#i don't feel like i'm living... i feel like i'm a paused videogame. not able to progress but fully aware of everything

[anthro-cat]

i feel kinda lonely

[bluecollarmcandtf]

Am I Acting Weird?

Walking home, I just can't shake the feeling that something is off, but I can't figure out what! I asked Coach about it before leaving practice, but he just laughed. He said I was weird not to appreciate the effort I've put into football lately.

He's right. I've been busting my ass, but that's exactly what I'm talking about!

I've never given a damn about improving my rank or even showing up to conditioning! I just wanted to hang out with my buds and mess around with the cheerleaders.

But now, it's like none of that matters! I've skipped the last three parties to bulk up at the gym! I haven't been able to drink anything other than protein shakes, and my meals are always loaded with meat. It's like I can't control myself anymore! Why can't I just take a night off and drink beers with the rest of the boys?

I let out a long groan of frustration and trudge upstairs. My younger sibling Max laying on the couch while the TV blares his favorite show.

Max is the weird one! He's like 18, and all he does is play videogames and sit around all day.

I quickly strip off my sweaty football uniform and toss it into the corner of my bedroom. My muscles are already tired and aching from yesterday's practice, so I can't imagine how sore I'll be feeling when I wake up for tomorrow's early morning workout; something I only recently started doing everyday.

Like every other night, I pull my usual at-home clothes on; a stiff white shirt, black apron, and bowtie. This outfit might seem weird, but it feels nice, especially when I tie everything up extra tight. Max showed me how. Sure, it's not comfortable at all, and I look like a waiter more than anything, but that doesn't bother me.

My little brother is annoying as hell, but he's usually right. Me and dad used to tease him all the time, but we've come around since then.

Now that I'm finally at home and suited up, I can feel my shoulders relax. Whatever was bothering me before can wait. I pull some shiny black shoes on, slip a pair of white gloves over my hands, and carefully step back downstairs. It's important that I make as little noise as possible when I'm home. I wouldn't want to disturb anybody.

"Hey, big bro," Max calls from the couch, "Your home."

"Yes, Max," I answer, taking my usual position next to the couch.

This is where I stand when I'm in the living room anymore. It's just where I feel most comfortable, and it's right next to a little cart of useful supplies. I grab a towel and sling it over my shoulder. It's always a good idea to have one on me when I'm at home. Never know when I'm going to need it.

"My shoes could use a polish while we chat," Max adds, flipping through the channels.

"You got it, Max."

See, the towel does come in handy. I quickly fetch a container of shoe polish on my little cart and kneel by his feet. I've been polishing Max's shoes for a few weeks now, so I've gotten pretty good at it. He doesn't really appreciate the art of it, but I guess it's just something that I'm into.

"How's football? You the best player yet?" Max asks nonchalantly from above.

"No, Max. I've gotten a lot bigger lately, but the quarterback is still a lot more muscular and skilled."

He rolls his eyes and adds, "Give it time I guess. You're going to keep at it until your a professional player like the ones on TV."

I stop buffing his sneaker for a second and glance up at him. His attention is now completely fixated on an NFL videogame.

"Max, that's just it," I admit, "Lately I've been working out and bulking up like I'm some pro-athlete, but I'm not. I don't think I even want to be! That life just seems so grueling."

Max pauses his game and looks down at me solemnly.

I avert my gaze and add, "It's just weird that lately I've put so much work into something I don't want."

"You think that's weird?" he dryly raises an eyebrow.

I just shake my head and turn my attention back to my brother's sneaker. It's going to need a lot more polish before it shines.

The door opens and our father arrives home.

"Hey, boy," he dismissively calls when he sees me on the floor. Then he notices my brother lounging on the couch.

"Max," he says with a bit more emphasis, dipping his head a little.

"Dad, I'm really hungry right now, so could you get a move on with dinner?" Max answers.

"Of course, Max."

Our father immediately drops his keys and briefcase and shuffles into the kitchen. I've always admired him. He played football in college too, so we've always bonded over sports.

But lately, he only seems interested in his work. I rarely see him because he always stays late and picks up night shifts at the office. It's done wonders for his career, so I guess that's good. He's been given a few raises recently for all the extra effort he's put in, but I can tell it's taking a bit of a toll on the guy.

"Big bro, just look at Dad," Max explains to me, "He doesn't complain about anything being weird, does he? He just keeps his mouth shut and goes to work. Be more like him."

I don't speak as I switch to shining his other sneaker. Max is probably right. If Dad can power through long hours in the office to bring home a decent salary, then I can surely shut up and dedicate myself to a career in football.

It doesn't take long for our father to return to the living room.

"The food is almost ready, but here are some drinks while you wait, Max," he says.

Our dad seems minorly annoyed by the starched clothing he has on, but that suit is his typical home outfit. It looks even more stiff and uncomfortable than my get up, but I guess he's willing to put up with it.

Max stands before I can finish at his feet and grabs a glass from our father.

"Whoops, here you can finish them," he says after a swig of wine, kicking the shoes off in my direction, "And then take care of the laundry in my room."

"Sure thing, Max," I answer, but he's already turned his attention to dad.

"Is your wallet in your briefcase?" he asks, "I'm taking a few friends out tonight."

"It is, Max, and the car keys are next to it. The car is low on gas. Should I take it to a station before you go out?"

"Yeah," Max adds between sips, "Take care of that while I eat."

"Of course, Max."

"Oh, and Dad."

"Yes, Max?"

"Start making double portions for big bro's meals. He needs to bulk up faster if he's going to usurp the current quarterback."

I pretend not to hear, and finish up my work with Max's shoes. Maybe my new focus on football hasn't been that strange after all. It's not really the life I thought I'd be pursuing, but it's kind of nice being bigger and more athletic than I used to be. It's not really weird if I think about it. Maybe I can even get a few more reps in after I finish Max's laundry.

I hope he has a good time out with his friends tonight. It's weird, but I don't really know what else I'd spend my time doing.

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Daddy Material

Kang Yeosang x Choi San x Kim Hongjoong x Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader, Roommate AU

Warning: Smut, degradation, cum play, oral sex (male receiving), vaginal penetration, hair pulling, bondage (handcuffs), daddy kink and I don't remember oh and 4k plus words

Tagging: shoutout to @atiny-piratequeen and @youneedapiratekink for helping me with this and also tagging @delicatewerewolfsoul @mirror-juliet @beankeeper37 @youneedapiratekink @atiny-piratequeen again

It was interesting to you to say the least, interesting to be living under the same roof as three males who were not related to you in any way and today your forth roommate was added to the household.

You were quite annoyed by the new company but you didn't mind it that much since it helped you to forget how lonely you would feel at times.

This evening however you were standing in the hallway, placing distance between yourself and Park Seonghwa, the newest roommate and you were talking on your phone with your best friend who had a tendency of speaking anything that was on their mind.

Choi San had abruptly passed you by while on his way to the restroom, scaring you midway through your conversation with your friend.

You inhaled a breath and resumed speaking about the days events over the phone.

"What's your newest roommate's name?" Your friend enquired, looking for any information that they could gain from you.

"Oh it's Seonghwa..." You trailed off, trying to block the mental image of his face from your mind because you didn't want to be reminded of his attractive face which added to the three that already gave you impure thoughts and misery that you couldn't satisfy with only your hands.

"Oh Seonghwa! I know of him! He's such a daddy I hear!" Your friend's enthusiasm prompted you to grit your teeth, not finding the situation very exciting since there were four attractive men under your roof and you were only their roommate, and you wondered why you cared.

"None of them in this house is daddddy material..." You purposely emphasized the word daddy in a whiny voice to agitate your friend, though you were not ready for someone to speak up right behind your back.

Quickly you ended the call so that you could face your roommate, though you felt too mortified to actually face him now, this was going to be extremely awkward you decided with a disheartened sigh.

"Interesting direction your conversation has taken, especially when you're speaking about your roommates being daddy material. I wonder what you may have been thinking the entire time we've been living with you. Surely someone as sweet as you haven't been dreaming of getting laid by us." Hongjoong chuckled teasingly, a gleam in his eyes glittering which successfully unnerved you and made you wonder if perhaps you had stared at the male too long at one time.

Your face was burning up with fire, the anxiety of what you couldn't take back was weighing heavy on you and all you could do was stare at the male wordlessly.

A wicked smirk graced his lips as he stepped closer and your pulse quickened in response to his action.

"I'll bet that you've thought about that, which one of us was it?" Hongjoong asked with faux curiosity, he took another step closer to you and the sensation of your heart feeling as if it would explode any moment was painful.

"...." You opened your mouth, unable to say anything in your defense and your roommate seemed amused by your action.

"All of us? Surely you're too innocent to even have had that thought."

"Yes..." You spoke, uncertain as to what you were agreeing to but you were hoping for the latter.

"Yes, all of us?" Hongjoong looked down at you from where he stood, making you feel quite small and you hated it with a passion.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" San's voice broke the tension that was becoming unbearable for your heart. Your face lit up with relief and you were thinking that San had suffused the situation, that was until Hongjoong opened his mouth and squashed your hopes.

"Y/N and I were talking about how none of us are daddy material in her mind." Hongjoong chuckled at San's darkened expression, ignoring the daggers that you were glaring at the shorter male.

"Just wait until Yeosang hears this." San maintained the breath stealing gaze that he held on you.

"I don't think you should be making assumptions like that, I'm ready to prove you wrong right now if you want me to." He growled, a darkness overtaking his eyes and overshadowing the sweet man you had come to know.

"I'm pretty certain she wants us all to prove that we are indeed daddy material." Hongjoong's eyes danced with glee as you looked away, now having a feeling that the others were going to find out and what scared you the most was the knowledge that you would be unable to refuse their offer to prove themselves.

"Let's go find Hwa and Yeosang." San grabbed you by the arm, dragging your helpless body along as you dreaded what the others would do. Still you walked along with San pulling you while Hongjoong walked alongside your body.

Finally after what seemed like an hour the three of you were standing in the living room where Yeosang was playing videogames.

"Hey, Sang! Guess what Hongjoong heard Y/N say!" San grinned as he looked at your frowning face, the urge to hide was overwhelming and you felt as if you would cry from the humiliation, though you really wanted to see what would happen.

"Don't bother me I'm winning..." Kang Yeosang kept his eyes trained on the television screen as his fingers aggressively pressed the controls of his gaming console.

You silently prayed that he would react in a nonchalant manner if he was told what San seemed so invested in telling him.

"Y/N said that none of us here are daddy material!" San bursted out in giggles, holding your arm fast in his grip.

"Oh?" Yeosang peeled his eyes away from the television to peer at you in confusion.

"Is that the case? She could be right." Yeosang shrugged while brushing his hair from his face.

"Why must you say that?" San pouted, his hold on your arm loosening and in contrast relief was beginning to wash over you when Yeosang spoke up again.

"Because there should be no reason for me to say why." He glanced at Hongjoong with a questioning look in his eyes, who in turn gave a vague nod with a knowing look in his eyes.

"Does Y/N want to find out if we really are daddy material? I will make sure she finds out when she can't fucking walk tomorrow." Yeosang smirked darkly.

"Bring it on, I'll be able to walk easily even after a few rounds with each one of you." You scowled, tired of the way things were being dragged out.

"Are you sure about that, sweetheart? Have you had enough time to think about what you're getting into?" Seonghwa smoothly inserted himself into the conversation as if he belonged.

"I'm fucking sure!" You snapped, jerking your arm away from San's lax grip.

"Do anything it takes to prove yourselves because so far I'm not impressed." You spat, marching off into the direction of your bedroom.

"Oh babygirl. You have such low standards, we will surpass those easily and you will never forget it. Maybe your friend would like to hear you describe your experience with us when your voice returns." Hongjoong's mocking tone filled your ears, prompting them to burn in embarrassment.

"Shut up!" You retorted, only for laughter to ensue afterwards.

"The neighbors will remind her." San piped up in a cocky tone.

"So are you guys gonna do something or not?!" You huffed out in exasperation.

"Stop making her wait." Yeosang spoke up firmly, allowing his input to be heard.

He stepped towards you first, his pupils dark with an emotion within them that made you quite nervous and your body trembled beneath the fingertips that reached out to you and touched your arm.

Tingles resulted from the male's touch as he boldly closed the distance between your face and his.

"We will make it worth your time." Yeosang promised in a low voice, immediately melding his lips to yours and possessing them.

His straightforward manner took your breath away and puzzled you greatly since you had thought of him as the most reserved one in the house.

The sensation of soft lips pressed against your neck added to the otherworldly feeling of being kissed deeply by Yeosang, thus your body reacting by shuddering violently and relaxing into the chest of the male who stood behind you.

"Is this like you've wanted?" Seonghwa purred against your ear, biting your earlobe and encouraging even more tingles to rush throughout your bloodstream.

You whimpered into Yeosang's mouth.

"Already so excited by us, Y/N?" Hongjoong's singsong voice murmured against your other ear, a soft kiss being pressed against it and combining with the sensations of Yeosang's kisses and exploratory hand movements while Seonghwa kissed your neck with hot, openmouthed kisses that drowned you in heated sensuality.

You whined at the loss of Seonghwa's lips kissing your neck but instead Hongjoong leaned in and bit down on your neck, judging the vicinity of your sweet spot perfectly.

A pleasured cry tore through your throat, which paused the dance for dominance that your tongue was having with Yeosang's organ.

Hongjoong chuckled at your reaction and his hands slithered to your waist, slowly caressing your curves all while Yeosang traced your jawline with his fingertips.

"You sound impressed and we haven't even fucked you yet, babygirl. You're going to be completely amazed by the time we're finished." Hongjoong teased, biting your neck again with more force this time, leaving behind a bright red marking that would join the bites that he knew were yet to come tonight.

Reflexively you broke the kiss with Yeosang and tilted your head back, crying out vulnerably, the pitiful cry inciting restlessness to come over the males who were waiting for their turn with you and the thought was enough for your thighs to become slick with your arousal.

Unconsciously your hips grinded into Hongjoong's crotch, rubbing against him and coaxing a low groan from his throat.

"Oh!" Your movements were forcefully paused by Hongjoong grappling your hips and stopping you in your tracks.

"Daddy did not give you permission to do that." A sharp smack interrupted your labored pants and a small yelp followed the spank to your ass.

"Remember to ask daddy what you want." Hongjoong growled, "Or we will punish you."

He added, feeling you stiffen beneath his grip on your body.

"I thought you were supposed to impress me?" You laughed out, only for him to tangle his hands in your hair and turn you to face him.

"Believe me doll, we will. Now strip for us." He ordered, pushing you towards the doorway and watching you enter your bedroom and purposely take your time in removing your clothes from your body.

"When do I get a turn?" San whined after returning from somewhere with something shiny in his hands. You squinted your eyes to check closer and you found that he was holding a pair of handcuffs...

"No one is keeping you from having a turn." Seonghwa replied boredly, ignoring the younger males insistent whining as he began to strip down.

Your knees began to tremble beneath your weight as you watched Yeosang pull his shirt up and over his head, exposing his smooth skin which you found yourself desperately wanting to touch.

"So beautiful. Lie down, little girl." Seonghwa commanded, although you felt stubborn you went along with following his order.

"Horizontally." San chimed in.

You rolled your eyes and lied down upon your bed horizontally, allowing the youngest to click the cuffs and bind your hands together.

You sighed and felt a surge of adrenaline surge through your blood after realizing that four sets of eyes were drinking in your naked body and another trickle of arousal moistened your thighs.

"So obedient for us." San smiled down at you, his dark eyes drinking in every inch of your exposed skin.

"What do you want, babygirl? Tell daddy what you want him to do to you." Seonghwa ran his hand across your thigh, the tremors of your muscles prevalent beneath his touch.

Through the corner of your eye you could see Hongjoong undressing and you could make out that San had completely undressed in a mind bogglingly short period of time. Your heart felt as if it was lodged in your throat, preventing you from speaking at first.

"Use your words, little one." Yeosang broke through the haze of your muddled thoughts.

"Uh... I want... I want daddy's cock," You gestured towards Seonghwa with your head while you rested your cuffed hands against your stomach."

"And daddy I w-want your cock..." You stammered out while looking up at Yeosang pleadingly, feeling exposed and vulnerable on every level possible.

"At the same time?" Seonghwa interjected in a tone that made you want to laugh at how incredulous and surprised he sounded.

"Y-yes... please..." You moaned, opening your legs wide for Seonghwa to access your throbbing sex, mewling at the feel of his hands teasing your wet inner thighs with painfully delicate touches.

You tilted your head back until it was almost hanging off of the bed, staring at Yeosang as his naked body stood over you.

"Open your mouth for me, greedy whore." Yeosang ordered in a chilling tone.

Automatically your lips parted, another soft plea emanating from your lips as you gazed up at Yeosang. He took your cue and pressed the dripping tip of his cock against your lips, eventually sliding his length into the blissful warm wetness of your mouth.

"Ngh..." You hummed as you deep throated him, accommodating his hard cock in your mouth.

Tears stung your eyes when the tip of his cock touched the back of your throat and slid on down into your throat.

"Mmm!" You flinched when the tip of Seonghwa's cock pressed up against your entrance, sliding on inside of you as your hole readily accepted the intrusion.

"Your mouth is so fucking hot around my cock..." Yeosang groaned, snapping his hips forward and watching your Adam's apple bob in synchronicity with his thrusts. You moaned around his cock and tugged at your restraints as he continued to fuck your mouth.

Meanwhile your legs were shaking violently, the result of Seonghwa vigorously ramming his cock inside of your heat, him hovering above your body as he repetitively moved his hips in sinful movements that pleasured you deeply.

Pitiful whimpers exited your throat, seeing stars with every stroke of Seonghwa's dick penetrating your sensitive heat.

"Mmm mm..." You moaned, trembling and taking the harsh abuse of their cocks penetrating your holes and thrusting deep into you.

The urge to gag periodically coming and going as the tears flowed from your eyes, tears of enjoyment that you could not stop even as the burn of his cock stretching your throat was almost unbearable.

"You're taking my cock so well, babygirl." Yeosang grunted, continuing to fuck your throat until it began to feel raw from the constant friction of his length.

A shaky breath was breathed through your nose, your body quivering vulnerably from the deep penetration of Seonghwa's cock.

Briefly you wondered what San and Hongjoong were doing, a strangled moan coming from one of the males and snapping you back to remembering that you weren't alone with Yeosang and Seonghwa, which caused you to wonder if someone was jerking off while watching you get fucked at both ends.

Yeosang's constant spearing of your mouth prevented you from seeing what the other two men were doing but you could hear one of them whining and moaning pathetically while another sexual moan joined the cacophony of sounds that included your occasional gagging with each motion of Yeosang roughly shoving his cock down your throat, those sounds combined with Seonghwa's skin slapping harshly against your ass cheeks.

Your hole clenched tightly around Seonghwa's length, your muscles tightening from the glorious feelings that you accepted without a second thought, even your anal entrance was clenching from the pleasurable contact of his balls slapping against your puckered flesh.

"Don't come until daddy says you can." Seonghwa warned, reminding you subtly that he wasn't going to make it easy on you.

"I'm gonna cum on your face and tits, babygirl... Fuck I'm gonna make you daddy's cum bucket!" Yeosang barked out urgently, extracting his twitching length from your mouth.

You felt a spasm rip through your body but it was only a precursor to your climax as you tried to hold yourself together, the abuse that your pussy was receiving becoming too much for you to handle as Yeosang added to your predicament, in front of your own eyes he worked his hand up and down his shaft, releasing himself and shooting ribbons of translucent juices across your neck and chest.

"Ahh~" You arched your back and moaned out loud while simultaneously turning your head to the side and catching sight of what Hongjoong and San were doing.

Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of Hongjoong and San standing together, naked and kissing each other fervently.

Heavy pants exited your mouth as you watched, feeling Seonghwa's thrusts become harder and more pronounced.

San's hands were wandering down the small of Hongjoong's back in hungry touches that fascinated you greatly, the elder males hands slowly moving downwards themselves, rubbing across the vee of San's pelvis and teasingly moving his fingers closer to his erect cock.

While you watched his fingers wrap around San's cock you felt Seonghwa hit your weak spot, shattering the bubble of pleasure and you could not grasp any control to keep your orgasm from happening.

"OH!! AH DADD-...“ You screamed and writhed wildly beneath Seonghwa, who held you in place with a strong grip.

"Babygirl couldn't resist coming while watching us, could she?" Hongjoong chuckled, placing a chaste kiss against a pouting San's lips.

You could scarcely hear what he was saying, your sex was becoming overstimulated by the unrelenting thrusts of Seonghwa and the sensitivity of your flesh was overwhelming.

"You came without permission, babygirl... and you had better clean up after we're finished with you." The male growled, reminding you while withdrawing his cock from your body and proceeding to paint your stomach, pelvis and thighs with his sticky, hot cum.

Electricity rushed through every cell and nerve ending that you were aware of that you had in your body. Even though you were still reeling from your climax, a tightening of your heat informed you that you were still very turned on.

"On your knees, now." San's voice penetrated the blissful haze that you were experiencing, rudely interrupting the enjoyment of your afterglow.

You struggled to turn over and balance your body's weight onto your knees, lifting your ass in the air while the rest your upper body weight was placed onto your forearms.

The handcuffs restricted the use of your arms and hands, leaving them only to be useful for not teetering off of the bed.

A loud smack broke the silence as you winced from the sting of your ass being struck roughly.

"Tell me, babygirl. Do you enjoy your punishment for coming without permission?" San asked with an amused chuckle, using the palm of his hand to smooth over the reddened area, only to smack your ass yet again.

You flinched and moaned out weakly, your voice still hoarse from your mouth being fucked by Yeosang earlier.

"I'm... I'm sorry, daddy!" You whined, the now harsh burning sensation of your ass was motivating you to speak and the other males in the room thought that you were adorable the way you pitifully spoke up after only a few taps to your rear.

"So sweet the way you are so willing to call me daddy now. I'll think about lessening your punishment." San purred, positioning the head of his cock at your hole before purposely lowering his length and rubbing it teasingly up and down your slick slit.

You shuddered at his touch, anticipating to be filled yet again although you still felt extremely sensitive.

"Ah!!" You squealed at the top of your voice, being unprepared for him to have actually pushed himself inside of you so soon.

Hyperventilating breaths replaced the brief silence of the moment that had settled over the atmosphere in the room and you dared to raise your eyes, finding Yeosang on his knees in front of Seonghwa, sucking off the older male who had his hand fisted in Yeosang's hair and was guiding his movements briskly as he hollowed his cheeks around Seonghwa's length.

San was not letting up on how hard he fucked you from behind and a constant string of moans was uttered from your lips, intensifying as he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back, leaving you with no choice except to watch Yeosang orally clean your essence off of Seonghwa's cock.

"You enjoy that don't you?" A seductive purr sounded nearby your ear and you saw that Hongjoong was kneeling near you.

"You like getting fucked while someone else is licking your cum from another someone's cock huh?" Hongjoong grasped beneath your chin, turning you to face him in spite of the restrictions that San placed on your movements.

The pull at your scalp worsened and you felt as if you would collapse from the sensitivity of enduring the repetitive movements of San's cock wrecking your throbbing heat.

Pathetic cries spilled from your lips as you unconsciously held your mouth open, drooling from your mouth and dripping saliva onto your arms.

"You sound so pretty when you're being ruined." San spat out harshly, his fingernails digging into your hips as he snapped his hips forward and leaving you senseless from the painful pleasure that you were receiving.

"AHHHH D-D...!!!" You screamed, coming hard on San's cock and contracting violently around his length.

At the last moment he pulled out, peppering curses between groans while cumming on your ass cheeks, leaving his release dripping down your skin in pale, glistening streaks that accented your skin color.

You panted heavily, resting your head against your forearms and for now you were oblivious to what anyone else may have been doing.

"It seems our babygirl forgot what to call us." Hongjoong's humored tone filled your ears and prompted your ears to heat up in embarrassment.

"Count." A sudden smack was added to your ass, encouraging your flesh to jiggle from the contact of his hand and the knowledge of him touching San's cum made you dizzy with lust.

"Ah!" You yelped after another stinging slap was administered to your ass.

"Mmm..." You moaned out after the third spank to your ass cheek.

"You are forgetting to count, did you forget how?" Hongjoong growled, watching your body tremble from the attention that he gave.

"N-no!" You squeaked desperately, feeling something deep inside of you throb yet again.

"Are you so senseless that you can't even gather your own wits?" Hongjoong pushed you onto your back, hovering over your body and staring into your eyes with a dark intensity that made your stomach have butterflies.

"Uh..." You whined, spreading your legs farther apart and instinctively grinding your heat against his erect.

"Not so fast, I know you're a hungry cockslut but you're not getting it until you at least answer my question." His eyes narrowed, penetrating the mixed feelings that circulated in your body.

"P-please..." You begged, your lips trembling as you gazed at him pleadingly.

"I haven't heard you answer my question." Hongjoong tsked, leaning forward and bit your neck, moving down across your chest and leaving reddened spots littered across your chest and breasts.

Your eyes rolled back as his lips sucked at your skin, exciting your heat to the point of clenching tightly around air.

"Please..." You squeezed your eyes shut, unable to fight the fire that built again inside of your veins.

"How about no?" He chuckled, removing himself from between your legs and smiling at you devilishly, taking in the way your jaw dropped in shock.

You cried out and bucked your hips in frustration, watching him walk around your body and stand behind your head.

To your surprise Yeosang inserted his body between your legs, looking down at you from where you lied.

"You thought that you weren't going to be punished for forgetting who makes you feel good, huh?" Yeosang grinned at you evilly, taking the signal in your eyes as a go ahead to slide his hard member inside of your soaked heat.

"Daddy..." You mewled softly.

"Open your mouth for daddy." Hongjoong ordered, to which you obeyed and parted your lips for him, expecting him to slide his dick inside of your mouth but instead he began to jerk off in front of your face.

A soft moan came from the direction of where San had went and you wondered what he was doing with Seonghwa but you couldn't tear your eyes away from Hongjoong.

You had no idea how you could maintain keeping your mouth open without closing it reflexively, the constant moans that you were vocalizing while Yeosang fucked your heat effectively.

"I c-can't do it!" You arched your back and tugged at your handcuffs to no avail.

The excessive sensitivity of your sex encouraging hot tears to stream down your cheeks.

"You can do it, babygirl. Just one more time." Hongjoong spoke up softly to your surprise, acting differently from the way he had earlier when he had denied you and it puzzled you greatly.

You held your mouth open between choked sounds that came from your throat. Already you were feeling sore between your legs and Yeosang wasn't even finished with you yet.

"Ah! I can't! I oh...~!" You groaned, your walls fluttering to their own accord.

"Yes you can, cum for daddy babygirl." Hongjoong commanded, sensing that you were about to fall apart any second.

"Gonna fuck you until you come around my cock, babygirl!" Yeosang hissed, thrusting even deeper inside of your pussy as his hands went to your clit, rubbing it briskly and sending sparks to your head.

You began to convulse beneath him, screaming out and crying as Hongjoong came undone on your face and lips, saturating you thoroughly with the scent of sex.

Yeosang pulled out and pumped himself until he came on your sex, splattering his seed onto your aching folds.

You closed your eyes and breathed deeply, feeling too weak to hold your eyelids open.

"Time to clean up, everybody." Seonghwa huffed, dashing your hopes at having a chance to rest.

"We are daddy material, aren't we?" San spoke up cockily, raising the level of your annoyance again.

[kenmas-consoles]

HAIKYUU!! CRUSH SERIES

(Kenma x Reader) Edition

(Kuroo x Reader) Edition

(Yaku x Reader) Edition

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A story in which (y/n), a young HOPELESS (romantic) devices a plan to get close to her HOPELESS crush.

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The pair were sitting inside their classroom with their desks pushed together as they ate their lunch, well, at least (Y/n) was. Kenma was hunched over his desk, bento set aside as he rapidly pushed the buttons of his PSP.

The two were somewhat childhood friends as they grew up in the same neighborhood, were in the same year , attended the same middle school and junior high as well as hung out with Kuroo and joined the volleyball team, so it was only natural they'd get close.

(Y/n) was growing tired of just eating her lunch in silence, she tried initiating in conversation but then Kenma would only respond with one liners, shrugs and hums, which in all honestly hurts the poor girl's feelings. Though she didn't drop the conversation just yet.

She was now currently telling him a story of how she recently got into astrology and readings, The girl held up her hand and started stroking the lines on her palm,

"This right here is the life line, it actually tells you how long you'll live, oh, and this one right here is the fortune line, shows how prosperous you'd be in the future, mine isn't that long though. . . oh, oh and this is the love line it-"

but she took one glance at him and made her stop midexplanation.

She half knew it was pointless trying to get his attention especially when he played his video games. (Y/n) sighed for the nth time that day, or hour more specific, a sound in which made him swiftly look up from his gaming device.

Who, unbeknownst to her, was in fact listening to your little rambles.

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(Y/n) rested her chin against her palm and stared out the window, she sighed softly and groaned internally as she why was it so hard for her to gain her crush's attention, Kenma's attention.

Yes you heard me, dear innocent (Y/n) likes Kenma.

Honestly how could she not?

'He's smart, cunning, and (brutally) honest', she thought, as in the silence she was wordlessly digging herself up in a hole.

Her thoughts slowly started spiralling down into a rabbit hole.

'Does he not like me?'

Maybe?

'Does he like playing video games more than me?'

Debatable.

'Am I being too annoying?'

Possibly.

'Is it because I'm unattractive?'

. . .

'Am I trying too hard?'

From a stranger's perspective I honestly look quite desperate, she thought to herself.

She sighed again frustrated for even thinking about him and how he makes her feel without him knowing especially when he's seated opposite to her. 'God im such a loser' she thought losing her appetite to finish whatevers left in her bento.

If Kenma had the ability to read minds then he would reassure you that you aren't any of those.

'Does he like you?'

Fuck yes.

'Were you annoying?'

Somewhat. . .

'Did he think you were trying too hard?'

Fuck no, and in all honesty he was thankful you were even trying to get his attention.

'Did he find you unattractive?'

You, unattractive?

In what world?

'Did he like playing videogames more than you?'

It's a close tie.

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Kenma had long since paused his game as he heard (Y/n) stop talking and sighed. 'It's because of me isn't it?' he thought, suddenly feeling self conscious. He didn't dare look up at her in fear she was uspet with him.

'My god ofcourse she's upset with me!' he thought, internally beating herself up.

Although in this time (Y/n) was able to muster up enough courage to try and get a whack at having a conversation with him again and maybe initiate and or act on her feelings, thanks to the lil mental pep talk after her mini self degredation moment.

She had the perfect idea for the conversation starter.

Except Kenma was too wrapped up in his own thoughts to even process she was calling out to him.

"Kenma!"

No answer.

"Kenmaaaaaaaa!"

No reply either.

"Kenma, I wanted to ask if you wanted a palm reading, you know how those works right? --

-- can you hold out your hand?"

Amidst his internal battle he hazily heard just the last few bits of what she had said and he had froze.

One blink.

Two blinks.

. . . Wait what?

You. . .wanted to hold his hand?

His mind was going in overdrive it felt like his whole brain was sounding alarms and his palms were starting to sweat a little.

It has been a whole 30 seconds and Kenma hasn't so much as given a peep. Taking silence as a no, the girl started to feel a little embarrassed and hot. 'He must've found it weird' she thought. As she was about to apologize,

"I-"

"I-"

They both say simultaneously.

"You can hold my hand if you'd like." He said rather plainly as he held out his hand over the table but he was internally nervous.

"I-what?", (Y/n) said as she stares at his outstretched hand.

Kenma then started to fidget, had he heard wrong? A scarlet blush bloomed on his once pale features.

"I. . . my hand. . . You. . . uhm. . .", he stuttered out.

So as not to embarass her little friend any further she took hold of his hand.

The two could barely look each other in the eye as they made contact but they didn't pull away either.

They just sat there, across each other holding hands and shyly looking down and occasionally sneaking glances at each other.

Unknown to them a certain bed headed captain was going to visit his pudding headed friend in his classroom to remind him to eat his lunch.

But the sight he saw from the end of the sliding door made a big dopey smirk appear on his face.

"Ohohoho?"

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OMAKE:

Before training had started Kuroo pulled (Y/n), who in fact was club manager, to a "friendly chat" as he put it.

The girl despite knowing there was something suspicious about the boy, didn't press in further and just reluctantly obliged to follow him take the balls from the storage room.

"I thought it was kind of sly to see you pull a stunt like that earlier, huh, (Y/n)?" Kuroo said with a teasing look.

The girl blinked, not exactly getting on what he was on about this time.

"I don-"

"Ofcourse you know what I'm talking about. The stunt you pulled today with our little friend Kenma today during Lunch."

(Y/n) reminiscing the events that transpired a few hours prior and how they didn't bother letting go of each other's hand until lunch ended and how from a simple palm over palm turned into an interlocking of fingers.

(Y/n) blushed madly at the thought.

"Honestly though, if you wanted to hold hands so bad you could've just said it to his face."

"I don't think I follow."

Kuroo pinched the bridge of his nose, 'ah youth these days',

"Palm reading is such a lame excuse to say 'I want to hold your hand without you knowing I have feelings for you'", Kuroo said as he walked away pushing the cart of balls.

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"I-I, I WASN'T THINKING THAT AT ALL!"