#i am weak for the concept of them eventually becoming begrudging friends or something like it

[danielsarmand]

just imagined A Situation where louis, lestat, armand and daniel are all in the same place years after the dubai chapter and they find themselves surrounded by REAL danger so armand goes to try and fend off the worst of it and asks lestat to go with since they're the two oldest vampires of the bunch but louis steps up and says something like “no, he’ll stay behind with daniel, he can protect him” and armand just stares at him until louis adds “and you’ll protect me”. then daniel is all like “do i not get a say in this” and armand and louis go “no” in perfect sync and just like that they’re off and lestat is on babysitting duty for the night

[wildernessuntothemselves]

Oppa Knows Best | Part 3

Word Count: 4.8k Genre: Smut, Angst Summary:  If there is anything a lot of people can agree on when it comes to college, it’s that college is about much more than just education; it’s a whole transformative experience.  The person you were before college is not the same person you will be after college, and no one knows the truth of that statement quite like you do. You just didn’t expect to change so much so fast. Chapter Plot: You were on the dance floor, grinding up on some guy and about to whisper in his ear to take you home when you saw his familiar face, distorted with a rage that was also becoming familiar, charging up to you. You didn’t even have enough time for your heart to sink before he was unceremoniously ripping you out of the man’s arms, seething, “We’re going home.” Warnings: This story contains a very unbalanced power dynamic between the two main characters that is unhealthy and shouldn’t be tolerated irl. If someone treats you this way irl please run. This is a fictional story and the plot is basically just a vehicle for the smut. Contains slutshaming and controlling behavior. Also the dirty talk is painfully corny and pornolike so be warned lol. Oppa kink if it wasn’t obvious. tiny ass breeding kink and semi-public sex Part 1, Part 2 and the rest of my masterlist are in my bio bec tumblr is a dick

You did go to him, more times than you care to admit, and each time it hurt more than the one before. He never let you touch him, and each time you tried—and you did try every single time because you are weak and greedy—he would coil away from you like it physically hurt him. Each time it was like his disgust for your needs, and perhaps you, grew more and more to the point where you were starting to question whether you were unknowingly forcing him into this, manipulating him into doing this for you like he jokingly claims you do sometimes to get your way. But when you had asked him directly about it, he brushed you off carelessly and told you not to be an idiot. You had been visibly distressed but Jaehyun didn’t seem like he was interested in easing your mind, and you, selfishly, didn’t want to rock the boat and end up ruining things for yourself. So for a long time, you swallowed your pride; you were starved for his touch and contended that having his attention albeit how begrudging it might be was better than not having it at all. But eventually the rejection wore you down. It got so bad that you started believing that you must be the most undesirable woman on earth. Being touched by Jaehyun felt infinitely better than having any other man touch you, but as great as the pleasure was, it couldn’t compare to the feeling of being wanted. Because of Jaehyun, to have a partner touch you because they wanted to, to have them ask for—no need your touch as well, was becoming a foreign concept to you. Jaehyun wouldn’t or couldn’t give you that, and it ate you up.

Not one to learn from your mistakes, or maybe too insecure and weak to survive without someone’s tender, loving touch, you longed to go back to your promiscuous days. If in the past you slept around in order to satisfy your physical needs and fill up the hole Jaehyun left in your heart, now you wanted it just to feel wanted again, to feel like a normal woman with a sex drive who can be the target of sexual desires from others too, and not the pristine, sexless porcelain doll of a high-strung small-town boy. But you knew it wasn’t fair to put all the blame on Jaehyun. You knew what you were getting into. You knew it was a bad idea, that you were only hurting yourself this way. You could’ve stood up for yourself… but also, you really couldn’t have. Growing up as the only child of an estranged father and a single mother, you had no one around to take care of you except for Jaehyun. He was the only child of a single parent too but it felt more like he was an orphan. His mother had died giving birth to him and his father, unable to look his at his son without being reminded of the death of the woman he loved, left him in the care of his own mother, Jaehyun’s paternal grandmother. As both your mother and his grandmother were neighbors, and the latter woman being incredibly generous and kind—something she clearly passed on to her grandchild— you ended up spending most of your childhood in her care too, as your mother spent almost all her waking hours doing various odd jobs here and there in order to provide for you. But as sweet as Jaehyun’s grandmother was, she was too old—even back then— to take care of two such young children, and so Jaehyun, taking it upon himself to assume responsibility, was forced to grow up faster than any child is supposed to. You’ve always felt guilty for that—had it not been for his sense of responsibility towards you, he wouldn’t have had to sacrifice that much. He gave up his childhood in order for you to keep yours, which is why you always found it hard to say no to him. What’s this little bit of sacrifice compared to all that he’s done for you? Jaehyun is your savior, plain and simple. He’s your father, mother, brother, friend, and lover all in one. You’ve been in love with this man for years. You’ve wanted him for years, so of course you would jump at the chance to finally be with him in any capacity. Others growing up may have found their sexual awakening in a teen actor or even a cartoon character, but you didn’t need any of that when you had someone as perfect as Jaehyun by your side from day one. When you first started developing a sexual drive, finding an object for it in him had been as natural as the unconditional love that preceded it. Your love and lust for him only grew with time so of course, of course, you never even considered rejecting his “offer”. Even calling it a sacrifice to give up other men and have him instead is a disgusting show of self-martyrization.   But you’re selfish. He raised you to see yourself as the number one priority, and so here you are prioritizing your own feelings over his and consciously doing something you know will hurt him because your ego is bruised and you need some meaningless validation. You couldn’t even be rational about this and accept that Jaehyun doesn’t want you that way or act like a grownup and stop what you’re doing with him and tell him you’re going to have sex with other people whether he likes it or not. He’ll throw a huge fuss about it but he’ll come to terms with it eventually. Instead, you’re going behind his back to a seedy club just outside campus looking for an easy hookup that will provide you with those few moments of coveted attention that you can’t get from him. What you didn’t count on was him finding you before you even had the chance to hook up at all. You were on the dance floor, grinding up on some guy and about to whisper in his ear to take you home when you saw his familiar face, distorted with a rage that was also becoming familiar, charging up to you. You didn’t even have enough time for your heart to sink before he was unceremoniously ripping you out of the man’s arms, seething, “We’re going home.” “Woah, man, what the fuck?” Your partner shouts over the music and tries to reach out to you again but Jaehyun quickly pulls you behind him before he gets the chance to touch you. Getting all up in the man’s face, he snarls at him. “Don’t touch her.” “Is this your boyfriend or something?” The man addresses you instead. You see him physically trying to keep from flinching back, not wanting to seem like the weaker man, but it was clear he was scared of Jaehyun. “No—“ “Yes, I am. Now back off.” Jaehyun growls and drags you behind him as he attempts to leave, but then the man does something incredibly stupid. He doesn’t heed Jaehyun’s previous warning and reaches out to grab your free arm, trying to hold you back. He had no sooner touched you than he was on the floor, knocked down by a swift, hard punch from Jaehyun. “I said don’t fucking touch her!” “Oh my god, oppa. What are you doing?!” You shrill, putting your body between him and the man, scared out of your mind and shocked by the uncharacteristic action from Jaehyun. Your best friend was never a violent man. Yes, he got into a couple of fist fights over the years, but nothing this uncalled for or this aggressive. Jaehyun looks at your terrified expression and his face falls. He opens his mouth, looking like he wants to say something but he gets interrupted by security. They order him to leave to the club, but Jaehyun refuses to set a foot outside without you in tow. Initially, you refuse to go with him; upset and rattled by the way he’d just behaved. But the security of the busy club quickly get fed up with the scene the both of you were making—and wanting to disperse the crowd that had formed around you and get things under control again—they end up throwing you both out the back door, telling you to solve your problems with your boyfriend somewhere else. “What were you doing in there?” Jaehyun snarls, standing with you in the deserted alley behind the club. It was scary seeing him like this—like he was possessed by the devil, all warmth fleeing from his face, transforming him into someone you hardly knew. “Dancing,” You mumble, defensive and embarrassed by the way he was regarding you with such distaste. This was new to you. You’ve never directly disobeyed Jaehyun before, not intentionally at least, and not with such a severe reaction. You felt ashamed having disappointed him, but you also felt scared. Now that you were faced with the consequences, you realize how stupid your plan was. Did you really think that you could get away with it? That he wouldn’t find out? Stupid.   You flinch when his hand shoots out to grab you by the jaw, and the sharp breath that you take in hurts your lungs, but not more than his words do. “Don’t lie to me. You came here to get fucked. You came here… to this fucking seedy place and tried to hook up with some stranger that could’ve been a rapist or a killer for all you knew and—“ Jaehyun stops mid sentence, looking like he’s on the verge of a breakdown because of you, both angry and incredibly worried. “Do you know how dangerous this is? You couldn’t have pretended to be a good girl for even a month. You’re putting yourself in danger for some dick? Are you such a needy slut that one dick isn’t enough for you?” You should’ve kept quiet and apologized. Let him take you home and prove to him that you could be good and eventually the whole thing will be forgotten, but you were like a cat cornered; frightened and ready to claw the fuck out of the person in front of you in self-defense. “What dick? I didn’t even see it. You won’t let me come near you and you’re always treating me with disgust whenever I come to you.” You say through his fingers that were digging into your cheeks, making your voice come out funny, but neither you nor Jaehyun can find any humor in the situation. “I was taking care of you, you ungrateful bitch. You think I didn’t fucking want it? You think I enjoyed the blue balls I got from seeing you writhing and whining under me while I couldn’t do anything about it?” This comes as a complete shock you. You would’ve never guessed from his reactions that he liked what was happening let alone wanted to take it further with you. Was this even the same person you were fooling around with this past month? Because that guy looked like he’d rather have a million bugs crawl over his skin than to let you touch him, but hearing him now and seeing the way he’s looking at you, you can almost believe him. You just needed proof.   “Then why don’t you do something about it now?” You didn’t mean it literally but Jaehyun doesn’t see that or doesn’t care to make the distinction because as soon as the words left your mouth, he was immediately pushing you to the ground, your kneecaps meeting the asphalt with a loud thud. “Your wish is my fucking command, princess.” You don’t have enough brain power to process the pain in your legs when all your attention was directed at Jaehyun’s hands that were deftly undoing his pants right in front of your face. He pulls his cock out and, fuck, you’ve been fantasizing about this exact dick for forever, and you were finally seeing it sober and up close and it’s fucking beautiful like the rest of him is. How he managed to do that with an organ that resembled an overcooked sausage, you didn’t know, but you could feel yourself fucking drooling in anticipation of having him in your mouth.   You never thought that the time you would get to finally be with the love of your life, you’d be on your knees in a dirty alley with his figure looming over you, livid and intimidating—but none of that took away from your arousal anyway. “Here’s what you wanted, slut.” He grabs your hair and pushes your face against his cock. “Suck.” You were stuck in the dilemma; on the one hand you did want this, so badly, but on the other hand you didn’t want to prove to him that you were so hungry for dick that you’d just give someone a blow job in public. You’re only like this because it’s him, because you love him and because you want him. He gets impatient with your sudden hesitancy. His grip tightens around your jaw, his blunt fingernails digging into your skin. “You wanna start acting like you’re a good girl now? Too late for that, baby. Do what you’re told or I’ll make you.” Your cheeks hurt. Your legs hurt. And he’s looking down at you like it wouldn’t be wise to disobey him. Quickly weighing your options, you decide that didn’t have any desire to see his threat through, especially if it included him deciding to deprive you of him for disobeying him when you just finally have him within your reach. You relax your jaw and open your mouth wide, taking in his half-hard cock. Immediately, his hold loosens on your jaw, turning from punishing to guiding. His cock feels amazing on your tongue, so hot and velvety that you don’t even have to think about what you’re doing, your tongue naturally running up and down his length, caressing him this and that way and before you know it, he’s fully hard. This makes it much harder for you to go down his entire length now that it is longer and thicker, so you try to use your hands to stroke the part of his cock that you can no longer reach. But Jaehyun is having none of that, grabbing your wrists and holding them in a vice grip over your head. “I said suck, not touch. Is your head so empty that you can’t understand a simple command?” You shake your head violently, upset that you’ve displeased him. “I’m sorry, oppa.” “I’ll make you fucking sorry. Open up.” Jaehyun hardly waits until you’ve opened your mouth to push his cock inside. The first thrust is too harsh, the tip hitting the back of your throat and making you gag. For a split second, your body sounds an alarm and your muscles get ready to fight to pull away. Despite his threatening words, you knew Jaehyun would stop if you asked him to. You were going to do just that, but you look up to see his mouth hanging open and his eyes staring at you with a need more intense than you’ve ever seen in anyone’s eyes before while he stands still and waits for you to tell him to stop and take the pleasure away. Suddenly the thought of choking on his dick seemed like a pleasant way to go if it meant getting to see him look at you like that for a little longer. You suckle a little at the head of his cock that was still inside your mouth, savoring the deep moan that reverberates inside his chest before you open your mouth wider and push your tongue out, signaling for him to continue. “Pathetic,” He scoffs, but his tone was soft, almost purring. Still holding your arms above your head, he uses them to keep you in place as he thrusts back into your mouth. This time he doesn’t stop when you gag around him. He keeps hitting the back of your throat incessantly, forcing you to try to relax in order to accommodate him while the wall of your throat close up reflexively around him, attempting to push him out but only succeeding in providing more stimulation against his cock. It’s hard to keep your eyes open when each harsh thrust makes you flinch but you try to anyway, wanting to burn the look of pleasure on his face into your memory. And what a look it is. From the way his heavy lids framed his smoldering eyes, to his lips that were wet and plump from biting at them, and finally to the periodic tick in his jaw when the pleasure got too much—Jaehyun’s face was made to express pleasure. For his part, Jaehyun was staring right back at you, seemingly hypnotized with the way you’re take his cock so well.   Every time you would gag around him, his deep groans would turn breathy for a second and fingers would twitch around your wrists, before he quickly regained control, tightening his hold on you and chasing that tightness again. Soon though, you have to stop him, your sore throat tightening up and threatening to choke you. Your arms thrash in his grasp, trying to convey to him to stop. He immediately frees you and takes a step back, pulling his cock at of your mouth and letting you breath. Your hands fall to your thighs, hitting them, and strings of saliva still connect your lips to his cock and run down your chin. Already missing his cock in your mouth, you take him back in your hands, the angry red marks around your wrist barely registering in the back of your mind as you start stroking him while suckling on his engorged top. This time he doesn’t stop you, looking fondly down at you instead. “Fuck. I want to call you a good girl for taking my cock so well, and making oppa feel so good.” You preen at the praise you’ve longed to receive from him, the acknowledgement that he could want you too, but he deflates your ego just as quickly. “But it just makes me think of all the dicks you sucked in order to get this good, and I just wanna punish you for being such a slut.” “That’s not fair, oppa.” You whine, pushing his shirt up and peppering kisses all over his stomach in an attempt to pacify him, but it doesn’t work. He yanks your head away by your hair and pushes his cock against your face, rubbing the sticky mess all over your cheeks. When he’s satisfied with the job he says, “And now you look like a slut too, just like you wanted. Are you happy now?”   “No,” You pout, running your hands up and down his stomach, “I want you inside of me.” “Hopeless” He sneers, but you can feel his muscles quivering under your touch and you know he wants you too. He pulls you up to your feet and pushes you against the wall. The rough, exposed bricks dig into your skin even through your clothes, but you can hardly pay any mind to it when Jaehyun’s hands are under your skirt and pulling your underwear down to your knees. He lines himself up with your entrance, the head of his cock pressing against your opening but he doesn’t push in yet. “Is this what my little whore wants? To be fucked in a dirty alley where anyone who happens to walk by can see how easy she is? Is this what you were going to do with that fucker back there? Were you going to let him take you against the wall like this?” “Oppa, please,” You try to lift your hips up to push him in but his hands grab your waist and push you back against the wall roughly, growling in your ear, “Tell me, slut.” You can hear in his voice that he wasn’t going to back down so you say what you know would appease him, using his own protectiveness and possessiveness over you in your favor. “No, oppa. I wouldn’t let anyone else do this, only oppa. You’re always so good to me. I know you’ll take care of me.” As you suspected, your words quickly disarm him; his expression loses much of its severity and he relents, thrusting into you and giving you what you’ve been craving for weeks. His cock feels so good fucking in and out of you. You don’t know what he was doing different than the other guys you’ve been with, and maybe nothing is different at all, but when you’re with him it’s like all this time you had only been using a fraction of your sensory nerves but he found the switch to turn the rest of them on, making his touch ten times more intense than anything you’ve felt before.     “You’re damn right.” He huffs, stroking your hair softly but fucking you hard, your back hitting the wall with every thrust. You’re going to be all bruised up tomorrow but you didn’t care. You felt euphoric. “Oppa will take care of you... fuck, angel, you’re so tight—ah” “Do you like it, oppa? Am I making you feel good?” You coax, needing to hear it from him. “Yes, angel, so good. You’re making oppa feel so good. You’re such a good girl.” He praises, enraptured. You almost cream yourself at that, proud that you were the one making him feel this good. “You just need to stop being so goddamn stubborn and listen to me.” “I will oppa.” I only want to please you. You want to say, but you’ve said enough already. You don’t need to make it worse. “Good girl. Good girl.” He repeats like a mantra. Peppering kisses on your face, his thrusts become slower but impossibly deeper, and he starts panting. “You’re my good girl.” You can tell he’s close, and you try to help him along, clenching your pussy around him and encouraging him to cum. “I want you to cum, oppa. I want to do for you what you’ve done for me so many times. Let me do this for you, oppa. You must’ve been holding back for so long. Let me take care of you.” “Baby, fuck, fuck, wh—where do you want me to cum?” Jaehyun speeds up again, his thrusts erratic and sloppy. “Inside me, oppa. Cum in my pussy.” That breaks Jaehyun. With one final thrust, he pins you against the wall and his hard body, his cock buried all the way inside of you and shooting his hot cum deep into your womb. Thankfully, you are on birth control and there is no risk of you getting knocked up by Jaehyun in a dirty alley. However, when he pulls back to watch his cum seeping out of you then catches some of it on his fingers and pushes it back inside of you, fascinated and clearly turned on by the sight, you wish for a second that you could get pregnant by this, knowing how absolutely wild it would drive him. Moaning at the thought, you snap him out of his reverie. His eyes still contain some residual anger in them, and he levels you with them. “I should leave you here like this, let whoever passes by here get a piece of you, maybe even some nice people can give you that gangbang you wanted. Do you like the sound of that, angel?” “No, oppa.” You clutch onto his shirt even though he makes no move to actually leave you here. You know he would never, ever do that. “Why, isn’t that what you came here for? To get fucked and thrown away once you’re all used up.” His fingers pump in and out of you, rapidly building you up towards an orgasm, “Why bother with the courtship when you can just stand here with your ass in the air and let whoever wants a piece of you take you?” “Oppa, don’t say things like that. You know that’s not what I want.” You whine, burying your face in his chest, and moaning into it as he pulls his fingers out and spreads his cum all over your pussy. Jaehyun sighs, “What am I supposed to think when you come to a place like this instead of coming to your oppa?” “You wouldn’t let me touch you.” You mumble against his chest, unable to breathe properly with the way he’s rubbing your clit harshly. “Because it’s about you, not me. It’s always been about you.” He buries his face in your neck, giving it big, wet kisses. “I wanted you to feel good. “I feel good when I make you feel good.” He jerks back at your words and stares at you, regarding you with a strange look that you couldn’t understand and it freaks you out, so you add hurriedly, “I mean, I can’t enjoy sex if my partner isn’t enjoying it as well.” “Oh, ok.” He frowns slightly, “You can touch me all you want from now on then.” He pushes two fingers into you, hissing when they slide in easily. “Fuck, your pussy is still loose from my cock. Did I go too hard on you, angel?” “No, oppa, you were perfect.” “That’s my girl.” He murmurs, making your heart flutter. “Do you want another finger?” “Yes, please.” He pushes a third finger in, and that lovely little stretch is back. His fingers pump fast in and out of you while his thumb works on your clit, his cum combined with your juices producing obscene squelching noises that bounce off the walls of the alleyway. Just as you’re reaching your high, he presses his lips to yours, setting you off. The kiss is messy, your tongues seeming to communicate in a language you didn’t understand, and as you get down from the high, he soothes you with pretty kisses all over your face. When your orgasm is long past you, Jaehyun pulls your underwear back up into place and does his best to wipe the mess he’s made on your face with the sleeve of his shirt. “I love you.” He confesses, looking straight into your eyes with unwavering confidence, just like he always did, and just like always you did, you immediately avert your eyes. It’s silent for a few seconds as he waits for you to say it back. It was a habit of his, despite you rarely reciprocating the words—and even when you did, they always came out awkward and forced lest they give away your undying, very different kind of love for him, but he cherished them anyway. When he’s sure he’s not getting the words out of you this time, he carries on, “There is nothing, nobody, I care about more than I care about you. I will do everything in my power to protect you from everything and everyone, including yourself. Whatever reason you think I’m doing this for other than to protect you… it’s not true. The world is a terrible place and it’s because of people, most of all men. They eat up beautiful, innocent girls like you then spit them back out, broken and scared, and go search for their next victim. I may not always do or say the right thing, but at least you can be sure that it’s all to keep you safe. That’s all I ever wanted. You know that, right?” He looks exhausted and you realize just how much you hurting him. You feel guilty because you already knew all of that very well. You knew that Jaehyun was only looking out for you. He wasn’t doing this just to spite you or control you. He had stopped sleeping around too because he knew it wasn’t fair to ask you to stop hooking up with people while he continued to. And he stuck by his promise; he never tried to hook up with someone again unlike you, even though you were the one who was getting some release while he had nothing but his own hand. But it’s not going to be like that anymore, you’ll help him too. You’ll both help each other. You’ll stick to your promise too and maybe, maybe, someday you’ll find someone that you’ll love at least half as much as you love Jaehyun. Anxious by your prolonged silence, Jaehyun brushes his thumb over your cheek, prodding you for a response.  You give him the most reassuring smile you can muster and say, “I know, oppa. I know.” •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• A/N: Feedback means the entire world to me and I would love you forever if you sent me a little message telling me what you think of the story so far and like what do you think Jaehyun’s deal is lol