before pressing a quick kiss on your lips. “Dancing saved me after our breakup.” 

Hearing that your breakup equally devastated him breaks your heart. Jimin deserves all the best in the world because he’s such a beautiful soul. Never before have you met someone like him. He was your sunshine when you were together. Unfortunately, things weren’t working anymore, and it was definitely better to simply let go even if it was painful.  

And it was. 

Raising Moon on your own and not having Jimin constantly by your side was extremely hard. For sure, it was the most complicated time you faced in your life. But today, things are better and that experience made you grow as a human.  

You press your lips against his, expecting to reassure him in some way. He licks your bottom lip before he grips it with his teeth, making you moan. As he hears your sweet moan, his dick twitches inside his pants. As the sweet moan leaves your lips, you open your mouth, and Jimin seizes the occasion to slip his tongue inside your mouth. Another moan leaves your pretty lips at the feeling, and unintentionally, Jimin flexes his toned thigh. That simple action is felt in all the right places in your body, making your pussy clench around emptiness. 

Jimin instantly smirks, looking like the devil himself, and his hands snail down on your body to take off your shirt. His fingers softly caress your back as he brings you closer to him. His soft gestures create goosebumps all over your skin and a small whimper leaves your lips. 

His lips come closer to your ear before he whispers in the shell of it. “Take your pants off, honey.” 

Slowly, you stand up to undress in front of the man. He bites his lower lip as you unbutton your jeans, his length growing harder in his pants at the sight you’re offering him. He hasn’t seen you dressed in so little clothing in more than four years. The last time it happened was during your pregnancy. After Moon’s birth, you simply avoid having any sexual interactions. 

His cock twitches when he sees you wearing only your underwear. Even after giving birth to his favorite human, you look fine as hell. The thought of knowing that in a couple of minutes you won’t be wearing anything is slowly driving him crazy. 

When you start walking closer to him, Jimin adjusts himself in the bed, his back pressed against the headboard. He spreads his legs, subtly making you understand to take a seat on only one leg. There’s no doubt that he wants you to ride his thigh, and nothing in the world would make you happier than doing it.

Dry humping is something you used to do a lot when you were together. Your sex drive was insanely high during your whole relationship, and you’d have sex in very unusual places, even in public. It was hard to resist each other.

As you place yourself on his thigh, Jimin’s eyes roam your body. He bites harder on his bottom lip, especially once your body is on his thigh. This is highly alluring. 

“You look like a fucking dream!” He whispers. 

In those three years, he has seen a very huge amount of women but you are for sure the prettiest he has ever seen. He still perfectly remembers how he constantly compared all those women to you. It was most probably toxic, but you’re the only person he has ever found pretty. 

The compliment makes you smile as you know it’s a sincere one. After giving birth to Moon, it was hard to look at yourself in the mirror. Your body changed so much but with time, you learned to love it even more than before. That body you were despising was the first home to your baby and it also provided her all the nutrients she needed after she joined you. That was more than magical. Your body deserved to be loved for that.  

With the way you’re sitting on his leg, Jimin now has a proper view of your black laced panties. They hide enough of your private area but they also reveal just enough to make him want to see your pussy. His eyes are completely glued to your clothed pussy pressed against his dark pants.  

As you’re scared that Moon will wake up in the next few minutes, you waste no time in rolling your hips against his toned thigh. One of the perks of all the dancing and karate classes he took younger is his extremely toned thighs. Even when he stops working out or dancing, they are still super toned. 

But damn, those thighs have already procured you so much pleasure. 

“Fuck, yn,” he groans when you start moving your hips against his thigh.  

Jimin presses his lips on yours for a filthy kiss, his tongue passing past your lips to meet yours. This feels more than good. He forgot how everything about you can be addictive, and damn, he wants to do more than this. He wants to fuck you senseless until all you can think about is him. 

As his tongue plays with yours inside your mouth, his hands find their way to your waist and guide your hips as you’re straddling his thigh. A small moan leaves your lips but the man in front of you swallows it directly. Those intimate moments between you are something he has missed dearly. The connection you have is something extremely unique that he never experienced before with anyone else. 

Even if he wasn’t virgin when he met you, he truly discovered everything with you. The two of you explored so many things in your sexuality, and it made the bond between you grow stronger. When he looks into your eyes, he can exactly tell what you want, he doesn’t need you to verbally express it, something he couldn’t understand with any other girl.      

Your first love pushes his thigh firmly against your clothed pussy before flexing the muscle once more.  

“I like how you’re riding my thigh, yn,” he whispers against your lips. 

As you’re slowly moving your hips faster, you place your hands on his shoulders to balance yourself. Jimin shivers as your soft hands touch his body.  

“But I want to feel you properly,” he adds. 

Of course, he’s enjoying this moment with all his soul but he craves more. One of his hands slides down on your body to tug aside the fabric of your panties until your clit is directly pressed against his black pants. A breath falls from your lips as you drag your pussy against the thick material of his pants.   

Jimin pulls you firmly against his flexed muscle, and once his hands are back on your waist, he quickens the pace of your hips. Although you’re fighting as much as you can to not moan a lot, it’s almost impossible due to all the pleasure you’re feeling at the moment. This will for sure wake up your little baby. A trail of barely audible moans leaves your mouth, loving the friction of his pants against your pussy. 

“I wish you didn’t have to hold back your moans, honey,” he whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “I’d love to hear you moan my name.”  

Jimin is a master when it comes to dirty talking. He just knows what to say and when to do it. In your ten years of relationship, he was able to make you come just with words which is extremely incredible.  

As you’re riding his thigh harder and faster, his cock gets harder and tighter inside his pants. If he doesn’t do anything right now, he’ll explode in his pants. While you’re still completely euphoric by the way you’re riding his thigh, he lowers his pants and underwear a tiny bit to allow his cock to slap against his lower stomach. 

When you notice the little monster being freed, your eyes glance down at it. His cock takes your breath away, standing proud in between your bodies. His fingers grab a hold of his cock before moving them up and down the length. This sight alone gets you wetter. 

“Fuck,” he mumbles, his head slowly going back at the feeling of his fingers on his length and your clit rubbing against him. “You’re doing this so well, honey.” 

Your teeth bite your bottom lip as you stare deep into his eyes. The intimacy of the eye contact with the friction against your clit makes the wave of pleasure grow intensely inside you. You know that you won’t last long before your orgasm hits you hard.  

“Pleasuring yourself on my thigh while I touch myself,” he growls in your ear while his hand keeps pumping his cock. “It’s extremely hot, honey.”  

Jimin runs his thumb over the tip of his cock, his teeth gripping his bottom lip between his teeth. The pace of his strokes on his cock follows the pace of your hips working on his thigh. You can see on his face that it’s also a matter of minutes or seconds before he’s coming on his hand. 

“Fuck, yn,” his eyes glance down at your throbbing pussy rubbing against his thigh, “you’re doing it perfectly.” 

At his words, you buck your pussy faster against his thigh. You can feel that you’re getting closer and closer to hitting your orgasm.  

“Jimin,” his gaze meets yours once again when you say his name, “I’m so close...” you almost whimper.  

The hand resting on your waist snails down on your body, his thumb starting to circle on your clit. It instantly sends you over the edge, the wave of pleasure hitting you hard. You bite your lips and close your eyes at the overwhelming feeling. You try as hard as possible to not moan as you don’t want to make too much noise.  

The sight of you coming undone makes him come. Just like you, he bites his lips to refrain any moan to leave his lips. Your daughter’s sleep is extremely important. As the orgasm overwhelms him, cum flows on his hand and some spurts of cum hit his abs. 

Your eyes glance down with marvel at the way he’s coming. His hot cum flowing from his head makes you want to lick it. Before any of you gets the time to do or say anything else, you hear the handle of your bedroom’s door moving. 

“Shit, she’s awake,” you swear before quickly standing up to put your clothes back on. 

As you’re putting the clothes on again, you give Jimin some towels to clean himself before he also puts his clothes back on. A loud knock is quickly heard, and Moon’s voice calls for you. Her little sleepy voice melts your heart instantly, causing you to feel sorry to have closed the door. But damn, you don’t regret anything that happened with Jimin.  

Moon knocks again at the door before speaking once more. “Mama, why is your door closed?”

Once you’re fully dressed, you take one quick look at Jimin. His clothes are again on him but his hair is all messed up. Anyone looking at him can perfectly understand that he just had an orgasm. A small smile appears on your face. 

Quickly, you run to the door and open it to your baby. To her surprise, she sees both her parents in the same room. That is something quite unexpected for her, but she’s happy that her mama and dadda get along so well. 

“Why is dadda in your room?” She asks, her little finger pointing to her father. 

As she raises the question, you know that you have like five seconds to come up with something otherwise it’ll be suspicious. Jimin gets closer to the two of you, his hand pushing his hair back to arrange it a bit. 

“We were taking a little nap while you were sleeping,” he presses a small kiss on her forehead before taking her in his arms. “But how are you feeling, my little princess?” 

Jimin knows that if he completely changes the conversation’s topic, Moon will forget about this little weird moment. None of you ever imagined being interrupted by your little daughter during such a moment, but that for sure made it unforgettable. 

“Tired,” she simply replies before pressing her little head on the crook of his neck. 

Your heart instantly melts, and you can’t help but press a soft kiss on her forehead. She’s absolutely adorable but you know that she’s sick. For sure, tomorrow, you’ll have to go to the doctor with her to see what’s going on with your little baby. You and Jimin hate to see her like that, you feel extremely powerless. 

Jimin’s aware that he can’t just take her home like that, she needs her mama more than anything else right now. 

“I’ll take you home with me now, baby,” he starts saying. “What do you think if mama comes with us?” 

His eyes glance down at you to see your reaction. He believes it’d be a good idea that the three of you go to his place so Moon can fall asleep easier tonight. 

“If mama is okay to come with us,” he adds. 

Your hand brushes back your daughter’s hair so you can see her little face even if she’s hiding most of it. Nothing will ease your heart than going with them to Jimin’s place. Tonight, you know you won’t be able to sleep if she’s far away from you while being sick. 

“I will come with you, booboo. Is that okay for you?” You ask her before pressing a sweet kiss on her plump cheek. 

Of course, you’ll only go if she wants it. You would never want to make her feel uncomfortable in any way. You’ve already been a lot of times to his place when she was feeling sick, and it wouldn’t be something new. But this time around is different, you’ll be leaving your place together to go to his place. This never happened before, and you’re a bit scared that she wouldn’t feel comfortable. 

“Yes, I want mama,” she says with a very little voice. 

Your heart aches at her little voice. You hug Jimin to have your daughter in between the two of you. Feeling loved during this hard time for her will for sure help her, you know it. She always calls for the missing parent when she’s sick. 

“I’ll come then,” you whisper. 

Although this little hug is mostly for your daughter, your and Jimin’s hearts are also overwhelmed with love. This sweet and soft moment right after such a wild moment feels like going to heaven. The three of you close your eyes to enjoy this very rare moment. 

This is family, an unbreakable bond between parents and their children.  

The three of you are in Jimin’s kitchen. 

Moon is sleeping once again in her father’s arms, she fell asleep right after eating her dinner, and you and Jimin are talking. After arriving at his place, you and her father prepared dinner together. You also took her temperature, and it’s unusually high. There’s no doubt that tomorrow, you’ll call her pediatrician to check up on her health. Something is definitely wrong with her, and it breaks your heart. 

“Tomorrow, I’ll call the pediatrician to check if she has some availabilities.” 

Your fingers run through her soft black hair, the exact same hair color as her father’s. She looks like a little angel when she sleeps, and when she’s sick, her little cheeks get pink which makes her look even cuter. 

“I’m so worried,” you add. 

Jimin’s eyes move from his daughter to you. 

“She’s going to be okay, she’s a little fighter like her mama,” he tries to reassure you. “She’ll be fine in a week or so.” 

“I know but my little mom’s heart always gets so concerned when she gets sick.” 

His face gets closer to yours before his lips press a soft kiss on top of your head. This tender gesture really warms your heart. You’re more than thankful to have him by your side when it gets hard with Moon. 

“It’s normal, but I’ll always be by your side, yn.” 

When your eyes look up at the man holding your baby, you close the small distance between your faces by kissing him. Those past few days and especially today have confirmed that the flame that you thought had died three years ago is still there. Your heart still deeply loves Jimin. Your ex wasn’t expecting this at all but it definitely brings hope for the future. 

“Thank you, Jimin.” 

He presses another quick kiss on your lips. 

“We've been on this together since the second Moon bloomed in your stomach,” his eyes look down at the little princess sleeping in his arms. 

Being a father has been the biggest achievement of his life. Nothing brings more happiness than seeing his daughter bloom into the little person she’s becoming. She’s very strong and independent which always makes him feel pride. 

Becoming the father of Moon only happened because you carried her for nine months before giving birth to her. He’s a father because the two of you worked together to bring her to life and to raise her. So, he’ll forever be thankful for it. 

“I’ll put her in her bed, she’ll be more comfortable,” Jimin says before the two of you stand up. He holds Moon tightly in his arms as he walks to her little bedroom. You open the door for him, and once again, he puts her on her bed. 

Hopefully, tonight, she’ll be able to sleep a bit more than she did last night as well as during the day. Your eyes glance down at your baby with concern. All you hope is that tomorrow she’ll feel at least a bit better because you won’t be able to handle seeing her like this for a long time. 

Jimin leaves her bedroom after he makes sure that she’s safe under her bedsheets. Since Moon is deeply afraid of the dark, he leaves the door open so the light of the hallway lightens her room. 

“Would you like to stay a little longer?” he asks while you’re walking in the hallway. “I’d like to suggest bringing you home,” he quickly glances at his daughter’s bedroom, “but there’s Moon.” 

Jimin would have loved to drive you home so he’d get a tiny bit more time with you. However, his little princess is sleeping in her little bed. He can’t leave her here or to take her with you. 

Your heart is beating fast. It’s a bit surprising that he’s proposing you to stay at his place. Well, it occurs you that maybe ⏤  just maybe ⏤  he wants to finish what you started at your place. You wouldn’t mind at all to end what you began earlier. Sex with Jimin has always been mind blowing. For sure, after three years, you still have to rediscover each other in bed.  

“Well, I’d like to if you let me,” you finally say with obvious nervousness in your voice. 

A bright smile appears on his face as he hears your words. He doesn’t dare to look at you as he also feels nervous. Obviously, he likes you and wants to maybe give another chance to your relationship. 

But being around you, and even thinking of spending the night with you, makes him feel like this is all new. It makes him feel like he’s back to high school when he was trying to flirt with you more than ten years ago. 

“There’s nothing I’d like more, yn,” he says while finally looking at you. 

You’re now at the entrance of the living room, standing face to face. He leans against the outline of the door while crossing his arms against his chest, his eyes never once leaving yours. For a moment, you simply don’t speak, only looking at each other. 

His eyes are sparkling, just like they did when you started dating thirteen years ago. You wonder if you’re looking at him the same way. Definitely, you really want to stay a little longer with him. It feels good to be around him. It feels good to be wanted all over again by your first love. 

“In all honesty, yn,” Jimin says after a little while. “I would really like to give us a second chance.” 

The past three years, he has been hooking up with a lot of girls. At first, it was to drown his sorrows, to get you out of his head. He knew he’d never find love in those women, and honestly, he didn’t want to love any of them. The pain of the breakup was still hard to handle. 

However, a year ago, he fell in love with Gayeong. He really loved her, he even introduced her to Moon. In his mind, he was certain that he’d be with her for a long time. On your side, you were dating Seokhoon for two years. This new blended family was working just fine for all of you. Moon even adored Gayeong and Seokhoon. 

Nevertheless, things with them ended. It was hard but slowly, everything changed between you. What was an innocent flirt turned into Sunday’s movies and suddenly, you’re here, wanting to give each other another chance. 

And now, your heart is hammering like crazy in your chest, ready to burst any second.  

“Flirting with you lately has brought me back to when we were fifteen,” a little smile appears on his face. “To when I was trying to desperately get you.” 

You still remember perfectly how it felt to be chased by the one and only Jimin, the popular guy every girl desired to be with. You were young and very naive as well, but he was the first man to have ever truly seen you. Of course, you really wanted to start dating him, but you still make it a bit difficult for him to see how far he’d go to have you. 

However, once you got together, you thought it’d be for life. Time prouved you wrong. Yet, lately, you’ve been feeling like probably he has been the one since the beginning. Maybe, you just needed some time apart to grow.  

“Things are for sure different now due to the fact that we have a daughter,” his smile grows bigger as he mentions his daughter. “But the feeling is the same,” he pauses for a hot minute. “I want you.” 

Right there and then, you feel the world freezing instantly. Even though it was pretty clear that he’s been wanting you back in your life, it’s something different to hear it from his mouth. It makes it feel real. 

Although it warms your heart to hear those words, there is a harsh reality. Today, you have a daughter, and obviously, she’d understand you’re together. Most probably, she’d be super happy that her parents are back together. So, if things go wrong all over again, she’ll suffer the most from it. 

There’s no doubt that no matter what, you’ll keep it cordial with Jimin. But it’d be too painful because this time around, Moon will be hurt. 

“Jimin,” you break the small distance between you. Your face gets super serious, and Jimin almost instantly regrets his words. “As you said, things are different now. We can’t just step into a relationship like that. There’s Moon. If this all goes wrong, she’d be the first impacted.” 

His eyes briefly close. The last thing he wants is to cause any harm to his daughter, but he can’t just push away his feelings for you. It’ll be unbearable to be around you and not be able to love you the way he wants.  

“I know, yn,” he opens his eyes. “She’s always the person I put first under any circumstances,” his right hand travels to your cheek to caress it. “But right now, you’re the person I want to be with,” you close your eyes. “This whole thing of watching movies together wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t love you,” he marks a little break. “I never stopped loving you, yn. Never,” he insists on his last word. 

Jimin being vulnerable like he is right now doesn’t happen often. Most of the time, he hides his feelings, too scared to be hurt. During your ten years of relationship, he wouldn’t hide anything from you. But he closed himself to you once you broke up. So this right here warms your heart beyond comprehension. 

You rest your hand on top of his, stroking it with your thumb. “I don’t want to get hurt,” evident sadness can be heard in your voice. “I don’t want our daughter to get hurt.” 

Your daughter’s father wishes he could promise that none of you will get hurt, but it’s a promise he can’t make. The future isn’t predictable. However, he can promise he will do everything in his power to avoid hurting any of you. 

“I can’t promise that, yn,” he murmurs. 

Hearing those words break your heart. It’s obvious he can’t guarantee that, life is full of surprises after all. The proof is that you broke up three years ago when you thought he’ll forever stood by your side. 

“But I can promise you that I’ll do everything in my power to not do it,” you open your eyes to look at your first love. “That’s all I can do.” 

You press your head against his chest while closing your eyes. Although you wish he’d say something else, you perfectly know that it’s the only thing he can promise. And it goes both ways. Obviously, you want to try again but there is a possibility where you’re the one hurting him. There is possibility where you’re responsible for your daughter’s pain. 

Jimin wraps his arms around you before pressing a gentle kiss on top of your head. For a while, you simply stay like that. There’s nothing to be said nor that needs to be said. This is a moment you both need. Of course, there’s been a lot of flirting, and teasing lately which inevitably lead to what happened at your place. You don’t regret it. But it opens the door to a possibility where you both give another shot to your relationship. 

However, it leaves you wondering if it is a good idea. 

“Can I stay for the night?” you finally break the silence.”I don’t want to stay too far from Moon,” you try to find an excuse. 

“Yes,” he instantly replies. “I’ll leave you my bed and I’ll sleep in the couch.” 

This sounds like the correct approach, especially since you’re not sure about anything right now. Even though there’s nothing more you’d want but to sleep next to him, it’s better like that. 

“I can sleep in the couch,” you tell him. “I almost invited myself to your place so no need to make you sleep on the couch.” 

“You’re my guest so I’ll never make you sleep in my couch,” he starts saying. “And my couch can turn into a bed so don’t worry, yn.” 

Well, knowing Jimin, you can argue as much as you can, he’ll stand his position. There’s no way he’ll let you sleep on the couch so no need to keep arguing. It’ll just be a waste of time for both of you. 

“Okay,” you say. 

You don’t let go of Jimin for a solid ten more minutes. It feels good to be in his arms, it feels good to only be intoxicated by his sweet scent. There’s no other place you’d want to be right now. 

After that, he guids you to his bedroom. This is a place you’ve never seen before. It feels like you’re violating his intimate area. Your eyes wander in this very simply decorated room while he grabs some bedsheets.  

“Would you want pajamas?” he proposes. 

“If you don’t mind.” 

Jimin simply nods before handing you one of his pajamas. He doesn’t have many pajamas, he only used them during winter as it gets very cold. Otherwise, he doesn’t use them at all. 

“Thanks,” you smile at him while grabbing it. 

Your baby’s daddy smiles back at you. “I’ll let you sleep. Let me know if you need anything else.” 

“It’s okay, don’t worry,” you tell him. 

“Goodnight, yn,” he whispers before pressing a kiss on your forehead. 

“Goodnight, Jimin,” you reply with your eyes closed. 

This morning, Moon woke up feeling great which was a huge contrast with how she was yesterday. But it eased your mother’s heart. So you took the decision with Jimin to not go to the pediatrician today, but you’ll keep a close eye on your baby. 

When she saw you this morning, she was more than happy. She definitely wasn’t expecting it, you could tell it by the way her eyes were sparkling. She was even happier when both her parents dropped her at school. Afterwards, Jimin drove you to your place so you could get ready to go to work. 

This weekend was intense, but one you’ll for sure never forget. You flirted with your ex-boyfriend, then had sex with him, and finally, had an openhearted conversation. 

The entire day, your mind was constantly replaying Jimin's words, wondering what to do. However, what you’re certain of is that you want to have a conversation with him. So, you texted him that your mother would pick up Moon at school. 

Jimin is the proud owner of a coffee shop. He opened it a couple of years ago, it was his dream. It wasn’t easy at first. There were a lot of expenses and it wasn’t easy to find customers. But slowly with time, it became easier. 

As you step inside the little shop, you instantly notice that there are quite a lot of people. You aren’t actually very surprised. This coffee shop is currently a bit popular on instagram and tiktok, and in some way, it makes you incredibly proud of him. 

Your eyes look around, admiring how it has been decorated. It’s been a while since you last came here. Well, if you think about it, the last time you were here was at the very early beginning. This shop has existed for like four years, it’s as old as Moon. So, it definitely has been awhile.  

Jimin now has four employees helping him out with everything. At some point, it became just too much for one person so he slowly hired new people. Right now, he is behind the cash register, talking with someone. He’s smiling at the person, and you can’t help but find him adorable. 

As he looks up, his gaze meets yours before his smile grows bigger. Although you informed him you’d like to speak, he wasn’t expecting you to actually come here. He thought that you’d like him to come to your place or something like that. However, it’s a very pleasant surprise. 

You walk in his direction, queueing as it’d be rude to just pass before everyone else. You look at menu hanging behind Jimin, thinking about what you’d like to order. When you’re finally in front of him, you both look at each other with the brightest smiles. 

“What would you like to order?” he asks. 

“Well, I’d like to order the owner,” you teasingly say, causing Jimin to blush. “Together with a simple latte with soy milk and a portion of banana bread.” 

For a brief moment, your baby daddy seems to be thinking about what he could reply to this. 

“I can give you all of that,” he replies. “For the owner though, you’ll have to wait a little longer.” 

“No problem,” you know you both look like two idiots right now but you absolutely don’t care. “How much do I owe you?” 

“Nothing, it’s on the house.” 

“I can’t accept that, Mister Park,” you instantly say with evident seriousness. 

Jimin sighs. If he even tries to argue, he knows it’s a lost cause. He knows how damn well you can be very subborn. So he ends up making you pay for your order. You then head to the counter on your right to wait for your order, but the wait isn’t long as a server quickly brings it to you. Afterwards, you look for a place to sit while you wait for Jimin, aka the man who owns your heart. 

Since it’s almost closing time, it slowly gets less and less crowded. Once there are barely any customer left, Jimin takes a seat on the chair in front of yours, your bodies being only separated by a table. 

“Wasn’t expecting you to come,” he smiles at you. 

“Me neither,” you reply. “I decided last minute,” you continue. “I was going to wait at my place, but then I wanted to see your coffee shop.” 

Jimin doesn’t know how to describe how he’s feeling right now. For sure, it’s been a long time that he hasn’t seen you here. Last time, Moon was only a couple of months old. 

“I’m very glad you came.” 

Seeing him this happy warms your heart beyond comprehension. On top of that, being around him lately also makes you happy. He’s obviously a fucking tease, but he’s someone you deeply care for and love too. 

“Me too.” 

“So where do you want to go?” he asks while placing his elbows on the table to rest his head on his hands. 

“Maybe to my place?” you suggest. “Or yours if you prefer.” 

“Both suit me,” he says. “Then, we can go to yours.” 

He isn’t sure what you want to talk about, but as long as he gets to spend a tiny bit more time with you, it makes him happy. 

You simply nod at his answer, and he quickly informs one of his employees to close the store since he’s leaving now. In a matter of seconds, he’s back again so you both can go to your place. 

Jimin drives you to your place, and quite honestly, it’s incredibly hot to see him driving. As you sometimes eye him during the drive, seeing him so focus reminds you of your own daughter. She has the same face when she’s deeply concentrate. It always startles you how much she takes after him. 

Once you arrive at your place, you both take a seat on the couch. Your love interest looks at you with evident joy, you don’t doubt at all that he’s glad to be here with you. Honestly, you’re happy as well. 

“I’ve been thinking a lot about yesterday’s conversation,” you decide to not waste any second and jump directly into the much needed conversation. Jimin nods. “I guess you could understand by all that has been going on that I want you too.” 

Jimin’s heart starts beating crazily in his chest. He’s more than aware of it, but it still makes him feel something to hear those words coming out of your mouth. 

“I also never stopped loving you, and honestly, I only realized it when this whole Sunday’s movies happened.” 

During your relationship with Seokhoon, you thought you had gotten over Jimin. It wasn’t easy sometimes to see him when you’d pick up Moon, but you were convinced you had moved on. Honestly, it was just a mirage. You never stopped loving him, and flirting with him is what made you realized it. 

“I guess I will never stop,” you add. “I would also like to give us a second chance, but I’m so scared of everything.” 

Jimin gets closer to you. 

“I’m afraid to be losing you all over again, I’m afraid to unintentionally hurt you, and Moon, I’m afraid that this time around it won’t work, and I’m afraid of too many things,” you admit. “This time around, I feel like our decision will have a bigger impact on everything.” 

Jimin is beyond grateful that you openly speak about your concerns. It isn’t easy to be vulnerable in front of someone we love. 

“For sure, it will,” he tells you. “So much has happened since we started dating thirteen years ago, but we still want to be together.” Jimin makes a small break, his eyes roaming your face. “It won’t be easy, but we can at least try. We can still give each other another chance while still being careful.” 

You bite your lower lip as you think about the situation. There is no doubt you’ll keep flirting as you still deeply crave each other. There will be more sex since you can’t resist each other. No matter what you decide, it won’t change the reality. At least, if you give your relationship another shot, on top of all this physical attraction, there will be romance. 

“However, I’m not really sure how we could hide this from Moon, but we’ll have to be careful,” he says. 

“Me neither,” you say. “She was so happy this morning to see us.” 

You can still picture her radiant smile and the joy on her face when she spotted you at her dadda’s place. Naturally, you wish to constantly see her this happy but for now, it’s best she can’t imagine you being together again.

“Yeah, she really was,” Jimin smiles with evident joy. 

Right now, being with Jimin is the only thing you desire with your entire soul, but as you said before, you’re simply afraid of too many things. However, for the entirety of the day, you’ve only been thinking about the fact that if you don’t try, you’ll deeply regret it. You can’t predict the future and there is a possibility where this doesn’t end well, but you’ll never know if you don’t try. 

Maybe you’ll be extremely happy and fulfilled. 

“I love being around you,” you say. “I really love our Sunday’s movie sessions, and I would like to turn it into an everyday thing.” Your heart is beating crazingly in your chest. “I’m very afraid, but I want to try because I love you.” 

Jimin’s heart is ready to burst any minute. 

“I just want us to protect Moon as we’ve been doing so far and to only let her know once we believe it’s the right time.” 

Moon’s father wraps you around his arms as he’s noticeably happy. Even though he expected this conversation to be about a possible relationship, he never thought that you’d actually say that you wanted to try. He believed that you’d needed some more time before noticing the obvious. 

However, he’s extremely happy to hear those words. 

This hug catches you by surprise but it’s a very welcomed one. Jimin’s embraces are your favorite place on earth. Even when you were going through a break up, he hugged you a couple of times and it felt great. For a minute, it felt like everything was still going well. 

“I’ll promise I’ll do everything to never hurt you,” he whispers in your ear. 

Your eyes flutter shut to savour this wonderful moment. 

“Me too,” you whisper as well. 

Those promises are the only ones you can make. All the rest will obviously depend on external factors, but hopefully, it won’t cause any harm to your relationship. 

Less than a year ago, none of you imagined this moment would happen. Back then, you were in happy relationships so this would be the last thing you’d think of. But you’re definitely in very different places today. 

When you put an end to the hug, you fervently and desperately kiss each other. You kiss as if there’s no tomorrow. His tongue meets yours in your mouth, your teeth bite his lower lips, and soft moans escape both your moans as your eagerly kiss each other. It’s a kiss filled with passion.  

“We didn’t finish what we started here yesterday,” he says against your lips and out of breathe. “Would you mind if we finish it?” 

Your eyes look up at him. One of his hands place a strand of hair behind your ear.  

“Well, it depends what you have in mind…” You tease him before biting your lower lip. 

A smirk grows on his face before he gets even closer to you. 

“I was planning to have sex with you.” He whispers in your ear, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. 

Instead of replying, you just press your lips again against his to kiss him. There’s no hesitation when he kisses you back, enjoying every second of being able to kiss you again. 

“Maybe we should move to my bedroom,” you say. 

Jimin simply stands up before holding your hand and rapidly walking to your bedroom. By the way he’s walking fast, you can tell how needy he’s right now.     

“Take your clothes off, honey,” he says once you've reached your bedroom. “I need you, now.” 

You simply nod before stripping for him. The urge can be felt as you quickly take off your clothes while he does the exact same thing. Jimin doesn’t want to wait anymore, he wants to have you in every possible way. After all, it feels like he has been waiting three years for this moment. 

You also take off your underwear, offering him the opportunity to see your body completely naked for the first time in three years. Jimin takes the time to roam your body once he’s also naked. He still remembers how your body was before you split. Although most of your pregnant belly had disappeared, it wasn’t how it was before you got pregnant.

But today, as he looks at you, it almost feels like you’ve never been pregnant. There are no visible indications of pregnancy, but your body has clearly changed. He can’t really express it into words but you’re different, and he loves it. He loves every single part of you. 

On the other hand, Jimin’s body is being hungrily scanned by your lust-filled eyes. He has also changed, he’s not the same anymore. His body is definitely more toned than before. For sure, he’s a damn dilf. 

As you both look at each other, it feels like you’re discovering the other for the first time. Almost as if you’re about to have sex for the first time. Well, your first time together was a little bit awkward but you made it through together.    

“Lay in bed, baby,” he instructs you once you’ve both finished glancing at each other. 

The urge he’s feeling is something that you sense, and you can understand it. If Moon hadn’t woken up, you would have had sex right after that mind-blowing thigh riding. You don’t even question his commands, laying on his bed. His body hovers over you, his eyes getting lost in yours. 

It’s been a long time that you both haven’t found each other in this exact position.  

“I missed you,” he admits with a deep voice, his thumb caressing your cheek. 

At the feeling of his soft finger on your face, you close your eyes. The love you share with Jimin has always been so sweet. A sweet love.

“I missed you too, Jimin,” you answer before pressing a soft kiss on his cheek. 

Without any warning, his other hand moves down to your core, his fingers brushing over your folds, snatching a moan out of you. His thumb rubs your clit, making you moan even more. He’s doing this to prepare you for his cock, knowing perfectly that he can’t just slip it into you, it’ll hurt you too much. 

Once he feels you’re wet enough, he stops torturing your clit with his fingers. He places himself in between your legs, spreading them a bit more while he pumps his cock with one hand, getting ready for you. His face leans closer to yours, his lips finding yours for a passionate kiss as he buries his thick cock inside your soaked core, stretching your velvety walls. 

For the past three years, you’ve had sex with other men. It was good, and with others, it was like going to heaven. But having Jimin’s cock pushing inside you is like going back home. Jimin is your first love, he was the first man with whom you had sexual activities. Then, for ten years, he was the only man you ever had sex with. So, in a way, your body considered him as your home. 

Having sex today with him is like you’ve found your way back home.   

His cute little hands find their way to your waist, caressing your soft skin. Both of you softly groan as he slowly pushes his thick cock inside you, but his lips swallow every sound. Your eyes roll back, loving the feeling of his length stretching you open.   

Jimin takes a little step back to take a look at the wonderful woman beneath him. As he does so, he gives you the time to adjust to his thick size. 

“Did I already tell you how pretty you are?” he asks before he leans closer, pushing his cock a bit deeper inside you. You shake your head because you want to hear him say it. “You’re so damn pretty, yn!” 

His lips kiss yours once more, but honestly, all this making out feels amazing. It brings peace to your soul. A much needed peace.  

“I’m going to fuck you nice and slow,” his deep voice whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. 

When he takes that deep voice, you just want to come because damn, it’s so sexy.

“Go for it, Jimin,” it almost sounds like you’re begging him.

Honestly, all you want is to be fucked rough and good as he used to do it before. You want to see if this older version of Jimin can still keep up with how he used to fuck you four years ago. He pulls back a bit to look at you in the eyes, a smirk rising on his face. 

“After this, you won’t be able to walk.” 

You desire nothing more than this. To be completely sore.

Jimin slowly pushes back, leaving only the tip of his cock inside you. His eyes never leave your figure, watching you holding back every moan that threatens to leave your mouth. 

“It’s so good to feel you again around me.” 

Brutally, he pushes his cock fully inside you, and this time around, you can’t hold back a moan. A smirk appears on his face as he realizes that this time around, he managed to cause a little moan to leave your pretty lips. 

For a little while, he doesn't move. He’s only hovering over you and watching you with delight. His eyes glance down on your body. Watching your pussy sucking his cock is something that he used to love to do.  

Jimin groans as he watches himself buried deep inside you. “Your cunt takes me so well, honey.” 

You close your eyes, completely enjoying having him fully inside you. Once he sees that you’re ready to take more, he pulls back brutally before slamming himself back into you. The bed under you squeaks, the headboard hitting the wall just behind you. 

Your first love once again stops when he’s fully inside you, torturing you just to hear you begging him to fuck you. This is also something he deeply missed, so he’s for sure going to make you beg all night long. 

“Jimin, move,” you start saying. “Please,” you beg.  

As he loves to hear you begging for more, he just gives you what you want, pushing his cock back before slamming into you with both hands on your hips. The slick sound of your pussy soaking his cock quickly fills the room. 

“Shit,” he gasps, thrusting into you with no mercy, “you feel so good.”

You’re completely drunk in the feeling of his cock filling you up, his hips hitting against yours with every thrust. This all causes sparks of pleasure to shoot throughout your body, your arousal dripping from your core and creaming his cock. Jimin smirks as he notices the sticky mess you’re causing.

Everything about the moment that is happening right now is something you both missed so dearly. These past few days of flirting with each other caused your feelings and the physical attraction to grow a lot. It wouldn’t surprise any of you if you keep doing this all night long.   

His cock is buried deep inside you, causing you to grip the sheets as hard as possible to steady yourself from Jimin’s hard thrusts.

“You’re so fucking wet, honey,” he hisses before biting his lower lip. 

His hands press harder into your skin when he feels your walls tighten around him. Every time he pushes his hips back, he watches with delight the way his cock is completely covered with your arousal. Nothing drives him crazier than seeing this, you can see it in his eyes. 

Jimin bends down, pressing a sloppy kiss on your lips while his thrusts slow down. A desperate whine gushes from you, a sound that he swallows directly. His hands move up on your body, grabbing your breasts and squeezing them before his fingers start playing with your nipples. 

“It feels wonderful,” you whisper as you’re completely lost in your euphoria.

Slowly, Jimin begins to thrust hard into you again, your walls sucking in his cock as he slams his hips into you with more force. His fingers keep playing with your very sensitive nipples, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. His eyes look at you, contorting with pleasure as it slowly builds within you.

His hands can feel the way your body quivers with each thrust. The way he’s torturing your body is only making you lose yourself further. 

Small groans leave his lips when he feels the warmth of your walls wrapping tighter around him. “Your cunt is clenching so hard, honey.” 

The sweat is dampening his body, sticking his black long hair to his face. With your hands, you push some strands of hair to be able to have a proper look at his handsome face. Jimin looks like a god right now.  

“You’re so pretty,” you whisper as you move your hips to meet his thrust. 

The man over you smiles at your compliment. It always feels heartwarming to hear you compliment him. 

“Thanks, honey,” he presses another sloppy kiss on your lips while you keep creaming his cock with your arousal. 

As he keeps thrusting into you, he senses how close you are. He knows that the vision of you coming will make him come as well. But before that happens, he needs to know where you want him to come. 

“Where do you want me to come?” he asks, panting hard. 

“On my belly,” you say as you touch your lower stomach. 

For the moment, it’s better to not have him coming inside you. There’s absolutely no way you’ll get pregnant right now. You’re already scared of what is going on right now, and it’s better to avoid adding a second child to the mix. It’s preferable to enjoy your reunion. 

His fingers pinch your nipples harder, making the wave of pleasure grow bigger inside you. 

“I’m gonna come,” you exclaim with despair. 

Jimin’s cock twitches inside of you at your words, a low groan rumbling in his throat. One of his hands slowly snails down on your body, passing your stomach, and landing on your throbbing clit. His fingers start to rub your sensitive spot. 

The simple feeling of his cold fingers against your clit is what you need to be completely hit by your orgasm, making you come hard around him. Your arousal completely covers his cock while your walls are squeezing him on repeat. 

While you’re completely lost in your euphoria, he speeds up the pace of his hips slamming into you to chase his own high.  

The coil in his lower stomach tightens inside of him, and it completely clouds his thoughts. The only thing he sees is the image of you coming under him. Breathy whines escape his pretty lips as he looks down at the mess you made on his cock. His eyes are completely hypnotized by your body.

With despair, he pushes his cock out of you with his left hand. Instantly, hot spurts of cum are being projected over your stomach. Breathy moans escaping both your lips, a smile appearing on your face as you feel his sperm touching your skin.   

Jimin collapses next to you, both of your bodies covered in sweat after this intense sex session. Your heavy breathing is now the only thing that can be heard in his bedroom, but you quickly stand up to grab a towel to clean yourself before his cum gets dry on your stomach. 

Once cleaned, you hand him the towel so he can clean himself. “Well, this was something,” he says with a bright smile on his face while rubbing his cock with the towel. 

“It definitely was,” you answer as you grab your bra and panties to put them back on. “Although you’re older, you’re still very good at it.” 

“For the past three years, I’ve been taking care of other gardens,” you frown, not understanding what this guy is saying. 

“You’re comparing a pussy with a garden?” you ask with obvious confusion and disbelief. 

Jimin starts laughing at your reaction. He has an inside joke with his friends about gardening. Instead of saying that they are having sex, they’ll say that they are going to do some gardening. It all started when they were drunk and started comparing sex with gardening. 

They said that it’s the exact same thing. For gardening, you take care of a garden, and for fucking, you take care of a pretty pussy. It’s weird, but it’s better to not raise any questions. 

“Eeeh, you have a pretty little garden, honey,” he says while coming next to you to hold you in his arms. 

“You’re weird,” you say before pressing a gentle kiss on his plump lips. 

“And you love my weirdness,” you nod. 

Jimin is your weirdo. 

“Since Moon is with your parents, we could perhaps spend the night together and maybe go to a restaurant?” he suggests. 

You nod once more before resting your head on his chest. It feels wonderful to be around him again. It makes you feel at home, and it’s such a powerful feeling. Even though you’re absolutely scared of what the future might hold, you feel a sense of completeness right now. It almost feels like everything is falling into place now. 

You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with your first love.    

[youthnighttarot]

I know what you did last summer 🗣️☀️🌻(How last summer impacted who you are now) PAC Reading

Pile 1 Pile 2 Pile 3

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Pile 1

Tarot Cards Pulled:Strength, Magician (rv), The Hierophant (rv), Moon, Fool, SoW (rv)

Oracle cards: Different path, shadow self, the future is yet to be revealed, surface knowledge

There was some sort of blockage/damage done that prevented something during the summer. You had the courage to stand up for what you believed in. You may have been more compassionate than what you intended to have been for one person in particular. (For a few of you) This was a greedy individual and, they used a lot of manipulation tactics against you. (I hearing because they have money) So for some of you this person may act as if they’re some kind of big wig or something🙄. You had or led a more unconventional lifestyle style and it bothered this person to the core. (Yuck 🤮 please stay mad) They didn’t like this because this meant the dynamic they had would’ve been changed. You may have been lacking clarity about a certain situation during your summer. You were faced with a major decision.

You may have felt trapped with either this person or the situation you were facing at the time. But you choose to stand up for yourself in some way. Wether physically, mentally, or emotionally you stood and changed the nail on the head. For some this may have been some type of unconventional relationship you felt trapped in. This may have caused you to lose weight. Something was causing you to feel like you couldn’t move or leave a situation. This stressed you out. All this trickery that was happening around you at that time. People trying to involve you in drama just honestly some weirdos. All because you didn’t want to be what THEY wanted you to be. Through this situation you were able to find your self-honesty as well as bravery. Someone even could’ve been casting spells on you. (I’m not gonna keep lingering on it though because you’re no longer in that space)

Now you no longer allow people to take advantage of you by creating unnecessary illusions about you or them. You now fight for the knowledge of the unknown. You can see through people’s false identities and egos, very perceptive pile 1. You’re no longer trapped, you’re free in every sense of the word. No longer allowing how other people feel about you and your “unconventional lifestyle” to affect you, let alone guide you. (Tuh 💅🏾) People may have tried to gang up on you to create some weird ass drama or, you could have been fighting your own demons and this is because of deep seeded psychological issues you may need to address. I believe you did that or are doing that at the moment which is why you are care free not reckless but, care free. You’re opening that door and freeing yourself from the shackles of this mental slavery. All in all last summer made you adaptable to many different situations and environments. It allowed for you to see the shadow sides of people and swiftly remove yourself if necessary. You are no longer in conflict with yourself about who you are because, of the lessons you learned from the trickery and manipulative behavior. You’re choosing to stand your ground and know your worth. These past traumas though you still have an emotional connection to them no longer are the first voice you go to…this new you has truly grown from that little girl/boy or woman/man.

Extra Messages

You may have realized you are on a life path unlike anyone else or, you may have had to end up choosing a different path after last summer. You worked on your own shadow self which caused you to be able to see others shadow selves. You’re no longer holding tightly onto control of the future and your life path. You’re going through the fools journey carefree. Surface knowledge is no longer good enough for you.

Pile 2

Tarot card Pulled: 5oS, Death, Chariot, Strength, 10oS (rv), 4oC, 4oC, 9oC

Oracle cards: Missing call, Releasing anxiety, inner critic, new prospective

You may have had to walk away from something or someone. (You may resonate with pile 1) There may have been a period of self-sabotage coming from you….causing stagnancy within your life. But you walked away. You threw in the white flag for this style/way of thinking because, it no longer suited you as you can see now. Someone may not have been honest with you but you believed them anyway because of your own insecurities of acceptance. This situation/person may have caused stress within your life and made for hostile environments. (Yea definitely look at pile 1)

You both had to stand up for yourselves in some way though with you it’s more emotional. There may have been a sudden change that ended a connection/opportunity/career goal…this was a blessing in disguise. (This rejection is the spirit’s protection!!) This change brought new beginnings to your life, new possibilities of what you’re capable of doing. You’ve overcome this challenge and come out victorious. (You better go ahead pile 2) You’ve created boundaries and standards for yourself and others…you will never allow them to be obstructed again.

You’re finding or will find successes. Your wishes,hopes, and dreams for your life are coming to fruition…now that you don’t try to hold on for control you find everything comes easier. You still however understand the necessary hard work that you have to put in and have to continue to put in.

That feeling of not being satisfied with life and that hole you dug for yourself during the summer no longer clouds your vision. You have found true inner strength and the courage to let go in every way not just of people. Of worries, fears, anxieties the whole shabang. You will no longer be unsatisfied with you mental and your emotional health/state. This is a time for celebration coming in your near future. Are you in a celebrating mood? That deceptive energy/feeling you have released….not feeling worthy you have released even if you don’t fully see it now. You have or are entered no joke a new season of your life since last summer. You give people your resting bitch face like 😑when people try this same shit on you now🤭. (And did) Your focused on what provides strength and happiness for your mental state now. You don’t have time for mind games and bullshit. Confirmation again with the four of wands there will be a time for celebration coming up for you so get ready pile 2. There may even be some sort of reunion for a couple of you. (Go listen to the swarm soundtrack Naija sings, that’s the type of energy I’m getting….imma try to leave the link)

Extra Messages

You no longer feel as though you’re missing your calling or you won’t pretty soon. But you can’t wait for it to happen you have to make it happen. Be happy when it happens and before it happens. The anxiety about a certain situation during the summer has been released…no longer lingering in the back of your head even when you don’t want it to. This inner critic of yours needs to stfu because there’s such thing as constructive criticism. And you realize that you are being a lot softer on yourself because you have to. You can’t be your worse enemy. New prospective has been gain after last summer. Keep going pile 2 you got this!!

Pile 3

Tarot Cards Pulled: The High Priestess, 9oW, PoW (rv), AoS (rv), 8oW, Temperance

Oracle cards:Physical suffering, shadow self, different path (rv), emptiness

There may have been some sort of blockage with the voice or your throat because, as I was channeling I had to clear my throat chakra. Someone could have tried to silence you in some way especially with this seven of swords reversed…blackmail of some sort. Someone may have even tried to steal credit for an idea that you came up with. Something may have created a major setback during the summer for you. You could have been trying to work on your spirituality or discover hidden knowledge/truths about something. Someone didn’t like this at all. There were people close to you who knew you were close to succeeding in finding this knowledge….they saw it as an opportunity to underhandly go against you by stealing this or passing the information off as there own because, they’re lazy as hell. You learned from this after the summer not to share all your ideas with people because, they will pray on your downfall. You have a backbone with this 9oW but this person doesn’t so there’s envy on their part or this could be you.

They got caught in a boldface lie and thought they could get away with it but they didn’t…..like at all 🤭. They didn’t have confidence or you may not have had enough confidence to ward this energy vampire off. Either they had to come clean about something they were forced into or you did. This person thought they outsmarted you little do they know they were being outsmarted by spirit 🤭😂. You have a strong creative nature you could be a Pieces or a water sign or have a lot of Neptune influence in your chart. You ignored your subconscious thoughts about entering into a situation/relationship/connection with someone and that backfired. After last summer you are continuing to recover from this loss….focusing on your mental health instead.

You’re regaining your strength and relying on spirit and intuition to guide you. Something regarding a creative project fell through because someone was lying or lying about how much they really knew on the topic. You may have been impatient on an opportunity that was supposed to come to you after this and you instead made the decision to work on this project or with this person on this project when everything inside you told you not to. You may have had a hard time channeling your creativity in the past months leading up to this. This could have been a reunion of the sort that turned sour. This person came in fast and destroyed everything just as fast only to vanish. You are finding your road in the middle or sum like that lol 😂. You’re regaining your knowledge of self and most of all finding balance within yourself. You’re no longer juggling between two things or two options. You’re finding certainty in accepting failure and using it as a learning lesson. It could have been a group of people who rushed in on you. But they were two faced and you weren’t truly able to see this. Some of you could be into science or chemistry 🧪.

Extra messages

You made a choice but unfortunately made the wrong decision….you weren’t supposed to take a different path and this caused you to stray from your true path and destiny. This caused delays and serveral blockages that in turn caused you physically suffering in pain from this person/project/group. Your shadow self was brought to the forefront and you had to look it in the eye in order to truly heal. (Seems like that the theme of this reading) You felt empty because you weren’t happy with the direction you were going in but now your slowly rebuilding yourself back up and doing the necessary work as well as building the necessary skills to return bigger and better.

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[personasintro]

Hei Mimi ✨

I hope you’re taking good care of yourself. I know how it feels to be the new one at a job. I started the job I am currently at 7 months ago and I am still anxious, as I am learning new stuff everyday and I feel like I am stupid sometimes. I think that we should try to do our best at these jobs, but not to the extent of losing our minds. I am trying to remind that to myself when things are rough. Plus I just got out of a 10 years long relationship and I would go insane if I got so worried for a job. Please keep in mind that this is a means to make money and to support yourself, it is not your whole life and the reason you live for. Take it easy, drink lots of water, eat good food as much as possible and get some good rest. Also take breaks when you feel overwhelmed. It’s better to rest and approach the problem with a fresh mind than to stress over it.

I truly hope that you’re well and get the rest that you need and come back here to find a piece of peace.

Have a good day and a good week Mimi! 🤗💜

Hello 🌼

Absolutely. Don’t worry, I’m trying my best to take care of myself and I hope you’re doing the same! ☺️ it will get better, I really believe in that! Good luck with your job too 🩵

[adracat]

yes, hello. I’d like to attack you with unrelenting happiness for the next few minutes of your time. it’s a feedback loop originating from and re-projecting back to you.

first of all, seeing your deconstructions after stumbling upon your ao3 makes me regret missing out on the live updates from you and the community here (aniwave comments are dogshit)

thank you for your posts. they let me think critically about and appreciate g-witch that much more from novel analysis perspectives. reading back a bit, especially to your take on scenes such as ep10’s communication clear up, and seeing these pieces given the gravity and respect they deserve, is taking the bite off of the series’ conclusion.

speaking of treating the sulemio shaped hole in the networks from now on, a red tempest is the kind of fic one wishes they could distill and take intravenously at maximum drip.

it won’t be for everyone, and you think law of causality is your best (haven’t read it yet), but it feels like you’re writing professional grade work just for me with how it seemingly doesn’t miss or waste a line. you present a tight ship regardless of whether that’s how you run it. the story feels compact and layer woven yet flows along seamlessly and with that wonderful sense of OC unlimited potential, dropping shadows here and there but keeping me fully on my toes. still in the rising action, but hopefully multiple full arcs…? (worth!)

the spots of canon that you spun into a universe feel weighted, alive with the way your voice gives an inherent gravitas even to small supporting details, and nothing is more alive than your characters.

you do them so well, it’s impossible to stress enough. regardless of where they’re going in the future, where you’ve had them come from and be is so genuine and, in most cases, compliant/paying close homage in their personalities. your dialogue is a breath of life. eri and chuchu particularly, and prospera especially.

there are small things that are subtle like suletta being a bit less anxious at the start, and there are larger things that are less subtle like all of prospera— yours of whom I love— but everything’s working believably and in sync as you craft this beautiful story. my only complaint is that I think the next release is gonna be a sulemio heavy chapter during the job’s sudden distress, and it isn’t this weekend’s release date yet.

there’s a lot else, like the many juxtapositions, the slow burn, and other emotional/literary devices, but while I’ve already spent too long trying to put just this much of a review/praise bomb together, I’ve gotta jaw on a bit more about your fantastic perspective work with clear voices for each heroine. it’s so exciting getting into the younger couple’s heads when it comes to each other. you’re probably going to slaughter me with elnora and notrette, but ch11’s suletta and mio are already doing it with their pining.

thank you. it’s a joy and a pleasure. I hope to read you for a long time to come. I’d ask to share some of your brain chemicals, but reading the product makes mine just as happy. I hope that means we share a brain cell; then I could rise and meet the caliber. o7

That’s so sweet of you! And absolutely; sending you spiritual braincells 🤗 I put a wealth of thought into all my works but something about Sulemio and Prospera✨ sends my brain into overdrive. Law of Causality and A Red Tempest are passion driven works that I’m happy to share with likeminded people. If you ever do decide to give AASB and its sister works a try you may find interesting connections. ART is a bit of a spiritual sequel in a way. Though admittedly ART Prospera may be a rascally devil but is intentionally more likable than LoC ‘Prospera’. I decided to make her pathetic in ART for funsies 👏

Thanks so much for the kind words ❤️Encouragement gives me wings to confidently move forward—just like our merry cast!