#i can’t wait to have my own again one dayyyy

[violetsandshrikes]

if you have chickens can you please reblog this post with a photo of them.

reasoning? god i love chickens

[discotenny]

!Spa Day!

Chuuya, Tachihara, Junichiro, and Twain spending a spa day with their significant other

I suppose there’s an implied fem reader with Chuuyas scenario. Love you too babie ❣️❣️

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!Requested by @girlwithsoftsound!

Chuuya

SELF. CARE. QWEEN!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Chuuya takes care of himself! And he’ll take care of you!

He’s already been having spa days before meeting you, so the first time you mention needing one he already has a plan laid out

Chuuya’s usual place to chase relaxation is a typical hotel with a spa built into it

The staff know him well enough, and greet the two of you at the door. While he’s a little upset that there’s no co-ed bathhouse, it’s all worth it when you come up to him afterwards and bring his cheek to your lips

You two move onto the massage area, holding hands as you both lay down on the beds

While waiting for the masseuses to arrive, you turned to Chuuya in your relaxed daze

“Thanks for this babe, I uh— had an awful day. I really needed this today.” You smile loosely at him, and you feel his thumb run over your knuckles

He moves up just enough to see your beautiful form, “I’ll do anything for you y/n, don’t forget that”

You both leave the spa with all tension and stress alleviated, and you take a moment to just rest on his bare chest before going to sleep

Chuuya’s snores fill your head as you tap your fingers along his body. Taking a deep breath of the now lavender smelling room, you smile to yourself and nuzzle into him more

Spa days are date nights and whatever you two decide to do, you bet you’ll come out of it relaxed af 

these weren’t really spa day hcs I’m sorry >.>

Tachihara

DIY SPA DAYYYY

You two find a 5 minute crafts video on top life hacks to achieve the perfect spa day

It takes Tachihara a while to get on board, as he wants to set himself up to be a manly man who don’t need no spa day

but everyone needs one at some point in their lives uwu

I’m sorry but it ends up being a fucking disaster

His apartment barely has half of the ingredients necessary to complete the tasks you want to do, so you resort to substituting literally half of them

Your DIY face scrub ends up looking more like cookie dough and some how smells burnt?

His bath tub is barely big enough for one person, and the romantic couple bath you dreamed of is gone

Tachihara laughs his ass off as you attempt to salvage what you created, your failed crafts providing a little too much entertainment to him

However, even he knows boundaries. As he goes to make fun of you again for screwing up your candle mixture, he sees tears stream down your face

Instantly, Tachihara forgets all previous failures and goes to comfort you

“I-I just wanted to spend a nice day with you, you asshole!” You lightly punch his sholder, attempting to bring him away

He can’t stand the sight of you in tears and strikes up an offer

As an apology, Tachihara takes you to a public bathhouse, as well as taking you to a restaurant afterwards :3

Junichiro

Naomi is the one that sets the whole day up

Having received one of those home spa kits that you find at TJ Maxx from Dazai [who didn’t know what to get her at all for Christmas], she decided to plan out a day for her and her brother

Of course, she extended the invitation to you as well. Coincidentally, you also received the same kit from Dazai too [turns out he bought all the women in the office the same gift]

Junichiro is the only one not dressed in a fluffy robe, and he tries to assure you and Naomi that it’s fine if he can’t participate

You pull him back however, begging him to take part in the spa day

With the two most important women in the world to him begging him to stay, how could he possibly refuse?

Naomi helps you and Junichiro put on your masks, and you’re tasked with helping your boyfriend put body cream all over his figure

After Naomi gets out of the bath, you and Junichiro take her place

By then, he’s decked out in an avocado clay face mask, hair tied up and out of his eyes, shoulders covered in body scrub, and he’s smelling like mint. You’re relatively the same way

As you two get in the bath, you assist each other in washing off all the product

He’s feeling great

“Hey Y/n”

You perk up, stopping the scrubbing of his back

“Thanks for today,” and with that, your boyfriend turns around and kisses you, pushing you into the tub

You would squeal if his mouth didn’t cover yours

Though you both would like to continue, Naomi is waiting outside :3

Twain

Okay so a spa day with Twain is sort of like a spa day with Tachihara, except things actually go moderately well???

Don’t get me wrong Twain knows nothing on relaxation, but he’s really into creating his own masks, candles, scrubs, etc.

Due to this, you end up with a lot of extra spa goodies

Most of the fun that day comes out of your little DIY session with your boyfriend

When it comes to the actual ‘spa treatment,’ it’s hard to keep him still

He’ll splash water at you in the bath, complain about the temperature, and attempt to eat the face mask he made

Twain is shoving snacks into his face, getting crumbs all over you and him

It’s really hard to catch relaxation with him around

Eventually he’ll get puckered out and just fall asleep next to you

Then you can finally enjoy all the goodies you two made together uwu

But you should get him out of the bath before he ends up looking like a prune

These are bad I’m sorry babs >.< The only one that could be considered a real spa day were Junichiro and Chuuya’s because they actually got their shit together lol. Also is it Junichiro or Junichirou? I’ve seen both

In any case, Enjoy ~~

Lmao so I tried looking up Japanese spa practices for this request and now my search results are filled with couples getaway locations help

[tayegi]

i have so many theories right now...what if the guys are just trying to win a bet set on the oc? or maybe jk just doesn’t realize he likes the oc and mistakes his own actions as platonic ones? also, as readers, we see the story through the oc’s eyes so we focus on that angst part at the end of chap9, but then again, the oc has stated multiple times to hoseok and so many people that her and jk would never be more. whatever she went trough there, jk could have been trough the same a million times.

ahhhh you guys are the best!!! srsly i am so honored to have so many thoughtful, lovely, incredible asks theorizing about the plot and what jk’s intentions are!!! i would love to respond to each and every one of them, but unfortunately, i am unable to confirm or deny anything!

But i think these are super interesting and i’ve read all of them, and i’d love it if other ppl did as well! MORE ASKS UNDER THE CUT: 

Anonymous said:I know Hoseok wasn’t in this chapter but I feel like Hoseok is gonna play her like jk did and she’s gonna be left in the dust with no one and resort to being even more icy. Jungkook has a lot of problems and it’s really evident that he likes her in that way. Fuckbois are really something else man. They get scared of affection yet lead girls on and make them scared of it. It’s like a constant cycle of insecurity. Damn I wish she was with jimin. He would’ve provided all the love and affection

Anonymous said:lmao why is everyone assuming jk will never change and that he’s going to be an Evil Fuckboi™️ forever. like, we can see how the oc changed throughout the story, so why y’all thinking jk can’t do the same. the story isn’t over, there is more to learn, and the oc and jk have more development to go through. anyway, deep in my heart I’m hoping they’ll get a happy ending 💜

Anonymous said:Why do I get the feeling that Jungkook has slight romantic feelings towards the oc but his fear of not wanting to get hurt outweighs those thoughts. I don’t know though I might be completely off😫Thank you for the update!

Anonymous said:I tried reading the story in JK's POV and I cant help but feel as if he isnt the one at fault for making OC cry. Yes, he rejected her but he's known as a fkboy. He stated clearly that he didn't want a relationship, he thought OC knew that clearly. Thus he thought they were just friends. All the things he said was misinterpreted into a romantic way cause people kept forcing OC to view their relationship romantically. I felt that if ppl didnt do that, OC wldnt have developed feelings for him.

carlyangel123 said:Ok everyone is saying that Jungkook hasn't changed at all and I'm not saying like oh yall wrong or anything😂. But I think, based on Jungkook's showcase of clinginess and affectionate actions through the past chapters, that he HAS fallen for the OC. However, bc of his past (not wanting to go through another possible heartbreak), his assumption the OC would never like him, and just maybe insecurities that he's denying it and forcing himself to be indifferent like the OC did in the beginning.🤔🤔

Anonymous said:Nah nah nah nah lu i refuse to believe that everything jungkook did was all platonic but through oc’s eyes we saw as romantic. Im trying to remember everything he’s done for her and trying to see it from a platonic pov but i cant. So here’s my conclusion: jk likes oc but during the car ride and seeing his hand in hers he had a realization and became fearful of being hurt like he was before. Thats why he put his barriers up again CUZ LIKE HOW COULD THAT BE THE SAME JK I JUST ALDJSKAHALA

Anonymous said:Jin was an ass who only wanted sex, cheated on y/n and didn't care for her, many people think that Jk may've gone through something similar with his ex, but I think JK's ex was totally different, she was in fact... the opposite. Possessive, wanted to be with jk all the time, didn't let him breath, etc... That's why he doesn't want a relationship, he suffered the opposite extreme of what the oc suffered with jin, also this would mean the oc is the complete opposite to jk's ex aka why he likes her

Anonymous said:i’m analyzing NR again and just a theory of my own: jk’s relationship with his ex girlfriend started as a fwb type and jk was the one to develop feelings first, and at first it was good and then severely went downhill? this theory is probably far from correct, but i was just piecing together the fact that he hates hookup culture, but is able to engage in it with OC, maybe jk just wanted the physical emotion or OC reminds jk of his ex? anyways i’m enjoying the story so so much! best wishes lu 💜

Anonymous said:Wait so like OC got reminded of Jin when she met JK, so I thought that maybe JK saw himself in OC? Bc sometimes they REALLY think alike.. Idk man I just had this idea.. I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH LU HAVE A NICE DAYYYY–❄️🐰

Anonymous said:I've been thinking about oc's relationship with seokjin and jk's with his ex gf. We don't know anything about her except two things: the oc reminded jk of her (as jk reminded her of seokjin) and the "don't leave me like she did" he said while drunk. If seokjin helped oc build who she is and what she wants in a relationship, we could say that maybe jk wants something that lacked in his previous relationship, like emotional support or a caring hand. It matches oc's Ice Queen reputation a bit to me

Anonymous said:Omg jks roues are definitely along the lines of “dont fall for anyone”

Anonymous said:so like, i feel as tho hyejin plays a more important role than we’re realizing. why does she seem so obsessed with jk if everyone knows he’s a fuckboy who doesn’t do relationships? why does she think she’s different? why does she think she has a chance? unless they already have a history we don’t know about...?? 🤔

Anonymous said:Personally, I wasn‘t that surprised about Jungkook not feeling the same way as OC. I don‘t blame him, he was honest from the very beginning with her. At the same time, I cannot blame OC either for feeling the way she does. Hookup culture leads you to believe that the person you‘re sleeping with should not care for you. I assume that OC interpreted the signals from JK in the wrong way, and thought he might love her when, in reality, he does care about her, but not in the way she wants. (1) ☀️

Anonymous said:JK has found smn he can talk to, and share smth else beyond sex. At the very end, I think OC might be the one who will push him outside his shell but not necessarily be the one he will fall in love with. (2)☀️

Anonymous said:I feel like oc and Jungkook might be on the same wavelength but because Jungkook clearly hasn’t gotten over his ex and whatever happened he might be pushing oc away. Plus the fact he even wants to stay friends with her is quite sweet in itself. It shows he genuinely cares about her, but probably isn’t ready to have any sort of relationship. You haven’t mentioned him having any female friends either so all of that skinship he does with oc might just be his way of being friendly??

Anonymous said:I feel like Jungkook is not over his ex and maybe he will end up with her, maybe he really does like the OC for the sex and the friendship. That's all.

Anonymous said:What if JK still likes his ex? :O

Anonymous said:Hummm sometimes I feel like in the end they're just going to be experiences for each other. I mean the OC and JK, maybe they will have none relationship at all, not friendship nor fuck buddies nor bf and gf...

dodoesdidwill said:Hyejin's line "You are really good at skating. I'm amazed" what? No way he was practicing after OC took him to skate, right? There must be something we don't know yet...

Anonymous said:Ok, if "New Rules" has taught me anything, it's to NOT judge a book by its covers. I judged Mijoo too harshly & things weren't as they seemed. Not repeating the same mistake with Kook. He was obviously hurt by someone in the past, just like the OC. Sooo... Maybe OC is not the only one with new rules? Maybe Kook was so hurt, one of his rules is to not fall in love again, or to ever put himself in a vulnerable position to be hurt again? Idk but I don't think he's that much of a dickwad

Anonymous said:Okay, so you said that we've been seeing JK through the OC's perspective and that we need to sort through the facts and her assumptions. What the anon who talked about JK having FWBs for the intimacy said really made sense to me and I thought about the fact that, if my memory serves me correctly, we've only seen JK with the OC. We have no way of knowing how he's acted in other FWB relationships. Maybe this is how he's been with all of them??? I dunno.

Anonymous said:i think new rules! jk likes OC too. this thing going on between them isn't just platonic. but the problem is, he really doesn't want to invest in a relationship, as some sort of defense mechanism (kind of like repression maybe?) i can't wait to find out more about his past and see exactly how it's correlating with his actions rn. I'm super hooked in your story lu! you never fail to deliver as always 💜

Anonymous said:I think jk is just as scared of what he feels for oc as oc is scared of what she feels for jk. Like I think oc already went through a ‘I need to protect myself from my feelings for him’ phase and I think jk is going through that now after their time at the hotel. I think he realized that he likes her a lot more than he realized and after coming back he’s trying to shut his feelings so he doesn’t go through whatever happened with his ex again

Anonymous said:JK said he hated hookup culture yet he partakes in it. My theory is that he might've done the same as OC has now done. Maybe had a sort of fwb relationship with his ex and subsequently fell for them, and they broke his heart. But again, idk if that's enough for someone to want to abstain from romantic relationships forever, though it does depend on the person. I'm probably wayyyy off but it's worth a shot :')

[artificialqueens]

Mrs. Needles, Thank You 3/? (Shalaska) - Josie

AN: another chapter!! once chapter 5 comes out on ao3 i’m going to submit them both and they’ll go up at the rate they’re originally posted.

“Laassskyyyyy, I don’t want you to go to woooork…” Sharon whined. Alaska crawled out of bed for the morning, and the very start of the sunrise was showing through the windows, shining on Alaska’s bare back as she combed her fingers through her hair. Sharon was barely awake. Normally she wouldn’t fight her drooping eyelids but today was the day. Today was special. She forced herself up and dragged herself out of the warm comfort of her bed to follow Alaska to the kitchen, so she couldn’t ignore her whines. “La-” “Baby, I have to. Today is an important day for the office.” “But, whyyy? Why do you have to be there? Can’t you stay home and love me? Please? I promise I won’t make you watch any horror movies!” Sharon begged, grabbing onto Alaska’s hand. Alaska laughed at the last comment, her raspy morning breath starting to warm up by now. She pulled Sharon into the kitchen with her and kissed her up against the wall, both still completely naked from sleeping. “I have to work, but I will take a shower with you.” “Agh, fine. But I’m going to visit you at work whether you like it or not.” Instead of making breakfast, Sharon pulled Alaska to the other end of the hallway to the bathroom and started the shower up. Their shower was spacious, enough for two or three people, comfortably. There was a jacuzzi bath in the other corner. The rainfall shower was tan marble with one large black tile at the bottom and a glass screen door. Alaska threw a fit to get at least a cover for privacy in it, which they hadn’t used much, but Alaska drew it over the door anyways this time and pushed Sharon up against the wall again. Sharon gasped at the cold marble against her as Alaska ran her fingers up and down her sides. She obviously had a thing for morning sex. “Sharon, you need to wake up with me more.” “No, you wake up too early. This is a one-time thing. Priorities, bitch.” Alaska kissed her neck this time before getting on her knees and moving Sharon’s thigh so that her foot was on the ledge with some of the fancy soaps she splurged on. “That’s okay. You need more sleep anyway.” Alaska flicked her tongue over Sharon’s clit and she gasped as Alaska ate her until she came, pinching her nipple with one hand and her other hand on the inside of her thigh. The steaming water was hot on Alaska’s skin as she lovingly ate her wife out. Sharon pulled her up and gave her a kiss before washing her hair and body, and spanking her ass as she walked out of the shower. She was glad to see Alaska happy like she was.

“Laska, I’m here!” Sharon squealed, walking into the door of her office. Alaska didn’t bother to look up from her computer, and instead just nodded in reply. Sharon frowned and walked over to her wife, who was still looking at the screen and typing, and tapped her on the shoulder. “…Laska, helllooooo?” “Sharon. I need to work. Do you wanna sit down?” Alaska finally looked up from her computer screen and offered her lap to Sharon, who was standing there impatiently. There weren’t any other seats in the room, which Sharon was silently thankful for as she sat down on the blonde’s lap. Her legs were both placed in between Alaska’s, and her blonde hair and head was settled softly on Alaska’s shoulder. Small breaths were soft on Alaska’s neck as her wife typed quickly into the computer, occasionally deleting a sentence or two, and going back to her home email screen to respond to yet another upset or angry client. The calm, dominant feeling Alaska had was hot to Sharon, who squirmed on her lap, feet fidgeting with the hem of Alaska’s black pants. Sharon started getting restless, moving her hands from the right side of Alaska’s waist to the left and then dropping it into her own lap, and pressing small kisses to Alaska’s collarbone and neck. Her lipstick was leaving small, barely visible marks on Alaska’s clear skin. Her hands moved up to her wife’s jaw and pushed her blonde hair aside to uncover her ear. “Laskyy…” Sharon whispered. She felt Alaska tense up a bit under her. Alaska hummed a small ‘no’ as she sent another email, the small confirmation sound ringing in the office, the only other sound besides the rubbing of fabric from Sharon’s fidgeting. Her hands were still on Alaska’s jaw, caressing it as she slowly kissed her neck. Alaska looked disinterested. Her knee started bouncing under Sharon, making her giggle. “Baby, you only do that when I’ve won. You know that.” “Well, you haven’t. I need to do my work. And if you don’t shut up, you’re going to get in trouble.” She replied plainly. Sharon’s stomach twisted at the words ‘shut up’ and she smiled. “Maybe I want to be punished.” “Good luck, baby. I have to work.” Another small swoosh sound rang out. Alaska’s knee was still bouncing, and Sharon adjusted herself, airily moaning as it came in contact with her clit as it bounced up again. Once Alaska saw what she’d done, she started bouncing her other knee, giving her wife the side eye and a small but firm pat on the cheek. “If you don’t stop, Sharon…” Alaska’s voice trailed off, and she was sucked back into typing as her wife frowned at her. “Mommy…” Sharon whispered into her ear again. “Sharon. Don’t.” Alaska was still holding onto her calm manner, and Sharon was getting all sorts of turned on by it. “Please, mama, I’ve been waiting allll dayyyy, and those emails cannot be that interesting.” Alaska finally squirmed. “What am I gonna do with you, Sharon? Honestly, you can’t even leave Mommy alone to work? She has things to do. You’re such a pretty girl. I don’t want to punish you.” Sharon kissed Alaska’s neck full on, and Alaska’s gut wrenched as she felt her panties get soaked. The combination of the dirty talk and the feeling of Sharon’s plush lips on her was too much. Way, way too much. She took her hands away from the keyboard to push Sharon off of her lap, and went to the ladies room in the building, slamming the door on Sharon who knew better than to follow her. Sharon’s hands were shaking as she undid her blouse and tight pencil skirt, getting into nothing except her (carefully put together) black lace panty/bra ensemble underneath and sitting on top of Alaska’s glass desk. She stared at herself in the small body mirror on the back of the wall across from her, admiring her small waist and perky tits in the lingerie set. Her thighs were splayed out on the glass table, not to mention her ass, which looked huge. She looked good and she knew it. Her blonde hair was tumbling across her shoulders and her plum lipstick was slightly smudged from kissing Alaska, giving off a pink hue around her lips. Alaska walked back in the room after another two minutes. Her hair bounced when she walked and her cleavage was a little more visible than before, showing off the fact she’d undone another button on her shirt. She saw Sharon and immediately closed the door, before walking over and laying Sharon down on the desk. Her hair was pushed out slightly under her, the bouncy curls losing volume in the back from the hard glass. Goosebumps came up, decorating her skin as her nipples got harder from how turned on she was, plainly visible through the bralette she was wearing. Alaska pulled rose-colored panties from her pocket and pulled Sharon’s jaw open, first putting three fingers in and then shoving the panties in once she was satisfied with the thick saliva coating on her fingers. She sat down on the desk and started typing again. “Sharon, get up, lean over the desk. You failed to leave me alone. You got Mommy all hot and bothered while she was trying to work and now you’re going to get punished for it.” Sharon got up quickly with a whine from the absence of the cool glass on her ass. She kicked off the heels she was wearing and bent over the desk like Alaska told her to, bracing herself for what came next. Alaska sat down at her desk next to where Sharon was standing and started typing at her computer again before another woosh sounded and she stood up. There was a tie in her small drawer by the desk, and she grabbed it, admiring how the blue and black stripes matched Sharon’s lingerie. Sharon felt Alaska’s presence behind her, her hips against her ass before she felt the tie being used as a blindfold and being tied behind her head. The world went dark for her, and the goosebumps came back. She didn’t dare spit the panties out of her mouth but instead savored the taste of them from Alaska’s juices, letting out little moans as she did so. Soon enough, she heard the muffled click of Alaska’s heels and then the clicking of the keyboard again. She couldn’t see her wife but she knew she was sitting at her computer like normal, working again, completely unimpressed with Sharon’s inability to control her sex drive. Sharon started whimpering again until she heard Alaska’s voice. “Bet you enjoy the taste of Mommy’s panties in your mouth, huh? I’m glad it shut you up. Look at you, whining and desperate in my office, with my panties shoved in between those sweet lips. If you shut up maybe I’ll touch you. Give you what you want.” Sharon moaned audibly and was met with a hard smack on her ass that more than likely was going to show up as a bruise the next day. “No, baby. Don’t be bad.” Sharon couldn’t help herself. She wanted to be touched, no, needed to be touched, and Alaska was just sitting there and doing work like usual. It was killing her. She moaned again in an attempt to get Alaska’s attention and spit the panties out of her mouth. Alaska didn’t notice until she spoke. “Lasky, please, I need you,” She said breathlessly. Alaska had also tied her hands behind her back when she came into the office earlier, and Sharon could barely move. “Sharon, I told you to shut up, and you disobeyed my orders. Stand up, now.” Alaska was pissed and quickly untied the blindfold from Sharon’s head. She opened the drawer roughly and pulled out a black ball gag, adorned with small spikes on the front. Sharon looked at the device with want, disobeying her inner instincts with a familiar rush to her pussy and immediate warmth. She needed it. Alaska stood her up and fastened the gag around her mouth tightly, before leaning Sharon back down onto the desk where she was before. She spanked her again, pinching the reddening area as Sharon started to drool on the glass and her eyes started watering as she squeaked from the pain. She felt her panties being pulled down by Alaska, her short nails grazing along the sides of her thighs. She pulled them down just enough to see how wet Sharon was. “You’re so wet, baby. You got Mommy all hot and bothered too while she was trying to work. It’s like you’re asking to be punished. But that wouldn’t be surprising, either, I guess, because of how much of a slut you’ve proved yourself to be.” Sharon made a noise deep in her throat and her drool piled up on the glass, lipstick officially smearing on her chin. “Look at you. All pathetic. So pretty and spread out for Mommy.” Cold air hit her clit and Sharon’s hips bucked from the unexpected action. Alaska laughed a little, and Sharon started to hear typing noises again, but slower and more robotic, more controlled. She heard a small pop and felt wet fingers lightly poking at her entrance and she spread herself wider, giving Alaska more access. She pushed three fingers in all at once and tears started forming in Sharon’s eyes from the pain, usually, two would be a stretch for her. Alaska didn’t make a sound and kept typing as she pumped her fingers in and out of her wife. Sharon was full on crying now from being stretched so much, but deep moans were coming from her at the same time. Alaska crooked her fingers a little bit inside of her, hitting her g-spot once and then straightening them back out, making Sharon whine. Another woosh accompanied Sharon’s moans in the small office. Alaska had her pants unbuttoned and she pulled her fingers out of Sharon to pull them down before sticking two of the three fingers back in. Sharon sobbed again, louder this time, at the sudden contact with her g-spot that Alaska was now hitting every time. She felt a small spank on her ass and Alaska turned slightly to watch her wife’s movements in the mirror behind them, watching her fingers pumping in and out and Sharon’s juices spilling down her thighs. Sharon started shaking and tensing up, clenching Alaska’s fingers. “Cum, babydoll. Cum all over Mommy’s fingers.” Alaska’s fingers hit her g-spot one final time before Sharon was shaking and sweating, tears and drool both hitting the glass table underneath her. Her cum ran down her thighs and calves as she shook, Alaska still pushing her fingers in her, deep. Sharon kept shaking even after she came and Alaska’s other hand moved to her clit, that was still soaked. She was shaking and her eyes were practically rolling back into her head as she moaned so loud that it completely filled the room. Another orgasm started to build and Sharon was ready to collapse, if it weren’t for the glass desk holding her up she would’ve by now. Her toes started to curl and her tears started running again as she let out strangled sobs. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay, after this I’m gonna stop punishing you. You’re being a good girl, and doing so well to make up for Mommy. I almost forgive you, doll. Just cum again and let Mommy taste, please. You can do it.” Alaska reassured Sharon in a soft voice, her thumb still rubbing her clit. She kneeled between Sharon’s thighs as she started tensing again and replaced her thumb with her tongue, licking and nipping at her clit slowly, just like she liked it. Sharon had gone completely silent, spasming, completely out of breath as she came again. Alaska pulled her fingers out and moved her tongue up, tongue fucking her wife slightly and tasting her as she came even harder than the first time. Once Alaska thought Sharon was done she pulled away only for Sharon to release even more, cum dripping onto the floor with small pitter patters, followed by a short stream of it. The floor beneath her was completely soaked, and Alaska was smiling, proud of her, watching some milkier liquid pool but not drip out. She used her thumb to pick it up and taste it. Sharon’s knees buckled. “Good job, baby. Bet you’re ready to get out of those handcuffs? And that gag must be hurting you by now. You did so good. I’m so proud of you.” Alaska could feel her own wetness spreading onto her thighs from the lack of underwear and untied Sharon’s hands from behind her back. She noticed red imprints from the pink rope she’d used to do it and rubbed them softly to lighten the color. Sharon warily moved her hands out of Alaska’s and pushed herself up off the desk and gesturing for Alaska to untie the ball gag she had on. Her fingers and arms were cramped up, as well as her legs. Alaska lovingly undid the ball gag and placed it to the side before Sharon managed to attack her with kisses, kissing her neck and mouth rough. There were maroon stains all over Alaska’s mouth and neck by now. “Babe, baby, c’mon. Hey. Stop.” Sharon knew better than to keep going after that tone of voice. Alaska pushed her pants down, revealing her bare ass, thighs, and pussy, all gleaming from where her wetness had spread. “Get under the desk. Hurry.” Sharon ducked under the desk immediately, not saying a word, and Alaska sat on the edge of her chair with her legs spread. She motioned for Sharon to move closer to her, and Sharon immediately started kissing the inside of her thighs, and Alaska sounded small moans from where she was typing at her computer. Sharon kept teasing her, kissing her everywhere except where Alaska needed it, earning a small smack on the cheek from her. She chuckled before going straight to Alaska’s clit and licking hard. Alaska let out a deep groan. “Fuck, Sharon,” Sharon moaned at the mention of her name into Alaska and Alaska grabbed her hair. Both of them heard the footsteps, even with the clicking keys and small moans coming from both of them. They weren’t surprised to hear the door open, Alaska keeping her thighs over Sharon’s shoulder as she looked at the familiar blond coworker. He blushed deeply, seeing the movement under the desk, before rushing out a jumbled sentence. “Alas-Alaska, meeting in thirty with a new client,” He stood there, just staring at Alaska’s stern face even after she responded a stern ‘okay’. “Um, Russell. You should leave. My wife is here.” She said with a wink. Russell left quickly and Alaska moaned louder than before. “Fuck, that was hot. Baby, he saw you,” She whispered. Sharon shoved her head deeper into Alaska and pushed her tongue into her, letting Alaska move two of her fingers down to rub herself. Sharon was touching herself now, too, jolting occasionally from the overstimulation, and putting a finger in Alaska to accompany her tongue. She pumped her finger in and out slowly, bending her finger up and rubbing Alaska’s g-spot so she’d moan. Alaska’s pink nub was becoming more pronounced by the second, and she was still rubbing it when Sharon flicked her tongue over it. She entered another finger into her and fucked her harder, making Alaska shake and convulse around her two fingers. Sharon moved her mouth away from her wife completely and bit her thigh hard enough to leave a mark, and Alaska finally came with a groan, Sharon following, coming for the third time. She crawled out from under the desk and onto Alaska’s lap, kissing her, with both hands on her cheeks. Alaska was feeling Sharon’s tits through her bra when she pulled away and lightly pulled Sharon off of her lap. Sharon was still struggling to stand and used the desk to balance herself as she watched Alaska pull her pants over her ass. “Keep the panties. They’re ruined, I don’t want to put them back on. Let me pack up and we’ll leave, okay?” “Alaska. You have a meeting. You have to stay.” “Do you honestly think I’m going to that? Russell’s a big boy, he can manage. Plus they aren’t my clients. I’m fine.” Alaska said, and rolled her eyes. Sharon smiled a little, and Alaska used her thumb to clean off the smudged lipstick. Sharon sucked her thumb into her mouth and bit it lightly to make Alaska giggle. “No. I’m too tired.” “You think you’re tired? Bitch.” Sharon laughed, giving Alaska a quick kiss on the lips, before gathering some papers and helping her pack. She grabbed her laptop and scrunched her nose at it. Alaska admired the post-sex glow she’d gotten from earlier, and how vibrant it made her. She looked breathtaking, even with smudged makeup. “‘Kay, let’s go. I’m done here.” Alaska grabbed Sharon’s freshly manicured hand and walked out of the office with her, making sure to wink at Russell when she went.

The drive home was short, about ten minutes one way. She spotted the small cupcake stand she’d previously bought cupcakes from and smirked thinking about it while driving past. Sharon was holding her hand over the middle console and squeezed it. She was happy. Really happy. They pulled up to the driveway as the sun was starting to set, it was October, and the days kept getting shorter and colder. Alaska unlocked the front door of the modern house she’d bought for the both of them and saw the cat on the other side of the entryway. Sharon was completely silent, looking somewhat defeated. “I’m gonna go change into a t-shirt. I’ll bring one out for you.” Alaska whispered in her ear as she took out her bobby pins, letting the rest of her hair down out of the two buns, and walked towards the bedroom. She got in the bedroom with a small sigh and closed the door behind her before padding her way over to the brown wooden dresser and opening her underwear drawer. Her hands pulled a few pieces of underwear out of the way and she let out another sigh, relieved this time, as she retrieved the small, witch-hat shaped box of chocolates and movie from underneath them. Along with the two gifts, there was a small card with a necklace in a small box underneath it, tied with a black ribbon. She pulled her work clothes over her head and undid her bra, grabbing boy short underwear from the dresser and one of Sharon’s old, ripped Pink Floyd t-shirts, and put them on. She walked out into the hallway again with pajamas for Sharon, too, plus the gifts. “Sharon…” She climbed on the couch where the blonde was sitting, still looking pouty. “I have gifts, baby.” Sharon’s eyes lit up. “You remembered!?” A grin spread across Sharon’s face, her completely fucked makeup making it look even more endearing. “Of course I remembered, dork. Did you think I’d forget?” “I mean, you didn’t mention it all day.” “It was a surprise, you idiot.” Sharon smiled and laughed, and Alaska pecked her on the cheek before bringing out the gifts she’d gotten her. “Oh my god, Alaska. You didn’t need to. I didn’t buy anything,” Sharon said, feeling a pang of guilt in her gut. “Today was enough. Open the box, baby!” Sharon grabbed the box, and ignored the card, as usual. She opened the blue box to reveal a gold necklace with a dark brown chocolate diamond in the middle and let out an audible gasp. “Happy anniversary, doll. I love you so much. This has been the best year, well, five years of my life. I’m so lucky. You make me happier than anyone else. So does your ass, too.” She finished her small speech with a poke at Sharon’s butt, but Sharon was practically crying. Alaska put her necklace on gently and kissed her bare neck on the way back. “Happy one year. I can’t wait to have so many more.”