#i dont even know what to say. its just slowly breaking my heart again and again. im tired.

[alittleemo]

dude i feel like im fuckign fading away . like genuinely am i just haunting this house bc i dont think anyone can hear me.

[dwaekkicidal]

𝖪𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗍𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋: '𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝖶𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖸𝗈𝗎.' ༄࿔ L.K.

⤷ Dubcon/Noncon | Knife Play | Spanking

♱ word count: 2.3k

♱ warnings: this has darker content!! dont like? dont interact: dubcon/noncon, fem!reader, ghostface!minho, reader switches up during the ending but during the smut minho has control, knife play (1 small nick and he carves his name into readers back but its shallow), light mentions of blood, spanking, p in v with no prep or condom (be safe about this irl pls), open ending?

♱ notes: this was so self indulgent because im slowly becoming obsessed with slashers again 🥴

not properly proofread! i will go through it later in the day after i sleep <3

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DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

The cabin you were staying at was eerily silent as you sat in the dimly lit living room. It was a rental that you had planned to stay at for a week to spend your vacation off of work and it was absolutely beautiful during the day. Though, the forest surrounding it combined with the knowledge of just how far the nearest area with people made for a rather scary experience during the night time.

Part of you was on edge as you made your way past the floor-to-ceiling windows towards the kitchen and chills ran up your spine as you stared out those same windows only to be met with complete darkness. Not even the moon was enough to cast light on the tall trees.

‘Maybe a glass of water will help.’ You had been tossing and turning in bed for hours before you gave up and settled in the living room, only to discover that there was no signal on the TV. You were lucky to have even 1 bar as you opened your phone to check the time; 2:46 AM.

It wasn’t a horrible time to be awake, but the promise of sleep would have helped with the paranoid itching in the back of your head. Anybody could break in and nobody wouldn’t know until it was too late. And even if you knew, you were a long way from any means of help-

A sudden creak in the floorboards catches your attention. Your neck snapped towards the dark hallway, then again to the huge windows as your heart raced. The Airbnb host stated that it’s an old house so it’s known to make many noises, so ‘It was probably nothing’. You repeated this to yourself over and over again as you chugged the rest of your water and turned to clean the glass, hoping the distraction would help with the anxiety.

But just as your hand wraps around the tap handle, another creak is heard and a hand wraps around your mouth. Another slides around your front and pushes a long kitchen knife against your neck. The intruder uses his whole body to roughly push you into the counter and your heart drops as you let out a scream in surprise.

The feeling of the cold counter is almost soothing as his deep, nearly robotic, voice meets your ears. “Haven’t seen you around here before… If I take my hand off your mouth, you won’t make me angry and scream for help, right?” He slides the knife along your neck, nicking the skin there slightly as a warning.

Your lack of a response makes him chuckle and he traces the tip of the knife along your cheek, “It’s not like anybody will hear you anyway, but I wouldn’t want this pretty face to get hurt. So what do you say?” You nod as best as you can in this position and let out a quiet sob when his palm releases your face.

“P-Please…Don’t kill me.” Your plea comes out in a quiet whisper, hoping the hushed voice won’t upset your attacker. If it does, he doesn’t let it be seen in the slightest.

“Shhhhh” He tuts at you and rolls his hips forward, rubbing his hard-on against your ass and forcing your hips farther into the countertop. The pinching of your skin between your bone and the marble top makes you hiss in pain, but he ignores you and rubs your hip with his now free hand.

“Let’s play a game~” He doesn’t give you time to respond before he flips you around, wrapping a hand around your neck as he roughly pins you to the counter again.

You’re finally met with his face- or what would be his face, but is instead a long, white ghost mask that would be comical if you didn’t notice the feeling of a drop of blood running down your neck from where he nicked you.

“I’m a little stressed out, so I’m gonna fuck this sweet cunt of yours. If you play nice, I’ll let you live. But if you act like a bitch, I'll kill you!”

The joyful tone in his voice causes your skin to crawl and you let out a quiet sob of fear at the deadly ultimatum. Your choices are quite slim, and you can’t deny the ache that’s starting between your legs, so you don’t take long to nod in agreement.

“Mmmm… Smart girl. Let’s get this off of you then, yeah?” He tugs at your pajama shorts and finally moves the knife off your skin, giving you just enough leeway to move around and pull your shorts down. Once they’re far enough down your legs to drop to your ankles on their own, the unknown man behind you spins you around and immediately pulls your shirt up and over your head.

He sighs almost dreamily against the mask and you watch his head tilt down as he takes in your naked torso. You can feel his stare on you for a while longer until his head tilts further and he’s met with the sight of your pretty panties- the ones that are keeping him from his “prize.”

He curses under his breath and snakes his empty hand to the back of your neck. He grasps you tightly and uses his grip there to lead you to the huge windows, pushing you against them roughly.

“What a pretty piece of ass you got here, baby.” The hand on your neck moves down in favor of grabbing a handful of your ass cheek, landing a teasing slap there as he finishes his sentences. “Might have to go home with you- make you my little pet.” You moan both at the implication of him following you home as well as the delicious sting on your ass.

The masked man chuckles darkly and lands a harsher slap on your other ass cheek. “Call me crazy but I think you like that idea. Hmmmm? Wanna be my little kitty- my little toy for me to fuck whenever I feel like it?” You were starting to get too comfortable, and he seems to realize it. So he brings you back right to where he wants you by sliding his free hand around to your tummy. 

The occupied hand runs the sharp side of the knife around your back, leaving shallow lines that you can’t quite make out. But none of that matters. Not when he’s sliding his hand into your panties, rubbing his gloved fingertip through your soaked folds.

You’re almost thankful that he can’t tell through the gloves, but the stinging pain of the knife almost carving into your skin is diverting your attention from the rough circles on your clit. Thankfully, though, he finishes his “design” faster than you thought he would.

The feeling of a thick finger entering you grabs your attention, making you moan loudly and buck your hips against his hand. A muffled laugh is heard through the mask and his voice is husky as he speaks again, “Gonna be good for me and let me fuck this pretty pussy now, yeah?”

You don't respond right away and he pulls his finger out of you, pinching your clit meanly. “I asked you a question.” His partially wet glove comes down harshly on your ass and leaves a red mark in its wake.

You let out a squeak at the pain and apologize profusely before responding to him. “Y-Yes!”

“Good girl. You almost lost the game there, baby.” He laughs to himself and you watch in the reflection of the glass as he brings the knife down between your thighs. Part of you is horrified at what he might try, and the other part is rather aroused at the possibilities that run through your head.

But he shuts them all down when he slides the dull side against your thigh and leads it to your underwear. He runs his hand along your spine and leans you forward, pushing your ass out for him as the knife dips into your underwear- dull side up.

With this he slices downwards in one swoop, slicing your panties and causing you to gasp in surprise. You can almost hear the smile on his face as he shushes you and slices one of the sides next.

Your arms shake as they rest against the cold glass of the window and you sit there helplessly as he rids you of the ruined fabric. Once you’re left completely bare, he whistles in satisfaction and leans back.

His hand squeezes your ass cheek appreciatively as the hand with the knife rests at your hip, itching to touch you as well but knowing better than to let his guard down so easily. No matter how well-behaved you've been for him so far.

“Such a pretty thing. I really should keep you to myself.” He hums and bites down on your ear. You hear the knife get tossed beside you onto the wood floor before one of his hands slides into your hair, tangling with the strands there and tugging your neck backward. 

All of a sudden the sound of metal hitting wood meets your ears and you see the knife lying on the floor, a couple of feet from where you two stand. Then his hands are removed from you for mere seconds as he hooks his thumbs into his pants and pushes down, hurriedly shoving his boxers down alongside his jeans.

The sound of his jeans hitting the floor makes your thighs clench and he takes notice immediately. He coos from behind you and you can almost hear the smile on his face through the mask as he slides himself through your folds a few times, teasing you and testing how far gone he’s got you.

Your desperate grinding gives him the only answer he needs and he finally pushes in, groaning at the feeling of your tight cunt wrapped around him.

“Shit… You feel so good.” The cool plastic of the ghost mask meets your shoulder as he lays his forehead down against it.

You can’t hold back the whine that builds in the back of your throat and your nails scratch into the glass as much as they physically can as he starts to move already.

“P-Please…” You’re not so sure what you’re asking for. Maybe it was mercy. Or maybe, just maybe, all those months of research about some local town's serial killer were finally paying off.

But who needs to know that? The man behind you is completely oblivious as he pulls his hips back just to drive them back into you. You barely remember it yourself from the way his tip, thick and pulsing, rams into your G-spot.

So much so that you can feel your orgasm sneaking up so much sooner than it usually would. It eventually wracks through your body like a train as the hand in your hair tightens, holding you close to him as he slows his hips to a slow grind.

“Fffuck.. Tight little cunt, baby. But I’m not done just yet.” He picks up his pace once more and uses his free hand to caress your hips, squeezing the flesh there appreciatively before landing a slap against the same area.

He soothes it with another rub, though short-lived before his hand finds its home on your ass cheek. There he lands a series of slaps paired with his muffled moans as you clench around him incessantly.

The hand in your hair finally releases its grip only to find another on the back of your throat again. He uses this one to hold you in place, keeping your cheek pressed flush against the window as he fucks into you with no care.

He continues to use you like his personal fleshlight as he grunts behind you, legs shaking from his oncoming release. The same release that is left deep in your walls, swimming around before dripping out onto your abused folds.

You both moan in unison as you cum around him again, whining at the sharp thrusts that were meant to fuck his seed further into you.

He finally pulls out once your cunt is done milking him and he pulls out a phone from his jeans, snapping a quick photo with flash on before laughing to himself behind his mask.

While he’s occupied with his delusions, you decide it’s time to make your move. 

You push his chest lightly and watch as he collapses onto the couch, head tilted up at you in amusement while his arms settle on the back cushions.

“Yeah?” His voice is deep and breathy, it goes straight between your thighs and you almost moan at simply hearing him like that as well as the confident stance he’s taken. But you have a mission on your mind.

One that includes rushing to pick up the knife from the floor and not giving him a chance to respond before you’re straddling his thick thighs and pressing the knife to his throat.

His arms stay in place on the cushions and he huffs out a laugh in pure amusement, waiting patiently for you to make your next move.

What he didn’t expect was the grinding of your now leaking cunt on his now hardening cock. He moans lowly at the feeling and goes to rest a hand on your hip, only to be met with your hand slapping it away and the other digging the knife into the skin of his neck. Karma.

“I won your game fair and square. So let’s play my game.” Your hand reaches up under the mask and tears it off his face. 

He’s not sure why a potential survivor seeing his face doesn’t worry him. But when his tip catches onto your clit and you hold the knife steady against his neck, he thinks he’s just fallen in love.

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[remembering-angels]

His ultraviolence (18+)

Arranged merriage with Tommy shelby

Synopsis - the niece of alfie solomons marries alfie's cold-hearted gangster friend, tommy shelby.

(Based on a prompt I saw on character.ai, but the writing is my own entirely!!!)

I am writing in first person because writing in second person confuses me as a non native English speaker.

(Content- car sex (in public), misogynistic 1920s stuff, tommy is being mean ,you are reading a story about a gangster,dubcon, fluff ending )

First ever smut ,nobody bully me.

My uncle alfie solomons the leader of the Jewish gangs I London was a harsh and strict boss offering deal or death sort of buisness partnerships, to me though he was a good uncle, spoiled me and doted on me as much as he could, maybe that's why I never grew out of fairytales about princes and princesses. "Come come here my beautiful dove, come sit with uncle alfie, let's chat shall we" uncle alfie calls me to his office, I nervously bite my lip, alfie never wanted me to be a part of the buisness ,I wonder why he summons me now. "Uncle?" I come in to his office confused when suddenly I notice beyond the cloud of cigarette smoke sits a man,in a dark three piece suit, I had to admit my breath almost stopped ,he was handsome, too handsome to sit in a dusty "bakery " office, his blue cold eyes stared in to my soul it seems. "Lovely Lovely yes sit next to uncle" mumbles alfie summoning me to him,I sit nervously next to him, I seemed even more small next to alfies big frame and even more ridiculous sitting between two gang bosses in a pink and white dress.

"Darling this is tommy shelby ,he is a good friend of mine yes very good friend and he recently lost a wife" he takes off his glasses and turns to me "he needs a new wife" ,I look at him confused where this is going, alfie always had a way to talk and talk around his points, perhaps it's his defence mechanism. "Alfie get to the point " the man with the blue eyes finally speaks up, his voice gruff and commanding ,how dare he command alfie like that ,but alfie doesn't seem phased at all. "Oh yes yes right ,my point is,I offered mr shelby here your hand in marriage, now I know its a big change but he is a strong ally and this union will be beneficial for us both and for the buisness " alfie says ,looking at tommy again as if looking for reassurance, tommy doesn't answer ,he barely even blinks.

"W..what" I say confused, I knew women didn't have much say in the gangster world but alfie just offering me up to his friends was a hit to the gut. "Uncle!" I say again shocked, looking between tommy and alfie, "now don't make a scene love, thomas is good buisness man and a very dear friend, I am sure you'll be fine" ,my jaw almost drops at this, if tommy is such a great guy why doesn't alfie marry him instead huh. Alfie shifts uncomfortably in his chair, even his bubbly and loud personality couldn't save everyone in the room from the tension that was slowly getting more and more tense. "Uncle ..this is so sudden I dont-" alfie touched his beard in annoyance "Now darling this union is VERY important for me ,if you refuse I'll be very upset " alfie always sugarcoated everything with me ,lucky for me tommy didn't "if you refuse ,I'll break this partnership and start a war in London " he says in his trademark detached and cold voice. My heart sank, it was straight up blackmail .

It was not a happy occasion as alfies men put my entire life in boxed to be shipped off to bermingam, it was not a happy occasion despite alfie happily kissing me on the cheek and sending me off in to Tommy's car "you two have fun alright, I'll see you in the wedding, be a good girl love" alfie kisses me again, tommy rolls his eyes as he starts the car "bye alfie" he says almost happy to be going home finally. I was shocked at how much trust alfie and tommy put in each other, does alfie seriously trusts tommy that much to give out the closest he has to a daugher just like that?

The ride to bermingam was silent,silent enough for me to memorise by heart the way the engine moves ,the sound it makes, "so..is your name tommy or thomas" I finally try to break the ice ,"thomas but we are getting marries so tommy is fine" his answer was cold and short, he barely looked at me. "I see...um do you have a big family..tommy" I ask nervously. "Yes, I have 3 brothers, Arthur, finn, john and a sister eda..there is aunt polly too ,you'll meet her soon" his voice grown a bit softer talking about his family ,it was endearing. "A..are you all gypsies then?" I ask trying to find any way to continue the conversation that seems to be holding on only thanks to my talking. "Yes, we all live in caravans and practice witchcraft" he smirks, the sarcasm in his voice wasn't lost on me. I laugh,the kind of polite laugh you give a stranger when you don't know what to say "I see" ,I look in to the green fields before me as the car keeps rolling.

After some more minutes of tortured silence ,finally he decides to speak "are you a virgin?" He asks bluntly ,no shame in his voice, I blush ,looking at him wide eyed "is that the first thing you ask me?" A hint of shock in my voice, "you are my future wife " he says again with no shame. "You don't even want to know my interests? Hobbies? Favourite book?" My voice a tone of scolding to which tommy raises an eyebrow, looking at me finally for the first time during our ride "this is a buisness arrangement sweetheart, not a date, and I sure do have the right to know if my wife is a virgin or not" he answers sternly ,causing goodbumps to run down my spine. "Well you don't.. you don't have the right" I cross my arms in protest at his rudeness which causes tommy to let out a chuckle "I think I have my answer then" he says in a matter of fact "my lovely new virgin bride, lucky me eh" he teases ,the way he could get from cold and emotionless to humorous and playful was a bit jarring to say the least. "I..I'm not a virgin " why did I say that ,of course he was right but my head was spinning and alfie threw me to the wolves so I had to not seem as innocent as I probably looked.

"Not a virgin eh" tommy says skeptically, looking me up and down he suddenly drives off the road ,parking his car at a nearby tree grove, "let's fuck then " ,my eyes widen and my hands begin to feel cold "shouldn't we...wait to our wedding night " my throat feels dry,why did I lie about it, stupid me. Tommy narrowed his eyes "one of those girls eh, good girls who wait for their wedding night" his blue eyes were staring right through and inside me, nothing was hidden from him.. "Yes.. " I squirm under his gaze, "you are lying to me. I do not appreciate it" he shook his head ,his voice returned to the trademark detached tone "you are a shelby now, and there are rules,you don't lie to me" he raised his finger and then sighed again "I.. " the words get stuck in my throat, "get out of the car" he orders, a clear command, something told me not to break,I open the passenger car door with trembling hands and climb out ,shortly after he gets out of the car too and opens the back seat car door, "bend over the seat" he takes out a cigarette and rubs it between his lips.

"What? Why?" I take a small step back ,"you are gonna lie to me about being a virgin then you are gonna get fucked like an experienced woman, bend." He says nonchalantly, making my shiver again. "Couldn't this wait for a bed?" I look at the back seat covered in black leather . Tommy takes another smoke of his cigarette, a moment of silence and then him grabbing me by my jaw pinning me to his car "I told you,you are my property now, everything belongs to me and I'll take it anywhere I damn please, don't make me repeat myself " he warns ,I let out a shaky breath and a gasp as he lets go of my jaw, I can't cry ,not now. "You can't treat me like this, my uncle won't stand for it" I said trying to regain a bit of control, "you think I am afraid of alfie?" He asked in a mocking tone "I'm your husband"

With that he spins me around and bends me to the seat, the humiliation rose to my cheeks as he started touching my behind, slow circular motion and then, SLAP, I gasp, the sound of his palm smacking my ass was echoing, I gasp and whimper ,trying to hold on to the car seat, "this was for lying" he says, and this ,he pulls down my baby blue chemise , the cool air hits my bare parts ,making me gasp ,he brings a hand to my folds "hm i might believe you aren't a virgin after all, getting so wet already eh ,like a true whore" I blush "tommy please not here please" I beg him ,which causes his to press his fingers in to my sensitive bundle of nerves "alfie is such a fool, giving something so innocent to me" he says in dark amusment, playing with my sensitive knots and entering a finger inside me, "hmm tight like a virgin, why would you lie about something so easily checked?" ,"I..I don't know it was a spar of the moment" I say through humiliating tears.

"Don't cry,you brought this on yourself " he says in a cold detached voice ,a sound of a zipper is heared ,I dig my nails in to the car seat and enters ,slowly at first, positioning himself "you know I wanted to be gentle for your first night, but I think you enjoy being bent over and fucked more" ,I blush harder as he says it,my head is spinning, "tom it hurts" I cry out as he starts breaking through the thin layer of maidnehood "isn't it romantic your husband taking your virginity, isn't that what girls like you want" he asked as he starts moving inside me,picking up the pace which each thrust . "Not like this" I sob, "like what hm? What did you imagine tell me" he picks up the pace even more as I try to form a coherent sentence, "let me guess a nice man and a nice slow fuck, sorry love you married a gangster" his pace quickens even more to my gasp and moans, I almost forgot we were at a tree orchad ,the feeling of him stretching me is the only thing i can focus on, "tommy" I moan more ,he leans his body over me ,brushing the hair from my face "you'll be such a good wife, I am going to fuck a baby in you ,you want that hm? " I whimper and moan until he finally releases inside me ,I let out a shaky moan and a gasp ,he pulls out and zips himself up.

With shaky legs I climb off the seat ,I look like a baby deer as I try to stand on my shaky legs, he stands by the tree looking at me, taking a cigarette out and puffs a cloud of smoke. I look at him slightly fearfully. "Well you are not a liar anymore " he takes another puff or his cigarette, I look like I am about to cry "do you smoke" he asks, "n..no" I say my voice still shaky. "Drink whiskey?" ,"sometimes" ,"ride horses?" "No" he looks to the side annoyed, "so all you do is day dream about fairytale?" ,"sometimes ".

"Come here" he says ,his voice more gentle now, "I am not the kind of man you dream about, not some actor with a nice smile or Prince charming, I am a bad man and I do bad things, so I'll give you a choice, run back to your uncle or stay" I look at him wide eyed, my legs still shaky from his use, the way he said "stay" tugged at my heartstrings, it almost sounded desperate, raw, almost sounded like he was begging, " if you stay, If you stay you'll be cursed" he looked away ,a hint of pain in his voice, he lookes behind me as if he is seeing ghosts. "I'll stay" I say silently, I don't know why.i don't know why,I said it. he made me cry. My heart broke when I looked in to his mesmerizing ice blue eyes, the sadness in them ,could make me forget everything and hold him for hours ,but it wasn't love, no not yet, not the love that a young girl dreams of, a fairy tale sort of love with Prince charming, instead there is a cold gangster with a red right hand ,a blood he will never wash off him and a sadness planting its roots in his core so deep his blue eyes can never hide it. "Fine..stay" he says again ,walking to his car with me,I sit back in to the passenger seat, tommy looks at me more softly now "well be home soon, you can rest, the wedding can be in a week, buy yourself a nice dress" ,I lay my head on the seat closing my eyes.

[i-yap]

Jason todd x Reader- Depressive episode

thanks everyone for the compliments and encouraging words in my inbox....i really appreciate it.

The lights were dimmed, everything scattered and messy, just a small lamp on the otherside of the room and the curtains left open. Jason would have panicked..if not for the lump in the blacket and deep slow breathing from his side of the bed. His heart dropped as he realized.

Slowly approaching your side, his boots heavy as he approached you to make sure you were aware of his presence. Crouching down and pulling the blanket below your face he said softly "Hey sweetheart, I think you're on my side"

You wordlessly try to roll away to "your side" but he stops you. "I was kidding y/n, you know that baby"

"im sorry" you say quietly. Tears already forming in your eyes waiting to join the already present tear stains down your cheeks. "hey hey why are you apologizing? " Jason strokes your hair, noticing how tangled they've gotten. You must have been pulling at them.

"Cuz I smell, and you just came back from a mission and the house is a mess. A-and I'm a m-mess" you hiccup as the tears finally escape your eyes.

"None of that now y/n, you know I don't care about any of that stuff. I old care about you Let me help. "

"Nothing can help right now"

"Not even as bath? ill be in it too"

"i dont want to get up"

"Ill carry you "

You wordlessly nod before burrowing your face in the remanent smell of jason still lingering in his pillows while jason starts a bath, lights a few candles and a bath salt. Carrying you to the bathtub. je undresses while you feel something other than the suffocating sheets and your own misery. Settling himself behind you, he gently presses down on your shoulders. "Can you tell me what happened? or not if you don't want", His kind tone and affection was enough for the tear dam to break again. 'such big tears, cmon no y/n, why such big ones hm? you'll give the gotham rain a run for its money" you giggle out a chocked sob.

Jason understands, while his misery comes out in fits of anger yours was a silent killer. He understands , he understands well. And you know he is there, sitting silently behind you , holding you for as long as you need- for as long as he can.

(Im going through an absolutely horrible depressive episode. And its killing me. Writing this was tough on its own but its the first productive thing I've done in days. this was a small self indulgence. Its so funny- I'm a psychology student and I've dedicated my life helping those with mental health issues. After all the charity and the programs and shifts and the hospitals- who would've thought id be here, needing another version of me to come help me out of this. Ill get through it but I'm rlly grateful for all you who have been supporting me through this. Promise it wont last longer than a week. love ya)

[reidsmouthbabys48]

make your move baby

Summary: spencer and y/n have a complicated friendship, spencers imagination overpowers him one night and y/n teases him because what he was imagining made him hard.

Warnings: sub!spencer, virgin!spencer, nerdy!spence, sexual themes, leg humping, slight mommy kink, coming in pants, other small things.

18+ minors do not interact (unless you do I dgaf)

"hi spence" y/n says, walking up beside me. I give her a hopefully subtle once over, she's wearing tight black dress pants and a pink long-sleeved shirt the sleeves are rolled up to her elbows, and her long black hair is pulled back in a ponytail, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever layed eyes on but i can't tell her that, we're to close and the last thing I want to do is ruin what we have.

"Hi, how'd you sleep?" I ask giving her a small smile, she ruffles my hair and I blush as I move my head away, she laughs "you are adorable" she says and i blush even redder.

"Hey guys" Penelope says as we sit down at our desks, "Hello sweetheart" y/n says, quickly looking over at me then smiling at Penelope, I almost didn't see the hint of, amusement? in her eyes.

Almost.

-

Me and y/n are driving to my apartment to hangout and watch a movie, I want to ask why she looked at me like that but I know I shouldn't.

"Why did you uhm look at me like that when you were talking to Penelope?" I ask turning so sideways so I'm looking at her, she shoots me a questioning glance "what are you talking about spence?" She says, her tone is teasing. Maybe im just thinking to much about it.

"Actually N-never mind" I say moving to look back out the window but she puts her hand on my thigh, "what's up with you Spencer? You have been so short with me the past few weeks, did I do something?" She says looking at me, her eyes are filled with hurt and it breaks my heart because that's the last thing I want to do. I need to tell her, we've know each other too long for things to completely fall apart if I confess my feelings.

"No no, y/n you did nothing I would never be upset at you and not tell you why. you know that, it's just I've been trying to figure out my feeling for the last few weeks, I didn't think k I was being short or anything" I sigh, she squeezes my thigh tightly, i know it eas mean in a co.forting wat but its to close to whenr ive imagined her hands at, I grab her hand, "d-dont do that" I say trying to compose myself, she looks at me questoningly then looks down at her hand, removing it from my thigh.

I try my best to think about anything but her squeezing my thigh like that but my mind drifts off and I lose control of my thoughts, I imagine myself under her moaning as she kisses my neck, and rigid me. if only this shit would really happen- "spence?" I hear her voice ring through the air and I jump a bit.

"Y-yea" I mumble praying that she couldn't tell what I was just thinking, she looks at my crotch and a slight smirk appears on her face but she says nothing, I blush.

"Were here, I'll give you a bit to take care of that" the says still smirking, I let out a whine of embarrassment.

"No need to be embarrassed baby it happens to all of us it's natural to have dirty thoughts." She says winking at me, dammit.

"Unless..." she says moving her hand back to my thigh, "you want some help with it" she finishes squeezing my thigh roughly once again, I let out a whimper and bite my lip, embarrassed of the sound that came out of my mouth.

"Yes or no baby?" She asks and I nod "y-yes please, help me" I whine the end of it cutting off into a moan as she palms my bulge over my slacks .

"So responsive" she says and I whimper bucking my hips into her hand for more friction.

"No no baby, get out and go to your apartment" she says and I nod opening the door and immediately slide out of the car.

-3rd person pov-

You get out of the car a few minutes after spencer and slowly walk into the apartment complex, giving him some time to regroup.

Once you get to his apartment you knock on the door, "it's me baby open up" you say and the door immediately opens and you're being pulled inside and shoved into the now closed door, before you could protest his lips are on yours hungrily, you return the kiss, turning you both around and shoving him into the door, he moans at the roughness of your push and you grab his hair causing a low moan to rip from his throat.

You move backwards to his couch, your lips still on his, we both fall onto the couch, he moves to straddle your lap and he starts to kiss you again, "i-i uhm I haven't done anything like this before so I'm sorry if I'm not good" he says looking down at your lap, "baby it's ok" you say and he nods starting to hump your thigh, he moans loudly at the friction provided by your leg and you bounce your knee in time with him coming down on you, making the pleasure he feels almost unbearable, "f-fuck mommy I need to cum, please please I need it so bad" he moans and your eyes widen at the word 'mommy' mixed with his begging, his humping beame quick and frantic, his moans getting louder and louder, "come on be a good boy and cum for mommy baby" you whisper in his ear, moving down to kiss his neck. That's all it takes for the boy to fall over the edge, filling his boxers with his sticky release.

He leans his head into your neck, panting as you card your fingers through his soft hair "mommy?" You ask and he whines.

"Shut up" he says lightly kissing your neck.

"Hey no judgement here baby I just didn't think you were so... kinky" you say and he laughs, "you should see some of the stuff that I imagine when I'm wanking" he says, now you're the one laughing.

-

Ok I'm sorry this probably sucks I haven't had motivation for a long time and I wanted to write something before it left again lmao

[heartnanase]

scaramouche

i dont know what this is but my love life has been cooking recently so i decided to write again after months (i’ve been left on delivered for 16 minutes so you guys get angst)

“look seriously? don’t be like that— hey! wait! it wasn’t my choice! the fatui? i wanted you to be safe!”

“im getting married. deal with it.” you said while quickly walking, holding onto the sides of your heavy wedding dress, not even 3 minutes into putting on your outfit and you already regret wearing heels. “who? tartaglia huh?” he looked like a fool, you assumed he did at least. getting the courage to look at him was difficult. “it’s ajax.” you coldly say. you could picture his eye roll in your head as he mumbles a “whatever.” all you could do was watch his shadow in the corner of your eye trying to match your pace, while he reached to grab your hand. you angrily turn to him. “no! no just go! its been five years and now i’m just supposed to believe that you suddenly want me again?” all he can do is stare at your teary eyes, he chuckles. scaramouche isn’t making fun of you, but he thinks it’s cute when you’re upset. it’s weird, you had no clue why you were crying. was it cause the way he trims his hair now is different? was it cause his voice has changed, it sounds restless; was it cause it’s been so long? or was it because your heart still beats the same for him as it once did years ago. it didn’t matter how you felt anymore, you had a husband. well you will have a husband. so—

“listen okay? i just needed you to be safe” he cuts off your thoughts. scaramouche is nervous, he thinks he’s hiding it well with his smirk but he’s really not. you watch as he awkwardly try and fix his posture and grins at you, shoving his hands in his pocket hoping you didn’t notice his shaky fingers. you couldn’t stay here with him much longer, ajax would be furious. it’s not like you loved ajax, nor did he love you. it was a mutual agreement that your marriage would be perfect considering you and ajax both came from respectable families. however your dad always hated scaramouche, and you wish you listened to your father about how boys like him are pieces of shit. “you don’t get to decide that!”

scaramouche scoffs, “so what? what would that make me if i was the reason you died?” you slowly gulped as you both stood in science. he sighs and continues, “look i love you okay i still do and being away from you was one of the hardest things i’ve done!” you kinda always hoped the break up hurt scaramouche, even if it was just a little bit. you hoped that seeing you with someone else makes him bite his inner cheek. so it makes you feel better about drawing doodles of him. and making playlists dedicated to him. and learning the stupid piano just so you could play his favourite songs. “you have no right… no right to come back into my life!” your lip quivered, “it took me so long to fall asleep without you. do you know how difficult it is to eat with a heavy heart? maybe you didn’t kill me physically but the world stopped spinning the day you left so if you’re trying to come back the moment i’m starting to feel okay i’m not letting you.” of course you still loved him, but he was the reason why you put such restrictions on love. and now you cant even break your own rules, not even for him. scaramouche opens his mouth to speak but a voice calls out for you.

“hey! ajax is looking for you!” a guest you didn’t even know yelled from across the room. you look at scaramouche one more time before walking past him.

[yeondollie]

ɪᴛ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ♡ 𝜗𝜚

. . paring ; toxic! yeonjun x fem! reader

. . warnings ; ANGST .ᐟ, fighting, drabble, explicit language, crying, degration, junnie is mean, kinda? fluff, apologizing, good ending, nicknames (baby, pretty girl, princess), i thinkkk that it :D !

a/n ; hiiii guys !! i missed you so so much im so sorry for the sudden break . . i had a lot going on n stuff but i'm feeling better and back to writing fics :> ! i was listening to it almost worked-tv girl this morning and omgg i love tv girl smm but i needed to make a fic about something like this soo enjoy ᥫ᭡

“why the fuck are you so dramatic?” yeonjun scoffed, looking up at you as he sat on the couch. you two had been fighting for what seemed like forever but in reality, it had been on and off for about a week. yeonjun was pisses, livid even because of the way you’ve been acting.

you had blown up his phone, went on a drive at three in the morning, and even blew up his friends phone because after another argument about god knows what he had left. he left without saying anything and to you that meant possibly another woman.

as he stared up at you in anger, you suddenly started to feel bad. maybe you had took it too far this time, maybe you needed to have some trust in him. “jun.. i was just worried. thats all..” you say, in a quiet and gentle voice.

you were never one to get anger or yell or even cuss; he was the complete opposite of you. “_____ i dont give a fuck! you’re so clingy it’s disgusting..” his face made it clear, he wasn’t lying. he meant every word that came out of his mouth.

it was coming out again. not word vomit, not even actual vomit but just pure tears. they started dwelling in your eyes and suddenly your vision went blurry. “y-yeonjun..” he noticed your shaky voice, shaky hands, and most importantly- glassy eyes.

his heart started to crack and he realized just what he had said to you. his mind went blank and all he could do was slowly wrap his arms around you. when you called him ‘yeonjun’ rather than ‘jun’ or ‘jjunnie’ his heart stopped.

“i-i didn’t mean to.. u-upset you yeonjun. i was j-just worried.” while not hugging him back, you just stood there- limp. he desperately held onto you. this was the first time that either two of you have had any type of physical contact in weeks.

his words started to sink in. no not into you but into him. had he really said that to you? his hands were all over you. caressing your face, hugging you, even planting kisses all over your pretty face. “i-i didn’t mean any of that princess.. i-i where are you going?”

before you could reply to him, you walked your way to your bedroom. locking the door before you slumped on your bed and started crying into the pillows. you could hear loud banging on the door accompanied by a few “im sorrys” from time to time.

eventually, you fell asleep. all the crying did really tire you out and you just wanted to forget about the situation at the moment. it was now 7:38pm and it was silent. silent outside, completely dark, and yet you could see your phone light up, over and over again.

jjun !!

im sorry baby i didn’t mean any of it i miss you please im sososo sorry pretty girl r u sleeping? sorry i love you so much

you

im awake now come in my room plz i miss u more baby

you slowly hear the door crack open and your boyfriend walks in, his glassy eyes staining his originally cold ones. “_____ i.. please im sorry i didn’t mean to hurt my b-baby..” he carefully sits in your bed, placing a hand on your head and comforting you.

safe to say it worked, it always did. here was the thing, it was always a cycle with yeonjun. there was no “time apart” or even a break of some sorts. he always convinced you to stay or hear him out. and you did just that, time and time again.

“i-its okay jun.. come here please.” you sniffle and he enters the covers and wraps his arms around you. he was so warm, so comforting it almost made you forget what he made you feel like when you weren’t in his arms. the next hour and a half consisted of his corny compliments to get you back where he needed you.

“you’re so pretty princess, you know that?” he whispers in your ear, planting kisses all over your face. he was trying to butter you but god it was working. you could feel the butterflies in your stomach and the heat rising up to your face. “junnie..” you cover your face in embarrassment.

yet he removes your hands and starts smiling at your flustered face. he cant help it. you look so cute, so gorgeous, so beautiful he couldnt help but continue to stare and smile at you. “its true.. but im really sorry i didn’t mean any of that. i..i really wanna make us work pretty girl.”

god just that nickname got you latching onto him for dear life like he was gonna run away from you. he wanted to make it work. just for you guys? your heart was touched yet a part of you doubted every word that came out of his mouth. but maybe this time he’d be different.

“i know jun.. me too. i want you. i want you more than anything.” you smile, feeling content for the time being.

a/n ; i know i’ve been gone for FOREVER and im so so so so so sorry ! school was stressing me but im on spring break heheheh :0 so expect more fics! (i hope)

[b2ngch2n]

phone call.

sub!hanjisung x dom!fem!reader.

warnings below the cut!

angst/smut

wc: 1,941

WARNINGS: oral (m.receiving) make up sex? dunno lol. ma'am kink (only said like once)) uhhhh jisung is abit pervy hehe.

couldn't get this thought out of my head, so i had to share it with youssss🙏🏻🙏🏻

this is my first ever drabble!! im sorry if there are any errors!!

"look i... i dont think we could work.. we are both overworked and i dont think this is good for us." your weakened tone of voice blurring out from his end of his phone. your excuse to break up was hurting you. you were down into ur negative thoughts, thinking he doesnt love you because you're never home. work always takes both of you away from eachother, and you despise it.

jisung was walking back from work. it was cold outside and wet due to the rain. he stopped his tracks shocked. his eyes rounded with startledness as his hand began to tremble holding the phone to his ear. he mouth was agape.

"what..?" he choked up, as he was trying to understand what was going on, still confused and shocked.

"ji im sor— i want to see you in person, y/n.. tell me this in person! p-please.. i need- i need to see you." he cuts you off, he was felt like he was dreaming. his chest felt like he was getting stabbed, a pain he never knew he could feel just from a few words.

his mind was asking so much questions but he just couldn't get them out, his mouth was just open willingly to say something but couldnt. its like time has stopped for him.

"w-where are you? at home? please dont leave me like thi—im at home." you werent ready to see him hurt. you didnt know what to do without him. so why are you doing this? you didnt even know, you were just scared.

"im gonna hang up. please dont do anything stupid, yeah? stay home, and we can talk about this, okay? " he shuddered. the thick, cold air was burning his nose and cheeks.

"okay..." he could hear your small sniffing through the phone. he couldnt bare it. he needed to see you.

he hung up and made his way quickly back home. his feet moved swiftly on the wet concrete making a squelch with every step.

after running a few miles, he has met up with the front door. he bent down abit to catch his breath, his hand on his knees choking up some air to calm down. his lips are chapped and his chest was heaving. the thickness of the air was too much on him. making him gasp for air every second.

he got up and brang his hand to the door to knock. before he even knocked, the door opened quickly, a presence hugging him tightly and pulling him inside. jisung was taken aback, he didnt know what to do.. as you hugged him, he grabbed your chin to see your face.

his heart shattered. your face was all puffy, and your eyes were filled with tears. your pretty face stained. he couldnt help it but burst out in tears too and pulled you into him, his arms wrapping around your head to hold you more.

as you both weep in eachother brace, you both calmed down, breathing slowly together and waiting for anyone to build up courage to speak up. you both broke the brace. he looked at you to realise you were wearing a skimpy singlet with no bra, and only in your panties, his face started to burn up. he then threw those inappropriate thoughts out of his head after hearing your hurt voice, making him feel upset again, instantly forgetting about those dirty thoughts.

"Im sorry... i just.. didnt know what to do anymore and- and—.... i just cant handle it.. i cant handle you being alone for so long without me. you barely see me at home. you fall asleep alone and i hate that you wake up with just yourself... im sorry i–i just.. sorry.. i hate leaving you.. and i cant stop getting hurt by this.. im sorry that everytime i get home, im so r-rude and mean, i just—" you get cut off by his lips on yours. you didnt expect that. his soft palms gently cup ur cheeks. deepening the kiss as your whimpers cry out from it.

"i love you, y/n. i dont care that you're barely here at home with me. all i care about is that im with you. i love you so much, so please y/n dont be so harsh on yourself. im okay with you not being here because of work. im just glad i have you. i love you, okay? i would never stop loving you." his voice is strained and raspy. his tears are stained on his cheeks as his sparkling brown wide eyes look into yours filled with love.

you were abit taken aback but happy that jisungs okay with it. he understands, and it warms your heart. he then leans into ur face again, and his lips touch yours. you could taste the sweet cherry chapstick on his lips he would always wear. you loved it, you loved him so much, and it hurts that you treated him so stupidly. but you are glad he understands and doesnt despise you.

the kiss soon turned into a deeper, passionate one, too passionate, that turned into a messy makeout session. the both of you stopped kissing and moved to the living room couch to continue. you sat down as he sat on your lap in an instant, his hands around your neck.

a few whines came out of jisungs mouth as you bit onto his lip without realising. the lust taking over you. you wanted to make him feel more loved than ever, wanted to show how much you love and care for him.

your hands go under his hoodie, roaming around his bare waist, squeezing his hips as you kiss down to his neck.

"im sorry.. i miss you so much.." you say as your out of breath from sucking onto his neck. "f-fuck, dont say sorry... i l-love you so much." he whimpered into your ear, making you suck on his neck harsher, making him moan out louder into your ear. your hands roam further up to squeeze his chest harshly, making him let out a high-pitched whine.

your fingers pinching and rolling his pecs as you kiss his mouth to hush his loud whiney moans. you could feel his hard cock poking your stomach cause how close his waist is to your lower area. you found it cute that he kept trying to scoot closer to you as possible, needy for you.

you smiled into the kiss as your right hand slowly went down to his crotch area. his grey sweats had a small wet spot, you palmed around his clothed cock as he let out moans into your mouth. needy and loud.

"feel good? mm?" you whisper out as you broke the messy kiss, a string of saliva connected to your lips.

"yes, yes so f-fucking good ma'am" he whines as he starts to rock his hips closer to your hand. his arms around your head and face on the side of your neck. his moaning and whimpering for lust gradually becomes louder as a few tears shed down his cheek.

you push him back as you hold onto the lower bit of his hoodie and bring it up to take it off him, showing his bare lean torso. your hands roamed around his chest as your eyes twinkle with desire.

your hands squeeze his small chest, then move your face close to one of them to suck on. your lips around his pec, making him grunt and whine.

tongue licking around his pec as your other toyed with the other, his back arched closer to you, making you smirk. his hand gripping onto your hair and pulling it from the shocks of pleasure he gets from your tongue.

"p-please i want more.." he mewled out as his head fell back and around to meet up with your eyes as you stopped playing with his pecs. you look into his round, shiny eyes as you grab onto his jaw, forcing him to look closer to your face. "fuck your so pretty jisung.." he whimpered out from the praise as he looked into your eyes with lust.

"lets go to our room before we take things further." you smirk at him as he got off your lap quickly and grabbed onto your hand, dragging you off the couch to the shared room upstairs. he then opened to door and shoved you inside, he then closed the door rushing towards to bed like a needy slut.

you stood at the end of the bed, seeing him lay down whining and squirming around for your touch. you then crawl onto the bed right on top of the male, right on his boner and he lets out a breathy moans. his hands on your waist squeezing them. your wet clothed pussy on jisungs clothed cock, you grind your hips onto his. he moans and flick his head back on the pillows as he bites his lip.

you then got off his lap and scooted back to go on your knees and bend down to where your face is near his crotch.

your hands roam from his thighs to the waistband. you pulled them down and took them off, throwing them away in the room. you look down to see his hard on in his briefs. you bring your hand to palm his area, making him cry out from being toyed with for so long.

"p-please need you so bad.." you chuckle at his eagerness and took off his briefs to reveal his hard length smacking to his stomach. his tip was an angry red, throbbing, and waiting to be touched.

your hand latches onto his cock and squeeze it softly causing jisung to mewl out whimpers. hands starts to move slowly to tease the poor male as his hips start to twitch and rock up from the pleasure. he starts to whisper and mewl out pleases as he shuts his eyes close.

you start to work your hand and move you head closer to latch your mouth to his tip, sucking and kissing it as your hand moves swiftly on his cock.

his waist rocks up, and hands roam down to grip onto your hair tightly. you then let go on his cock and take him into your mouth fully making him moan out cries as his back arched.

your head bobbing on his length as your right hand roam up to his pec, squeezing and rolling the nub between your fingers.

you could feel his cock twitch in your mouth so you used your free hand to play around with his balls, squeezing them and fondling them with a gentle touch. your mouth goes to his tip sucking on it abit harder than before adding more pleasure to him causing him to scream out your name as his hips twitch around waiting for release.

a wave of shock and pleasure came over him as he bucked his hips to your face, his back arched and head fell back. his eyes rolled back as his grunts and moans were basically screams. his cock leaked out with his semen onto your mouth. your hand moved to his length to work more of his cock, milking it.

his hands scrambled onto your hair and pulled onto them hardly as he whimpered out from the sensitive overstimulated feeling in his stomach, moving his hips away from your touch.

as he calmed down from his high his cock was hard again. he needed your pussy around his cock or he'll go crazy.

[bippiti]

of rubies and garnet

where overhearing something you shouldn't have has interesting side effects

wc 1.4k

pairing gen narumi x afab vc reader

heads up smut, cunnilingus, kinda angst but not too crazy, kn8 typical gore and violence

an first kn8 req! tried using actual capitalization (dk how to feel ab it) lmk how yall like it and as always likes and rbs are appreciated <3

“Well it’s not like she's gonna be my girlfriend for much longer”

It took 12 words to have your whole world crashing down

Was it something you had done?

Did he hate you?

Why?

Why now?

Why would he do this? 

You took two steps back, turning around and running, hoping the speed would stop the tears streaming down your face

Spoiler Alert: It didn’t. After getting into an empty room and locking yourself in, you slid down the door, sobs racking your body. 

How did it end up this way?

You thought back to when you both first met, the day you started the second phase of training. Having worked part time to clean up kaiju, you had become familiar with the process, and began quickly. You were the quickest to finish, offering help to others but most being too egotistical to accept it. Gen was different though, he accepted it gratefully, observing you as you worked and helping where he could. 

After the exam was finished, you both had become officers. He found you after the ceremony, thanking you for the help. He equated the way you worked to fighting a boss on his bs4. You had laughed at that, admitting you didnt know much about games

“Well, would you like to?”

“Like to..?”

“Learn about games”

“Sure why not”

After that, it was history. You both got together shortly after, and while you don’t have a gaming addiction like he does, you still play when you can. You were going to get him so that he could watch you kill a boss that had taken him 4 hours to beat. That was until you heard him saying that he was going to break up with you

You felt that pain in your heart again, wiping the tears away you shook your head. Before you could fully snap out of it Alarms started to ring. You got suited up quickly while being briefed on the honju, it’s fortitude was only 6.3.You needed to blow off steam, so you told the analyst that you could handle it on your own. 

That was your second mistake of the day

The honju had been fine, easy even. You had only messed up once or twice, but you had subjugated it in under an hour. You were giving an update back to the second, and then the ground beneath your feet began to shake. Slowly the kaiju in front of you began to connect itself together, and you saw a new core begin to form from the ground. How? This shouldn’t be happening

Before you could update the control a shaky voice yelled into your right ear

“New Kaiju detected, fortitude 7.8, are you sure you dont want Narumi or Jura to help you?”

You clenched your jaw hearing Narumis name, anger and irritation began to flow through your veins

“I’ll be fine”

“Are you sure? You just went up against one Honju, I know youre the vice captain but everyone has limits-”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry”

The kaiju in front of you began to take form, it was almost slug like, the residue it was secreating was melting the ground it stood on. Breathing in you pulled out your blade once more, using the fifth form, tempest barrage, you began to harness energy, wind bending around you as you began to fight your way to its core

Once you had slashed, you felt your leg burning. Looking down you saw white

That couldn’t be right? You tried focusing your eyes, and you felt vomit rise in your mouth as you looked to your leg

You could barely call it that, the acid from the kaiju had landed on your leg, and had eaten away to your very bone.

Your head began to spin and soon enough you were on the ground.

-

As you opened your eyes you expected to be in pain, but you didn’t feel anything. Remembering what had happened, you went to grab your leg, pushing the sheets back from the hospital bed you had been in. Your skin was intact, but there was jagged lines over where the acid had touched you. 

You flinched, hearing something drop. Looking up you made eye contact with none other than Gen. You paled and he paused before running to you. He quickly rushed to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. 

This was cruel, really cruel. How could he act like he still cated after what he had done. You felt your eyes well up with tears again and you blamed it on whatever meds that you had been administered. You began to cry into his chest, he brought you even closer. His hands began to run through your hair, and he dres spirals into your back

“How can you- how can you just act like everythings fine?” you said through your crying

He pulled you out of his arms and looked at you confused

“What are you talking about?”

“I heard you talking to Jura that you wanted to break up with me. You don’t have to pretend anymore” you mumbled out weakly

He stared at you in shock for a second before closing his eyes. Saying nothing he left the room

Well that was it. Your life is officially over. Literally what was that

Before you could find a creative way to hang yourself with your iv, he was back. Looking away you said lowly that you didnt wanna see him.

“You idiot I wasn’t breaking up with you”

This made you turn around. “Then why else wouldn’t I be your girlfriend anymore?”

“Because,” He knelt down to one knee and your eyes widened

“I want you to be my wife”

He pulled out a ring, it was beautiful. Staring down at it brought you back to one of your gaming sessions

You had been playing a sim game, and you got to design everything your sim wore, her clothes, even her jewerly. And when she was engaged to another sim, you used that to create the “perfect” ring of your dreams. It was ruby and garnet, wrapped around a gold band.

Looking at it, it was almost the same as the one you had created. Once again your eyes welled up with tears, and you nodded vehemently before he gently put it on your finger. Bringing him closer you hugged him again, and pulled him into a deep kiss. Slowly he began to push you down onto the bed. His arms caged around you as he moved from kissing your lips to your cheek, then your jaw.

Working his way down your body he left a trail of small bruises. It was a welcomed pain, and he continued down your hip, reaching further. He stopped once he got to your leg. Tracing the ringed scar that you had recently gotten. Shivering at the sensation he looked back to you and almost moaned at the sight. 

You were beautiful, always have been, byt right now even beautiful couldnt describe you. You were ethereal, you were god-like, and he intended on worshipping you the way that you deserve. 

He quickly brought himself closer to your core, gently pushing your panties away before letting out a warm breath. You mewled at the feeling of his tongue wrapping around your clit, hands pushing your legs up and in, closer to him. He had a vice-grip on you and you couldn’t help but to moan out his name.

Smirking into you, he began to trace his digits around your lips, gathering slick before pushing one inside. You felt your back arch as he began to pick up the face, curling his fingers. One became two and two became three. Before you knew it, your legs were shaking and that all too familiar know was threatening to burst in your stomach. It took one movement of his fingers before you felt yourself releasing. And when you opened one eye too look down at him you were shocked to see his face almost covered wholly by your cum. You felt wetness settle onto your legs and the sheets, and your face burned. You had just squirted for the first time

“Well that was new”

“Shut up I don’t wanna hear anything form you”

“I wanna make you do it again”

Pulling you back towards him, he kissed you. You could taste the your salty release on his tongue and you moaned

It was gonna be a long night

[sabine-smitten-obviously]

And now i will never again hear a certain song

without thinking of a certain demon and his angel 🩷

I know that i have read a wonderful book when i dont want to start the next story right away. This is what exactly happened - again - with this wonderful fanfic.

Find the light

by klikantuna

This is the second book i read from @klikandtuna, the first one broke my heart - you absolutely have to read it. She promised me her other books are more fluffy and she absolutely kept her promise.

Whats it about?

Its a human AU with Crowley being a rockstar and Aziraphale the headmaster of a private school. So basically they don't have anything to do with each other - except that they go back a looooong time. 😉

What i love about it!

The author interweaves past and present again, as i already know from another story of her. So it slowly unfolds on 2 different timelines and it will grip your heart, i promise! 🤍

And this story is so so so romantic that its very likely going to break your heart too, but in a good way.

I know some people out there are into watching reactions to GO, well mine would have been actually crying, deep deep sighs, sometimes stopping to read the book and press it to my chest with teary eyes, going back to reread some scenes several times and twice i actually fetched my diary to copy some passages in my journal.

The tenderness the 2 characters show each other is absolutely breathtaking. And i do hope i dont spoil too much (STOP READING HERE IF U DONT WANT TO KNOW) but there is a scene when Aziraphale is picking out clothes for Crowley, that is SO thoughtful and careful and attentive that i absolutely want someone to do that in exactly the same way for me. Read it and come back to scream with me!

This book also gave me a lot to think of.

Her characters tend to cry a lot - this irritated me in the beginning. Until i realised: i would have cried in all those scenes myself - hell, most of the time i absolutely did. It was just my (toxic?) picture of men simply not or at least only rarely crying. I really had to let this belief go, it was time. Thank you for this wake-up-call.

And secondly its the way they treat each other. i don´t know if that even is possible in real life, if the author draws from her own experiences or a brilliant imagination. But i absolutely fucking want that kind of romance and love and care in my life, too. oh and if i ever should get married, if think i want the author to write my wedding-vows. 😂 least i can say "i have standards" now that are probably unreachable ;)

There are other really really important messages in this fanfic, on how to treat kids in school, on gender-topics and it couldnt be a better coincidence (was it?) that it was completed in pride-month.

All in all - this fanfic is incredibly written and for anyone who has seen David and Michael on Stage at "Pub in the Park" - this picture is literally the book!!!

So there is also fanart with the fanfic and from what i understand even a printed version available.

So if you are into big big big emotions, go read the book and come back to sing with me 🤗

[yoonzinuhh]

whatever you want— mingyu

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : reader x mingyu

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : smut. fluff. comfort.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : SMUT. MINORS DNI !! curse words. unprotected sex. reader has vagina. please let me know if i have missed something. (english isn’t my first language so if there’s any mistake kindly do ignore :)

𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 : this is purely fiction. i have no intentions in sexualising any idol and have great respect for them as an artist. these are for entertainment purpose only.

-10:54 p.m

mingyu’s pov:

it’s almost the day..the day i was brought into the world yet the same day i hate with my entire being..the day i wish i could erase

birthdays are special to many and sadly mingyu wasnt one.

lost in thoughts i almost miss my door bell ringing..seeing the clock say 10:54,wondering who it could be i open the door only to see my favourite person ever,my best friend or more,my safe place,my y/n.

“Hey gyu” she whispers as i let her get in. we spend most of our time together. she’s calm,unlike me..like a quiet breeze on a heavy evening,existence almost not seen yet bringing so much love and joy. she knows i hate my birthday and never insists me to celebrate it.

“Should we watch something?” she says,plopping on my couch,like its her home..i wish it is.

oh how could i tell no..i’m so in love with her. so much,just for her.

general pov:

with a sigh you pass the remote to mingyu letting him decide what to watch knowing very well he’s about to watch the same show every time. you dont mind because you know you’ll be drowsing off in few minutes. and you do.

11:54 p.m

you stretch a little,you eyes waking up to no one,mingyu isn’t beside you. you look at the time,walking around to find him.

seeing a broad shoulder peeking out at the balcony and you swear you heard a sniffle.

you know why,you know him all,all his secrets. noticing your reflection on the glass he turns quick trying to hide his tears.

“you’re up sleepyhead..thats so unlikel-“

you hug him,the tightest,like the world is ending the next minute. you know your bestfriend. he doesnt talk about what bothers him. well how can he when all he does is give,give and give. inspite of your cold response to everything he does,not because you want to but thats how you are,he never stops giving you more because he knows you care,you love.

“You can cry..your secrets are always safe with me..you know..” you whisper against his shoulder.

there is silence which is then followed by wetness on your neck crook. oh it breaks your heart. you pillar crying against you and you are grateful that he trusts you enough to show his weakest parts,just like you do.

patting his back,ruffling his hair you stay quiet. you know thats what he wants.

he slightly pulls away looking at the ground while you search for his eyes,blood shot,nose pink. your heart aches physically as you hold his face. you want to wish him for his birthday but you know he hates it.

“thanks for being born gyu..” thats all you say,just like always,short and whats needed.

he stares into your eyes slowing leaning onto your lips then pulling back immediately.

“I-I’m so sorry I don’t know w-wh-“

you close the space with him up by a kiss. a very soft,delicate and comforting kiss. he snakes his hands on your waist pulling you closer,making the kiss deeper. you don’t complain.

the kiss grows more passionate and desperate. you hugging his neck while he slides his tongue onto your mouth,exploring it. he pulls away a bit

“Please tell me to stop..please”

you don’t. you just kiss him again as you both move to the counter and he makes you sit on it.

His plumpy lips all swollen because of your longest kiss,his face shining under the moonlight. you start kissing again.

“Gyu..please”

He slowly puts his hand onto your waist band,making his way to your core,already wet. he groans at the feeling.

Putting two fingers inside,making sure you’re okay to continue,he slowly rubs your clit with his thumb,making circles to relax you while his two fingers inside pump in and out of your hole.

“Oh god- fuck” you moan out as he fastens his pace.

An unfamiliar knot on your stomach,you almost sob onto his shoulder,hiding yourself as you cum. Eyes fluttering at the euphoric feeling,tiredly you put your hands onto his pants elastic.

His eyes widens

“Are you sure about this y/n..?”

You nod as he takes you to the couch,putting you under him as you remove your pants then your panties while he works on removing your shirt.

“So fucking beautiful..oh god”

Flushed cheeks,fully naked with your legs wide apart for your bestfriend. This was the last thing you expected on his birthday.

“Tell me if you want me to stop..or if you want more..or slow..tell me everything you want..hm”

You shyly nod.

He put his tip on your entrance gaining a moan from pain. A tear escapes as he pushes a little. His leans to kiss away your tear whispering a “it’ll get better,i promise” to distract you and ofcourse he wins.

“Y-You can move now” you tell and he does. Very slowly moving rhythmically,stealing few kisses,enough for you to lose your mind. “Ouhh..fast p-please”

Skins slapping,quiet sobs and groans all over his apartment. You both don’t break your eye contact. Getting deep your grab his back,almost scratching it deep.

“Gyu i think- OH FUCK” you scream out,cum dripping. he pulls back making himself cum with his hands.

Panting and resting for few minutes he takes you to the room,making sure you clean yourself,making the bed for you both to rest.

You lie on to the bed,your back facing him. Endless thoughts on your mind,some regrets,how is this going to affect both of you. You quietly sob.

A warm hand snakes onto your waist,pulling you close.

“Hey..don’t cry..” he comforts while his heart breaks hearing you.

“I’m so sorry-“

“Don’t be. If anyone has to be sorry then its me..I should’t have-“

“And I should’ve stopped you when you asked me to..you are my bestfriend,this is so wrong,i r-ruined everything” you sob louder this time.

“Y/n..you ruined nothing. Look at me” he says as he turns you around. Tears glistening you make an eye contact with him.

“I know..I know how you feel because i feel the same way but..” pausing “we can do whatever you want to. if you want to this to the next step we can,or if you want to stop and forget everything we can…or if y-you want me to stop seeing you ever again..we still can..whatever you want..you know i love you,more than a friend should..”almost making the last sentence inaudible.

“i don’t know gyu..you’re definitely more than a friend to me..but i think i need my time,to process all of this..”

“ofcourse y/n. take your time,i can wait for an eternity” he chuckles.

you stare at him,this time with more love. cuddling each other knowing very well you’re both in love,terribly.

[sturionic]

Yo im looking for some advice

I want to come out of my shell and start contributing more to the world around me after years of being shut down and silenced

Im not good at speaking or forming sentences in conversation or delivering my true thoughts

I want to be confident enough to speak instead of nod when peers say something to me

Its agonizing being this way. I want to do so much and i want to be a part of the community and help the people around me but that is quite difficult when i am too scared to speak or do, despite how badly i want to

I know youre just some guy but i admire your dedication and outlook. My head and heart are full of potential but something is holding me back

You dont gotta psychoanalyze me or anything but if you have anything to say id love to hear it, even if its critical

Hey anon <3

Indeed lol, I am just some guy, and I won't psychoanalyze you. But I can say one thing confidently: You being “this way” is a testament to your resourcefulness. Silence is a strategy that has worked for you at some point (and may still be useful at times in the present.) Try to see yourself this way as you read these next bits: a fundamentally resilient & resourceful person who is simply learning how to apply these tactics with more nuance.

The best analogy I’ve heard about anxiety is that it’s like driving a truck through deep snow. For whatever reason, your brain has been driving the truck down the same path over, and over, and over again. As a result, the snow on this path is compacted and very easy to drive on.

You can’t erase the path. It’s already there, and your brain knows the way well. What you can do is break a new path. It’s slow and difficult work, but eventually you can make an off-ramp from your usual highway: one that is just as smooth and wide and compacted. When you’re in a moment of profound anxiety, a split-second turn down an easy safe path is much easier than breaking new trail through dense snow.

In the context of community organizing, the way to start building off-ramps is to start very small. (Sending an ask like this is actually an incredible step to take - you made a decision to safely and deliberately seek out contact, and thank you so much for putting your trust in me there. I hope you admire yourself for it as much as I do.)

Local libraries and community centres often have low-pressure events & programs that are essentially ways to just get out and coexist with other people. Some examples I love and attend frequently: my local library’s writing sessions (sitting around a table in silence for two hours, working on whatever writing project you want) and my community centre’s ‘gardening work bees’ (same thing, but out in the garden.) Or maybe there are more activity-driven ones that will speak to your desire to help in a more tangible way: picking up litter, doing grocery runs for disabled folks, etc. The point is to get your brain to start building a path that associates other people with safety, rather than danger. Because it's fundamentally true: we're safer as part of a community.

Once you feel more up to the ‘talking’ bit of it, here’s a hot tip: start with seniors. Old people are often very lonely and have a lot of talking stored up, so socializing with seniors is easy mode: you just get to sit back and listen to a bunch of cool stories from their lives. (Little kids are exhausting but another fun socializing bet. Again: not as much talking on your end, a lot of listening, a lot of fantastic games, very safe except from small flailing limbs.)

And then you keep working your way up from there, slowly and surely building your off-ramps reinforced by safe, mutually caring, and rewarding experiences.

Let me clarify: this is critically important work, and not just as a way to build up to activities more popularly perceived as activism. Even if you’re not organizing a food drive or whatever, you are still benefitting the people around you. If you benefit from working silently next to someone at the garden, then they are also benefitting from you - just you, existing, as a quiet and unthreatening human being by their side. We all need this. This is the basis of community, and the essential building-blocks for community organizing.

I hope this helps, and my inbox is always open to you!

[sollattes]

"Its okay"

Bernie x reader

Bernie trudged his way into your shared apartment. Tonight was not one of his nights at all.

The sound of the door opening quickly caught your attention as it was still too early for bernie to be home.

"Oh, welcom-" you tried greeting him, but he just plopped down to the couch and dragged himself closer to you, still laying face down.

You were shocked with this behaviour coming from bernie since usually he would be very bubbly and excited to tell you about what happened at the club today.

"Hey... what happened?" You talked to bernie softly as you take off his cap and play with his hair since you know that eases or relaxes him.

Bernie did not like feeling this way. He was supposed to be cheery and fun, not boring and quiet, bernie was not used to feeling like this at all, and it frustrated him.

You were shocked and worried when you felt droplets of tears on your lap, you quickly grabbed bernie's face to look at you, and there you confirmed that he was crying, tear marks all over his pretty face.

"Hey hey hey, what's wrong babe?" You asked him in a worried tone, wiping his tears.

Bernie just looked at you with his tear shined eyes in silence because for some reason, he couldn't voice out his feelings to you, even though he knew you would never judge him for feeling this way.

Seeing your worry filled eyes looking at him just made bernie tear up again, the way your eyes were looking at him with nothing but eagerness to make everything right for him, what did he do to deserve you?

Sensing that bernie may not be ready to talk to about it, so you just let him burry his head into your chest and cry his heart out.

Bernie clutched your shirt as if you were gonna disappear if he ever let go of you.

The feeling of your warmth against him, his nose being filled up with nothing but your scent, your hand continuing to stroke his head in attempt to calm him down, there were the only thing that were keeping him sane, you were the only one still keeping him connected to the world.

This was your first time seeing bernie in this kind of state, you didn't know what to do and felt overwhelmed but still you'll do anything in to make bernie feel better, there is little to none that you woudnt do for bernie.

"Hey, how about we take a bath?" You coax him.

A warm bath with you sounded nice to bernie, so he nodded softly against you. You smiled at the response bernie made. You began preparing the bath while still having bernie clinging on to you.

After preparing the bath with all of bernie's favourites, from his favourite scenetd candles to his favourite bath oil, you slowly removed his clothes and let him get into the tub first, then you took off your own clothes and joined him.

In the bathe, bernie once again sat on top of you, and buried his face in your shoulders as he felt the tears pooling in his eyes again, seeking solace and security in your warmth, he clutched onto you again, hugging for his dear life. You felt the hot tear droplets in your shoulders once more and just comforted bernie again.

While comforting bernie, he finally opened up on why he was crying.

"I hate feeling like this baby, im so sorry you ahve to see me like this, I don't feel normal, I feel down, I feel exhausted, I don't feel like myself and I hate it, I feel uncomfortable in my own skin-" bernie coudnt finish his rant as his sobs got a better of him.

"Hey shh it's okay, it's okay to feel like that bern, you dont have to say sorry, you did nothing wrong, its not wrong to feel this way babe, it's okay not to be in the mood every once in a while, it's okay to feel burnt out, and it's definitely okay and normal to feel like this, you're person too babe, a person can be exhausted from time to time, all of us has our breaking point, you don't always need be obligated to be the life of party every time it's just okay to be quiet and boring, like me" you affirmed him, Bernie did not say anything else and just nodded while softly sniffing.

The both of you just spended more cuddling with each other, and you showering bernie with words of affirmation.

You got off the bath first and dried yourself then prepared bernie warm clothes, you dried him off and clothed him, the both of of you just did this in a comfortable silence and only talked in soft, quite tones to each other.

While drying bernie's hair, he broke the silence and asked, "What did I do to deserve you?"

You looked down at bernie, and you saw how his eyes were just filled with pure admiration and sincerity when he asked that.

You kneeled down to bernie's level and looked into his eyes, making sure that he saw the love you were feeling for him through your eyes.

"Oh, bernie, if only you could yourself through myself, you wouldn't question why you deserve me. You deserve so much more, my love." You confessed, softly stroking his cheek and giving him a smile.

"You... you are the only thing that I will ever love, need, want, hope, and yearn for." Bernie confessed.

Your smile only widened with his words, and so you kissed bernie with all the emotions you could ever offer, and bernie kissed back with just same passion that you have.

As soon your lips met bernie's, everything did not matter other than you, bernie did not need to have everything else than you.

Tags: @simpforchuchu

[bridgyrose]

Ruby feels incredibly lonely and isolated at Beacon, especially as her teammates and Yang found other people in two years. She *craves* affection, so when Emerald kindly asks her out Ruby jumps at it.

(Okay, yeah, I can do this)

It had started in Ruby’s third year of Beacon. First, Blake and Yang had gotten together, breaking her heart. A crush that she had tried to act on, only to push her crush for Blake away. Though despite her broken heart, she put on a smile to congratulate the two for getting together, still happy for them. 

Then there was Weiss. Another crush Ruby had to let go once she saw her get together with Sun and Pyrrha. And once again, she put up a smile and tried to be happy for her. And yet, she found herself starting to feel alone. 

Graduation was just around the corner and Ruby couldnt help but start to worry about her dating life. It wasnt that she was worried that she’d be alone, no, she was sure that she could go without finding a partner and still be happy. What bothered her was that she felt like she was losing a connection to her team. Weiss was often out with Sun and Pyrrha, and in correlation Jaune and Neptune, and Blake and Yang always seemed to be out dancing or taking quiet dates around Vale. It had been months since she’d been able to do anything with her team that didnt devolve to a spur of the moment date and she was tired of it. Tired of being a third wheel, tired of not having that connection to her teammates, afraid of losing them and being left behind. 

“Everything alright?” Emerald asked as she sat down next to Ruby. “You havent touched your dessert. And normally I have to get you to slow down.” 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Ruby said as she took a bite of her cheesecake, not aware she’d gotten herself lost in thought. “Guess I’m nervous about graduating.” 

Emerald rolled her eyes. “Last week you were excited about it and Cinder and I helped you figure out a plan for once you were out of Beacon. So spill it, what’s making you nervous now?” 

“Its… its my team.” 

“Your team?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Alright, explain.” 

Ruby sat down her fork and paused for a moment as she tried to think of the right words to say. A small blush crossed her cheeks as she glanced up at Emerald for a brief moment before talking again. “I… I dont know, I guess I’m worried about not having a team once we graduate. Weiss will go back to Atlas for a bit, Blake and Yang are planning to travel around, and I… I’m planning to stay here. Which is all fine, but, I… I guess its all starting to hit me that I’ll be-” 

“Alone?” Emerald interrupted. “You know you wont be alone, right?” 

“I know but I…” Ruby’s words started to trail off again as she stared at her cheesecake. Weiss, Blake, and Yang would never leave her alone and she knew that. She still had her friends, Emerald and Cinder and Jaune and his team, that were going to stick around. Even Mercury was someone she had nearby, even if she couldnt stand him. “It feels different with them. They’re my team, my first friends here and the ones I trust. And right now I feel… behind. They’re going to be moving on and I’m going to be stuck.” 

“Stuck?” 

“Stuck.” 

“If you’re feeling stuck, then maybe we can change that.” 

Ruby raised a brow. “Change how?” 

“Want to go on a date with me?” Emerald asked plainly. 

“Yes!” Ruby blurted out, only to pause and clear her throat. “Y-yes, I’d… I’d love to.” 

Emerald giggled a bit and stole a bite of cheesecake. “A bit eager, dont you think?” 

“I-its not like that,” Ruby said as she looked away to hide her blush. “You’re pretty and most people tend to be scared to try to ask me or worried that I’m too young even though I’m an adult.” 

“Then meet me here next friday. Oh, and dont forget to wear a dress. If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do this right.” 

Ruby nodded and watched Emerald walk off, her blush slowly fading. A date with Emerald would certainly be a change of pace from their current Friday nights out to get a bite to eat and catch up with each other. Then, the words Emerald said finally hit her. “A-a dress?!” She quickly scarfed down the rest of her cheesecake and started to pack her things. “Hopefully the one I wore to the dance last year still fits. I really dont need to ask Weiss to come with me to find one.” 

[stevie-petey]

When can we get some insight into jon’s mixtape 🤠

.... yes <3 you can listen to the mixtape here x

spoilers below !!

ok. i spent SO LONG on this mixtape. finding songs that not only were from the 80s but also songs jonathan would listen to but then also were songs that reminded him of bug ,,,, whew . shit was rought. but im so so so proud of it <333

so heres a long overdue analysis of the playlist ;)

in my life by the beatles: this is bugs song. ive said it before and i'll continue to say this. its her song. the lyrics remind me so much of her, its a song that encompasses all that i imagine her to be. she grew up with this song, its the song her dad would sing to her. and jonathan knew this and added the song because he knew she'd love it <3

in my life, i love you more.

uh oh, love comes to town by talking heads: this song is the bug n jon theme song in my mind. it kinda embodies who i see them as. this song started playing in jons head the moment the hendersons moved to hawkins <333 its a cute, fun song that he would play whenever bug was hanging out in his room. cuties !

im a know it all. im the smartest man around. thats right, you learn real fast. youre the smartest girl in town.

stay by oingo boingo: this song is about being vulnerable with someone and begging them to stay with you even though they cant offer you anything else ,,, pretty self explanatory i believe. when jon first hears this song he cant help but laugh at the irony of it all, and thats why he puts it in the mixtape. he knows only bug will understand.

this is not the first time you had to get away.

soul love by david bowie: i was iffy with this song. its not my favorite of bowies, but i think its just bizarre enough to catch jonathans attention. i think he hears it one day and it makes him think of how much bug loves everyone around her. the song is weird and philosophical and he knew immediately she would love it.

love is careless in its choosing.

these days by joy division: this song is so angsty jon coded i had to add it. i think this song can be interpreted however you want. for me, i think its about disliking the times youre living in but having someone next to you side to make it all bearable. for jon, this is bug for him. when shit goes wrong, shes always there and hes always there for him. theyve always taken care of one another, even during the bad.

searched hard for you and your special ways.

venus by television: this song talks about falling into the arms of venus de milo, a statue of venus that has no arms. read that however you want. but i interpret it as falling in love with nothing to catch you. thats kinda how bug and jon ended up. they both fell, it was a childish, free for all fall. its unclear whether the song is about love itself or the effect of drugs, but i think that makes it even more symbolic of jonathan and bug. the line that always seems to blur.

there stood another person who was a little surprised to be face to face with a world so alive.

youre all ive got tonight by the cars: now THIS song is just. so so so late seasons jon and bug. it perfectly describes their codependency. this song is all jonathan is for bug. he doesnt care if she hurts him or mocks him or breaks his heart and bug doesnt care if he does the same to her. this is where things get a bit :/// because of jonathans later phone call lmao.

i dont care if you use me again. i dont care if you abuse me again.

another day by the cure: god this song is so </333 its so lazy sunday afternoon staring out the window with the person who understands your silences as sworn oaths. and thats exactly how jonathan found the song. he had been listening to the record with bug one afternoon and she was laying next to him and he when he looked at her, it hit him. he was in love with her. this is the song that jonathan fell in love with bug to. she doesnt know this. she never will.

the sun rises slowly on another day.

what a great note to end on LMAO

[miss-choi-park]

Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 2 - Regretful acts

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...]Suddenly someone grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back violently. Immediately afterwards I noticed the corner of the old wooden reception desk on my lower back. Startled, I looked up and was greeted by Yeonjun's sharp eyes. I knew that Yeonjun was significantly taller than me, but he was just so close to me that I had to look up high. His hands firmly on my hips, holding me close to the reception.

"What the hell-"

"Funny...I'm pretty horny right now." He murmured and I saw his eyes suddenly darken. That sent a shiver down my spine.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: sex, rough language, sex language, they kinda hate each other - but it's consensual, kissing, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

"Fuck! Find another sex toy, you pervert!" I protested loudly. Shortly afterwards one of his hands found itself over my mouth. His face came a little closer to me.

"Shut up." He demanded as one of his knees found its way between my legs. His thigh pressed against my middle and I stood on tiptoes to avoid the strange feeling rising inside me.

My heart began to pound faster against my chest. I think it was adrenaline, but whether it was from Yeonjun's thigh on my middle or that I was just afraid, I couldn't quite decipher it. Maybe this would have been easier for me if I hadn't been drunk…

Unfortunately, my body didn't do anything to defend itself. My hands just rested against his chest.

"Damn!" Yeonjun growled as his hand fell from my mouth again. His forehead fell against mine as he let out a deep breath.

"Admit it...you've thought about it too." Yeonjun whispered, his voice four octaves lower and a small hum within it.

I closed my eyes as my heels sank.

Slowly I sank more and more onto Yeonjun's thighs. What the hell am I doing here?!

No...I had never thought about it...but why? -Yes Yeonjun had something! I could never blame the girls who fell for him, he was handsome…had a good body, if it weren't for his character I might have thought about it - but it was wrong. Thinking about it was wrong!

Without another word, Yeonjun's breath danced over my lips and a fire lit inside me. Now I could say with some certainty that I wasn't afraid, but that the adrenaline was coming from somewhere else. Somewhere deeper inside me.

Then...his lips on mine. Warm, full but demanding, he immediately shamelessly took advantage of the little startled noise that escaped me to slide his tongue into my mouth.

I clenched my fists as a strange feeling spread through me. I knew it was wrong, forbidden even. Our families were declared enemies.

We didn't even like each other, but then why did I feel this way?!

Without thinking about it any further, I let myself get involved with him. His tongue dominantly explored every millimeter of my mouth. The little breaks we took to breathe were marked by nibbling on my lower lip. I noticed Yeonjun's desire. A dark desire that I would for 100% regret tomorrow, but it was far too exciting...far too good to think about regret now.

I was excited for more.

Yeonjun grabbed my butt and finally pulled me away from the reception after I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled away from me again and I opened my eyes. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before he let out a defeated gasp and threw his lips back onto mine. Our kisses were anything but slow or emotional, they were wild, wet, messy and poisoned - but so good, so forbidden good, so exiting good.

I ran my fingers up his neck, into his dark hair and clawed my way into it. Probably the hottest grumblin I had ever heard escaped Yeonjun. He started moving shortly afterwards. He drove me in front of him, not breaking the kiss for a second, in which he clearly had the upper hand.

I didn't know where we were going, but I didn't really care. When I felt something in my back, I didn't even bother to think about what it was.

Yeonjun separated from me shortly afterwards and in the next moment he had picked me up and pushed me against the wall that seemed to be behind me. Our pelvises collided and I had to swallow a louder moan down my throat. I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled the hard bulge in his jeans tight against my middel. Now I was definitely horny, too.

It was dangerous. I was clearly testing my limits here, but the feeling inside me flooded my body like a fire. I just couldn't resist.

Yeonjun's lips on mine felt heavenly, intense and so demanding. He knew how to kiss. Even by doing something as simple as kissing he clearly played his role as dominant. What it would be like once we were in bed?!

Hell I wanted him! I wanted him to be dominant and I wanted him to control my body like he wanted to.

The wall behind me suddenly moved and I pulled away from Yeonjun, a little startled. A look around me told me that he was carrying me into the elevator that had opened behind me. Then the thought of the bed wasn't so far away, I guess.

"Fuck, I want to fuck you right here." Yeonjun whispered as he pushed me against the mirror in the elevator. I seemed to be a feather for him.

I ran my hands through his hair further: "Where's your room?"

"Not far." He grumbled and turned away from me briefly to press a button in the elevator.

I pulled my legs a little tighter as he only carried me with one hand.

When the doors closed behind Yeonjun and the elevator started moving, his second hand found my ass again and he began to roll his pelvis against mine. I allowed myself to moan.

"Hell is that hot!" Yeonjun whispered, his mouth beginning to leave a wet trail of kisses over my sensitive neck. The mix of tickle and excitement emanating from my neck drove me insane.

His hot breath almost threatened to burn me. Did he also felt a fire just like I felt mine?

We both ate from the forbidden fruit and it felt so good to not do the right thing, to not think about the fact that we should hate each other or what would happen and just let ourselves fall into the sea of pure lust and desire.

It didn't take long until the elevator doors opened again. Until then I was a moaning mess.

"You have to be quiet for a moment, I don't want anyone to hear what's meant for me, can you do that?" Yeonjun whispered, probably leaving a few marks on my neck. I nodded quickly and closed my mouth. The movements of his pelvis were just too good to be true. "Good girl.", Yeonjun muttered and then sadly dropped me to the ground, "Come with me!"

I couldn't wait to get to his room. Yeonjun made sure to stay behind me, as if he was afraid I would run away now.

I heard the sound of a zipper behind me and turned around.

Yeonjun's eyes were fixated on me, like I was his prey that he wasn't willing to give up on. He was taking off his thick ski jacket as he licked his lips.

"Stop!" He ordered and I did what he said immediately. Just like a doll...really what was wrong with me?!

Yeonjun pulled his small wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans and quickly fumbled for his key card.

His hand reached for mine as he pulled me into the room in a split second and slammed the door behind us. The jacket he had just taken off in the hallway flew into some corner, as he caught me between him and the door again. My arms flew around his neck as our lips touched again.

I still had my ski jacket on, which Yeonjun immediately took care of when I returned the kiss.

My pulse was racing, my hands were shaking and my skin crackled as if small electric shocks were traveling through my whole body. Yeonjun tasted amazing. I swear I could taste honey on the tip of his tongue, his breath, which smelled like beer, further clouded my senses.

Before I knew it, my jacket was off and Yeonjun's fingers were already under my sweater and undershirt.

While I lost myself in our kiss, Yeonjun who was a little less stormy than before, picked me up again but instead of pushing me against the door he immediately turned around and started walking.

It didn't even take five seconds before he leaned over and let go of me. I was welcomed by a comfortable mattress.

"Arms up!" He grumbled and I immediately did. The next moment my pulli and undershirt were pulled over my head and thrown into some corner. Yeonjun's hands found under my knees and lifted them to my chest so that he could also climb onto the mattress between my legs.

Then his hands...I thought I had never reacted like that to a simple touch before, but I did. His fingers sliding over my bare waist were the hottest thing I've ever felt.

His rather cold fingers were like fuel to my fire. I was afraid that my bottom lip would start to bleed as hard as I bit down on it.

"We're alone, you can be loud now." Yeonjun murmured with a small smile on his lips.

“Shit Yeonjun!” I moaned as his hands reached under my bra.

"Your body is really fucking good!" Yeonjun said clearly before he licked his lips and gave me a kiss right on my stomach where my bra started.

My hands immediately found their way into his hair to hold him there.

Why the hell were his touches so incredibly good?!

"You know there's no turning back now, potato?" He whispered and I looked down at him.

"Do not call me that!" I grumbled but immediately had to bite my lip again, when I felt his hard bulge against my core again.

"I'll call you whatever I want." Yeonjun whispered as his hands found their way behind my back. I also helped him up to my bra clasp by lifting my back. He raised his head next to mine.

"I want you to be loud, scream my name!" He whispered in my ear and soon licked the outside of it, which I was afraid of losing as hot as it just got. My bra lost its hold.

Yeonjun's hands quickly found their way to my shoulders, where they brushed down the straps of my bra.

"Be a good girl and say the name that makes you feel good." Yeonjun growled, still in my ear as I helped him take my bra off completely by pulling my hands out of his hair. My underpants were no longer just damp but completely soaked at this moment.

“Yeo…Yeonjun!” I complied his request. It was surprisingly easy to moan his name.

As a present one of his hands cupped the outside of my breast. "Fuck!" Yeonjun suddenly groaned and sat up abruptly, I lost the touch of his electrifying fingers.

Only the light from the large window illuminated the room. That soon changed. The room suddenly lit up and I saw Yeonjun pulling his t-shirt over his head. His black undershirt followed immediately. The small floor lamp on the night table wasn't exactly bright, but at least bright enough to emphasize the contours of Yeonjun's upper body. I had to swallow.

Of course I knew he had a good body...but seeing him in this sexual context made my mouth water. The small silver chain around his neck didn't help either.

"I don't want to wait any more!" Was the last I heard from him before he took off my pants in one quick movement.

I remained a little surprised on the mattress when Yeonjun stood up and also took off his pants. Immediately afterwards he climbed back onto the mattress, without me having the chance to see anything.

I jumped violently when I felt his fingers on my center.

“Great, you seem wet enough." He murmured, while I didn't really know where to go. Or where to put my thoughts. I seemed completely dumb.

"Sorry little one, but there won't be foreplay tonight." He said simply before he pushed my underwear aside and pulled down his boxer shorts. I didn't see much, but I felt enough.

Something large was pressing against my entrance.

“Yeonjun wait, I wait-”

The most pornographic moan of my life escaped me. Unfortunately it wasn't triggered by pleasure but by pain when his tip entered me.

"Fuck wait!" I heard him say. Shortly afterwards I felt nothing anymore. Everything tightened inside me as the pain disappeared into a sharp ache.

"Condom..." Yeonjun mumbled as I lifted my head slightly.

Shit! I didn't think it would actually hurt that much.

Yeonjun rummaged through his bedside drawer.

"Wait, I brought some with me somewhere." He said and I raised myself up on my forearms.

As he searched, I realized that this would be my first time.

"Yeonjun?" I asked with a shaky voice.

"Damn, where are those things?" He growled to himself before switching sides of the bed and looking in the other bedside drawer.

"Yeonjun?"

"Ha! Got them!" he exclaimed happily, pulling out a chain of at least five condoms from the bedside table.

"Yeonjun?!" I asked forcefully as he sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me and his eyes and hands fixated at his core.

"Hm?" He replied and I sat up. Now we sat back to back.

"I...want to say something before-Ah!"

Without letting me finish, Yeonjun pulled me back onto the mattress by my shoulders.

"Potato, there's no backing out now. Just let it happen." Yeonjun pointed out and climbed over me again.

"No, that's not it." I replied as Yeonjun was about to take off my panties completely.

"Shhh, no matter what it is, it won't make me stop."

He positioned himself between my legs again and I swallowed.

Now or never!: "I'm still a virgin."

Yeonjun froze in his tracks. His eyes caught mine: "What?"

I looked away and covered my face with my arm.

"I just...just be careful, it hurts." I meant. Then silence.

"You know this is turning me on even more." he said and I removed my arm from my eyes to look at him. Yeonjun actually smiled genuinely at me. There was not a hint of sarcasm in his smile. It was pure and innocent. I had never seen him smile so honestly.

"Okay fine, I'll go slow. But this will be the last nice gesture on my part." He murmured and before I could reply, I felt him at my entrance again.

Slowly I felt him slide into me. I held my breath as the pain returned. I could feel the layer of wet latex around him, which I was somewhat relieved to feel.

"I thought you had a boyfriend?" Yeonjun wanted to know. Maybe he was trying to distract me from the pain, but I was just frozen.

Suddenly I felt his hot breath on my left breast and I looked at him.

"Try to concentrate on something else." Yeonjun whispered, immediately taking my nipple into his mouth. My pent-up breath escaped me suddenly.

Okay Sumi, relax! If you tense up like that, it won't get any better.

My fingers found their way back into Yeonjun's hair as he steadily pushed into me. Slowly but decisively.

Even though the pain had the upper hand and sliced me like a sharp knife, I noticed something different. A different feeling. Deep inside.

"Mmh~", Yeonjun grumbled, who briefly let my nipple out of his mouth, "But at least your insides are reacting damn well."

"What?!" our eyes locked.

"Does it hurt a lot? Can you handle the same length again?" He asked, stopping his movements.

Like...he was only half inside me?! I already felt more than full.

His fingers pushed a strand of hair out of my face: "I told you I'm big..."

I couldn't help but giggle at this statement.

Yeonjun took advantage of this to sink deeper and suck the air out of my lungs again.

"Fuck!" I cursed, perhaps clutching his hair a little too hard.

"Almost done, little one. Just a bit."

He should keep his word. The last inches entered me and I felt the skin of his pelvis on my inner thighs.

To be honest, I couldn't quite decide where to feel it. Above all...I felt him everywhere.

"Well done!" Yeonjun muttered. His hair tickled my breastbone as he lowered his head and breathed deeply.

He stayed very still, not a single muscle moving and I had time to get used to him. The pain quickly turned into a throb and I was finally able to think clearly again.

It was obvious that Yeonjun was holding back. He briefly let his forehead fall over my breasts and tried to control his breathing.

My eyes wandered over his black hair, the only thing I saw of him. He had his forearms resting next to my shoulders, holding himself up above me.

I swallowed the last stray of pain and then let my legs wrap around his waist. His gaze lifted.

We looked at each other for a moment before I took his face in both hands and squeezed his cheeks together, making his mouth pout.

I smiled at him: "Thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore."

His eyes widened and I let go of his face.

"Then I'll move!" Yeonjun murmured and I immediately felt him slowly pulling out of me.

I took a deep breath as I broke our eye contact and stared at the ceiling.

Please don't hurt again…please!

I was afraid that the pain might come back, but that thought quickly disappeared when I felt Yeonjun's finger on my clit.

The first moan escaped me after the pain, which had its origin in pleasure. His index finger ran circles around my little bundle of nerves, which was quickly growing.

Immediately afterwards his hips shot back and the feeling I had felt in the elevator took over again.

Warm, longing...good.

Fuck! The feeling was good.

Just then, Yeonjun built up a slow but deep rhythm. I began to moan as my nails dug into his neck.

"My name...moan it!" I heard him say as the warmth of his body disappeared from me. I opened my eyes a crack and saw that he had sat up straight, his gaze fixed on the point where he disappeared into me. And suddenly I was glad I shaped myself just yesterday. His speed picked up as he seemed sure that my noises were genuine.

The sharp eyes that usually made me feel hate found mine as his finger disappeared from my clit. His eyes sent shivers down my spine that gave me goosebumps.

“Yeonjuuuuhn!” I dragged out his name as he lifted my lower back and pulled it onto his lap. Then...something that made me see stars. Again and again. The feeling was so strong and good that my insides twisted. Was that my G-spot?!

He touched it over and over again, deep inside me, in that position.

I clutched my hands into the blanket beneath me.

"Fuck! Damn- that...mhh!", I heard Yeonjun grumble and I raised my gaze to him, "That's good! -Hah-...Shit!"

His eyes were narrowed into a slit, his fingers curled into my thighs to keep me as close as possible as he got faster with each thrust. Muscles flexing with every move.

"Yeonjun! Ah- I-ahamh..." I couldn't finish or react so quickly before I felt his lips on mine.

The kiss was stormy. He was demanding something I wasn't sure I could give him. We muffled each other's sounds until we separated.

I couldn't think anymore, I no longer felt able to say anything. I only felt him. Just him.

Yeonjun's tip hitting my G-spot again and again, my wetness running down my butt, Yeonjun's body heat, his speed, his quiet but steady moans and grumbles, the tips of his hair wrapped around my fingers... I felt him... only him and I let myself fall, just chasing the feeling inside me. I repeated his name like a mantra as one of his hands found my right nipple and started playing with it.

Something tickled and squeezed my stomach from the inside, then...a sudden spread of this feeling throughout my entire body. Followed by a loud moan. Everything tightened inside me. Everything tensed up. Everything let go...I lost myself in the feeling.

"Fuck! Shit! I-ahhh!" I heard Yeonjun groan shortly after the feeling slowly faded from me.

His pelvis stopped deeper inside me than before. Yeonjun's body tensed again and again as his breath hitched.

Did he cum?

More importantly...did I cum?

Is that what it feels like? Was it so liberating?

Yeonjun caught my attention as he pulled out of me, completely.

"Oh God...that was good!" He snorted as our eyes caught each other. Our breathing uneven as we just looked at each other and didn't move for a few moments.

Now it came... what I was afraid of.

The regret.

Yeonjun has been the one making my life difficult...why was I in bed with him?!

Suddenly I felt so exposed that I just wanted to get out of here or sink into the mattress.

Yeonjun didn't seem to mind as he sat up and swallowed.

"Uhm..." He started and I sat up too.

"Just…don't say anything." I said as I slid away from him and stood up on the other side of the bed.

I would regret that my whole life...what if my father found out!?

No one was ever allowed to know about this.

"I swear, if you ever tell anyone about this, I'll kick your ass so hard you'll find yourself on moon." I hissed at him as I frantically pulled on my undershirt and sweater.

Yeonjun just sat on the bed as I went to his side of the bed to put on my panties and Jeans.

Faster than he could see, I was dressed again and had collected everything else that belonged to me.

"Do you just want to leave now?" Yeonjun finally noticed as I went to the door.

"Yes!" I said clearly, ripped the door open, stormed into the hallway and slammed the door behind me.

*

A knock on my door woke me from my sleep. Still half in dreamland I turned around facing the door.

"Sumi? Darling, are you awake yet?" I heard my mother's familiar voice behind the door. I sighed in defeat before throwing the blanket off of me. I swung my legs out of bed and sat up. My legs felt like I did a workout yesterday. I shuffled shakily to the door, squinting my eyes at the sore feeling between my legs.

Damn idiot! I cursed to myself, just like yesterday when I arrived in my room at night.

It's your own damn fault that everything hurts now! Why are you giving your first time to an asshole like that anyway?

I opened the door with my hair probably completely disheveled and my eyes puffy. The smile on my mother's face disappeared as she looked at me closer.

"Seemed like the party were hard yesterday. Are you okay?" She asked and I just winked at her before turning around and walking back into the room. I immediately snuggled back under my blanket as my mother entered my room and closed the door behind her.

"Is that a no? Do you need anything?" She asked carefully and I just gave a long grumble.

I was actually fine, except for the feeling between my legs, which reminded me mercilessly of the worst night of my life. Which was yesterday…

The first time should be something special... and what did I do? Gave it to someone I don't even like.

I noticed my mother sitting on the foot of my bed.

"I just wanted to tell you that your father and I have already had breakfast and are now heading to the slopes. You don't have to ski today if you don't want to." She said and I looked at her.

"Thanks, I think I'll just stay here today." I replied.

My mother smiles: "All day? You have to eat something, too, darling."

"I'll do it." I mumbled and mom nodded.

"OK then, see you later," she said and got up, "But you have to come back tomorrow, otherwise your weekly ski ticket would be useless."

"Hm..."

Then silence until I heard the door open and close again. Now I opened my eyes fully and stared at the drawn curtains. I didn't have the heart to look at my mother for long after what I did yesterday.

I knew it was wrong...why didn't I end things right away?! I took a deep breath before rolling onto my back. Should I blame it on the alcohol that had knocked out my senses yesterday, or...what else?

I ignored the fact that I wasn't even fully drunk yesterday.

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