#hot tea and hotter takes

[highqueenofelfhame]

I’m going to start this off by saying that I don’t care if you don’t share my sentiments because this one is a little… I think it’s going to incite a lot of opinions and that’s great, I love the discussions. This is just wholly my opinion and what I think and what I’m picking up on during my reread (relisten really) of Kingdom of Ash. 

Secondly, if you like Chaol, this post probably isn’t going to be for you and that’s okay. But if you’ve been on my blog for a decent bit of time you’ll know that I don’t like him and I have so many reasons for it. I never found his character “development” to be enough for me to come around to him. I will give him credit where it’s due in this post but I just have a lot of thoughts that are so loud I wish i could pause them so I could like, finish my dinner. But I can’t because they’re screaming in my head and I have to get it out. 

I’m also not here to argue about Aelin. I mean, I absolutely will, but that’s not the focus of my thoughts currently in this moment even though a lot of this is going to be focused on her and Dorian to help make my main point.

Toward the end is what I really want to focus on because I’m currently in the thick of the final battle with Aelin just having called herself a god (iconic) and Yrene is getting ready to face Erawan. So now that you know where I’m at, I’ll get into it. 

I’ve noticed through my listen that at every turn, Dorian is like whats up what can I do to help this cause and help this war and help the future. I think we can all agree on that because I think we all love Dorian, I genuinely have never seen any Dorian discourse anywhere and I love that for him. He’s a cinnamon roll, we protect him. And once he and Aelin are reunited, he doesn’t spare a second thought about doing what he can to help her. Closing the gate together? He’s putting on her shoes before she’s really even finished talking and ready to go. In the battle when Elide and Yrene are like this is what we need you to do? He’s flying off without having to be asked twice, without having to even think about what he’s about to throw himself into.

Dorian’s character development is genuinely something that is great and well written and he has fully grown into the King he’s meant to be. And it’s amazing. 

But at every turn when Dorian immediately says yes, Chaol immediately says no. And that’s kind of always his M.O. Chaol’s thinking has always come from a selfish place and this is something that I see in the text over and over. SJM tried to sell his character development but it’s just not there for me. 

At this point in Kingdom of Ash, yes he has a lot more to lose. The stakes are a lot higher to him and I understand that. I think it’s great that he’s thinking so much for his wife and his future child and the family that they will have together. 

However. There isn’t going to be a family if there’s no world left. Right? Like there isn’t going to be a baby if they don’t get out of the absolute dumpster fire their world is in right now and there are limited ways for that to happen.

He is always immediately for Dorian’s life being spared over Aelin’s. And I also do understand that to a degree. Like, that’s his best friend, that’s his brother, they’ve grown up together. But he never thought about this other person that he considers to be his friend when it came down to it. 

This is when I’ll bring up Aelin because it’s relevant to her and Dorian in the last several chapters of this book but also to her character. I can’t stand it when people say she’s selfish when she’s proved time and time again that she’s incredibly selfless. Like if you think she’s selfish you’re reading the words but not seeing the actions, you know? Especially in Kingdom of Ash but in everything leading up to it. 

When she’s in the coffin the only thing keeping her going is knowing that she is the person that is going to have to end it all. She’s going to have to give her life so that everyone she loves and all the people of their entire world will have a better one. She’s been resigned to that for a while. It’s why she didn’t bother fighting Maeve when she was captured on the beach, it’s why she didn’t care if she made it out alive at the end of Heir of Fire when she walked out to face the demon princes. Not only does she have pisspoor mental health and does a lot of suicide missions, but she’s doing it all with the thought of the people she loves in mind. And I think Dorian had a lot of similar motivations in KoA, especially considering he destroyed Morath for his father (whom he still hated.) 

The two of them have always been thinking about the bigger picture, about the future, about the future generations. Even Dorian entirely walked away from Manon offering him literally everything because he knew it wasn’t what she truly wanted, and knew that it would be something of a prison to her, no matter how much he might love that future for himself. Dorian didn’t walk into Morath with selfish motivations. He walked in there not even really truly knowing what was going on with Aelin at the time, knowing that at the end of the day he could be the one having to sacrifice his life to close the gate. He also knew if he was caught he would have another collar put around his neck or be killed. But he did it anyway. 

Chaol, while I understand that his stakes are much higher right now, he’s still like really only thinking about the situation as it pertains to him and what he wants. He wants Dorian to live, he doesn’t want Yrene to face Erawan knowing that she’s like the only person that can truly defeat him at this point. And again, I understand it. I understand the selfish motivations here but it also just goes back to not feeling like he had much character development. 

He’s not entirely the same as he was at the beginning. I don’t think anyone can go through what they’ve gone through and come out the same on the other side. It’s just not possible. But I also don’t think his development has gone far enough to cancel out the wrongs, the hurtful shit he’s said, the prejudice he’s shown specifically to fae and magic wielders. Like, he only decided Rowan was a good male when Rowan tried to heal him at the end of QoS. Which again: only pertains to him and his perception on things which is a very tight circle around himself.

If he truly had any regard for Aelin he would have had a hesitation, even a little bit, when she was the one that was like okay yeah I’m going to die. There would have been something there, some objection, but there wasn’t. Dude never even said sorry for anything he had said to her when he made her feel like a monster. And that’s just a whole other level of fucked up that I’m not going to get into right now. 

Even Rowan, knowing his mate was sacrificing herself, he still acknowledged that it was her choice, that he never lets her do anything, and he came to some sort of place of acceptance. Was he devastated? Absolutely he was. He didn’t know if his tattoo would work or if her and Dorian doing it together would keep them both alive, but he supported her decisions as much as he didn’t like them. Because he also understands what is at stake and that it’s just bigger than them. He was straight up like if she doesn’t come out, I’m going to die too and I’ll find her in the afterworld. Is that selfish? Sure. But there were other people that, if Aelin had died, could rule Terrasen if they succeeded and closing the gate had gone how it was supposed to (with Erawan being taken out with the gods.) But my point is he still supported that, he accepted it. 

But I just don’t see the development from Chaol that we were supposed to see. When Yrene wants to face Erawan, he just keeps trying to shut it down. Because Chaol refuses to see outside of his bubble. Yrene knows what’s at stake. She knows she’s carrying their child, she knows she loves this man something fierce, but she also knows that none of that is going to matter if they don’t win the war, if she doesn’t at least try to take out Erawan when she’s capable. 

And like the badass that she is she fucking does it like a queen. 

I will do another post on Aelin’s selflessness one of these days and I will bring receipts with quotes and page numbers to go along with it. I feel like I’m getting into rambling territory. But all of this is just to say that I simply don’t see Chaol’s character development in terms of him not being selfish. 

I may add more to this later, it’s late and I need to eat my dinner. Thanks to autism, my thoughts were so loud I couldn’t even focus on eating and the only way to make them relax a little was by getting them out of my brain and onto a page. 

Anyway, I still don’t like chaol. And I’m not even on a fresh chaol hate-train. I haven’t read this full series in over a year but relistening has just like further solidified for me that he just really hasn’t changed that much. Not nearly as much as SJM wanted us to think, anyway.

And I still think that Yrene, the brilliant healer, getting pregnant was the silliest story line. 

But also like how can Yrene defeat a valg king while pregnant but Feyre’s healers couldn’t do a fuckin c-section? Hello?????

Okay that’s all. 

Love u bye

[thatqueervampire]

Having 'Acts Of Service' as a kink is really a slay on my part

[norrisainz33]

European getaway || cs55

☆ summary: y/n goes on a vacation to spain and ends up meeting carlos sainz by chance. tho she has no idea her european fling is actually a very successful f1 driver

☆ pairing: carlos sainz x nonfamous!reader

☆ fc & warnings: none

☆ requested: yes! thank you sm for this wonderful request

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ynuser: i could get used to this! me encanta espana

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yourbff: petition for us to stay in spain forever

ynuser: time to find our spanish husbands so we never have to leave!

yoursibling: europe looks good on u

ynuser: thanks b 💅🏻

friend3: always serving fits girl

ynuser: half of my clothes are stolen from you

friend2: obsessed with you

ynuser: obsessed with you bb

ynuser has added to their story 🔒

[1. girls night out ahead. 2. guys i met a hot man at this club. 3. hehe he’s taking me home. we stayed out so late it’s almost light again]

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yourbff: we look cute

yourbff: wait he’s hotter than i originally thought hold up 🤤🤤

yourbff: did you even get his name???? how am i supposed to make sure ur safe if i don’t know his name

ynuser: dude he’s so hot it’s insane and his name is carlos

ynuser: i’m with him at his hotel rn and this man has to be loaded this is the nicest hotel i’ve ever stepped foot in.

yourbff: hot AND rich AND sweet AND a gentleman???????? what is in the water here in spain

ynuser: i just googled his watch that he’s wearing and it’s $300k

yourbff: ok tea……y/n/n i’m so serious you are living every girls dream rn including mine

ynuser: i think i love him

yourbff: ok , maybe it’s time for you to come back to the hotel and get some sleep

ynuser: ugh you’re so right.

ynuser: he called me a driver , i’ll be back soon

yourbff: PLEASE TELL ME TOU GOT HIS NUMBER

ynuser: more than that 🤭 him and his friend are going to take us out for dinner tomorrow and show us around town 😫😍🫶🏻

yourbff: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

yoursibling: girl you wildin and i love it. stay safe pls

ynuser: yes of course bb

friend3: why that man kinda look familiar

ynuser: if u figure it out lmk

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[1. sightseeing courtesy of our new friend carlos. 3. looks like we found ourselves some dates 😉]

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friend2: y/n are you sharing churros con chocolate with a MAN

ynuser: YES

ynuser: i’ve been caught

friend2: you sneak.. i need every single detail

yourbff: i feel like we are in a movie for real

ynuser: i think we might be

yoursibling: how is it that you and y/bff/n always end up in these sorts of romance novel type situations

ynuser: it’s bc we are the it girls 💅🏻

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user1: what are you doing in madrid carlos

user2: OMG WHO IS THAT IN THE SECOND SLIDE CARLOSSSSS

landonorris: and what do we have here 👀

carlossainz55: just some travels in spain!

landonorris: with a girl??

carlossainz55: good catch 😉

landonorris: DETAILS?!

carlossainz55: if you must know and you promise to keep it secret

landonorris: of course mate

carlossainz55: i met this gorgeous girl in a club in barcelona and we hit it off. she doesn’t know im a driver she just thinks im a guy on holiday and its been rather refreshing so now im showing her around spain

landonorris: i support you in this brother but you know you’re gonna have to explain the whole famous thing at some point

carlossainz55: i know i know

user3: just fell to my knees is this a soft launch

charlesleclerc: enjoying break i see 😏

carlossainz55: yes i am 😏

user4: everyone stay calm!!!! stay CALM

user5: so little info here how am i supposed to find this girl by her shoes 🫣

user6: can’t wait till f1gossip sees this

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yoursibling: hold up did HE COME WITJ YOU GUYS

ynuser: yes 🤭

ynuser: when i tell you i think i met the love of my life

yoursibling: ugh i’m so jealous but also so happy for you!! you deserve this

friend2: bruh he’s fine as heck what is going on here

ynuser: no i know

yourbff: wait send me the pic of carlos and teto carrying our luggage pls im begging

ynuser: done and done

friend3: y/n y/m/n y/l/n have you ever seen a formula 1 race before

ynuser: you mean like the race cars?

friend3: yes the race cars!!!! i’m 99.9% sure that man in your photos drives for the FERRARI F1 TEAM. THAT IS THE CARLOS SAINZ

ynuser: oh my god… you’re right …….. he’s a FAMOUS FERRARI DRIVER?!

ynuser: oh my god he has 10 million followers

friend3: how did you NOT know this!!!!!!!!

ynuser: idk!!! i don’t follow f1!!!

friend3: well now you legally have to

ynuser: clearly omg

friend3: YOURE THE GIRL IN HIS STORY OFNEKGN

ynuser: OMG I AM

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f1gossip: carlos sainz has been spotted getting cozy with a mystery girl in madrid! we think this has got to be the girl who was in the story carlos posted a few days ago. they’ve also been spotted out at dinner with another woman and who we believe to be teto!! no information on who they are just yet but seem by all accounts to not be anyone we know

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user1: when will it be my turn!!!!

user2: that should be me 😭😭😭 happy for her i guess 😭😭😫😫

user3: so he was soft launching someone

user4: happy for him ig

friend3: ynuser girl

ynuser: oh my god

friend2: girl oh my god

yourbff: omg stop ???? is this movie about us???

user6: do you all know something we don’t

user3: no bc your profile pics kinda be similar to the girl in the pics f1 gossip posted 👀

user6: carlos doesn’t follow them yet but maybe that’ll change

user3: WAIT IT SAYS HES FOLLOWING YNUSER NOW

user5: i am so envious

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friend3: ok so the fan girls have found us it seems

ynuser: they really have… i have 2,694 follower requests right now

yourbff: the f1gossip account is trying to contact me,, they’re literally in my dms rn…. you look hot tho 😘😍😫

ynuser: they’re also trying to message me too. never thought our trip to spain would end up like this (i’m not complaining this is just a little overwhelming)

yourbff: me neither but if it had to happen i’m glad you met carlos!! you two seem like genuinely really well matched. i know it’s only been like…. 3 weeks but im stanning and shipping y/ncarlos so hard

ynuser: 😮‍💨😭 y/ncarlos omg stop hahaha

ynuser: i’m planning to put him in my pocket and take him back to the states with us

carlossainz55: ay dios mío hermosa chica 😍😍

ynuser: 🤭 you’re making me blush

carlossainz55: good, it’s cute when you blush

ynuser: you really have 10 million followers and drive for the scuderia ferrari huh

carlossainz55: yes mi amor. im sorry for not telling you sooner… i just really was enjoying getting to know you as just carlos and not as the ferrari driver

ynuser: and that makes sense i just … this is all just a bit intimidating

carlossainz55: no reason to be intimidated, i’m still just carlos 🥺

ynuser: if you say so

carlossainz55: i do say so hermosa🤍

carlossainz55: now that the cat is out of the bag…. do you want to come watch me race?

ynuser: you want me to come to one of your races?

carlossainz55: only if you want to! no pressure at all tho y/n/n

ynuser: i’d love to 😫

carlossainz55: i was hoping you’d say that. i’ll make arrangements for you to come to monza 😉

ynuser: italy?! omg i’ve never been to italy!!!!

carlossainz55: never?! oh boy then i have quite the time planned for us

landonorris: i feel like an elite member of a very exclusive club for being able to follow

ynuser: you are!! only 231 other people have the privilege

friend2: please send lando norris my number i see he’s following you now

ynuser: HAHAHAAH i respect the hustle. i tell him about you when i meet him in person in 2 weeks

friend2: IN PWROSN Y/N WHAT

yoursibling: bestie why are race car fan accounts trying to contact me all the sudden

ynuser: so you know that man i’ve been seeing while in spain with y/bff/n? turns out he’s a very famous formula 1 driver

yoursibling: you’ve got to be kidding me

ynuser: i am being very for real

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ynuser: thank you to spain for literally changing my life

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friend2: omg that’s where my sunglasses went 🙄

ynuser: idk what you’re talking abt 🤭

yourbff: thanks for going on the trip of a lifetime with me y/n/n

ynuser: i love you bestie 🫶🏻

carlossainz55: and thank you to the universe for crossing our paths 🥹

ynuser: thank you universe, i am forever grateful 😫

landonorris: ok cool girl alert

ynuser: you know it

friend3: i’m not sure how to act normal in these comments y/n

ynuser: me neither

yoursibling: you’re never coming home after italy in a few weeks are you

ynuser: nope!

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carlossainz55: happy for the team, charles and the tifosi. it’s a shame i missed the podium but at least i got to spend my birthday with my favorite girl. until next time monza!

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user2: ohhhhhh a hard launch

user3: i wish he got a podium in his last monza in a ferrari

charlesleclerc: ❤️ thank you chili

alexandrasaintmleux: cuties 🤍

user4: this hard launch is distracting me from the immense sadness, thanks carlos

user55: she’s living my dream your honor

ynuser: feliz cumpleaños mi amor

carlossainz55: gracias princessa

ynuser: gracias por una semana perfecta [thank you for a perfect week]

carlossainz55: de nada 🤍

user10: you did all you could carlos

scuderiaferrari: we are proud of you chili

user16: you and your big brain still did amazing

yourbff: you did great carlos!

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[absfawn]

౨ৎ tender and careful abby who takes care of you to the best of her capabilities when she wakes up one day to find you with hair sticking to your sweaty forehead, constantly sniffling and wiping your nose with an endless stream of tissues, looking at her on the verge of bursting into tears. she knows you hate getting sick. knows that you feel completely useless when you get in that much pain, you can’t move. it takes her over 30 minutes to even get out of bed, each time, when you fall ill. clinging onto her arm, weakly mumbling not to leave into her shoulder, and while she doesn’t want to, she has to, to be able to get everything you need. always leaning down and kissing your forehead, leaving her lips resting against your skin for a couple more seconds, frowning at the obvious rise in temperature on your forehead, blatantly ignoring your whines about her needing to stay away from you for a few days until you get better. simply getting out of bed with a grumbled “you being sick won’t stop me kissing you, now, shut up and wait here” knowing damn well you can’t exactly get up. 

౨ৎ tender and careful abby who spends almost a full hour in the kitchen making you some honey tea and soup, soup that she knows you don’t normally eat when you’re not sick, but will eat gracefully when you are. her body moves quickly as she reaches over the counter and grabs one of the lap trays she bought for you the last time you had gotten sick, and carefully places the bowl of hot soup with the tea gently, not scolding herself in the process. something she does quite a lot. eyeing up the candy drawer, abby looked back over at the bedroom door, back to the drawer, and dropped her head between her shoulders slightly. it wasn’t that you weren’t allowed chocolate, you were and abby knew that. but it always made her feel worse because when you got colds, or sick in general, you couldn’t taste the food, and sweet treats like you could, but regardless, your girlfriend shrugged, opened the drawer and snatched a few bars of chocolate, and a bag of candy before placing them on the tray too. 

you were still slumped under the covers and blankets when abby appeared in the bedroom. finally. the messy bun she let you do last night, won’t admit she loved it, but you know, now even more messy. strands of hair stuck to her now sweaty forehead, this is what rushing around to make sure her girl has everything does to her.

wiggling her eyebrows at you when she makes her way to the side of the bed, places the tray on the nightstand, and carefully places the back of her hand on your forehead, pulling it away instantly when she feels just how high your temperature has gone up since she left. “s’not good baby, we need to bring it down, yeah?” she mumbled, handing you the mug of tea carefully. “drink that, then eat your soup. i brought you some chocolate, and before you say anything, yes i know you can’t taste it when you’re sick, but it’s there in case” abby trailed off, waving her hands everywhere while you simply giggled behind the mug of honey tea.

“thank you, abs. always taking care of me” you whispered, almost like a secret between you both.

“it’s my job, yeah? and you always take care of me when i get sick. we take care of each other.” the blonde smiled, holding out yet another item towards you.

a damp washcloth.

“what’s this for?” you grumbled, looking at the wet cloth like it personally offended you. taking it from her hands carefully, placing it on your forehead nonetheless, and sniffling quietly.

“for your temperature, you’re too hot” abby laughed like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“you told me that 3 days ago” 

“well, you’re hotter today because you’re sick”

“so you’re telling me i’m not hot when i’m not sick?”

“baby, love of my life,” abby paused to laugh again and shake her head at you. “you are always hot”

“even now?”

“yes, even now. very hot, especially with your blocked nose and wheezy coughs. s’cute when you suddenly sound like a cute duck” your girlfriend winked, disappearing into the bathroom before you could blink. 

quickly gasping in realization at her choice of words.

“abigail anderson, you did not just refer to my coughing as a duck!” 

“i love you!” she laughed from the bathroom.

“yeah, yeah. i love you too” you couldn’t help but smile.

tender and careful abby always being there to take care of you.

[fictionalmenxyn]

How would the Task force 141 + los vaqueros react to their s/o wearing their clothes?

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Ghost

Definitely take either his t-shirt or hoodie/fleece (especially the grey one)

It’s a bonus if it still smells like him

They way he’ll find out is by walking into the break room and spot you in a rather large hoodie. So he’d walk over and see ‘Lt. Riley’ and he’ll raise an eyebrow of when you stole it.

Definitely likes you wearing it but messes with you. Like he’ll tell you how it’s his and how your lucky your his as well, as your wearing his clothes.

Likes that it shows your his as he can be protective of you

Make his heart beat a little fast as he is drawn towards you even more.

Sometimes he’ll leave his stuff in your room with a sticky note ‘wear me :)’

Definitely hugs you from behind and questions you of how you got it.

If your into oversized hoodies and they are able to fit him and he like the look of it. He will steal it for a bit as he always says it’s a fair game as you steal his.

Soap

His t-shirt or socks

Feel like if it’s socks it’s either cause your cold or cause you need thicker socks for certain shoes

You love that when he offers his t-shirt he makes sure it smells of him as he knows it comforts you

Loves seeing you in his clothes, goes giddy on the inside if he catches you wearing his t-shirt

He likes when you make him a cup of tea/coffee and sees you in his shirt. It makes his morning

If you wear his shirt and Ghost walks past he’d definitely call you Johnny. As a joke.

Gaz

A sweatshirt or joggers/sweatpants probably. I know this may be odd but maybe boxers

Like if you just got out the shower or sleeping in them as if they are shorts but you don’t wear them as actual underwear

He smirks and has lust in his eyes when he sees you in his sweat shirt and his heart beats faster if your wearing both items

You love that he actually loves his sense of style and likes to look fashion able

You usually wear his joggers/sweatpants if your going to bed probably with a tank top or sports bra

Gives you a kiss and a comment like ‘wonder who’s clothes they are? Cause I know they aren’t yours’

Like Ghost if you wear baggy clothes and they look nice he’ll definitely wear it. And it has to smell like you it’s also a comfort thing to him

Price

Hat, joggers/sweat pants or button down shirt

If he has multiple hats and he has ones he doesn’t wear as much as others you’ll pick them so he can’t really complain

If it’s sunny out, you’d wear one and see if he notices and if he does he’ll lift your chin up and ask ‘how did you get that?’

When wearing his joggers you’d wear them on cold or winter days as they are fluffy on the inside and act like a blanket

With his button down shirt it will be after a busy night out and your heads ringing and that’s the first thing you see

Or it’s your going to work and can’t find anything that fits with the out fit or yours are all in the wash

He find it cute when you scrunch your face when he asks about you wearing his clothes and you blush a tad

Alejandro

Shirt, tank tops, if he has one a cowboy hat (I believe he has at least one)

If he sees you with any form of his clothing on he fells like he has fallen in love with you again

If it is his short he’ll smirk and say ‘since when did you steal that, Querida (my dear)’ and you’ll just blush

If it’s his tank top it’s usually a hot day out. He’ll probably be wearing one too and if you both are wearing one. You’ll both stare at each other with lust and who knows what happens after ;)

If it’s a cowboy hat, my my. He’ll say ‘my my Señorita you look asombrosa (breathtaking) in that hat, I think I need to get one for you’

Sometimes you’d wear it in the summer to get more cover from the sun

He’s once again fallen in love with you. He thinks you couldn’t get any hotter we’ll all you have to do is wear something of his

Rudy

Fleece or hoodie

He’ll blush a little seeing you in his clothes especially for the first time

He’ll complement you and say you could/should wear it more often

He’ll hug you and give you a kiss and mention how good you look in his clothes and he asks if you want to wear any other hoodies he has

If he’s away and your at home you’d where his hoodie till the smell fades they wash it and put his cologne back on there

He loves how if you wear it around the boys it makes him feel a lot more calmer knowing that the boys know your wearing his clothes

Loves that you find comfort in his things like they comfort him

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{Elijah Mikaelson x f!Reader} Request {Anon}: Hi, for kinktober could you do one with Elijah and have shower/ bath sex with some mirror included? Preferably bathroom sex atmosphere and please use she/her pronouns and heterosexuality please and thank you.

♡♡♡ Ugh love this idea anon! I made this one super sappy & steamyy ..♡♡♡

2.4k words - Kinks: mirror sex, shower sex, Elljah being sweet & a tea kettle ..

Elijah could tell you were exhausted the moment you walked into the compound.

The dark circles under your eyes were a sign that you hadn't been sleeping well. Your shoulders were tense, and the bags you were carrying were heavy. He immediately grabbed them from you, setting them aside.

"Ughhhh," you groaned, falling against his chest. "It's been a day, and a half. A long, fucking, exhausting, day and a half."

He squeezed you against him, his fingers running through your hair. Seeing you like this, all he wanted was to make you feel better. "Did you want to talk about it?"

"Not really." You let out a sigh. "Can we just watch a movie, and I don't know..."

You felt so shitty, that the ability to make simple decisions had escaped you. You were too tired to even think.

"I have a better idea," he said, "go take a hot shower and I'll make you a cup of tea. We can cuddle on the couch and watch movies, okay?"

You smiled against him, and then looked up into his warm brown eyes. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss against your lips. Then, with a swat to your ass, he nudged you in the direction of the stairs.

You smiled, loving when he did little things like that.

As you reached the top of the stairs, you could hear him in the kitchen, starting the water for your tea. You went to his bedroom and into the bathroom, turning the shower on and letting the water heat up.

It's always a bit of a strange feeling, using someone else's shower. You looked around at all of the toiletries, everything expensive and high quality, just like him. The thought brought a smile to your face.

His shower was ridiculously fancy, with a huge rain shower head, glass paneling, and a built-in bench. It was all so pristine, it was as if no one had ever used it before.

You got undressed, and stepped under the hot stream of water, the tension in your muscles slowly beginning to dissipate.

You closed your eyes, and tilted your head back, letting the water run through your hair and down your face. The tension in your muscles had begun to melt, and you sighed with relief.

You grabbed an expensive looking bottle, sniffing the contents. It smelled like him, and it made you feel warm inside. He was always so good to you, and he always seemed to know what you needed, even when you didn't.

There was a soft knock at the door.

"Come in," you called out.

He entered, his eyes sweeping across your naked form. "What kind of tea do you want? I have chamomile, green, or I have a new lavender blend that Freya made..."

He was trying his best to keep his gaze focused on your face, but you could tell he was struggling. It made your core throb, just the way he was looking at you.

"Surprise me," you said with a smirk.

"Alright," he said, clearing his throat, and making an effort to leave.

"'lijah?" you called out.

He stopped, and looked at you again. "Yes, love?"

"Would you like to join me?" You asked, biting your bottom lip.

He gave you one of his slow smiles, the lines around his eyes creasing in a way that made you want to melt. "If you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all," you said with a grin.

You watched as he removed his clothes, and folded them neatly, placing them on the sink counter. His eyes never left yours, and the more skin he exposed, the hotter you felt.

The steam had caused his hair to curl a bit, it made him look even sexier, if that was possible.

He opened the door and stepped inside, standing before you, the water running down his skin.

"Hi," he said, smiling shyly.

"Hey," you replied, stepping towards him.

You took his face in your hands, and kissed him, his wet skin sliding against yours. He wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you flush against him, his length pressed between you.

"I have to say, your shower is quite impressive," you said with a grin, leaning in for another kiss.

"Thank you," he said. "I'll be sure to tell my architect."

He pulled you closer, his hand sliding down the slope of your spine, coming to rest on your lower back. He held you like that, the two of you kissing languidly, under the hot stream of water.

He reached for a bottle, pouring some liquid soap into his hand, and then rubbed them together. You loved the way he was looking at you, like he was going to devour you whole.

He ran his hands along your body, his fingers exploring every inch of you. His touch was firm, kneading and massaging your tired muscles. You leaned into him, closing your eyes.

You were feeling relaxed, but you also felt turned on, the way he was touching you, the way his fingers were gliding over your slick, wet skin. You looked up at him, his gaze heavy, and intense.

You smiled, and grabbed the bottle, returning the favor.

His body was perfect. Every inch of him was firm, and smooth. His broad shoulders and muscular chest, and his arms... his arms were something else. You enjoyed his patch of chest hair, and the happy trail leading to his cock. The way the water ran down his face and over his body was enough to drive you crazy.

He was watching you with lustful eyes, the way your hands were exploring his body. You were teasing him, your fingers ghosting along his lower stomach. The heat had seeped into your bones, and the feel of his skin against yours had started a fire inside of you.

You could feel yourself growing more and more aroused, his hard length pressing into your belly, only making you more desperate.

His kisses trailed from your mouth, along your jaw, down your neck, and onto your collar bone. You sighed, your hand coming to tangle in his damp hair, your nails gently scraping his scalp. He took a step forward, backing you up against the wall, the tiles cool against your back.

You reached for him, and wrapped your fingers around his cock. He groaned, his forehead falling against yours. He pressed into you, and you began to stroke him, feeling him grow harder with each pump of your hand.

You loved the way he responded to you, the way the water cascaded down his chest, and the way his breath quickened as you increased the pace of your movements.

He took your wrist and pulled you off of him. Then he guided you towards the bench, getting you to sit down, your back against the tile wall.

"Would you like to see what else this shower is capable of?" He asked with a wicked smile.

"Mmm, show me," you answered, excited to find out.

He reached up and fiddled with a couple of dials, until the jets came on, the water shooting out at different angles, and varying pressures. The steam was thick and heavy in the air.

You could feel the warm water misting against your skin. You sighed, it felt so good. He knelt in front of you, and kissed you, then moved on to your neck. You closed your eyes, your head falling back against the tile.

His kisses trailed from your neck, to your chest, his tongue laving over a nipple. You let out a moan, your body melting against him. His hands moved down your sides, hooking under your knees, spreading your legs.

He continued to kiss his way down, until he reached your core. He paused for a moment, looking up at you, his eyes dark, and lust filled. You bit your lip, and nodded. He grinned, and began to kiss and suck on your inner thigh.

He placed your leg over his shoulder, and then buried his face in between your thighs, his tongue licking up the length of your pussy. Your hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more.

He licked and sucked on your clit, his fingers rubbing your opening. You moaned, your head falling back, your eyes squeezing shut. He was groaning softly, the deep vibrations causing waves of pleasure to course through your body.

He kept a slow, steady rhythm, curling his finger to hit that sweet spot inside of you. Your grip on his hair tightened, and you cried out, his name falling from your lips, lost in the thick, humid air.

Your orgasm was building, your hips grinding against his face. He increased his speed, sucking harder, his finger moving faster, the pressure coiling tighter, and tighter.

And then it happened, a burst of heat and euphoria, rushing through your veins, as the orgasm rippled through your body. You could hear him groan as you clenched around his finger, and his mouth continued to lick and suck at you, drawing out the waves of pleasure.

He removed his finger, and gently sucked and nibbled on your clit, before giving it a tender kiss and leaning back. You were still panting, trying to catch your breath, and regain some sense of reality.

He shook his head, water flying off his hair, a sly smirk on his face. He stood up, and reached behind him, turning the dials off.

He pulled you up, and into his arms, causing you to giggle. He gave you a kiss, and then took a step backwards, bringing you with him, and pushing the shower door open.

"Where are we going?" You asked, laughing.

"Having sex in a shower is never as comfortable as people think," he explained, pulling you out into the steamy bathroom, the air was so thick it was hard to see.

"And I'm worried you'll slip," he said, walking towards the sink counter.

"Ah," you said with a smile. "You're a very thoughtful lover."

He chuckled. "I try."

You laughed, wiping the condensation off the mirror, your hair and skin wet and slick. He was still behind you, kissing and nibbling on the shell of your ear.

You could see him in the reflection, his arms wrapped around you, his hands running over the contours of your body. You pushed your hips back, grinding against him, feeling his cock throb against you.

He looked up, meeting your eyes in the mirror and you smiled, bending over the sink and giving him a wink.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he said, running a hand down the curve of your spine.

You watched him in the reflection, the way his gaze followed the curves of your body, and the way his tongue flicked out, wetting his lips. His fingers weaved through your hair, while his other hand was on his cock, guiding it into you.

The sensation of being filled, stretched and pleasured was so overwhelming. You gripped the counter, and let out a gasp. His fingers gripped your hips, his gaze never leaving yours in the reflection.

"Is this okay?" He asked.

"More than okay," you assured him. "It's so hot, watching us."

You could see the way his face changed, his lips parting, his breathing quickening. His eyes were hooded and dark, a look of lust and desire that had you aching for more.

He moved inside of you, slow and deep, his gaze fixed on yours. You could feel him, filling and stretching you, each movement bringing you closer to the edge.

You enjoyed the way the water darkened all of his features, his hair clinging to his face, the way his eyes were even more intense, the way his skin glistened. You loved the way his muscles flexed, the way he moved inside of you, how his hands were gripping you.

He began to move faster, his cock hitting you in all the right places. He gently tugged on your hair, pulling you back towards him. Your head fell against his chest, his other arm wrapping around you, his lips on your neck, sucking little marks into the soft, sensitive skin.

You could feel him everywhere, all around you, the weight of his body holding you down, the scent of him in the air. His fingers were gripping your hip, his arm was tight around your waist. You were both moaning, your skin sliding against his.

Your eyes met in the mirror, his expression one of pure ecstasy, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, his brows knit together. It was enough to push you over the edge, and send you flying. You moaned his name, and clenched around him, your body pulsing and quivering.

He pulled you back towards him, and thrust into you a few more times, before finding his own release, spilling inside of you.

He stayed there, buried deep, his head on your shoulder, the two of you catching your breath. He kissed the back of your neck, and gently pulled out.

You stood up, and he handed you a towel, and wrapped one around himself. Then he scooped you up, and carried you out to his bedroom.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, setting you down on his bed.

"Much," you said, snuggling into his soft sheets, reaching out for him to join you.

He was about to climb in beside you, when he paused, tilting his head towards the door. Then he stood, rushing out of the room.

You heard him running down the stairs, and then you heard the faint sound of the kettle whistling. You laughed to yourself, shaking your head. He had been so wrapped up in the moment, that he had completely forgotten about the tea.

He returned a few minutes later, and you had made yourself comfortable, waiting for him. He had a sheepish look on his face, and a hot mug of tea in his hand.

"I may have damaged the stove... And the kettle," he admitted, handing you the drink.

You let out a laugh, the steam rising from the cup. "Oh, 'lijah."

He shrugged, climbing into bed beside you, pulling you into his arms.

"How about a movie marathon?" He asked, placing a kiss against your head.

After a long day, nothing was better than this. You were curled up next to him, safe, and loved, and warm. So relaxed that you fell asleep before the first film had even started.

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I need you, now

NSFW 18+

Law drinks some tea that has some unusual effects

Desperate horny Law | Swearing | Intercourse

Law was in his office, getting ready to finish up for the night after another long day. He took a sip of the tea that he had bought from a vendor earlier today wanting to relax and wind down before attempting to get some sleep. He was hoping he could at least get a little bit of sleep tonight before another busy day tomorrow. He drank the first sip of the tea and was pleasantly surprise by the sweet taste, enjoying the flavor he took another sip, and then another. It didn’t take him long to finish the drink already feeling much more relaxed than he had felt previously, though it could have also been due to the long day he had had. He eventually got up from his desk, as he stepped forward, he paused, noticing that something felt off…

Law felt…odd. He started to feel hot, despite the cool air in his office. He noticed his cheeks starting to flush and his temperature rising. He was starting to feel weird, but he still wasn't entirely sure why. He just felt a strange sensation throughout his body, like something was moving inside him from his chest all the way down to his thighs. Law paused again looking down at the mug he had just drunk out of. He noticed it was empty, not even realising that he had finished it all in such a short amount of time. He looked back up and took another step. That was when it hit him. His body started to feel even hotter and he could feel his heart beating faster and harder as he took in a deep breath.

He suddenly felt flustered, his thoughts becoming blurry, and he could feel his legs becoming increasingly wobbly as he took another step forward. His body was becoming more sensitive, every little sensation making him feel...good? As his temperature seemed to steadily increase, his breathing became heavier as he took it all in trying to make sense of the situation.

As Law took a few more shaky steps towards his office door, he felt a strange sensation in his hips. His body was starting to feel increasingly tight and tense. It was like a strange mixture of excitement and arousal, causing his breath to come out hot and heavy. He was starting to notice how sensitive his skin had become as every little touch of his clothing to his body set off ripples of pleasure that made him want to...y/n. His thoughts suddenly snapped to girlfriend.

"Y/n..." He mumbled softly under his breath as he stumbled out of his office and started walking in the direction of your room. His entire body felt like it had been set on fire from the inside out. The heat was spreading throughout his body, making him want to…y/n. He needed you, he felt compelled to find you. He started to walk down the hallways, now more excited and riled up than he had ever been in his entire life.

As Law got closer to your room, he started walking faster, the thought of finding you dominating his mind. He couldn't explain why, but for some reason, he felt like he needed you, right now. Like he wanted you with every fiber of his being at that precise moment. He couldn't explain it, but he just needed you desperately. The closer he got to your room, the more this feeling grew, and he could suddenly hear heavy breathing coming from his own throat.

Now practically panting heavily just from the thought of seeing you, a strange sense of lust was growing inside of him. He felt like he wanted you right now, no matter what. No matter what you were doing, no matter who you might be with at that very moment. He just wanted you, needed you. His pace rapidly increased as his body practically buzzed with excitement. His breathing became even heavier as the thought of having you, of holding you, kissing you, touching if you…Before he had even realised it, Law had reached your room, the door now barely able to hold his desperate body back. His body was starting to shake and tremble as his thoughts were filled with you, his entire being now consumed by an overwhelming desire for you. He didn’t even care if anyone saw him like this, he just needed you. Right. Now.

Grabbing onto the door handle, Law threw the door open, desperate to see you immediately. His body felt like it was practically vibrating now as every last cell in his body was filled with a burning fire of lust. Every little moment of anticipation and thought about you had built and he could no longer hold back. He wanted you. He Needed you. Needed you. The words repeated in his head.

As Law swung the door open into you bedroom, he finally spotted you... You were laying on your bed, reading a book totally unaware what Law was going through. When you looked up and noticed him standing in the doorway, a smile briefly crossed over your face. You was surprised to see him standing there, though you had quickly gathered that there was something wrong. He didn't look right. His breathing was shallow, his eyes glazed over as his entire body trembled with what seemed to be a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

"Law..." you said softly, now realising just how unusual his current state was. You were starting to get worried as you noticed just how frantic he seemed. His breathing was heavy, and he was now trembling visibly, unable to control his body. Something was clearly wrong.

"Y/n...I-..." he stuttered out between heavy breaths as he stared back at you now completely overwhelmed by his current urges. His mind had gone completely foggy as he felt like he’d lost all control of his body. The sensation of desire was growing within him... A soft blush spread across his cheeks now before he managed to stutter out more words.

"I...I...need..." he began to slowly walk towards you, his body now completely enslaved by the feelings that were flooding through him. Your breath hitched at his sudden actions as Law began walking towards you. He was acting very strange, you had never seen him like this before. You could see the lust in his gaze as you blushed, feeling your heart race as he drew closer and closer to you. A faint groan escaped Law's lips as his entire body trembled as he grew even closer. The desire in his eyes clear for you to see. As the distance between you grew smaller, so did the control he had over his thoughts and body.

"Y/n..." Law said your name in a whisper as he came to a stop next to you, his hot breath brushing against your face as he stared down at you, his entire being consumed by lust and need.

There was no trace of his usual stoic demeanor on his face, instead it was replaced by pure desire and desperation as he stared down at you, his entire body throbbing with the need to touch you, to feel you against him..

“Please” *his words came out with a slight whimper, a stark contrast in his usual tone. You were speechless at this, never in your life had you seen him like this...never had you expected him to be this...out of control. The sight was both worrying and arousing at the same time. You could barely process what was happening as he stared back at you with longing and lust.

“Let me touch you…” he said in a breathy whisper as his hands reached out towards you, now barely able to restrain himself from doing much...more. His entire body was trembling now with need, unable to make a rational decision as all he wanted was you.

You could barely gather thought as his hands reached towards your body, now beginning to tremble from his touch. Was he really this...desperate? You let out a small gasp as he pulled you against his body, pressing himself closely against you as his hands began to roam with a needy touch. Your eyes widened slightly at his touch, feeling your lungs tighten as the air suddenly felt heavy. You could feel the heat of his arousal pressed against you as you took in every sensation and inch of his touch. Your hands slowly began to roam his body in turn, your body now filling with your own excitement.

Law moaned softly as your hands began to touch his body. He had never felt this vulnerable with you before, but at this moment, he couldn't care less. The desire coursing through his body had overpowered any sense of shame or modesty. All he felt was this overwhelming urge to touch you, to be with you. His breath grew heavier against your neck as he pressed himself more firmly against you.

“More…” Law whispered into your ear between heavy breaths. His entire body was trembling now, his hands grabbing you as he desperately tried to get more of you. The feeling of your curves pressed against him was all he needed to keep up his raging arousal, his body throbbing from the inside out.

He began pulling at your shirt as he planted heavy kisses along your jaw and neck, desperate to touch more of your skin. It was as if he couldn't get enough of you, as if nothing else mattered but feeling more of you. His hands finally managed to pull your shirt off before instantly moving to his next goal as they desperately started to wander towards your lower body. His breath grew even heavier as his hands finally reached your hips.

You could barely process what was happening as your brain became completely overwhelmed with lust at his touch. You were left feeling completely breathless, your breath hitchted in your throat as he pulled at your shirt. You tried to think, to find reason in the situation, but your mind was now only filled with his touch. You could do nothing but let out a small moan as he began to kiss feverishly at your neck and jaw, your body trembling in the process.

His hands had moved lower now, his fingers brushing against your thighs as your breath became shaky and erratic. Your thoughts once again completely overtaken by the sensations he was making you feel. You felt the heat in between your thighs grow hotter as your body starting to ache with desire.

Law was completely lost now as he leaned in to press his head against your chest, licking lightly along your exposed skin as he moved his way down to your breasts. You let out a soft gasp at the touch, your breath rapidly becoming sharper and faster as you felt his tongue slide over your exposed nipples. His hands had now moved even lower tugging at your shorts, frustrated at the barrier of clothing in his way.

“Need these off, now” he murmured in between licks and kisses over your breasts. You didn't say a word as Law finally managed to get your shorts off, practically ripping them from you. Law had pulled your shorts off and dropped them to the floor in one quick movement, his hands quickly moving to her exposed skin as he practically threw you onto the bed. He was begging for you at this point. His body throbbing with desire as he pulled you closer to him, his hands sliding up and down your body as his own body caged over you. His breath coming in a mixture of panting and groans, his eyes glazed over with lust as he leaned down coming into contact with your soft lips. You could do nothing but whimper slightly as the weight of his body pinned you against the bed. Your body's lust took over, aching for his touch, his lips. The pressure of his body pressing against yours was causing your heart to race, your mind to fog.

His hands began scrambling to pull at his own clothes, desperate to feel your skin against his own. As he finally discarded his clothes, the sensation of your skin against his was enough to nearly drive him feral. His mind was filled with only you as his hands began roaming your body once more, his mouth hungrily devouring yours lips

“You taste delicious” he panted in between hungry kisses.

You could barely respond as his lips locked yours in place, his desperate desire fully taking over. Your hands wrapped around his body, gripping tightly as you felt him press against you. The heat of your bodies pressed closely together as his mouth continued to devour your lips. His hands roamed and caressed your body, his touches becoming frantic as the desire coursing through his body became nearly overwhelming. He let out a low groan in his throat as his body tightened against yours, his hips pressing into yours as his body became more feverish.

You let out a moan of her own as you felt his body press even more firmly against yours. You were starting to ache, your body beginning to quiver from the sensation of your bodies pressed closely together. There was no escape, nor did you want there to be. Your own hands began exploring his muscular body, finding their way up his bare back and down his arms. Law moaned softly into your neck as your hands traced the outlines of his muscles, your touch sending shivers down the entirety of his body. Law's own hand found its way around your waist and back, gripping you against him. His eyes were now locked to you, his gaze full of lust as he tried to contain himself. He was starting to shake and shiver, needing this more than he'd ever needed anything in his life.

“I need more” his hot breath grazed your neck as he gave into his desires completely pushing himself slowly inside you. Law let out a louder moan than he intended at the feeling of him filling you completely. “Mmm you feel so good”

You let out your own soft moan as your hands wrapped around him tighter and your legs closed around his hips as your bodies began to become one. Your eyes remained locked to his, your breathing growing shaky as your body began to shiver even more. Law's breath hitched as he felt your legs wrap around him, his hips grinding slowly into you as he felt himself slipping even further into madness. He was barely able to even control himself, so desperate for you, he began to kiss you feverishly trying to hold back grunts “Feels…feels so good” he practically moaned into your mouth.

The deep steady pace of his thrusts, the sensation of him stretching you out sent shivers down your entire body. Your fingers began to dig into his back as he continued to grind against you, the heat overtaking both of your bodies as your own breath got a bit more erratic. Your legs squeezing him tighter as pleasure overwhelmed your mind.

His kisses became feverish, his tongue lashing against your own as his mouth was getting hotter and hotter. He felt like he was losing control as his breathing hitched again, he was unable to contain himself anymore. His body started to tense even further, his grip tightening around you as he began to push harder, faster against you, his back arching as he finally lost all control.

“Need…need more” Law's thrusts became faster as he reached a breaking point, his breath hitched between panting and moans as he became more and more desperate. His eyes remained locked to yours in a lustful desire, watching as yours rolled up into the sky as pleasure overwhelmed you. “F-fuck…L-law~”

"Y-y/n..." he groaned out in between breaths, gritting his teeth to contain himself as he pressed harder against you. His pace growing faster with the overwhelming need to consume you coursing through his mind and body. His entire body was trembling now, trembling with the desire of you. "y/n~...I-i can’t stop…too good”

“L-law~” you whispered back through moaning breath, your hand moves up to his hair gripping it tightly which results in a low growl from Law’s throat. Your own body began to tense even further, as your legs squeezed against around him tightly. Your pleasure was growing, building up as you too started to get close. “Oh god L-law…just like that~”

Law groaned, his back arching as your words sent shivers down his spine. His hands were clenched into the sheets now, his body throbbing as he kept up his deep fast pace. His own pleasure was growing, it was almost too overwhelming, but he tried to hold it together for a bit longer. He moaned out again as his thrusts became a feverish. His body was quivering now, his back arching to the point where he needed to hold onto the bed and bed frame for support. He felt like he was reaching his breaking point. “F-fuck I-“

Law moaned your name, it came out in a low, hoarse growl as he continued to move rhythmually, his body tensing up even further. He was almost there. He was almost at his breaking point. “Y-y/n…god you’re going to make me cum”

Your back arched back as much as it could, your face tensing as you got lost in the overwhelming feeling. Your body began to tremble uncontrollably, and you felt like you couldn't take it anymore. “L-law~ mmm Law~" your repeated his name like a prayer.

Hearing his name come from your sweet lips caused his eyes roll back as he groaned out even louder. His entire body trembling as the pleasure began to come over him completely. His thrusts became faster and stronger as he moved on top of you with even more force, his body becoming closer to his breaking point. “I-i can’t last much longer” he groaned as he continued to pump harder and faster into you, gripping the frame even tighter as he got closer and closer to his climax with each thrust. He was gripping onto the frame so tight it seemed like his hands would leave indentions on it. His breaths hitched and hoarse with each movement he made. “Almost-“ he grunted out, he could feel it coming. The pleasure was growing even more intense as he reached closer to the finish line, his thrusts becoming ever faster and more harsh with each passing moment as the overwhelming pleasure began to hit him. “Hnnngg~ Y-you feel so-“ he groaned out, unable to compose himself even in his current state as his body began to tremble on its own accord. “So goood~”

Your body was quivering, the pleasure overwhelming you. Your breaths grew harsher and shorter by the second, as if you was unable to breath in your current state. “Oh G-godd…L-law.” you moaned out as you were so close to reaching the point of no return.

Law started to lose control, he couldn't contain it anymore. “Y/n…I-I’m coming~” he hissed out through his breath. With his words you felt your own pleasure hit you as your body tensed and you let out a loud moan as your climax washed over you. His grip on the frame loosening as he moaned loudly. His thrusts slowed down, his body shaking and trembling uncontrollably. His breaths came shorter and heavier as he gritted his teeth and grunted, and with one final deep pump, he groaned out your name one last time as his body and tensed up and shook uncontrollably. “Hnng y/nnn” he let out a hoarse moan, his body shaking on top of you as he finally released inside of you. Law’s entire body collapsed ontop of you panting for breath.*Oh god-“ he breathed in quickly between gasps, his lips parted as your name fell from his lips once again. “Y-y/n-..” his entire body was shaking as his hips became still. He clutched his eyes shut and his words became whispers “y/n…”

After you regained some composure you broke the silence between you. “Feeling better?” you lightly teased as you ran your fingers through his hair.

"Shut up." he muttered under his breath, He opened his eye slightly, only to look away out of embarrassment. You felt his body start to become less tense, as your fingers ran through his hair. Law's lips curled into a smile a little bit, and he breathed in and out quietly. The adrenaline was still rushing through him though he was growing more and more relaxed.

He began to slow his breaths as his body slowly calmed down. He sighed out with a smirk on his face as you continued to run your fingers through his hair. His eyes remained half-lidded as he relaxed into your touch. Law's body was now even more relaxed. You could feel his muscles loosening, and when he finally spoke his voice was soft and calm. "Much better," he finally admits softly.

“Want to tell me what all that was about?” you smile referring to his previous desperate aroused state.

"I'd rather not." he replied, his lips curling up into a small smirk as you played with his hair. He seemed to be much more mellow now, although it sounded like there was an underlying tone of amusement in his voice. "Besides, you looked like you enjoyed it, are you complaining?" he added cheekily. Law chuckled softly at his own comment, although he seemed slightly embarrassed despite his amused tones. He kept his eyes closed now, as he enjoyed the feeling of your fingers, especially after the rush of excitement and pleasure he experienced.

You purposely ignored his question and instead decided to tease him a bit further. “Pretty sure the whole ship might have heard your act of desperation you know…”

"Shut. Up." he mumbled out under his breathe, albeit half-jokingly. "That's not all they heard though. Pretty sure they also heard my name being mentioned a number of times." he added on, chuckling softly as he finally opened his eyes to look at you.

“Touché~” you smiled back at him.

"I should never have brought you on this ship." he muttered jokingly out under his breath. His eyes remained fixed on your lips now as you smiled back at him. The feeling of you playing with his hair was calming and soothing for him, and it felt as if he could just fall asleep right here and now just by feeling your touch. His eyelids slowly began to close again.

“Shut up you’d be lost without me” you smirk playfully.

"Yes, I would be lost without you. I would absolutely be miserable without you," The words came out of his mouth faster than he expected. But he couldn't deny how true that statement was. He would have been lost if you weren’t here with him.

[dontopenfairies]

They walk back to his car after a long hike in the snow.

“It’s so nice out,” she says as she opens the passenger side door. “Even in the middle of winter.”

It is nice out, the sky is blue and the sunlight is hitting the icicles in the trees in just the right way.

“It’s nice to get out early, too, because now we have a whole day ahead of us,” she says, starting to pull on her seatbelt before letting it slide back. “Ugh, I’m sweating from the walk.” She pulls off her sweater and undoes the straps of her snow bibs, pulling them down. She doesn’t stop with just the top part, though. She shimmies the snowbibs down past her upper thighs, exposing a swollen, yellowed diaper. As he usually does when she does this, he looks away.

“Oh, wow, I peed so much,” she says, patting the diaper. He starts the car and pulls away from the curb, face getting hot.

“Can you turn off my heated seat?” she asks. “It’s just making me hotter…I’m just going to take these off.” She slips off her boots and kicks off the snowbibs entirely, leaving them on the floor of the car at her feet. Then she leans back into the seat and start patting her diaper again, making a wet smack sound.

“Focusing on driving, huh?” she says. “That’s good. I’m just going to keep patting my diaper.” He can feel his face getting hotter. “Are you blushing, or are you just cold?”

“Can you stop smacking the…the diaper?” he asks. “It’s making me feel weird.”

“Huh, is it making something feel tickly inside you?” she asks. “How about a little bit tingly in your pants?”

“Shut up,” he mutters as they round a bend.

“Aww, why? It’s okay to get turned on. Even by gross stuff. See, I’m not hurting anybody,” she says, smacking the front of her diaper again. “In fact, this feels kind of good…I bet you think it sounds good, too.”

“N-not really,” he says, pulling into her driveway. “It’s gross and weird. You don’t even *need* diapers. Why are you wearing one?” They park in the garage.

“Because it feels so nice,” she says. “It’s all warm and comfy and soft…”

He gets out of the car and walks around to open her door for her. It’s cold in the garage and smells like that snowy, cold concrete smell. He shivers.

“Aww, what a gentleman, opening my door,” she says, gathering her snowbibs and boots off the floor and pressing them against his chest so that he’ll carry them for her. “One second, I have to piss again.” She braces herself against the car door and squats a little bit, pee hissing into her diaper. “Okay, much better.” She straightens up and follows him into the house.

“Are you okay, honey?” she asks as he makes them tea in the kitchen. “You’re kind of shivery. And your nose is running a little. Did you catch a chill?”

“No,” he says, wiping his nose on his sleeve.

“Are you sure? Come here,” she says, opening her arms. He walks over obediently and she pulls him in, rubbing her hand across his forehead. “You’re chilly,” she says. “Let’s bring the tea to the living room and get you cozy under some blankets on the couch.”

“O-okay,” he says, extremely aware of how close he is to her full diaper.

“I need to go change this,” she says, gesturing at her crotch. He tries not to look as she gets up and walks away, but he can’t help it. He wishes seeing her swollen diaper sway didn’t make him feel so…something…but he can’t make it go away.

He sits down at the table and starts to sip his tea. She’s right, he is chilly. His teeth are chattering when she comes back, wearing a new tshirt and pajama pants over a fresh diaper.

“Aww, honey,” she says. She’s holding something behind her back. “I got the couch all set up for you.”

She leads him to the living room, where the couch is stacked with blankets. She beckons him to sit down and then reveals what she was hiding behind her back. A white diaper.

“I thought you already changed,” he says.

“I did. This isn’t for me.”

“Wh-who is it for, then?”

“Who do you think, silly? Come on, this’ll help you warm up. We should start with something cozy on the bottom and layer up.”

“N-no,” he protests.

“Shh, shh, baby. It’s okay if you need to pretend you don’t want it. But unless I hear a safe word, we’re carrying on. Okay?”

He feels his head nod up and down, and then another violent attack of shivers overtake him.

“Ohh, sweetheart. Okay, diaper is coming on. Help me with your pants.”

It feels the way he’s been imagining it would feel when he watches her put one on every morning. He’s relaxing, his whole body is relaxing into her, and she was right, it feels warm and snuggly under his pants.

“You liked that, huh? Feeling better?” she asks, stroking his back as he leans into her. “Okay, blanket time.” She pulls a heavy blanket around his shoulders, and then another. “And do you want to watch a cartoon? You can pick.”

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: anon request - "i neeedddd more fics of jake eating the reader out!! can you make one??" 

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, masterbation, toy usage (solo and together), mainly oral (f rec), fingering, squirting, dirty talk, praising, pet names, sexting, breeding kink? really descriptive filth - read with caution 

Word count: 1.6.k | not edited 

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It's been a few days since you and Jake last had sex. 

You both were busy people and by the time you get home, you're both exhausted and usually end up passing out on the couch. 

You were home today, which only led to you craving him. 

Aching for him to be in between your legs. 

You needed him and you were going to find a way to get him home. 

You pull out your phone, typing out a text to Jake, you wanna know something? 

You chew on your lip as you wait for a response. A smirk grows on your lips as he gives you the go ahead, Spill the tea baby. 

You laugh slightly and shake your head, I've been craving you all. Damn. Day. 

You bite your lip as you hit send and your heart starts to race faster. You get nervous, you'd be embarrassed if someone actually saw anything. 

Your phone rings with Jake's text tone and you pick it up, Aw hellll yeah!! I'll be home soon baby, okay? 

You whine, Please make it soon. I need you. You smirk as you set your phone down. You step back and lean down, opening Instagram. 

You scroll down a few posts, liking some, reading comments on others, until you get to one specific post and it makes your heart skip a beat. 

Jake posted, and he posted the pictures from his recent shoot. 

Pictures that you didn't get to see. 

You bite your lip, smirking as you decide to roll with it. You go back to your message thread with Jake and giggle, What the fuck, babe? You're really going to do that to me? 

Jake instantly responds, Whoa what do what? 

What did I do? 

You feel bad for laughing, but you know you're going to get him good, You actually posted those pictures? Without letting me see first? 

You see the bubbles pop up, followed by a really plain text from Jake, Really. 

You smirk, tilting your head as you type, They're so hot, Jake. What the fuck.

You laugh and rest your chin in the palm of your hand as you wait. You roll your eyes as you read his text, letting out a laugh, They are hot, but you know what's hotter? Where this conversation is heading so keep it going baby. 

So you comply, keeping the conversation going, in hopes it'll get him home sooner, And then to only see them after I tell you how much I need you, Jake, baby. I think I need to do something about it. 

You press and put your thumbnail between your teeth, biting down gently as you anxiously await for a response. 

Your phone lights up and you let out a breath as you lean in, your cheeks heating up as your eyes scan over the text. 

Don't get off until I come home. Leaving now. 

You strip your clothes as you make your way to the bedroom, leaving a trail for Jake to follow as soon as he walks through the door. 

Excitement coursing through your body, "Yes yes yes!"

You throw your phone down on the bed and walk over to what Jake call, The Special Fun Time Drawer, and look over your options. 

You grab your wand and take a deep breath, "Please be charged, please be charged." 

You press the button and a low zzzzzz starts to sound. You let out a sigh and click it off, "Fuck yes." 

You shut the door, but not all the way, and walk back over to the bed. You get under the covers and spread your legs.

You gasp as you feel the vibration glide through your clit. You bring your phone up, snapping a picture of your boobs that are half covered by the blanket with a text, to see full boob, you need to make it up to me for making me wait. 

You set your phone down, tilting your head back as the thought of Jake coming home to fuck you ravages through your mind. 

Your phone buzzes and you bring it up, smirking as you read over his response, You don't have to worry about that baby. I'm coming to make you feel good. 

You kick the blankets off, taking another picture of Jake, but this time it's your pov and it's a video instead. 

You roll your hips against your vibrator, whimpering out quietly as you angle your hips on a spot that sends a chill of pleasure over your body. 

You force yourself to pull the wand away, pressing stop  before sending it to Jake. 

You lay your head back, breathing heavy as you clench around nothing, "Fuck." You whine out, picking up your phone. 

Jake read your message right away, quickly responding, Did you cum yet? 

You tap across the keyboard with your thumb , I didn't, daddy. I promise. 

The response you got back from Jake was shocking, but fucking hot, Fuck I'm getting you pregnant.

You needed him so bad, you'd do anything, You can do anything to me. You set your phone down, eyes fluttering shut as you press the vibrator harder against your clit, "Fuck, fuck." 

You grab the sheets below you grinding your hips as you moan out quietly. Your heels dig into the bed and you're almost there. 

But you stop because Jake's voice startles you, "Are you about to cum?" 

You look over at him, sitting up slightly, "N-no." 

He smirks, slipping his shirt off, "Liar." 

You laugh slightly, whining, "I need it, Jake." You toss the vibrator on the bed and fall back, "Please." 

"I need it, Jake." He mocks you as he crawls up onto the bed,  "Please Jake."  He lays a hand on your knee, spreading your legs open, his whole mood changing the second he seen your soaked cunt. 

He moves in between your legs, laying down, "You're soaked." 

"Haven't had ya in a while." You whine and Jake chuckles, "Yeah, yeah. I'll get right on that." 

He moves his head between your legs and presses his mouth onto your pussy. His lips part and his tongue slips out, dragging up and down your opening. 

You let out a relieved gasp, moaning loudly as your back arches off the bed. 

He slides up, lips curling around your clit. You lay your hand on his head and tilt your head back, "Fuck. Jake." 

He lifts his head, "I still don't want you to cum yet." 

You groan, "P-please." He kisses the inside of your thigh, "It'll be worth it, baby. I promise." He reaches beside you, grabbing your vibrator off of the bed, "I'm gonna need this." 

"No, no." You whine, "Don't tease me." 

He clicks the button and all you get back in response is the buzz the wand. 

You let out a sigh and watch as he drags it down the inside of your thigh, "Just lay back and let me make it up to you, okay?" 

You nod, biting your lip as he sets the vibrator on your clit, causing your thighs to tense a little bit. 

Jake chuckles slightly, "That feel good?" You nod at him and he smirks, "Good, let me hear ya, baby." 

He slides the wand down onto your opening, resting it against as his lips move to suck your clit. 

His tongue flicks over the sensitive nub and the vibration radiating through you drives you nuts. 

You moan loudly, wiggling your lips, "P-please, Jake." 

Jake moves the wand and dips his head down, slipping his tongue into you. You lay your hand on his head, moaning out loudly, "Shit." You reach beside you grab your wand. 

Jake moves so you can press the vibrator to your clit and he slips two fingers inside of you. He presses a hand to the side of your thigh and holds your leg open as he pumps his fingers in and out. 

"F-fuck." You moan out loudly, "D-Daddy, please let me cum." 

Jake smirks, "Whatcha want baby?" 

You moan out, clenching around his fingers, "Can I please cum, daddy?" 

Jake gets up, fingers still in your pussy, "Can you cum right now?" You nod quickly, "y/yes." Jake curls his fingers and you add pressure to your clit, "P-please." 

You arch your back, eyes rolling closed as his fingers curl up and down repeatedly, "Fuck." 

"Cum for me, baby." Jake says as he speeds up the pace of his fingers. You let out a loud moan, arching your back off the bad as you cum. 

You look down, watching as Jake keeps rubbing your pussy as you squirt, "Fuck." You moan loudly, "Shit, shit." 

"Atta girl, baby." Jake leans up, planting a kiss to your temple, "How was that?" 

You smile up at him nodding, "So good." 

"Mm." Jake leans in kissing your neck, "Feel good?" 

"Felt so fucking good." You whisper, "Need more of you." Jake nods with a chuckle and you give him a look, "What's so funny?" 

He pulls you up to him, "It's that Jake Webber effect." 

You laugh, "Oh yeah? And what's that exactly?." You place your hands on either side of his neck. 

Jake smirks, tilting his head, "You can't go a day without me or else you turn into a lunatic." 

You smirk and lowly and shrug, "Can't help that I'm addicted to you." 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

I know this is short im sorry, but I hope you enjoyed! 

Thank you for reading! Ilysm 🖤

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated! 🖤

[farfromstrange]

Fictober Day 10: College!Matt

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Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Prompt: College!Matt (✨)

Summary: On a cold night in his dorm room, Matt decides to try and warm you up. With his fingers.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), fingering, college!Matt, Foggy gets traumatized, use of "good girl"

Word Count: 1.7k

A/n: (I’m sorry for posting this a day late.) I’m obsessed with this guy's fingers, can you tell? Something about a rainy day with college!Matt while he takes care of Reader just... does something to me.

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Rain falls over the grounds of Columbia University, pattering against the window of Matt’s dorm room. You’re tucked neatly under the big throw blanket you knitted for him last winter, but it’s his body truly keeping you warm as Toy Story plays on your old laptop.

You met him in your Criminal Law class one semester ago. Most of the time, he would come in, sit in the row before you, open his Braille textbook, and listen silently for the rest of the lecture. You were the only person he talked to, the only person he made an effort to pay attention to. At first, you thought he had merely taken pity on you, but the more time passed, the more you started to enjoy his presence. 

It was he who asked you to dinner first; he didn’t take you out to a fancy restaurant because, after all, you were both broke college students who couldn’t afford it, but he ordered pizza, and you spent most of the night curled up on a blanket under a sky full of stars as you painted a picture of the constellations for him. He told you about his father, the accident that blinded him, and why he chose to become a lawyer. He told you about his roommate, too, and how Foggy had become his best friend he wouldn’t trade for the world. You saw all of him that night. He was no longer just the mysterious nerd from your Criminal Law class, he was the man you were falling in love with. 

The silence between you is interrupted by a rumble of thunder. You inch closer to him, seeking comfort with your head on his chest. It is an utterly ugly fall night.

“You’re not watching the movie,” Matt observes. His fingers travel from the nape of your neck down your spine. “You okay?”

You hum. “I’m just cold.”

“Yeah? Want me to warm you up?”

A shiver runs down your spine.

“Hm?” he asks.

“Yeah,” you whisper, “I… I’d like that.” 

He makes you feel like a teenager. Like you’ve never really known what love is until he came along, and maybe you haven’t. 

Lightning strikes and streams into the room, illuminating his face in a white, hot glow. 

Matt rolls you under him. He’s warm against your skin. His fingers move carefully over your clothed stomach to your hip, pulling you just a little closer, and then, he kisses you. Slowly, carefully, almost hesitantly. He moves against you with utmost caution—he always does. 

He kisses you like you are a fragile porcelain doll, at first, at least. He waits for that hitch in your breath, the little jump of your heart that gives away how badly you need him before he allows himself to kiss you deeper. You taste like Chamomille tea and Chinese takeout, and a little like him.

His hand slides under the waistband of your shorts. He doesn’t dare pull the blanket away, doesn’t dare to undress you; he caresses you with the warmest of hands, kisses you with the warmest of lips, and the world just falls away.

Matt cups your pussy through your underwear. You gasp at the contact, gentle and tentative as ever. Just feeling you. 

“This okay?” he asks.

Your hand comes to rest over his. “Yes,” you breathe.

He traces a line over your clothed clit, over your folds. You shiver, but the cold has little to do with it. The room is so much hotter than it was a moment ago. The rain has disappeared into a haze of labored breathing and the steady beating of his heart against yours.

You look at him. You look into his eyes, the way he’s taking you in with every stroke of his fingers. He’s focused on you and you alone, your body a temple he needs to worship. If your skin didn’t resemble a block of ice he would get on his knees and feast on you until your legs were shaking around his head, but it’s too cold. You are too cold.

Your pulse jumps under his lips, trailing a path down your neck. “You smell good,” he whispers. 

“You feel good,” you whisper back.

A chuckle breaks from his chest. He moves the fabric of your panties aside and slowly but gradually runs a finger through your folds. 

Your hips jerk off the mattress toward his, feeling the rock-hard length of his cock pressing against your stomach. The moan gets stuck in your throat. You may be alone, but there is something incredibly intimate about being with someone who can hear and feel everything. 

“Don’t be shy, baby. I wanna hear you.”

He knows. He always knows. You can bury your face in his neck all you want; in the end, Matt always gets what he wants.

His middle finger travels from your aching entrance to your clit. The pleasure digs its nails into your belly, tying your nerves into a knot and setting fire to it—like a bomb waiting to explode.

You moan into his neck. 

“Good girl.” He circles the sensitive bundle of nerves. “So good.”

You tangle your fingers in his hair for something to hold on to. He circles, and he rubs, and he circles your clit some more. One finger turns to two. He cups your pussy, almost caressing it with how gently he’s driving you to the brink of insanity. How badly he wants to just sink into you and fuck you into the mattress until the old wood of his dorm bed breaks, but he’s content like this. Touching you, feeling you, making you come. 

He dips one digit into you. When you moan again, louder this time, he takes that as his cue to go ahead. 

Matt is only discovering you anew every time he touches you.

He sinks his finger deeper into you, feeling your walls clenching around him. “So wet,” he purrs. “Does that feel good?” Just as the words leave him, he curls his finger just so. He finds the spot that makes your toes curl with complete and utter ease; your entire body begins to buzz with electricity. 

“Fuck. Yes.” Your nails dig into his scalp. “Don’t stop. Please,” you beg.

Matt slides another finger into your tight cunt, relishing in the noises you’re making. He places his nose against your throat, against your pulse point. Your heart is beating so fast, and it’s all because of him. 

No other man has ever touched you like this.

No other man has ever made you feel like this.

And no other man has ever known you quite like he does. 

Sweat drips down your back under your thick wool sweater. Thunder and lightning take their turns shaking New York, but the only storm you can focus on is the one raging in your core. 

Matt thrusts his fingers in and out of you. He strokes your walls, strokes the fire in your belly. His thumb presses down on your clit. Right there. He plays you like an instrument.

“C’mon. You’re so close,” he says. He feels it in the way you clench around him, hears it in the way you’re thrashing and moaning and crying out for him, and he smells it. He smells it all over and inside of you.

The knot tightens. Your legs shut around his hand, though he doesn’t stop you. He wants you to get there—needs you to.

He kisses you. He kisses your neck, your collarbone, then back to your lips again. Tongues tangle and teeth clash. You are so close, indeed.

“Gonna come,” you confess. 

Matt smirks. “I know.” 

“Please, Matty.”

“I know, sweetie.” He finds that spot again, and again, and again. “Come for me. I’ve got you.”

You surrender yourself to the pleasure as the fire reaches its fever pitch, and the bomb explodes. His name is a faint cry on your lips in the empty darkness of his dorm. 

Matt works you through it, your toes curling and uncurling against the silk sheets underneath you. He listens to every last twitch of your muscles until finally, you slump and relax against him. 

“Hi.” Your eyes flutter open. He smiles. “Still cold?” he asks.

“I’m sweating,” you say.

He chuckles. “Yeah, you are.”

You meet his eyes. Your heart jumps another beat. And another.

“I love you, you know that?” He nudges your nose with his. “I love you.” 

You open your mouth to answer. You want to kiss him. You want to make love to him. You want to finish college and find a nice apartment in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen, and one day maybe marry him. Because you love him, too. 

But you get none of that out. The words are there, but before you can utter those three words back to him, the door bursts open, and a very drunk Foggy stumbles into the room. 

“Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey!” he roars. “The prodigal son returns!”

Matt pulls the blanket up to your chin. “Foggy!” he snaps.

He was supposed to be out all night.

He stands in the doorway for a moment, a bottle of tequila in his hand, and he looks between you with a frown on his face.

“Okay, I feel like I’m interrupting something,” he realizes.

You bite your lip, trying not to laugh while Matt’s cheeks have turned red enough to rival a field of tomatoes. 

“Oh!” Foggy’s eyes widen. “Am I interrupting sex?” 

“Dude!” Matt reaches for a pillow. “Get out!” And he tosses it in his direction. 

Much to your surprise, it lands directly in his face. 

“First of all, ow! Second of all, how? And third of all,” he says, “Use protection. I’m out.”

The door falls shut as fast as it opened. 

“Sex rocks!”

You can’t hold it in anymore; you start laughing, burying your face in his chest. His entire body is hot with embarrassment. It’s cute, in a way.

“Jesus,” he says. “I’m sorry.” 

You shake your head. “It’s fine. It’s… I love him.”

“You love him?” 

“And I love you,” you say, rolling over and on top of him. “I love you, Matt Murdock.”

He smirks. “That’s better.”

“Shut up.”

He giggles, but your lips cut him off. 

You love him, and you’d be damned if you didn’t make use of your alone time before Foggy comes back.

Again.

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[schlattslonghairytoes]

paint me like one of your french models 🎨

A.P calc teacher schlatt x A.P studio art teacher reader

Mr. Schlatts halloween party takes quite the turn.

Once all the girls at the table calmed down, their only request was that they were filled in about your weekend plans on monday, to which you actually agreed

now the hard part was picking a cute costume for you and schlatt, i mean he didn't really seem like a costume kinda guy

there was 20 minutes left in the period and you needed to find something fast

it was the last class of the day and schlatts party was tomorrow, and you knew you wanted to hand make yours and schlatts costume 

so you turned to the six bright eyed girls you had grown to love

your class was very relaxed, if they did their work and you would play music games and movies, your students loved you

but these girls ADORED you.

it was alanna, deyvn, natalia, lucy, renn, and kezia.

they were all so genuinely themselves, and they made you feel like you were one of them, they told you EVERYTHING, and i mean everything.

each one had such a different personality, yet they all were so close. You were gonna miss them next year

you slid your wheely chair over to their table and called for their attention

“Girls, im calling a meeting, i need your help” you sighed and looked around at them

"thats funny considering youre the teacher." alanna giggeled to herself

"shut up al, i wanna hear about her and mr schlatt" kezia said, suddenly paying very close attention, she never cared about classes, but gossip, oh she would have an A+ if it was a class

"dont be rude, anyways, as you heard before, me and ja- Mr. schlatt. are gonna have a matching costume for his party tomorrow and you guys are much cooler than me, what should we be?" you begged

each girl began searching pintrest and finding ideas until renn found something she deemed great

"ok, lightbulb! you guys should be adam and eve" everyone began to protest her idea but she continued on "everyone shut it, hear me out. number one hes religious, right? number two your bodies tea. you would look hot as fuck. cmon its a great idea."

"renn let me get this straight, you want me to wear a leaf over my cooch? and boobs? to a school function? with other teachers from this school??? yknow what your on a ban, no more ideas from you"

they all started hysterically laughing as renn raised her hands in surrender "any ideas that i can wear without being slut shamed by the schools faculty?" you asked

natalia was up next " what if you did flynn and rapunzel, wait no, actually tell Mr. Nivison to be Flynn, ugh hes so hot, why not match with him." that began a four minute argument about weither Mr. Schlatt was hotter, or Mr. Nivison

"can someone please lock in and find me a costume?" you begged over their debate

"okay i might have an idea." deyvn said, "ok so what if you were the starry night and Mr. schlatt was van gogh." she suggested, before i could even comment lucy butted in

"wait that would be so cute, ugh you never shut about about van gogh either! you could wear a little dress and like paint the starry on your face, or on the dress, and schlatt could do like an ear patch thingy, and the hat he wears, wait i love this!"

they all began throwing ideas at you about how you could execute the costume, and while some of their ideas were rancid, it could actually be a very cute costume.

when the period ended they all said their goodbyes, and while you were packing up schlatt made his way to your classroom and opened it with his key

"BOO" he tried to scare you

"i literally saw you jay" you laughed and you slid your laptop into your bag.

"ugh, ill get you eventually, dont even worry about it, did ya pick somthin' for us to wear tomorrow?" he made his way infront of your desk and leaned his weight on the table

"i did actually, you have to hear me out though, it might sound dumb." he quickly cuts you off

"nothing you say is dumb" he was looking up at you and his eyes were very warm, much more than usual, it threw you off your game for a moment

"um, well thank you, but seriously, let me explain it before you say anything, i think it would be cute if we were the starry night and van gogh bu-"

"i love that." he cuts you off, still staring at you with the same look in his eyes as before

it was overwhelming you the way he was looking at you, but at the same time it pulled you in.

"no questions? i mean what if i wanted to dye your hair red." i laugh quietly

"id let you." he says without missing a beat

"m' not gonna do that, when should i bring you your costume, or like help you get ready or something." you felt very judged by his gaze, but not in a negative way, if that makes any sense, he was really confusing you.

"well party starts at 8, so come over early, we can get ready together, maybe even pregame a bit, and only if you want you can help setup. sound good?" he said softly

"yeah, sounds good." you said back, copying his tone of voice

"see ya' tomorrow toots." he stood up and walked out the room without looking back, the door clicked shut and he left you with nothing but your thoughts.

what the fuck was that.

you were so confused about what had just went down

why on earth was he looking at you like that

since when was he calling you toots, he always just called you by your name, no pet names

all those thoughts continued to plauge your mind for the duration of the night

and the next morning

and the afternoon

all the way until it was time to head over to schlatts house

it was in a nice area, he lived right outside the city, near astoria, queens

he had told you before that he commuted every day to work, but it was only a 20-40 minute drive depending on traffic

when you arrived at his house the first thing you noticed was how it was a very old building, yet his very new car (very expensive) was sat outside, it was a very symbolic scene, but it felt like him in a way

you got to the door, bag and a bottle of benedictine in hand, and rung the door bell, and it was taking quite a long time, you were starting to worry

but you were suprised when the door flung open revealing a very disheveled looking schlatt

"holy shit thank everything your here, im such an idiot i fully fell asleep and i just woke up and now im gonna crash out." as he rambled you set down your stuff at a nearby table

you walked back over to him and placed both your hands on his face, attempting to calm him down "johnny look at me please"

you noticed his eyes darting around and lip trembling. he had mentioned his severe anxiety to you before but you never knew it got this bad

`"hey im right here its ok, were going to get everything done, i know youre stressed but we are gonna do this together, we have time, and we can even make it fun, ok?" his eyes slowly begin to focus on yours and his lip began to calm

you moved one of your hands to his and let him ground himself and calm down, eventually he was able to let go of your hand and give you a hug

hugging him was the best thing youve ever experienced, he engulfed your whole body and rested his head atop yours and for a moment you felt true peace

your breathing syncronized and you stood there holding eachother

until you felt something fuzzy brush against your leg, and you pulled away to find two cats rubbing at your legs, and orange and black cat to be specific

you looked back at schlatt and he was smiling at you "they like you, makes sense, i do too." your eyes widened and you fully turned yourself in his direction

"what did you just say?" you squint your eyes and point at him "can you repeat that" you said through your smile

"i said i like you, and we both know you heard me the first time" he moved closer to you with a grin you were growing to love plastered across your face

"maybe i just wanted to hear you say it again" you smirk, before turning around and picking up his orange cat, "whats this one called?" you smile

"oh were just gonna smooth past that huh?" he asked accusatorially, one eyebrow raised, as he walked closer to you

being around schlatt made you feel bold, you were so comfortable around him that it boosted your confidence tenfold, you got super close to him, lips mear inches away

"i like you too, but we have alot to do, so we'll talk about it later." it wasnt a question, you looked up at him and then, walked away

you made your way to his kitchen and started pouring food into plasic bowls you found on the kitchen table

"you think your funny huh?" he made his way into the kitchen around 20 seconds after you, what you didnt know is he needed a moment to ajust himself in his pants

"hilarious, we an two hours until people arrive, and i need atleast and hour to get ready, make your self busy." you said as you continued setting up the food.

"your very bossy, yknow' that?" he laughed as he began unraveling cob webs he bought days prior.

"oh you have no idea handsome." you walked out the kitchen and started setting up lights cobwebs and fake bats on the celing of the living room

for the next hour you two would shamelessly flirt and joke around, like before, but there was now this tension, that in all honesty, you really liked

then came time to get ready, you had bought everything for schlatt, all he had to do was put it on, and leave you alone to do your makeup

but omfg he would not.

you were sat on his bathroom counter, trying to recreate the starry night on your face, but this man would not stop talking and asking you questions

you looked over at him sat on the closed toilet, just yapping, he was wearing a dark blue button up, and nice fitting jeans, along with a white patch on his ear, with fake blood on it.

fuck he looked good, but you could contain yourself. schlatt on the other hand was basically foaming at the mouth

you were wearing a relatively short dress, that was low-cut and had puffy sleeves, your hair was down, and your face was painted like the starry night.

and he genuinly thought he was gonna splooge his pants.

you on the other hand were just trying to finish your makeup, and he needed to be in another room because he kept distracting you, so the only logical task you could give him was to go make you a drink, and he listened

you were done with you makeup and you went to go meet him in the kitchen, you stood at the doorway of his kitchen waiting for him to notice you were there

when he eventually turned around, you could see in his eyes the moment he realised you were there, his entire face softened and his eyes beamed at you. he walked closer to you inspecting the makeup on your face

he was very close, you could feel his breath on you, and you didnt mind, you even considered kissing him, but of course, as if fate was not on your side, the door bell rung

and you both began to laugh as he went to go welcome the guests, you on the other hand went and chugged the drink he made you, cause without it, you might not of been able to survive the night

-everyone started arriving, and it was the most fun youve had in a while, music blasting, drinks chugged, storys told, dancing and party games

-and schlatt could not keep his eyes off you

-you laughed, flirted and smiled the night away until everyone began leaving, but you offered to help him clean up, and of course he accepted

-he had changed the music from his party playlist, to his calm playlist and the first song that came on was "something stupid" by frank sinatra

"i love frank sinatra" you laughed as you wiped his counter down with a paper towel.

without missing a beat he began to sing along to the song "i know i stand in line, until you think you have the time, to spend an evening with me" in the most beautiful singing voice youve ever heard

naturally you sang along with him, and eventually you to ended up dancing together in his kitchen, to frank sinatra, dressed as a painter and his work of art

and somehow, after only having this man in your life for just over a month, you were never going to let him leave it.

you both finished cleaning, and it was time for you to head home, as he walked you to your car you felt an overwhelming feeling, something that you couldnt put your finger on, like your heart felt like it was going to explode

you placed your stuff in the passenger seat of your car, and you went around to find schlatt holding open your door for you

and thats what did it

you grabbed the collar of this shirt and pulled him down to your level and kissed him

for a split second you had thought you made a mistake, but that fear subsided when he kissed you back and aggressively wrapped his arms around your waist

he pushed your back against your car with his body and continued kissing you as you threaded your fingers through his hair

you pulled away to breathe and he stared at you with a dopey grin on his face

"see you monday?" you asked with a love sick smile

he pecked both of your cheeks, then both sides of your smile before planting a kiss on your lips, as you giggled. when he finally pulled away he kissed your forehead and said,

"see you monday." he kissed your hand one last time and began walking inside, once again leaving you with your thoughts

you silently got in your car, and you realised you could finally identify that feeling before

it was love.

[lowkeyremi]

Compatible choso x fem!reader

remi's note: thank u guys again for 1k AHHHHHHH idk where i'd be without your support!! you guys chose choso so here's the 1k special fic!! i am obsessed with the "best friend's older brother trope" yuji is the best friend :3

content: fluff, meeting, yuji doesn't get a break, etc.

Being one of Yuji's closest friends you've seen his "roommate" as you like to call him, every once in awhile. He would always leave his room to grab something to eat or such whenever you were hanging out with your pink haired friend.

Today you finally had the courage to ask who he was. You and Yuji are sitting very close on his couch, practically cuddling, while watching Inuyasha on Netflix when you suddenly ask, "Hey Yuji, who's that black haired guy who lives with you?"

He doesn't turn his attention away from the tv but instead answers you with, "you know how I told you I have a brother?"

He notices you nodding in his peripheral vision. "Yeah, well that's my older half brother Choso."

"Oh.. I thought he was like your roommate or something." Yuji chuckles, "haha.. technically yeah. I'm crashing with him until I get a place of my own. He doesn't mind though."

This whole time you thought this was Yuji's place, but it does make sense. Yuji's been job-hopping lately. He hasn't had a stable career in seven months.

And speak of the devil, Choso came out of his room without a shirt on, he passes by the two of you on his way to the kitchen then he stops, "Sesshomaru is the best character."

The two brothers argued about this for twenty minutes. Apparently it's a hot take in their house hold. "Inuyasha is obviously better than his older brother!" Yuji yells for the 9th time.

"Sesshomaru is cooler, and has a better understanding of the world. Like me. You only like Inuyasha because you're a younger brother." What he's saying actually does make some sense.

"Yuji, I have to agree with your brother. On top of Sesshomaru being smarter he's also hotter." Yuji looks betrayed in a playful way.

"What?? Oh come on! Not you too. Might as well go hang out with my brother, you traitor." Yuji isn't serious about the offer but Choso makes the offer real.

"I mean, if you're not opposed to it we can hang out? I don't mind joining you two." He's standing closer to the couch now with a mug of tea in his hand.

His shirtless body does something to you, because your mouth hangs open trying to form a response but you close it again not knowing what to say.

"We're good thanks! Go on back to your cave, Batman!" Yuji rolls his eyes trying to get his brother to leave.

"I was asking her, dumbass. Not you." He says getting close enough to kick Yuji and the younger retaliates by trying to block it.

"Um sure, you can hang out with us." You mumble and Yuji whines in defeat.

"Seriously?! I'm your friend not him!!" To your ears it sound like the pink haired boy is jealous.

"Scoot over Yuji. I'll sit in the middle." Choso says with a smirk on his face.

"Nuh-uh! I'm sitting next to [name] you don't even know her like that!!"

That was the first time you'd hung out with Choso Kamo.

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That was about four months ago, as of current, you're sitting on Choso's bed waiting for him to grab the snacks you two bought a few hours ago.

When he returns you show him a tiktok that reminds you of him, "Cho, you look like this cat!" Upon seeing the cat he chuckles a little bit, "I do not."

Yuji's started working a night job so you usually hang out with Choso until he gets off of work.

"Thanks for the snacks. I love these ones." He nods politely at you and joins you on his bed. The first time the two of you hung out in his room you were very nervous and sat on his floor as to not invade his privacy. He thought it was so cute how you were acting and invited you up on his bed.

You told him it was a mistake on his behalf because now you make yourself comfortable in his bed any time you come over.

"Do you wanna finish that show we were watching?" You turn to him and catch him staring at you. He quickly turns away and fakes a cough. You've been wondering if your accusations were true.

Yuji tells you that all his brother wants to talk about now is you. Yuji suspects his brother has a crush on you, but when he confronted him the gloomy looking male denied it. Yuji doesn't know that you like Choso.

"Yeah sure, do you wanna, like, cuddle? Platonically, though." You wonder if he's making it clear for you that he doesn't like you or he's just trying to keep you from becoming uncomfortable.

"What if I wanted to cuddle romantically??" You ask with a sudden sprout of bravery.

"Um.. I'd be okay with that, heh." He says shyly, you noticed how his face slightly turned red.

"I like hanging out with you, Cho." You crawl into his lap and he wraps his arms around you. He places his head in the crook of your neck and breathes in deeply.

"I lik- no I love hanging out with you too, [name]."

[bunny-1111]

Dry your tears - TN

Theodore Nott x reader - angst, comfort, sad

Description - Theodore and reader go through a breakup

word count: 700 words

not always a happy ending teddy :(

It was a dark and gloomy night. Winter was about to set in. Snow had not yet fallen.

As you sat on the couch of the Slytherin common room, you looked around. Your friends were chatting, and your tea on the table sat untouched, steam flowing from its heat.

You take your first slow sip of your hot drink, it was supposed to be comforting, it brought you no comfort.

Looking up you see your boyfriend, Theo, laughing at Draco as he tells a story about yelling at some first years.

You take a good look into his distracted eyes; you can't find yourself in them.

You can't find yourself in anything anymore, considering yourself lost.

Focusing again on your tea, you watch your crocked reflection,

'Oh Merlin" you muttered to yourself - the sound of your voice almost startled you, realising that you had not spoken a single word all day. Nobody noticed, you didn't even notice.

You felt an unusual anger brew in your body, you felt hotter than the mug in your hands, so you picked up and left for your dorm.

No one stopped you, no one questioned it.

You waited in your bed, wondering how long it would take him to show up, realise something was deeply wrong.

Two fucking hours.

It took Theodore two hours to knock.

"What?" You ask, peeking through the gap in the doorway,

letting himself in he says, "What, you."

"I want to be alone tonight, Theodore" You sigh

He just looked at you, face scrunched.

"I have a big day tomorrow, I need to be alone" you state

"Oh yeah? what happening on your big day tomorrow?" He says sitting on the beds' edge

"potions quiz, I told you about it" You huff

"No you didn't" he says back

"Yes! Yes, I did, I told you four days over. You just don't listen," you almost cry out

"Ok?" he almost laughs

"OK? ok, Theodore I want to break up" you blurted out

he stood up instantly

"I'm breaking up with you." You said firm

Panic washed over his face

"I don't think so" he tried to smile

"It's done Theo, you don't even like me anymore" you say taking a deep breath in

"Yes, I do, I love you" he starts

"No, you loved me, past tense, the idea of me, us, you don't put in Theodore, I can't keep fighting for something that died months ago" you explain, tears welling.

"Is this what you really want" he choked out

"Yes, it's what you want too, even if you don't realise it yet" you cried

You watched his chest rise and fall, you couldn't help yourself, pulling yourself into a hug close to his chest, but he didn't move.

He stood there, slightly nestling into your neck

"Oh" was all he manged to say, tears running down both your now wet faces "I'm gonna miss you" He added stepping back to take a clear look at you

"What are you doing?" You ask through your own tears as he placed a hand on your face

"Just trying to remember you, I don't want to forget" He frowned

"Theo," his words only adding to the string

"No you're right, I wasn't there; I'll learn to live with that, I won't make you stay, but right now just let me memorise you, please," he says studying you completely

As the seconds passed you were both understanding this would be the last few minutes of each other.

"What do we do when we miss each other?" he asked

You took his hand and placed it on your heart, you took your own hand and placed it on his.

"We'll find each other there, alright? We might be done now, but we'll always be in each other hearts ok? OK, Theo?!" You cried once more

He just pulled you close, hugged you a little tighter, kissed your forehead and softly said "I should go, you take care of yourself" wiping your tears, than his own.

He walked out.

You let him.

You let each other love and let go.

[honeyydrunk]

reasons why i would and wouldn't have sexual relations with the nct ilichil members. and unfortunately majority of the "wouldn't" is just that they're in love with another member.

(just in time for their 8th anniversary).

the one the only mr johnny suh would: - mr big dick daddy johnny suh - unity the link focus + johnny solo stage - he'd take me out to dinner first - created sexy actually bc nct we are so sexy - his father actually so created coffee - he's like 6'4 (i'm like 5'10 on a bad day) - daddy long legs - he's from chicago - ohhh he's got me giggling not just because he's crazy hot but bc he's funny part time idol full time comedian - his tattoo is insanely attractive the design the everything - i want to carry his kids and i'm a guy bro what the flip

💚 !! lee taeyong !! 💚 would: - THE male AI visual - bros big boba 🧋 tea eyes - my wartime navy husband - theres only so many times i can say he's crazy ridiculously hot utterly insane what a face he's the only person i've seen get hotter without makeup actually crazy where's that list of adjectives like beautiful breathtaking gorgeous stunning SEXY SEXY MAN enchanting hypnotising so fine i'm getting whiplash from trying to comprehend him the neost neo to ever neo ethereal angelic the highest of all blessings from aphrodite romanticism personified he is THE muse fitting of all eras his face should be in museums shown to the world i have never seen anyone that competes with his face card face CARD? face global economy face universe economy i am so happy for everything that allows me to witness this that this timeline where he is here i am witnessing his beauty his presence himself he is the beauty of this world a gem that should be praised to the highest esteem i wish nothing for him but true happiness safety and love i've heard of beauty people go to war for but he is beauty i wish peace in this earth for so that he is residing in a world that is beautiful like him for beauty such as his shouldn't be living in a world with hate and horrid things. for me, i don't even wish for anything of him, i wish for happiness and love FOR him. he is beautiful like nature, something that is perfectly created and serene. something so perfect, natural, and stunning, i wish to be a better person for him. wouldn't: - he wants to be bullied and humiliated and idk if i have that in me. i want to shower him with love and affection and he wants to be harassed.

NAKAMOTO YUTA (be warned this list goes on long i wanna fuck this man so badly it's insane mark lee watch out)

what's that the gojo fangirls said about no lube no protection? would: (i would rather die than not) - he's so hot - bros an ultimate foreign swagger - HIS HEALING SMILE - he's a literal rockstar - his dark cherry red wolfcut - chain tattoo - butterfly tattoo ON HIS STOMACH - navel piercing - alleged tongue piercing - kawaita kaze o karanase anata wo tsureteku no sa honey so sweet - his bring me the horizon cover - suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki ryo suzaki - he unbuttoned his jacket then kicked a guy in the head twice - his voice,,, man i wanna hear him talk in my mind constantly - his actual singing voice does crazy things to me though - he always EMBODIES the few lines he does get - his vocal tone is ridiculously clear and stable. genuinely unsure on how he's that mistreated his voice is insane. - i don't like drinking but when he does it, it's hot. - suzaki ryo - he takes selfies a little odd but that's okay bc he's so hot it doesn't even matter - him when he in that one kick it fancam when he just when he - "TOKYO ARE YOU FUCKING READY-?" yes i am so ready to be the baddie in your porsche. - he paints his nails cute little designs - he likes natto (i don't, so i respect this) - he was training to be a professional footballer before he joined sm - he's a scorpio - the xj kabedon incident the peppero game the favourite promotion ear furry rizz game whatever that was - he's ridiculously athletic - his lying is hot - he flirts so well wdym he got mark lee calling him oppa - he kissed that wall too well - no lube no protection all day all night any position any time place location anything he wishes anything he wants he could do anything to be and i'd be thankful on my knees thanking him

wouldn't: - he's in love with mark lee

jeong jaehyun i would because he's a february 14th valentine's 💌 boy. he's a romantic who's silly!! why wouldn't i want to dance around in the night making sure he lives the life of a romance novel even if i'm just someone he'll forget on his journey to find the one he'll truly love. i'm okay with that. please be my forever only, just for one night. why i wouldn't: jeffery jamal "can i please have 3 iced coffees?" he reminds me of handy mandy hes too much of a brother ik he has them high quality gags hidden his goofy aura ruins any sex appeal i have for him he has too many feet pics uploaded on instagram

kim doyoung would: - he's for the employed srry. - there's no way to explain his aura except he's super sexy in like a husband way. - i saw him in perfume and my life changed forever - i want to bring him home to my parents just so i could be successful for once - him when he reveals those mf collarbones and that waist of his - "tighter" yes sir - "i wanna kiss your lips" absolutely - me when he sings goes insane - he's got such a beautiful smile

wouldn't: - i'm not quite sure how sex with him would be like and this post is about sex not marriage,,,,, though let's be real if he proposed YES OFC?! - he sings like he's been through several divorces he seems so heartbreak and i don't want my heart broken (ignore how i'd break my heart into a million pieces for taeyong and yuta)

kim jungwoo

would: - two baddies era jungwoo changed me in ways you can't imagine - he's so tall woah (im the same height) - sugaring candy what's that doja said? - me when he in two baddies - i need fuckboy jungwoo to make a comeback - bro in the dojaejung videos made me go crazy - unity + the link jungwoo solo performance 'lipstick' - he'd play me and i wouldn't care

wouldn't: - how could we have sex when we could gossip

MARK LEE ITS BEEN A MINUTE IM IT RAWRRRRR WHAT IS A BAD VERSE? WHAT IS NO FLOW? WHAT IS NOT SERVING US W HIT AFTER HIT !!? would: - i'll make him pop w head no talk ay like chardonnay mwah cherry bomb - when he rapped his shi off on that glass box (quiet down, kyocera japan performance) - "ladies just wait for me good girl. i got a really big," show me rn no proof otherwise - "diamond. married the kitchen to cook you up," marry me - "topping your faves" i love myself so uh top me. (WHAT DID I SAY?) - when he swears it's crazy hot

wouldn't: - he moans too much but like doing normal everyday things don't think i've forgetting that one live - i'm not nakamoto yuta (i want nakamoto yuta) - he can say some real cringe things sometimes

haechanahceah my bro lee donghyuk the LEE HAECHAN

would - him in poison - him when glowy and tan - him when he sings - him when he dances - him when he raps - him when he does anything - him when he exists - him when he's with that messy eyeliner - him when he's barefaced - him when he flirts - him when moans (he has on live MULTIPLE TIMES)

wouldn't: - if he said anything in his aegyo voice i physically couldn't have sexual relations with him that's not smth i can stomach sorry guys - i'm not mark or yuta

love all my neos but a special shout out to the ilichils who have served us with absolute BANGERS timeless experimental classics. they've sacrificed a lot for us and work extremely hard for this. i want to thank them for 8 years !! and i hope that they can continue to bless us with more for as long as they wish to remain in the industry.

[thehandmaidenofcreativity]

Long idea so bare with me. You are a college student (fem pov) and you and you family are visiting your uncle for the summer. Your uncle just happenes to be JY Park (JYP) so you go to South Korea and that’s when you meet the group your uncle owns… stray kids. Now your dad really wants you to go on a date with one of them but you think that stray kids are actually stuck up and entitled so your like nope.your like ya there very fucking hot but…Then you get to know them and there not just hot as hell (and horny) but also good people. But your angry at your father so you don’t want to do what he asked but stray kids are so hot, so you sneak out to there dorm to do some not so kid friendly stuff if you get my drift. You can build on from that but that’s just an idea. Love your stuff <3 keep writing!

Wow hi! I was so shocked (and happy!) to get this ask. It was a little daunting, but I actually really enjoyed working on it. So thank you:) I hope you end up seeing this, Anon!

Comments: This is part one in what will likely be an ongoing series in which the reader will eventually be involved with all 8 members, but for now, we're starting with Seungmin and Hyunjin.

Rating: Explicit/18+

WC: 7.5k

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“Can you at least pretend you’re happy to be here?” Your mom is giving you the look again. “Jin-Young said he wants to take you to his company. Maybe he can give you a summer internship, so you’ll still have something to put on your resume.” 

“Ah yes,” you sigh and roll your eyes. You know that JYPE is a huge company with great artists, but you also know from experience that idols aren’t your cup of tea. Working there doesn’t sound like a great time. “Nothing like some good ole nepotism to boost your resume. Plus, I’m not even majoring in anything related to the music business.”

“Well honey, if you’re determined to be upset about this, then it’s not going to be a good summer.” She pats you on the shoulder, signaling that the conversation is over. “I just hope you’ll try to keep an open mind.”

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The next day, after breakfast with your parents and uncle, you all head to JYPE. JYP gives you all a small tour, introducing you to the different groups currently in the practice rooms. The last group you meet is Stray Kids. Like the others, they immediately stop what they’re doing to come greet your uncle. Standing in a line like that, glistening from the sweat of their hard work; you stare shamelessly. You’ve seen a few of their videos, so you already knew they looked good. They’re even hotter in person. Even more so, because they aren’t cookie cutter copies of each other; they each have unique features that catch your eye. Still, you know what tends to hide behind pretty faces and hot bodies, so you don’t plan on thinking about them much once you leave this room.

JYP introduces you, and you’re met with the same fake, polite greeting from each of them. Then he throws a curveball. “So my niece will be spending a lot of time with you in the next few weeks; take good care of her.”

You try not to look too shocked and shoot a glance at your mom. She gives you a smile and a shrug as if this isn’t totally her doing. As your uncle begins discussing something with a couple members and your dad, you take her to the side to talk privately. 

“Mom! I’m going to be ‘spending time’ with them? Doing what? I told you I didn’t need a pity internship!” You whisper-shout as soon as you’re sure no one will hear you.

“Oh, you’re being a bit dramatic.” She shakes her head at you. “This will be a good experience for you! It’ll even relate to your major; you’re going to be helping them with their English, kinda like a tutor. Your future students are going to think you’re so cool being related to JYP; you’ll be able to bond with them even better when you can tell them you’ve worked with their favorite idols.”

She’s not entirely wrong, but you still don’t love the idea. Idols are the worst.

Soon it’s time for the guys to get back to practice, and your family’s tour ends in JYP’s office. Along the way, your dad gushes over Stray Kids, and you try not to look annoyed. You learn that SKZ is getting ready for their next world tour and some of them are feeling like they need to get back into the habit of speaking English so they can feel more confident interacting with their fans. 

“I was happy when your mother asked if there was anything for you to do around here. I think it’ll be a good way for you to stay busy and make friends while you’re here in Korea. And of course, we’ll get to spend so much more time together if you’re here in the building every day.” Your uncle looks so pleased; you don’t want to bring him down.

“I look forward to it.” You hope your smile doesn’t look as fake as it feels. “I really appreciate you giving me this opportunity.”

In the car on your way home, your dad kind of shocks you. “Honey, I think you should go on a date with one of those boys. Jin-Young speaks so highly of them, and they’re very polite and intelligent. Just the kind of boy we’d be happy to see you with.”

Your mom agrees immediately. “And they’re so talented! After I talked to my brother about your internship, I watched a few of their music videos. Not to mention, they’re all quite easy on the eyes.” 

“I don’t care how cute they are, mom!” Though you certainly wouldn’t kick any of them out of bed. “I would never date any of them.”

“Just think about it, honey.” Your dad isn’t going to let this go. “See how you feel after spending a few days working with them.”

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The next day, you show up to JYPE bright and early, wishing you were still in bed and dreading the day you’re about to spend with a bunch of hot assholes. When you arrive at the studio they’re starting out in, half the group is already there. Their leader, Bang Chan, greets you immediately and gestures for you to sit on the couch in the back of the room. The others are so engrossed in each other that they don’t even seem to notice you.

“So as you may know, Felix and I are also fluent in English since we’re both from Australia. The rest of the kids have various levels of fluency and confidence in their skills.” You have to actively remind yourself not to swoon over his accent. “It’ll be helpful to have another person to speak casually with and maybe correct pronunciation on some words. Sometimes they have questions about little grammar things, so they may ask you. I think that’s all? That sound okay to you?”

“Yeah, sounds fine.” Anything else you might say is lost when four rowdy guys walk in the studio. They’re laughing and a couple of them start yelling. This might be a long day. One of them - you probably should’ve made sure you knew who was who before coming today - starts handing out iced coffee to the ones who were here first. He surprises you by handing you one as well. “Oh, thank you! You didn’t have to get me anything.”

He gives you a big smile. Those dimples are dangerous. “You’re welcome! We didn’t want to leave you out.” 

His accent is cute, too. Which one is he? You’re about to try to run through their names in your head when Bang Chan claps his hands and yells, “Alright!”

The eight of them are suddenly lining up in front of you. After a ‘1, 2’ from Bang Chan, in unison, they say, “Step out. Hello, we are Stray Kids.” You weren’t expecting the full greeting like this again.  

“We know that this was kind of sprung on you, so we thought it would be a good idea to introduce ourselves again. So I am Bang Chan, though you can just call me Chan, or Chris, if you want.” Chan gestures to the guy next to him, and they sound off from there. You’ve got all their names down now. Though, of course it’s all stage names (for those who don't go by their first names), which feels a bit like keeping you at arm's length. Hopefully talking with them won’t be too annoying, but you’re worried about the idea of just hanging out with them all day; there’s only so much time you’re willing to spend with a bunch of douchebags.

Chan calls for Hyunjin to head into the recording booth, then sends Lee Know and I.N, the one with the coffee, over to talk with you. They somewhat awkwardly ask you to go over the pronunciation of the English lines they’ll be recording today; these two must be the ones least comfortable with English. Still, they do well. And as much as you hated that your mom landed you with this ‘job,’ you have to admit that this is actually a worthwhile way to spend your time. It is the kind of experience that would look good while applying for teaching jobs in the future. 

After a fair amount of practice, Lee Know heads to the recording booth, and I.N goes to join a couple of the other guys. You think Han is coming to talk to you, but he just flops over on the couch for a nap. So you’re back to just awkwardly sitting in a room full of dudes that are ignoring you. Great.

As the session goes on, you marvel at the way they work. They work so hard, recording and re-recording again and again until they’re satisfied. You do end up having conversations with most of them, mostly about their album and whichever of them was currently in the booth. Seeing their passion, you start to feel like they might not be as stuck up as you were thinking; they’re just focused and dedicated.

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You dip out after recording; your uncle asked you to come have an early lunch with him. By the time you return to Stray Kids, they’re in a large practice room. Once again, you’re sitting on a couch in the back of the room, just watching them interact, feeling like a piece of the furniture. 

When the music starts, you look up from your phone and… damn. They all can dance really well. Like it’s hard for you to pick out the main dancers at first. 

They’re all lip syncing or singing along quietly as they move through the steps, then Han starts full out singing. You thought most idols struggled to sing when they dance like this; that’s why they play their tracks during their concerts. He sounds phenomenal, though, nearly as good as he did in the recording booth. And he sets off the others, every other line someone sings it out loud, and once again they all do it so well. Maybe you know less about idols than you thought. 

When they finish Chan comes over with a cocky grin on his face. “What did you think?”

With dimples like that and that accent, you know he must be insufferable. Still, he hasn’t given you a reason to be rude. “It was super cool. I didn’t expect to enjoy watching you practice so much. You’re all such great dancers.”

You were too complimentary; you can tell by the way he puffs up. You see the two behind him smile and fistbump, and decide you don’t need to stick around for the douchiness to come out. “Anyway, I’m gonna head out, unless you guys will need me again?”

Chan nods, and with that you’re out the door.

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As the week goes on, you realize you shouldn’t have taken such a hard stance with your parents. They check in every evening, asking about how working with ‘those cute boys’ was and which one you think you might want to go out with so your mom can set it up with JYP. Every day you insist that you’re not at all interested in stuck up idols, and every day you feel like you’re lying more and more. 

You’ve had the opportunity to witness a lot while you’ve been with Stray Kids. They invite you to lunch and to watch practices in your off time, and you’re not going to pass up getting free meals and witnessing the beauty of their movement. With that, you’re around them when they’re not in work mode as well, seeing how kind and conscientious they are. They seem to truly care for the staff around them; they’re constantly doing things for each other and basically everyone else. They start opening up to you; you hear the way they talk about their fans, their families, their staff. And they’re very good to you, too - always treating you, making sure you’re comfortable and have anything you want/need. It turns out that they are truly the nicest guys; and if it’s not genuine, you don’t know what is. 

When you walk into the studio the next morning, you’re pulled into an unexpected hug. Felix gives you that big smile of his. “Good morning! I hope you don’t mind that we’re starting a little early today.” 

You return it readily. “Good morning! Honestly, it’s not too bad. I usually have early classes, so this feels normal.”

You go to sit on the couch and wait to find out exactly what you’ll need to do while you watch the present members. Felix is clearly the biggest morning person; he’s like a little flame, giving sparks to each member he speaks to, and you can see them brightening in his wake. After a few minutes, Chan comes in with Seungmin. He gives you a wave, but goes to sit by Changbin and immediately starts discussing their schedule for the session. Seungmin approaches you instead, handing you an iced latte - he got your order just right.

“Oh thank you, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Of course, we wanted to thank you for changing things up for us today.” His English accent is so cute, and he’s incredibly attentive. And you love talking with him most. “Channie Hyung asked me to give you the low-down.” 

Like the first day, Chan thought it would be nice to have you talk through pronunciations for Lee Know, I.N, Hyunjin, and Seungmin’s lines while the others are recording. You’re pretty sure that they could get this done without you easily, but you like having this time with them now. They’ve started relaxing a bit, working casual conversation into their time with you.

Even when you’re working with one of the other guys, Seungmin tends to sit with you, both double checking little things and helping you to direct them. His presence is comforting and welcome, often with his arm draped behind you over the back of the couch, occasionally brushing his hand against your shoulder or back.

By Friday, you feel like you have a much better understanding of the guys. You’ve seen their more serious sides and their sillier sides. And their flirty, kinda dirty sides. You’ve gotten glimpses of this over the course of last week, but it’s like the gloves came off today. It’s not even just flirting with each other. All day they all make sure to send quippy innuendos your way and make some kind of unnecessary physical contact with you, and you don’t hate it. You actually kind of love it. 

3Racha go to work in their smaller studio, while you head to a practice room with the rest, and things take a slightly spicier turn. After a few run-throughs of different aspects of the choreography, Lee Know turns to you. “Wanna try it out?”

You’re not much of a dancer, but you figure what the hell, no harm in trying. You try to follow his steps as he counts them out, and even though you’re doing pretty well, Lee Know directs Hyunjin to give you a little extra support. With Hyunjin close behind you, placing light touches on your hips, your arms, your shoulders, it gets harder to focus on what you’re doing. When you’ve gone through the steps, they compliment you on the way you move.

“You could be a little looser in the hips, though. It’ll help all the moves flow more smoothly.” Hyunjin gets behind you again, this time with his front pressed to your back, his hands landing firmly on your hips. He applies slight pressure to encourage you to follow along with the sway of his hips. You nearly shiver when he whispers into your ear, “I like the way your hips move with mine.”

You have a moment like that with each of them. You try not to let it get to your head, but with each touch and insinuation, you’re falling into fantasies with each of them. When they break the group up further for more individual practice, Lee Know takes your hand.

“Come to my practice room for a bit?” He lets go when you take a step after him, giving you a coy smile. When you get into the small room, he indicates that you should take a seat facing him. Then he’s kneeling in front of you so that you’re looking down into his beautiful, brown eyes for once. His hand rests on your knee for balance, rubbing his thumbs back and forth absently. You start to think about what it would be like if he leaned in and his hands moved up your legs… The thought cuts off when he speaks again, an interesting gleam in his eyes. “So I’ll sing once through, if you notice anything you can make a note. Then I’ll sing again and you can stop me when I make a mistake.”

You want nothing more than to sit and listen to him sing for hours on end. His voice is amazing. You grab the pad and pen from the table next to you. “Of course!”

For the next hour or so, Lee Know - Minho, he told you you could call him that - sings for you, and you sing his praises. It is incredible. His voice – he himself – is so beautiful. He very gracefully takes your critiques and works hard to get things perfect. 

The rest of the day is much the same, really just hanging out with the guys and watching them work, sometimes with all eight of them, other times in smaller groups. All of them continue to flirt, making you more and more interested in spending time with them outside of work hours. As you’re heading out for the day, Seungmin catches up with you.

“Would you wanna grab a coffee with me later?”

You try not to smile too big. “That’d be great. Just tell me when and where.”

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When you get home, you’re already going over your plan to meet Seungmin at the cafe near his dorm. You’re so immersed in thoughts of him, you nearly run into your mom.

She asks the usual questions and you give the usual answers. 

“Honey, I really do think you should consider letting your uncle set you up with one of those boys. You say you’re not having fun at this internship, but your mood seems up. It might be good for you.”

You can’t believe she was right, but you’re not gonna let her know that. So you lie. “That doesn’t have anything to do with a bunch of idols. I met a girl who works in the cafeteria who’s cool, though. I’m actually meeting her at a cafe in a little bit.”

She’s happy that you’re making friends and leaves you to get ready. You throw on a top that tastefully shows off your cleavage paired with cute, comfy flowy shorts that could probably cover your ass a little better. You feel a little bad going behind her back, but your parents would be insufferable if they learned that you were interested in them. 

When you get to the cafe, Seungmin is waiting outside, two coffees in hand. Unfortunately, you can’t see his smile behind the mask, but he does look good despite it. 

“Hi, thanks! Were you wanting to sit outside?”

His ears look a little pink; you worry that he’s got bad news. “I actually was hoping you’d want to take a walk. Maybe to the dorm to hang out with the guys? It’s completely fine if you don’t.”

You think about it less than you should before agreeing. If you took a moment, you’d think it sounds like a set up for something more. Actually, you might still have agreed. 

He takes your hand and after a short walk you reach the Cuties Dorm, as they call it, but all of the other members are there. When you walk into the living room, you’re greeted by shouts from each of them and what’s become the usual hug from Felix, that literal ball of sunshine. This time his arms linger around you a bit longer as he tells you he’s happy you decided to come.

As you settle on the couch between Seungmin and Hyunjin; the former sits a little closer than necessary, leaning into you, while the latter throws his arm around your shoulders with his hand gently kneading into the nape of Seungmin’s neck. You revel in their closeness. You all hang out for a while together; they tell stories and ask you more about your life back in the states. Like earlier in the day, there’s more flirting and touching than usual, and they’re even less subtle about it. Also like before, you give as good as you get. 

At one point, Hyunjin makes what you think is a joke about how nice it is that you signed a broad NDA when you started at JYPE in case you decide to have “even more fun” with them. You laugh and agree, leaning into him a bit more. Seungmin’s hand lands on your thigh then, fingers lightly caressing your bare skin. You’re not entirely sure if this is going where you think it is, but between their hands and arms on your body and the looks the members shared at your agreement, you’re starting to wonder if it really was a joke. 

“I’m really glad we’re getting to know you more tonight.” Chan watches you, head tilted, contemplative, as he says it. “We’ve all been hoping to get closer to you. We just weren’t sure how open to it you would be.”

Seungmin slides his hand a tiny bit more toward the inside of your thigh and gives you a quick squeeze. You stare at Chan for a moment. He licks his lips, holding your eye contact. Well, fuck it; if I’m wrong, I’ll just refuse to go back to work, you think. “So to be clear… You all are hoping that I’m interested in hooking up?”

 Despite his boldness from just moments before, Chan starts turning into a tomato and looking down at his hands. Not one to mince words, Lee Know takes control of the situation. “Yes. Are you?”

“I mean…” You glance around the room, taking in the varying levels of hope, embarrassment, and desire on their faces. You rest one hand on Seungmin’s and the other on Hyunjin’s leg. “You don’t mean all at once, right? I think I’d need to work up to that.”

The room erupts in laughter and the tension dissipates. You all agree to just let things progress naturally, with the stipulations that they’re all going to actively pursue you now and that relationships won’t go beyond a friends with benefits situation. You assure them that you’re attracted to all of them, not that you felt pressured when Chan said ‘all.’ 

Luckily, once you’ve talked things out, things are as relaxed as before the conversation started. Soon, though, most of the guys announce that they’re leaving. 3Racha need to head back to the studio to work on a track they’d been talking about for the last half hour. Minho and I.N had plans to see a movie tonight, and Felix decides to tag along. On their way out, each of them gives you a hug. Chan’s is only a half hug, but his hand is definitely on your ass. You raise your eyebrows at him, and he just gives you a little squeeze and a pat before heading for the door. Changbin’s hug is so comforting that you wish you could just melt into him. Han is bold enough to kiss your cheek before saying goodbye with a wink. Seeing this, Felix immediately says that he wants a kiss, too. Rather than kissing your cheek like Han, however, his soft lips make contact with yours for just a second. You’re pretty sure your cheeks are on fire as I.N slips in right as Felix releases you. 

“Better make it a full set,” he says as he brushes a quick kiss on the side opposite of Han’s. Minho is last and to your surprise, he keeps his hands off your ass - you would’ve thought if anyone was going to grab it, it would’ve been the resident butt hunter. He does, however, whisper suggestively in your ear before he releases you. “I hope you have a good rest of your night.”

You turn to face the remaining two, the implication in Minho’s words making your head spin. You meet Hyunjin and Seungmin’s eyes in succession, unsure of what your next move should be.

“We’re going to watch a movie, if you wanna stay here with us for a while longer.” Seungmin’s voice is neutral, but you think you can see a touch of hunger in his eyes. “Otherwise, I’m happy to walk you home.”

Hyunjin bites his lip while he waits for your answer. It makes you wish you were the one biting it. “Yeah, a movie sounds nice.”

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You make your way to the couch again with Hyunjin, and Seungmin heads to the kitchen to make popcorn and grab other snacks. The two of you sit facing each other, discussing preferred genres and favorite movies. You land on The Greatest Showman for tonight, and Hyunjin’s face lights up with passion as he talks about his favorite dance numbers in film. When Seungmin arrives with the snacks, Hyunjin surprises you by reaching over and pulling you halfway into his lap.

“Sorry,” he giggles, not looking even a little sorry. His hands are lingering on your hips, and you catch yourself looking at his lips again. “Just wanted to make sure Minnie had room to sit.”

“So considerate of you, Jinnie.” Seungmin deadpans as he sets the snacks and drinks on the coffee table. He sits beside you, partially on your cushion, and his hand lands on Hyunjin’s, still on your hip. Your breath hitches when you feel a slight squeeze. Hyunjin releases you then, and you turn to face the tv; they’re both so close to you, you feel your cheeks heating up. But then they’re acting normal again, like they have no clue that now all you can think about is being pressed between them with their hands and mouths exploring your body. You know you just confidently talked about hooking up with them, but you’re a little nervous now.

“I am considerate.” Hyunjin laughs and gestures at the screen. “You love this movie, right? We picked it just for you.”

For the next 20 minutes, it’s just like it was before ‘the talk.’ You're talking a little as you watch the movie. Seungmin has his arm around you this time, and after a few minutes Hyunjin rests his head on your shoulder and takes your hand; his thumb traces small circles on your skin. Seungmin moves so that his hand is on the nape of your neck now; when he presses in a bit with his fingers, you look over at him, and Hyunjin takes the opportunity to make a move. 

Seungmin is smiling as Hyunjin places a kiss just under your jaw and your mouth drops open with a sharp inhale. Hyunjin’s hand drops yours and moves to softly squeeze your thigh as he kisses you again. Seungmin tips your chin up so you look directly into his eyes. “Is everything okay?”

You don’t trust yourself to speak, so instead you nod and rest your hand on his thigh. He smiles widely and leans in to press his lips to yours. He tries to pull back, but you immediately pull him back, tilting your head for a deeper kiss. Hyunjin continues to leave a trail of kisses on your neck and his hand shifts up to your waist, creeping up slowly. At once, he gives you a gentle bite and his hand cups your breast. You break your kiss with Seungmin with a small gasp. As soon as you turn to face him, Hyunjin captures your lips, his tongue tangling with yours. Seungmin takes over for him on the other side of your neck, nipping and sucking at your sensitive skin. Both their hands roam across your body. They’ve barely begun - you hope - but you’re already feeling a little overwhelmed and unsure what to do with your hands.

It’s like Hyunjin reads your mind. He sits back grinning at you with pink, pouty lips shining. Seungmin turns toward you, and throws his arms around your waist to pull you into his lap, turning you to face away from him and keeping his arms wrapped around your middle and resting his chin on your shoulder. Hyunjin finds your hands and asks, “This isn’t too much, is it?”

You bite your lip as you consider how to answer. He’s so beautiful; it’s hard to think of anything besides kissing him again. “It’s kind of a lot… But I don’t want to stop.”

Seungmin begins kissing your neck again, both hands cupping and caressing your breasts.  Hyunjin’s smile widens as he scoots as close to Seungmin as possible, gently moving your legs so they drape over his lap. One hand starts kneading the inside of one of your thighs. He leans in, his other hand comes up - you thought it was going to your face, but he reaches past you to stop Seungmin’s progress on your neck. You feel yourself being pushed forward slightly, feel his obviously hardening cock on your back, as you watch Seungmin bring his face up to meet Hyunjin’s. The second their lips touch, your jaw drops a bit.

When this began, you somehow never even thought about this being a possibility. With how comfortable they are flirting with and touching each other, you feel a little silly for not considering it already. It’s quite possibly the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. They’re so beautiful together. You catch a glimpse of Hyunjin’s tongue slipping into Seungmin’s mouth at the same time that his hand makes contact with your center, fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. You spread your legs a bit to give him easier access, wishing there weren’t two layers of fabric blocking his path. As you move, Seungmin’s hand comes down to hook your outside leg over his, spreading you further. Lips still locked on Hyunjin’s, his hands slide inside your shirt and around to your back; once your bra is unclasped, his hands come back around and under it, pinching and twisting your nipples. 

A small moan escapes your lips and brings Hyunjins attention back to you. Both of their mouths are on you again, and Hyunjin slips his fingers into your panties. You feel like you’re on fire. You simultaneously reach in front of and behind you, wrapping each hand around equally impressive lengths. As you stroke them through their shorts, you elicit two moans in harmony. 

Hyunjin pulls back. “As much as I like this couch, I wonder if we should move somewhere a bit more comfortable, Minnie?”

One of Seungmin’s hands drops down to your waist, the other continues to tease you. “That is an excellent idea, Jinnie. Are you alright with that?”

It takes you a moment to realize he’s talking to you now. They move in unison. When one speaks, the other kisses, their hands never stop touching, caressing, taking you closer to what is sure to just be your first climax of many tonight. You nod and capture Seungmin’s lips.

Hyunjin giggles and presses a kiss to your cheek. “I know you said this was a lot, so I think we’d prefer a verbal answer.” He pulls at your shirt. “Cause if we move locations, things are definitely going to heat up.”

“I want that.” You nearly gasp. “Please, let’s go. Wherever.”

Hyunjin stands, pulling you up with him. “Seungmin-ah, why don’t you take our gorgeous friend here to your room while I go get a few things.”

“Yes, sir.” Seungmin smiles and salutes before throwing you over his shoulder with a quick slap on your ass. “I’ll hold down the fort.”

Seungmin proceeds to his room, not flinching at the slaps you’ve landed on his cute, little ass in complaint. In no time at all, he’s dropping you onto your back, and before you can even catch your breath, he’s on you. His tongue clashes with yours, one hand grips your hip tightly while the other grips your face and neck with his thumb pressed under your chin. He’s a bit more… forceful than you expected. It’s exciting. You bite his lower lip. 

He smiles against your lips. He brings his hand to the hem of your shirt and starts pulling it up. “I think you’re wearing too many clothes.”

You let him pull your top off and discard your bra. You pull his shirt up as well, ready to see more of him. For a brief moment, you wonder if you should be waiting for Hyunjin, but as soon as his shirt clears his head, he’s on you again - this time bringing his mouth to one nipple to suck, lick, and bite gently. One of his hands slides down into your panties; his fingers thrust into you a few times before spreading your wetness up to your clit. You arch into him with a moan. 

Seungmin starts kissing his way down your body. You whimper when he retracts his hand to pull your shorts and underwear off in one smooth motion. He pauses then to look down at you with a hungry look in his eyes. You’re suddenly very aware that you’re naked in the bed of a man you met less than a week ago. With another on his way to join you. You wonder if you think you make terrible or excellent decisions. You sit up and tug on the waistband of his shorts, and when he slides them off, you lean more toward excellent. He doesn’t give you the chance to touch his nice, thick cock; when you reach for it, he puts a hand on your chest, pushing you onto your back. He settles down between your legs. He kisses a trail from your right knee down your thigh, nipping at you in a few places. When he starts back at the top of your other knee, you let out a whiny “Minnie…”

“So impatient.” He smiles up at you. He doesn’t stop his teasing, but at your small groan, he splays his hand over your stomach, thumb landing on your clit. His lazy circles barely take the edge off. 

“Seungmin, please.” 

He chuckles, but takes pity on you. He gives you a long lick, sucking when he reaches your clit. Your back arches off the bed, and you squeeze your eyes closed with a moan. You’re so preoccupied that you miss the door opening and shutting, only realizing Hyunjin’s in the room when he kisses your forehead. 

“Is my puppy making you feel good? He’s great with his tongue.” Hyunjin giggles when Seungmin sits back, mouth and chin glistening, to ‘mong mong’ at him. 

You reach up for Hyunjin, but he’s already moving closer to Seungmin. He runs his hand down your body, easily sliding three fingers into you while simultaneously leaning over to lick the Seungmin’s lips clean. It is… beyond hot. 

“You taste good,” Hyunjin turns back to you, his fingers pumping in and out, keeping you panting and needy. “And you’re so wet for us, baby. Minnie, I think you should finish what you started so I can have a turn.”

You almost tell him that he can just take his turn now, but Seungmin dives in immediately with renewed vigor. Every swipe of his tongue brings you closer and closer to the edge. You expect Hyunjin to kiss or touch you in some way, but when you can control your trembling body enough to look down at Seungmin, you see that Hyunjin is just behind him. You watch both of Seungmin’s hands reach up to tweak your nipples and realize that Hyunjin has reached under his arm, and his fingers are the ones expertly curling against your g-spot. They’re so in sync. You prop yourself up on your elbows and watch as Hyunjin switches hands, so he can stroke Seungmin’s cock using your wetness to smooth his glide. The sight tips you over the edge. Your eyes roll back in your head as you curl in on yourself with a moan. Seungmin keeps up a steady pace allowing you to ride out your orgasm. He disengages with a moan of his own as you come down. 

“That’s a good girl,” Hyunjin purrs. He grips Seungmin by the hair to tip his head back and kiss him passionately before turning back to you to say, “and a good boy. Don’t you think so?”

You let out a sigh and sit up. Your gaze immediately begins tracking the movement of Hyunjin’s hand again. You suck your lower lip between your teeth with a soft groan. At Seungmin’s soft “fuck,” you bring your hand over to rub lazy circles over your clit. Suddenly, Hyunjin draws his hand back. Seungmin whines and your eyes snap up to Hyunjin’s.

“Well, Minnie, if she doesn’t think you did a good job, I’m not sure you should get a reward.” He says it with a devious smile on his face. When Seungmin huffs and turns to try to bite his neck, Hyunjin catches his chin and crashes his lips back to Seungmin’s.

“No, no!” You say a little too loudly, scrambling toward them. “He did such a good job! He was amazing. You were amazing, Minnie.”

Hyunjin giggles and drags Seungmin’s face toward yours. His tongue slides against yours, and your hand picks up where Hyunjin’s left off. One of his hands is back on your chest, the other sliding through your folds again. Hyunjin laughs again, gently pushing both your shoulders to separate you. “Oh well if he was that good, he deserves more than this. Lay on the bed, pup.”

Seungmin pouts a little, squinting his eyes at him as he stands. “Hyunie, I know you like taking charge, but it feels like there’s a little too big of a power imbalance here.”

Hyunjin laughs, pulling his shirt over his head and pushing his shorts to the ground. Like Seungmin, his body is nicely toned, not overly muscular. Beautiful. “Better?”

“Almost.” Seungmin tucks a finger into the waistband of briefs, pulling Hyunjin closer to him. The smile on his face is devastating. “And I think I’ll choose my own reward. Lose these and you sit on the bed.”

Hyunjin presses a quick kiss to Seungmin’s jaw. Then he licks his lips and turns to you. “Help me out?”

You’re enjoying watching them so much, you nearly forgot you’re part of this as well. You free him of his briefs and watch his half-hard cock bounce as he moves to sit with his back against the headboard. Seungmin’s watching as well, his head cocked to the side. He moves behind you, hands resting on your waist. You get a chill when you feel his breath on your neck. He whispers, “I’m going to put on a condom now. While I do, you should get on your knees between Jinnie’s pretty dancer’s legs, ass up and ready for me.”

The second his hands leave you, you’re crawling up to take Hyunjin’s pretty cock into your mouth. Another time you might have teased him, but you’re so hot for him, for them, that you want to get him on your level as soon as possible. You bob your head, tongue swirling around his tip when you come up. With each pass, he stiffens and grows - you soon have to work to fit him in your mouth. You relax your throat and take him further, wrapping a hand around his base, the other resting on his hip. 

“Mmmm,” Hyunjin rumbles, tangling his fingers into your hair with a smile. “Minnie, is this a reward for me or for you?”

You feel Seungmin bring himself into position behind you. He grabs your hips, adjusting them so that you’re just where he wants you. You can hear the smile in his voice as he plunges a couple fingers into you. “I always want to reward you, baby, but I feel like the real winner is between us.”

He lands a playful slap on your ass and you hum in agreement, causing Hyunjin’s grip in your hair to tighten as he lets loose a low groan. You hum again, then pull off with a pop. You grin up at him as you feel Seungmin tap the fat head of his cock against your ass. You tape Hyunjin’s tip into your mouth and suck hard as you continue to pump your fist around his shaft. You feel the pressure of Seungmin pushing into you, his hands grip your hips tightly. He goes slowly, sinking inch by inch filling you up. The pressure feels fantastic. You moan, giving Hyunjin a slight squeeze. Both men jerk their hips in tandem. You pull off Hyunjin with a gag, panting, pushing back against Seungmin as he keeps up steady thrusts.

Hyunjin takes your face in his hands, stroking your cheeks with his thumbs. “I’m sorry, baby. It felt so good; I couldn’t keep still. If you can’t keep going, I can wait my turn.”

You shake your head. “No, I’m - ahh - I’m okay. Just wasn’t ready.” You press your face into his thigh with another shaky moan. 

Hyunjin laughs. “Seungminnie, are you happy where you are or should we flip her?”

“No,” you pant. “I wanna… I wanna finish.”

Seungmin is hitting you in just the right spot. Each rock of his hips sends you closer to your peak. Hyunjin laughs again. It turns into another groan as you wrap your lips back around his head and suck hard. “Fuck me.”

“I can do that next, if you want, but I might need a breather.” Seungmin grunts out as he increases his pace. His grip on your hips tightens, you’re likely going to end up with bruises. You increase your pace in turn, and Hyunjin’s moans become more frequent. It’s hard to maintain, though. You pull off of Hyunjin with a gasping moan, burying your face in his thigh again. 

“I’ve got this, baby.” Hyunjin takes over for you, jerking himself in tempo with Seungmin’s thrusts, his gaze locked on the snap of Seungmin’s hips. He lets out a drawn out groan. “You’re taking Minnie so well. You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now. Fuck, Min, I think I could come just by watching you; I’m already so close.”

Hyunjin’s other hand is stroking your hair and you look up at him, mouth hanging open barely able to do much more than pant and moan. The tide is rising in you, threatening to wipe you out. 

As he lets go of one of your hips, you feel Seungmin lean against your back. and Hyunjin is leaning forward to meet him. You can barely see their kiss, but you feel how it’s interrupted Seungmin’s rhythm and let out a whimper. His hand drops from Hyunjin’s face into your hair. He pulls it a little less than gently. The new angle allows you a better view of Hyunjin working himself and biting his lip. The space created gives Hyunjin room to take hold of one of your breasts, pinching and pulling, bringing you right back to the edge.  

Seungmin slides his other hand between your legs, and your body starts to convulse. You can’t control any of the sounds coming out of your mouth - a mix of their names, moans, curses. Your climax overwhelms you. As you shake and move with each slam of Seungmin’s hips, but barely hear Hyunjin’s “fuck” as thick spirts of cum land on your chest and face. It spurs you on; you do your best to stick out your tongue, to catch as much as you can. 

Another “fuck” sounds as you feel Seungmin’s hips stutter to a stop. His grip on your hair loosens, and you barely manage to keep yourself from face planting into Hyunjin’s lap. Your body is nearly spent, finally coming down from what may have been the best orgasm you’ve ever had.

Seungmin pulls out and flops down on his side next to you, breathing heavily with a relaxed smile on his face. “You look so pretty with Jinnie all over you.”

He rolls over to grab wet wipes while Hyunjin encourages you to flip over and sit up. After Seungmin cleans you both up, Hyunjin pulls you back to lean against him. You stay like that for a few moments, before dressing and snuggling back up on the couch to watch the rest of the movie. When it’s over, you and Seungmin walk hand in hand out of the dorm, passing Minho and Jeongin on their way in. Minho shoots you a wink and a look that makes you feel like he’s telling you that he’s next… and you can’t wait.

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Part II Here

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Gentle aftercare

The session was heavily s/m and involved constant pain for me without any breaks. It was a lot on my body, including being tied in the same position for way over an hour, a very big butt plug, wax play, impact play, knife play, clothespins, and degrading. On top of that, the play room was too cold to be naked in for this amount of time. Nonetheless, I ended up flying.

We have a deal that if butt plugs are involved, we each want to remove and clean it ourselves. Despite that, she removes the plug from my ass toward the end of the session, knowing I won't be able to do it. She ends the session by making me cum. We're on the floor and while I don't feel the cold yet, she can see I desperately need warmth. She covers me in a blanket and hugs me, telling me I can't stay on the floor and that she'll draw me a hot bath. After I agree, she lifts me up, holding me tight in case my legs give out. She makes me put on slippers, then holds my hand leading the way. On the way down the circular stair case she walks backwards, still holding my hand, to make sure she can catch me if I fall. When we make it to the bathroom she tells me to get in the tub and sit.

At this point I can feel the cold. I sit, wrapping my arms around my legs and start shivering, teeth clattering. My dom makes sure the water is warm before taking the shower head and working her way around my body with it. The warm water slowly makes me stop shivering and once the tub is filled almost halfway I try to stretch my legs to get them submerged. I'm weak and they're shaking, so I use my hands to help. My dom asks me if I'm ok and if there's anything I want or need. I tell her no and while the tub keeps filling up, she adds bath salts. When the tub is almost full she asks me if the temperature is good or if I want it hotter. I say it's alright, but knowing I take my showers extremely hot, she turns the water hotter. Once the tub is full, she asks again if I need anything and then decides I need to drink. A moment later she's back with a bottle of water and makes me drink, checking the amount I drank when I hand the bottle back. We talk and when I lean forward to kiss her she tells me to stay still, gently pushing me back again with her hand on my chest. Instead, she leans over me and kisses me. She sits next to the tub, her hand still on my chest and I decide to hold it while we talk, giving her arm and hand gentle kisses. Eventually she asks if I'll be ok on my own for a moment because she's officially still working (home office). I tell her yes and right on time her phone rings. She leaves the bathroom to take the call. I feel so exhausted and tired, I turn on my side and close my eyes, enjoying the warmth. When the door opens a few minutes later, I look up at my dom. "You're not fainting on me, are you?" "Sleepy.." "Then you have to get out of the tub. I can't have you falling asleep in there." I tell her I want to wash my hair and body. When she asks if I'm strong enough to do it I say sure, but she stays anyway. She helps me up while the water drains from the tub and once I'm standing, I get dizzy, holding onto her. She asks if it's bad, to which I say no. After I manage to shower, washing myself, she hands me a towel for my hair, then wraps me in a big towel. While I dry myself, she gets me a fluffy bathrobe and puts it on me when she returns. She has me lay on the sofa and gets a warm blanket from the bedroom, wrapping me in it. She even tucks it under my feet. I smile and say "great service". She kisses me, "Well, I was really rough with you after all.". I kiss her more, "I wanted that.". She gets me tea, but I'm already half asleep. I hear her moving around the room, staying close by. The whole time, she kept asking me if I'm ok and if there's anything else I need or she can do. She was so gentle and it was a whole 180 from how she was during the session.