#i did see someone blaming the whole thing on nafla (who I believe is that rapper he signed that caused a lot controversy bc he has a record
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What?? Did I send that prev message about Ravi???!! Cos I don’t remember at all 😱 Or did someone else have exactly the same reaction as me?? I’m losing my mind.. sorry for the spam if it was me 😭
no no nooo it's okay!!! its not spammy at all!! and I'm pretty sure it wasn't u since there was a follow up ask after that!! u guys probably just had the same thought uwu
#but i do want to hear what ur thoughts are on the situation if u like to share them with me#i couldn't find much on twt since I don't follow a lot of vixx especially ravi stans anymore#but it seems like they're either avoiding the topic or completely not believing the article#the onlt takes ive seen so far is ppl saying they don't believe it until groovl1n makes a statement and that they support him anyway#ask#anon#i did see someone blaming the whole thing on nafla (who I believe is that rapper he signed that caused a lot controversy bc he has a record#like a criminal record for weed or something#like they said it was him who recommended the guy who does that kind of stuff (forging documents? idk skdjfksd)#its kinda funny but also :/ I don't condone accusing ppl of something bc of their past
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“...Good To Me?” (M)
Requested by an anon. For you dirty little sugar daddy loving sluts women out there. JKJKJKJKJK It’s short, I’m sorry. The do is not my specialty. (!) Warning: Smut| Oral my dudes
Nafla X Female Reader Request: The reader and Nafla are actual in a loving relationship, but people think he’s y/n sugar daddy. He gives her the world and she pays him back.
You wanted to be the one to spoil him. He was always the one spoiling you. You wanted to change up the roles a bit.
You met Nicholas at a club one night. This club wasn’t a club you were used to. You were a spoiled brat. Which meant you got when you got what you wanted, when you wanted. You were a Daddy’s girl. Daddy got you everything your little heart desired because he knew if you didn’t get what you wanted, you’d go crazy.
Your Mom tried to break your Dad from buying you everything, but he didn’t listen. You were his little girl. You were bougie. Everything you had, had to be at least a couple of hundred thousands. You began to work for your money when you turned eighteen.
Your Dad ran a huge international wine company. He had business in Japan, the states, China, Canada, England, and Spain. You attended business school and became Operations Section Chief of her Dad’s company. No one of course knew your Dad was, your Dad. Your great grandfather started the business but it didn’t get as big as it is today until your grandfather and Dad stepped in many years later.
But you working hard didn’t mean you still weren’t spoiled. You had men dropping to their knees to talk to you. You wouldn’t give them the time a day.
One of your co workers invited you out to this club. You didn’t know the name or anything about it. You dressed in very expensive, Gold Sleeveless Sequin Bodycon Mini Dress with matching high heels. Your outfit costed almost half of the club. Your handbag costed basically the whole club. On your shoulder you were carrying a Hermes Birkin Bag by Ginza Tanaka. (A/N: The price of that handbag is so damn crazy!)
You were disappointed. You being bougie, the alcohol was cheap as well. The most expensive one was some cheap red wine. It didn’t taste good at all. You found yourself sitting at the bar, by yourself gulping down the cheap wine.
“You okay?” You heard a voice next to you.
You looked to your left to see a man in sweats and a hoodie.
“I’m fine.” You answered coldly.
“Why are you being so cold? I asked how you were. Don’t be a b-”
“Bitch? Are you gonna call me a bitch? My handbag costs for than you make on annually! Call me a bitch. I dare ya.”
He only chuckled and threw a hand up toward the bartender. The bartender took that as a sign and came back with a beer. He handed it to the guy.
You rolled your eyes and took another sip of the cheap wine.
“Sorry for almost calling you a bitch. I don’t even know you like that. You’re probably a sweet girl. Let’s start over. I’m Nafla, but you can call me Nicholas.”
He put out his hand for you to shake. You stared at it a for a bit before shaking it.
“Y/N, Y/N L/N.”
“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”
“You won’t believe how many I’ve heard that.”
“I’m not a creep. I promise.”
“Well, that’s what the creeps say.”
The two of you shared a laughed.
“You seem disgusted with your choice of alcohol.” He noticed.
“Oh, I am, I’m used to expensive wines. But it appears I have come in the wrong club.”
“I see. I promise next time I’ll take you to a fancier place.”
“Not dressed like that you won’t be.”
The two of you shared another laugh.
“I’ll dress any way you’d like me to.” He said a bit suggestively.
You blushed a little bit.
“In what way did you mean that?” You asked.
“I’ll dress in anything you want me to. A tux, sweats, no clothes at all.”
Your cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
“You’re cute when you’re blushing. You must be innocent.” He added moving closer to you.
“Shut up.” You whined playfully.
“I hope to get to know you more, princess.”
From that moment on, the two of you traded numbers. And he kept his promise. He took you out to the fancy place he could fine. He even dressed in a tux. You thought he looked adorable in his tux.
The two of you got closer and closer. There were times the two of you almost kissed but it was either your friends or his who came in the way of it. Everyone just thought the two of you were friends. But both of you knew how much the two of you were loved with each other. Finally you admitted your feelings and he returned them.
It’s been around a year since the two of you started dating. There was nothing Nicholas loved better than spoiling you. Even if you didn’t need it or even want it. He just loved to spoil you. Sometimes he liked to spoil you in front of your friends.
Which caused all of your friends to think he was your sugar daddy. You hated the term. Nicholas wasn’t even that much older than you. Nicholas knew your hatred for the word, he didn’t mind the term.
This week, you were having a hard time. You had a presentation you had to present your Dad who was the CEO, and the Chairman, who of course was your Mother. It’s a family ran business. You’ve been in meetings and has had many presentations with either just your Dad or just your Mom. Never them together in all your years working there.
You were nervous. Not only were both of your parents going to be there, but the rest of the board would be there too. Some of them never took you serious because they’ve known you since you were a little baby.
It would have been easier if it was just your presentation, but it wasn’t. It was yours and the another employee.
Jung Yoo Sung, he wasn’t your favorite. The two of you had a rocky relationship. He was out for your position, and you. News runs around the business really fast. So the news of his schoolboy crush on you began to spread, you heard about it rather fast.
Luckily your parents didn’t hear about it. You and Yoo Sung had to work together on a new flavor for a wine. He was a good employee, but he liked to get off topic a lot and because of it, you didn’t have your presentation ready at all.
Nicholas knew you were stressed over the whole presentation thing. It wasn’t too often he’d visit you at work, but today he really wanted to. Your lunch break as coming up so he bought you some food from that new burger place down the street from your job. On his way over, he came across a new jewelry place. He saw earrings he knew you would love. 18K White Gold Canadian Diamond Drop Earrings.
He walked to the reception desk.
“May I help you?”
“I’m here to see-”
“Y/N, right?”
“Yeah, how did you know that?” He asked.
“I’m a friend of hers. She talks about you a lot. She’s in her office. You’ve been here before or do you need her office number?”
“No. I’m good. I remember. Thank you.”
He made his way to your office. He knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
He opened the door and closed it behind him.
“Nicholas? What are you doing here?” You asked.
“Are you really asking? I missed you. And I got so food for ya.”
“Why are you so good to me?”
“I try my hardest.”
He walked over to your desk and set the bag down on the desk.
“You look really stress. Need a massage?”
“I love you so much.”
He smiled. “I love you too.”
He walked behind your office chair and began to gave you a massage.
“Does that feel at least a bit better?”
“Yes. Please don’t stop.” You moaned accidentally.
He chuckled and continued to massage your shoulders.
“Okay, okay. That’s enough. Now where are those burgers?”
“Right here.” He reached into the bag and handed you one of the two. “Eat up.”
He pulled up a chair to your desk.
“Babe, let’s watch something on Netflix.” He said.
“Alright.”
You went to the Netflix website on your computer and put on a romantic movie. The two of you finished your lunch.
About into a forty minutes into the movie there was a sex scene. You were about to turn it off but Nicholas stopped you.
“What are you doing?” You questioned.
“I want to watch this scene.”
“I’m still in the building. We can’t watch stuff like that here. What if someone see this?”
“Then I’ll take the blame for it. I did want to watch a movie.”
He continued to play the movie. You weren’t a huge fan of scenes like this. To you it was basically all the same. You didn’t want to watch it anymore.
You felt Nicholas’ lips on your neck.
“Babe~” You whined.
“Come on, let’s do something fun. Something a little better than a fake scene on a movie.” He whispered in your ear before kissing down your neck.
“Nic-ahh.” You moaned quietly.
“Come on, princess. I need you right now. You’re wearing the shortest skirt you have. Are you trying to impress me? Or this skirt for someone else?” He gripped your thigh. You gasped in shock, but you stayed in silent.
“Answer me, princess. Is this skirt for me or is it for that co worker of yours? What’s his name, Yoo Sung?” He asked again while his hand slowly went up your thigh.
“It’s for you. Only you, Nic-”
He slapped your thigh.
“What’s my name?”
“Daddy.” You answered.
He smirked against your neck. His lips finally made their way to your collarbone leaving marks.
You pushed him off of you. You got on your knees in front of him.
“You’re always so good to me, Daddy. I think it’s time I repay you.”
You quickly unbuttoned jeans and pulled down jeans and boxers just a bit for his hardened length to pop out.
“You’re already hard?”
“What? The scene was hot.” He answered.
You rolled your eyes. “But I bet you’ll enjoy this a bit more.”
You grabbed his cock, it twitched. He moaned quietly. You licked up his length before taking him deep in your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and bobbing your head. Your tongue licked stripes up him as you found a good and steady pace. His hands went into your hair.
“You’re doing amazing.”
You continued your bobbing and used your hand to satisfy the parts your mouth couldn’t. Nicholas’ breath became rapid.
“Go faster.” He said, his voice hoarse.
And faster you went. He tugged on her hair slightly.
“Fuck…” He said suddenly, as he let go in your mouth.
You quickly swallowed up of his cum, making sure you didn’t miss a drop.
“Open your mouth. Did you swallow all of it?”
You nodded.
“Then show Daddy.”
You opened your mouth to show him. He inspected your mouth making sure all of it had disappeared. He didn’t see a single drop.
“Good girl. Daddy has to reward you.”
“Later Daddy. My lunch break will be over soon.”
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