#hope Tumblr doesn't strike me down for this rip

[noels-enby-wifey]

Alleyway fun

Ok but this was inspired from the discord server where somebody, mentioned Ramón dragging you into a alleyway for a quickie. But my funny mind expanded on it for fun :P 

Only warning for smut under the read more

With how fast he's dragging you to the nearest alleyway you’d think he’s be in your pants the second yall get further into it, he probably would ngl, but no he’d still tease the mess out of you before that, the bastard probably has a small lube packet in his pocket for shit like this if you two weren’t in the house/in his office. But he’d practically pin you against that wall and his lips would be on you in a instant before you could vocalize anything, your lips, your neck, your chest, anyway he can reach in that moment and leave a little hickey or two, he wouldnt wanna hear it anyway unless you’re calling out his name in pleasure~ anyway he’d still take a bit of time to work you open for him before gently fucking you into that wall, quickly getting faster the closer he gets to his own release, all you can do is practically stand there listening to him basically growling praises into your ear as one of his hands cover your mouth to somewhat keep the alley quiet so nobody can tell whats going on. Even after he cums he’ll fuck you until you come undone, cause what kind of man would he be if you didnt cum at all?? totally unfair. He’d help clean yourself up a bit so your legs wouldn't be a glowing mess underneath your clothes, and he’d have a convincing lie as to why you’re walking around with a slight limp. “Oh Their limp?” He chuckles “My Darling here just sprained their leg doing some exercise, they insisted to walk back home to go rest~” 

[angel-of-the-moons]

Part of the same ask from 💐 anon: Link

Love, Your Biggest Fan

Pavitr Prabhakar x Super Fan!Fem!Reader

TW/CW: There is an attempted mugging, but mostly fluff

A/N: Tumblr was stupid and erased the whole fic I wrote the first time so I have to attempt to rewrite it from memory, now. Thanks, phone.

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"I bet he's really handsome underneath that mask of his!" Your best friend sang as the two of you walked, eating your shaved ice as the sun began to set.

"Eh." You shrug noncommittally, eating the last scoop of your flavored ice.

"Oh, come on!" Your friend groaned. "I bet he's suuuuuuper handsome! What do you think he looks like?"

"I don't see why you're so hung up on him, he's just some guy." You scoff softly.

"Just some--" She shook her head and looked at you like you grew an extra set of eyeballs and a pair of antlers.

"He's Spider-Man!"

"Exactly. He's just some guy with superpowers. These days, they're a dime a dozen." You say, rolling your eyes, dumping the empty cup in a trashcan you passed, your friend doing the same as you come to a stop, a fork in your paths where you must separate.

"Ugh, you are the only person I've ever met that isn't interested in him!" She said, shaking her head. "You're probably the only woman I know who doesn't wanna see his face under that mask!"

"Like I said..."

"Just some guy in a costume, yeah yeah yeah." Your friend snorted, shoving at you playfully.

"See you at the lecture on Monday. Don't forget to bring your notes. You know that Pavitr guy is gonna forget his again, and ask you for yours."

"Yeah yeah." You grin as she walks away.

You couldn't tell her. How could you? What would she say? Would she make fun of you?

You did care. You cared about Spider-Man a lot.

You had an online forum on a website that you ran. You even did some amateur investigative journalism, writing columns on him and delving articles to quell the lies that the press tried to smear his reputation as a "potentially dangerous vigilante" with a "disregard for proper law".

You hope, if he'd ever seen your posts, that he considered you an ally in a sea of people who tried to dismiss him as reckless.

You cursed your absentmindedness when you realized just how late it had become. You watched as shops closed, and people filed into the safety of their homes for the night; streetlights buzzed to life, casting an eerie orange glow as the sun disappeared beyond the Mumbattan skyline.

You were still a good ways away from home.

There was an alley you could take, that cut a shorter path to your apartment building... You could take that. It would be faster.

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Taking the alley was a stupid, stupid move.

You never take a dark alley when the sun went down. Especially not in this neighborhood.

That was how you found yourself in the situation you were currently in; pressed against the wall, a hand over your mouth and a large knife pressed to your gut.

"Shut up and give me your bag. Now." The man growled.

You felt panic rise in your stomach as the knife glimmered too brightly in the dimly lit alley.

You became frantic, and bit down hard on the man's hand, making a mad dash in an attempt to escape as he reeled away, cursing at you.

You let out a shriek as your feet pounded the pavement, and we're suddenly yanked back hard by the straps of your backpack, thrown to the ground so hard that it knocked the air out of your lungs.

"I was gonna let you go." The man growled. "I wasn't gonna hurt you. But now, I'm gonna teach you not to mess with me, missy!" He raised his hand, the knife poised to strike at you as you tried to desperately skitter away on your hands and feet.

But as you watched the knife swing down, it snagged on a string of silken white. It was suddenly ripped out of his hand and tossed back into the alley somewhere, clattering uselessly to the ground.

"Now didn't your mama ever teach you it's not nice to harass a nice lady minding her own business?"

Your jaw dropped when you saw him. Here he was. In the flesh. Up close.

Spider-Man.

He was hanging upside down, suspended by a web that appeared to be coming from one of the golden bracers on his wrist, his other hand pointed and ready to fire another wad at your attacker.

But frankly, the man looked like he pissed himself as he ran away, panicking.

"Ha! Talk about a coward! Not so big and scary without your knife, huh?" Spider-Man called out, jeering the man as he did a magnificent flip and landed on his feet.

He walked over to you, leaning down and he held his hand out for you to grab.

"Sorry that had to happen to you, but lucky for you I was here to stop that jerk!" He said, his voice bubbly and happy.

"Oh! I... Th-Thank you..." You peeped, taking his hand.

It was very warm. Or maybe it was just you. Was your hand sweating? Oh god, don't make an idiot of yourself, don't faint. Don't make an idiot of yourself--

"Anytime! I--heyyyyy! I know you! You're that girl who writes all that nice stuff about me online!"

Don't faint. Don't faint...

"I... You... You know who I am?" You balk.

"Yeah! Your writing is good! You should consider doing it professionally!" He giggled, his chocolate hair bouncing.

"Oh, I..."

"Hey, do you have a phone?"

Yeah. You were gonna faint.

"I... I do?" You say, fishing it from your bag and holding it out for him.

"Can you unlock it?" He hums.

You enter your pin and hand it over to him, blushing slightly when he sees that your home screen wallpaper is fanart of him, and he giggles softly.

He finds your camera app and opens the front-facing camera, hooking his arm around your shoulders and points the camera at you.

"Here! Say chaaaaaai!" He sings, smiling widely beneath his mask.

"Um, chai?" You say, grinning into the camera.

He snaps the selfie, and promptly hands your phone back to you.

"Here you go! A little thank you for being so nice online!" He chirps.

"Oh, um, it's no problem, I... You didn't have to..."

"Hey hey! Anything for my biggest fan!" He winks at you.

You stow your phone away in the confines of your bag.

"Do you want a lift home? I wouldn't feel right leaving you to walk by yourself at night, especially after what just happened to you!"

"Eh?"

You didn't have a moment to process before he scooped you up, princess-style and flung out his wrist, swinging you through the sky of Mumbattan.

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You laughed as Spider-Man set you down on your balcony, your legs almost like jelly as you wobbled.

Spider-Man was laughing too.

"Now, was that, or was that not way better than taking a taxi?" He joked, his hands on his hips as he bounced on his heels.

"Way, way better." You smile at him.

"Hah! Knew it! The Spider-Man express!" He winked.

You brushed your wind-touseled, untamed hair out of your face, tucking a strand behind your ear.

"Thank you." You say. "For everything. Not just saving me, but... Like, everything you do. I... I know not everyone thinks highly of you, but..."

"Oh! Uh..." He bounces on his heels, swinging his arms a bit awkwardly. Wait. Was he embarrassed?

"Anytime! It is my job after all!" He chuckled.

"Thank you." You say again.

"Well, uhm. I, uh... I should go!" He says, turning away.

"Wait! Will I... Will I see you again?" You ask, grabbing his arm.

His eyes go to where you gripped him.

"Without a doubt. Gotta pay the gal who says good things about me a visit from time to time, right?" He giggled.

"I... I'll hold you to it." You nod.

He winked and did a backflip off your balcony, swinging on a strand of silk with a loud whoop.

As he disappeared into the cityscape of Mumbattan, he reminded himself to forget his notes on Monday.

[unseededtoast]

Rectify | Bucky Barnes

Part 23/37 | Part Twenty Two, Part Twenty Four

Summary: I've lived every day for the past five years looking over my shoulder. I knew they'd come for me, it was inevitable. I was foolish to think I could outrun my past. It's followed me everywhere I go, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Never would I have anticipated that the shadows would lead me to the light.

Bucky Barnes x OC

Series Warnings: Discussion of human trafficking, alcohol consumption, graphic depictions of violence, sexual content, discussion of suicidal thoughts.

a/n: Hi everyone, thank you for checking this out, I appreciate any and all support! This series is also posted on Ao3 and Wattpad if you prefer those formats/platforms! This is a completed series, and it's going to take some time for me to transfer it to Tumblr, so please bear with me!

"Once this is over with, and we get this stuff out of my head I want to be done. I want to be done with Shield, Hydra, all of it. I'm tired of being on the run, fighting for someone, or being locked up somewhere."

Steam dissipates into the air from my cup of hot coffee sitting on the counter. The building is quiet this morning, I bet many of them overdid it last night. I smile to myself as I recall last night. It definitely did not go as planned but in the best way possible. Bucky and I ended the night by sitting together outside and enjoying each other's company. He had his arm around my waist as I leaned into him while the party lived on inside. 

People ended up leaving around three in the morning, Thor ended up staying the night and I never did see Natasha show up. I want to ask her about the siblings, and if it might be possible that I can see them, study them, and try to understand what happened. If I can understand them and their abilities, perhaps it can provide insight to the scepter's gem. If Bruce was able to convince Tony to hold off creating the Ultron protocol things would be even better. 

The elevator ding rips me from my thoughts, and to my relief Bruce walks out. He looks less hungover than I thought he would be. I take a sip of my coffee as he makes a cup as well.

"I didn't even see you last night." I say quietly. He takes a drink and nods his head,

"I was there, I didn't show up until later though." He says. I don't want to be obnoxious and ask about Tony but it's been on my mind for the past two days. Maybe he'll bring it up himself. 

"I didn't know Thor was going to be there, the ladies all loved him." I laugh a little as I remember the women pining for a second of his attention. 

"They always do." Bruce states as he leans against the counter. 

"I didn't see Natasha though, Steve said she was going to be there." I say, taking another sip. 

"Oh, yeah Natasha was here, she showed up later as well." I sense an undertone to the statement but I don't want to pry about things that aren't my business. 

"I need to talk to her before she leaves, I think it would be a good idea to study the siblings." I say, hoping this prompts the larger conversation.

"That's not a bad idea. You know, Tony kind of backed down from wanting to rush into the Ultron protocol. He agreed to take some more time to study and understand what we were working with." I nod my head, relieved. 

"I don't understand him." I say with a sigh. He ended up taking my side but wouldn't budge while I was there offering the ideas. 

"I don't get it either." Bruce says. I get off the stool and go sit on the couch that's in front of the faux fireplace. The sunrise is warm and the birds are singing beautifully outside. The elevator dings again, and Natasha walks out. She doesn't notice me at first and greets Bruce. The two of them hug each other and I squint my eyes. There's definitely something going on between them. 

Natasha turns and sees me on the couch, her eyes widening a little before she smirks. She walks over and sits next to me on the couch. I place my empty cup on the glass table, where Thor's hammer was last night. 

"I didn't even know you were here, I didn't see you last night." I smile at her, not wanting her to feel weird about what I saw. I don't know her very well but I think she's the type to hide her feelings and I don't want there to be any tension. As we start talking, Bruce walks out of the room, probably to go to the lab.

"Yeah, I came in later. I saw you and Barnes outside together when I came in." I almost choke on air but want to play it cool, I don't know how much she saw and I'm not going to open up about something she may not have even seen. 

"Yeah we wanted to get out of there, the crowd was a little overwhelming." I say, not telling a complete lie. She pushes some hair out of her face, and leans in closer,

"I'm not going to tell anyone, that's between you two." Shock fills me, she saw enough to know what's going on. I'm thankful for her discretion, I'm not even sure how I want to approach telling people yet, especially Steve. 

"Thank you." I say and she nods. I think we're in an unspoken mutual agreement. 

"I've missed being here, the other compound isn't nearly as relaxed." She says, changing the subject. 

"I want to ask you a question about the compound actually." I say. She raises an eyebrow, waiting for me to ask,

"So, based on what we've found so far I think there's a good chance the scepter gave the siblings their powers. I was wondering if it's possible for me to go to the compound to study them and try to understand how the scepter works and what it's capable of." I say hopefully. I watch intently as she thinks for a few moments. 

"I think we can arrange that. I assume Barnes will come to?" She clarifies and I nod my head.

"Yeah, technically I'm still tasked with watching over him." I say to justify my reasoning. Though I'm not wrong, it's just not the entire truth anymore. And honestly I'm not sure we could be separated from each other just yet, I would constantly worry about how he's doing and if anything happened. 

"Let me ask Fury." She says and pulls out a phone from her back pocket. She types quickly and sends the message.

"What are they like?" I want to know as much as possible about the siblings before I even get there to have a head start. She scrunches her eyebrows together in thought,

"He's incredibly fast, if he ran by your face at full speed you'd never see him. She has telekinetic powers, she can move just about anything with her mind. They're twins actually. They haven't been very cooperative with anyone so far." She says. It sounds like a challenge, and if this challenge means I'm closer to understanding the gem then I'll gladly accept it. 

If Fury doesn't allow me to go, then I'm willing to take more drastic measures to find the information needed. There just so happens to be an empty Hydra base where the twins were given their abilities, there's bound to be something useful, even if it isn't a full notebook of notes. Hopefully it doesn't come to that, the Sokovian base is one of the last places on Earth I would want to be. 

"It's so fascinating. The gem is unlike anything we've ever seen before. It's very complex and to be honest I'm not sure how it works in its entirety. But, I think there's a way I can use it to help Bucky and undo the Winter Soldier programming." I explain to her. I don't want to get into the whole Tony situation with her because the last thing I need is another reason for Tony to dislike me. 

"I'm not real good with science, but I trust you know what you're doing. I'll get back to you about what Fury says." She stands from the couch and walks out. There's hope for this all panning out, as long as Tony can resist creating the protocol. 

I hope I'm not wasting time by pursuing the wrong avenue. If I'm allowed to go see the twins, I need some fruitful answers, I can't afford a dead end. My mission has quickly evolved from just helping Bucky, to trying to also prevent Tony from making a grave mistake, and figuring out alien technology. This is not what I envisioned happening when I first fled to the Shield compound seeking asylum. I thought I was finally free but here I am all these years later. This time, however, I know I'm doing the right thing. 

The elevator dings again, this time Bucky walks in. I was hoping he'd be here soon because I still need to tell him about the plan to see the twins. He smiles as he sits down beside of me, resting his hand on my thigh. He places a kiss on my forehead, 

"Good morning." He says with his usual raspy morning voice. 

"Good morning, Buck." I say, leaning my head on his shoulder. I hate to start our morning with talking about serious issues, but I'd rather do it now when I know we're alone. 

"You're up quite early." He says and I nod, sitting up and facing him. 

"Bucky, there are a few things I need to talk to you about." I say and he nods with worry on his face. 

"If this is about last night-"

"It's not, trust me. I don't regret it." I cut him off, not wanting him to think for a second that I regretted what happened last night. If anything, it was long overdue. 

"Okay, then what's going on?" He asks, now clearly confused. 

"Well, Tony is trying to use the scepter to create what he calls the Ultron protocol, it's supposed to be a peacekeeping initiative but he's going about it the wrong way. He's trying to put the protocol into the gem's framework. I think it's possible that if he does that, there's a chance the framework could evolve, it's highly complex. The evolution could be detrimental, we don't know enough about it yet. Bruce has held him off and will continue to do so for as long as he can. In the meantime, I've asked Natasha if we could go see the twins who were likely granted powers from the scepter, I think there's something to be learned from them." I lay it all out for him, sparing no detail. Bucky is quiet as he processes what I'm saying and rubs a hand over his chin. 

"I trust you. If you think this is the right move, I'll go with you." He says. I nod my head, happy he's on board with my plan.

"But, if Tony decides to go forward with creating Ultron and things go sideways, I have a backup plan. We're going to be okay either way, I want you to know that." I say, not going into what my backup plan is. He nods his head. 

"A plan is never complete without a backup." Bucky doesn't push what it is. I know he trusts me to make the right decision, and I'm confident that I am.

"Are we going to tell Steve?" I ask, changing the subject. Bucky sighs,

"We have to, I just don't know how yet." 

"After the way he acted when he got us from the bunker, I don't think he's going to take it lightly." I say, sadly. I wish it wasn't like this, but for some reason Steve has made is abundantly clear that he's against Bucky and I being together.

"He'll be okay. Give me some time to talk to him." Bucky pats my thigh. 

It feels like there's so much going on at once, it's starting to take a toll on me. I always feel stressed out about what might happen and I feel as if I've started to neglect some of the needed therapy Bucky needs for recovering his mind. I've been so focused on undoing the programming that I've let it slip through the cracks. It's like I've failed him again. 

After he remembered killing Tony's parents I should've doubled down on therapy, and instead I got sidetracked by the scepter. I have to put Bucky first, his needs come before anything else. Plus, I can do it all. I can dedicate time to talk to Bucky about his mental state and I can dedicate time to creating the cure for the programming. Sure, it'll mean long days and even longer nights but if I can help him it will all be worth it in the end. 

"Bucky, how have you been lately? I've been spending all my time in the lab and I haven't really been able to talk to you in a while." I say softly, not wanting to come off as being pushy.

"Well, the nightmares are still there. Some nights are better than others. I can see their faces. I'm still remembering things here and there, they're mainly small things though. The nights you're in the lab, Steve usually stays with me for a while, it helps some." He says and I nod. I wish he would've told me about the nightmares, I would have dropped everything to be there for him. 

"Do you find that you have less nightmares when people are around than when you're alone?" I ask.

"They still happen, I just find it easier to deal with when someone is around." I nod my head,

"Okay, I'll be with you then. Bucky, you know I'm here for you no matter what. Please come to me if there's something bothering you. I will never be too busy for you, I promise you that." I place my hand atop of his that's resting on my leg. 

"Once this is over with, and we get this stuff out of my head I want to be done. I want to be done with Shield, Hydra, all of it. I'm tired of being on the run, fighting for someone, or being locked up somewhere." He says, meeting my eyes. 

"I promise once we get that stuff out of your head for good, we'll be done with it all." I say, though a part of me thinks that no matter how hard we try we'll always somehow be a part of it. 

 I hope I'm wrong, and that there is a way out of this. If we can get off the grid, become untraceable, then maybe we have a chance of leaving this lifestyle behind. I've never lived a lifestyle that didn't involve being on the run or being handed a task but I can imagine life would be a lot more peaceful. Maybe we'll be able to strike a deal with Shield of some sort and be able to live semi-normally. 

Natasha walks back into the room, phone in hand. I look at her, waiting for her to say whether Fury is going to let us come or not. She gives a small nod and says,

"Pack your bags, you two are coming with me." Bucky and I get up from our spots and waste no time preparing to leave. I'll let Bucky tell Steve what's going on, and it'll be up to him if he wants to join us or not. A part of me hopes Steve stays, he would be able to give updates on what Tony is doing. 

I collect my things and put on my Shield uniform once more, leaving behind the clothes Tony provided since they aren't mine to take. I put the flash drives in my pocket and carry the book with me, folded papers inside the front cover. 

I close the door behind me and join Bucky outside of Steve's door. He knocks a few times before Steve answers, obviously just out of bed. He looks between the two of us and furrows his eyebrows.

"What's going on?" He questions. Steve rubs the sleep from his eyes.

"We're going to the compound Fury is at. Adalyn thinks it's a good idea to study the siblings who have the special powers." Bucky says and Steve looks to me. I nod my head, confirming what Bucky said.

"Yeah, I think they can give some important answers about how they got their powers and give more information if the scepter was involved. You can come if you want, and if you stay I'd like to ask that you give me updates about what Tony is doing." I say, not delving into the specifics. 

"Does Tony need to be supervised?" He asks, quickly becoming skeptical.

"Well, Bruce is already keeping an eye on him so it's not entirely necessary." I say, not wanting to lie just to get Steve to stay here for my own benefit. 

"I'll stay here for a few days and depending on how things go I might join you guys." Steve says and I nod. I'm thankful he's going to stay.

"Okay, thank you Steve. If you notice Bruce say anything about an Ultron protocol please let me know. Bruce can catch you up to speed, just let him know you've talked to me about it." I say, not having the time to explain everything to him. He simply nods and says a final goodbye to Bucky.

"Take good care of him." Steve sincerely says to me. 

"Of course." I say, feeling slightly guilty we're keeping Steve in the dark about us for now. We'll eventually tell him. I just don't think now it the best time to get into it.

Bucky and I go to the main level and join Natasha in the plane. She's in the pilot's seat getting things ready for takeoff. Bucky and I take the two other seats in the small plane, our knees up against each other. 

I'm excited to see the twins and their powers in real life. I'm nervous that they've been uncooperative, but have faith I can get them to work with me. If I take the same approach I did with Bucky hopefully things work out well. 

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Who Do You Belong To?

Hard dom! Heeseung x reader; degradation; cursing; dry humping; thigh riding; implied exhibitionism

Mellow speaks: (Don't mind me, I'm just posting this again to see if my Tumblr is fixed yet or not). And here you have it, lovely anon! The Heeseung dry humping scenario like you had requested. I hope this one lives up to your expectations, and that you enjoy reading it! Do let me know what you thought of it!

Unlocking the door, you step inside your apartment, sitting down on the couch in the living room as you wait for your boyfriend to come in. The events from earlier that night play back inside your head, making you gulp nervously thinking about what was to come. You knew when you were doing it that you were crossing the limit, but you just couldn't help wanting to grab Heeseung's attention as he talked animatedly to Sunghoon about something, completely ignoring your existence.

As if on cue, your boyfriend lets himself in, the door slamming loudly behind him. You open your mouth to speak, but he grabs your chin roughly, kneeling down against the couch as he glares at you, a sneer on his face. "Enjoyed yourself a bit too much, didn't you?," he spats, "Having your hands all over Jay?" You just look at him, knowing that even though he's not really mad at you, he for sure is beyond pissed. "I saw you, you know? Rubbing your hand all over his thigh and muffling your face in his neck," he says, voice dropping to a mere growl that sends chills down your spine. Had it been any other moment, you would have begged to differ, arguing that he was blowing things way out of proportion, and that all you had done was place a hand on Jay's knee in a friendly manner. But you knew that right now, Heeseung is already annoyed with you, and you don't want to anger him any more than he already was.

So you stay quiet, causing him to squeeze your cheeks and slap you on the face, his eyes going dark as your hand flies up to your cheek. "Got that tongue of yours all tied up now, have you? Come on, don't be shy. Speak up, like you were doing back there in front of Jay," Heeseung growls, making you bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything. "I already knew you were a cock-slut, but I hadn't thought you'd be such a desperate bitch. I don't look at you for one minute, and you throw yourself at my mate?," he smiles, but there is nothing happy or cute about it.

Standing back up, Heeseung doesn't say anything, but you already know what is going on in that head of his. The dark glint in eyes changes to something more sinister, as he roughly grabs you by the hair, pulling you up so that you are standing in front of him. Leaning in closer to your lips, he whispers, "Someone's gonna need for teach you whose bitch you are," before smashing his lips onto yours, biting down on your lower lip harshly, making you gasp in pain. He takes the moment to shove his tongue past your lips, feeling the depths of your mouth.

Pushing you back down on the couch, he rips off your T-shirt, pulling the cups of your bra down as he takes one of your boobs in his mouth, biting down on your nipple. You arch your back, letting out a moan. "F-fuck, Hee," you say, making him pull away. "You don't get to call me "Hee," he growls, quickly unbuttoning your jeans and pulling it down your legs. Spreading your thighs, he leaves a large lick up your core through your underwear, causing your eyes to roll back in pleasure. "Who got you this wet, huh? Was it Jay, hmm? Or were my words enough to show your place?," mutters your boyfriend, not showing a trace of the soft Heeseung that you know of. You can do nothing but moan in reply, bucking your hips, desperate for contact.

All of a sudden, you feel a slap on your pussy, making your eyes shoot open. "Behave yourself, bitch. Stop being such a whore," the man in front of you says, ripping your panties off you. He dips his head between your thighs, licking up your folds before taking your clit into his mouth. After sucking on it for a short while, Heeseung shifts his attention to your hole, his tongue shooting out to enter you, as his fingers replace his mouth on your clit. Curling his tongue, he pushes in and out of you quickly, while continuing to torture your bud with his fingers. Soon enough, you feel a knot forming in the pit of your stomach, and timidly, you let your boyfriend know of the same.

"Ah-ah, I'm c-close," you moan out, and just like that, the burning sensation in your core starts receding, as Heeseung pulls his tongue away from you, leaving you hanging. You let out a whine at the loss of contact, making him sneer at you. "Such a pathetic little whore, so desperate for my tongue," he says, "I don't think you deserve my dick after you've been such a bad, but I bet you'll be glad to even ride my thigh" And with that, he takes hold of your chin again, pulling you up into a sitting position.

Sitting down on the couch, he pulls you onto his lap, making you let out a scream and hold him by the shoulders at the sudden movement. "Move," he whispers in your ear, making you start rolling your hips against his thigh, letting out a moan at the friction as his leg rubs against your core. Wanting more, you speed up your pace, making out Heeseung's name as his mouth makes its way to your neck, sucking on your skin and leaving and a trail of hickeys all the way down to your to your chest, dipping into your boobs once again. You continue to ride his thigh, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel his jeans rubbing against your pussy. Seeing you in such a state does unspeakable things to Heeseung, causing his dick to become so hard it's almost painful, but he doesn't want to give you the satisfaction of his length filling you up just yet.

So instead, he flips you over, slamming your back against the couch once again. Getting off the couch, he quickly takes off his jeans, before climbing back up and aligning his clothed member against your entrance. Looking at you, he tries his best to control the urge to just ram himself into you, mind going into overdrive seeing your fucked out form. "Seems like you enjoyed it, huh?," he says through gritted teeth, smiling mockingly at you, "Touch Jay's thigh all you want, we both know only my thigh can ruin You like that."

You meekly nod in reply, making him say, "You look so innocent that I wanna completely take you apart right now. But at the same time, I don't think you've learned your lesson yet," as he starts rubbing himself against your core, making you buck your hips as you feel his length so close to your pussy, hard as a rock. He continues rubbing himself against you, rolling his hips faster, his deep groans mixing with the lewd sounds coming from your mouth. "Who do you belong to?," he questions, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Y-You," you manage to get out, making him grunt in response. "That's right, you are. Fucking remember that."

With you already being sensitive from the torture he inflicted upon you earlier, and his clothed dick working wonders on your core, it's not long before you feel the knot in your stomach tightening again, stronger this time. Heeseung notices it too, from the way your moans become shallower and your panting become heavier. An evil idea strikes him, making him smirk as he speeds up his pace, eager to make you cum. He doesn't have to wait long, and a couple thrusts later, you cum all over his boxers, squirting out onto the couch as well.

Coming down from your high, you open your eyes to look at him, mind still reeling from your release. "Look at the mess you created, love. And I haven't even given you what you want yet," your boyfriend mocks, picking up his jeans from the floor and taking out his phone from the back pocket. "Shall we show Jay just how much of a slut you are for me?," he says, making you give him a questioning look. You soon understand what he means though, seeing him put the phone up and hearing the distinct "click" of the camera.

Once he's done, he looks back at you, smiling darkly. "Let's take this to the bedroom now, shall we?"