#hurt no fucking comfort cause i hate myself

[bluedalliances]

Can't stop thinking about a Steddie fic inspired in Elsa's song by TAD. Just think about it. Eddie lives, but so does Vecna. And they fall in love, but it's a fragile thing, the precariousness of life always there, reminding them it can end any second now.

I can hear the cannons calling/ As though across a dream / And I can smell the smoke of hell/ In every stitch and seam / And like flowers, the bodies tumble /Around this muddied lot /I cannot hear them scream /"Forget me not"

We've got Steve, hunted by years of trauma and seeing how everything he always took for granted (safety, health, life, normalcy) is fragile, can fall apart in just a minute. Even if he tried to pretend everything's alright in-between trauma experiences, people are still dying, getting hurt, it'll happen again.

Then, he meets Eddie. Eddie, who is energy, sound, tenderness, hope, utterly beautiful in a world that almost lost its charm to fear, grief, and guilt.

Your voice it carries over/The hubbub and the hum/ And it paints the sky and circles high / Like the beating of a drum

Cause every second he spends with Eddie is a second of safety, of holding close that love for life and that hope for a future he only felt around the kids and robin. But now he sees himself in that future. It's not just people he loves surviving and thriving, he's there too, because Eddie says he needs him and the desperation in his eyes makes Steve believe him.

But it'll happen again. He knows, and he might actually lose him this time, so he tries to fight the feelings, to protect himself:

You will scream "I won’t forget you" / But I’ll cover my cold ears / It cannot be a lie/ If no-one hears

Some days things will be normal. They'll talk and cook and laugh and watch a movie, but a part of Steve is still somewhere else. Too alert, too focused on being ready for it to be over:

'Cause although you say good day to me /I know I don’t belong

Eddie will hold him at night after a nightmare, and Steve will press on his neck, desperate to feel his pulse, to remember he's alive. And they know they're in love, they want it all, but

Because love does not exist here/ In this garden, there’s no feeling/ And you say the words so often/ That I barely know the meaning

So they stay quiet, and just hold to each other through it. Because they know one of them, if not both, will probably die.

And when all the flowers are rotten/ and all the cannons shot / I’ll scream, but you won’t hear / "Forget me not"

And this would not be a happy ending. They'd lose each other knowing how big was their love, and how they never said a word about it.

And in years to come, you’ll wander / To the place up on our hill / And then you’ll cry to our painted sky / "I loved him then, I love him still" / And you’ll strew some sage and lilies / And roses where I rot / Of all the flowers you picked/ I knew you would forget forget-me-nots

I just can't stop thinking about it T_T

[littlest-bugz]

Does anyone else go thru phases where you don’t want to talk to anyone?

Like,,, I love you so much, but I just need to RECOUP. I need my alone time so I don’t have another breakdown.

[psalmsofpsychosis]

i'm like if the most emotionally expressive and volatile person you've ever had the misfortune of meeting never said a single fucking word ever to the point that people thought she's normal and just "mildly offputting"

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

people begging me to do something to make a certain someone happy aren’t taking into account that i hate this person and i will revel in the knowledge that i kept them from getting the most perfect version of what they wanted. in fact i hope they mourn the loss of this for the rest of their life and die unhappy about it

[narutomaki]

I hate that I hate doing things in my own dude but it's so fucking boring !!!

[mxmc13]

sometimes I think about how my toxic ex accused me of sending them a video of me h*ng*ng myself and that’s wild to me— like, sure i might’ve recorded a video of me talking after my attempt but I always delete videos of me ranting and shit and I know for golly I would never. Hell, I didn’t text them at ALL during that period of time

[mars-ipan]

ggghhghrrgh i hate when i get an injury in a joint

[gurorori]

continuin the prev post here cuz i feel comfy hidin my talks in tags but i always near the tag limit

[forest-from-the-trees]

yknow i wish things would fit me right and i wish i wasnt all fucked up from my stupid ass disabilities. i fucking hate it so much its so frustrating and it makes me so unbelievably angry and sad. i wish i could order one fucking pair of shoes that i liked and have them actually fit correctly. but no! my bone structure has to change to get worse and even more wrong every two fucking seconds and im exhausted. im so tired. it didnt used to be like this and i have spent my whole life trying so fucking hard to be positive but i hold so much resentment and hatred for the way things have gone.

[astrolynnworld]

aftercare

pairing: matt x reader

summary: matt takes care of you after rough sex

warnings: aftercare, comfort, kink talk, sweet, romantic, love

a/n: something short and sweet cause all my matt fics are smut

word count: 714

“fuck i’m so proud of you baby. you did so well tonight” matt says after pulling out of me

i don’t respond.

“baby? are you okay?” matt asks

i try to speak but nothing is coming out my mouth.

“you’re shaking princess-“ he pulls me up and holds me against his chest, “can you tell me what’s wrong baby? please?”

“i’m sorry. tonight was just a lot.. i’m not used to you being so rough” i say in a soft tone

“baby i’m so sorry. i didn’t realize that you weren’t enjoy-“

i cut him off

“no no no i did enjoy myself, i just don’t think my body was ready for all this-” i imply

“i mean .. i came three times, i can’t say i didn’t enjoy myself. it was just a lot” i continue in a lighthearted joking tone

he continues to hold me and lightly trace his fingers through my hair

“so.. i didn’t do too much?” he asks anxiously

“no baby, i’m just a bit overstimulated” i say as i lean back and look in his eyes

i could tell he really felt bad. which only made me feel worse

matt would never intentionally hurt me or do anything i don’t enjoy

we do have safeword, if i ever felt uncomfortable im not afraid to use it.

im just so used to a soft dom matt.. not a matthew who’s slamming into me at full speed while pushing my head into the bed so i can’t breathe.

i mean i was done after the second orgasm but he kept going, and i couldn’t stop him. it felt so good

i couldn’t even think anymore. he had his hands around my throat squeezing softly while lightly slapping my cheeks. it was all a lot

don’t even get my started on the hair pulling. i never knew matt even had it in him to be aggressive.

i think what set me over the edge was when he told me to stick my tongue out so he can spit in my mouth. he’s not even into that?

but regardless, it was all very overwhelming so i’m not surprised that i froze up after our final round

“baby?” matt calls out

“hm?” i respond

“did you hear what i said?” he asks

“no..”

“do you want me to run us a bath, would that help you relax”

i simply nod my head and he gets up to run the bath water

no less than a few minutes later he comes back and carries me to our bathroom and sits me in the tub loaded with bubbles

“aww you put bubbles in it? matt that’s so cute” i snicker

he smiles, “i thought you would enjoy more than the regular clear water”

he hops in the tub and sits across from me.

a comfortable silence fills the room for a minute before matt begins to speak

“are you sure you liked the sex tonight? i kinda just wanted to try something new, im sorry i didnt bring it up to you”

“matthew, i promise i enjoyed tonight! i just wasnt expecting it whatsoever.” i reply back

“okay oka-“

“it was really hot actually. i didn’t even know you were into some of these things” i interrupt

“like what?” he asks

“the spit..”

“honestly. i kinda always wanted to try it but i never did in fear that you would hate it” he exclaims

“what? no! that shit is such a turn on.”

“glad to know..” he smiles

i laugh, “boy! stop”

more silence fills the air for a few more minutes until i start to feel the drowsiness take over me

i yawn, “im getting sleepy..”

“wanna head to bed?” matt asks

i nod in response

he gets out the tub and guides me out, matt drains the tub as i dry myself off then we head back to our room

“where are you going?” matt asks

“to find a top?” i reply

“you don’t wanna sleep body to body?..” he questions acting offended

“you’re such a girl” i laugh

we hop in bed and i get comfortable in matt’s chest

“i love you so much y/n”

“i love you more matt”

our last words before the silence is filled in by comfortable snores

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a/n- the end 🫠

[azulsluver]

Ur bully au is so good I could slurp it up but it got me wondering

How would all the students react to the reader just. trying to kill themselves because of the endless torment? would they keep harassing? would they say something about it? or would they tone it down? I must know because If I was in that situation i know damn well unaliving myself would be the first option

There’s more than one asking but ima just get this over with

tw. yandere, attempted suicide, suicide, cutting, bully!characters, mentioned torture, humiliation, blood, slight gore, neglection, fucked up reader (deadass).

Here are some thoughts and reactions bellow!

When asking, what role does this character do in this so called ‘bully!au’? You have to look at a deeper perspective of how each person behaves, what the intention is, and how it’s done.

So when the subject of suicide is involved it can get confusing depending on what caused it. Self worth is hinted in the reader, insecurities are brought and laughed at because it needs to hit a spot. Because YOU have feelings, watching it be stripped by people in far greater power than you, people with money, influence, and within number. Standing up to a bully is difficult, the struggles you go through should’ve been realistic.

When push comes to shove, they’re not all coming for you. If you enjoy the idea of every character ruining your life— that’s fine— but, it’s usually one or three. I think it’s childish, when I first made this AU, some sort of amusement in finding hurt but comfort when writing, they’re not trying to kill you, you know. You just catch their eye, more than they could like. Rejection is one thing, but another is a fair game of a sadistic approach. Whether they verbally or physically abuse you is up to place bets on what kills you.

For NRC years, yes, they constantly nagged and followed you around. But the times they would actively seek you out would be less than you think, the focus on bullying would be isolation. They don’t have to hurt you everyday. Some time for yourself to heal and think over your situation. What would you eat? Would they play nice and ignore you for tonight? Did your look piss off someone from afar? Let them cheat off you! Don’t be such a bore, it’ll all go back to just you and Grim.

If you picked up self harming, it’s noticeable. Hiding it is nearly impossible. They grab and bite at you already so what makes you think hiding was a good idea? It’s nasty and unplanned, miss them? Miss their touch that you havta recreate it? It’s horrible to mention, but caring really depends on who calls you out.

I can say you like it. Or you fucking hate it. You hate, hateee, how they treat you. You crawl on all fours for them to laugh and pat your head, do a dare and lick off from their hand but money is involved.

What did you do, was it simple, messy, perfect headshot if you will. If your need to die was to simply hurt them in any way— it might work. Poor them, they can’t imagine being away from you for too long. Some are more uninterested than the others. Who gives a shit you died? Whoever had the luck of finding you, dead or in the act, serves a purpose of letting you live or die. Cruel as they may be, you tug at a couple of heart strings.

Let’s say it was an attempt:

Sprang into action, either holding you down or taking whatever object you’re using to harm yourself. They’re gonna make sure this doesn’t happen again, you gave them quite the spook. Have fun being watched 24/7, and if they couldn’t, everything will be baby proofed for your safety, isn’t that nice, they care. Thrash all you want, screaming and crying won’t get you anywhere, but they’ll bite their tongue once and a while to prevent this from happening.

Trey, Riddle, Azul, Vil, Jack, Deuce, Sebek,

Oohh…he’s so sorry. Please forgive him, crying on his knees and rubbing his head against your chest. It doesn’t matter if the blood stains his clothes, you nearly died and he feels awful. He promises so many times for harm to look the other way, twisted, yet unavoidable. Trapped in a tight, monitored schedule were his scent and voice is all you’ll ever need. But at least there’s a change of heart, your health is improving and that’s all that matters to him, but speak to him, he wants to hear you.

Silver, Malleus, Kalim

Should he have stopped you, but what good will it do for him? Frozen in the moment, their bodies do the thinking, rational, to prevent you from escaping them. You’re funny, reaaal funny, got good jokes at time. But, he’s not really laughing. A little, but it’s hysterically funny and scary. Because he’s still so rough, even when he apologizes yet calls you stupid, his fingers hurt you more than whatever you had planned, gripping, as if you really died.

Jamil, Ace, Cater, Ruggie, Leona, Idia, Floyd, Epel

Does it hurt? Did you find your ulna? Was the rope too tight? It feels like he’s only here to see the end credits, the finale. The sick fuck is smiling too, gross. Giving up just leaves you with him by your side, pressing it deeper to help you get the job done…just kidding! That was quite a show you put on, this is why he likes you. Being responsible of another’s cause of death isn’t ideal, so he’ll try to watch you as of now.

Lilia, Rook, Jade

From that list alone you can guess who’s to mourn, and who savors what is left. Death is inevitable. Everyone dies one way.

[md-intermission-archive]

"Murder Drones: Intermission": A Story of Understanding

Uzi Doorman: Understanding Loneliness

I feel like during the development of this episode, Uzi was the hardest character for me to wrap my head around. To my understanding, she’s feisty, angsty, and plays up this persona of being apathetic. A sort of lone wolf thing.

She’s snappy towards her classmates who ostracize her, snappy towards adults in her life, and overall gives a middle finger to anyone who isn’t on Team Uzi. It’s a very “me vs. the world” type of thing. That, to me, just felt like the callous shell of someone who’s painfully fragile and has been hurt so often.

I will admit, I may be projecting slightly, but I honestly read her as like… a neurodivergent kid who didn’t know how to navigate social circles, so she just became incredibly bitter. Her father didn’t help her situation at all because he also treated her like a freak, literally calling her a disappointment in his business ads. Then on top of all that she had no mother figure to look up to. All of this accumulates into a habit of isolation. “No one will love me, so fuck it. I’m on my own”. She acts like she’s fine on her own, when in reality she’s so starved for genuine connection. With that in mind, in Intermission I wanted to peel back those layers a little bit. I wanted to explore self-isolation and that hunger for love. 

Some people clocked this I think: the way Uzi’s attitude is toned down in Intermission. I didn’t want to play up her angsty teen act as much (and I capped her at one “bite me”) because then I’d risk falling into the trap of making her into a caricature of herself. The way I framed her in my head is “if she wants connection, then she’d be happier around people who she sees as her friends. If she’s also fragile though, she’ll make an immediate 180 at the slightest hint of meanspiritedness”. This was the guideline I gave myself when it came to bouncing her off of V and N. N melts her icy demeanor. He’s very gentle and encouraging with her. One example being how N kneeled down to her eye level when speaking to her when she was putting up her walls again. As someone who’s constantly ostracized, she needs a gentle touch in order to relax.

I made sure to keep that in mind, that while she was being treated gently, she should show more signs of happiness. Comfort. Part of that comfort is also reflected in being mischievous/playful. As for the 180 she makes if shown any sort of cruelty, that’s reflected in acts of self-isolation. 

This is something I’ve observed from myself and people in my life. If someone is already deathly afraid of rejection, they won’t reach out for help and their immediate instinct will be to isolate. In the beginning of the EP when Uzi’s having her Solver flare up her immediate thought is “I’m going to put up a firewall (repress) and just not even mention this to anybody”. Then when N offers to help, she still shows signs of being uncomfortable because she’s not used to it. It isn’t until V’s comment calling her a lost cause irks her that she decides “screw it let’s give it a shot”. She hates being underestimated, so this reaction made sense to me. Meanwhile the climax of the episode is where I wanted the most overt display of her fears to be presented.

As I said earlier, Uzi’s sensitive to rejection. She attacked the only people in her life who care about her, and the worst part was it wasn’t even her fault. Uzi is a person who really wants a sense of control over her life for the sake of security, so that loss of control and the idea of “oh my god they hate me now” was the final straw for her. So, she isolated. She ran off (or in this case, flew off), she barricaded herself, and she cried.

During the scene when Uzi's found, I had a bit of an issue figuring out where to go from there with her. I had two options: I could once again lean into her badass persona and have her fight back, or I could have her fold. I decided the latter. To her, she just lost the only people who cared about her, she's a monster to worker drone society, her father doesn't care about her.

What's the point. She's doomed to be alone.

If V didn't have her revelation, Uzi would've let herself die. While I understand that's an upsetting choice to make in the narrative, given Uzi's circumstances it felt like the appropriate reaction. Which is why the events following were so important.

While Uzi's at her lowest point she's shown pinch of kindness.

While it’s true V’s initial intention was to off Uzi, her showing compassion and sympathy was what helped calm Uzi down. Rather than making her put up walls like V usually does, V was able to break through them a tad. That interaction, N pouncing at her with a hug, and the final scene was meant to cement in Uzi’s head that she finally wasn’t alone (even if V still struggled to not be prickly with her). The three are still incredibly messy, but there’s that sense of trust that Uzi now has people in her life that actually care about her despite her messiness. The mischievous attitude even comes out when she says, “you found a nanospark of warmth in your heart to care about me”. She now feels more comfortable with V to an extent, and she finally has a support system.

I think…the reason why I love Uzi so much is that she’s sadly reflects the experience of what it's like not being able to fit into society's mold of acceptable. Even if she might not be neurodivergent, the bullying and isolation she experiences is very familiar. I wanted to do her justice as much as I could with that all in mind and with the resources I had. I wanted to give her one happy ending to a day when every other feels like utter hell.

The angsty teen may be badass, but her heart is still fragile.

[brokenmenswhore]

just wondering if you could write a poly!marauders fem!reader smut about reader being insecure to lose her virginity to her best friends because she has a small bit of jiggle on the tummy, like she's one of those mid size girls and she says she either wants to be a large girl or a small girl because she hated how medium is such an awkward size?

oh you’ve come to the right person 🫶🏻 i’m midsize myself and i know the feeling like no other. i know the struggle, but i also know how fucking beautiful (and how fucking hot) a squishy tummy is. this one is personal to me. thank you for trusting me with this 🖤

midsize | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader (james, remus, & sirius)

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+), biting/marking, body issues/dysmorphia, self-degredation

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Your body relaxed back into the mattress as James kissed you, one hand holding your waist as the other supported himself next to your head. Your fingers tangled in his hair, deepening the slow, sweet kiss as your head melted into the pillow.

The longer you stayed there, the deeper the kiss became. James pressed his hips into you, trying to get any friction he could without crossing a boundary. You hadn’t had sex with any of your best friends yet, and he was constantly nervous that he would make a move that felt like he was pressuring you.

He pressed his semi-hard, clothed length into your thigh, and a small whimper left your lips, catching the attention of Sirius and Remus.

It was typical for you to make out with any of them, but rare there was anything more to it than a kiss, including a noise.

James immediately stopped, pulling away and searching your eyes for any sense of pain or uncertainty. “You okay?”

“Yeah, why?” you responded, unsure as to what you did that caused him to stop.

“You made a little noise, I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t hurting you or anything,” James explained, seemingly reading your thoughts.

“You weren’t,” you assured him, giving him a sweet smile and pulling him back down to you. He took the hint and kissed you again, your lips moving in sync, except he kept his hips raised away from you.

You decided to just say fuck it and go for it, moving your hand to lightly rub James’s cock over his pants.

The moment you touched him, he inhaled a sharp breath and pulled away again. He didn’t remove your hand, but looked down to make sure he was truly feeling what he thought he was feeling. The others caught on quick to his predicament.

“Whatcha doin, doll?” Sirius asked, slumped in a chair, watching the scene unfold.

Your cheeks turned to a slight hint of red, but you didn’t pull your hand away. “Nothing.”

“That’s not nothing, angel,” James spoke, “if you’re ready for more, all you have to do is ask for it.”

All three boys watched you intently, impatiently awaiting your response.

You sighed. “I think I’m ready for, like, it, I just-“

You couldn’t even finish the sentence, you were so nervous about speaking your insecurities out loud.

James leaned back and sat on the bed, giving you your space to sit up, pressing your back against the headboard as you crossed your legs. Remus joined him, sitting on the edge of the bed and taking one of your fidgeting hands in his.

“What’s going on, doll?” he asked, rubbing your hand with his thumb as he held it.

You had of course thought about losing your virginity before, and it was unspoken between you and your best friends that it would most certainly be to one of them. You were comfortable with them, and you had all been open with one another about it. They knew you would come to them when you were ready, and you knew they wanted you to. However, you had seen the girls they had been with, and they were all either perfectly skinny or perfectly big. Perfect, pretty, and a solid size. You thought if they truly saw you, they wouldn’t want you anymore.

How could you possibly explain that to them?

Instead of explaining, the thoughts overwhelmed you, and you began to cry. Hysterically.

“Woah woah woah,” Sirius panicked, rushing over to the bed and sitting directly next to you, facing you, and pulling your head to his chest to give you support as you cried. Remus never let go of your hand.

You sat there for a good five minutes before you started to force your breathing to calm down, pulling away from Sirius and wiping away your tears with the back of your shirtsleeve.

Sirius placed a hand on your cheek and dipped his head until he met your now red and puffy eyes. “Talk to me,” he said.

He really meant “talk to us,” but when you were upset, Sirius oftentimes was so focused on you that he legitimately forgot about James and Remus for several moments at a time. He also knew that sometimes it was easier for you to open up if you directed your attention to only one of them, instead of the overwhelming concern of all three.

“You don’t have to be ready right now,” Sirius said, the silence killing him, “if you’re not, you’re not. I don’t think James would mind if you just wanted to take a little baby step. It’s not all or nothing, doll, you’re in control. Just talk to us. Please.”

You took a deep breath, attempting to collect your thoughts as you met his worried gaze. “I’m not skinny.”

Your statement caught Sirius off guard. He was so lost, he had no idea what to say. He turned to Remus and James for help, but they were equally as confused as he was.

Remus slightly squeezed your hand to draw your attention to him. “Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m not,” you sniffled, “I’m not blind, Rem, I see the girls you guys sleep with, and I have self awareness.”

Sirius usually spoke casually, avoiding the seriousness of conversations, in order to keep the mood light. “You think that matters to us? The last girl James was fucking before he met you was Molly Prewett, and she was a big, big girl, but that didn’t matter, because that never matters.”

“Yeah, but that’s also my point,” you continued, “Molly’s gorgeous and she’s large. I’m not just large, but I’m not just small either. My stomach is the worst thing about me. I’m this weird, gross, awkward fucking in between middle size that no one likes.”

James and Remus sighed. They couldn’t comprehend how you could think this way about yourself. They were at a loss for words.

Sirius, though, was never at a loss for words.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Baby, you have absolutely no idea how absolutely fucking stunning you are. You’re in the perfect body for you. I guarantee you not a one of us has an issue with it.”

None of them had ever called you baby before. There wasn’t actually a label on your relationships, so you just referred to them as your best friends. Baby was something you knew they reserved for their girls. They had never said it to you.

Your head was down, your eyes trained on your unoccupied hand that was toying with the hem of your skirt. “You called me baby,” you spoke, nearly a whisper, so low Sirius almost didn’t catch it.

Sirius smiled, “yeah, baby, I did.”

You sat with him in silence for a moment before James interjected. He leaned over you, fingers toying with the area your shirt was tucked into your skirt, a small tug signaling what he was trying to do. “Can I?”

You looked up at James, terrified to let him lift your shirt, knowing the boys would all see your stomach. He could see in your eyes how scared you were, but he remained calm.

“No pressure, baby, but please.” Baby.

“Can I just- can I lay down at least? When I sit down everything kinda rolls and gets even squishier and-“

“You can do whatever you want,” James cut your rant off before it became too self-deprecating, his legs shifting to the side so you could lay your body back down.

You squeezed Remus’s hand, and he kissed your knuckles to let you know he was still there.

James tugged at your shirt, pulling the fabric out of the waistband in your skirt, and your hand instinctively came down to hold the clothing against your body.

“Give her the blanket, James,” Remus suggested, and James turned to you, watching as you nodded your head yes to him.

He pulled the blanket out from underneath the both of you and handed you the seam, allowing you to shield your body. James’s hands remained under the blanket, blindly unbuttoning your shirt. When he finished the final button, he retracted.

“You gonna let me take it off?” he checked.

You nodded your head up and down. “Siri, can you-“

Sirius caught on, holding the blanket in front of you as James pulled your shirt off your arms, his fingers grazing the sides of your hips, causing you to shiver slightly.

You rested back down on the bed, dropping Remus’s hand to take the blanket back and hold it tightly to your chest.

“Remember, there’s no pressure,” Remus spoke.

“I want to, I really do. I want to get over this hurdle. I want to be able to work through this. I’m just— scared.”

“I wish you could see yoursel-“

“You’re all gonna hate me once I move this blanket.”

“Doll, we could nev-“

“You’re all gonna take back everything you said about wanting me and liking me and caring about me and you’re all gonna leave.” You couldn’t stop the word vomit.

“Baby, ple-“

“You’re all gonna think I’m a gross disgusting monster and you’re gonna go find some other girl with a more defined body size to fuck. I try really hard to sit in specific ways and lay in specific ways to hide my stomach and you’re all gonna see it and you’re all gonna hate me. I wish I was either big or small, I don’t know why I had to be this fucking midsize shit. It’s weird, and you’re all gonna think it’s weird too.”

When you finished speaking, the boys remained silent for a moment, ensuring you were actually done before they tried to speak, only to get cut off again.

Instead of speaking, Sirius took initiative and kissed you gently, the sweetness of the gesture catching you off guard. He stayed like that for a moment before slowly kissing across your cheek, down your jawline, and down your neck. You let him continue, knowing if you couldn’t see his face, it would make it easier. You didn’t think you had it in you to move the blanket. One of the boys would have to do it, and if you could lose yourself in the feeling of Sirius’s lips on you, you wouldn’t have to think about what was happening.

Sirius kissed across your clavicle, one hand meeting yours on the seam of the blanket. His mouth never left your body as he slowly removed your hand, giving it to James to not only keep you from pulling the blanket back, but to ensure you had support. He removed the other hand and gave it to Remus, his own hands clutching the edge of the blanket as he kissed just above the center of your chest.

He only moved the blanket a small amount at a time, kissing lower and lower down your body as he did so. He refused to rush you, even kissing your bra when he reached directly between your breasts, never speeding up his actions or moving the blanket any faster than he had been the entire time.

When his lips reached below your bra, your breathing started to quicken, and Remus could see you were close to crying again. He leaned forward and kissed you on the cheek, calming you down and reminding you that you were okay.

Sirius kissed down your torso, just above your belly button, and then removed the blanket fully, kissing directly under your belly button and then across both sides of your stomach.

His desires and intrusive thoughts got the best of him. He didn’t want to do anything that would risk you becoming more self conscious or nervous, but he kissed the flesh of your stomach just above the center of your leg, and he just couldn’t help himself- he gently bit down on your stomach, causing you to gasp.

He looked up at you as you looked down at him. “Fuck, I’m sorry,” he panicked, “you’re just, so, so, so-“ he was losing his train of thought as he looked down to where he had bitten you, faint teeth marks on your now visible stomach, his clock twitching in his trousers at the sight.

Because he had pulled away, your stomach was now on display to all three of the boys. You looked at James, catching him scanning your entire upper body before he met your gaze. The look in his eyes was not hatred or disgust, but love. He looked at you the exact same way he had before he had seen your body like this. It was overwhelming. You began to tear up, but you smiled.

“What is it, baby?” James asked.

“You’re looking at me like you still like me,” you admitted, the confession causing you to hiccup as tears free fell.

James smiled, a small laugh of relief leaving his lips as he wiped away your tears with his thumb, “yeah, angel, of course I still love you.”

James didn’t even notice what he had said, and neither did Sirius, who was too preoccupied with staring at his bite mark on you in awe, but you and Remus most definitely caught it.

They all felt it toward one another, you included, but the boys had never spoken it out loud.

You turned to Remus to see his reaction, worried that you possibly heard James wrong. Remus gave you a smile. “Yeah, doll, we still love you.”

Remus’s words are what alerted Sirius to the fact things were still happening around him, despite his hyperfixation on how fucking good your stomach looked with his mark on it. He was distracted, completely forgetting about the gravity of the situation. “Oh, we’re saying that to her now? I thought we were, like, waiting. There was some dumb shit Remus came up with or something.”

Remus threw his hands up in the air. “Fuck did I do?”

“You yelled at me to not say it and then you got to say it first! If you remember, she let it slip to us that one time, and then you were like “oh no Sirius, don’t say it back, what if she thinks we’re making her choose!’ like a dumbass.”

“Actually, technically, James said it first,” Remus corrected.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Guys I zoned out for like two total minutes. Two.”

Their bickering allowed you to breathe and relax for a moment, the attention being taken off of you and your body. They were idiots, and you giggled as you listened to their argument.

They stopped speaking when they heard you giggle. You had been crying for a while now, and to hear you happy was something they all desperately needed.

Remus was so pleased to hear you laugh that he started to peck kisses all around your face: your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, and finally your lips, your face scrunched to protect your eyes from his assault.

“You okay?” he checked in.

“I still wanna hear Sirius say it.”

In his annoyance at the fact that James and Remus had let the L-word bomb drop first, Sirius didn’t actually get a chance to say it you himself.

Sirius placed a kiss to the center of your stomach, looking up at you and saying “I love you, baby, all of you.”

You blushed and smiled at his words. He returned to your stomach, kissing all over before he began to move lower and lower, his teeth pulling at the waistband of your skirt.

You nodded your head to show him you were consenting to him removing the clothing.

“See, usually, I’d leave this on, because you look too fucking good in it,” Sirius spoke, fiddling with the clasp and zipper in the back while you lifted your hips, “but unfortunately it’s covering the rest of this,” he finished, pulling the skirt down your legs and kissing the newly exposed lower stomach.

The only thing between your naked body and the boys was your bra and underwear, and Sirius wasted no time removing your underwear, kissing your thighs as he teased you.

“Fuckin’ hell, you’re pretty,” he cooed.

This was the first time they had ever seen you, and this was the first time you had ever been touched or pleasured by someone else. You were nervous, but if you could get through letting them see your body, you could get through anything.

“Bloody hell, please let me taste you,” Sirius pleaded, always insistent on verbal consent even when he was desperate.

Sirius didn’t phrase it as a yes or no question, but you still muttered a “yes” to make it as evident as possible to Sirius that were consenting to whatever he wanted to do.

Sirius nearly growled as he dove in between your legs, licking a small stripe up to your clit and circling the bud. He sucked lightly, gazing up at you and watching as you whined and threw your head back from the stimulation.

Seeing your reactions only egged him on more, and he, without warning, slowly inserted a long, slender finger into your hole. You gasped at the intrusion, shifting your hips slightly in an attempt to move away from the uncomfortable feeling.

He was so enamored by you, and so happy to finally be tasting you, that he completely forgot this was your first time.

“Take it easy, Sirius,” Remus warned as a reminder.

Sirius didn’t seem to care. His eyes stayed locked on you as he slowly pumped his finger in and out of you. “Shut up,” he snapped at Remus, relishing in the sounds you were making as a result of what he was doing to you. He was being selfish, but he had waited what felt like forever to see you writhing beneath him, and he ignored the fact that James and Remus had waited too.

You let out a particularly filthy moan when he curled his finger upward, hitting a spot that just felt so good.

You had never felt this before, and it was so good, you were destined to not last long. Even though Sirius would kill to see you come just because of him, he didn’t want to tire you out early.

He pulled away, leaving you wet and empty as the cool air hit your core. You instinctively closed your legs, embarrassment settling in as you snapped back to reality.

“Uh uh,” Sirius tutted, pushing your legs back open and bending down to bite the flesh of your stomach again. He pressed his teeth into you harder than before, leaving a more defined mark. He gave himself a small, proud smile, before backing away from you.

Remus leaned over to kiss you, finally taking his turn with you. He kissed down to your neck, biting down gently just below your jawline and sucking a bruise in the same spot. Now that these boys got to have you, especially when no one else had, they were gonna make sure everyone knew it.

“Rem!” you squealed, “that’s gonna leave a mark!”

“There’s already a mark on your stomach, baby, I don’t think it matters.”

“My stomach is covered most of the time, my neck is not.”

Remus shrugged his shoulders. “Oops,” he said, diving back in to darken the bruise on your neck even further.

One of his hands moved down your body, fingertips gently stroking your side before running over your stomach. He made a point to feel every single inch of the skin there, taking a risk with your confidence to squeeze you.

You allowed him to continue, feeling very self conscious but desperately not wanting to ruin the moment. He lightly squeezed the flesh of your stomach, pulling his mouth away from your neck to look at you and make sure you were okay.

He could see you were struggling, extremely nervous about your body, and he kissed your cheek. “Squishy,” he cooed, “I like it.”

“No you don’t,” you responded, “I don’t like it when you lie to me.”

“I’m not lying, doll, the more of you to love, the better. The more of you to worship, the better. I wish you could see yourself how we all see you, because fuck.”

You pulled Remus in for a kiss. “Thank you,” you whispered, barely able to formulate the words.

Remus smiled and leaned back in, still lovingly rubbing your stomach as he peppered kisses on your neck and down your shoulder.

“I think I’m ready now,” you sighed, and your best friends didn’t need clarification as to what you meant.

“Who do you want, angel?” Remus asked.

Your cheeks turned a bold shade of red and your voice became small. “I don’t know.”

They could all see you were nervous about having to single one of them out, worried that you would hurt the other‘s feelings. The truth was, you didn’t like one any more than the other, and you built your own special relationship with each of them individually.

You took a deep breath. “I just need whoever it is to be nice to me. I know we talk a lot about kinkier stuff, but I think I just need this to be gentle the first time ‘round. Is that okay?”

“Of course it’s okay,” Remus said, pulling away and turning to James. He slightly nudged his head toward you and James gave him a small nod of understanding.

Remus stood up, James crawling over you. “You okay if it’s me?”

Even though they were doing everything they could to ensure this stretch of time was about you, you couldn’t help but, in the moment, think about James’s insecurities over your own. James was cocky and confident, but when it came to feeling wanted, he lacked a feeling of self worth. Girls typically aimed their attentions at Sirius in particular, and tended to focus more on Remus than on him if Sirius was otherwise occupied.

You didn’t verbally respond, but instead intertwined your fingers in his hair, curling a few strands with your fingers before pulling him closer, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

You were in this exact position not too long ago, James on top of you as your lips meshed, but things were so much different this time around. Reminiscent of earlier, you moved your hand to touch James through his trousers, a small moan leaving his lips in the kiss, only this time he didn’t pull away or gasp, allowing you to touch him.

You moved your hand up and down, your palm rubbing with a bit more pressure than before. James deepened the kiss at the feeling, lightly grinding his hips against your hand.

He pulled away for a moment, breathing heavily as he leaned his forehead against yours. “I don’t wanna rush you, baby, but if you keep doing that, I’m not gonna last.”

“I’m sorry,” you replied.

James gave you a small smile. “Nothin’ to apologize for. It’s not a bad thing.”

“Can I unbutton these?” you asked, fidgeting with the top of James’s pants.

“You can do whatever you want, angel.”

You unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down James’s thighs. You looked up at him as you ran a finger across the seam of his underwear, pulling them down when James nodded yes at you. 

He stood up momentarily, removing his pants and underwear fully before crawling back over you. You kept your eyes on his the entire time, nervous to look at the appendage you had never seen person before.

When he was back on top of you, you tugged at the bottom of his shirt, prompting him to pull it over his head. Once he was fully naked, you ran a hand down his chest, your eyes following your movements as they reached just above his cock.

Your eyes widened, and James noticed, a small laugh leaving his lips.

“‘S big,” you said.

James’s smile widened. “Well thank you, baby.”

“Can I touch it?”

You heard Sirius audibly groan at your question. He was so turned on, the innocent question driving him insane, and just watching this was killing him.

“Mhm,” James responded, voice laced with adoration. He was in awe of you.

You very gently gripped his cock, running your hand up and down the shaft. James swallowed thickly, his mouth falling open as he sighed at the feeling. You noticed his reaction, and the muscle hardened even more in your hand. You started to pump your hand faster, watching James to make sure it still felt good.

“Baby, baby,” he grabbed your wrist, “I don’t wanna come yet. How ya feelin’?”

“I’m ready,” you responded.

James lined his cock up with your entrance, and you felt Remus lean down to place a small kiss on the top of your head. You smiled up at him as you reached out to him, holding his hand as you braced yourself.

You held tightly onto Remus’s hand, looking up at James in preparation.

He watched you intently as he slowly pushed his tip into you. You took a sharp breath in at the feeling, slowly calming your breathing down as you nodded for him to continue.

He continued to enter you, moving excruciatingly slow. When he was finally fully inserted, he stopped moving altogether, giving you a moment to adjust to the new feeling. You squeezed Remus’s hand, James’s size stretching you out more than you had ever been before.

James began to slowly pull back, only exiting a few centimeters before pushing back in. He continued to push in and out, pulling out further and further before thrusting back in as he watched your face, worried he would hurt you if he tried too much at once.

“You okay?” he breathed out.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes, the pain becoming too much. You nodded your head yes, but James could see you were struggling a bit. He leaned down to kiss you, swallowing a moan from you as he continued to slowly fuck into you, your hand squeezing Remus’s harder and harder.

You considered asking him to stop, the pain consuming your thoughts and attention, but the moment the pain hit its peak, he began to dissipate. Your body relaxed into the mattress, and James felt your muscles loosen beneath him.

He pulled away and you whimpered, “you can m-move f-faster.”

“You sure?” James clarified.

“Mhm,” you nodded.

James began to quicken his pace, setting a steady rhythm. Your body jolted slightly upward each time his hips hit yours, his self control faltering now that you weren’t in pain anymore.

“S-shit,” you moaned, your free hand grabbing at his waist as he picked up the pace, his head dropping into the crook of your neck. He kissed the spot between your neck and your shoulder, his erratic breathing and groaning turning you on more and more.

With James’s head beside yours, you were able to spot Sirius, who was seated at the bottom of the bed, a hand stroking his own cock as he watched James’s hips connect with yours.

He noticed you looking at him, and the moment you made eye contact, Sirius squeezed his eyes shut as he came in his hand.

James grabbed your waist to anchor himself with your body. He used his other hand to push himself upward, looking down at where your bodies connected. He moved his hand from your waist to your stomach, running his fingers over every single inch of it. “So fucking perfect,” he muttered, almost more to himself than to you, as he watched your stomach jiggle slightly with each movement he made.

You whined at the feeling of his hands on your most insecure area as he fucked you. He squeezed your flesh, then ever so lightly pressed on the center of your stomach.

“I can feel myself in you, pretty girl,” he cooed.

The pressure intensified your pleasure, but so did his words. James was turned on by something regarding your stomach. That very fact drove you crazy. It made you feel so, so much better. You trusted these boys with your insecurity, and instead of leaving, they all opted to love you. You thought they would hate you, but here James was, watching his cock hit deep within you through your stomach.

“J-Jamie,” you whined, and the sound of his name on your lips nearly made him come on the spot, “I t-think I’m gonna-“

“Let go for me, baby.”

You squeezed James’s cock like a vice, your orgasm washing over you as James continued his pace inside of you.

He slowed down slightly when he felt you begin to come down from your high. The feeling of your walls convulsing around him was enough for him to allow his own release, a final few sharp thrusts hitting deep within your cervix as he came inside of you, a nearly-inaudible moan of your name escaping his lips.

James took a moment to catch his breath, his cock not leaving you until he had enough strength to shift slightly down the bed, placing a sweet kiss on the center of your stomach before he flopped down on his back next to you.

“You alright?” he checked, turning his head to you.

“Yeah,” you replied.

You remained holding Remus’s hand, his presence a comfort to you.

Sirius came back into view with a small washcloth, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you.

“You mind if I help clean you up?” he asked.

You nodded your head, and Sirius gently reopened your legs, moving the washcloth in between your folds and collecting the spilled wetness.

You gasped and involuntarily bucked your hips at the feeling, and Sirius stilled until you dropped your hips back to the mattress.

When Sirius was done, he brought the washcloth back to the bathroom, and then returned to your side.

You moved your arms over your stomach, your reflexes used to covering it, but Remus slowly pulled your arms away. “It’s too pretty, baby.”

You smiled at him as he kissed your forehead. “You tired?” he asked.

“Mhm,” you sighed.

James crawled upward, leaning his head against the mattress and pulling the sheets across his lap. He positioned your head against his chest, allowing you to lay on him and rest.

Sirius moved to your other side, propping his head up with one arm as he moved his other to your stomach, lovingly rubbing you.

You closed your eyes and melted into James, Sirius’s soothing rubs coercing you into sleep as Remus shifted his body to lay across the mattress, and four of you relaxing in the safety of one another.

[babygorewhore]

Can’t stop thinking about…period sex with step!brother Frat!Rafe. Requested by my love, @oceanblvd111 I hope you enjoy!

Warnings! Stepcest! Fingering! Blood play! Period sex! Praise! Light degrading! Unprotected sex! Kinda perv Rafe! Dividers by @cafekitsune W.C less than 800

You were writhing in bed, holding your stomach as a painful cramp throbbed. You whimpered and pressed the heating pad against you. This was one of the very few times you hated being a woman. Sighing, you turned over in bed and adjusted the volume of your comfort show when a knock sounded at the door. “Come in!”

Your step brother walked inside, brows furrowing as he took in your position and array of snacks. Rafe was visiting home from college, you hadn’t moved out yet. You knew he was a pervert, stealing your underwear out of your drawers but you never told him you knew. You were secretly attracted to him too. Ever since your mother married Ward (TW Ward) you liked him.

“What’s wrong with you?” He questioned and you sighed. You pushed down the blankets to expose your oversized shirt and shorts.

“My period. I think it’s the one from hell. I’m in so much pain, bleeding heavily and I can’t stop snacking.” You groaned and Rafe chuckled. His blue eyes flashed when he scanned your bare legs.

“Hmm. Don’t girls get horny on their periods? Shouldn’t your boyfriend be here taking care of that?”

You threw a pillow at him but he caught it.

“Rafe, I don’t have a boyfriend. And besides, I can take care of that myself.” You half expected him to be grossed out but Rafe smirked.

“Yeah? You touch that pussy with those pretty fingers? Get them all bloody? I knew you were a dirty girl.” His dark tone caused goosebumps to rise on your warm skin.

“Rafe, you shouldn’t say those things.”

Instead of backing down, he moved closer, setting his knee on the mattress. “Why not? Come on, doll. I know you’re not that fucking stupid. You know I wanna bend you over and see that cunt wet for my dick.”

His words made your pussy dampen and your eyes widened as Rafe moved the blankets back further. His big hands toyed with your knee socks, snapping them. “You want me to take care of that? Fuck that greedy pussy? I’ve heard it helps cramps too.”

You blush profusely. It was so wrong but at that moment you didn’t fucking care. You nod and Rafe climbs into bed. He moves on top of you, holding his weight with one muscular arm. He breathes heavily as he presses a light kiss to your jaw.

“Just lay there and relax, princess. I’m gonna take care of you. My pretty girl…”

He peppers kisses along your neck, sucking softly to the skin as he tugs down your shorts, panties and pad. Rafe uses his other hand to tenderly toy with the outside of your cunt, his fingers dipping to massage your swollen clit. You mewl and your head falls back.

“Oh god, that feels so good. You’re not disgusted?” You whine and he shakes his head.

“A little blood never hurt anyone.” He continued his motions then slipped two big fingers inside and curled them. Your blood giving him more lubricant as you moan and grip onto his arm.

“Fuck. Rafe, don’t stop, don’t stop please!” You beg and he nods. Rafe pulls his fingers out, looking at the glistening red and he smears it lightly on your lower stomach. Drawing an R.

“Your pussy belongs to me, princess. It always has. I’m gonna fuck that tight cunt, fill you with my cum.” He groans and shoves his pants down.

His cock leaks with precum as he pumps it a few times. Rafe sinks slowly into your pussy, reveling in the sounds you make as he stretches you on his dick. “That’s it, baby. Make all those whimpers for me. Let me have it.” He demands and thrusts.

He wasn’t going harshly, holding onto the headboard as he supports your back with the other. You wrap your legs around his waist as Rafe moves with a steady rhythm. Tears bring in your eyes as pleasure warms you, “Mmm, I needed it so bad,”

“Yeah? Desperate for my dick? You’re such a good girl. Taking me so fucking good. I knew your pussy would feel so good. Tightest cunt. Fuck,” He buries his face in your neck as you cream on his dick.

You breathe heavily and pant as your vision goes white. Rafe shudders and fills you with his cum, “Shitttt, god, knew you were a little slut. Letting me fuck you while you bleed. My good little puppy.”

He fucks you through your climax, pulling out to see the blood shine on his dick before he pushes it back in.

“That’s my pretty puppy. Gonna fuck you for hours.”

Tagging @marchsfreakshow @xxbimbobunnyxx @bunnycrush @oceandriveab @starkeysprincess @redhead1180 @gri959 @decodedlvr @rafesthroatbaby @rafeinterlude @ihe4rttwd @rowans-posts

[ariisheresstuff]

The Hormones

Pairings: Carmy x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: You decided to go with Carmy to work, Carmy hesitated with bringing you along with you. You been dealing with pregnancy hormones recently. With the hormones hitting you, Richie had enough and lashes out on you making you upset.

Genre: Angst to comfort

Warnings: Cursing, Crying, mentions of being pregnant, Richie being mean, Yelling.

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A/N: My requests are open! 💜

“Alright baby, I’m off to work.” Carmen announces as walks over to you in the kitchen. He places a hand on your bump rubbing it gently before kissing your forehead.

“Actually, Carmy?” You said making him go back to face you.

“What’s wrong baby?” He asked as he softly cupped your face worriedly. You smiled at him being so protective of you.

“Can I come with you today? I’m tired of being home by myself.” You said with pleading eyes.

Carmen sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. “Are you sure babe? I don’t want you getting tired of being bored at the place. Plus, you should be resting.” Carmen loves when you come along with him to work, but with your hormones being more stronger and you being more sensitive, he hesitated. You literally started to cry over tying your shoe because your stomach was in the way.

You pouted, “Please Carmy? I promise I won’t cause trouble I just wanna be with you, I get sad when I’m alone here.” Your eyes were already watering making Carmen panic.

“Okay, okay baby, don’t get upset. I hate when you get upset, it hurts me. Of course you can come, but if things to start to overwhelm you, you tell me okay?” You nodded making him smile and peck your lips. He grabbed your hand as the two you of walked out of the apartment.

“Look who finally showed up!” Richie announced as Carmen walked in with you, Carmen rolled his eyes.

“Shut the fuck Richie, get to work.” Carmen shook his head as he led you through the kitchen.

“What brings you here sweets?” Richie asked you as he gave you a hug, you smiled.

“Didn’t feel like staying home, I need to get out and enjoy life before the little one comes.” Richie nodded as he continued to work.

Tina smiled as she walked up to you giving you a hug and a kiss before rubbing your bump. “How are you doing mama? Baby doing good?”

You smiled at Tina’s comfort, “Healthy baby, but it’s killing me.” You whined making Tina frown.

“Aye, poor thing. You need anything?”

“Not right now, I’m okay thank you.” Carmen yelled something at the others, as you walked towards his office.

“Oh, hey Y/N!” You quickly turned to see Sydney waving, you quickly smiled at you and gave her a hug.

“Hey Syd! How you doing?”

“Good, good, and you?”

“Ugh, it’s hard dealing with a fetus in your stomach.” You joked as you rubbed your bump.

“Well hey, almost time y’know?”

You nodded with a smile, “I can’t wait.” You quickly said goodbye as Carmen led you to sit in his office chair.

“You hungry or anything?” He asked you as he ran a hand over your back, you shook your head.

“Not at the moment.” You shrugged

“Alright, let me know if anything.” He quickly gave you a kiss to your lips making you sigh.

“Love you.” You said with a smile making him smile back.

“Love you more.”

It’s been over two hours already and you starting to get cranky. You were whining as you had your head down. Your back was killing you and you felt a headache coming on from the heat from the kitchen. You whined as you slowly got up before wincing as your back started to hurt. You rubbed your bump as you opened the office door entering the kitchen.

“Guys, I fucking told you a million times! Get your shit together, I’m not fucking playing!” Carmen yelled as everyone yelled “Yes Chef!” In unison. Carmen sighed before he spotted you with a frown on your face.

“Hey baby, you okay? What’s wrong?” He cupped your face as he examined your features.

“I’m getting hungry carm, it’s hot I’m dying! And my back is hurting!” You said a little too loud, Carmen cursed in his mind knowing you were getting cranky.

“I’m sorry babe, you wanna sit by the booths? You might cool off better there. And you want something to eat?” He led you to the entrance of the diner, before you stopped him.

“No Carmen, nothing is helping me. I’m tired and hungry and it’s making me upset!” You could feel tears forming making Carmen cringe.

“Hey, hey, hey. Relax, I know baby. I’m sorry that you’re going through this. Just take a deep breath and I’ll make you something to eat, what do you feel like having, hm?” He said softly not wanting to make you more upset, he quickly rubbed your back making you whimper as small tears fell down your face.

“I-I I don’t know what I want to eat! Basically anything I eat makes me puke! I can’t take it anymore!” You were starting to get more loud making everyone in the kitchen look at you and Richie finally blew it.

“Jesus Christ! Why did you even come if you’re gonna act like a bitch?” Richie yelled from the other side, everyone turned to look at Richie who had a frown on his face.

“Richie!” Carmen yelled back at his cousin making Richie shake his head.

“Nah! Because why the fuck is she here if she’s gonna be bitchy about everything? Make that make sense to me!”

“Richie, you better shut the fuck up! She’s pregnant, I don’t care if she’s here or not! Don’t make me fucking hurt you cousin!”

“Let me see you try, jagoff.” Richie said with a sarcastic chuckle. Carmen’s eyes twitched.

“Don’t even start with me Richie! You’re the fucking jagoff, don’t start with that bullshit I-

Carmen stopped his yelling when he heard a sniffle and a whimper. Everyone turned to look at you, tears fell down your face as you hiccuped.

“I-I’m sorry.” You said through broken sobs, everyone just froze as they watched you cry.

“Baby.” Carmen said softly as he quickly walked over to you. “Hey, look at me.” You pushed his hands away as you shook your head. You then turned around and walked over to the back door, you opened the door as you went outside to the cool breeze.

Everyone just stood there in silence, then looked at Richie.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Richie! How dare you do such a thing to that poor girl! She’s pregnant for god sake!” Tina yelled at Richie as she slapped his arm with a frown.

“Not cool Richie, seriously.” Marcus said with a shook of his head as he followed Tina outside.

“Do better Richie, honestly.” Sydney said as she followed the rest outside to console you.

Richie just stood there frozen with his mouth slightly opened.

“What the fuck is your problem!?!” Carmen roared as he shoved Richie into a wall nearby, making Richie stumble.

“Chill Carmen!”

“No, you chill! How are you gonna say that to her huh?!?! Don’t you have a kid?!?! Didn’t you deal with this too?!? How dare you come at Y/N like that! She didn’t deserve that shit! She’s seven fucking months pregnant! Of course she’s gonna feel like shit!” All Carmen saw was red as his shoulders rose up and down from his yelling rant. His heart was pounding as his hand shook under Richie’s shirt he had a grip on.

“Chill the fuck out Carmen! I’m sorry, that just came over me! I mean it! I didn’t mean for that happen, I just let my inner thoughts get to me! I know she didn’t deserve that. I’m sorry alright?” Richie said in a calming voice to get Carmen to calm down.

Carmen gave him a glare as he let go his shirt, “You better fucking apologize to her, not me. Understand?” Richie nodded with hands in surrender, Carmen huffed as he first walked outside, Richie behind him.

You had your head buried in your hands as Tina comforted you, your head rested on her shoulder as she rubbed your back in comfort , your shoulders shook with each sob.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for-for that to-to happen.” You whimpered, making Tina shake her head.

“Nonsense mija, you are carrying a child. You have every right to feel this way. Richie is being an asshole, don’t let him get to you mama.”

You removed your hand away from your face before looking up to see Carmen and Richie. Tina moved away but not before giving your head a peck as she told everyone to go back inside, leaving you, Carmen, and Richie alone.

You looked down at your feet, not making eye contact with either of the men. Carmen didn’t say anything as he walked up to you and wrapped his arms around you.

You couldn’t help but feel more tears fall down as you softly cried into his chest. Carmen softly shushed you as he rubbed your back knowing it was hurting you. He whispered sweet nothing in your ear as he kissed your head and forehead repeatedly.

“I-I I’m sorry, I didn’t m-mean for this to happen.” You said through hiccups, Carmen shook his head.

“Hey, no, stop that. This wasn’t your fault baby. You’re pregnant, you have every right to be mad, upset, and sad. This is a hard time for you. But you should’ve stayed home baby. It’s always chaotic here, and I don’t want that to overwhelm you. I want you to be okay and feel comfortable. I know it’s hard for you, but I’m here always for you okay?”

He cupped your face making you look up at him, your lip trembled as tears fell down your cheeks. He quickly wiped them away, before kissing your lips a few times. He gave you a hug making you wrap your arms around his waist, enjoying his touch.

“I love you, y’know that?” He said softly in your ear making you nod in his chest. He swayed you back and forth before facing Richie, who had a frown on his face.

“I think Richie has something to say to you too.” Carmen said softly making you open your eyes to see Richie with a sad frown. He cleared his throat before speaking.

“I’m sorry for what I said to you Y/N, I really am. I admit I was being a jagoff and all that shit I said was wrong and that you don’t deserve that. But, I hope you can forgive me because you’re my family and I don’t want to hurt you like that again.”

You actually felt another set of tears coming at Richie’s apology, you loved Richie as family. You hated what he said to you, but how can you not forgive him.

“Oh Richie, of course I forgive you. I’m sorry that I triggered you to go off on me. I’m sorry, you’re a sweet man and I know you didn’t mean it.” You hiccuped as you walked over to Richie before wrapping your arms around his waist bringing him into a hug. Richie’s eyes went wide, not expecting you to forgive him so easily. He tensed up as you hugged him, but quickly relaxed and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m sorry kid, really. I was an asshole for that.” He said softly as he rubbed your back in comfort making you look up at him with a smile. You stood on your tippy toes before pecking his cheek with a smile making him smile back at you. You turned to face Carmen who walked over to you and Richie.

“Don’t pull that shit again cousin or I swear I will beat your ass.” Richie rolled his eyes at him.

“Yeah, yeah cousin, I got it. Jesus.” He shook his head making you chuckle a bit at the two men.

“You still hungry baby?” Carmen asked you as the three of you walked back into the kitchen. You nodded your head at that.

“I’m having those cravings again actually.” You said as you held onto Carmen’s hand. He led you to the booths in the front, Carmy smiled.

“What’s the craving today?” Carmen said as the two of you sat down at a booth.

“Pickles and ice cream.” You said with a smile making Carmen give you a disgusting look. You smacked his arm before laughing.

“How the fuck do you enjoy that?” He said as he got up, you laughed.

“It’s not me, it’s the baby!” You put your hands up in surrender.

“Sure it is baby.” He said with a smile before leaning down to kiss you before entering the kitchen.

“Marcus! Get me a cup of the ice cream you made and Tina! Get me some pickles! Y/N is having her weird ass cravings again!”

“Carmen! Don’t announce it to everyone!

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[daisykihannie]

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝐂𝐇.𝟐 | 𝙷.𝙹𝚂

pairing: Incubus!Jisung x gn arab!reader + bff!Felix

warnings: smut, NSFW, exhibitionism, voyerism, oral, monster fucking, no protection, power exchange, angst (if you squint), fluff (if you squint), phone sex (kinda), orgasm control, orgasm denial, edging, teasing, dacryphilia, praise, degradation, etc.

a/n: i have written and re-written chapter two so many times and i hate all of them. This is the best one out of all my attempts so, this one will be chapter 2. I wanted to touch more on the whole Jisung Catching feelings part but maybe i’ll do a chapter three later in for that. I’m sorry if this isn’t as good as chapter one. i kinda psyched myself out when writing this bc i’m scared to disappoint you guys after you all loved chapter one so much.

chapter 1 | chapter 3

When you woke up again you could feel a weight resting across your hip and a firm pressure applied to your back. Opening your eyes, you were greeted with the bright rays of morning sun dancing across your face, causing you to squint your eyes as they attempted to adjust. As you moved to grab your phone from your bedside table, the grip around your waist tightened and a growl greeted your ears. Luckily you weren’t as startled as the first time you awoke to the demon's presence against you, this time a small smile pulled at your lips instead and you rolled over swiftly to be facing him, the tips of your noses grazing each other in the process.

Your movements caused the demon to screw his eyes shut and his eyebrows to furrow in annoyance, displaying that he clearly had no intentions of getting up yet. When your body stilled and settled into a comfortable position again, his face relaxed back into a peaceful pout and you felt your heart begin to beat harshly against your rib cage. How could a demon, whose entire purpose was seduction and sex, look so damn innocent and cute? It was really starting to give you whiplash and a slight headache as you desperately tried to wrap your head around it.

You figured it wouldn’t hurt to take a moment to admire the larger man in your bed. You lie there with only millimeters between your faces and he truly is a masterpiece, you can feel yourself getting lost in the gentleness of his softer features as your eyes travel everywhere they could reach with the lack of space between yourselves, determined to have his form engraved into your brain. His hand kept its firm grip on your hip bone, almost like he was worried you’d slip away and disappear if his grip loosened even slightly.

“Enjoying the view?” his deep, growling, morning voice made you jump in surprise and it successfully snapped you out of your trance. The bass of his tone shook you to your core, heat beginning to pool in your underwear as your body began to react to him before your brain had a chance to. Right as you were ready to reply with a snarky remark like you normally would to his cockiness, your phone began to ring.

Letting out a quiet groan, you reluctantly flipped your body back over, away from his comforting body heat and grabbed the device. You could feel the demon's eyes traveling along the back of your neck as you read the caller ID. Seeing “Lixie Baby” lighting up the screen you felt yourself getting giddy, having missed your best friend more than you’d realized. Accepting the call and holding the phone up to your ear you cooed “My baby! I missed you so much~” your words earned a deep chuckle from the other side, causing a warm smile to settle against your lips.

“I missed you too Angel, did you do the ritual? Have you been getting your guts rearranged too well to respond to your soulmate?” he teased, trying his best to sound offended at his implications and you let out your own chuckle in response. You heard a slight growl escape the demon behind you and his grip on your hip tightened before he pulled you back towards him. You were pressed flush against his bare chest, his exposed cock pressing into the back of your thigh with how tightly he held your body against his own.

Jisung felt a weird feeling bubbling in his chest when he heard how you spoke lovingly to the other person on the call. It wasn’t anger or anything like that, It was a new feeling. It was something that he’d never felt before and if he was being completely honest, he didn’t like it. It made his stomach twist in tight and uncomfortable knots and the fact that he had started feeling new, weird feelings since meeting you made him frustrated. The only way he knew how to cure frustrations was sex, as a sex demon, it made sense. A bubbling desire to get rid of these disgusting feelings and replace them with much better feelings was what influenced his actions at this moment.

Ignoring the way he held you possessively as you continued your conversation but you decided not to pull away from his toned body, allowing him to manhandle you in whatever way he desired. “God Lixie, why are you so concerned about me getting laid? Do you need that book back so you can get your dick wet and hop off mine?” you teased and you could just hear Felix pouting on the other side as a soft giggle left your lips. Your conversation continued like this, teasing each other in a flirty manner like you two normally did, as you felt Jisung nosing against the crook of your neck where it connected to your shoulder. The flesh under his nose and lips was still painted in red and purple marks, memorializing the night you had just shared with the demon mere hours ago.

A shiver traveled down your spine when his tongue slipped out from between his lips and began tracing the marks on your skin in soft kitten licks and you swatted at Jisung’s hip in an attempt to get him to stop. He was having none of that and you could feel him smirk against your skin at your poor attempt. He began trailing his hand that was resting on your hip down between the plush of your thighs and using his nails to dig into the supple flesh, pulling your legs apart and using his elbow to keep you from letting your legs shut again. He kept your knee bent and your foot firmly planted against the mattress behind your other knee that was still resting comfortably on its side on the bed, the space between your legs forming a triangle shape.

While Felix went on a bit of a tangent and you listened intently, you took his yapping as a chance to pull your phone away from your ear and mute your mic so you could speak to Jisung without Felix’s knowledge. “Jisung. Stop it now. Can’t you see I'm on the phone?!” you scolded him in a whisper and you felt his cock twitch against the meat of your ass in response before he spoke.

“Trust me, I can see that very clearly and since you don’t want to get off the phone when I ask nicely, you get to stay on the phone and be good for me instead.” he growled out against the shell of your ear that was newly exposed from removing the phone from it. “What the fuck are you talking about sung?” you asked slightly annoyed and very confused about what he meant. Sensing your confusion he continued, “You’re going to continue your conversation while I use your pretty body however I want as a punishment for not listening. You don’t want little Lixie to find out about the demon in your bed right? So you better be really good at hiding how good I'm making you feel.” with his words, he unmuted your phone right as you heard Felix calling out to you for a response, sensing you’d been quiet a little too long.

“Sorry Lix, I had to feed Soonie. I’m listening, don't worry.” you didn’t have a chance to argue as you fell back into listening and paying attention to the rest of Felix’s story but you did your best to hide your arousal at Jisungs words and luckily Felix didn’t catch it but you were almost positive a certain demon had when you heard another growl ripping from his throat. Jisung wasted no time once he heard Felix continue to ramble, his fingers slipping into the waistband of your sleep shorts and your into underwear.

He used his fingertips to swipe through your folds, collecting your slick arousal on his fingers as lube before begging to rub slow, teasing circles against your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your breath caught in your throat and you had to bite down on your lower lip to keep a moan from escaping. Jisungs tongue went back to traveling across your neck and shoulder, sucking and nipping at the unmarked skin and causing more reds and purples to erupt just under the surface of your skin.

“Angel? Are you okay? I heard you gasp, what happened?” concern and worry laced your best friend's voice and you had to use all of your power to focus on him and will your voice to remain steady as you spoke. “Y-yeah…” hearing your own stutter, you cleared your throat before continuing. “All is good Sunshine, just um… get scratched by Soonie… seems like she wants to p-play a bit too rough for how early it is… but I’m okay. Carry on with your story. How did Hyune respond to that?” you silently begged him not to push further and you looked at Jisung over your shoulder with a warning to stop, but he was having too much fun watching you struggle to contain your sounds.

At that exact moment the demon decided to push just the tips of his index and middle finger inside of your entrance, using a scissoring motion to tease you open for him. You had to screw your eyes shut as your body shivered and your jaw went slack with a silent moan. “That’s my baby~ you’re doing so good for me.” Jisung whispered against your neck quiet enough to not be picked up by the mic on your phone but loud enough for you to hear. He swiftly rolled you onto your back and your eyes met his in a heated, lust filled stare off as you watched him move down the expanse of your body before he stopped with his face only incessantly from your core. Your eyes were practically begging him to let you get off the phone before progressing further and he shook his head with a tsk.

Your eyes stayed on his as he began pressing open mouthed kisses to the wet spot forming on the thin fabric of your shorts just above your sensitive bud. Your jaw went slack in a silent moan at the sensation and your eyes rolled back into your head momentarily, your reaction only urging him to continue with his languid teasing. He began to make out with your clothed clit and your arm started to drop causing your phone to leave your ear for a moment and he used his sharp canines to nip slightly at the bundle of nerves. Your eyes shot back open and went wide as you stared down at him with a look to ask “what the fuck?”

He didn’t stop his tongue and lips from their languid dance along the slick soaked fabric, eyes still locked on yours as he spoke. “I said to stay on the phone. Keep the phone to your ear, now.” a whimper slipped from your lips in response to his raspy voice, attaching the phone back to its place against your ear and you heard a nervous chuckle leave Felix.

“H-hey um… if you’re busy w-we can always call later…” he sounded a bit out of breath when he spoke, almost like he was panting and before you could respond with a yes, jisung nipped at your clit again causing your body to jolt in response. “N-no Lixie… I- I’m good to k-keep talking. What were y-you saying again?” you hadn’t been able to pay attention to anything the other male was saying but he continued nevertheless. Jisung seemed pleased with this so he finally removed your drenched shorts and panties, wasting no time before attaching his mouth to your bare heat.

He let out a low growl that caused vibrations to shoot through you as soon as he could taste you. He was acting feral at your taste, lapping at your juices and sucking on your clit with slurping sounds like a man starved. It quickly became impossible to keep quiet with the way Jisung skillfully worked his tongue against you and inside your tight hole. Wanton moans began to rip out of your chest and your phone fell onto the bed as both your hands slipped into Jisung’s midnight blue locks, tugging his face against your core, grinding on his nose and tongue.

A growl erupted from the demon between your legs when he noticed that you had discarded the phone and he pulled away, earning a high pitched whine from you. You looked at him with confusion, the room growing quiet and you could hear distant grunts and huffs filling the air. That’s when it hit you, you were still on the phone with Felix and you’d gotten so lost in Jisung’s mouth that you hadn’t tried to contain the sounds of your pleasure. You face grew red as you scrambled to pick up the phone, Felix's moans filling your ear and causing your core to gush at the sounds. Jisung let out a chuckle at your reaction and watched your throbbing bundle of nerves and your hole clenching around nothing at your ruined orgasm.

“L-lixie?” you asked softly and cautiously. You were beyond embarrassed and didn't know how to approach the topic of what was happening. “Fuck angel… you sound so good i just- i can’t help myself.” his voice was more whiny than you’d ever heard before. “M-maybe we should just c-call later?” you asked him in a shaky voice, slight wince on your face in fear.

Before Felix even had a chance to respond, Jisung was grabbing your phone. “Felix was it?” he purred into the phone, Felix's moans quietly continuing on the other side before stopping abruptly when he heard the much deeper voice, earning a devilish smirk from the demon still planted between your thighs. You couldn’t hear if Felix was responding or not as you watched Jisung begin nipping at the sensitive skin on the inside of your thighs, your body jolting at the sharp sting that followed each one.

“hmmmm why don’t you come join us? I'm sure my doll will be more than happy to have both of us at once.” and Jisung hung up before anything further could be said. Your eyes went wide as the cocky smirk remained on his face.

“WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT JI!? HE'S MY BEST FRIEND!” You tried to sit up and pull your heat away from him but he was quicker in digging his nails into your hip bones slightly to hold you in place, his face so close that every word he spoke caused hot air to stick to the slick that covered your core.

“No need to pretend that you don’t want each other. Remember, it’s my job to serve you sexually so I know what you truly desire since sealing our contract. The contract allows me to hear every single want and need that your body holds.” he finished what he was saying and placed a light kiss to your still throbbing bud, eliciting a whimper from you. “I-it’s not like he’ll actually sh-show” you mumbled out between the kitten licks Jisung delivered between your folds, barely allowing the tip of his tongue to graze your most sensitive spots and teasing you further. Your body was heating up again as you grew more desperate to be touched properly.

“Trust me doll, he will show.” he purred and returned back to eating you out. He wasn’t nearly as ravenous as before, teasing you with soft licks, light suckles, and barely placing his index finger against your entrance and tugging slightly at the ring but never fully slipping his digits inside. He kept up his teasing and edging to the point of tears slipping from your eyes, begging him to do more but never earning such a reward.

This torture went on for about 10 minutes and you were beyond the point of soft tears, you were practically wailing for him to give you more as your doorbell rang. Your eyes shot open wide, meeting with the demon's slanted eyes and he pulled away from you just enough to speak but letting his words fall against your core. “Come in!” he called out through the apartment.

“What the fuck!? we don’t know who-“ you were cut off by a panting felix in your bedroom doorway. He looked like he’d ran all the way there, cock still tenting his sweats as he took in the sight before him. “L-lix…” you spoke through your tears, jisung taking a moment to suck harshly at your swollen bud and causing you to let out another moan and a cry.

Unfortunately you didn’t get any relief as Jisung climbed off the bed and sat in the desk chair in your room. His eyes were locked on the blonde male as your soaked core was on display, Felix's eyes never leaving you and your body began to heat up in embarrassment. You went to close your thighs and cover yourself up but Jisung let out a low guttural growl, causing you to let your knees fall back to the bed and opening your core up yet again.

“Well, don’t just stand there. Get to work, make my baby feel good~” Jisung purred out, unknowingly adding extra weight to the “my'' and shifted his hips forward in his seat, his monstrous cock on full display. Luckily Felix didn’t seem fazed at all by a literal demon sitting in your room so he made quick work to stalk over to your bed and slotting himself between your open thighs.

“God, you’re so fucking pretty like this~ tears and all.” Felix praised as he caged your body to the bed, pressing his clothed cock against your fully soaked and exposed core. He kissed the tears off your cheeks before catching your jutted out lower lip between his teeth. He pulled at your swollen and pouty lower lip slightly, earning a whimper from you as your hands shot into his long blonde hair and pulled his face closer. Your lips danced together in a fierce battle of dominance, your need overpowering your embarrassment in the situation as you were finally being touched properly.

Felix began rocking his hips against you, deep groans slipping into your open mouth, silvia dripping down both of your chins and down your chest. You desperately needed more after the extensive teasing from Jisung, your hands moving to Felix’s hips and pulling him painfully closer, the barrier of his clothing becoming too much as the grinding continued. The grinding and kissing just wasn’t enough and it was slightly embarrassing to know that you were acting like you were in heat with your frantic movements. You needed to feel full, needed to cum, needed Felix to fuck you open on his cock.

“L-lixie please… need you now… inside please…” you begged against his lips like you were going to go insane if he didn’t hurry up and honestly, you were convinced you might. “You… fuck- you have to let go of me first so I can take off my pants angel-“ his words hit your lips since you’d refused to let him separate from you at all and you reluctantly let go of your vice grip on him with a desperate whine when you felt his body heat leave you.

Jisung remained seated as he watched you cling desperately to the smaller blonde male. At first it was funny watching your desperation as the other fumbled through his movements, clearly he wouldn’t be able to appease you like he did but then he watched as Felix removed his clothes to reveal a toned build and a decent sized cock, causing Jisung to gulp.

When Jisung first saw the man entering your room in a fluffy sweater and gray sweats, he looked far too soft and sweet to be a satisfying partner for how wild you were. He didn’t expect him to have much experience or to be as hung as he was. He was nowhere near as big as Jisung but he definitely had a solid hand of cards to play with. Jisung looked at you and the way you drooled over just the sight of Felix’s cock made his chest tighten uncomfortably.

He remained in his spot as he watched Felix settle back between your legs after stripping and you began rolling your hips along his cock the same way you’d done with Jisung that first time. He hadn’t realized how tight his grip had gotten on the armrests of your desk chair until he felt them snap under his grip, breaking off from the rest of the chair. His focus fell to the crumbling price of black plastic that now rested in his palm and with his focus off of you and Felix, he was able to realize just how tight his chest had grown.

It felt harder to breathe and his stomach was tangled in knots so tight he was sure they’d push any food up and out of his throat. A growl rumbled through his chest, that feeling of almost anger was back again and bubbling painfully against his rib cage, yet he still couldn’t place what exactly it was. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard you screaming out a name that wasn’t his.

“Fuck! Felix- oh my god! you feel so fucking good-" Your screams earned low grunts from your best friend as his hips continued to snap into you harshly, the sound of skin slapping mixed with your wanton moans and his deep groans began filling the room. The smell of sex flooded Jisung’s nose as he struggled to contain himself with the sounds being made and watching you fall apart on Felix’s cock.

Hearing how good another man, a mere human, was making you feel made his blood boil. He hated every second of this, something that was supposed to just be fun was painful to him now. He’s had plenty of threesomes before so this wasn’t anything new but the way he was seeing red as he watched Felix bring you to the brink of your orgasm? That was definitely new. How long has this been going on? Why did he do this? He was ready to tear Felix’s head from his body, he needed to stop this-

“FUCK! Yes lix~ j-just like that! I-I’m gonna- ngghh” you clenched around Felix's cock as your body was sent over the edge, muscles on fire as you came all over his cock. The clenching of your walls as you worked through your high brought Felix to his own orgasm and he pulled out, painting your chest and stomach with his long white ropes. Your body trembled as Felix pulled out with a slight wince and let his body collapse next to you, both of your chests heaving while trying to catch your breath.

“God- I can't believe we never did that.” you mumbled still trying to catch your breath, a soft chuckle following. “We definitely need to do this again Angel~” he hummed with a flirting tint to his voice. He rolled over to look at you, eyes landing on the demon in the process, fear plaguing his body at what he saw.

Jisung’s eyes were a glowing neon pink, fangs visible as he bit down on his lip, blood pouring down his chin and forming a puddle in the ridges of his abs. He saw that the chair was now missing arm rests and bits of black plastic were crumbled on the floor beside the chair.

The sight made Felix tense up and freeze, cold sweats prickling from his pores. You noticed the rigidity of Felix’s body when he froze next to you, opening your eyes again and you met those of the demon on the other side of the room. It was odd how you didn’t feel scared, the same eyes that’d haunted you in the beginning now making you coo internally. Why did he look like a kicked puppy to you?

“Sungie~” you called out softly and held out your hand for him. The lack of terror you exhibited made Felix not only petrified but beyond confused as well. Jisung looked at you, his expression softening for only a moment. It was so quick that you’d miss it if you blinked, but you’d caught it. He really was just a big puppy under that scary dog exterior.

“Come here please? I need my sungie~'' Your voice still showed how tired you were but remained soft and sweet, your focus was entirely on Jisung now and you’d almost forgotten Felix was still laying in your bed. “I-i’m gonna go before he kills me…” Felix’s voice came out shaky but his fear kept him frozen to his place. “No, Lix you stay right there.” you spoke softly, eyes trained on Jisung who still had yet to move.

“Jisung.” your voice was stern and Jisung couldn’t help but react to the dominance in your voice. Slowly rising from his seat and stalking over to you, same terrifying energy radiating off of him, expression remaining harsh to felix but you could see deeper. He wasn’t angry, he was hurt and all you wanted to do was hold him and cover his face in kisses, comfort him and make him feel better.

Jisung made it over to the bed before stopping at the side, body still rigid and powerful in his stance and his eyes flicked over to Felix, causing him to jump back a bit in fear. He couldn’t understand what the fuck was happening and he just really wanted to leave alive but you’d told him to stay and surely you’d never let him die… right?

Once Jisung was in front of you, you looked up at him through half closed lids, still feeling tiredness weighing your body down. You wrapped your extended hand around his wrist and yanked him towards you. His body fell foreword and he had to put his free hand next to your head on the pillows to keep himself from falling on you completely. Your lips collided in a searing kiss, teeth audibly classing together as your tongue slipped between the seam of his lips.

The intensity of your lips on his had him almost melting as an animalistic growl was ripped from his throat and swallowed by your open mouth. His tongue began to push against yours in a heated battle of control, your tongues caught in the small space between your lips as the rolled against one another. A moan left you through the exchange of saliva as your tongues remained on full display for the blonde who was hypnotized by the erotic exchange and Jisung began to climb on top of your still spent body.

Felix could feel his cock coming back to life as he watched the both of you battling for dominance. He couldn’t help himself as his hand made its way down his body and began to lightly tug at his over sensitive member, completely hypnotized by the two of you. Jisung easily found his place between your legs, the puddle of your orgasm under his knees and the release that painted your skin becoming sticky as it dried between your bodies.

Jisung continued to hold himself up with his hands planted on either side of your head as the kiss continued to get even sloppier and more intense as it went on, more groans and growls leaving the demon as he was trying desperately to regain control of the situation. You could feel that he wasn’t going to give up so easy, an idea popping into your head causing you to smirk against his lips.

One of your hands left where they’d rested on his tiny waist, making its way up to his throat and wrapping around the soft flesh and squeezing tightly. A whimper left the demon and you could feel his body shudder against yours and almost melt into you. You took the chance to take over completely, your tongue sliding into his mouth and licking every surface it could reach.

You began to roll your hips against him as he continued to slip into a more submissive headspace. He continued to let out whimpers and whines as he let you do whatever you wanted to him, becoming putty in your hands. The sounds he let out were a harsh contrast to th noises you’d gotten used to hearing. His growls and groans were definitely capable of making you weak in the knees but hearing him sounding so needy and desperate ignited a new kind of fire in you.

Finally separating your lips with Jisung chasing after your touch again, cock still leaking againt you heat and turning more of your body as messy as your kiss had gotten. You were looking up at the demon, body covered in Felix’s cum, a mix of both yours and Jisung’s saliva, and the essence of your arousal mixed with the copious amounts of pre-cum that’d began pouring out of Jisung’s pretty pink cock.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and show Lixie here how good you fuck me hmmmm?” you purred out, his jealousy still radiating off of him. You wanted to reassure him that you are genuinely more than satisfied by just him and the best way to do that for a sex demon was to let them show off and feel the truth in your words than to just hear them.

This got Jisung to perk up, the hurt puppy look leaving him as he glanced over to see Felix stroking his cock at the show that you two had just put on. He couldn’t help but take a moment to admire the blonde, sitting obediently and watching, being a good boy for you just because you’d told him to stay. The power you held over your bestfriend in just a few words had Jisung enamored and a fluttery and warm feeling began to erupt in his chest. He felt a sense of pride mixed with the weird and warm feelings as he looked back to you, the dominance in your gaze piercing through him and making him feel a bit exposed.

Feeling exposed wasn’t something Jisung was used to despite the fact that he'd always been striding around completely naked but this was a different kind of exposure. It felt like you'd tore his still beating heart from his chest and held it so delicately in your palms despite the fact that you could so easily in that moment treat the organ with no care and even squeeze it a bit harder in your clutches and end him, ruin him, break him and his soul with such an easy movement but you actively choose not to. You choose to be gentle, treat it with care, treat it with love, treat him with such care and love…

Love… Is that the feeling he feels? Does he love you?

He held onto that idea as he felt you wrap those pretty, delicate, fingers around the base of his cock and guiding his tip to your entrance. Again, your touch was gentle and kind, your eyes were soft and alluring without any harshness to them. You looked at him and watched him in a way he’d never experienced before. There was something in your gaze that was reaching out to him and he wanted so desperately to figure out how to take a hold of that and never let it go.

Jisung pushed into you slowly all the way to the hilt, pushing his hips flush against your ass as he bottomed out, a small hiss slipping from between your teeth from the pain of his size and the overstimulation. Jisung stilled for a moment and watched as you adjusted to him yet again, once you nodded he slowly began to pull out until just his tip remained inside of you. You took a moment to reach out and grab Felix’s free hand that wasn’t wrapped around his cock and guided his small hand to your lower stomach, pressing his palm against your skin. Felix looked at you confused as you held his hand in place with gently pressure and looked to Jisung again.

“Let him feel just how well you fill me up Sung~ Let him feel just how well that demon cock rearranges my guts.” your voice still purred in a sultry tone but it became a bit more airy as your arousal began to course through your veins again. Jisung didn’t need to be told twice before bottoming out again and angling his hips upward to rub against the sweet spot inside of you, causing that familiar bulge in your abdomen to push against Felix’s hand and wanton moans to begin to fall from yout lips as he set a slow but hard rhythm to his thrusts.

To say Felix was shocked was an understatement, even as your hands gripped the blankets underneath you, his hand remained and his cock continued to leak in his fist. He could feel Jisung’s cock carving out your insides and your body heating up as you got closer to your orgasm. Jisung felt you teetering on the edge too as he picked up his speed, doing exactly the right things to have your orgasm crashing into you full force before you’d expected it.

“Yes! Fuck sung! Just like that thats my good boy! I-Im gonna-” you were cut off as the force of your orgasm kncked the wind out of you and your jaw opening into a silent scream as you came all over the demon’s cock and covered his abs in your squirt. “God fuck doll- your milking my cock so good. I’m gonna fuck you full of my cum just like you beg for, like my good fucking slut!” Jisung’s voice was strained as he worked you through your high, the grip on his cock almost painful as a few more sharp thrusts were delivered straight to your thuroughly abused sweet spot and he was toppling over the edge himself.

He came inside of you hard and Felix let out a gasp as he could feel the force of Jisung’s cum from where his hand remained pressed against your abdomen and that feeling had him rfeaching his second orgasm of the night. He painted his own abdomen in hot white ropes and a deep groan ripping through him as his thighs began twitching at the intensity of it. He lazily tugged at his cock through the after shocks before collapsing backwards on the bed and Jisung pulled out of you with a whine from his own overstimulation.

Out of the three of you, Jisung recovered the quickest. He only had to take a few moments of panting to catch his breath and relaxing back against the end of the bed frame as he watched you and Felix trying to recover. You were trembling and panting heavily, eyes shut in exhaustion and felix was pretty much in the exact same boat, both of you were covered in sweat and various bodily fluids but Jisung couldn’t help but smile softly and that warm fluttery feeling returned.

“I love you” he spoke without realizing and your head snapped up off the pillows, eyes wide and meeting his own set of wide eyes. As you tried to figure out if you'd heard him right, he was launching himself off the bed and running out of the door. He slammed the door behind him as he fled, the force behind it causing the wood of the door frame it crack and splint as your body jolted at the volume of it all. “Did- did he just…” you began, still blinking away the shock.

You could hear a burst of wind in your living room, clattering of objects hitting the walls and the scraping of your furniture moving against your wooden floors. Jisung had went back to the underworld. He’d just vanished without another word. The realization settling into your gut painfully as felix jumped at the loud sounds and your bedroom door flying back open thanks to the broken doorframe unable to hold it closed. After the sounds stopped and your apartment fell eerily quiet again, felix spoke.

“He just told you he loved you… you- Y/Nnie you tamed an incubus…” felix spoke in his own form of shock, hes studied demons and other mythological creatures for years and its insanely rare for any demon to be tamed by a mortal but somehow, you, his best friend had done it. Felix met your teary, wide eyes and pulled you into a hug. Even after everything that just happened, Felix was still your bestfriend and platonic soulmate and he was still by your side as you began to cry, tears and snot surely covering the bare skin of his chest as you were overwhelmed with so many emotions you couldn't explain.

“I- I love him too lix… how- how do i show him? How do i get him to come back? I- I can’t lose him lix…” your body trembled as you sobbed harder against Felix’s body and he rubbed soothing circles into the skin of your back until you calmed down. “Why don’t you go take a shower and get all my cum off of you, then ill take one and get all… my cum off me too and then we can figure this out. You're sticky and gross.” his nose scrunched up at the sight of his mostly dry cum on your skin and his own skin covered in his half dry cum as well. You let out a laugh and wiped all the snot and tears from your face before nodding and leaving the room to take your shower.

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