#i m nothing but a fan servicer

[aeyumicore]

misty invasion - lost oasis

━ .ᐟ✧ PAIRING: sylus x female reader (afab)

━ ✧.˖ GENRE: smut, porn with some/little plot, porn with feelings, angst

━ .ᐟ✧ WORD COUNT: 4.5k

━ ✧.˖ WARNINGS: mdni, explicit sexual content, spoilers AND alterations to ‘lost oasis’ (sylus’s misty invasion card), slight predator and prey, dom!sylus for the most part (though he shows vulnerability), use of Y/N, sub!reader but she teases doe, unprotected sex, cumming in coochie, against the wall sex, shower sex, hand play/kink, belly bulge, finger sucking, fingering, biting, slight angst, lots of hickeys (m! And f!receiving), allusions and predictions to sylus’s lore 

━ .ᐟ✧ LINKS: video | ao3 | twitter art | xav's version | raf's version | zayne's version

━ ✧.˖ A/N: hiii second part of the misty invasion series is here <3 this time our very own birb – sylus! Next will be Xavier but I don't have a timeline for it! Could be 3 days could be a week :’) will try and keep you guys updated

Small Sylus rant, feel free to skip this and read the fic!

I have huge problems with the hypersexualization of Sylus, from the devs not from fans. I feel like the devs sometimes use him as fan service. I felt that was especially true in this card, the shower scene felt out of place and didn’t feel intimate because they’ve done far too little mc/sylus building and sylus lore. I wished the ending scene in the hammock was the cut scene, even if there was no spice. For that reason, I’ve SLIGHTLY altered the dialogue and memory, especially at the end. I added in some of my own angst, heavily influenced by predictions to Sylus’s lore I’ve seen on Twitter, especially the twitter art i linked above.

Don’t get me wrong I love Sylus. I just wish we got to see MORE of his lore and backstory, because you just KNOW it's tragic. His myth cards were nothing like the other 3 boys, and I feel like they have a lot of opportunities to help Sylus “catch up” to the other 3 LIs (could’ve done a event similar to Rafayel’s bday event, waited until they could release more main story, etc), but they haven’t utilized it well. I’m sure there’s a reason why (rushed timeline, leak threats. End of the day I understand it’s a business), but as a reader/user/fan it kinda sucks. And again, I KNOW it’s coming and it will be great. But because we haven’t seen enough yet, it makes his spicy scenes seem less intimate and more fan service-y. So I wanted to add just a sprinkle of Sylus angst and story here <3 It made me cry, I hope you guys love it as much as I loved writing it. 

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There are moments in life where it really hits you.

That you’re in danger. 

Where your hair stands up on its ends and your legs itch with the need to bolt away. This felt like one of those moments. The way Sylus’s voice, throaty and deep, growled with evident hunger, his eyes watching you like a predator eyeing its prey. 

Only…this time, the goosebumps that painted your skin were from excitement, and the throbbing in your thighs was from desire and not fear. This time, the tight grip on your thighs, the imposing body against yours, holding you so possessively, only leaves you wanting more. 

Sylus’s arm is pushed against the wall behind your head, caging you in with his hard soapy body. His skin shines with water and the leftover suds of his shower, before the water had run out, leaving you with a wet and mischievous Sylus.

Your fingers languidly follow soapy suds that trail down his chest, not really actually wiping anything away. Sylus remains self-assured, smirking down at your shaking body as you touch him. You can feel goosebumps form where you touch him and it’s the only indication that the silver-haired man is close to losing it. 

His voice comes out deep and breathy, “Aren’t you going to do something about my hair?”

His smile is maddening, taunting you to touch him more. So you wrap your hands behind his shoulders, yanking him down to you. 

For a brief second, Sylus is taken aback, his lips parting with a surprised breath. But as quickly as it had come, Sylus composes himself. He lets himself be pulled to you, chuckling breathily. 

“Is that it, sweetheart?” 

Before you can respond, his arm releases the wall behind you. In an instant, his large hand is gripping the underside of your thighs, hoisting you up with one arm so that both your legs dangle off his strong arm, pressed against his hip. 

You yelp at the feeling of his large hands holding you against his wet and hard body, “What are you doing?! My clothes!” You can feel your deep red satin nightdress soaking up the sudsy water on his skin.

Sylus only laughs, sarcastic and deep, “Oh no. They’re wet. Now what?” 

You try to push him away, “Well you need to let me down first.” 

But Sylus doesn’t budge, shifting you so he can lean his free arm against the wall behind you, caging you in once more. Like a lost bird. 

“Doesn’t this mean you also need to learn how to humble yourself?” His cerise eyes are frustratingly playful, his eyebrows crinkled in amusement. 

You don’t respond, instead trailing your hand down his bare chest again. Your feather-like touch ghosts his collarbone, down to his thick pecs, that tremble deliciously under your fingers. From the strain of holding you up with one arm, or your touch alone, you’re unsure. 

You speak softly, trying to tease him into losing control, “I did, and this is what I see…” 

Your touch and suggestive words have Sylus breathing heavier. His pants come out raspily, sounding vaguely close to a moan. He nearly shivers at your touch, so absolutely enamored by the way your fingers claim him, barely able to withstand his primal urges to claim you.

His reaction fuels you with confidence, and you grin cheekily, “Oh? I guess I’ll have to be more gentle.” You let your hands explore more, stroking his down his marbled chest. 

Sylus grunts, his face turning away from you, contorted in tortured pleasure. His breath comes out in rapid desperate gasps. It’s so utterly rare for you to see Sylus in such a needy state, and you can’t help but tease him further. 

Your fingers touch his neck, enjoying the way Sylus is crumbling under your fingertips when normally it’s you coming undone for him, “How cute.” 

When your fingernail grazes his nipple, Sylus tenses up, a growl ripping from his throat.

He turns to you, squirming under your fleeting touch. “Hey,” he croaks. His voice is uncharacteristically hoarse, tense with desire.

“The soundproofing for this shower isn’t great. People might get the wrong idea if they hear us. At this rate, we could end up in a lose-lose situation.” 

But you continue, pinching his ear softly, grinning, “Tell me, who pinned you down and hit you?” 

Sylus’s smile falters. He knows you’re referring to the little boy from earlier, whom you’d been teaching how to fight against Wanderers, but he can’t help but think about the first time he’d been here at the desert oasis. Only that time, he was powerless. That time, he couldn’t protect you.

He quickly masks his brief moment of melancholy, smirking at you once more, “Oh, so class isn’t over yet.” You want to prod at his sudden shift in demeanor, but you can tell now's not the time. You made a mental note to ask him about it later.

Sylus holds your wrist gently, bringing your fist to his lips. His mouth pressing fleeting kisses to your knuckles, “Then can I trouble you some more…Miss?” He doesn’t wait for you to answer, hoisting you back up onto his forearm, forcing you to wrap your arms around the back of his neck for balance. He carries you in one arm to the bathroom door, before he falters, hearing the patter of footsteps outside.

“On second thought, I’ll take my lesson in here.” He walks you back to the shower, shifting your legs so that they wrap around his hips. Your back is pressed against the wet wall, Sylus’s strong arms holding you in place. 

“What should you do…if a wanderer has you pinned down like this?” His voice is sultry and suggestive, darkened eyes daring you to teach him. 

You lift your chin proudly at his taunting challenge. Your fingers trace inexplicable shapes into his chest, your nails gently and purposefully grazing his nipples. At his sharp inhale you make your next move.

“I would…go for the neck, since that’s where they’re most vulnerable.”

Sylus’s adam’s apple bobs with the anticipation of your double-edged words, “Is that so, little bird?”

You nod with confidence, “Let me show you…” You kiss up his collarbone until you read his pulsing neck, brushing chaste kisses along his jugular. Sylus’s chest heaves, and you smile against his neck in satisfaction. 

“I can’t imagine this would be…effective against wanderers,” Sylus masks the unsteadiness of his wavering voice with a layer of arrogant amusement. 

Sylus’s chest heaves, and you smile against his neck in satisfaction. Enjoying having the upperhand, “No…just you.” You softly sink your teeth into the thick muscles of his neck.

Sylus lets out a string of harsh expletives, slamming you further into the wall, his grip on the underside of your thighs digging in harshly. You shiver at the feeling of the cold wet wall tiles pressing into your satin nightdress.

Sylus lets you have your way a little while longer, enjoying the way your rapid heartbeat pounds against his wet chest, your tongue lapping circles where your teeth had sunken in. His hands shift to grope your rear under your crimson red nightdress, squeezing the plush skin there as if you were his personal stress ball. His demanding fingers find their way to your bare pussy, spreading them apart with his index finger and thumb.

“What a bold hunter you are…taunting the enemy with no…protection.” 

His words are vaguely threatening and it makes you squirm. As his fingers toy with you, you sink your teeth deeper into him to hide your pathetically lewd whimpers. Sylus hisses at your teeth nearly breaking skin, a mix of pain and pleasure he is all-too familiar with.

“You’d better watch yourself, my little hunter,” Sylus coos in your ear, fingers finding your clit and pressing down harshly, “You never know what a beast stranded in the desert might do to you.”

His words remind you of the reason he’d invited you out to this desert oasis to begin with, the woman who’d found him, and why he was returning now. Before you can ask him, Sylus is bullying his index finger into you, sliding in so embarrassingly  effortlessly.

“What now, little dove? What would you do now?” Sylus nips at the crook of your neck, where your shoulder and throat meet. His words are hot and dangerous at the shell of your ear, his finger curling inside you to reach the spongy corners of your g-spot.

You force your words out with all the strength you have, not wanting to give Sylus the satisfaction of rendering you speechless, “I w-would never – nnghh – be in this s-situation.” 

Sylus chuckles, inserting another finger, “And yet…here you are. About to be devoured.”

The imminent threat in his words makes you clench, hard. How it was possible for the tables to turn this quickly, you’d never understand. Sylus grins when he feels your gummy walls pressing down on just two of his fingers, the quivers typically indicative of how close you are. 

He pushes you harder into the wall, lips finding your earlobes as he huffs out his words, “Look at you, my dear little hunter. So beautiful when you’re helpless.”

You whine indignantly at his condescending words, wanting to retaliate. With his lips at your ear, his neck is exposed before you and you take full advantage of his vulnerability. You sink your teeth back into his pulsing neck, knowing just how much pressure is enough to have him writhing for you. 

Sylus jolts, his fingers slipping out of you and his knee buckling slightly. His grip on your thighs tightening as he hisses out in surprise. He composes himself just as quickly, straightening up and bouncing you up to readjust his possessive grip on you. 

He pushes you back against the wall, his hard abdomen pressing into your pussy. You groan when you feel your wet lips spreading against his chiseled muscles, his body pressing so forcefully into yours, your arousal smearing against him.

His thumb and index finger take your chin into his grip, still wet with your slick, pulling your face towards his. His arrogant grin is as alluring as it is infuriating, his ruby eyes swirling with a dark amusement. 

“No more mercy, little bird.”

Sylus presses his lips to yours, his fingers tightening around your chin. His kiss is demanding, nearly suffocating, in a way that makes you reel with excitement and anticipation. It’s so torrid and feverish that you almost don’t notice his Evol unraveling your arms from around his neck, bringing them to his chest. He holds you steady with his one arm, and with the other he releases your chin, taking the two of your wrists into his single free hand. His hands are so large that even just one of his hands can envelope both your wrists. 

As his tongue probes the parting of your lips, he holds your wrists, bringing them up above your head and pinning them against the wall. His fingers play with your trembling ones, tracing the lines in your palm and grazing all the way up to your fingertips. 

You feel a brief shuffle and hear the faint thud of Sylus’s towel dropping to the floor, the scorching head of his cock prodding at your entrance. You gasp into his mouth when you feel him taking the base of his erection, stroking it against your clit. You screw your eyes shut at the deliriously delicious friction, moaning into Sylus’s mouth, his tongue claiming every corner of yours. 

Sylus pulls away, his breath coming out in short rapid gasps. He leans his forehead against yours, his fingers still enclosing yours, binding your wrists together against the cold shower wall. His proximity makes it so his warm breath fans across your swollen lips, the taste of him still on your tongue. 

He looks down at you, his crimson eyes smoldering against the heat he’s so desperately trying to keep at bay for you. If it were up to him, he’d have you splayed across his lap, screaming until the whole small town in the oasis could hear you. Unfortunately, pressed up against the wall whimpering for more would have to do.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?”

You stare at him, arms restrained above your head, chest heaving in anticipation, lips swollen and parted. Sylus smiles at you. It’s that signature Sylus smirk, heart-stoppingly tender and predatory all at once. But when his glowing cerise eyes meet yours, that’s what has your breath catching in your throat. 

The tumultuous sea of red conveyed every ounce of emotion that his words couldn’t. What it meant to have you here in the desert with him, a place that once reminded him of hell. What it meant to have you here, wrapped up in his embrace, ready to do anything to make him happy, whole. With you here, it truly did feel like an oasis. 

So you murmur boldly, cheeks warming, “M’yours, Sy. Of course I’m ready.” 

Sylus’s smile falters for a second, before he growls, slamming you back into the wall, palm cupping the back of your head with one hand, and your lower back with the other, to protect you against the impact. 

“That’s my girl.” 

With those words, his swollen cock head at your entrance finally surges forward, nudging its way into your tight embrace. You cry out as Sylus curses, the both of you never getting used to how impossibly snug the fit was, almost to the point of not fitting at all. 

Sylus takes it surprisingly slow, watching your face carefully as he sinks into you inch by inch. His hand strokes your cheek, in an overwhelming show of tender affection. Something about this desert oasis had him unusually vulnerable and it was intoxicating. 

You squirm as he bottoms out, his cockhead nestled sinfully against your cervix, practically demanding entrance into your womb. His fist is pressed into the tiled wall behind your head, his knuckles white with desperation. His entire body twitches, his breath coming out in short desperate pants. You hold his face with your hands, forcing him to level with you, stroking his sharp jaw with your fingertips.

“Sylus?”

His carmine eyes dart to yours, the vast storm of his irises looking faraway and distant. But when he looks at you, his eyes soften, the sight of you grounding him to the moment, pulling him away from the agony he once endured here. 

You kiss his furrowed eyebrow, “I’m here, Sy.” 

Sylus groans, his facial features softening at your touch, your raw words making him heave with desire. 

“You are. And you’re mine,” he growls, finally moving inside you, pulling out until just his leaking tip is nestled in your warm waiting cunt. Giving you just a second to adjust, your pussy pulsing with the need to be filled once more, he slams back into you. The impact of his thrust knocks the air from your lungs, your body sliding up the wet walls of the shower.

“Sylus!” you squeal, trying to control  your voice. Sylus grunts, reveling in the sound of your pleasure, pulling out of you and rutting back into your poor quivering cunt at a rabid vigor. 

Your bodies are pressed so tightly together, that every minute movement Sylus makes causes your clit to brush against the trail of silver hair that paints his pelvis. His hot breath is in your ear, whispering the filthiest things to you.

“You like it rough, don’t you sweetheart?” he nips your neck, savoring the taste of your clean showered skin against his insistent tongue. Your bare shoulders are already littered in his claiming marks, beautiful red bruises forming where his lips raze like wildfire. Sylus’s eyes glimmer with satisfaction at the sight of it. 

“C-can’t take it,” you whine, fingernails digging into his shoulders. His passionate thrusts are demanding, almost mean, as they try to pull moan after moan out from your lips. Your pussy quivers, already shivering from the amount of pleasure Sylus is able to force on you, so much that it spills over. 

“Yes you can, hm?”

He hisses when your nails dig further into his skin, leaving beautiful little red crescents on his muscled shoulders. Sylus always thought it was utterly insane how you knew just how much pain to mix with his pleasure to have him unhinged, just enough to want to devour you. 

You find your wrists being bound above your head again, his hand pushing them against the wall. His forehead pushes against yours as his lips desperately seek yours, capturing you in a breathtaking and fiery kiss of unspoken feelings. A torrid storm of the way he’d missed you desperately on his trip away, so much so that he had to use the little boy wanting to learn to fight wanderers as an excuse to fly you out to him. 

He pulls away, leaving you both panting for air. As he continues his feverish ruts into you, he huffs into your ear, “You can take it. You’re my good little dove, right?”

The look of complete and utter desperation in his eyes makes you want to give into every wish and whim of the silver-haired man before you. So you nod obediently, closing your eyes in satisfaction when his fingers rub soothing circling into your palms. It’s a jarring contrast, the way his hand caresses you affectionately while his cock ravages you relentlessly. It makes you delirious with ecstasy, and your body is no different.

Your cunt throbs with the need to come undone, the coil tightening so tightly that your abdomen threatens to burst. From the pleasure of his touch or from his massive cock seemingly trying to find its way into your throat, you’re unsure. 

“S-so deep,” you cry, digging your nails into his hand as it holds yours in place. Your back slides up the wall at every one of his deliberate pointed thrusts, a mere ragdoll to his ravenous hunger against the cold dripping wall.

Sylus, groans. You feel a slight shift in energy, and Sylus moving beneath you. But your position against the wall doesn’t change. Sylus’s Evol gently grips your thighs, keeping you suspended as his arm that held you up is now free to press down on your tummy. 

“I know, doll. Can you feel me all the way here?” he draws his words out seductively, pressing down on where your walls bulge against your pulsing naval. 

You squeal at the overstimulation of him physically pressing your cunt down onto his cock that still spears in and out of you wildly. Sylus removes his hand to press it against your lips, his index and middle fingers slipping into your lips that are still parted mid-scream. 

His digits press down on your tongue, faintly tasting like his expensive body wash, “Shhh, Y/N. We wouldn’t want anyone to hear, hm?”

You whine. Truth be told, the imminent danger behind his words only gets you more and more excited, closer to the edge. His forceful fingers toying with your tongue only fueled your filthy desires more, and your body reacts just as eagerly. 

Sylus bits the inside of his cheek, swearing as your tight walls convulse tightly onto him. Your pussy unknowingly constricts the thick throbbing veins that press of his erection, pressed snugly into your sweetest spots. 

“Ah, my sweet girl is so filthy. Did you like that? Like the idea of someone watching me fuck you dumb?”

His condescending words have you shaking your head, still hanging on to your slim shred of dignity. Sylus chuckles, nuzzling into your neck.

“You can’t lie to me, little bird. I can feel the truth.”

“F-feels s-ooo good,” you admit, throwing all embarrassment to the wind. Sylus swears at how adorably muffled your words are against his fingers, how your eyes are hooded with pleasure as they watch him dreamily. The adoration in your stare was so palpable, hearts nearly reflected in your eyes. His knees buckle as he admires your beautiful face, so angelically fucked out that it ruined him. 

Sylus shifts you into his single arm once more. He could easily keep you secured in the air with his Evol for hours yet, but at this moment he wants nothing more than to be as close to you as possible. He wraps one of your arms around his neck, intertwining his fingers with your other hand.

“Hold on tight, my love,” he rasps against your collar, bringing your intertwined fingers above your hand and against the wall for leverage. His thrusts take on an unprecedented intensity, the globes of your ass slapping against the wall in loud, filthy, and wet paps. His vigor makes it easy for him to hammer into your g-spot at every thrust, having you reaching the summit of your orgasm all too quickly. 

“Sy-Sylus! I-I’m so close,” you wail, fingers desperately clutching his, other hand digging into the back of his neck.

Sylus is close too, weeks of pent up emotion and need brimming to the point of boiling over. The only thing keeping him sane is the grip he has on your hand.

“Need to cum in you,” he hisses, driving into you harder as he nears his peak, “Need to breed you so full of my cum, hm?” 

You nod eagerly at his filthy words, clutching onto him for dear life, “I’m c-cum—“ 

Sylus cuts you off, smashing his lips into yours. It must’ve been a sight to behold, the way Sylus had you locked in a passionate kiss, his hand holding yours above your head, his body pushing you up against the wall, pelvis wet from your arousal as his silver hair brushes repeatedly against your clit.

It was all enough to have you finally releasing all over his defined abdomen. You squirt against his stomach, eyes squeezing shut as his tongue claims your very breath. Your climax is powerful, mind-numbing, and utterly explosive. 

Sylus huffs in pleasure as he feels your dripping thighs slapping against him, his own orgasm imminent. Your cunt continues to throb in the afterglow of your climax, wringing tightly against his violent ruts.

Finally, he climaxes inside you, moaning wildly into your mouth as he continues to devour you,  thrusting through the intense waves of pleasure. His abdomen trembles, involuntary quivers wracking his body as rope after rope of his thick seed pours into you.  

His lips pull away and he leans his forehead against yours, his entire body still quivering with waves of the intense overstimulation. His chest heaves violently with the pounding of his rapid heartbeat, his fingers still tied to yours, tracing gentle shapes in your tingling skin. 

Sylus chuckles, the sound gentle and warm and the vibrations reverberating onto your own body as he clings to you still. 

His eyes glimmer with amusement, his fingers capturing your chin again and pulling it downward to where your bodies remain connected. His voice is tender and mischievous, “It’s just like you to make such a mess when you’ve already used up all the water.”

You blush furiously when met with the image of your bodies, fit against each other together like puzzle pieces, glimmering with a wet sheen that was definitely not water. Your red satin nightdress had ridden up, the lace embroidering of the hem soaked. The argent dusting of hair on Sylus’s pelvis was matted in both your arousals. It was an absolutely sinful sight. 

“P-put me down!” you hiss, tapping his chest, “We have to find a way to clean this up.” 

Sylus raises his eyebrow at you, “Sweetheart, the only thing keeping the mess inside is my co–” 

Your hands come together to cover his mouth, “Don’t say another word.”

Sylus chuckles into your hand, his breath warm and tickling You feel a sharp, but gentle, nip.

“Hey! Don’t bite m–OW!”

—--

The night air is brisk, sounds of ancient handbells ringing out softly as the dark sky twinkles with distant stars. A nearby bonfire rages, the sound of crackling of wood mixing with the distant chime of bells. And yet, it’s Sylus’s large body holding yours that keeps you warm against the gentle night breeze of the desert. 

The hammock the two of you cuddle in swings lazily, Sylus’s fingers languidly stroking your hair as he tells you myths of the Gods and humans that once resided in this very valley. 

“What about your world? What was your life like as a kid?”

Sylus is still as his body cradles your own, his fingers crushing the blossoms that had fallen into his palm. He hesitates for a second before saying, “Nothing special. I struggled to survive.”

Your heart clenches painfully at his words. His voice is nonchalant, yet something about his words is melancholic. Eerily wistful. 

“I never imagined that one day, we’d be sitting in a place like this. Having discussions about the world,” you whisper.

You look up to catch Sylus staring at you. For a brief second, you catch the emotions in his eyes. They’re desperate, pleading with yours. For what, you’re unsure. He quickly blinks, the cerise orbs returning to their natural state.

“Do you think we’re talking about the same world?” His voice is unbearably gentle, his words confusingly cryptic, as if edged with a double meaning that you can’t quite grasp.

“I’m not sure,” you confess softly.

There’s a brief moment of silence. You continue, “Today is when people give flowers to each other in Linkon, but…”  Your voice trails off. You gently dust off the fallen petals that’d landed on his shoulder, hand reaching to brush over his heart as you pick up a branch of the delicate flowers off his abdomen.. 

“Could those flowers bloom in this kind of soil?” You ponder aloud, holding the cluster of fallen and wilting blossoms, so different from the vibrant and thriving ones you’re familiar with in Linkon.

You glance up at Sylus again. The shadows of the palm trees above you obscure one side of his face, the other half haloed by the soft glow of the moonlight. He looks threateningly ethereal. The pools of carmine in his eyes glow as they search yours. Like earlier, they glimmer with inexplicable emotions that seem to plead with yours. Begging you for…something.

But he doesn’t speak, instead taking the cluster of wilted blossoms from your fingers. He twirls them in his fingertips, inspecting them carefully. He strokes the browning petals, a strange look of nostalgia flickering across his face. 

You don’t understand, but you reach out for his hand, squeezing his fingers in yours. He squeezes you back, still looking mournfully at the flowers in his fingertips, almost as if remembering a painful memory. 

Finally, Sylus turns to you. His smile is devastatingly beautiful and tragic all at once, his finger moving to tuck the loose strands of hair behind your ear.  His piercing red eyes bore straight into your soul, the faint luminosity of his Aether core beating behind them.

“I’ve seen far more beautiful flowers bloom in this desert.”

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✦ FULL OF FAN BEHAVIOR, M. VERSTAPPEN

everybody knows that this account is full of max. from his first win to now, from his most random things to his glory time, she's always there to post his pictures. they only know her as his friend and nothing more, but who is she actually?

req: Saw your post for smau requests, maybe a Max Verstappen where people don't realise his girlfriends account is you know her official verified account. Because practically every single post is about Max. Full on fan behaviour, in the sense she was his first fan as his childhood friend, she has been there supporting him since they were kids, and now they're adults and together, but some habits doesn't change.

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   ⤷ username username it's him in torro rosso, so that's why he looks more like a teenager.

username it's not even thursday yet, but i had a bad feeling for this week's throwback thursday.

verstappenight

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verstappenight boo! happy halloween #throwbackthursday

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username what did i say, my feelings are never lying

carlossainz55 Got you! 😆🤣

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 If I got a heart attack next week, it'll be completely your fault

landonorris is halloween on 29 or 30?

   ⤷ username depends on what region you're in, i guess?

   ⤷ landonorris don't guess, answer.

maxverstappen1 And how are you even managed to take this?? Seriously. yourusername

username I can't believe it's actually Carlos who did this

   ⤷ username Yeah, but I think this is so Carlos-like behavior.

username i would do that face too if someone dressed as scream beside me

username Who is running this fanpage?

username why are you liking him so much?

   ⤷ yourusername because he is so nice, cool, and he looks like sid from ice age which is my favorite character.

   ⤷ danielricciardo we got a whole stack of characters here: first we got maximus the horse from tangled, sid from ice age, and then what? jimmy neutron?

username 😂😂😂ajajaja mira su cara!

verstappenight

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verstappenight found this on twitter and now i can't stop laughing! can't wait to send this to my family group.

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maxverstappen1 I really can't trust you with my digital footprint 🤦🏻‍♂️

   ⤷ verstappenight i found this on twitter alright, it's not taken by me!

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 Still.

   ⤷ carlossainz55 Ooh, someone's upset...

username who is this person behind this account?

username Why is his reaction is always looking so hilarious

username Max: 😦

username i feel him

username you sure it's not throwback thursday?

MID 2023

verstappenight

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verstappenight i changed throwback thursday with this questionable sense of max's fashion. hope that's alright.

photo credit via verstauri on twitter.

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username NOOOOOOOOOOOO

username #bringbackthrowbackthursday

charles_leclerc If you get rid of throwback Thursday, how am I going to tease him?

   ⤷ verstappenight by searching it on pinterest🤷🏻‍♀️

username Is that real or photoshopped?

username Okay, I know throwback thursday is made a long time ago since 2015 but man I really miss it sm... 💔💔

   ⤷ verstappenight same, but some people don't need that old max (except for charles). we need the new one because life goes on -max via my message

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 I don't remember saying it

   ⤷ verstappenight shut up

username oh cmon i know charles want it because he's in love with max

   ⤷ username should i be surprised?

   ⤷ username i mean if there's no throwback thursday, who's going to tease him with his past when she's not there

   ⤷ username Daniel and Lando or Y/n could...

   ⤷ username oh come on, i don't even know who's the person behind this account anyway, for EIGHT YEARS

   ⤷ username As if you've never heard of twitter, just search her username and you'll see her REAL face.

THE TWEET SHE MEANT:

verstappenight

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verstappenight guess which one is the real one

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schecoperez The first one of course!😂🤣

username since when did checos ass becoming that juicy

   ⤷ username since he listened to daddy yankee's song on repeat

   ⤷ danielricciardo His actual morning routine:

username the first one because what else would he be doing if not eating omelette and seeing checo's ass in the morning

   ⤷ username even checo himself agrees

username I'm glad that she still post here, even though there's no throwback thursday anymore😞😔

   ⤷ username but i guess even though we did not have throwback thursday anymore, we still have this crack post of him😄

TWITTER, 3 DAYS AFTER THE COMMENTS ON VERSTAPPENIGHT'S DADDY POST:

maxverstappen1 added a photo to their story! 2h

ON THE OTHER HAND, HER ACTUAL IG:

yourusername

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yourusername good moooorniiiiinggggg from my room<3

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username Thank God it's not private

username damn yall work faster than the fbi

username Anyone come here from twitter?

username Omg I've never realized max pulled this hottie ever since they were born

username THIS IS VERSTAPPENIGHT ADMIN?????

   ⤷ username eight years of waiting is finally getting payed off..

username why are you even choosing max to be your man when there's charles or daniel who's sexier

   ⤷ yourusername sometimes i don't need looks to see to be having someone like max. he's my best friend first, and i'm glad i choose him right the first place.

   ⤷ username Oh that's sweet...

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 I love you too, My biggest fan.

   ⤷ username I LOVE YOU TOO??????💔💔

   ⤷ username oh my god max is having a REAL relationship with a fan account admin

   ⤷ username AWOOP🚨🚔 THEIR MEDIUM LAUNCH????

yourusername

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yourusername nobody knows that this phone addict is once my best friend. happy birthday maximus! 🥳🤍

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landonorris happy birthday facebook dad.

maxverstappen1 I once again not going to take the Maximus name. It makes me feel like a horse from Rapunzel.

   ⤷ yourusername wait, you've watch tangled before?

danielricciardo Happy birthday, Big boy.

redbullracing Happy birthday to our number one champion! 🥳🥳

username awww baby maxiee🥺🥺🥺

lewishamilton Happy birthday, mate!

carlossainz55 To be honest, your real account is sometimes still kinda feels like your other one.

   ⤷ yourusername force of habit probably?

   ⤷ carlossainz55 No, it's because you're acting like Max's biggest fan everywhere.

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 That's probably because she is.

   ⤷ yourusername wipe that smug smile off your face while you're typing

username He looks the same weirdly or not

username AHA I FOUND YOU VERSTAPPENIGHT ADMIN

username i love how she just hanging to his arm like they're been a couple since god knows how long

username SHE'S SOO LUCKYYY

username i'm gonna melt

username i feel like it's a hard launch, but she have been doing this for a long time ago

sophiekumpen 🥳🥳🥳

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 How was I going to get her bad side if she's there and looking so beautifully?

👤: yourusername, verstappenight

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landonorris poetic. remember your other girlfriend's waiting

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 I don't remember having another one?

   ⤷ charles_leclerc How are you even forget about us?

yourusername awww i can't believe you tag the fan account one too!! i love you so much!!!

   ⤷ maxverstappen1 I love you too❤️

username #justiceforcharles #lestappenforever

username SHE'S SOOOO CUTE no wonder max pulled her

victoriaverstappen I didn't know you pulled this cutie

   ⤷ danielricciardo Me too until I found out yesterday at the club

username poetic max is going to be the end of me

username I really had a bad feelings of he becoming poetic and gets all over like this

username Okay, this is max's hard launch. And now I'm waiting for Y/n's

   ⤷ username i thought she already doing it for so many times at verstappenight? 😏🤭

yourusername

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yourusername 💌

📸: landonorris

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username PARENTS CONFIRMED???

username YESS (adopt me pls)

username is verstappenight still going to be there? let's see for the next two days...

username verstappenight nation how do we feel after this? (we can get a new max pic daily)

username i'm gonna thank lando forever for this

username With the bouquet, the dim light, and the black and white + sepia filters. What are they doin that night?

username AWWW ROMANTIC😍😍

danielricciardo They left Charles in the back that night

⤷ landonorris aww poor him. but anyway...

username how are you converting from lestappen to this one so fast?

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and you know i gotta say. the vast majority of the people losing their shit this weekend made it very clear that they do not understand the difference between "artists who want a measure of comfort in their lives" and "the billionaires actually being targeted by phrases like eat the rich." that is such a weird thing to be so proud to announce to the whole entire internet.

it's also extremely weird to behave as though any individual is entitled to an artist's work for free. or that the audience should be the final say in determining what an artist creates. there is a major difference between the betrayal of an artist who produces art and then banks on their social capital to engage in harmful, violent, bigoted behavior (like jk rowling) and the "betrayal" of an artist who decides that they should be or need to be compensated for their work. the latter isn't actually a betrayal at all. it's just a shift.

the thing is that the watcher boys didn't invent capitalism, they didn't invent the streaming model, they didn't invent youtube or patreon. they aren't getting 100% of the money from either. their merch doesn't magically appear as if made by elves while they sleep. their videos don't happen out of nowhere and without incurring bills. they have a business which employs people, and sure, you can say they employ too many people, but do they actually? a bunch of randos on the internet don't actually know that. they don't know these job titles, or how necessary it is to have everyone there. it's pure speculation. the entire company exists within a system they did not invent and are trying to stay afloat in said system while a bunch of assholes on the internet berate them for not acquiescing to their every whim at the expense of their artistic integrity, their ability to compensate their staff fairly, and their ability to keep making art.

and jumping from "i want to continue enjoying this artist's work for free" to "i think people should be fired and the remaining employees should be given greater responsibilities and more tasks to complete" is wild to me. there's nothing leftist in that and so trying to leverage leftist jargon to prove some sort of moral superiority is fucking wild, it's disingenuous, and it's sketchy as hell. you're allowed to be disappointed. you're not magically exempt from being told you're being an asshole if you decide your disappointment entitles you to take part in asshole behavior.

"but we don't want something heavily produced and we don't want these shows" then don't watch! that's it! don't watch! you are not being held hostage and forced to engage with this content. you have the choice not to. throwing a tantrum and launching racist vitriol at steven lim and demanding he step down as CEO shows a level of entitlement and childishness that, frankly, i wish they could have ignored, but they're both kinder & more patient than i am.

anyway congratulations to watcher on their new streaming service and their gorgeous new website, congratulations to the boys on a new step in their careers and on achieving something they've made clear they've wanted for ages, thank you to the boys for all their hard work and for sharing their creativity with us. thank you too for taking such a big and genuinely brave step to no longer be beholden to major corporations and advertisers so you can make the art you want to make. thank you to steven lim for taking so many steps back to keep the company running and for doing your best in a shit economy and while being targeted by this kind of nastiness online. and thank you to the entire team at @wearewatcher for continuing to do amazing work despite being treated like shit by the fan community at large on the internet while you're trying to make a living and create art. you all deserve better than you've been shown of late and i hate that such an exciting moment got overshadowed by so many temper tantrums.

because the whole fucking point, the dream, is getting to make the art that matters to them, without being held back. i'm sorry y'all don't want the heavily produced and high quality shit but your preferences as a member of an audience are not the law by which artists should abide. they are artists and they are free to, and deserve to, make the art they want to make.

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     “Y/n!” Chan yelled as he chased his girlfriend down the back of the venue. 

     She completely ignored him. Not wanting to hear much of him at the moment after she watched his entire set. The crowd thrusting things on stage for him and his band and almost themselves a couple times and her boyfriend said nothing. 

      Some fans had some meet and greet passes for the band which was normal. Y/n stood with staff till it was over. Boiling in how many women attempted to flirt — some even kiss the cheek of — her boyfriend. He kindly turned it down at first but soon he just stopped and took the photos. Immediately after the last of the fans left she left towards the back with Chan hot on her tail 

     “Go to one of your other girlfriends!”

     “Baby,” Chan managed to get in front of her and stop her, “Fan service is part of my job. You know this.”

     “Since when is letting fans kiss you part of your job?”

     “I’m sorry. I should have stopped everyone of them but just repeating myself was getting tiring.”

     “Whatever,” Y/n rolled her eyes and pushed past her boyfriend

     Chan knew she could get jealous. He’s known since they got together. He’s never minded much, he always knew how to remind her he was hers. 

     “Baby girl,” Chan grabbed her waist and turned her around just for him to spin out of his grip. “If you turn your back on me again, you better be bending over.” 

     Y/n stopped and looked at him, “Bend me over yourself.”

     That’s all Chan needed to drag her to the nearest bathroom and lock the door behind them. Quickly bending her over the sink and pushing her bottoms down along with her panties. Keeping a hand on the back of her neck as he licked his fingers then ran them between her folds. 

     Y/n watched him in the mirror trying to push herself up and turn around. All her actions stopped as his fingers pushed into her. Moaning as he stretched her open. “There's my girl. Just needed a couple fingers in her.”

     “Barely feel them,” Y/n lied, just to rile him up.

     Y/n whined as he grabbed the front of her neck, pulling her back to him. “What was that baby girl?” 

     “Barely feel them,” Y/n repeated. 

     Chan hummed and bent her back over the sink. Pinning her against the surface as his fingers slid out of her. She heard rustling and metal clinking behind her. A moment later she felt his tip spreading her slick and his precum. Moaning as he pushed in behind her. Watching her jaw drop in the mirror.

     “Feel that baby?” Chan asked

     “No,” Y/n stammered 

     Chan hummed behind her. He gave her a few seconds before he started moving. Not saying to start slow and opting to fuck the attitude out of her as quick as possible. Watching her facade visually fall apart in the mirror even though she was still denying it verbally. 

     “Fuck,” Y/n moaned

     “Wanna keep lying to me baby?”

     “No,” Y/n moaned. “Feels good.”

     “Yeah. The only girl I fuck like this. Only girl I fuck.”

     “Wanna cum,” Y/n moaned

     “Not tonight baby. Bad girls don't get rewards,” Chan said

     “Ch—“ Y/n paused as he spanked her ass. 

     “Start listening and maybe I’ll let you cum when we get back to the hotel.” 

     “‘M sorry,”

     Chan laughed behind her as his pace picked up. Drilling himself into her as his orgasm built up. Feeling her walls pulse around him and get tighter with each thrust before he finally let go. Pushing himself deep in her as filled her. 

     Y/n whined under him as he painted her insides. Trying to fuck her self back on him to no avail. Her boyfriend pulled out after a few moments. Pulling her up and kissing her cheek, “I love you. No one else.”

     “Love you too,” Y/n hummed 

     “Wanna go back to the hotel room?” 

     “Please.”

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DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS (PT 2): GOJO SATORU & GETO SUGURU

Synopsis: When you have questions about physical intimacy Satoru and Suguru are quick to answer them.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, satosugu x fem!reader, pet names, praise, teasing, fingering, finger sucking, spanking, begging, oral (f + m receiving), cum eating, watching porn, masturbation, blowjob, handjob, titjob, face sitting, marking

Part 1 >Part 2< Part 3

You were just a couple of pals who made out once and a while and went out together all the time, some would say you were dating but the thought never really crossed your mind, mainly because you didn't dare think about it. Especially since the kisses you shared weren't given on the regular, even quick pecks hidden from the public's eyes, it was because these were your dirty little secrets.

Up until then every last one of your questions seemed quite plain, never really teetering over the edge to enter taboo territory, but that was until the high school first year, Satoru, forced the three of you to watch a rated R movie he rented under one of his butlers' names as your ever wealthy Satoru, born from the Gojo estate, abused his power once again, much to your disapproval.

The film was fine at first, sure the language was coarse as they dropped the f bomb more than the usual movies you were permitted to view so you thought the rating was just an overreaction made by some picky conservative parents or something, but quickly this film told you otherwise, the people who decided the age category to target this film towards yelling, "I told you so," right into your face as you watched the two actors begin to strip each other bare, lithe fingers unbuttoning the girl's blouse only for him to sexily rip off his tank top, revealing his rippling muscles to the camera as his hand snaked behind her back, unclasping her bra as her boobs spilled out, leaving the panting woman no time to catch her breath as his unrelenting lips broke from her mouth to suckle on her...tits? you were pretty sure that was the kind of language he used when he murmured into her hair, "your tits are so pretty," before leaning in.

The sight made your eyes narrow, watching as she let out a loud moan as his lips bite down onto her nipple as you found your hand coming up to slightly pat your own, now presenting chest. "Does it really feel that good," you ask skeptically, ignorantly unaware at the way two sets of teenage boy eyes made their way to you, adam apples bobbing in their throat and you didn't even think to question why there were pillows in their laps with a blanket over all your shoulders despite the weather growing warmer with each day. The awkwardness that first started creeping up your neck as the two characters made out, in a way that seemed far too intense, to lead to anything other than filthy, receding, that ashamed tinge that you think you are supposed to feel not really hitting you as you stared more confused than aroused by the sex scene that played out before you.

"I think so," Satoru scrunched his face, starting to feel like a nonbeliever as he shifted, no longer entranced by the erotic scene as he was before, despite this being his first introduction into the sinful world he always saw hinted at in all the shows he watched where male protagonists fell commonly fell into busty boobs and steam covered private parts as characters walked in on each other naked, fan service going crazy to try and keep eyes captivated on the screen, to find something to keep people around as the general plot was never any good. "Aren't you supposed to know, you're the girl," he huffed confused.

"Well I dunno," you mumble, "I don't think so," you tilt your head, you've scratched your breasts before when they were itchy and squeezed at your hanging boobs while in the shower, trying to wash away your sweat during the sticky summer months but nothing had ever made you moan, or even lightly gasp at even a fraction of the volume she did.

"She might just be faking it," Suguru nodded, "She is an actor," he says as though it's obvious as you watched as her, "nghs," and her, "ahs," started to seem more forced then natural, kinda sounding like when Satoru mocked your high pitched hiccups, that he claimed sounded like those rubber squeaky chickens, that Suguru brought you a cup of water to try and eradicate. 

"Guess so," you murmur, watching as her pink glossed lips parted into a pretty, 'oh,' shape, it was kind of a shame that it sounded so forced, the actor probably sounds really nice when she actually moaned.

"Now this scene feels annoying," Satoru huffed, side eying you, "way to ruin the mood," and you gaped at him.

"Hey!" you pout, "it's not my fault it looks so fake," you grumble, watching as Satoru leaned forward to skip past the scene, hitting different points along the progress bar and you watched as flickers of different moments flashed before you, brief images of her hand in his hair, him hovering over her, their pants coming off, and then the roll of his hips against where her private parts were, their bodies shaking but the camera not explicitly showing where they met, probably because they weren't actually having sex, until finally Satoru found where the sex ended and it was the morning after where they both lay nude in bed, coddled in each others arms and you had to admit that the scene of him cuddling their naked forms together as he pressed kisses into her neck with a good morning made you slightly aroused, the specks of praise you could hear him murmur as she caressed his chest making your thighs squeeze together just the tiniest bit.

The next time you mention sex is in your second year of high school, except it's not with Suguru or Satoru at all, but with your friend Ieiri Shoko. The two of you are sat in her bedroom, your backs leaning against the side of her bed as you found yourself seated on the floor again. Her laptop is open wide about a meter or so in front of you as the two of you huddled together, array of snacks in front of you as you commenced your annual girls' movie night.

She pulled the movie into full screen mode before hitting play, but instead of being greeted by the title scene of a classic chick flick you felt a desire to watch, the illegal website you pirated the film off of forced you into an ad, and not just any ad, it was a commercial for a porn site, you watched in surprised as a fully naked woman popped up in front of you, her tits shaking as her hips grinded down onto a pillow, rolling forward and the high pitched sound of her breathy moans spilled from Shoko's laptop speakers, the girl beside you not even bothering to lower the volume as her parents weren't home as the woman started pitching the website, "wanna see me cum! Then click the link and-" you zoned her out, more intrigued by the way her bare cunt slid against the fabric of her pillow.

"Why is she doing that," you mumble out, staring as her hips circle and you begin to see the white cushion start to turn damp.

"Humping her pillow or advertising for a porn site," Shoko hummed, not phased in the slightest at the scene that soon ended, returning you back to the film you were trying to watch.

"Humping," you ask, replaying the scene in your mind, "how does that feel good," you pondered, brows furrowed in confusion, your limited knowledge on all things sex related very much only focused on the actual intercourse and that's mostly because of all the sex-ed talks you had in school.

"It's because she's rubbing her clit on the pillow," the woman beside you answered nonchalantly, placing a blue gummy into your parted lips as you hummed in understanding, the word clit one of the few words stored in your little dictionary, eyes briefing over it a couple times when reading YA novels where the author decided to add in a spicy little smut scene. "It kept catching on the wrinkles," she continued, tearing open a bag, "but her moans were a little exaggerated." 

"How do you know?" you tilt your head, opening your mouth again, letting her place a fuzzy peach inside from her newly open snack.

"Well you aren't going to feel that good from a pillow," she explains, "I mean unless she was riding like the seam of it or something, but even then... " she trails off "regardless it isn't going to stimulate her well," she muses watching as the establishing shots and upbeat music slowly faded and zoned in on one of the characters voices.

Your next interaction with the topic is a couple months later. You sat around the low lying wooden table you set up in your bedroom, an array of coloured pens and mechanical pencils presented atop the surface as you scribbled graphite over the sheets of your notebook, textbook tucked in front of you as you sat cross legged on the floor, a cushion beneath your bum so you wouldn't feel the tingly pins and needles from sitting so long. Your friends Gojo and Geto are with you, sitting on the side of the table adjacent to where you remain perched, the consistent clicking of Satoru's pen had Suguru kicking him beneath your note packages before you found yourself puzzled by a particularly tricky math problem.

"Have you done number 8 b yet," you speak out, leaving the question for either one of them to answer but instead of a polite, yes or no, like you wished for, of course you had to be teased first.

"How are you still on number 8," Satoru snickers, earning him a pinch on his surprisingly toned arm, his lanky limbs beginning to grow just a touch beefier as he formed a newfound interest in the gym.

"I didn't ask you to make fun of me, I asked for help," you huffed, tapping the question in your textbook.

"I got x squared minus four x minus five," Suguru chimed from beside you and you groaned at your very much incorrect answer.

"Howww," you whined, staring at your different list of numbers as you reached for your eraser to try and rub away the shameful markings as Suguru slid his notebook into your eye line.

"Don't trust him," Satoru hums from your left and you offer him a skeptical glare. 

"What do you mean?"

"I got x squared plus four x minus five," he chimes and Suguru furrows his brows, "someone must've mixed up his subtraction and addition symbols," the snowy haired boy sing songed.

"Yeah you," Suguru bites back, staring at the terms he combined only to find no error.

"Yeah right," Satoru huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned to inspect Suguru's notebook. "See you made that a negative, it's a positive" the boy tapped onto the page, "it's a positive minus a negative, there are brackets around the negative eight" and Suguru scrunched his face before tapping another part of the page

"It's a positive plus a negative and as far as I'm concerned four plus negative eight is negative four" he corrected.

"Nuh uh," Satoru huffed, "it's a positive minus a negative"

"No it's not," Suguru growled and suddenly you watched as the two began to bicker and you let out an exasperated sigh.

"Fine then I'll just put the question into a math checker and then we'll see that I'm right," Satoru snarkily harrumphed, grabbing his phone and unlocking it, needing to search up a generator as he didn't already have an app installed.

You waited as he clicked open his search engine, eager to figure out the answer more for your own greed then their competition but you were surprised.

Not surprised in the sense that the internet gave a different answer then both Satoru and Suguru, but because as Satoru clicked inside his browser app a sharp and airy moan left his phone speakers. Wait scratch that, you guess you were surprised because the internet gave you a different answer than you were expecting, an answer not really related to math at all.

You've never seen Satoru's hands move quicker, flying to click down the volume before shutting off his phone, the dark screen greeting you as it clattered to the table and a lingering silence filled the space before a cackle broke out from your right. "Was that porn!" Suguru laughed, looking at Satoru's flushed cheeks incredulously.

Porn... you never really thought about the fact that people actually watched it, but then again why wouldn't they.

"No!" Satoru tried to retort but the pink painting the apples of his face gave him away. "It was, I-just," and he began to stumble over his words, trying to come up with a logical excuse only to find no lie that made sense.

What else sounds like a high pitched breathy sigh of a moan?

"Just what," Suguru chuckled, finding humour in Satoru's embarrassment, "or is your ring tone someone having sex," the man said, a shit eating grin splaying across his lips.

"I-" and finally Satoru simply sighed, resting his flushing cheeks in his palms as he avoided eye contact with the two of you as Suguru merely cackled. 

"Can I see," you blurt out suddenly, prying eyes staring intently on the dark screen gracing the front of Satoru's shut off phone, the two boys beside you staring at you with widened eyes.

"Huh!" Satoru exclaimed, brows furrowing, staring at you as though you had grown a third head.

"I want to see," you reiterate, hands reaching forward for Satoru's phone, immensely curious, as your unsatiated brain grew in it's interest of the video that once played on his device.

"You heard her," Suguru merely chuckles, recovering from his initial shock as he scooched closer to your side, leaning over your shoulder to muse at the blushing boy, "show us," and carefully, with movements full of hesitation and flickering eyes that held the words,'are you sure?' Satoru clicked open his phone, he had never really been able to decline yours and Suguru's requests anyways.

"Perverts," the white haired boy merely mumbles under his breath, punching in his password without bothering to hide it, knowing full well the two of you already knew what numbers unlocked his phone.

"Says you," Suguru smirks, thighs pressed against yours as he sat at your side, Satoru coming to sit on your other side as you reach for his phone, holding the device in your hands as you watched an erotic image display in front of your elated gaze, anticipation filling you as the video began to play, two boys sandwiching you between them as they eyed the film in your hands.

As you watched the video play you began to understand why porn was a thriving industry.

You watched as her ass reverberated against toned thighs, her back to the camera as the man she rode lay on his own back, her hips jumping and falling with sensual claps as whiny and satisfied moans broke past her lips. Your eyes never left, barely blinking, scared to miss the scene, watching as she satisfied herself on her own accord, setting the pace as she rolled her body, the faint groans that you assumed came from her partner echoing out of Satoru's speakers as you clicked up the sound.

Despite the fact that you scrutinized the video so closely you failed to acknowledge the uncanny resemblance the woman had to your own figure, her same coloured hair eerily cut in a similar style to your own, her skin tone only a fraction of a shade darker than your own, her body shape so very similar, dipping and curving in ways your own hips do. If you actually bothered to notice you would've had to take a moment to question if the woman in the video was actually you, only to recall that you've never had sex, let alone filmed it and uploaded it to a website for others pleasure.

However what your ignorant eyes failed to notice Suguru's inquisitive ones caught almost immediately, a knowing dance sparkling behind his irises as he sent a coy grin towards Satoru who only blushed at the fact.

The hypnotic effect her jiggling ass had on you keeping you away from feeling the way Suguru leaned behind your head, the mesmerizing song she sung occupying your ears from hearing the deep whisper Suguru spread into Satoru's ears.

"Don't worry, I like watching her too." 

If you weren't so busy watching as the website auto-played yet another video by the actress you would've caught Satoru's face growing redder with parted lips as Suguru not only discovered his dirty little secret but also shared it.

You continued to stare at the new set of scenes that unfolded in front of you, watching as her face was still unseen as she presented her ass to the camera once more, her face burrowed in the sheets while she rested on her knees with her ass in the air.

Face down ass up, that's what it was called, right?

Her hands gently spread her ass cheeks, hips shaking as she displayed both her holes with such confidence it made you shudder before her fingers slithered towards her cunt, deft digits toying with her clit, rolling it and you couldn't help but think of the woman who had humped her pillow. So any type of friction against your clit was supposed to make you feel good, you concluded, watching as her hand traveled down the bud to run through her folds that glistened beneath her carefully set up lights, finger growing wet with her slick and then you gasped.

A sudden, shocked, slightly loud sound that had both boy's snapping their attention to you.

Had you finally noticed the woman in question looked like you, had you realized that you were watching porn and were suddenly disgusted. Satoru's brain was running rampant, did you think he was a weir- the question could barely finish being asked in his brain before you asked another.

"Doesn't that hurt," you murmur in disbelief, watching as one of her fingers pumped inside her dampening cunt, slipping inside before quickly adding another one, making you recoil as you felt your own pussy tingle as you squeezed your thighs.

"Hurt?" Suguru questioned, watching as the woman fucked herself with her hand "baby you know what happens during sex right," he furrows his brows, pushing you with a query to distract you from the name that spilled from his lips easily.

"I mean yeah," you murmur with warming cheeks, "but still..." the idea of putting your fingers inside your body like that made you shudder with fear, "it looks kinda scary."

"Wait," Satoru suddenly perks, eyes wide on you as he stared "does this mean you've never masturbated before," and it was your turn to flush, embarrassed, when had the attention shifted from teasing Satoru, to teasing you, as the white haired boy stared at you coyly. 

"I- well," you stammer, feeling yourself grow hot as their eyes trained on your warming form, "i-it's scary!" you huffed and you could hear Satoru laugh while Suguru let out a light chuckle. "What are you laughing at!" you yell, punching the porn watching boy who was supposed to be the one getting bullied. "Y-You just have to like, tug on it and it feels good b-but I," you stumble, "I have to put something inside a-and that alone doesn't feel good, you have to play with your clit and find like a g-spot or something," you begin to ramble, stating off lines you've heard Shoko say as she explained the concept of masturbating to you as you watched the chick flick together, curiosity taking you over after watching the woman roll her hips.

"Mhm," Suguru hums, "well I'm sorry that we just have to tug on it," he cackles at your choice of words as your face burns, "but I mean, if you ever need help overcoming your fear you can call us," he states so bluntly it had you squirming.

"What do you mean call you!" you scrunch your face, hitting his shoulder as well, as Satoru muses.

"He means call us and we'll teach you," the boy coos and you could only huff in aggravation as they clearly continued to tease you, relishing in the reactions you couldn't keep at bay.

For months the film haunted you, popping to the forefront of your brain sporadically throughout the day, whether it was at home, during class, or when you were sat studying with your friend's in your room again, your mind always seemed to wander back to the woman and the way she pushed her fingers inside her cunt.

After a while you went on the hunt to find her, opening websites on your phone and while you couldn't find the same one you went down a rabbit hole of watching many different attractive women masturbating for a camera. It was strange you thought, the idea of putting a finger inside yourself but as you lay awake at night, coddled up in your blankets you can't seem to let the image go.

Your room is quiet, your window locked, the blinds tightly closed as your door was sealed shut. Your duvet is warm against your body as you pull it up higher against your chest, tucking it beneath your chin as you squeeze your thighs together.

You should really be asleep but the thought keeps haunting you.

Did it really feel that good.

It felt strange, usually you pressed your thighs together until they were sore and you were tired to try and relieve the arousing itch, but this time you couldn't help yourself when you snaked an experimental finger beneath your pants and you gently begin to run your finger over your folds, brushing them against the fabric of your panties like you've seen done a multitude of times during your porn viewing experience.

Usually this was where she'd let out a breathy whine or moan but you found no sound ready to escape your lips. It felt funny but as your finger brushed a little higher on your cunt, where you knew your clit should be, it felt slightly different, a little tingly as you rubbed but other than that there was nothing.

You shouldn't be doing this but you couldn't help yourself.

Your hand carefully traveled into your underwear, the waistband resting on your wrist as you toyed with your folds, carefully pulling them apart, they were slightly damp but they didn't feel as sticky as you imagined when you saw the women's glistening holes, maybe you weren't wet enough

Carefully you snuck your hand from your cunt to your mouth, feeling yourself grow a little embarrassed with yourself as you suckled on your index finger, mimicking the way you saw one woman do, coating your finger in your saliva before experimentally trekking it back into your pants, spit brushing against your stomach before you rubbed it over your cunt, feeling it grow a tad bit more slippery as you brought a hand to your clit.

You brushed against it, fingers tracing up and down and moving it in circles, trying all varying techniques you've witnessed behind a screen as you tried to elicit a warm pleasure but all you felt was a small tingle every once and a while, the sparks began to grow but it never seemed to last, feeling nice before receding as your hand couldn't seem to keep a consistent enough pace against your dampening clit, sparks flying but no flame as your cunt grew wetter with every second only to find no satisfaction and only frustration.

Maybe if you inserted a finger it'd feel better?

So you attempted it, facing your fears as you quickly dipped your fingers between your folds, letting it delve only a quarter way inside when you began to feel uncomfortable, the feeling of your cunt, squishy and wet, making you feel less horny and more ready to stop.

You retrieved your hand, trying to rub over your clit instead but the more your tried the less pleasure you felt, you were growing warmer and instead of wanting to moan you wanted to cry in frustration.

Why wasn't it working.

Were the little tingles from your clit the orgasm you began to wonder, that was the only thing that felt remotely good but it couldn't be, right? In all the videos you consumed and all the movies you watched their orgasms were intense, their hips shook and they appeared to be feeling wonderful.

Why couldn't you achieve that feeling.

It was annoying, a small little nibbling burden calling out every so often in the back of your mind every day. It didn't weigh on you but it sure irritated you at times.

After that day you tried a couple more times, this time letting your finger reach as far as it could and you began to try and thrust it in and out but it didn't feel nice like you thought it would. You tried to rub your clit at the same time but your hands didn't cooperate as you couldn't both rub yourself and thrust so instead you decided to grope your chest and thrust instead but you didn't feel your lower belly warm like it was supposed to.

You began to grow more and more irritated.

Your nightly endeavours never resulted in the way you wanted, you even tried to put two fingers in for a couple of seconds only for your pussy to start burning and you quickly reverted back to one.

It was absolutely humiliating, you couldn't even please yourself.

Soon enough you were graduating high school and despite furthering your education you couldn't seem to further your own sexual experiences.

You were now in university, renting a three bedroom apartment with your two best friends, that much to Satoru's chagrin, wasn't the penthouse.

"I'll just pay for it."

"We all have to pay equal rent Toru."

You lay in your bed conflicted for yet another night, you were in university, the time of your life when people went to parties, found partners, had flings, had one night stands, had sex, and yet here you were still struggling to masturbate properly, at this point maybe you should just buy a vibrator, but where would you buy it, if you got it online where were you supposed to order it to, it's not like you could ship it to the apartment, not with the chance that Satoru and Suguru could spot it first.

Your internal dilemmas continued to rage on as your cunt was left wet and unsatisfied for yet another night and the creeping voice whispered in your ear again, they had told you if you asked they would help you please yourself, but then again they were also teasing you at the time.

Tossing a pillow over your face you huffed, what were you supposed to do.

You wanted to just ignore it but your wet cunt ,that leaked over your panties and began to seep into the fabric of your sleep shorts, had you writhing.

You've already made out with them before, this wouldn't be that much different, right? It's just like kissing but with a different set of lips...

Fucking hell, you were doomed.

Hesitation weighed on your achy bones as you pushed yourself to sit, your damp underwear making you squirm in discomfort as you quickly rose to stand. This wouldn't be weird right, asking your friends to fuck your dripping cunt wouldn't ruin your friendship, right?

The questions you asked flooded your brain as your feet padded towards your door, unhinged, unanswered queries swarming you. Any sane person would tell you that, yes, your friends would call you a lunatic and ask you to move out of your shared apartment, but a part of you still believed it would be fine, and it seemed as though it was that very small, insane fraction of your brain that guided your trembling hand to push open your bedroom door.

After all no sane person knew your friends as well as you did. Maybe, just maybe they'd be crazy enough to take you up on your offer, they had offered before. Even if it might've been a joke the slight possibility that it wasn't had your weeping pussy excited.

You shuffled out of your dim bedroom into the main area of your home, taking the couple of steps it took to get from your door to the living room, spotting the two boys leisurely resting on the couch, limbs thrown whichever way was most comfortable as Satoru's eyes were glued to the television, determined to binge old Digimon episodes while Suguru, who couldn't care less, stared at his phone, thumb gliding over the screen as he scrolled.

Your entrance didn't really seem to warrant too much of their attention as Satoru barely flickered his gaze to you before returning to his show, Suguru no different. You weren't quite sure whether this was supposed to be a good thing or bad thing, their attention spared anywhere but towards you, making your stomach do flips as you felt anxiety crawl up your throat, telling you that you were a psychopath for even thinking you could do this.

But despite your brain telling you no, your body told you yes, legs shuffling closer to the plush couch as the dripping mess between your thighs overran all reason. You felt it, that strong urge pushed you, as instead of taking a space on an empty part of the cushion you crawled over into Suguru's lap, straddling his legs as you pushed your weight into your knees, your brazenness not encompassing your fear that he would be able to feel your gushing cunt through your shorts.

Suguru merely hummed as you clambered over him, clicking his phone off before dropping it onto the couch as he brought his hands to your waist, planting his touch to the curve of your hips as he leaned his head back onto the couch, hair dancing in dark waves as he stared up at you, purple eyes glinting with welcome as a smile tickled his lips.

"What's up," he spoke softly, fingers squishing the fat of your curves, touching you tenderly, but you could only shake your head at his salutation, crumpling into his hold to force your flushed cheeks into the crook of his shoulder, maintaining your position of hovering over his thighs as you curled your back into him. "Is my girl feeling needy," he presumed, pressing a kiss to your scalp and you could feel yourself shudder, if only he knew how needy you actually were, the chaste kiss he lingered in your hair doing nothing but fueling your walls, the affection he shared, assuming it would satisfy you, only leaving you wanting more.

"Mhm," you whined into his skin, you weren't telling a lie and part of you hoped that your very, very, miniscule hint, would make him understand what you wanted, leaden tongue no longer bold enough to spew the words you were so ready to ask moments ago, or at least were even considering to ask moments ago.

"Do you want a kiss," he asked tenderly, pulling you from his neck, forcing you to stare into his pretty purple eyes, trying to give you the affection that you normally pushed into him like this for.

You could only nod, melting into his lips that caressed yours so lightly, attempting to satiate yourself on this alone, striving to force your cunt from fluttering as you desperately wanted to just have your full of his mouth and be done with it, make it so a little kiss could soothe your unsatisfied core but so far he only made it worse, gentle touches burning against your skin and you couldn't help but writhe in his hold as he did his best to comfort you, giving you what he thought you wanted, tongue gliding against your mouth as the ventured through already chartered waters.

"Is something wrong," he cooed as his lips left yours, hand coming to scratch your scalp as despite your best efforts he still seemed to catch onto your greed that you poorly hid. 

"No," you could only murmur, closing your eyes, trying to lean in for yet another peck, wanting to forget your lust, wanting to force him to drop the subject but his hand intercepted your mouth, pressing against your lips as he kept you from him, kept you from spewing deceit and moving on.

"Don't lie to me baby," he sighed watching as your brows furrowed, recognizing the frustration that painted your features and you could only huff at his perceptiveness, "it's obvious something is bothering you."

Yeah my cunt, you wanted to say but you bit your tongue, not wanting to escalate the situation so sporadically despite how much you began to yearn for more of him.

With a sigh you burrowed yourself back into his neck, trying to compose yourself as he pat your head, letting you take your time. At this point you knew you couldn't lie, that the more you tried to avoid it the more he'd pry and you had to acknowledge the fact that this was the reason you came here in the first place, that you were the one who put yourself into this position. You were already here you just had to complete your goal, even if that goal might end in humiliation with you shuffling back embarrassed, unsatisfied and soon to be evicted.

"Y-You know how you always say," you start, squeezing your eyes shut as you kept yourself against his body, "if I ever need help you'd always be there," and at this you could feel him tense, fingers stilling from where they slid against your body and you could feel worry claw at your throat as the couch dipped, Satoru shifting closer as he caught onto the conversation you shared with Suguru, his hand against your warming cheek as he brushed the hair from your face, trying to catch your gaze but you refused to meet it.

"Did something happen," Suguru questions, trying to force his hands to rub soothing circles once more, attempting, but failing from keeping the concern seep into his tone.

"What's wrong," Satoru added, his hand patting your back, warmth seeping into your skin as he squished against Suguru. You could feel him against your bare leg that still straddled the dark haired boy's lap.

"W-Well," you breath, trying to keep the tears that suddenly sprung to your eyes at bay, a fear stinging your limbs as you did your best to swallow the lump in your throat, "I mean," you gasp out, "never mind it's nothing," you try, shaking you head.

You couldn't do this.

Your limbs tried to grapple free from his grasp, pushing out of arms to run away, wanting nothing more than to just forget this ever happened, to wake up and realize this was all some horrific nightmare as you endeavoured to wriggle free only to feel his hands tighten, the pain blossoming in your skin from their grip telling you that this wasn't a dream as Satoru quickly latched you close, capturing you as you frantically looked about, trying to find an escape route. "Let me go," you mumble, wet eyes trying not to be seen as they held you close, suddenly frightened with your change in demeanor, uncertainty permeating their features.

"What's wrong," Suguru tried again, his hands not letting you squirm away as you stared at your room, wishing you were trapped in its confines. You'd much rather be sticky and wet all on your lonesome than admit it at this point.

"N-Nothing," you murmur, doing your best to keep yourself steady, finally feeling yourself give up, their hold on you much to tight to let you escape and you found yourself back in the crook of Suguru's neck.

Maybe you should just close your eyes and pass out, they couldn't question you if you were asleep, or maybe blame it on somehow being intoxicated.

You could hear Suguru sigh, feel it as his shoulder's decompressed, "you can't just walk in here ask that, and then try to run away," he states, hands rubbing your back and you couldn't help but purse your lips.

"Is something, someone, scaring you," Satoru carefully pried, "you can tell us anything," and you could feel the tears try and fall, droplets pricking your eyes as you grew more embarrassed, how were you supposed to tell them now.

Suguru could feel his shoulder grow damp and he could only purse his lips, scared, he sent a wary glance to Satoru, blue eyes also full of turmoil as they stared at your form that slowly began to tremble, slight sob spilling from your lips as you murmured, "it's s-silly," you shake your head, trying your best to hide from their eyes.

"It doesn't matter," Suguru cooed, "if something's bothering you let us fix it," he attempted to soothe, wholly unaware with the double meaning his words left, the feeling of you cunt beginning to clench around nothing making you cringe.

"You," you take a calming breath, "you can't judge me," you fist Suguru's shirt, trying to keep your voice from wavering.

"Just tell us," Satoru hums, hands trying to loosen your white knuckled fist, brushing his warm touch over it.

"You promise you can't get mad o-or or," you begin to stammer, "hate me," you whisper quietly, body tensing as your muscles pinched with anxiety, awaiting their response.

"Baby we could never hate you," Suguru rumbled, patting your head as he felt you shake in his hold.

"Y-You have to promise," you choke out once more, voice full of fear and Suguru could feel himself grow antsy, panic broiling.

"I promise," he attempts to soothe carefully once more, slight distress seeping in.

"I promise too," Satoru hums gently, fingers running over your knuckles as he pried your hand from Suguru's shirt, feeling you tightly grip his hand instead

"Y-You know," you begin to start, "that time you told m-me" and you could feel yourself warm impossibly hotter, "th-that if I ever needed help o-overcoming my f-fear," you stutter out,  t-that I can call you," you finish squeezing your eyes shut, hoping they'd remember their words instead of prod further at what your fear was, but much to your dismay it had seemed as though they had forgotten.

"Fear..?" Suguru trails off, furrowed brows turning to Satoru, silently asking if the other man knew what you were talking about only to receive a shake of the head, "baby what are you scared of" he tried, confused.

"I-" you freeze, not quite sure how to word it, "you don't remember," you say instead and you can hear the pause as the gears turned in their minds, wracking their brains for what you were referencing.

"No, I'm sorry," Satoru finally says, "but whatever it is our offer still stands," he continues, "we can help you, just remind us," he presses a kiss to your knuckles, "please," and you are biting your lip tightly, conflicted.

You've already dug your grave this deep, why not hammer the last nail into your coffin at this point.

"M-masturbating," you whisper so quietly that if they didn't have all their focus on you they would've missed it, but despite this Satoru still asks you again.

"What was that," he gapes, hand suddenly stilling from where it ran over your knuckles and you could feel your blood begin to run cold, shocked, unsure of if he had actually heard you right or was just freaked out by your confession.

"M-Masturbating" you say a little louder and the room fell quiet before a single 'pfft' echoed out, "y-you promised you wouldn't judge me," you huff, pulling from Suguru's neck as you stared teary eyed at Satoru, his chest convulsing as he laughed and soon enough you could feel Suguru's broad chest rumble as well as he chuckled.

"M'not laughing at you baby, you just had us so worried," Satoru wiped a tear from his eye "thought it was something serious."

"This is serious!" you exclaim, brows furrowed and you could feel even more tears fall, dripping down your chin, they didn't care, they weren't going to kick you out but tease you, make fun of you, they were going to belittle your feelin- and Satoru gently cupped your face, wiping away a stray droplet that ran down your cheek.

"I know, I just thought something really bad happened," he cooed instead, thumb running over the salty stains painting your face.

"We're just relieved it's something we can fix easily," Suguru sighed, tensed muscles relaxing as his fingers squeezed at your hips before his eyes forced your to look at him, gentle smile splayed across his lips, "my poor baby needs help learning how to masturbate," he cooed, hand toying with the stray ends of your hair and you nod, ashamed.

"You want us to teach you," Satoru whispered into the shell of your ear, pressing a kiss to your cheek before you shook your head, your fear quickly dissipating, leaving only lust in it's wake as you realized that nothing you thought would happened did, now only the things you wished would happen would occur.

You could feel the blood rush back up to your cheeks, painting your face and ears as you sighed, your wet cunt now throbbing for attention as their searing gaze poked at you "No" you murmured and you could feel your courage grow as you shifted yourself to only straddle one of Suguru's toned thighs before you pushed your weight off your knees and onto him, staring up at them through your darkened lashes and you couldn't help but think of that woman and her pillow as you rolled your hips, letting him feel you, letting him feel just how much you leaked through your shorts, as the damp fabric smeared against his leg, "just do it for me."

"Fuck baby," Suguru groaned unabashedly as you slowly tried to mimic all the videos you watched, rolling your body as for the first time you attempted to ride his thigh. "My girl is so wet," he sighed and you could feel hands find your hips and suddenly, that tingly feeling that you never seemed to keep, grew as Satoru angled you just right as Suguru tensed his thigh, taut muscles pleasing you perfectly as Satoru forced your clit to catch on every ridge and for once, a gasp, you've only ever heard other women spew through a screen, left your lips with ease, the sound you've been trying to bubble from yourself with your fingers, the sound at points you just tried to force out, the sound that never seemed to form naturally left your mouth as you sighed out in relief.

You had made a good decision.

"I can feel you through your pants pretty girl," Suguru praised, leg slightly bouncing causing that tiny little gasp to unwillingly fall past your lips again. It was so easy for them, so easy for them to make you feel so good as that fuzzy feeling that sparsely struck you as you rubbed your clit during the dead of night began to persist, but just like during your futile efforts, the mere touch wasn't enough, the short buzz of pleasure that shocked your clit wasn't enough.

"M-More," you mewl, leaning you chest into Suguru's as you pleaded, eyes wide as you begged, "need more, please," you whined and you could hear Satoru chuckle at your shameless display.

"Baby we're going to give you all you could ever want, gonna give you everything you deserve," he whispered into the shell of your ear, "you don't ever have to beg," he starts, "but that doesn't mean you shouldn't," a sharp pain blossomed against your ass and you yelped at the feeling.

He had spanked you, he had spanked you and it made you clench around air, bleary eyes turning to face him as he smirked so delectably, "my girl is so good for me, looking so pretty when she begs for things she's going to get no matter what," he hummed, "she's so polite," he cooed, halting your shifting hips to push you down forcefully onto Suguru's thigh, forcing your hips to grind tight little circles as his bruising hold controlled your movements and you couldn't keep back the little whine. 

"Aren't you a good girl, huh baby," Suguru murmured against your neck and you clenched your fists at the feeling of his lips mapping out new territory, the little peck he pressed beneath the junction of your jaw making you writhe as he explored your body, pressing chaste kisses as you threw your head back, relishing in the way he suckled at your skin.

"F-Fuck," you gasp, hesitant hands carefully tugging at the ends of his hair and the deep groan he let out only urged you further as you tangled your fingers into his luscious locks. You stared down at where he planted his face against your skin and you couldn't help the way your pussy gushed, "y-you look so pretty," you gasp, his tongue instantly soothing the skin he bit, running over it like a healing balm as he smirked up at you.

"Pretty," he hummed and you could feel the sensation travel up your neck, "I think you're prettier," he tuts before kissing again, leaving a little trail in his wake and you pinched your eyes shut at the compliment, the way your tummy flipped leaving you ashamed but left him prideful.

It felt odd to have hands loiter across your skin, lips roaming as you felt your cunt dampen. "What do you want us to do with you baby," Satoru murmured, forcing your hips to move in lewd directions and you couldn't help the way you threw your head back, leaning against his chest to stare at his all consuming blue eyes.

"W-Wanna feel good," you whimper, hands sliding to cup over where his rested on your hips.

"I know love," he chuckled as though it was obvious, "but how," he blew cold air against your ear, making you quiver against his chest, "want me to eat you out, have my tongue lick up all your juices while you leak for me, want to writhe against my mouth or,"he gasps enthusiastically, "do you want me to shove my long fingers into your pretty little pussy, do you wanna clench around me while I thrust into you huh," he breaths, filling your brain with dirty little fantasies, "want me to play with your cunt, want me to make you scream and cry on my fingers as I toy with your perfect folds," he cooed.

"Gonna fuck my fingers into you like you wanted to, gonna play with your clit like you tried to," he murmured, "gonna make up for all those frustrating nights baby," he hums and he humps you faster over Suguru's leg, "you want us to masturbate your little cunt for you, want us to put our fingers inside and make you feel good huh, want us to fuck your needy little pussy the way my pathetic girl's fingers couldn't," he continues and you can feel your walls clench, the idea of them ramming their fingers inside your cunt the way you spent countless nights trying to making your mouth water, "want us to put our fingers inside and find your g-spot, want us to fuck you and make you think it's our dicks," he says and you can feel yourself grow warm at the insinuation, "wanna pretend hmm," he coos and you shake your head.

"Wanna have you," you gasp and he tsks, gripping your chin to force you to look into his piercing blue eyes.

"You're gonna have to imagine it baby, gonna have to imagine until we train your pretty pussy enough, gotta stretch her out first before you can take us inside," he murmurs, "gonna fuck you over and over again until you are ready," and the thought of them taking you as much as they wanted had you seeing stars.

"Please," you whined, "Please, please, please," you started begging again, "want you, want you two so bad," you babbled.

"What do you want us to do," Satoru teased, stating it as though he hadn't already spewed all the filthy things he made you want into your ear.

"Want you t-to fuck m-me with your fingers," you gasp, "want you t-to make me feel good, wanna cum for you," and you barely even acknowledged the way Satoru stilled your hips, too caught up in your daydream to care as you continued, "wanna cum for you, please, want you to make me feel good."

"Awh," Suguru coos from beneath you, "isn't our baby so good at asking," he praises and you whimper, "let us take you to the bed okay," he murmurs and you don't even notice you are nodding.

"Yes please," you whine and quickly Suguru is standing up, hands resting beneath your ass as you folded your arms around his neck, cunt pressing against his torso as you clung to him, chest to chest. 

You could feel your heart thrum, anticipation growing as they guided you towards Satoru's room, gently laying you atop his plush mattress of the large bed he owned, perks of having the biggest room granted by paying the largest portion of rent, opting to pay 40% instead of the 30% you and Suguru covered individually.

Satoru couldn't keep the blood from rushing to his cock as he watched your breathtaking form splayed over his silk sheets. Your hair was dancing in whichever direction it pleased, your arms reaching out for them as you stared up at him and Suguru with such desire filled eyes it had him leaking pre-cum. Your body was painted beautifully, blue pajama shorts stained with a small dot slightly darker at the crotch, your top riding up your torso as your neck was decorated in tiny love bites left by Suguru.

Part of him couldn't believe that this was reality and not some hyper realistic fantasy as he watched you tug Suguru closer, arms still snaked around his neck as you pulled his lips to yours, bleary eyes shutting to focus on the feeling of your intermingling lips.

You stare at the two boys as they towered over you and you could feel an embarrassed flush grace your cheeks as you noticed the dark patch coating Suguru's thigh.

"Let's take these clothes off, yeah pretty girl," Suguru coos gently as he pulled a way, tugging at the hem of your pants and you could feel your breath catch in your throat as you gnawed on your lip, releasing it before you grinned slyly.

"Help me," you demanded, feeling the embarrassment that steeped through you finally wash away as you realized you had no need to be so nervous, after all you already have some dirty little secrets with them, what's a couple more, even if they were a lot more sexual, it's not like you'd let anyone else take your body in the way you permitted them. You lifted your hips off the bed, raising them dangerously close to his lowered head and the tantalizing smirk that crossed his lips made your heart beat just for him.

Swiftly you could feel cool air brush across your wet folds as he swiftly yanked down your shorts, pulling them past your ankles, that Satoru gingerly lifted one at a time, before tossing them somewhere out of view. You shuddered at the cold sticky feeling of your exposed panties, but despite your urge to pull your knees together to block their view, the hungry gaze in their eyes made you think otherwise.

"Wow," Satoru whistled, grabbing your leg as he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed and you yelped slightly at the force before he dropped to his knees, admiring the little gift between your thighs, "aren't you absolutely dripping," he mused, lithe fingers coming to tap the wet cotton, running through your prominent folds that your slick stuck tightly to the fabric.

"Our baby's so wet," Suguru commented, and you shuddered as Satoru ran his fingers over your folds, circling sweetly over your bud, finding it without even needing to see it, a very quiet and airy moan leaving your lips that had both boys sucking at their teeth, enamored. You quietly squirmed, hips shifting and Suguru couldn't keep his smile from growing, "are your panties uncomfortable," he cooed, lovestruck as he admired your little pout, his fingers toying with the waistband, running over the small little bow at the very front, "bet they are with how much you're leaking through them," and his hand slapped down, the wet clap as he smacked your pussy, a sharp sting that brought more pleasure than pain making your knees jerk, a slight whine leaving your lips, "can't believe you tried to run away and keep this from us," he murmured, massaging the entirety of your cunt with his palm, heel of it digging lightly into your clit before Satoru forced his hand away, eagerly pulling off the damp fabric and you were surprised when you heard them both groan and gasp in surprise.

"Filthy girl," Satoru mumbled, eyes shining with delight as he stared at the clear slick string that connected your dripping cunt to your underwear, the strand growing longer the further he rolled your panties down until finally it collapsed, falling onto the sheets beneath you.

You watched as mindlessly both boys dive for your arousal, Suguru leaning forward to lick up what dripped onto the sheets while Satoru lapped up what stained your underwear. Fuck, honestly part of you believed they'd merely finger you until you were satisfied but seeing their hooded eyes rake over your form with clear interest was much better, especially when they not only focused on you but each other.

Suguru leant down to the kneeling boy in front of him, tongue delving into Satoru's mouth, both boy's groaning at your lingering taste heavy on their tongues before they parted, panting before turning back to you with so much desire it had you squirming. "Look at our princess dripping onto the sheets," Suguru murmured, staring at your spread legs as he licked his lips.

"Makin such a mess," Satoru purred as Suguru sat on the mattress next to you, making Satoru do the same, crawling up to sit by your head as Suguru rested closer to your pelvis.

"Cryin so much down there," Suguru hums, mesmerized by your glistening folds, watching as your velvety walls throbbed, sobbing out for attention and he delivered, thumb running, parting your weeping lips, two fingers spreading you open and he stared inside your pretty, pillowy, cunt, watching as her slick caught light, shining as she soaked his fingers.

You couldn't hold back your helpless gasp as he gazed inside you, clearly enjoying the sight from the twinkle dancing behind his purple eyes. "Let me take this off too," Satoru requests, calling your attention back to him as he splayed his hand over your exposed stomach, your shirt riding up as his fingers barely grazed beneath the fabric, wanting more.

"B-but," you murmur, suddenly feeling a flush of shame overtake you and Satoru halts his greedy hands, reminding himself that he was here to pleasure your core not your chest despite his urges. He tried to collect himself and wanted to pull away, to run his hands lower but your tiny voice stopped him, "I-I'm not wearing a matching set," you mumble bashfully, saying it as though that was more embarrassing then having your naked bottom exposed to both of them, as though the very words were a sin itself, but the idea of you wearing mismatched undergarments sent a rush of blood to his already hardened dick, causing it to jump in place. The uncoordinated set meaning that you hadn't planned for this to happen, hadn't prepared or waited for the right day, hadn't approached them with pre-practiced lines, no, you had crawled to them with desperation, a need filling your tummy that you could no longer ignore as your helpless little fingers did little to please your body. The thought of you going to them as a last ditch effort after you failed yet again made him writhe, the filthy idea filling his brain as he reached for the small of your back, leaning you onto his knee before he pried the fabric from your chest with haste.

He watched as your boobs bounced out of the shirt before you landed on your back once more, jiggling in place. His mouth watered as he could see your tits spill from the cups of your bra, the garment clearly a size too small for your overflowing breasts but he could hear your voice in his ears, complaining about how bras were too damn expensive.

His fingers traced the rim, grazing your chest lightly as he hummed, does this mean your boobs are always suffocating, he wonders, isn't that uncomfortable, with a lick of his lips he released your tits, undoing the clasp of your bra to let them splay freely, tossing the clothing far off into his room as he stared at the light indents left on your shoulders from the straps, he'd have to take you to purchase new ones, he noted as you rested onto your back as he rolled one of your nipples between his fingers, the subtle moan you let out music to his ears as he watched you squirm, Suguru's gentle caresses to you core doing little to stimulate but a lot to tease, the dark haired man clearly reveling in you expressions.

"Satoru," it was gentle, a call of his names as he locked gazes with the man he observed, "open," he murmured, and soon enough his mouth was open and two thick fingers were placed onto his awaiting tongue, "get 'em nice and wet for our girl, yeah," he encouraged and Satoru found himself groaning, choking with the way Suguru fucked his hand into his mouth, forcing him to suckle onto his digits.

You watched in awe, the thin slips of saliva spilling from the corner of his mouth beginning to fall as Suguru placed a knee between your spread legs to lean close to Satoru, watching the way the boy sucked so obediently.

You couldn't help but wonder how he'd look bobbing on Suguru's dick, would he hollow out his cheeks, would tears sting his eyes, the images of videos you watched flashing in your brain as you replaced their faces with ones of his, the thought of Satoru in such a state sending a pang straight to your cunt.

Fuck.

Sure you had thought of them like that before, who wouldn't, your two best friends were undoubtedly hot but you never really focused on the idea that it could be real, that there would be a timeline where they'd not only caress each other but you too, but reality was smacking you in the face right now as you watched one of your best friends lewdly throat fuck the other with his fingers/

The delightful, 'pop,' as Satoru released the digits in his mouth had you gasping as you felt those very same digits caress you, smearing warm saliva over your dripping pussy, rolling around your clit, spreading your lips. "You ready," he cooed gingerly, fingers rubbing your folds, carefully preparing themselves and you swallowed, a strange fear taking over at the thought, but you nodded.

It was hesitant, barely dipping in and you felt one of Suguru's thick fingers slip inside, spreading you open, wider than one of your own fingers did, it had you panting for air. "Shh my love," Satoru was ready to comfort, hand cupping your face as the other gingerly groped your tits, trying to distract the slow burning that wiggled in your cunt as he carefully delved inside, barely even getting to the joint of his finger before you're hiccupping. 

"H-Hurts," you are gasping, "it hurts," and Satoru is pressing kisses to your skin, tracing his tongue on your neck as he pinched at your nipples, "Suguru," you sobbed and Satoru did his best to keep your focus on him as you cried.

"I know love," the dark haired man hummed, "just let me stay here like this for a moment, promise it'll feel good," and he pressed a chaste kiss to your lower belly, his tiny little groan as you clenched around his finger causing you to squeeze your eyes shut, trying to pinpoint your attention on Satoru's suckling lips, his tongue circling your nipple before he took the whole thing in his mouth, spreading his hot spit.

Suddenly you could feel his finger slip in further and further until he was knuckle deep, his keen eyes watching every one of your expressions as you writhed, trying to accommodate him, "atta girl, spreading so nicely for me," he whispers into your whimpering lips, pressing a gentle kiss as your tears returned, "just keep breathing for me kay," and he starts thrusting, slow languid push and pull as you sobbed, clutching tightly onto Satoru, it felt a lot different from when you did it, a lot more vulnerable as he drank in your naked form, gently caressing your insides with tender touches, quiet praises spilling into your ears as he asked you to trust him, feeling as soon enough the burning subsided and all that was left was the feeling of him plunging into your slippery cunt as his other hand toyed with your clit, making you even wetter.

"So good," Satoru murmured with a mouthful of boob, suckling as he painted the dips between your chest with purple splotches and bite marks, "doing so good for Suguru," he flattered, listening to your hitching breaths as your chest rose and fell beneath his mouth until suddenly you let out a sharp moan, an erotic ah, that even seemed to take you by surprised falling past your kiss bitten lips and Suguru is quick to soothe.

"There it is," he coos, fingers finding a sloth like pace to help you adjust, ramming against his newfound discovery, your g-spot.

"S-Sugu," you whine, hips rising as you tried to pry yourself from his hold, "i-it feels," you gasp and you felt as though you were seeing stars as he shoved inside of you, pressing against a particular spot that had you moaning, whimpering little songs that you never made spill from your own mouth before.

"I know baby, feels good right," and your eyes are dewy as he slips inside easily, your cunt flooding.

"m-mhm," you mumble, "b-but," you fist the fabric of Satoru's top that you wished he'd just take off already, "s'too much, too much," and Suguru hums in understanding but not letting up.

"Just bear with it pretty girl, gonna feel good, gonna feel so good," and you could feel that tingling sensation expand , your lower belly beginning to grow fuzzy as your brain muddled.

Satoru could watch this all day, your moans that began to increase in volume every passing second, rumbling against his face as he lay smushed between your breasts, Suguru hushing out praises, his dark hair falling from its bun as he set a tame pace, careful not to put you into too much pain as he pushed you towards your undeniable climax, "gonna add one more," and the face you make had the boy reaching a greedy hand to his pants, stroking his hardened dick to try and appease the tent growing in his boxers before focusing every ounce of concentration he had onto you.

Your lips fall into a perfect little 'o' as you stretched unbelievably wider, if you thought having two digits inside your cunt hurt when you attempted it inside your bed, it burned when Suguru pushed another in, filling you to your limit as you sobbed, tears cascading down your cheeks as the continuous appreciative comments did little to calm you, your hips rolling as his dexterous hands played with your sloppy pussy better than you ever had.

"Sug-ngh," you mewl, "c-can't y-you're gonna break me-oh fuck," and your back is arching, finally understanding why all those women had shifted so much as they got pushed to the brink, your fingers tight in Satoru's hair before he gingerly takes one in his hand, carefully interlocking your fingers as he squeezed, attempting to pacify you just a little.

"You can take it," the man murmured pushing both digits deep inside you could feel him in your guts, "your pussy is beggin for more," he kissed your clit, tongue lapping at the bud and you were screaming, your vision grew cloudy as that burning turned to red hot satisfaction, your thighs beginning to tremble as he rammed into you, his pace picking up from snail slow to a little more medium but that speed was still foreign to you, your hands never even daring to go the same rate he did but you could see now this is why your could never pleasure yourself.

An electric pulse thrummed beneath your sweating skin and you felt as though you were no longer tethered to your body, erotic ah, ah, ah's,  leaving your lips as you could hear the dirty, squelch, of your cunt as your limbs slowly melted into shivering messes, "there you go" Satoru is comforting, tweaking your hickey marred tits with practiced precision, it had your tongue lolling out.

You could feel yourself gushing, writhing and clenching all at once as Suguru fucked into you, tender hands exploring your body as he also did a little rearranging in your warm contracting tummy. You could feel lights flicker on, arousal flipping the switch and you tried to shut your legs to force him to slow but much to your dismay you provided no hindrance in his pace, not even a hiccup in his thrusts as he leaned over you, your thighs shaking as the lewd, "pap pap pap," of his plunging hand meeting jiggling skin echoed out into the stifling room.

"C-Cum-" you start to gasp, "m-m gonna," you stammer, "c-cumming," you hiccup trembling hips bucking as you felt that knot constrict in your belly, your nerves jittering in delight as the overwhelming pleasure consumed you in raw ecstasy.

"Let go for us baby," Suguru encouraged, eyes stuck on yours as he watched the little lewd faces you made, Satoru thoroughly enjoying the show as well, your shaking tits bouncing with every thrust.

And suddenly you felt a snap and all of a sudden you were spilling, blood rushing through your ears as he delivered the final push that had you tumbling down the edge, into their awaiting arms, your quivering limbs spasming as you moaned shamelessly, "ngh, I- oh", heat bursted to every last corner of your sweat soaked body as shockwaves rippled out from your gushing cunt.

Hot mouths seared any skin they could reach, fingers slowing as he helped your rolling hips ride out your orgasm, crashing waves filtering your pleasure as they cooed, "that's it love, there you go," Suguru praised, thumb swiping against your absolutely sobbing clit as it spilled out every drop you had.

"doing so good," Satoru murmured, cupping your face as your clouded vision lost focus, mind wandering into pure bliss as you fell into your pleasure, swimming in the growing ecstasy as you mewled, hips stuttering as your high began to lower but their actions never ceased, showering you with comforting kisses and tender words, every last bit of love they gave you spilling from your cunt as she dribbled over the sheets, your stuttering hips rolling for the final time against Suguru's warm palm as you came back to the ground, your out of body experience finally reeling you back in as sweaty and warm you let out your final sultry high pitched moan, breathing coming in gasps as your arching back finally flattened and all the was left was their soothing hands.

"Did so well pretty thing," Suguru murmured as he carefully pulled out his fingers one at a time, watching as you writhed and whined at the feeling of slowly being unstuffed, and as he left your empty tears welled, "did you feel good," he hummed against your tear stained cheeks as Satoru pulled you into his arms, wrapping you in a comforting embrace as you sniffled before staring at his slick soaked arm, your essence spilling from his fingers down to his elbow and he grinned, suckling at his digits with a groan, "my baby tastes so good," he whispers into your hair as Satoru positioned you further up the bed, resting your lust filled brain against his pillows, before carefully coddling your in his arms, spooning you as his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you post-orgasmic form in his hold.

Soon enough a hand is tapping his cheek and the boy is turning his head, tongue lolling out as Suguru wipes your nectar off into the boy's awaiting mouth, saliva taking it's place as he cleans his forearm, the little content hums spilling from Satoru's lips, vibrating against your head as he lapped up the rest of your lingering juices. 

You don't remember much after that, fuzzy brain barely picking up on bleary images as you could faintly recall laying on a plush mattress, listening to faint whimpers and groans along with choked out whines as you watch heads bob upon hardened cocks as fingers stroked stiff lengths. You could remember tasting something salty as lips met yours before you were being placed in warm waters with lavender smelling soaps. You remember whining as they try to pull you into a bra and feeling cold water slipping down your throat before your tired eyes shut, wrapped in comforting arms.

You woke up sore, eyes sore, hands sore, neck sore, tits sore, thighs sore and you cunt was definitely sore, everything ached in a strangely delightful way as the heavy duvet draped over your frame paired with even heavier arms.

You could hear the sounds of their conversation, chests rumbling with words and as you burrowed closer to one body the sounds stilled, "are you awake baby," it was Suguru, his hand coming up to brush the hair that stuck to your cheek and you only mumbled incoherently, absorbing all the warmth they offered you as Satoru chuckled from behind you.

"Did you feel good," he teased, hands pinching at your hips.

"mhm," you hummed before peeking open your eyes, room dim as the closed curtains blocked out any light and suddenly you realize instead of Satoru's room you are in Suguru's, "it hurts," you murmured into the fabric covering Suguru's broad chest and his hand is reaching down to cup your ass, patting it and you quickly find out that you are dressed in only panties and a large t-shirt that definitely did not belong to you.

"A lot," Satoru questions into the shell of your ear, hands snaking up to grope at your boobs and you soon also figure out that you weren't wearing a bra beneath the baggy top.

"No," you mumble, "just achy," you sigh.

"So how was your first orgasm, hmm," the white haired boy continued, lips peppering a light kiss to your neck and you hissed at the feeling of him pressing down on what you assumed to be a bruise or hickey of some kind. 

"Nice," you yawn, "you should do that for me all the time," you grin jokingly before he bites down a little harder on your neck and their hands squeeze you a little tighter.

"Sure," Suguru is humming, "as long as you don't go to anyone else," and it sends a strange fluttering in your belly at the thought that they'd be willing to help you out.

"Well I told ya I'd fuck you like this until you could take my dick," and at Satoru's words you could feel your face warming.

"Until then I'll just use my hand for you then I guess," you sigh, feeling the boy jolt behind you before he laughed.

"Oh really I look forward to it then." 

It's only a couple weeks after when Satoru finally got to experience the moments he waited for.

"If I lick it will it feel good," you ask, staring up at the blue eyed boy between your lashes, hand running up and down his shaft as a gentle palm assisted you in your first ever handjob.

"There you go baby, just like that," and Suguru's sultry voice is against your ear, his body pinning you between the couch where spread legs lie, hard dick standing tall in front of you as he guided your hand up and down the stiffened cock.

"Fuck," Satoru hissed as Suguru squeezed your joined fists tight, your hand was covered by Suguru as he showed you how to make the white haired boy feel good before gasping out, "yes pretty girl," his chiseled chest heaving, "if you lick- ngh it I'll feel goo- oh fuck," and your tongue is already out, kitten licking the droplets of pre-cum that beaded at the tip.

"Good girl," the dark haired man praised, "making our Satoru feel so nice," and you continued with your mouth, tasting the salty liquid as you hand slid up and down his length before Suguru is letting go, leaving you to take care of the boy on your own. "If you suck on his tip he'll moan really pretty for you," the boy added before your intrusive eyes are on him.

"How would you know," you question and you are quick to realize, "you've done this before haven't you," you gasp and he grins. 

"I really thought you've heard us before," and he's smacking your ass making you yelp, so that's what all those groans were, you finally concluded as you leaned forward on Satoru's dick, suckling on his head and just like you were told a high pitched breathy moan broke past his lips as he threw his head back.

You knew they had done it once before because you remember a blurry memory of watching them after they finger fucked you for the first time, but you never really connected the dots that they might've done it before then too.

"You really are oblivious sometimes huh," Suguru's humming, his fingers toying with the waistband of your pants as you slobbered all over Satoru's shaft.

"Nuh uh," you mumbled before licking a long stripe up his throbbing cock, following a ridge of one of the veins that painted his oh so pretty dick, causing the boy to mewl.

"Such a liar," Suguru sighed, yanking down your pants much to your surprise, taking your panties with them in one swoop, as he used one of his arms to lift you up off the wooden planked floors as he forced the fabric away from your skin.

"Suguru," you gasp, swatting at his hands that gripped your waist.

"Relax princess," he merely cooed, "you focus on our pretty little boy yeah, don't mind me," you could only really heed his words as you couldn't pry off his greedy grip, not that you really wanted to anyways as you opened your mouth, slipping yourself down Satoru's spit soaked cock.

"Ah- fucking hell pretty," he bucked his hips, making you choke lightly as you press both your hands onto his thighs, trying to keep him still as you did your best to please him like you had once blearily watched Suguru do.

Speaking of Suguru you couldn't really feel much after he practically stole off your lower garments, just some shuffling and light touches but quickly that changed as between your thighs you felt something warm and slippery prod at your hole, making you force yourself off Satoru with a gasp.

Your gaze shifts downward only to find tantalizing purple eyes staring up at you between your thighs, "I told you to focus on Satoru," he chastised smacking the flesh of your ass once more, jiggling the cheek between his hands before he slithered his tongue out to lick at your folds once more, "I'll take care of your little mess, yeah," he winks before calling up to the boy you continued to stroke, "Toru, you should really see how wet you're making her," he exclaims and you could feel your face flush when his hands grab at your thighs, forcing your weight onto his face, "don't try and fight me," he murmurs the moment he feels you try and squirm back to your knees and you find yourself listening, quietly taking a seat on his face as you leaned forward, trying to ignore the sensation between your legs as you angled the springing cock in front of you downwards, opening your mouth wide as you did your best to loosen your throat, attempting to accommodate his frustratingly long member.

You could feel his fingers tangle in your hair as you slowly bobbed your head, feeling a tongue prod at your entrance and you couldn't help the way you rolled your hips, relishing in the groan that rumbled against your clit.

You watched as love drunk eyes stared at you mesmerized, open mouth letting out whines as you slid as far as you could go, taking him in and out as you rubbed whatever you couldn't reach, a silent promise in your gaze that'd you learned to swallow all of him but despite your inability he still seemed quite satisfied with the way moans left his pretty pink lips, but part of you was feeling bad, upset with not being able to take him in all his entirety and gently you slipped off, letting a glob of spittle run down his length as you fisted tightly.

"Let go of my hair Toru," you murmur and he whined out, "please just wanna make you feel better," you coo, moving your hand tightly as you tried your best to keep from moaning, your weeping core pooling in Suguru's mouth as he lapped you up in earnest, gliding between your folds as he sucked upon your clit, making sparks fluster up your thighs.

It felt weird to be eaten out, the feeling of his tongue unusual but not unwelcome, after all today was one full of unexplored territory as you gave Satoru your very first hand and blow job, but you wanted to give him more, not satisfied with the way your mouth could barely take him half way. "C'mon Toru," you plead, feeling your legs squeeze as Suguru's teeth lightly nicked against your clit, the stinging pain pleasurable.

Soon enough you felt reluctant hands untangle from your hair and you smile up at the boy, the very sight of him making you wet as his dewy eyes glowed for you, eying you with hunger as his pink lips grew swollen as he bit down, his sweaty face and disheveled hair still somehow beautiful, "my little angel," you whisper in praise, "gonna make you feel nice," you promise yet again, carefully taking your hand off his dick despite his loud protests, tears welling in his eyes.

"Don't go," he whimpered, trying to cup your face and you press a gentle kiss to his palm before leaning back.

"M'not going anywhere," you murmured, tapping his knee, "just wait a moment for me yeah pretty boy," you sigh out, doing your best not to succumb to your own pleasure as Suguru squirmed his tongue inside of you. You could feel their gazes burning against your skin, one pleading while the other drank up all your reactions and you forced yourself to ignore it, reaching for the hem of your shirt before swiftly yanking it off, revealing the pretty little bra Satoru had bought you, one of many that actually fit you perfectly.

"Come a little closer baby," you call for Satoru, his legs instantly moving as he sat at the very edge of the couch, and you smiled in appreciation, "good boy," you whisper, the words feeling dirty off your tongue but you say them anyways, enjoying the way his breath hitched at your words, "sit still for- ngh," you moan, head leaning against his thigh as fingers slowly pistoned in and out of your dripping cunt, lips wrapping around your clit, "still for me," you continue, lifting your head with a gasp, your hips wiggling to try and disrupt his steadily growing pace to no avail.

Satoru could only nod for you, his cock throbbing as his head leaked, begging for attention and you were eager to provide it as you lifted your tits, leaving them captured in your bra as you slipped him through your cleavage, pushing him all the way through, watching as he poked out through the top and you brought your hands up to the sides of your breasts, rubbing them over his length.

"Fuck baby, oh my god," he cried, bare chest heaving as he stared down at you, pretty boobs enveloping his dick and he bucked in your hold as he watched the blob of spit drip from your mouth and slide right into the crease of your chest before you start licking his tip, suckling as you began to bob your head, his hands instantly finding their way back into your hair, his thighs spasming with every particularly good swirl of your tongue.

The lewd shlick, shlick, shlick, of your mouth sliding in synch with the dripping squelching of your cunt as he delved into your arousal, drinking it up as though you were spewing wine, sinful

"S-So good for me, so fucking good for me," Satoru praised between gasps, "tits squeezing me so tight, feel so good, your mouth is so warm making me feel so good," he whimpered in repeat, "look so hot like this," he groaned and you could feel the hands threaded between your locks begin to push on your scalp, forcing you down and you didn't put up a fight, complying to his whims as the teary eyed boy whimpered out compliments.

Both his hands tangle between your hair, holding you by the sides of your head before he's forcing you down onto his dick, causing you to choke as he pushed you down deeper than before but he only mumbled a slurred out half-assed apology before doing it again, a sting of tears pricking at the corner of your eyes as you began to gag on his absurdly long dick as he planted his feet to the floor, thighs hitting the underside of your breast as he fucked into your throat, fuckin it as if it was your wet cunt, saliva mixing with his pre as it dripped onto your chest. The slight discomfort you felt was nothing compared to the heavenly sight of watching him chase his high, lips begging and pleading as he shook his hips, forcing wet sounds from your mouth.

"Ah fuck baby, so good for me you mouth and pretty tits- oh hell, ngh, feel so good," he praised his pace cruel as he continued. The sounds were sinful as not only did you loudly choke but the ungodly slurps emanating up from your cunt had you dripping even more, feeling that now familiar sensation of a tightening knot grow and soon enough you were bucking your own hips over Suguru's mouth, hips matching the same pace Satoru set for your mouth as you rode his face, taking no shame in your actions as you felt your tits tremble.

"Mm- oh- ngh baby m'gonna," he whimpered, "gonna cum, gonna cum," he warned, eyes wide and his hips stuttered, his balls clenching as you massaged every last drop from them, feeling hot spurts trickle down your throat, his body bucking and you only hummed, drinking his cum until it no longer spilled.

You come off with a pop, his heaving chest a sight to see and you plant your hands on his knees, sliding your breasts off and he grinned down at you, bleary eyes staring at you in pure bliss as he watched you now bask in your pleasure, fingers interlacing with his as you felt your own knot snap, lower belly warming as you began to gush into Suguru's groaning mouth, his lips suckling tightly as he drank you up.

From there on out your dirty little secret grew even more filthy as now at least once a week, one of the two boys had their fingers knuckle deep in your cunt while the other toyed with some other part of your body. It didn't matter the position, sometimes you were standing in the genkan, legs spread as you leaned against the wall for support, moans muffled by lips and fingers pounded into your sloppy pussy mere seconds after you walked through the door. Oral was also up on the table, dicks slipping into your mouth as you learned to suck one and stroke the other, sometimes even licking both their heads at the same time as they touched tips. At times you all pleasured each other, no one left out as fingers rammed deep into your guts as you slobbered over one cock while one of the men slobbered over the remaining

They began to grow more risky too, finding pleasure in the way you did your best to muffle your gasp as instead of sneaking kisses in the bathroom of his estate you were hiding your dripping cunt stuffed full of their fingers. You had on more than one occasion been pulled into a bathroom at a house party and found yourself on your knees in front of a hardened dick and you have had on more than one occasion have had a dick in your mouth under a cloth covered table at a restaurant surrounded by your friends while you humped their leg.

It was strange, the way the three of you found yourselves in a more sexually explicit relationship but you didn't really categorize it as friends with benefits because it wasn't just smutty intimacy but also romantic, as they spent hours after the fact cleaning you up, making sure you were fed, falling asleep with you bundled in their arms, even if you didn't please each other sexually that night.

It was strange, truly so, but you found yourself falling in a routine with them, pleasing them in whichever way they needed, whether it was a hug, a kiss, or their fingers inside you, or your mouth on them. If they needed emotional support, comfortable affection of filthy affection you gave it to them both, no questions asked, and they did the same.

It was then, after a few months they spent thoroughly stretching your pussy, before they even dared to answer one of your dirtiest little questions.

"What would it feel like if you fucked me" 

[novashelby]

Forgive Me-Tommy Shelby Smut

Pairing: TommyxReader(third person)

Word count: 2k-ish

Summary: Tommy Shelby is attracted to his attorney's daughter, and decides to corrupt her little nun brain at work.

Prompt: "What makes you think I am going to fuck you?"

Warning: Degrading language, non-con, Dubcon, oral(m), religious banter.

@darlingsfandom

“Y’know,” Tommy said, weaving himself through the wooden pews. It was a rare occasion that he was in church as he and God didn’t talk very much. If not, at all. You see, they weren’t on the best of terms. But he could admit that. He had no shame in his religious affiliations, or lack of. But her? Looking at her kneeling in the novice robes with her hands folded was laughable, at best. Tommy pointed his finger at her, wiggling it. “This, honestly…Love, why?”

She’d been trying hard to focus on her prayer for the last thirty minutes, knelt down, hands folded. Stiffening, she rolled her eyes up and let out a long sigh of frustration. Perhaps she was a little wild in her teen years, but what did he know of any of it? He was just her father’s client. Her father was an attorney, a big wig one in London. However, she hardly ever associated with him. And the only times she ever spoke with Mr. Thomas Shelby was when she was required to go to dinner parties and he just so happened to be there. “Mr. Shelby,” she greeted, though he’d been circling the pews for quite some time.

Finally he made it to hers, sliding in and kneeling right next to her. When his elbow caressed her arm, she flinched away, giving him a wild look. Amused, he asked, “oh, sorry, is that a sin these days? I mean, you are a messenger of God…know all his updated terms of services, eh?”

Getting up, she looked down at him.  “Instead of saundering within the pews, perhaps you should head to confession, Mr. Shelby. I can direct you, if you’d like? Or….” She leaned in, a snarky grin playing on her face. “I can give you the fast pass to hell, surely the Devil can’t wait to meet his biggest fan from Birmingham, eh?” It was the mockery for him. The little teasing infliction of her voice. Eh. He reached up to grip her cheeks, but she turned away before he could. Tommy got up and followed her, and when she heard the click of his lighter, she stopped. “There is no smoking allowed in the church, Thomas. Put it out.”

The cigarette rested between his fingers. “Do the rules still apply to nonbelievers?”

“If you are such a nonbeliever,” she said, turning on her heels. “Then you’d best find better company elsewhere.” Instead of leaving, he sat on the priest’s velvet chair on the altar. He leaned back, crossing his legs as if it was his lounge chair. Luckily for her, she was the only one in the church besides a few custodians. 

“What would your father say,” he said, pointing at her with a cigarette, giving her a knowing look. “Being so disrespectful to his client. To an older person. To a man.”

“He’d say nothing,” she quipped, gathering her bag with her notes and bible. Some of her hair had been peeking through her white veil. Tommy pushed off the chair and walked over, grabbing her arm. Flinching, she pushed him off, a nasty glare on her face. “Don’t touch me-”

“C’mere,” he said, regaining his grip and pulling her in. “You’re being immodest,” he said, a teasing glint in his eyes as he poked the loose strands back under the veil. People were weak under him. Once they were trapped by his little games, it was hard to push away. And she was no different, so small under him. Like the good girl she was meant to be, she stayed in place. “You see,” he started, words muffled slightly from the smoke perched between his lips. “I don’t think this is all you. I think…I think you are here just to be a little fuckin’ brat-”

“Mr. Shelby,” she interjected. “If you don’t mind, I have to get to study.”

When she tried to move from him, he gripped tighter. “I do mind, actually.” Yes, it was true, she had a wild era once in her teens. But it stopped at dancing and drinking. Never had she ever broken the seal. The church was safe. It was to keep her safe, and never had she considered the scenario where a man had her trapped. Mr. Shelby of all men. The small of her back pressed against the side of a wooden pew, digging into her body. The edge felt sharp, even through her thick robes. “I quite like your company. I find it…redeeming? As if my soul is just cleansing being in your presence.”

“You’re mocking me,” she said in a mere whisper, their eyes connecting.

“No,” he said, sarcastically while his knee pressed between her legs. “It’s true. Forgive me, I’m just thinking….” He paused, words trailing off. “Just how much you can save me.”

“I’ll pray for you,” she said, pushing at his chest, but he was just too strong for her.

Grinning, he leaned in, forehead resting against hers. “And how do you pray? On your knees? Hmmm…that’s a good idea. You’ll pray for me, right here. On your knees. Go on, be a good little girl and get on your knees.” He stepped back and waited. His face said it all…don’t try to move. Without breaking eye contact, she slid to her knees. A nun, sure, but she knew enough about life to understand what he wanted. “What do you think you should do?” he asked, all emotion leaving his voice. Her hands reached up to his trousers, closing her eyes. To his amusement, her fingers fumbled with the belt loop, struggling. “I guess those wild years did you no good. Or are you just out of practice? C’mon.” He took over, undoing the metal clasp on his belt and unzipping his trousers.

Eyes squeezed shut, chin quivering, she sobbed. “Mr. Shelby, please-”

“It’s coming, love,” he chuckled, flicking her forehead. “Take it out.”

“You don’t understand,” she said, pleading, tears streaming down her face. “I could lose my apprenticeship!”

“Then Mr. Shelby will give you a better one,” he said, grabbing her hand and placing it against his hardening cock. “Take it out, go on. Do your job.” She couldn’t look at him while doing it; pulling the waistband of his underwear down by the hooks of her fingers. Her fingers gently caressed the cock before it came out, displayed in front of her. Gently, he lifted her chin. “Open your eyes.” Her eyes fluttered open, averting her glance from his cock. Tommy laughed, and teased, “looks like you don’t wanna be here. Come on now, put a smile on that pretty face.” He pulled the sides of her trembling lips and forced a smile upon her face. “There we go, all happy to take your father’s cock.” The words were enough to send a chill up her spine, nevermind his throbbing cock lightly teasing at her lips. Releasing her lips, he snaked his hand around her head and grabbed her hair through her veil. “That’s what you call your priest, right? Haha, Father Shelby….Fuckin’ ‘ell. Never in my life….” 

“I’ll do it,” she agreed in a whisper. Just please stop taunting me. 

“I know you will,” he said, his other hand rubbing her cheek. What he did next took her by surprise; pulling her head back and a ball of spit forming at his lips. He spit in her face. “Cause I know and you know that deep, deep down you are a dirty fuckin’ girl that craves a cock buried in her holes.” She nodded to please him, repeating that she was a dirty girl and that she wanted his cock in one of her holes. The spit was running down her cheek, dripping to her dress leaving a wet streak. 

“Ahhh,” she moaned, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out. He commented how no true good girl knows how to display her mouth so pretty. Leaning in, she took the tip first; kissing, sucking with a pop. Salty and feeling like sin, his precum rested on her tongue. Deeper he had told her, hands resting on the back of her head, pressing her lightly.

His hips jerked and twitched slightly as he cursed. “Shit,” he hissed, fingers digging into the veil. “C’mon, you can take daddy in more. I know you can…Fuck, baby. How dare you try to hide this mouth from me.” Nervously, she choked and tried to back away before taking him in a little more; tongue swirling around his length. 

With a free hand, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and pumped while her tongue worked the tip. Removing him from her mouth, she slid her lips in an array of kisses and licks around the shaft before taking him in again, sucking up and down, drool dripping from her bottom lip. Tommy closed his eyes, gently rocking his hips into her, head thrown back. Fuck he hissed, enjoying how her mouth was so warm and wet around him. It took all his strength not to pick her up and throw her over the altar. No, no…he couldn’t be that disrespectful. “Fuck, baby girl…You’re too good. You’re so good for me. Look at you…being such a whore for the Devil of Birmingham.” She hated to admit it, but it was getting to her; his hands, his words, his cock. Her legs were trembling with need, and it made her feel ashamed. Sucking his cock, she moaned at his degrading, taunting banter.  “Faster, whore….C’mon, take your daddy deeper.” He pushed in more. The poor girl choked as it hit the back of her throat, but he loved that. It was the best feeling; dominating a cunt’s throat. The way it would make their throat burn. It certainly made hers burn in agony, but she wanted to make him happy. He paused, thumb wiping away tears from under her eyes, giving her a moment's beak. Then, to his surprise, it was her who started bobbing her head again, looking up at him with doe-like eyes. 

Tommy didn’t break eye contact, enjoying it as some form of submission. Bobbing her head faster, her moans matched the speed. To keep him the way she wanted, she gripped his hips. “What a pretty girl,” he commented when she pulled back, allowing the pool of spit in her mouth to drip over his twitching dick. She smiled up at him, lips puffy and abused, before sucking him back in; licking, sucking, swallowing. He helped her along, feeling his orgasm build up; bucking his hips forward, faster and with better rhythm. “Good girl, my good girl…fuck! You’re going to swallow it all for me, right?”

“Mmmhm,” she moaned, cock filling her mouth as she matched his speed.

“Daddy is going to fill all those fuckin’ holes,” he said mid high. “Every one, baby girl. You’re gonna drip his cum from your tight ass and daddy’s going to breed that tight fuckin’ cunt.” His words spilled out, and after a while, he was incoherent. His orgasm ripped through him, lacing the inside of her mouth with hot ropes of cum. “F-fuck,” he groaned, getting a few last pumps out while his eyes went hooded. Breaths jagged and uneven, he pulled away, gripping her chin. “Show daddy…ah, good fuckin’ girl. Swallow it.”

“Ahhh,” she moaned, mouth opened as if she was proud before swallowing it. It tasted salty and a bit sweet. Truthfully, perhaps a little vile, but it made her feel dirty. Tommy leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cocked ruined lips. “Thank you, sir.”

“I told you,” he said, teasing. “I know you are just a dirty little slut deep down. Now, are you going to go repent your dirty little sins or do you want to go for a ride with Mr. Shelby?” He tucked himself away and helped her up. “C’mon.” He answered for her, helping her out of the church and to his car. 

She looked up at him, and asked with a teasing glint in her eyes, “What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?” 

“We already established,” he started, pushing the wooden doors open. “You’re a dirty little girl.” 

[cheollipop]

ꕥ— 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙮

navi | taglist

pairing: kitty!choi san x owner!reader x puppy!jung wooyoung

w.c.: 4.4k

tags: smut, fluff, hybrid au, fem reader, mxm heavy (check tags)

squeezed between your body and wooyoung's, kisses littered over his heated skin and whimpers dragged out from between his lips, you guided san through his first heat.

warnings: threesome (m/f/m), thigh humping, unprotected sex (👎), vaginal sex, mxm, anal fingering, some rimming, anal sex, slick for lube lmao, bottom!san, top!wooyoung, sub!san, service dom!reader, who knows what wooyoung is, man just wants to fuck, knotting, multiple orgasms (m&f), so much cum, like a crazy amount, very unrealistic amount of cum, handjob, male squirting, breeding kink, lots of praise, lots of overstimulation, lots of creampies, some cockwarming, some spit, san is very whiny, nicknames (mommy; woo, youngie; sannie, kitty, love, darling), I think that's all?

A/N: this is thank you gift to one of the sweetest people I've had the honour of meeting!! @roodles17 /@littleocean-rose thank you so much for everything, and I really hope I did your idea justice!! happy reading~~

nsfw and warnings under the cut—minors dni 🔞

Fingers pressing into the tattered keycaps, you basked under the sliver of sunlight filtering through the open blinds above your desk, the shining orb only now departing from its locus, a couple more hours to go before the sky changed hues and the clouds resembled cotton candy. You sighed as you turned your attention back to your screen, urging your hands to move while your unfinished report stared back at you.

You don’t hear the muted shuffling behind you, bare feet padding along the floorboards until they reached your side, a subtle gush of air blowing over your skin as the cat hybrid crouched beside you, nuzzling his cheek into your lap. You smiled at the gesture, moving one hand off your keyboard to run it through his blonde locks, taking in his docile form as he sat on the floor by your desk chair. Your mind wandered back to his first few weeks with you: he would only eat when he was alone, startle at any sound, hiss and bite whenever you tried getting near him. But now, that same hybrid sought out affection and even began initiating it, growing whinier every second your attention was not on him, his lips pouting egregiously until you welcomed him into your lap.

He tilted his chin upwards, setting it on your thigh to look up at you expectantly, shifting onto his knees as his eyes grew wider. You huffed out a laugh at his expression, and you knew the warmth in your chest had nothing to do with the golden rays of spring shining through your window. But your work deadline ticked in your head, your eyes flitting back towards your laptop as its fan whirred in the background, sighing in defeat.

“I really need to get this done, Sannie,” the disappointment on his face pulled at your heartstrings. “I’m sorry, love. Give me an hour or two and I’ll be all yours, okay?”

The pout on his lips persisted, but a hesitant nod shook his head. You smiled. He was your good boy.

San remained by your side for next hour, cheek smushed against your pajama bottoms and his tail brushing over your feet every time it swayed. It distracted you at first, the subtle purr vibrating over your thigh, but soon your fingers began moving steadily over the keys, typing paragraph after paragraph, San’s restless fidgeting going unnoticed as you immersed yourself into your report.

He stared up at your profile, eyebrows furrowed in concentration and your lips pursed while you worked, a shot of pain surging through his tight abdomen. You’d heard San make a lot of noises—needy meows, hearty giggles, feisty hisses—but the pained mewl slipping through his lips wasn’t one of them, instantly turning your head towards him. Teary eyes met yours, his chin propped up on your thigh and his face contorting into that of fiery need, fingers grasping at your calves in an attempt to ground himself. You noted the trail of slick left on the floorboards under him, shimmering under the sunlight as he rutted over the solid wood.

Drawing your attention back to his eyes, you held his face in your palms, “Sannie, can you tell me what hurts, love?”

“I-I can’t wait anymore, ‘hurts,” tears welled up in his eyes, and before you could repeat your question, San’s hand finds its way between his legs, palming over the tent in his pink sleep shorts with built-up desperation. “Please, ‘want you now.”

You glanced at your screen, the nearing deadline ticking in your head as you weighed your options. Small hands tugged at your flowy bottoms, the sound of reckless shuffling focusing your attention on San as he dragged his hips along the floor, soft whimper slipping through his parted lips. Your fingers twitched over his skin, slipping down to rest on his biceps.

“How about you grind against mommy while she gets the rest of her work done, hm?”

San’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly scrambled off the floor to straddle one of your thighs, panting heavily as you moved his waistband down—sucking in a deep breath at the lack of underwear—and snapping it under his balls. The thin material was soaked through, precum and slick darkening the cotton as San’s arousal flooded out of his delicate body. You’d never seen the cat hybrid act this way, eying over his reddening skin while he grinded his leaking cock over your upper thigh, streaks of precum staining the fabric.

“Good?” You pushed back the blonde strands sticking to his damp forehead.

“’F-feels weird, mommy, I- ah!”

“Weird how, love?” You brushed a thumb over his shut eyelid, a silent request for him to look at you, and he did, peaking at you through the thick veil of arousal clouding his senses. “Tell mommy how you’re feeling.”

“I-I don’t know...”

The pout on his lips drew a smile on yours, “Do you not feel good?”

“No! ‘Feels so good…. I-I’m so close,” his hips slowed, San's eyebrows furrowing at the languid pace despite it being his own doing.

“Does kitty want to cum?” You smiled, tucking a loose strand behind his ear.

He bit back a moan, canines digging into his bottom lip as he tortured himself with slow drags over your clothed skin. “But, ngh- I don’t wanna get your clothes dirty.”

Fondness flooded your chest, your heart about to burst at the innocence held within his words, contrasting the flushed state of his skin and the precum seeping into your patterned pants. “Oh Sannie, you’re such a good boy, aren’t you?” Your lips stretched further at the subtle perk-up of his ears at the nickname, “don’t worry about that, darling, we can wash them later.”

Your hands found their place on his behind, guiding his movements over your thigh until airy moans poured out of him. Tucking his face into the crook of your neck, he breathed in your scent, blowing hot air out of his lungs while he frantically rolled his hips back into your palms, and forwards over the soft cotton. Mumbled pleas and heavy pants muffled by your skin, the stutter of his hips as you moved them over you, San drowned himself in the overwhelming pleasure, his cock pulsing while ropes of white painted over the pattern on your pants.

A rough tongue ran over your pulse point, suckling on the delicate skin as he continued to grind over you, still hard and not showing any signs of fatigue. Unusual, you thought, as the hybrid was usually satisfied after one round, feeding off the attention you’d given him until another wave of need overtook him. Frenetic hips continued to move over your thigh, aided by the translucent liquid coating your pants, his thrusts only calming down once a third body entered the room, resonant footsteps turning hushed as bare feet pressed into the fluffy rug in your study. A curious—and slightly erratic—nose dug into the side of San’s freckled neck, Wooyoung’s hanging ears along with a few strands of purple brushing against the side of your face, the poignant scent of lavender permeating the air around you. Sandwiched between the two bodies, you watched queryingly as his sniffing nose trailed upwards to nuzzle into the other hybrid’s hair—yet another unusual occurrence.

After a couple months of cautious steps and endless bickering, the two hybrids were basically inseparable. Their scent mingled into one, and one of their beds was almost always empty as they began to favour a shared sleeping arrangement. But Wooyoung was acting strange, as though he was experiencing a new side to San, inhaling a scent different to the one he’d grown used to.

“Smells so good,” he muttered into the blonde locks, arm circling the two bodies in the creaking chair to pull San closer with a hand on his lower back, pushing him further into your chest with the gesture.

“Youngie…” Wooyoung’s ears perked up at the gravelly tone, but his face remained buried into the side of San’s head. “Youngie, ‘want you, please,” his hips gave a few aggressive thrusts before another load of hot cum spurted out of his angry cockhead, a broken cry sending a wave of arousal down to your core, and—judging by the grunt leaving the puppy hybrid’s lips—Wooyoung’s as well.

You gave San a few seconds to wind down, sucking in a surprised gasp when the hybrid returned to his insistent grinding, a whispered “not enough” on his lips. With your hands on his shoulders, you pulled him off you until his flushed face returned to your field of vision, glossy lips parted and eyes lidded with lust while he moved his cock over a puddle of his own cum. Levelling Wooyoung with a warning look, the hybrid pulled back his meddling nose with a dejected whine, allowing you to examine the cat hybrid without his unneeded assistance. You placed a hand on his cheek, the other on his forehead, eyebrows raising at the abnormal warmth seeping into your palms as the blonde nuzzled into your touch, a soft purr vibrating in his chest. The high temperature, the urgent need for stimulation, the obscene amount of cum coating your thigh—you gathered the symptoms in your head, a final diagnosis flashing in red before your eyes. Of course.

Your fingers slid into his hair, thumb brushing over his cheekbone while you scratched at the hair behind his ears, the worry pulling your eyebrows together lessening at the way San melted under your touch. “Oh, love, you’re in heat?” It was as though your words had reminded him of his current situation, his movements growing frantic again, the hand you’d slid down to his hips proving useless in calming him down. “My poor baby,” you cooed, allowing him to move as he wished, “you won’t feel better until you get a knot in you.”

San’s head snapped upwards, looking for the puppy hybrid’s eyes and finding them staring right back at him, the veins in his hands protruding out of the delicate skin as he gripped the edge of the chair behind you to prevent himself from reaching out to San. Your good boy, following your unspoken instruction.

Small hands circled around your head to grab fistfuls of Wooyoung’s shirt, making you on eye-level with San’s chest as his eyes grew teary with overflowing need, “please, Youngie, please knot me.”

Peering down at you with a questioning gaze, hints of desperation glimmering in his hooded eyes, Wooyoung silently asked you an obvious question, his fingers twitching beside your head. You smiled, huffing out a small laugh as your chest brimmed with teeming adoration.

“What do you say, Youngie, should we help our poor kitty out?”

--

Small hands kneaded at the backs of your thighs, folding you in half and leaning over your body while he dug his blunt nails into the flesh, the relaxed pace at which he squeezed at your skin contrasting that of his hips, hammering into your soaked pussy without relent, as though he hadn’t dragged two orgasms out of you already. You slid a hand over the side of his neck, bringing his head down until the tell-tale roughness of his tongue grazed your collarbone.

San’s thrusts faltered, his hips now shallowly rolling into your cunt while mumbled gibberish mixed with whimpers poured onto your chest in hot exhales. He was more so rutting his hips back than forward, meeting Wooyoung’s long fingers as they stretched him open, a stream of slick dripping down San’s balls and mingling with your arousal and his cum, a thick load already stuffed deep within you. At the change in demeanour, Wooyoung prodded the pads of his fingers at the swollen gland again, eyes following the frantic sway of the fluffy white tail in front of him, and noting the subtle twitch of San’s toned thighs.

“Youngie, ‘s enough,” San pleaded, voice drowned out as he dug his face further into the crook of your neck, and Wooyoung decided he liked that reaction. So he repeated the motion, once, twice, until you felt his throbbing length pulsating within you. “Nghh! P-please I-”

He drew his hips away from the relentless digits, sheathing himself within your warm walls as Wooyoung milked him from the back, his muscles jerking with every brush against his prostate. He pulled his fingers out at the first protest from the cat hybrid, a feisty paw swinging backwards in complaint, instead leaning down lick a stripe over San’s winking hole, clenching uselessly as slicked oozed out of it. That same paw reached back to press against the back of Wooyoung’s head, pushing him further between his legs as the starved tongue lapped at his puckered rim.

To your surprise, San’s attention focused back onto you, his eyes lidded but still aware, not yet clouded with the thick haze of his heat. Rolling his hips experimentally, San’s eyebrows furrowed in discomfort momentarily before relaxing, languidly grinding his once-again hardening cock into your cunt, exhaling breathy moans that reached your face in negligible puffs, “am I making you feel good, mommy?”

You carded your fingers through his soft locks, the sound of Wooyoung suckling excitedly on San’s rim drowning into the background as gentle eyes awaited your affirmation. “You feel so good, Sannie, always so good got me, love,” the corners of your lips curved into an easy smile, your overwhelming infatuation towards the hybrid pouring into your expression. But then his face contorted again, as though every motion within you wounded him. “Sannie, does it hurt, darling? We can stop now if you’re tired-”

“No!” Pink painted his cheeks at the sudden raise in his tone, his next words uttered under his breath with embarrassment laced into the syllables, “p-please don’t stop, mommy feels so good.... ‘wanna cum again, please, can I?”

Holding his face between your palms, you drew him closer to smack a few open-mouthed kisses onto his heated forehead, thumbing over his cheekbones while you eyed his features for a few seconds, his soft whine reminding you that he’d asked a question, “of course you can, darling, you can cum as many times as you want.” San’s ears perked up, his tail standing straight for a moment before beginning to wave at a building pace, becoming uncontrollable after he’d picked up your next words, “do you wanna try coming on Youngie’s knot?”

San's hips stilled, partly at your words, but also due to the firm chest now stuck to his sweat-covered back, Wooyoung’s cock snug between his cheeks. Small fingers clutched your thighs again, digging into the skin as Wooyoung teased his cockhead over the perky hole, smearing precum around until it formed a homogenous mixture with San’s slick before finally breaching his entrance. The tinges of neglect you’d been feeling faded away with every inch Wooyoung pushed into the hybrid above you, your position under him granting you a front-row view to his changing expressions—his delicate features reforming as pleasure seeped through his nerves, his eyes fluttering as he tried to keep them open, drawing a perfect circle with his mouth and widening it into an oval once Wooyoung bottomed out. You resisted shutting your eyes, wanting to take in the hushed whimpers escaping the back of San’s throat without any external interferences, but couldn’t bring yourself to look away from the hybrid’s face.

Wooyoung’s patience had never been the greatest, always first to jump off the couch whenever he heard your footsteps approaching the front door; not backing down even after getting scolded for crowding you while you made dinner. So you weren’t particularly surprised when he allowed San only a few seconds to adjust, snapping his hips into the hybrid with urgency, pushing his body into yours with every forceful thrust. Veiny hands found San’s waist, gripping the narrow diameter while he drove his cock into his dripping hole, lowering his head to watch himself sink into the stretched rim, and puckered his lips to drop a wad of spit over it, adding to the mess San had already made.

The sweat coating San’s forehead smeared over your chest, his body curling in on itself as he simply took Wooyoung’s cock, giving up on his lousy attempts at thrusting into you. Wrapping your arms around San’s shoulders, you cradled the back of his head and pressed your lips to his hair, the sound of skin-on-skin blending in with the soft mewls vibrating against your chest while Wooyoung pounded into him.

“Kitty feels so good, so warm inside, ah-” his hands slid off San’s waist, one curving over the slope of his ass, spreading him open until the stretched hole peeked at him, squeezing deliciously around his cock, the other pressing onto his lower back.

San's back arched, his nipples rubbing over your torso with every forward jerk, “Youngie, please m-more- ‘want more- hnngh!”

The tone of his voice, the airy moans paired with the drool pooling over your skin, the minute brushes of his cockhead over your g-spot—you were beginning to feel impatient, walls clenching around his throbbing length. That was enough to drive him over the edge, your eyebrows shooting up when warmth spread through your lower belly, the hybrid’s body shuddering as another orgasm rushed through him, Wooyoung’s hips resolute as he guided him through his high.

Through the thick haze of lust, Wooyoung’s eyes locked on you, seemingly noticing your restless state as you warmed San’s cock. He leaned over the blonde’s body, planting a kiss over his shoulder blade, “is kitty being lazy?” the words seemed to fly over his head, his eyes barely open as he rode out the aftershocks of his orgasm, so Wooyoung gave him a harsh thrust to drag his attention back to him, a startled cry leaving his lips, “Does Sannie like Youngie’s cock that much? Too dumb to do anything but take it?”

San’s head shot off your chest, craning his neck to look back at the puppy hybrid, “l-love Youngie’s cock, please, ‘want it so bad-”

Despite San’s pleads, Wooyoung remained still, one hand squeezing at the flesh of his ass and the other reaching forward to lock with yours, “uh uh, you gotta move properly, San-ah,” he rolled his hips once, moving San with him, his cock hard and throbbing inside you.

“It’s okay, Woo,” you tried, but Wooyoung shook his head.

“Mommy should feel good too,” he pulled his hand away, holding San’s hips and guiding his movements—forward to properly fuck into you, then back to sink his cock into his tight heat.

With your walls wrapped around him and his around Wooyoung’s, the leaking cockhead pressing into his prostate every time it split him open, San’s breathing quickened, chest flushed and heaving as a melody of moans fell off his tongue. Unsatisfied with the pace San was going at, Wooyoung returned to his frenzied rhythm, taking San’s hips with him as he hammered his cock into his tight ass. Soft fingers grasped at the sheets by your head, glimmering eyes—glazed over and glassy—staring back at you, his lips moving in unuttered words as he found his voice through the sounds of pleasure occupying it.

“A-am I doing good, mommy? Is Sannie making you f-feel good?”

The desperation in his voice caused the butterflies in your stomach to thrash around, your fingers gentle as they caressed the hair at his crown, your other hand rubbing soothing circles between his shoulders, gliding smoothly over the sweat beading over his skin. “My good boy, doing so well for me,” you cooed.

And he was. Shots of pleasure seared up your spine as his cock dragged over your pulsing walls, curving into your sweet spot to push you closer to the edge. You could hear the distinct purr reverberating in San’s chest, the gap between your bodies small enough to allow his perked-up nipples to faintly brush against yours with every onward sway.

You could hear Wooyoung’s growing frantic, leaning forward and growling into San’s neck as he fucked into his dripping ass, “mommy, please, hah- c-can I fill kitty up? ‘wanna fuck his breeding hole full of Youngie’s cum, can I please?”

Heat surged through your insides at his words, his lidded eyes peeking at you over San’s shoulder, and you could see his tail wagging violently in the background. You pushed a purple strand off his forehead, brushing your thumb over his eyebrow as you spoke, attempting to maintain a steady tone while San’s hips bucked into you, “you have t-to ask Sannie, baby, not me.”

Burying his nose into San’s neck, inhaling the sweet scent emitting off him between the words he muffled into his skin, “Sannie, can I? C-can I give you my knot? ‘Want you to have Youngie’s pups.”

A whimper escaped through San’s parted lips, not knowing whether to pump his cock into you or to fuck himself on Wooyoung’s, his rhythm all over the place as he pathetically whined and begged for release, “y-yeah- yes, please- ‘Wanna have your pups, g-give it all to me- nghh!”

Amidst the chaos occurring above you, your nerves lit up as your orgasm snuck up on you, your lips parting in a silent cry while San continued his arrhythmic thrusts despite the tremors shaking your body. Whispered I’m sorry's blew over your skin, the setting sun bidding you farewell through the open blinds and painting the walls in a pinkish hue, the rays’ warmth nearly equivalent to that within you as San’s cock spurted weak ribbons of white between your walls. You whimpered at the overstimulation, and San pulled out of you, resting his softening length on your mound while the other hybrid used him like a fucktoy.

The rasp in Wooyoung’s voice echoed in your ears, “gonna look so pretty when you’re swollen.” San’s mewled in response. “All mine, my pretty kitty, going to take all of Youngie’s cum,” he ended with a throaty grunt, snapping his hips thrice before stilling, his knot locking in place and his abdomen flexing as he unloaded inside his heat.

San’s body seized up atop of yours, his face scrunching in discomfort momentarily before easing, and his muscles turned to jelly as he relaxed over you. But Wooyoung’s hand reached between their tangled limbs, pressing San’s spent cock into your lower belly and ignoring the broken protests from below. Grinding his hips into San’ stretched rim, he emptied his thick load inside his used hole, his hand dragging the blonde’s cock over the faint bulge in your tummy where a pool of his cum sat within your womb.

“Youngie, ‘hurts, it hurts-” He hiccupped, and yet his hips followed the movement, forcing his eyelids open to watch his angry cockhead smear watery cum and remnants of your arousal over the skin. “I can’t- please, I-I-”

“Yes you can, Sannie,” you interjected, running a shaky hand through his damp locks, “you can give Woo and I one more, right?”

His eyes welled up with tears, but he nodded nonetheless, the thick knot tugging against his swollen entrance as he slid his length over your skin. “F-feels weird, mommy,” but San kept moving, Wooyoung’s hand still spread over the length to trap him against you.

It was as though a pressure had been rapidly building inside him—Wooyoung’s knot stretching him open and his cum fucked so deep inside him, your skin so smooth and tender under his overstimulated cock as he continued to rut against it. Rough fingers wrapped around the base of his tail, tugging harshly and sending waves of euphoria crashing through San’s trembling body. The pressure burst in the form of translucent streams, his cock twitching uncontrollably as Wooyoung palmed over the head, urging more liquid to squirt out of it and coat your torso. A broken cry ripped out of San’s throat, jerking backwards and away from the puppy’s merciless touch until he gave him some reprieve.

Strong arms wrapped around San’s waist, holding him against his firm body while his chest rose and fell erratically. You sat up, running gentle hands over San’s thighs while peppering kisses over his damp skin, patient while the spasming in his muscles died down. Resting back on his heels, Wooyoung’s arms remained protective around San’s delicate body, eyes roaming over the liquid dripping off your breasts and down your abdomen, a cheeky smile stretching his lips until his canines peeked through:

“I think kitty's all out of milk.”

Once Wooyoung’s knot went down, he slapped off the sticky paws clinging to him and kissed away the pout painting San’s lips, rushing out of bed to clean up. San complained for less than minute before you walked in—showered and carrying a wet rag—to clean him up, running the cloth between his legs and wiping away all the slick and cum. He would shower later, but now, he allowed you to slip a fresh pair of matching pajamas onto his limp body, inhaling the familiar scent of your vanilla-scented laundry detergent before sinking into the clean bedding you’d laid out.

Settling into bed with his head tucked into your neck, limbs tangled up underneath the duvet, you heard the resonant purr sounding in his chest a few seconds before wet footsteps breached the doorway. A warm body followed by a trail of floral bodywash stretched over you to flop behind San's figure, arms enveloping the fatigued hybrid and his hands falling over your waist. With a final look at the two of them—San’s eyes fluttering shut as he succumbed to his exhaustion, cheeks flushed and his hair matted with dried-up sweat; a soft snore dragging your attention to the knocked-out puppy, damp, purple locks spread out on the pillow under his head while he squeezed himself flush against San’s back.

Despite his drowsiness, San peeked an eye open to look at you, an easy smile curling the corners of his lips once he found your gaze. You leaned forward to press your lips to his forehead, then his cheekbones, and finally his pouted lips, moving back while scratching behind his fluffed ears to watch slumber pulling his eyelids shut. You mooned over the tranquillity weaved into his expression—the subtle tug at the corner of his lips, a smile he couldn’t hold back even when unconscious—as though he carried no concern for the next wave of his heat, content so long as he remained encompassed within the familiar scent of vanilla and lavender.

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I did it, I finished the fic.

Cover by the amazing @nicodrawings

It's 109k and fully complete, welcome to my oc's first cursed, sappy adventure.

"Heart of Gotham"

Fandom: Detective Comics

Rating: T M

Summary:

Conrad Bishop thinks he knows who he is: A nerd, a goof, a coward. But heartbreak comes along to destroy that version of him. As he shatters, an alien ring decides that the depth of his pain has the potential to forge him into a potent Star Sapphire. While grief may be a devastatingly powerful form of love, can he survive on it alone? Maybe not. But it’s what he thinks deserves.

Everyone thinks they know who Damian Wayne is: A prince, a pariah, a hero. The truth is worse. No one thinks he’s easy to love, and he agrees. It’s fine. He doesn’t need it, he’s got duty and a body to spend in service of it until there’s nothing left to hate. But sometimes? Sometimes he wonders if that’s all he can be.

By chance they share the same science class, and--for better or worse--that's all it takes to send them on a path that neither of them would have ever dared to consider.

Love conquers all.

...Maybe

Excerpt:

Damian started changing out of his uniform and Conrad awkwardly looked away. He cleared his throat. “Hey, so, I’ve been thinking…”

“Hmm?” Damian grunted as he unclasped and slid his tunic off.

“Well, you used the ring to save me, right? But you know...the whole bit is that if you want to heal someone you have to…uh. You'd…you'd have to love--"

“Philia.” Damian cut in quickly.

“Did…did you--was that a slur?”

“…No! Philia is the Greek concept of love between friends. That’s what the ring was pulling from.” It was mostly true. It was mostly philia. Mostly.

Conrad considered that for a moment, then beamed. “Oh. Oh! So you admit it? You think we’re friends?”

Damian finished pulling a hoodie on and turned to squint at him. “How are you this stupid.”

“Oh my god you do!”

“If you’re like this for the entire ride back, there is a high likelihood that I will change my--oh come on!” Damian complained fruitlessly as he had to endure yet another hug. “I should have let you bleed out.” He hissed, and Conrad just laughed.

“I love you too, buddy.”

A tip of the hat:

Before I get into anything else, again the cover and reference sheet were done by the amazing @nicodrawings. She's terrific, professional, easy to work with (and I am ANNOYING), and I think the quality speaks for itself. Her art is tremendous and her covers are maybe the highest quality I've seen from an indie artist.

And those colors.

Her commissions are open right now and she's making a fan comic that looks so cool, and she does all this other cool stuff. Check her out, okay?

Concepts, Themes, and Character Focus

The core questions I wanted to ask were:

"Can two broken people ever be good for each other?"

"Can you actually move past the pain of loss?"

"How do you love someone?"

I love Lantern lore, and Star Sapphires specifically. Maybe too much

I was fascinated by a Corps that represented love but was usually fueled by despair and anguish instead, and wielded one of the harder to control colors of the Emotional Spectrum. So I decided to create one from scratch and place them in Earth's most notorious tragedy factory: Gotham City.

Conrad is shamelessly emotional and ruled by his affections, and was like that even before the ring. The only son of a pair of Haitian immigrants, Conrad grew up feeling very loved, and even his parents terrible handling of his attempt to come out wasn't enough to shake that. But his parents never really pushed him, and his easy-going nature meant he didn't develop a lot of self determination. Then he suffers an incredibly traumatizing loss, and suddenly his carefully laid carpet of normalcy and avoidance is torn up to reveal some structural problems underneath.

Damian is emotional and ruled by his affections, and is a little ashamed of it. He also felt loved when he was growing up, but unlike Conrad, much of the love he received was in the form of praise for his success, which had the unfortunate effect of making him seek approval in ways that were often unhelpful, most often to himself. He's tried so hard, and done so much work to be a better person, and he's even accumulated a group of peers who adore him. But he's still lonely, has trouble accepting his own progress, and the guilt he carries making new connections difficult.

Everyone is a couple of years older than they are in canon, which I did to make the content more appropriate, and also so I could play with the ambiguity of those three undocumented years, and hand wave away some of the more...uncharitable parts of canon without having to rewrite everything. This is Damian still on his early Rebirth character track, before the many resets to his character development. He's still harsh and somewhat antisocial, but he's also older, more mellow, and has worked through a couple of things. He's settled enough to allow for some honest introspection.

I didn't initially plan for this to be a love story, but their internal conflicts were complimentary and their deepest wishes slotted together so neatly that the direction felt natural. They cover many of each other's weaknesses and blind spots, while making some of their other hangups worse.

The romance isn't even the critical part really, it's just the way they end up expressing emotional intimacy. They are friends first, and that's what holds everything together. It's all about them showing up for each other in ways that are sometimes difficult, and the fact that they always will, regardless of whether they're in a relationship or not.

It's an awkward, intense, teen relationship, and it's not always a good thing for either of them--even before factoring in cosmic super weapons and secret identities.

Also, there are... a lot of cameos and odd side characters.

[k-s-morgan]

Hey K, have you seen the controversy around Hugh Dancy’s answers to hannigram-related questions at the Fan expo? Some fans are mad saying he’s a Hannigram denier but I’ve been in this fandom for 11 years now and honestly, reading his answers, he’s still saying the same stuff he always did though? So I’m a bit confused as to why people are angry with his answers?

He always acknowledged they loved each other, that it was a romance, but platonic. Also, I think he’s got a very British sense of humor and is sarcastic and ironic a lot and was never really into discussing hannigram as an openly gay romance, but more so because he is a literal guy in the way he communicates. Tons of Brits are like that. Especially actors, they’re not keen on doing fan service or saying what people like to hear. Mads on the other hand, loves enticing the audience and talking about Hannigram the way they want to hear.

All in all, maybe it’s bc some of these people are new to the fandom, but I literally think that this was just Hugh being Hugh and he gave mostly the same responses as he’s done in the past. It’s a mix of his sense of humor and the tone of the fan expo which is light and not necessarily a proper interview where he’d be more serious and give long answers.

Overall, what do you think?

Hi! Yes, I know a lot of people were unhappy with Hugh's responses - I'm not watching the fandom as closely as I used to, but I'm still keeping an eye on it.

I agree with you in that I heard nothing new. In my opinion, the problem lies in the reputation of 'Hannibal' fandom. We're known as a (mostly) cozy place where the biggest M/M ship is canon and actively supported by cast, writers, and the director. They all said so many wonderful things over the years, things that keep being repeated and are taken as a fandom Bible.

That's why people might still be unpleasantly surprised when they hear Hugh's reserved, distant replies, or Mads' weirdly shallow answers, or Bryan's ideas that are all over the place.

The truth is, ten years separate these people from their work. Hugh in particular hasn't even seen S3 as a complete product, at least from what I lasted heard. Besides, they all have been inconsistent even when the show was airing - Hugh has an interesting habit of saying different things depending on what kind of interview he's giving and who he's with. As an example, in the commentary to S3, he agreed with Bryan that Will was jealous of Bedelia and snapping at her because of it, but then later, he said Will disliked Bedelia for basically being a bad person, with jealousy being unrelated to it.

I'll be the first person to admit that some of Hugh's (and others') answers make no sense or contradict the show, but over the years, I got very used to it, to the point where it doesn't faze me any longer.

Hugh thinks it would take Will 7 season to fall in love with Hannibal, even though 7 seasons haven't been in the plans for over a decade (as Bryan has settled on 5 ages ago), and Will's silence to Bedelia's question and his further choices clearly meant to show he reciprocates? Ok. Hugh things Will's feelings for Hannibal are unrelated to his feelings regarding his own darkness? Fine - at least he acknowledged Will is dark because sometimes there are some denials about it. He thinks Will's decision to betray Jack and Alana and get a bunch of innocent people killed has nothing to do with his love for Hannibal? Lol, but all right.

I don't believe S4 will ever happen. Now, if it's announced, and then I keep hearing the stuff I really don't like, I might get worried, but as it is, I just save the things I agree with and ignore the rest :D The show is over, and we are all invited to come up with our own version of Will and Hannibal's future life. I'm also absolutely certain that we, passionate fans, know the show much, much better than people who were involved in it a decade ago. I mean, if I finished writing a fic 2 years ago, then a reader who just read it will probably know it better than I do at this point. It's natural.

Also, during this reunion, so many wonderful things were said, too. About Hannibal inviting Molly 'for dinner' and Will describing him as a 'therapist' to her, Hannibal urging Will to lose at least a dog or two out of the thousand when they are on the run, Will being annoyed by Hannibal's fussy kitchen habits, etc.

Basically, I don't think we heard anything new or bad. Some answers might have been frustrating, but the good still tops the bad, in my opinion - and the bad isn't all that relevant.

[kaisers-house-of-desires]

Do you think it would be possible for me to request Ganondorf x masculine hyrulian readerwith size difference + whatever other kinks you wish to add?

I adore reading your fics for those of us who use masculine, nonbinary, and neopronouns! So far, I've probably read almost all of them, and look forward to what ideas you have in mind for this! Thank you for such a wonderful set of stories!

Of course that's possible! I'm quite the fan of size differences myself, especially with our Great Demon King~

Thank you for your kind words, guest! It's an honor to serve this community.

Title: A Hylian's Fantasy

Characters: Ganondorf x m!reader

Contains: size difference, roleplay, restraints, fingering, slight degradation,

Fandom: Legend of Zelda

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

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It was times like these that you forgot just how terrifyingly tall the Demon King was.

The demon king had destroyed your tent, having ripped the shelter from its stakes and tossing it aside. You were lucky to escape the crumpled fabric just in time, quickly standing to your feet with sword in hand.

Now you stood just some feet away from him, your hand clenching tightly to your sword as the other gripped the steel shield. You weren't sure how he found you or why he was even after you.

"I see you found me," you stated, getting into fighting stance. "Care to explain why you're always on my ass?"

"How vulgar." Ganon chuckled darkly, not even fearing you. "Not even a 'hello?'"

"Not unless you explain why you've been tailing me!" At least the few times he's spotted you, you've managed to make an escape, but this time, it seemed like he wanted to fight.

"Do you really think I owe you any explanation?" Ganon tilted his head, looking down at you both literally and figuratively. "You are a nothing pesky Hylian, but I simply require your services for something."

"Could have stated that before..." you huffed, not once faltering your stance. "But as if I'd work with you!"

"Oh my dear..."

"...it's not about working with me." You didn't realize he had moved behind you. You whirled around only to realize just where he stood. Your head ended up just below his chest, and you had to crane your neck up just to see his face. You were about to jump back when the flat of his blade kept you still.

"Come, let's take a little walk."

---

Ganon led you back to an enemy enclosure, one that was gussied up more like a shelter than a hideaway. He fastened a set of shackles on your wrists behind your back after taking your items, leaving you with nothing but the basic attire you wore.

"Gh...so...what's the Demon King need with a 'pesky Hylian' like me?" you asked, adjusting to the restraints."

"Oh it's quite simple, really. There's actually something...special about you." Ganon tilted your head up, forcing your gaze to meet his. "Yes...very special."

You shook your head away, glaring at him.

Ganon merely chuckled, setting himself on the cot that resided in the shelter. He beckoned you over, and though hesitating, you stepped over. He reached for you, grabbing and setting you on his lap. Despite the both of you sitting up, you still felt small compared to him. His form was massive, and you straddling him felt like an accomplishment given your shorter stature. One of his large hands caressed your body, slowly slipping down to the hem of your pants.

"See...I think you'd be perfect as a new...toy for me~" At his words, his hand slipped in, past your boxers as well, and gripped one of your cheeks.

You gasped as red tinted your face, writhing lightly. "A-As if I'd ever--!"

"Ah ah ah...you haven't even given it a chance~" One of his fingers carefully worked its way into your ass, making you gasp and rest yourself on his chest. His fingers were larger than average, and you swore it felt like someone shoved their dick in you straight away. You moaned softly once he began to move, body subconsciously rocking against his finger. "Ah see~? And you almost didn't want it~"

It honestly felt too good to pass up, not to mention with how pent up you were. You welcomed his finger, even urging him for more.

"P-Please...~ J-Just a little more~"

If one finger wasn't enough for you, then two it'll be. Ganon added a second, steadily thrusting them. You practically bounced against his fingers, burying your face into his neck to muffle your moans. He kept this up for a moment until he deemed you ready, carefully taking his fingers out of your ass to literally rip your pants off your body, tearing them at the seams. Though you didn't seem to mind, for you knew what was about to come.

After a small bit of maneuvering, Ganon's cock sprang from his bottoms, pressing flush against your ass. It was enough to get you to sigh out, teasing it with gentle hip gyrations.

"My...someone is quite needy, isn't he?" Ganon teased, lifting you up to position you over his cock.

You shuddered at the fact he could lift you with ease, but again, you didn't mind. Your mind was too blissed out to even care at the moment. In fact, you were begging him to fill you.

How could he deny such an adorable, broken man? Well he spared no second, pulling you down while thrusting up at the same time, filling you to the brim. You arched back, broken moans filling the air as Ganon could clearly see the bulge forming from your stomach. He chuckled at the sight.

"Such a mess you are now~ Look at you~" Without wasting another moment Ganon began to move, thrusting at a steady speed as to not break you so soon.

Ganon was a lot but nothing you couldn't handle, or rather, you would be made to handle it, but not that you were complaining. His cock filled and stretched you so much, you didn't have a single complaint. It felt so heavenly, so blissful. At this point, you'd gladly be a toy for him.

"G-Ganon~!!"

"That's it, that's a good boy~ You're taking my cock so well for a worthless little Hylian~"

You found yourself once again resting on his chest, unable to form proper thoughts from the feeling of him stretching you open so wide. All you could do was call for him, call for the Demon King and tell him how good he felt deep inside of you.

Your chanting and praise seemed to really aid him, as he could feel himself about to cum very soon.

"Come on~ Just like that~ Cum with me~"

You didn't need to be told twice, as when he ordered it, you came with a muffled shriek, your body quaking against him.

---

The two of you laid on the cot after cleaning up. Your shirt was a mess so you had borrowed a portion of Ganon's top wear, but that didn't mean much as you laid on top of him under the blankets.

"So...did that satisfy all your little fantasies?" Ganon asked, rubbing your back in a soothing way.

You nodded tiredly, snuggling into your king. "It was perfect~"

The two of you had had this planned out for some time. You were a traveler that Ganon sought after, and he'd do anything in his power to make sure you were his.

"Though you fell a little to easily~" Ganon teased.

"Oh hush." You gave him a light hit to the chest. "How could I not with how big your fingers are~?"

Ganon simply gave a soft chuckle before rubbing your head. "Rest up. We'll get home later."

[kwanisms]

Kinkuary 16 Chan — face fucking // deepthroating

➥ dom!Chan × service sub!Reader

summary: Chan can't believe his ears when his girlfriend comes to him, asking him to live out not only one but two of his fantasies. Of course he's gonna jump at the chance.

wc: 2.1k

warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, sexual content (minors dni!): dom!Chan, sub!Reader (she just wants to do a good job), oral (m receiving, f receiving), throat training, face fucking, deepthroating, cum swallowing, fingering, edging, use of pet names (a mix of baby, honey, angel, and slut lol), slight sir kink if you squint, Chan is a little hard but he takes care of the reader afterwards.

a/n: apologies for this being so late. I have no excuse except I'm exhausted and wanna die lol anyway hi, I'm back on my dom Lee Chan agenda. He is a dom and you will not change my mind lol this is a hill i will die on. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy this installment of Kinkuary and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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"We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

You glanced up at Chan sitting before you, his hand moving to take your chin gently. "If you're nervous or scared," he added. "We don't have to do this." His genuine smile just made you more determined.

When you had approached him earlier with your demand, Chan nearly choked on his drink. He'd been standing in the kitchen of your apartment, drinking some water after a long workout with Soonyoung and Jihoon.

He'd just taken a shower and wanted to find something to eat when you approached him, wrapping your arms around his waist while he looked through your fridge. "We could always order out," he murmured, eyes scanning the interior of your refrigerator but finding nothing caught his eye. You'd watched as he pulled from your grasp and pulled out his phone to scroll through nearby takeout places.

You'd gotten a serious look on your face before calling his name. He turned to give you his attention. "What's up?" he asked, lifting the bottle of water as you spoke.

"I want you to fuck my face."

He'd let out a choked sound, coughing as he set the bottle of water on the counter. You waited for his shock to subside. "You what?" he gasped. You blinked slowly before taking a deep breath.

"I want you to fuck my face," you repeated calmly.

Chan walked over to you, pressing a hand to your forehead and checking for a temperature. You assured him you were fine. "Where is this coming from?" he asked, taking your hands in his.

"You always talk about it when I go down on you and I finally put some thought into it and I want to try," you explained. Chan took your face in his hands, eyes looking into yours.

"You know you don't have to do this to please me," he murmured. "Sure, I've thought about doing it several times, but… I don't want to hurt you," he said softly, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth. "If I hurt you, I'd never forgive myself," he added.

You pulled his hands from your cheeks and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "Please, Channie?" you said sweetly. The sweet tone in your voice paired with the innocent look in your eyes did things to him. The fire that had started in the pit of his stomach the moment you first spoke was fanned by the way you called him Channie.

He let his actions speak for him, hand cradling the back of your neck as he took your lips in a heated kiss, tongue slipping past your parted lips and groaning as your hands found purchase on his waist, pulling him closer, pressing your body on his.

The kiss progressed, hands moving quickly as you tugged at each other's clothes, stumbling through your apartment to the bedroom where you finally took a little control from your boyfriend and pushed him down onto the bed before kneeling in front of him.

Chan removed your top, revealing you weren't wearing shorts under the oversized tee-shirt and that you had donned a black set of lace underwear with straps. "You were prepared, weren't you?" he asked, fingers slipping under the strap of your bra and snapping the band against your skin. You nodded slowly.

"Yes, sir."

"No," you said back in the moment with your boyfriend. You met his gaze once more, shaking your head as much as you could in his grip. "I want to do this. It's not just for you. It's for me, too."

Chan's thumb brushed over your lips, smearing your lip gloss slightly. "If you insist," he said with a slight smirk. "If you wanna tap out for any reason," he continued. "Just tap my thigh three times. Since you won't be able to speak. Two taps for yellow, three for red."

"What about green?" you asked, looking up at him again, leaning into his touch as his hand moved to stroke your hair. "One tap for green then?" he asked with a shrug. You nodded. "That sounds good," you replied as his hand continued to smooth over your hair.

"I guess, get to it," he said sitting back, resting his hands on the mattress to hold his weight, nodding down to his prominent erection in his sweats.

You'd never been one to beat around the bush, you were always direct in pleasuring him but you wanted to take it slow. Even if you weren't inexperienced in giving head, letting him use your mouth as his own personal fleshlight was different.

He'd never been overly forceful, prioritizing your comfort over his orgasm. He always made sure you were okay and that he hadn't hurt you. Your safety and comfort meant everything to him.

As your fingers fumbled with the ties of his pants, an idea formed in his mind. He was getting the chance to live out one of his fantasies, what was one more?

Chan grabbed your wrist as your fingers slipped under his waistband, halting your movements. You looked up at him with wide eyes. "One more thing," he said, locking eyes with you, waiting for you to respond which you did with a nod.

"Can I request that you let me use that pretty throat of yours, too?" he asked, his hand moving to caress your neck. Your eyes widened. "You want to fuck my throat, too?" you asked softly. He nodded.

"I promise I'll be gentle," he said, his fingers sweeping over your pulse point. "It's something else I've thought about. My cock down your throat as I cum. You can say no, angel," he added, noticing how quiet you'd become. You looked back up at him and nodded.

"Okay."

Before he could respond, you tugged his pants and underwear down, forcing him to lift his hips so you could drag his clothes down his thighs. Sitting up higher, you took his now free length in your hand, dropping some of your spit on the tip and starting to stroke him slowly.

He let out an exhale as his head fell back. “Don’t hold back your moans,” you said softly as you leaned forward. “I want to hear how good I make you feel.”

Chan let out a low moan as you took the head of his cock into your mouth, tongue swirling around the tip. You’d given him oral plenty of times to know exactly what he liked and what he didn’t like. Luckily for you, as long as you used your mouth, Chan liked whatever you did to him.

“A little more, honey,” he urged, moving one of his hands to the back of your head and pushing down slightly.

You took more of him in your mouth, moving your hand to rest on his thigh as he continued to guide your head, bobbing up and down, pushing just a bit further each time and forcing more of his cock in your mouth.

You felt the tip hit the back of your throat and gagged instinctively. Chan allowed you to pull back, asking if you were okay before guiding your head again when you answered in the affirmative.

Each time his cock hit the back of your throat, he’d hold your head in place a little longer. “Sorry,” you gasped, wiping saliva and precum off your chin. You’d gone as long as you could but had to tap out for a moment to breathe.

Chan smiled, brushing your hair back. “Don’t apologize,” he said softly. “You’re doing amazing.”

His praise filled your chest and you were ready to go again.

“There you go,” he groaned as your head sank down, taking his cock back into your mouth. He continued to offer praise as your head bobbed, taking more and more of him into your mouth, enjoying the gentle groans and moans as you used what you knew he liked against him.

You felt his fingers tighten in your hair and he experimentally thrusted into your mouth, causing you to gag. Chan quickly pulled you off him, offering an apology but you shook your head. “Keep going,” you said, your voice slightly hoarse.

You guided the head of his cock past your lips once more and gave him control.

Chan hesitantly took hold of your hair and gave another thrust that this time you thankfully didn’t gag on. He gave another, setting a slow pace as he tried to gauge how much you could take.

When you didn’t motion for him to stop, he kept going, this time, using his hands to move your head. You relaxed your jaw and closed your eyes, trying not to pay attention to the arousal that pooled in your panties as your boyfriend forced more of his cock into your mouth and partially into your throat.

“Shit,” he hissed, holding your head in place, cock lodged in your throat where you could feel it twitch slightly. “Hold it for a second longer,” he groaned as your throat constricted around him before finally pulling you back to take a breath.

The room filled with the sound of the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as he used your mouth to pleasure himself. You could feel your panties starting to stick to your skin and wouldn’t be surprised if your arousal started to spill onto the floor.

Chan let out a groan, his thighs under your hands tensing as his orgasm approached. “Oh shit. I’m gonna—,” he gasped, pushing your head down as he came, his release spilling down your throat.

Once he finished, he pulled you off him, murmuring apologies and praise as he pulled you up onto his lap. “You did so fucking well,” he mumbled, peppering kisses all over your face. “Here,” he added, pulling his shirt up to wipe your chin.

His hand cupped your cheek as he examined your face. “Lemme see,” he said, urging you to open your mouth. You obliged him and he groaned. “You swallowed all of it?” He asked, sounding surprised.

You nodded meekly, squeaking when he easily tossed you off his lap and onto the bed, stuffing himself back into his pants before settling between your thighs.

“What are you-?” You asked as he took hold of your shorts and panties, pulling them down quickly and tossing them aside. “I’m returning the favor,” he said as he drew level with your soaked center.

“And by the looks of it, you need some release.”

You opened your mouth to protest but only let out a moan as he slipped two fingers into your warm walls, guiding them slowly as he watched your expression morph from shock to pleasure.

“Shhh, honey,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. “Let me take care of you like you did for me.”

You whined as he started a steady pace, his fingers moving in and out of you. Your thighs threatened to close on him the second you felt his tongue on your clit. But he managed to keep them apart by pushing one thigh up, giving him more access.

“C-chan!” You whimpered as his tongue flicked against your clit, propelling you closer to the edge. He pulled back, continuing the torturously slow pace with his fingers inside you and a devilish grin on his face.

“I never said I wasn’t going to tease you first.”

You body shook, beyond frustrated at the lack of orgasm as Chan kept building you up only to stop and let your climax slip away.

“Please let me cum, Chan!” You cried out when he stopped all movement for what felt like the sixth or seventh time. He chuckled softly, curling his fingers inside you slowly, prompting your orgasm to slowly build up again.

“Such a good little slut, using her manners,” he cooed, his fingers suddenly pistoning in and out of your cunt quickly. The sudden increase caused you to cry out, grabbing his wrist with one hand.

“What’s wrong, baby? I thought you wanted to cum,” he said in a mockingly sweet tone, his hand stopping. “Too much,” you whine. “Too fast.” You heard him click his tongue.

“You begged me to let you cum but now it’s too much? What do you want, angel?”

“I-” you swallowed thickly. “I wanna cum, Chan, please.”

“But you don’t want me to be too harsh?” He asked, slowly starting back up. You nodded as his fingers curled again, making your back arch off the mattress. “Well, you were so good for me earlier,” he said softly, keeping his eyes on your face.

“I guess I can be good for you, too.”

[teenage-fleabag]

Some thoughts on the Life is Strange franchise

To be fair I'm not really up to date with recent Life is Strange discourse, but since the somewhat recent announcement I've had so many thoughts and I just wanted to ramble a bit.

I've been a huge Life is Strange fan for years now, falling in love with the first game when I played it at fourteen. Since then I've played every game that has been released in this franchise. But the first game has always felt special, like a little glimmer in time that no other game has been able to replicate, but that doesn't mean that the other games suck though!! I've quite enjoyed them!! I just think that Deck Nine aren't really living up to the standards set up by the games made by Don't Nod.

Even though one of the critiques of Life is Strange 1 is how the choices made throughout the game don't really matter in the end, seeing as they all can be easily erased by the last choice, it still felt as though they all had a purpose? They contributed to the sentiment of ''your choices matter'', letting the players see the butterfly effects that they themselves were responsible for. And all of this culminates with the final choice - being dictated by how you played the game and which relationships mattered the most to you, creating an incredibly heart wrenching ending.

And I was so excited to see how Don't Nod expanded on the choice mechanics in the second game!! Life is Strange 2 isn't without fault or criticism and I understand why many people didn't love it, especially if they played it while the episodes were being released, but it was so refreshing to see a new story and mostly, to see that the creators were trying to improve and make something different. Especially knowing that they probably saw the love for Max and Chloe, but stood firm that their story was over, which I think creatively was the best choice.

Before the Storm is difficult to talk about, because even if I do genuinely love it, it still suffers from the ending just not being as strong as you'd expect from a Life is Strange game. But I've always kind of written that off as something that you just have to deal with when creating a prequel. But then True Colors came out, which I was very excited about, even if the storyline seemed a bit similar to the first game (small town, mysterious death - I know it's kind of a reach, but still), but once I finished it I felt quite disappointed. I loved the characters, but I thought the ending absolutely sucked. So did the big reveal. It felt as though Deck Nine had learned nothing from the progress made by Don't Nod.

Since the release of True Colors I've had this feeling that Deck Nine ar just trying to recreate the magic of the first game without making any bold creative choices themselves, just juggling around elements of Life is Strange 1, trying to figure out which one will grant them the most success. This point being further proven by the announcement of Double Exposure.

Don't get me wrong, I love Max, but her story was over, she had her arc. And yeah, sure, maybe a part of me is saying this because I don't want to see her suffer anymore than she already has, but there's a reason why Don't Nod have been so adamant that her story is over for now. I know the new game isn't out yet, and I'm still holding out hope that it'll surprise me, but I truly cannot see how they can make a Life is Strange game with Max as the main character, while basically ignoring the events of the first game. I get that it has to be stand alone for commercial purposes, that a direct sequel probably wouldn't sell as well, but that makes this game just feel like fan service without actually serving the fans.

I truly have no clue how they plan on just explaining away Chloe if a player chose the bae ending, especially since they were still mentioned as being together in Life is Strange 2. I'm aware that they mentioned that the player will be prompted to input their ending during a conversation, but Max's story is so much more than just a simple conversation. It makes it seem as though a whole part of her is just being erased, a whole games worth of trauma just ignored for the hope of selling a game to as many people as possible.

I don't really know how to end this, but I'm not sure that Double Exposure will really hit the mark for many fans of the franchise. I'm still excited to play it, but I'm staying cautiously hopeful that I might be pleasantly surprised.

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Saying Goodbye Gen 1 pt.50

“Grown from the humble roots off the coast of Shih Sea, Tomarang is lively with local fare, community chaos, and legends of lore. Known for its tight-knit communities and sun-filled shared spaces, Tomarang is a lush landscape of possibilities. Come cozy up with nature or fish around for neighborly niceties and whim-simsical secrets. Whether you're flying solo or raising generations, the region offers a warm welcome to any multi-living lifestyle! Sul Sul De-Kah!”

The town Spirit and Jorden grew up, fell in love and raised 2 children. The town they sent their children to school and grew a business. Where they grew old and hung pictures of their grandchildren. The town where they ate at the local fare and sold produce on the weekend.

To Mercury, Tomarang was a small village littered with color and wonder. A village that had helped her learn to be kind and confident, giving, loving and nurturing. All the things the village had given to her parents before her. Now she had returned to say goodbye to what anchored her there.

When they arrive at the Tomarang funeral home & cemetery, M is immediately drawn to the new headstone that was already placed in the designated place for Jorden on the Medley Family plot. As she approaches she notices the hoard of cameras and fans standing beyond the fenced area. Word of her father’s death and her return to Tomarang had circulated quickly but she had begged for privacy. Seems she wouldn’t get her wish. The crowd did nothing to quiet her emotions. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she’d spent all morning trying to keep herself poised and in check, but seeing her Fathers name engraved across the shiny new headstone had broken her resolve. She set down Zohreh and released a gut-wrenching sob.

Kason joins her silently supporting her but understanding her need to get it out. He stands between her and the gathering crowd trying to shield her as his own emotions begin to rise. Jorden had welcomed Kason from the moment they’d met during Family day weekend all those years ago. He had deemed Kason, Mercurys moon* after they started dating and had even given him permission to ask for M’s hand in marriage. He gave him advice on raising the triplets and had even helped to name Zohreh. No one had ever needed to say it aloud, but Jorden was the backbone of their mixed families and everyone from the Gratz to the Medleys and all of Tomarang had lost a friend, a mentor, a husband or a father.

As they gathered themselves to head inside they notice Zohreh pulling himself toward his grandfathers headstone. He’d been practicing for weeks and had chosen this moment to complete his creep milestone.

Kason: M did you see him?

He asked as he wiped the tears from his eyes. M smiled with a fresh batch of tears coating her already red rimmed eyes.

M: I did. Maybe he knows. Maybe…he did it for his grandpa..

Kason: It’s a beautiful thought M, hold on to it. Let’s head inside.

The pews were filled with tenants, friends, neighbors and employees a like. In the front rows sat Winter and Peyton with their now 3 kids, along side Beckett, Spirit and the triplets.

The service commences and M tasked with giving the eulogy takes her place at the podium eventually. The casket a beautiful white with intricate gold detailing a daunting backdrop. She takes a deep breath and begins.

M: My delightful, quirky & remarkable father, Jorden Medley has passed and left our beautiful village hollow. My mother, brother and I are beyond heartbroken. We know how blessed & lucky we were to be loved by him. Now it’s up to the watcher to take care of him, and I know he’s earned his right to a peaceful rest. You can’t be called a daddy’s girl without the perfect father. Mine burned breakfast every morning, and took the training wheels off my brothers bike to soon. My father couldn’t sing and had two left feet. He lived for a decent cup of coffee he couldn’t make himself and often didn’t have a serious bone in his body. He taught me to keep my head in the clouds and to search or create things that no one could take from me.

She’s pauses. Takes a deep breath and continues

M: When we were kids my father built us a treehouse and then spent all his time teaching me about astronomy. Being named after the Planet Mercury at my great grandmothers request my father learned all he could about the planet and then passed it all down to me. One day he promised me a moon. At the time I didn’t understand, I thought all planets had their own moon and we just shared the sun. Until my father explained that because of Mercury’s small form and its proximity to the sun it doesn’t have enough gravitational pull to create a moon all its own. But he assured me everyday that I would be stronger than my small form and I would find my moon. Jorden Medley kept his promise and I was blessed with a moon, my husband Kason and a number of tiny stars that could one days be suns, my children. But what my father didn’t know is he was the strength in my orbit. He made it possible for me to keep the people around. My father taught me that I was stronger than the cosmos, and I could outshine the sun and have my own galaxy even if the world didn’t have it planned for me. My father spent his life teaching me to build a galaxy and now he is the brightest star in my orbit. For a moonless planet I was bless with the prefect star. We…will miss you daddy….

After the service the family gathers outside at the headstone after greeting friends and thanking them for coming. Outside the crowd of vultures hadn’t diminished. The family gathered around to say their final goodbyes.

They head back to Spirits house. It’d been a while since M had been to her childhood home. She’d seen her family often but normally they traveled to her considering she had the most space and the hardest travel with the kids. It felt like a bittersweet moment to be back. Once inside Kason starts to get the kids ready for bed with Spirits help. As they rally the kids Spirit notices M head for her bedroom. She watches her open the door painfully slow and then she steps in and closes the door behind her.

Inside M stops and takes a moment to gather herself. Stunned by how comfort she felt being in her father’s space. She could recall sneaking into bed with her parents at night. The familiar picture of her father sits on the nightstand on her mother’s side of the bed. She stares back at her father’s kind eyes. She never takes her eyes off the photo as she moves around to her father’s side of the bed (the same for years). She lays down on his pillow and stares at his photo until she’s eventually overcome with exhaustion as drifts off to sleep

*The planet Mercury IRL does not have a moon. Mercury has no moons. The planet's close proximity to the Sun makes having moons impossible, as the star's strong gravitational pull would likely pull them out of the planet's orbit.

[stvharrngton]

welcome home

a/n: back with some more sub!steve<3 based off a request from anon

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 2.3k

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, sub!steve, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, size kink if you squint

summary: you come back from a weekend away to steve being a lil clingy subby baby 🥺

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby

The cab rounded the corner onto your street, a 30 second drive from your house at the end of the road. The air outside was frosty and cold, you longed to be back inside the comfort of your own home. Back into the warmth of the open fireplace, and into the arms of Steve.

You’d been away on your family’s annual holiday vacation and sure, you love spending time with them but you missed him, and Steve missed you. He’d usually accompany you on these trips but you went this one alone, and it was safe to say you wouldn’t be doing it again.

You paid the cab fare and thanked the driver, dragging your suitcase to your front door. You were barely through the door before Steve was barrelling towards you, setting your suitcase aside for you and wrapping you up in his arms. You giggled as the boy picked you up and spun you round, smothering you in wet kisses all over your face.

Lips tugging into a wide grin at Steve’s affection, your arms swung over his shoulders as your fingers tugged at the stray strands of hair at the back of his head, “Okay! Okay, okay,” you breathed out, “you can put me down, pup.”

Steve faltered at the pet name, his grip on you softening as he set you back down on the floor. He leant into you, the tip of his nose brushing along the slope of your own, “‘M sorry, I just missed you.”

“I missed you too, Steve.” You hushed the boy, tone soft and endearing. You brought your hands up to cup his cheeks, thumbs rubbing at the soft skin there.

Caving, the look on his face too sweet, too cute, you pressed your lips to his in a soft kiss. He sighed into your mouth, the grip on your waist tightening by the second. Poor Steve had been on edge the whole weekend, yearning to touch you, to hold you, to be held by you. Desperate to feel all of you. Sure phone sex was great, but it had nothing on the real thing.

It was common knowledge between the two of you that Steve’s love language was acts of service and physical touch and so you let him cook you a nice hot meal, let him do the dishes and you certainly let him lay his head in your lap when you cuddled up on the couch for the evening.

When it was time for bed, Steve was pressed impossibly close to your side. Your legs tangled together beneath the sheets, his face buried in the crook of your neck so he could let your perfume and shampoo overcrowd his senses. His hand was shoved underneath your shirt, fingers tracing soft shapes on the bare skin below your chest, lips pressing delicate kisses to the spot below your ear.

“Steve,” you sighed contently. Your fingers found their way into his hair like they often did, digits tangling in the messy locks. You could feel his half-hard cock pressed up against your thigh beneath the soft cotton of his boxers, the familiar tingling sensation already working it’s way into your lower stomach.

“Baby, missed you so much.” Steve whined into your neck, his teeth nipping at your earlobe. “Please, just want to make you feel good, please let me make you feel good?”

You pursed your lips into a smirk, eyes fluttering closed at the feeling of his hot breath fanning against your skin. Your fingers tugged at his hair, pulling him back a little so you could get a look at him.

“Yeah?” You teased, your fingers caressed his cheek, thumb wiping over his plump bottom lip, “Wanna make me feel good, Stevie? Wanna make me cum?”

Steve groaned, a low rasp from his throat, “Y-yeah, so bad. Please, can I make you cum?”

You hummed in response, your fingers trailing down his face to his chin, a digit hooking underneath bringing his focus to you. His big brown eyes bore into yours, a dark cloud of desire glazing them over, his lip jutting out into a pout.

“I suppose,” you started, your teasing tone going straight to Steve’s cock, “can you be a good boy and eat my pussy, hm? Bet you’re dying for a taste, Stevie.”

“Oh,” he whined, hips rutting his hardening cock up against your pudgy thigh, “I’ll be good, baby, I’ll be your good boy.”

“Go on, then, baby. Go ‘head.” You instructed, urging Steve to clamber down the bed between your thighs.

Steve gripped your soft thighs in his hands, spreading them eagerly. You still had your underwear on, a delicate lilac lace covering your core. Steve’s breath hitched in his throat as he mouthed at your cunt over the material, the tip of his nose nudging your clit softly.

You breathed out a moan, sweet and quiet, your body relaxing at Steve’s mouth on you. He continued to lick and suck at you through your panties, inhaling your scent, something he knew drove you fucking wild. The material now soaked with his spit and your arousal, sticking to your core.

Clutching the sheets beside you, you bucked your hips off the bed a little needily, moaning, “Stevie, take ‘em off, please? Can you do that f’me?”

Steve nodded avidly, fingers hooking beneath the waistband to pull the lace down your legs. His large palms gripped your thighs once more, pushing them to your chest. His tongue darted out to lick a flat stripe up your pussy, your back arching off bed, a high-pitched keen leaving your lips.

He continued to lap at your folds, your slick covering his mouth and chin. Steve’s face fully buried in your pussy now, his tongue essentially devouring you. The boy moaning and groaning into your cunt like his life depended on it, his lips wrapped around your clit tightly, harshly sucking on the nub.

You mewled above as Steve ate your pussy like a man starved, your hands yanking your shirt up to expose your skin. Your fingers toyed with your tits, pinching and pulling at your nipples, the twinge sending shivers down your spine.

“Feels so good, Stevie,” you whined, hips bucking up into the boy’s face, “doing such a good job, baby.”

Words of praise dripped from your tongue like no one’s business, loving how Steve would whine into you when you did. Your hands flew to his hair as he sucked on your clit, a single digit teasing your hole as he did. Yanking on his locks, your hips rutted up, essentially grinding your pussy against his tongue.

Steve stayed quiet, save for the groans tumbling from his chest. His hips rutting against the mattress, trying to relieve some tension from his aching cock. He added a second finger now, long and thick scissoring you open as he lapped at your swollen clit.

You were close and Steve could feel it, your walls clenching around his fingers, thighs shaking beside his head. You moaned loudly above him, feeling the wave of pleasure overcome your body.

“Can you make me cum, sweet boy? ‘M so close.” You whined, forehead slick with sweat as your chest heaved. Giving Steve the perfect view of your tits from below.

Steve hummed into your cunt, fingers working faster now. Digits curling inside you to brush against that sweet spot, his free hand holding your own, fingers lacing together in a sweet gesture.

“Oh, fuck,” you whined, “just like that, Stevie, shit–” hips bucking wildly as you came, the coil in your lower stomach snapping in half. Your vision starry as Steve lapped up your orgasm happily, humming into you as your whole body quaked.

Your breath was shaky as you came down from your high, Steve’s warm palms stroking up and down your thighs softly. The boy pressed delicate wet kisses on the inside of your thighs, his nose nudging at the apex of your thighs.

“C’mere, baby,” you cooed, sitting up in bed. Steve shuffled towards you, sitting back on his heels between your thighs.

Your hands cupped his warm cheeks, as your lips brushed against his in a sweet kiss. You groaned into his mouth at the taste of yourself on his tongue, licking against each other desperately.

Your hands ghosted over Steve’s chest, fingers tickling at the thatch of hair there. They wandered over his warm skin until they reached his stomach, your fingers stroking over the aching bulge beneath his boxers.

“Can I take care of this for you, sweetie?” You asked, nose pressing into his cheek as you covered him with kisses, “Such a good boy f’me, let me ride your big cock?”

“Fuck,” Steve groaned, nodding eagerly as you sucked a pretty little mark into the column of his throat, “please? Need you.”

Your heart swelled at his words, despite their meaning, but the earnest and sincerity his voice held made your heart flutter. You pushed him back, urging him to lean back against the headboard of your bed.

“Lay back for me, baby.” You hushed, tone soft and saccharine.

Steve lay back, head resting against the headboard. Your fingers hooked under the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down his legs. His stiff cock slapped up against his stomach, a petty whine escaping his lips as the cool air hit the sensitive skin.

Leaning over the boy, you wrapped your small hand around his cock, fist pumping him a few times. You had barely touched him, but Steve was so fucked already. His face flushed a pretty pink, his chest heaving with heavy breaths, his eyes glassy and pleading. Your lips leaked saliva onto the tip of his cock, hands working to spread the slick.

“Your cock’s so big, Stevie, don’t know how it’s gonna fit in this little pussy.” You cooed, your words going straight to his cock, the length tensing in your hand.

Steve glanced down at you, seeing your small hand wrapped around him, your fingers barely able to touch your thumb. He groaned loudly, craving the stretch he always caused when you fucked.

“Please,” he begged now, his hand outstretched to you, the other gripping his hair as he pushed it back from his forehead. “I’ve been so good, please, baby.”

“Okay, okay,” you hushed him, clambering to straddle his lap, holding his cock to line up with your entrance, “this what you want, Stevie?” You chuckled as the boy could only nod, lost for words.

You let the tip push into you, the sweetest whine leaving his lips. You sunk down further, inch by inch, you both groaning into the quiet of the room at the feeling; your warm, wet walls completely wrapped around him and his cock filling you up so well.

Giving yourself a minute to get used to the stretch, you moaned out, “Filling me up so good, Steve, your thick cock’s stretching me out so wide.”

Steve faltered, head thrown back against the headboard. His hands flew to your hips, fingertips grabbing the flesh there, trying to coax you into starting some sort of rhythm along his length.

You chuckled above him, your hands clutching at his broad shoulders for purchase. You began to rock your hips slowly, dragging your sopping wet cunt along the length of his cock. Steve was a moaning mess below you, the muscles in his stomach contracting with every snap of your hips.

“‘M not gonna last.” Steve whined, whimpering as his eyes squeezed shut, his fingers digging pretty bruises into the fat of your hips, his toes curling behind you.

“S’ok, Stevie,” you muttered, forehead coming to rest against his own, the tips of your noses brushing against each other, “you’re doing so well, such a good boy.”

Fuck, Steve mumbled under his breath. Your praise and pet names pushing him closer to his orgasm. You began to fuck your hips faster now, a dirty grind of your pussy along his cock. The tip brushed against your sweet spot with every stroke, your walls clenching around him so tightly.

The boy pulled you close, his arms snaking around your waist, his hands splayed across your back. Steve buried his face in your chest, his lips pressing wet kisses to your tits over the material of your shirt.

Ass bouncing on his cock now, your fingers carding through his hair, holding him to you, “Does it feel good, baby? Tell me how good this pussy feels.”

“Yeah,” he groaned, “feels so good. Christ, pussy’s so fucking wet.” Steve moved his hands to your ass now, squeezing the flesh as he pushed and pulled at your hips.

“Mm,” you hummed, “so wet f’you, Stevie, no one else.”

You could feel how desperate he was, how tight he was gripping your flesh, how his whole body was tensing. The sweet little whines and whimpers he was humming into your skin. It was bliss, really, when the two of you got to have each other like this.

“Please,” he whined, “I can’t— baby, ‘m gonna cum,” his hands pulling your hips harder, his cock sitting deeper in your cunt, “please? Can I cum?”

“Awe, course, Stevie,” you hushed the boy, your hands cupping his cheeks, “you can cum, baby. Will you cum f’me?”

Steve groaned, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His brows punched together in pleasure, his features awash with pure euphoria. Abs tensing as he crossed over the threshold.

“God, fucking Christ—“ he moaned sweetly, a high-pitched sound that rang throughout the quiet room. Hot cum spilling into you as you continued to rock your hips over him, gentle movements as Steve rode out his orgasm.

You stroked his hair soothingly as you cradled his head in your neck, his shallow breaths fanning over your skin. You stilled in his lap, his hands running up and down your back beneath your shirt.

“It’s so nice to be home.” You chuckled softly.

Steve hummed against your skin, his lips tugging up into a grin, “Yeah, welcome home, baby.”

[vorrentis]

M Reader x Jihyo - To A New Life~ (Part 1)

Pack your bags everyone because we're going to Jeju Island!!

Hopefully I did the sights we visited well enough and if not, please correct me.

So a quick AN about this chapter.

This will contain three smuts.

They won't be as long as previous smuts, more like the length of tease smuts, but this story will be going half on smuts/story so the lengths of smuts have been shorten for this one, but hopefully it's serviceable enough.

ENJOY!!

WORDS: 31,849

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"And here we are, Lotte Hotel Jeju."

It was twenty-four minutes later from the airport when a cab slowly drew alongside the curb and came to a stop, causing its riders to be giddy, both of whom had been staring out on one side of the car's window in jovial speechlessness, one with their hands squeezed on the seat and the one close to the window on the glass.

"This is it," one stated while the other nodded.

"This is it," the second person responded, glancing out the window again, the scene registering properly with them as the first passenger looked at the second with understanding dawning in her eyes, quickly followed by delight and excitement.

The cab came to a complete stop and the first passenger left the car the second stayed to pay the driver plus tip as they thanked one another and the second joined the first and went to get the luggage from the back.

The first stretched their arms and legs, feeling the perfect warm weather invade her body as they turned to see their companion joining them with two pieces of luggage in each hand.

"Ready?" They asked as the first took the handle of their luggage and nodded as they stepped through the glass, revolving doors and into the foyer of the hotel, the first person felt strange and couldn't help but stare around at the hotel staff walking around as well as the guests themselves and two elevators, with people waiting to get on and get off.

After being so long in their work life, they would have been surrounded by bodyguards and fans alike.

You could say that person was pretty popular.

But for now, it was chatter from the people inside, minding their own business as they looked ahead to the check-in counter.

"Wow," the person murmured to themself, this was probably going to be the very best experience they would have. 

"So far so good," their companion stated as the first one nodded.

Upon reaching the counter...

"Good afternoon," the lady gave a head nod, "checking in?"

"Yes, but we were told that we had to talk to Ms. Nari before doing so?" the second person stated while the lady gave a quizzical look at first, but took a look right at the first person whose behind sunglasses and a mask.

Putting two and two together, she figured it was the VIP they were waiting for.

"May I see ID for confirmation," she asked as the pair each pulled their wallets out and showed their IDs.

(LN) (YN) 

Park Jihyo

Yup.

The lady gave another look at the known worldwide ex-leader of Twice, Park Jihyo in front of her and standing next to her, the lady turned and while not as famous, was her new husband, (LN) (YN).

"O-oh my, uh, give me a moment to get my supervisor." She pointed behind her and you and Jihyo nodded while she went off.

"Hehe, reactions like that are pretty funny," you said as Jihyo nodded, "well guess you were right," you said as Jihyo turned to you, "not one camera around," you noted as Jihyo smiled under her mask.

"See, I told you~ you were worried for nothing (YN), but I don't blame you, paparazzi somehow knows everything at some points," Jihyo stated, "but seems good so far. Remember what we talked about, even if word gets out, let's not let it ruin our week."

"Yeah, sorry, I want this week to be perfect,"

"No more than I as well (YN), but don't be sorry, got it?"

You nodded and rose an arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to you as Jihyo smiled at the feeling of your comfort.

A week ago, a beautiful June day, had been their wedding day, and the beginning of their new life as husband and wife.

It had been gorgeous and passionate, filled with family and friends and very many well wishes.

And Jihyo had mostly managed not to cry for the entire wedding.

Mostly.

They'd had a beautiful ceremony, and a wonderful reception, and attended several afterparties in their honor that lasted late into the night.

This morning, they'd hopped on a plane to their destination, picked up their rental car, and headed for their suite.

The time leading up to their wedding had been exciting and stressful.

It was tricky as Jihyo wanted this to be as perfect as she needed it and while you weren't one to be all 'perfect' yourself, you went along and aided Jihyo to the best that you can, even though Jihyo was the one to plan every small detail and both of them had agreed they wanted to get married where they had met, where they had fallen in love, and where their story had started.

And she loved almost every moment of their wedding day.

But lurking in the back of her mind the whole time was the thought that starting a week from that day, they'd have a week together for their honeymoon.

Seven days alone, with no disturbance, no jobs, and no anything except each other.

The entire plane ride, Jihyo had been riddled with anticipation.

That anticipation had only grown after Jihyo and you arrived at the beautiful island resort of Jeju Island where they'd be celebrating their new married life.

Then Jihyo brought it up, remembering the island of her music videos and feeling drawn to it, knowing that this was the right place for them.

That was all the convincing that you needed, they booked it immediately.

Of course, they were worried a bit about if people learned of Jihyo being on the island, but Jihyo didn't want that to be the reason to not come here.

She didn't want that to be her reason for not going out anywhere.

"Hello."

The two heard and turned towards two ladies: the same one you two spoke to moments ago and an older-looking one with quite a few items in one hand, "I'm Nari, I shall take you to your room, thank you Cherry," she said to the other lady while she stepped away from her and you two followed her around the counter and heading towards the elevators.

"We'll speak inside," you both heard and upon getting closer to the five elevators. 

Four of them were normal looking with buttons to press, but one, in particular, had a keycard present which was between two.

Nari then took a badge from her belt and held it against the keycard as it turned from red to green the doors opened and her badge slung back to her belt with a retractable sling.

"This is the suite-only elevator for you two along with those who are staying at them." She explained while you three headed inside as you were feeling VIP-ish, though you were sure Jihyo was used to this.

Stepping inside you turned and noticed only two buttons rather than the usual floors.

One for L and the other for S.

Nari pressed the S button, lighting it up, making the doors close and soon you three felt the shaft going upwards as Jihyo removed her disguise and placed them in her purse.

"Now that we're alone, first we're honored that you two have chosen our resort to celebrate your momentous occasion," she turned to Jihyo, "especially you," Jihyo raised her brows, "we're quite excited to have a celebrity like yourself staying at our establishment."

Jihyo was going to correct her but figured to roll with it.

"Oh, well thank you, I enjoyed it here when we filmed our videos here. While not the same hotel, it is a nice place to visit."

"Perfect if you ask me," Nari responded as Jihyo nodded.

"And let me assure you both that we're keeping your visit under wraps with fake names and as discussed on the phone, only a select few know that you're staying here plus we'll be doing our best to keep any unwanted attention around out. Although we can't say the same for the patrons already staying so I'd advise for that if you're going to mingle out of the building,"

"We know, we're gonna be out a lot so we're prepared," Jihyo stated as you nodded.

"Perfect,"

DING 

Nari stopped as the doors opened and she stepped out as you both followed her onto a foyer and then to a hall on the left that opened up left and right and you noticed four doors each down the left and right.

Ensuring no one was there...

"As I was saying, you're certainly not the only high-profile guests we had and currently staying with us, we know to keep it hushed around," she assured as Jihyo nodded.

"Thank you."

"You're very much welcome, now your rooms are the second on the left...and here we are," you three stopped in front of a silver door with a keycard reader like the elevator downstairs, "now then, I have your key cards here as well as these," she presented the items still in hand: two gold cards, on top of an envelope which was on top of a white, thin square box, "the cards are for the elevator and room of course, the envelope and box are our treats for you both," Nari said while presenting the items to you both, "they're a gift for all honeymooners who chose to reside here for their occasion. It's free of charge."

"Well that's very kind," you said and looked at Jihyo who went forward and took the items in hand.

"The letter inside will explain a planned dinner reservation for tonight, on us of course, I recommend reading it after getting settled in your room," you two nodded, "and that's it from me, please let us know if you need anything else such as room service, planning trips, information, anything at all. And welcome to Lotte Hotel Jeju," she gave a small bow as you two bowed back and she started to walk away while you turned to Jihyo holding the items.

"Let's see our room~" Jihyo was eager as you took a card from the pile and then pressed it onto the reader which turned red to green and you two heard a CLICK sound.

You turned the handle and pressed it forward while holding it open for Jihyo, and you both surveyed the room, her eyes widening in awe. 

"Wow, it looks amazing," she gushed.

You nodded in agreement as you looked around, and when Jihyo stepped for-

"Wait," she stopped and looked at you, "I think I'm supposed to carry you inside," you smiled at her as Jihyo chuckled and set the items on the floor, and rose her arms.

"Well, then take me inside husba-ah hehehe!" she said while turning her back to you as you got your arms underneath her figure, and in one swoop, Jihyo yelped and then laughed being in your arms.

"With pleasure Mrs. (LN)~"

Jihyo hummed and had a loving smile at you.

"Say it again~"

"With pleasure, Mrs. (LN)," you said it slowly as Jihyo bit her lips, trying not to smile hard as you walked forward into the room and a couple of steps inside...

You then stopped and frowned.

"Well that was boring..."

Jihyo laughed at your monotone delivery.

"Well, what'd you expect? Fireworks?" Jihyo smiled as you shrugged.

"We are paying top price for this, maybe a sparkler or two?" You continued as Jihyo laughed at her husband's childish complaints.

"Hehe, alright c'mon, let's get our stuff,"

"No no, allow me,"

You walked forward and laid her down on the bed as Jihyo remained with you grabbed the luggage inside and then picked up the items and closed the door behind you while Jihyo watched you.

'I'm finally with my love.' Jihyo thought while you placed the luggage aside, got to the other side of the bed while placing the items on the corner of said bed, and then laid down perpendicular to Jihyo, resting your head on her lap, snugging yourself as Jihyo giggled.

She combed your hair with her left hand while smiling down at you.

"This feels nice~" Enjoying the touch of Jihyo.

"Me or the bed~?" She asked as you nodded.

"You of course, though the bed is super soft."

Jihyo gave a courteous smile and her right hand turned so that the knuckles were slowly coming down across your cheek.

"I can't believe we're married," she said with you agreeing, "We're actually married (YN),"

You brought your hand up and held Jihyo's right hand, your thumb inside the palm and other fingers out, gently wrapping it around her soft skin as you brought and kiss the knuckles.

"And we'll be married for many, many years my love~" you said to her as Jihyo hummed, "maybe we can celebrate our achievement now~" you grinned as Jihyo rolled her eyes with a smile.

"And there you go, hehe, we're here to vaca (YN), not just to have sex."

"What's wrong with making love to my new wife?" You said back as Jihyo looked down at you with an amused smile.

"Always the horny one aren't you~"

"Me? You're one to talk," you grinned back as Jihyo, well, couldn't counter that as you had a point, "anyway," you replied, and you gestured toward the doors that led to the balcony, "Let's check out the view,"

Jihyo nodded, and they both walked over to the balcony...

Jihyo slide the door open, and as they stepped outside, they found themselves overlooking the hotel ground.

"Wow," you remarked, "now that's a hell of a view, look at the beach over there. That's where you did Last Wish?"

"Yeah, it was right there. Summer Nights wasn't too far from here. Another beach, but still just as incredible," Jihyo was standing beside you as she looked out into the most amazing view she's had and Jihyo's has had quite a bit in her time, "we almost did Taste of Love here too, but they couldn't let us due to the number of people trying to get in...good times."

You held her close while rubbing her arm as Jihyo leaned into you. 

Any time she talked about her time in Twice, it got her down for a bit.

Yeah, Jihyo wasn't an idol anymore, nor was any of the other eight.

The nightmare that Once dreaded... 

Disbanded.

Six months ago.

Jihyo may not be an idol anymore, but all the girls still carried that fame with them, their names are still being attracted through the news, not as much as before, but they show up here and there with random pics of them being seen walking around.

Still, ten years on stage was plenty to go on as the girls decided that it was time for the next generation to take the spotlight and to live out their lives, though their names will be etched in one of the top K-pop groups in history.

Momo, Sana, Mina, and Tzuyu are back in their hometowns with family but promised to meet up a weekend, once a month at least.

Thought right now, it's relaxation for the girls and future stuff to worry about later and while fans would try to crowd them when given the chance to get a pic or autograph, they were glad to be in their own homes. 

However, it was very quick for Jihyo and you to get busy as you asked her the golden question a couple of years before Twice retired.

A promise ring only though as it couldn't really be done during her tenure; Jihyo agreed right away. 

And six months after at age 29 and 30, the two of you joined at the altar and established their future.

"I'm sorry," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"I know you are, you always are (YN)," she looked up, "thank you," you nodded, "but I shouldn't think of that right now, it's you, me, and this wonderful paradise," she looked out as did you, "there's quite a lot we can do. We could relax by the pool, walk on the beach, sit by the fire,"

"Hmmm," you hummed in agreement. "I'd want to do everything with you Jihyo."

"And I to you (YN). I love you~"

You smiled at your wife.

"I love you too."

She leaned in for a kiss and after a few seconds of sharing their love, she rested her head against your shoulder as they stared out at the view for a little longer.

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When they walked back into the room...

"Let's unpack and get that out of the way," You suggested as Jihyo nodded. 

"Good idea. And then do you want to head down to the restaurant for lunch?"

"That sounds like a plan," you agreed.

They spent a few minutes unpacking their suitcases and putting their clothes into the closet and dresser and Jihyo took her bathroom essentials into the bathroom, which was her first time getting a look in.

"The bathroom is beautiful," she said looking around and then back to you.

"There's a tub, right?"

"Yes. And it seems like it can fit two if that was your next question," she replied with a wink, and you grinned.

She knew you well.

"You ready?"

"Yeah, let's- oh the letter," you pointed at the items on the bed still as Jihyo forgot about it too.

"Oh right," she came closer to you as you picked it up.

"Who wants the honors?"

"Me~" Jihyo offered as you handed her the envelope, it wasn't a regular white, but a fancy-looking envelope with gold engraves on the edges and your names in the middle with beautiful handwriting, "oh, fancy~"

"Ooo~" "Ooo~ you both did the fancy expression from her song without thinking as the two smiled at the other's antic and Jihyo started to open up and pull out a letter inside and started to read the text.

"Let's see...it's details of a private dinner for us...at the beach?" Jihyo was confused at the wording as you read over her shoulder, "we'll have transportation for us to a private area to dine under the stars, well that sounds pretty romantic." Jihyo finished as you nodded, "we don't have to accept, but if we do, call this number and confirm the plans three hours prior, the menu is beef tenderloin with roasted vegetables, dress warm...sounds nice." Jihyo turned the paper around to see if anything was there, but no.

"And this?" You pointed at the box as Jihyo shook her head.

"You have the honors (YN)," she said as you took the box as Jihyo quick-read once more to double-check.

You sat down and rested the box on your lap and opened it up while having a surprised expression as Jihyo turned her eyes and she gasped softly at what was inside.

"Aww~ these are cute."

They were heart-sized chocolates arranged into small containers, but the part that got you two was each one topped with J+(First Initial) in beautifully scripted white chocolate.

"Our initials too." You pointed at each one.

"I don't want to eat them," she said with a laugh, "they're too beautiful to do so."

"So leave them?"

Jihyo shifted her lips to the side.

"Hmm, let's take a pic, then we'll eat," you got your phone as Jihyo thought of what poses can be.

She asked you to take a pic of the dessert itself which you did and then Jihyo wanted to take a selfie with you as you joined her.

You both had pieces in your fingers and rose them towards one another while looking at the phone and...

CLICK

You took three pics and looked through each, sliding between them as Jihyo and you found it cute.

"Alright, now let's see how they taste.

Jihyo took one to her lips and took a bite, humming contently as she tasted it while you took yours as well, closing your eyes briefly as you savored it.

"T-at's rea--y --od," you muffled, looking at her.

"V-ry much," she replied with a nod as she finished her piece, but instead of grabbing another, she looked at the letter and then the treats and then to you, "...do you think they really do this for everyone? Or because of me?" She questioned as you shrugged, "she did say it was huge of me being here."

"Is it a bother if it's you?" You answered as Jihyo shook her head.

"No, I'm not complaining about free stuff," you smiled, "I appreciate it, I do, but I don't want them to pamper me," she stated.

"I'm sure they aren't, but let's do this dinner event. I doubt they got nothing else planned, they wouldn't go out to plan out the rest of the week."

"True," Jihyo looked at the clock on the bedside table, "well, we got six hours to kill, let's eat light for dinner and walk around and get a slight tour to see we can spot yeah?" Jihyo asked as you nodded and since already dressed up, both headed out the door after grabbing their essentials.

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TIMESKIP

"How do I look?" You inquired while waving your hands over your attire: a white dress shirt over black slacks and dress shoes as Jihyo came over and patted your black jacket down on the shoulders.

"Handsome as always. Me?" She asked while taking a step back and showing a nice patterned long-sleeved lavender-colored top with a white faux fur hood puffer jacket over jeans with white dress heels.

"Beautiful as always," you answered which Jihyo smiled, "so we good?"

"I think we are, let's go," she instructed as you two went out the door and locked it before Jihyo looped her arm around yours and went towards the elevators.

"Excited?" You questioned as Jihyo nodded.

"Very, I didn't think this is how we're going to start our week,"

"Yeah, plus we got a lot of information about what we can do along with our plans, I do like the photography tour. Sounds nice."

Upon entering the foyer, there was an elderly couple waiting there too, also dressed just as nice as you both.

Jihyo had her mask on so she didn't need to worry and the two waited with the elderly who were talking about dinner of some sort.

*DING* 

The elevator doors opened and the two pairs stepped inside and pressed the L button and waited...

"Anniversary?"

You two heard a woman's voice and turned to the elders looking at you both.

"Honeymoon," Jihyo answered as the lady gave a gingerly smile.

"Ah, we also went on our honeymoon here," the women said,  "we're celebrating our 50th anniversary today." She stated as the man nodded.

"Wow," "Congrats," you two responded.

"Thank you, I'm amazed we're fifty years strong," she looked at her husband, "time passes very quickly."

"When you're with the one you love, it sure does," the elder man responded as the woman smiled, "to go back and relive it all." He said as you smiled at his words.

"And we hope to have a strong bond as you both in time as well," you responded as Jihyo nodded.

"Something tells me you will," the male spoke up, "but letting you know, with the many ups in marriage, there'll certainly be a few downs, but in the end," he looked at his wife, "it makes what we have stronger,"

"It certainly does," she responded and looked at Jihyo, "keep that in mind,"

Jihyo nodded.

"Thank you, I will, but I know I'm not letting anything, no matter how difficult, let him go," you felt her squeeze your arm hard, "he's my one and only."

"She's mine as well," you added as Jihyo's smile brightened and the elderly couple nodded to that.

DING

The elevator doors opened as the two of you allowed the elder couple to leave first and then followed after.

"Well, we wish you both well in your new life together." The woman spoke as you two nodded.

"Thank you, we wish you both a wonderful anniversary," Jihyo said to them as they nodded back.

"Thank you as well, oh before you head off," the lady pointed at you both, "there's a bakery, Cafe Delmoondo, I highly recommend heading there, it's a very welcoming location."

"We'll be sure to remember that," Jihyo said once more as the elder couple nodded and the two pairs parted ways after another goodbye.

Them heading off in the opposite direction and you two the front. 

"Fifty years," you repeated, "that'll be us," you spoke of the future as Jihyo hummed.

"Well I don't want to think of myself old already," you chuckled, "but fifty years with you sounds pretty good (YN)."

"Aww, just good?" You taunted as Jihyo pursed her lips.

"Hmm...yeah just good." Jihyo teased as you gave a 'really' look as Jihyo bumped into you, "It'll be amazing, better?" 

"Much," you answered as Jihyo gave a heartful chuckle.

By that time, you two headed down to the front desk where they guided you outside towards an awaiting car. 

Nothing fancy, like an Uber pretty much and the driver took you and Jihyo to their destination, which was still a wondering idea for you both.

It brought you two around the main building to the back of it and headed down a long path that eventually went into a wooded area, that was much farther from the main building.

After a twelve-minute drive on the path lined on either side with trees, the vehicle reached a clearing, an open sandy area in front of a beach, it wasn't a long distance from the car to the water, but the main attraction was in the middle.

"Oh wow," Jihyo muttered as you took a pic.

"They literally meant on the beach,"

"This is it," the worker told you both as he parked near the sand and stepped out to open Jihyo's door, while you went out yours as Jihyo quickly looked back at the attraction.

"Everything has been set up," the driver told you both while turning to them and handing Jihyo a card, "please call this number if you need anything else, or if you're ready to be picked up."

Jihyo took the card while you went around to join the two and reached into your pocket and pulled out folded cash from your wallet, handing it to the driver.

"Thank you, we appreciate the drive."

The driver wasn't expecting tips for such a short drive but took it with gratitude.

"Thank you sir," you nodded, and then turned toward Jihyo, "ma'am. I'll see you soon, enjoy,"

"Thank you as well," Jihyo replied and after you both left the vehicle, both of you watched the car make a U-turn and drove off, the smile Jihyo gave you was a mixture of excitement and perplex as she turned to the table, "okay, now this is a drama scene."

You held out your hand and she placed hers into it.

"I know, what a way to celebrate the very first night, maybe taking our shoes off would be ideal," and the two of you walked towards the destination after taking off your shoes and feeling the sand coursing over their feet.

"Least it's not burning," you noted as Jihyo hummed in agreement, "probably why they wanted us to wear warm clothing, it'll get chilly by the water soon." You head nudged towards the ocean as Jihyo nodded and she looked left and right down the beach.

"Guess private is right, there's really no one around, and the only hearing around is the ocean waves," Jihyo leaned into your arm, "now this is what I wished for."

The table was set up and beautifully decorated, having this cube outlined wood with curtains tied to the support beams in strings of lights and candles around to illuminate the location.

You both approached the table and noticed in front were two cushioned lounge chairs, each with a blanket folded neatly at the foot of it.

"For relaxing I guess," you told her, nodding to the chairs.

Jihyo smiled. 

"Perfect."

They walked up and looked at what had been set up for them. 

The dining table was set for two, with a pitcher of water, two bottles of wine, a bowl of salad, and a basket of rolls.

Another table on the side had a metal chafing dish to keep their dinner warm, they walked over and you lifted the lid to show what they had for dinner, the beef tenderloin with roasted vegetables.

Jihyo inhaled the aroma coming from the dish. 

"Mmm, that smells amazing."

"And something for after dinner," you added, lifting up the glass dome lid on a dessert plate. "Or before dinner, whenever you want it."

Jihyo smiled. 

"After is fine," she confirmed, glancing at the plate. 

There was a beautifully decorated fruit tart surrounded by assorted cookies.

Next to the dessert plate was a beverage station: more ice water, labeled carafes of coffee and hot water for tea, along with all the necessary accouterments: tea, sugar, honey, creamer, cups, spoons, extra napkins. 

There was hand sanitizer for washing their hands and even a little garbage can for their trash.

"Wow. They thought of everything." Jihyo looked around in disbelief, taking in not only the amazing setup inside the perimeter but also the beautiful view of the water. 

"This is so lovely, (YN)," she turned to you, "I can't believe they arranged all of this."

"Wonder how lovely the food is," Jihyo chuckled as you turned to the table behind you, grabbed the bottle of sanitizer, and then gestured to the dining table. "Shall we sit and start with the salad?"

Jihyo nodded, and they stepped over to the table while you pulled out her chair for her and helped her get comfortable. 

She placed her napkin on her lap and watched as you sat down across from her.

They washed their hands, and then Jihyo started serving the salad as you poured glasses of water and wine.

As they started to dine, Jihyo looked out into the water again and around the area.

"This is so incredibly romantic (YN), it feels like a K-drama scene."

You downed your salad in your mouth while nodding and Jihyo smiled at you.

"Champagne?"

"Champagne," you affirmed. "I think we should commemorate this," you held the glass up, "To us. To our love, to the rest of our married. I hope that we will have a wonderful time."

"We will." Jihyo retorted, "to a new life!" and leaned forward to connect her glass with yours.

"To a new life!" You repeated

CLINK CLANK

And they both took a sip...

After setting their drinks down...

"It's crazy that last week, we were engaged," you said as Jihyo smiled, "and now husband and wife."

"It feels like a dream (YN), a dream I wish I would never wake up from." She leaned forward as you smiled.

"It's all real Jihyo. And for me, it's better than a dream." Jihyo hummed in happiness, "I think we're going to be perfect at marriage," you declared.

Jihyo smiled at the hint of pride in your voice. 

"I have no doubt (YN). We've known each other since Sixteen...but back then, I didn't think we'd be this far," She admitted, her eyes lessened, "I'm not saying that I was wanting to break up with you," she stated to fix any confusion, "but because of me starting to become an idol, things got tough for us."

You nodded.

"I was going everywhere besides our company, and we hardly saw each other, but you didn't get mad, you weren't anything negative. You sent messages and gifs of anything cute, supporting, or uplifting. All that got me to smile and encouraged me that no matter what, I had my group and I had you, you did whatever you could to keep me happy (YN). I can't thank you enough for all those times, I really can't." She reached a hand across the table as you laid yours on top and you squeezed your fingers around hers, ", especially our first time meeting, I didn't even know you then."

"I had to say something. That lady had the audacity to insult you in front of everyone with no shame. Still ticks me off," You spat as you recalled that day...

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2015

Jihyo was done with her photoshoot for their session of a challenge of Sixteen and now heading towards the station that showed each photo.

"I think we did okay..." Nayeon spoke up.

"It was tough though," Minyoung added while the Minor group walked towards the main camera-woman with the others behind watching the group.

The pics were going through and comments were like...

"Jeongyeon, good...good...I like this one...this one can go...Nayeon, good, nice smile...pose is nice...Minyoung...could be better...this one is okay..."

AN: this isn't how it went, but this is how it'll be for more dramatic

And as each member went Jihyo was the last one...and while she was expecting some nice comments or some slouching comments...she didn't expect...

...with no hesitation was heard and the girls stiffened but Jihyo felt ill.

The others obviously reacted as they looked towards Jihyo pursed her lips and her hands went over her tummy. 

"Come here, turn around," the photographer stood up as Jihyo went to the front and he inspected her outfit, "no, no, this won't do, this outfit is too tight on you," The photographer informed her and with her booming voice, the entire staff heard

Hearing this, Jihyo really couldn't hide her expression as her eyes went anywhere but to anyone's eyesight, her lips quivering.

Sure, she wasn't as skinny as Momo, Tzuyu, or Somi, but she didn't think she was that bad.

"Why would they make you something that has you largened and don't puff up your cheeks," the photographer pointed at her face and then the photo, "they're too large Jihyo, like chipmunks, you shouldn't eat so much if you-"

"Okay, that's enough!"

A voice cut through and everyone turned to the source of a teen, probably the same age as the girls, walking towards the two, a staff badge around his neck. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" the guy cut between Jihyo and the woman, who was appalled.

"Excuse me!?"

"You heard me," he nudged his head, "how does she look fat? She's healthy if anything. What type of photographer are you?" He argued for her sake as Jihyo looked at the side of the younger person's hardened look.

"What type-who the hell are you to tell me that?!" The photographer stood in front of you.

"Woah, okay that's enough," another man, the manager of the place, stepped in front of both the photographer and you, "we're not starting something," he looked at both, "or you will have to leave if this is going to be an issue," he stated towards the protector as he scoffed back, "or I will call the boss," 

"Call him then," the younger one said, "let him know how his dumbass 'photographer' is body-shaming the trainees," 

"What you say?!" The photographer lunged but was stopped by the full body hold.

"Jihyo get back," Nayeon grabbed her arm as Jihyo continued to stare at her defender.

"Ma'am! You need to relax!" He said struggling against her. 

"You're supposed to make them feel confident, not insecure!" the defender turned to Jihyo, "I don't see anything wrong with her, she's beautiful in every way," Jihyo lost her breath as the defender turned to you, "she's doing her best like the others and you should be giving her advice! Why in the world would you put her down like that?!" The defender stepped closer as others came to help back both people up, "can't believe you're in charge of-"

"Okay get him to the hall! Now!" 

"(YN), let's go! Come on!" One of them grabbed onto your arm as commanded while you glared at the photographer who was flashing back, but you complied and walked away, giving one last look at Jihyo and then you were off.

Everyone had their eyes set on the door as you walked out and the doors gave a large shut as the camera-woman huffed in frustration, now being let go of the hold.

"Ms. Kwon-"

"Who was he!?" She pointed at the door, "I want him fired immediately!"

"Relax Ms. Kwon, relax, he just started working here, but we'll make sure he's not allowed back here anymore." The producer explained as Ms. Kwon clicked her tongue.

"Calling me a dumbass, to hell with him." She said walking away in anger as the producer sighed.

"Wait!" Another voice spoke up and this time Jihyo was the one stepping forward, "you can't fire him, he was defending me," Jihyo barked back as the producer shook his head.

"Ms. Park, what he did wasn't allowed, especially to a higher-up."

"Tsk...fine, call producer-nim, we'll see what he has to say," Jihyo stated while folding her arms.

"Jihyo," Jeongyeon showed up near her, "let's not get into this."

"She's right Ms. Park, let us handle- Ms. Park?"

"Jihyo?"

Jihyo didn't listen as she started to pace towards where you were escorted out, ignoring the calls for her.

Getting through the doors, she looked left and then right and saw a trio of guys standing in the hall, with you leaning against the wall.

"Excuse me," Jihyo was thankful they didn't go far as the trio looked at her.

"Ms. Park?" One of them called out as Jihyo approached them.

"I want to talk to him alone," She looked at you and then the other two, "just a few minutes," she added as the two guys looked at one another and shrugged.

"A few minutes then, but we'll be keeping an eye on you," one of them looked to you as didn't respond as both workers went towards the same door Jihyo came out of and stood near it but away enough to give space.

"Are you okay?" She asked while you nodded.

"Don't worry about me, what about you?" She nodded, "I'm sorry for what she said to you,"

"I'm okay, it's just criticism," Jihyo excused as you scoffed.

"That's not a criticism, those were insults, what kind of person says that, especially to you who's working hard," you noted as Jihyo looked away for a moment and looked back at you.

"It's the idol life, but I'm more worried about your job..." Jihyo mellowed as you shrugged.

"I'll find another, ain't the only one out there," 

"You shouldn't," Jihyo had her voice firm, "you were doing a nice thing,"

"I doubt they're gonna see it that way, I'm happy you care, I am, but don't worry about me," you countered, "I'll be-"

"What if I talk to our boss? He'll understand that you were only defending me." Jihyo took a step forwards as you shook your head in return

"I appreciate that, but I don't want you to get into trouble for me." You rejected politely as Jihyo didn't take that, "You should focus on your show."

"It's no trouble, I know him well, he'll understand. I don't want to see you go for something like this," 

You looked at her and you had a feeling that she was going to do so anyway, regardless of what you were going to say.

"...alright," Jihyo nodded, "only if it's no trouble and if he doesn't, don't blame yourself," you said as Jihyo shook her head.

"I know you'll be staying," she smiled as you did after her, "I'm gonna get him here so I'll be back," Jihyo pointed behind her as you nodded and then she started to walk backwa- "oh," Jihyo turned back to you, "and before I go, thank you for what you..." Jihyo's eyes were averted for a bit before back to you, this time with a smile, "said about me and for standing up for me," she got that first in as you waved it off.

"It's nothing, I couldn't stand there while she said those false things about you," you explained, "someone had to step in," you said and Jihyo smiled even more.

"Well thank you (YN)," Jihyo responded as you nodded, "my name is Jihyo," she said thinking you didn't know her name.

"I know who you are Ms. Park."

"Jihyo," she corrected as you nodded, "also when you do stay, maybe we can talk again? Under better circumstances?" She asked as you smiled.

"Yeah, I'd like that,"

Jihyo nodded to that.

"Great, okay now I gotta go, I'll see you with him in a bit," she pointed behind her and then headed off back into the main room as you chuckled while the two guys were approaching you.

"Jihyo, hehe, we'll see,"

Maybe you'll be hoping to stay after all.

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PRESENT

Jihyo fondly remembered that memory as well.

"I know (YN), but without that, we wouldn't have known each other," Jihyo said to you nodding "at least everything got straightened out when JYP came in,"

"Thanks to you," you said as Jihyo remembered her long talk with the boss explaining what happened, "surprised he wasn't that mad. Actually sided with me too."

"I told you he'll understand." 

"The first of many 'I told you'," you joked as Jihyo chuckled, "and we both got our future sets with you winning and me being part of the crew full time, which was a blessing since we got to be together a lot more after. Though we couldn't do anything too serious with you kicking your idol career off," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"And you with other groups, but we made it work," Jihyo continued, "till some asshole almost ruined it."

Jihyo truly despised the paparazzi, spreading dating slash malicious slash dark rumors about her and her friends, but there was one that made Jihyo want to crush them.

The asshole she was talking about was from INSIDE the company that took pics of you two together across various weeks that got them to admit they were an item before the dating ban.

Either could have said they were really, really good friends before the dating ban but it did looked like you two were dating, especially when you two were together daily.

It was obvious to anyone watching them that Jihyo and you were enjoying each other's presence.

A year after Twice was formed, you asked Jihyo, while she couldn't really date yet if there was a possibility of you and her being something or keeping a promise to be something whenever it was best.

Shooting your shot as you liked her a lot and you felt that she enjoyed you as well.

Jihyo only needed a couple of seconds to smile and agree as she shared her feelings with you and you two made it official in private but won't say it was official till the dating ban was done with.

Though when Dispatch leaked the photos, she was not happy that they had that ruined.

Not even concerned about what the world knows, just pure anger at the intruder of her privacy along with Dispatch.

JYP had a talk with you both and thought you were gonna get fired, but since it wasn't hindering any of your jobs, only hanging out during free time and interacting at the same building only, he allowed the relationship to be still.

And as best, he could find the leaker, they weren't founded out nor any more pictures were produced or spotted after, and when Jihyo calmed down, the company released a statement saying you two were great friends.

Though being alone after, Jihyo told you that she wasn't afraid to confirm the relationship.

Sure she'll get backlash, but she was okay to let everyone know that she was with the one she loved.

Yeah, love.

She harbored saying that a months into the relationship and was finally glad to reveal her true feelings.

Now that was a heart shaker to you, but you returned the words and that cemented your relationship right then and there.

Once the ban was up, the relationship grew tenfold and the two announced their bond to the world.

It blew up with mixed reactions, half good about her being happy, half bad about dating a random nobody rather than someone popular. 

Essentially good for her and bad for you, but you didn't care what they called you, all that mattered was your then-girlfriend, now wife.

It all died down later as Jihyo nor you showed too much of your relationship to the public and soon it felt like no one really cared anymore for years...till your wedding ceremony.

Now that was a big hit, even if Jihyo wasn't retaining her idol status.

"Well we can thank Mister or Miss Asshole for pushing our relationship further I suppose, even though what they did was pretty wrong," You said as Jihyo shrugged.

"Wish they caught the person though, sucks they didn't catch the perp," she complained as you leaned forward onto the table.

"I don't know, I think they were lucky they didn't face god-Jihyo's wraith~" You joked as Jihyo winked at you, "but what's done is done," 

"Yeah, but you're right about him pulling us together. Our first 'love you' to another and now..." she stared at the ring on her finger, "nine years later and I feel like what we have keeps growing (YN), it feels never-ending." She opened while you smiled.

"It does. You've changed me for the better."

Jihyo smiled. 

"You've changed me too," she stroked her thumbs against the tops of your hands. "You don't give yourself enough credit for how amazing you are (YN). You are intelligent, generous, kind, compassionate and you make me laugh more than anyone," she continued. "You challenge me in all the ways a good partner should. We complement each other in so many ways."

You nodded in agreement. 

"It's like we were meant for each other."

Jihyo leaned in closer. 

"We are (YN)," she said softly before leaning in towards the table as you leaned forward as well, pressing her lips to yours for a few seconds before releasing the love.

You gave a content sigh as you observed your wife.

"You're even more beautiful as I said back then Jihyo,"

Jihyo gave a heartful smile.

"And you're more kind and caring as you were then (YN),"

You were staring lovingly at her smile back.

"Now, I don't want to ruin our moment, but maybe we should start with dinner?" You asked as JIhyo nodded.

"Let's,"

And so you started to serve both her and yourself and the two dined on the pleasant meal and taking a bite of the beef and pastry, the sweet and savory blend of layers melted in your mouths.

"Oh wow, that's good," Jihyo was muffled at the meal as you agreed and untwists were being heard to cut or poke when you decided to talk about something else.

"So, what are our plans for tomorrow?" You asked after a moment and Jihyo shrugged.

"I don't know. I told you we didn't make any plans for the week,"

"I know that, but I figured you had some sort of idea that can fill the day up?" you questioned as Jihyo took a bite of her beef while thinking.

Though you were amused at the angry look Jihyo seems to always have when eating anything.

A cute, angry look.

"Well...we could do a tour of the island? We saw that on the things to do here." Jihyo suggested as you nodded.

"Sounds good," you agreed.

"But this is OUR honeymoon (YN), so what would you like to do?" she looked at you pointedly.

"Well...honestly for me, it doesn't really matter what we do. I feel like we should go for stuff that we normally can't do you know." Jihyo nodded, "but also keeping things simple."

"That's what I want too," Jihyo said quickly. "I also want to do out-of-the-ordinary activities but I want to keep things normal and simple. I'm glad we didn't have to plan every moment of every day. I think that we should just see what's there and just do it."

You understood why Jihyo wanted that.

Since her trainee days to Twice till the end, it's been almost every moment of every day in Jihyo's life planned for years. Sure she'd had free time for a week here and there, but you knew she was happy to have a relaxed life and to enjoy what she had now.

"Of course, then we'll see about that tour and let things drop the way they drop." You concluded as Jihyo nodded to that.

And after that, it was a sensual and quiet dinner.

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TIMESKIP

48 Minutes Later

They chatted and drank through dinner and dessert, then moved out of the table to sit on the lounge chairs. 

They spread the blankets over themselves to stay warm and stared at the sun over the water.

Quiet through a relaxed, comfortable silence as they watched the sun get lower.

You were on the same own lounge chair with Jihyo close to you, resting her head against you.

Your arm was wrapped around her, and they were both enjoying the peaceful privacy and beautiful view as the sun slowly set, dimming the area around them.

"Everything is perfect," Jihyo finally said, breaking the silence with her soft-spoken voice.

"It really is," you agreed.

Jihyo lifted her head to look at you. 

"I mean it (YN), everything in my life feels perfect. From becoming a trainee to an immensely successful career with Twice, having a successful after-job, to meeting, dating, and marrying you; my life is perfect and I feel like it can't get any better than this." Jihyo snuggled closer.

"Same. We've been through quite a bit to get here, but it's like you said, worth it." You added as Jihyo nodded.

"And thank you for going through all that with me," Jihyo muttered as you smiled and kissed her softly before replying.

"You never have to thank me. You know I'd do anything for you."

"I know you would." Jihyo was still for a moment, and then glanced around at the clearing surrounding them, visually confirming her intuition that they were alone, "so if I were to ask for something now, you would do then?"

"Name it." 

Right answer.

Jihyo then maneuvers herself over to your chair, pushing your blanket aside.

Whether it was the few glasses of wine she'd had with dinner, the excitement that coursed through her whenever she was near you, or just the overwhelming love she had for you, something prompted Jihyo to climb on top of you.

And even you were surprised by the move.

"What are you doing?" you asked her.

Once Jihyo knelt over your lap, she rested her weight against your legs. 

"You know~ I think you're right~" Jihyo's tone was evident as you know what she wanted.

She'd only use that voice for one reason.

"About?"

"That I'm the horny one~" Your eyebrows rose with intrigue, "we're having a romantic evening on our honeymoon and we're completely alone, so..." her voice trailed off, leaving you to make your own conclusion about what she was implying.

"You want to fuck right here?" you asked, your eyes widening. "Now? On the beach?"

Jihyo responded with a confident nod as she leaned her face towards yours.

"Mmhmm~ I want this honeymoon to be spectacular (YN), we could use our bed any day we want, but to do it at a beach~ hehe~ sounds really intriguing~" Her breath wisped at your lips while giving a half-lustful look and you could tell she was at that point, "and I can't think of a better way to celebrate our first day as husband and wife~"

You rested your hands on her denim-covered thighs, and the thought of peeling them off of her right now while they were outside was incredibly arousing.

"It sure does, has this been a fantasy I didn't know~" you questioned.

"Nah, this can be the cherry on top for this day," she replied with a smile. "But the question is, are you in?"

You were clearly surprised that she was initiating this, but a good kind of surprise.

An exciting one.

This situation was definitely not on your to-do list for the evening, Jihyo was on that list, but the location was not.

You assumed they'd have a nice romantic dinner by the beach, and then back to the room.

And now Jihyo was, ready to pounce outside in the dark on a lounge chair.

A very comfortable lounge chair, but still, a lounge chair.

All that to say, you were getting turned on by the idea and were game for it if she was.

"Well when my wife says so, how can I refuse~" you answered with Jihyo grinning, "and you know someone can spot us?" you asked just to make sure Jihyo was on board.

Jihyo nodded.

"I know~"

You smiled.

"Then you're right, it would be a shame to turn down an opportunity like this."

Jihyo felt her body throb with excitement.

She had always been a spontaneous person, but something like this was far outside of her box.

However, she was discovering more and more that she wanted to try new things outside of that box with you.

"Birth control?"

"Course I am,"

Before they were pretty cautious, especially Jihyo an idol by using condoms, but late in her last Twice year, you two talked and used pills along with not using condoms to today.

Crazy, yeah, but without the rubber felt much more pleasurable and sexual to them the first time they have done without, and of course, you pulled out...most times.

But now with her being off the team, the two of you were able to have a  worry-free time.

There were talks about starting a family, but it was here and there, mostly focused on the wedding first.

She leaned forward to kiss you, and your hands ran up her back under her coat.

=======================SMUT START=========================

Her hands were cradling your face as she kissed you with every ounce of energy she had with your hands began roaming her body and you started pushing her jacket over her shoulders.

When she felt you starting to undress her, she pushed herself up and took off her jacket, throwing it onto the sand on the side, removing her jacket and shirt, pulling them off, and then taking her bra off, too and in a matter of seconds she became completely topless.

Your hands instinctively went to her breasts to caress them and leaned in and pressed your lips to her, kissing her as Jihyo managed to grind her hips a bit and work her ass over your lap. 

A little teasing went a long way with you and when they broke the kiss, your voice had changed into a moaning symphony.

"God I want to do some bad things to you~"

"Good, 'cause I need you to do bad things to me~" Jihyo ushered as your cock ached under her.

Gripping her breasts with more force, Jihyo abruptly threw her head back, giving you a clear view to run your mouth to her neck and kiss a trail downward while your hands squeeze those breasts. 

Moaning out to you in her while you kissed her neck, you pushed your face down to her breasts to smother himself in the flesh of her amazing tits as Jihyo responded by pushing her tits up for you so you could get lost inside them.

"Mmmm~ lick 'em up (YN)~ They're yours after all~"

She wanted your hands, your fingers, your lips, tongue, and mouth, on her bare breasts, on her nipples. 

She got them all as her pink, pert buds hardened smartly to your touches, your kisses, your sucking. 

They both loved you nursing her. 

Oh yeah, Jihyo was drunk indeed.

Upon her words, your mouth opened and you pushed her right nipple between your teeth to swipe your tongue over it. 

Alternating to her left tit, you slobbered all over it like a hungry animal begging for what was to come real soon, but Jihyo had enough of this teasing though, under her butt she could feel your rod stiff and hard as it was poking through your jeans.

And Jihyo was hungry for it. 

"(YN)~," she said softly as you licked and sucked on her breasts, "ohh~ god." Her fingers threaded through your hair as she began gently rocking against your lap.

You kissed up to her neck and started sucking on it, thinking about how even her neck was amazing.

Every inch of this woman was perfect, rather, every inch of your wife was perfect.

Your wife.

You would never get over how incredible that sounded.

As you felt Jihyo start to shift her body off of you, your lips pulled away from her neck. 

She slowly raised herself from your lap and stood up on the sand.

"Take your jeans off only, I need more of your touch~" Jihyo started working on your as you shrugged, "we can feast on each other back in the room~"

"Whatever you want, I'm not complaining," you began to unbutton your jeans as Jihyo bend down to pick up her jacket, but leaving the shirt and bra off.

"Pretty chilly," she said putting on her jacket and zipping it up halfway, leaving her breasts half-covered while you both pulled your lower garments down and bent to fully remove them as Jihyo had you moved to the side of your space.

She was right, it was cold as the cool air invaded and took over your warmth, but Jihyo was at your side, lying on her side while looking at you.

"You better hurry and warm me up~ Finger me~" she noted in a whisper. 

You lowered your right hand down her stomach, making her tremble with anticipation before reaching her now-exposed womanhood and started rubbing it.

Jihyo started moaning instantly and felt herself becoming hotter and hotter. 

She needed more otherwise she thought she would go crazy as she looked down at your lower body and saw your cock erect and standing at attention. 

She reached over with her left hand and grasped it, making you gasp between her moaning as she started stroking your hot cock, making you become heated as well.

Needing to do something more yourself and seeing how Jihyo was starting to get wetter, you inserted a finger into her opening, making her squeal. 

"(YN)~" she groaned but didn't stop you while humping towards your hand.

You buried your face in the curve of Jihyo's neck and inhale the sweet fragrance of her beautiful hair which is spilling across behind her, as you delight in the heavenly realization of what they are doing together.

Your strong hands hold her body to yours and you're barely able to comprehend that they are here, loving your wife as a husband at last. 

The devastating bliss is almost more than both can bear and knew they won't last long.

The sensation of having JUST your finger inside her was something Jihyo never thought would feel so damn good.

She felt her pussy becoming even hotter as you maneuvered it around inside her while you pumped in and out of her. 

She returned the favor and started stroking your shaft faster and harder, making you enflamed while Jihyo leaned to kiss you soon afterward as your tongues danced with passion and Jihyo felt her heart skip a beat when you inserted a second finger into her.

Their mutual masturbation kept going for a couple of minutes as you two kissed and Jihyo loved what she was feeling and never wanted it to stop, but she needed more.

You loved her taste and her delicate, petite, and soft hand on your shaft but Jihyo pulled her hand and her lips away.

"Stay there~" she asked as you adjusted yourself to your back, "wallet right?" you nodded as you pulled  

Jihyo got on her knees and shifted her leg over and sank those heels into the chair and began to lower herself down over your body.

She took a hold of your cock from you and began to slowly stroke it up and down.

"(YN)," your eyes concentrated on hers, "we're finally together, this is our first love in our married life,"

You leaned up to her as Jihyo lowered her head and the two shared a two-second kiss as you leaned back just a few inches.

"It is, I love you Jihyo. I can't tell you how much..."

"Then don't," she whispers and used her hand to push yourself down, "let the action do the talking."

From your point of view, you could see her body just begging to drop and that mighty ass hovering inches above.

Softly and surely, the crown of your cock hit the wet folds of her sweet loving folds, and then Jihyo threw her head back and sank her body down taking you into her.

"Ohhhhh yes~ hehe~ you ready for the action (YN)?"

Jihyo teased you, taking her hands and running them up to her hair running wild and free as she looked down and saw the smirk on her man's face.

"Do what you want with me~"

"I intend to~"

Placing her hands down on your chest, Jihyo began to thrust herself up and down on you.

Grinding her body as your cock jammed in and out of the threshold to her loving hole.

SLAP

SLAP

SLAP

You watched her body bounce with her lovely titties shaking about as the woman took control and was riding you into this slow frenzy.

"Oh yeah, that's it~ I'm glad your cock is mine~"

"All yours Jihy-fuck..."

That comment was sure to bring a reaction out of you while she picked up the pace of thrusting herself up and down.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

Your hands ran up and playfully snagged at her bouncing breasts, smashing the palms of your hands over them as you also began to pump yourself as your cock explored her tight hole.

In and out, in and out Jihyo remained in control fucking you as hard as she could.

At her entreaty, your movements become more urgent and you began thrusting your hips harder in a new, insistent rhythm. 

Jihyo sighs above you and you feel her silken arms move upward as they cling to your shoulders.

You can feel a trickle of sweat running down your forehead as you try to control your movements so as not to make this quick as Jihyo's hot breath on your skin and the sounds coming from her lips are making your hips drive into her faster. 

"Oh, (YN)~," Jihyo whispers breathlessly, gently drawing her lips to yours in a scorching kiss and moving her hips downwards more slowly as well.

"Hmmm~ I love you," your voice is a low rumble.

Then their lips are touching, but they're no longer kissing as your body is ablaze with desire for her. 

You feel her gasping breath in your mouth and Jihyo's slender legs are wrapped firmly around your body.

"I love feeling you inside me~" she breathes.

"Jihyo," you pant, dragging your lips away from hers so that you can see her face, which is flushed with want. "Oh, Jihyo~"

"I love you, (YN)," Jihyo murmurs in your ear, still clutching him tightly to her body. "You feel so wonderful~"

You feel enveloped by the warmth of Jihyo's love for you, and the sublime look on her face, as you move in her, pierces your very soul.

No words came from either mouth, only loud moans as she closed her eyes and began to grind down on you harder.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

The beach lounge chair squeaked and played instrumental music for fucking.

Between the sound of her ass slapping down on your balls and the squeaking, a perfect harmony was made between their moans and heavy breathing back and forth.

"Yo-uu going to make y-your wife cum (YN)~" Jihyo urged you as you nodded.

"Yeah~ You gonna m-make your husband cum as wel-shit~"

"Good~ C-Cum with me too~"

Pound after pound Jihyo smashed into you.

She knew her breaking point would be coming soon, running her hands up and down your chest as she teased you slowing down.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

You were beginning to thrust into her right on pace with her which caused her to stop.

She wanted to feel you thrust your cock into her and you didn't disappoint.

You moved your hands over her hips and thrust wild and as hard as you could as Jihyo's body still shook as did her nice breasts as she threw her head back, waved her hair around, and closed her eyes.

Softly she cried out to you.

"Yes! Yes! Harder~ Yes!"

"Oh yeah, you gonna-"

"OH MY GOD! OHHHH!"

A sudden stop came from the halt in body movement.

Both of them closed their eyes and cried out together, sweet ecstasy pouring on as their bodies tensed up and hit the climax.

No words at the moment could break this sweet ecstasy between them.

When they locked their gazes onto one another with their foreheads touching, enjoying the ecstasy as Jihyo leaned in and shared a loving kiss with you while lying on top of you, your hands going to her butt, cupping each cheek as Jihyo groaned, but then...

WHOOSH

The two shivered, but not from lust, from the chilling air that came to them.

"Hehe, now that was a cold one," you nodded with her as Jihyo laughed at her own idea backfiring you shivered once more as another heavy wind came through, "one more before we head back~" Jihyo was forward as you grinned.

"Name it,"

"Hey I rode you, what do you want~" 

"Hmm...well, since you rode me, I think it's fair for me to ride you,"

"Let's do it,"

Jihyo whispered...oh yeah, she was horny as fuck as a sinister smile raised over her lips as you moved up on the seat and Jihyo planted her elbows onto the chair to support her as you pushed in, guiding your cock to her again, making Jihyo sigh in bliss.

"Come on and fuck me (YN)~"

Her voice cooed in a seductive matter just as your cock slid in, Jihyo brought her hands over your chest and moaned looking into your eyes.

You placed your hands over her curvy hips and leaned in and kissed her passionately as you pushed your cock into her loving hole while she planted her heels right into the cheeks of your butt as you began to thrust into her now.

"Hmm~"

"Yes! HARDER!"

Since silenced by your lips, she groaned her saying to you and the chair created a commotion of rhythm beating once again.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

Over and over, your cock pumped into her loving pussy as Jihyo moved her heels, digging them further into your ass and continuing to pump into her hard as Jihyo stretched herself out on the chair, breaking the kiss and you rose up, hands supporting your body and you could see her breasts bouncing.

"Oh god! Yes! Fuck me~ Love me~"

"Jihyo, honey, we can't be screaming so loud," You grunted as no doubt the screams of her voice and the sound of their lustful event could probably be heard so hopefully it was as private beach as they said.

Plus with Jihyo, her voice can be pretty damn loud.

Jihyo lost her grip on the chair and ended up falling back on it, spreading her legs out wide as you just kept on hammering that sweet pussy over and over.

You weren't strong in words as you huffed and grunted over her as you watched her breasts heaving up and down with each thrust inside her.

"Oh yes, oh yes~ yes~ yes~ oh fuck me (YN)~"

Seems Jihyo got the message as her voice was silenced with less pitch as she could feel her climax coming soon, gritting her teeth and threw her arms about on the arms of yours but nothing was breaking the concentration that you had on pumping your hard cock into her tight hole.

A soft laugh escaped her lips as you brought one hand on her lower back and began to pump into her snatch while the other hand went towards her left tit, as you fondled it for all its worth. 

Jihyo moaned and then laughed as her hands gripped harder onto your arms, nails logged in, as she closes her eyes in ecstasy. 

Your face is contorted with your efforts as your movements suddenly become more erratic and you knew you can't hold back any longer and probably neither your wife as Jihyo's hips are thrusting hard against you now and her gasping breath is becoming more erratic.

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

SQUEAK

SLAP

You increased the tempo of your hips, then you hear Jihyo draw in her breath sharply and her body is surging against you now.

"(YN)~!"

When you hear her gasp, you watched as the bliss overtakes her.

Jihyo is panting beneath you and you watch when Jihyo opens her eyes once more, they are so beautiful that you smile at how incredible your partner is.

And there it is.

That blissful expression you see on her face in these moments and you are overwhelmed by the ecstatic knowledge that it is your touch, your love that can give Jihyo so much pleasure.

"God I love you~"

Moaning, you bend your head to place your mouth on her salty skin and he licks that drop of sweat from the delicious valley between her breasts. 

Jihyo gasps again and arches her torso upwards.

"Ohhh~ (YN)~ so close~"

"S-so am I-I can't hold it..."

"Then cum~ cum in your wife (YN)~"

Murmuring your name, you thrust your hips into her once, twice, then a third time before the pleasure washes over you and you grunt, closing your eyes in ecstasy as your entire body is consumed with your release.

"Hmm~"

"Ahh~ ohhh~"

Groaning as your body goes rigid and the pleasure of your release breaks over you like a wave; overwhelmed with the extraordinary rapture as your entire body shudders in ecstasy.

You collapse on top of her, your body spent, face buried in Jihyo's soft hair and your arms are still clutching her slim body to yours. 

"Now this...this is right..."

Jihyo grasps your body to her, continuing to murmur her love for you in your ear, with one hand tangled in the hair at the back of your head and the other wrapped tightly around your waist.

They lie there for a moment, both of them regaining breath and the sweat of their bodies mingling.

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A minute passed and you sat up, removing your flaccid cock from her as Jihyo groaned at losing her warmth.

"I know, but I think we should get clothed up and go back to the room before we get sick for the rest of the week. Or did you want people to find us half naked in the morning?" You joked as Jihyo chuckled.

"Hehe, exhibitionist I am not..." Jihyo sat up too, her breasts half covered still, but your sight went to her slit with you could see traces of your work still seeping out.

"Let me get some towels to clean ourselves up a bit, I'm sure no one will go through our garbage," you informed her as Jihyo watched you pull your pants up to your thighs along with the briefs as she watched you and your friend hobble towards the table while holding onto your jeans to not get them dirty.

A quick few steps and you handed her the roll before ripping a couple for yourself as you cleaned your cock with one and the other your sweat as Jihyo patted herself down as well.

Soon as you think you were decent, you zipped up your jeans and reached down to grab her clothing from the sand.

"You good?" she nodded, "here," you handed her clothes.

"Thanks," she said before putting her underwear on, covering her sex and then her jeans followed by her bra, which she had to remove her sweater as you smiled at her breasts out and proud.

"So, that complete your beach sex wish?" You grinned as Jihyo hummed.

"Very, it was romantic, in a way," she smiled as you nodded, "besides, it's always nice to try something new (YN), and this was something we can cross off. Maybe we can 'explore' a few more things before we leave yeah?" 

"I'll do anything with you Jihyo," you agreed as Jihyo nodded while you put your shirt back on, now both of you dressed like nothing happened, "let me call the driver,"

"Hehe, of course~ then we can continue were we left off~" Jihyo noted and you figured it was a joking manner, but one look at her, she wasn't...and you grinned.

Horny Jihyo strikes again. 

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DAY 2

THE NEXT MORNING

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"(YN)~"

"..."

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"(YN)~ Come on~"

"Hmm..."

"Wakey wakey~"

You felt nudged on your shoulder as your eyes blinked open to the side of your hotel room.

"Behind you~"

You heard your wives' happy tone and turned your head...

"Morning~"

...your lovely wife was there with a smile to brighten the entire world.

It did for you on every occasion...but...

"Hmm..." you groaned while gripping the blanket harder, "bed cozy," you muttered as Jihyo placed her hands on her hips.

"Come on (YN)~ there's no time for bed, there's much we need to do."

You pulled the blanket down to your chest and twisted yourself to wake up.

"Yeah, I know, let me wake a bit."

Jihyo nodded and sat down right next to you.

"Maybe a kiss can wake you up~"

"Maybe," you responded and Jihyo leaned forward to meet in the middle as you two shared a heartfelt kiss before Jihyo pulled away and patted your chest.

"Well?"

"It helped quite a bit," you nodded as Jihyo smiled, stood and pointed at the foot of the bed.

"Got your outfit," a set of clothes were folded, on top of that being briefs since you're still naked from last night's acts with her, "though you should shower first."

"Right," you pushed the blankets on you away, revealing your body as Jihyo's eyes wandered to your lower half to your flaccid, pleasurable friend, smiled, and then turned towards the bathroom.

You inhaled deeply and stretched your arms out, "when did you get up? I didn't even feel you move from the bed."

"About twenty minutes ago," Jihyo stopped at the door of the bathroom and leaned on the doorframe, "I took a shower as well and called front desk after. I guess you were pretty tired. I must have worn you out too much huh~" Jihyo teased as you scoffed.

"Well horny Jihyo does go to the extreme, especially for the beach sex," Jihyo hummed, "can't believe we did it there," you said as Jihyo nodded.

"The glasses of wine did get to me," Jihyo admitted as you pouted.

"Aww, so it wasn't my irresistible charm?" You joked as Jihyo gave a playful scoff.

"Maybe ten percent."

"I'll take it." You were quick to smile as Jihyo rolled her eyes, "But for real, I did enjoy it." You told her as Jihyo nodded.

"Good, so did I. Somehow there's that extra excitement of being out in the open. Imagine us being that daring when I was an idol." She said heading inside the bathroom.

"Well, we could have been, though the reaction probably wouldn't be so great if caught." You reasoned.

"At JYPE, no. For the fans, most definitely yes."

"Thousand percent," you followed Jihyo to the bathroom, still bare as she was fixing her hair, to which she spotted you at the door, "and just letting you know, you didn't wear me out, I'm merely getting more energy for tonight~"

Jihyo placed a hand on the counter and the other on her hip.

"Oh~ so we're going double the rounds then~" Jihyo grinned as you chuckled.

"Hehe, I guess 'we're here on vacation?' is out the window then?" You mocked as Jihyo turned to the mirror.

"You suggested it first," Jihyo pointed at you as you came closer to her.

"I recall you straddling me." You pointed at your lower half.

"Yeah, but you're so irresistible~" she scrunched her face while looking at you in the mirror.

"Can't blame you there," Jihyo hummed.

"And luckily for you," she pointed at you, "you'll be the only one who'll ever experience horny Jihyo~"

"Very lucky indeed," you replied while you looked into the shower and saw a handle for the water, soap bars, small bottles, and a sponge and then back to Jihyo.

"So you called the front desk?" You asked before heading in.

"I called for a special table for breakfast along with a trip to Yeomiji Botanical Garden."

"Botanical garden? Never been to one before?" You said as Jihyo nodded.

"Well our first will be great then, it's one of the best botanical gardens in Asia supposedly. It contains and they said 2,000 rare tropical and subtropical plants throughout areas around." She facted checked you as you were surprised to hear that, "there's even a two hour tour that shows us each one and how they maintain the area, if you want to that is,"

"Wow, that's sounds pretty cool."

"Yeah, I know it's just plants, but I thought it would be fun to walk around and enjoy the scenery." 

"Ah come on Ji, you know I'm down for anything. That sounds great,"

Jihyo loved that side of you, always willing to do whatever with no complain.

"Great, I think it's something we'll enjoy. Plus there's attractions around so we can look after too." 

"Hey whatever you want to do Jihyo, I'm all in, sounds like an eventful time." 

You watched your wife nod in the mirror while forming her hair, but her eyes caught yours as she stopped her movement, watching you walk behind her and wrap your arms around your torso and leaned your head on top of hers.

Not caring about your nudity, with one hand, Jihyo placed it over your arms.

"To think this is going to be every morning Jihyo," she listened and nodded.

Remembering back when you first 'proposed' to Jihyo, god she was as delighted as she could be.

Sobbing an ugly cry for an hour.

Hyperventilating and shaking and grasping you so tight almost knocking you over.

It was mesmerizing to see her as emotional as you, maybe not AS emotional, but you get the idea.

No one knew, not even her members as the secret was kept to the two and it was a long time coming as you two announced their engagement when her career was done and over with two years later.

Instead of a ring put on her to avoid attention, she bought her and yourself a matching set of red bracelets in the meantime though Jihyo kept the ring with her.

A reminder that after her career, there was something to look towards.

A week after her retirement, all the members of Twice each made a last video on each of their socials: thanking every Once for the decade of support and that they'll always be on their minds forever.

Jihyo did the same, though after her message, she dropped another video, one where you came and she announced her engagement to the world and it was a massive revelation, even to her members of how long she was engaged.

Why did she announce it? 

Cause she wanted to show you off.

Plus no idol means no more restrictions.

And then came their wedding: an overall very enjoyable and emotional time. 

Jihyo promised to make it through without crying, but till their wedding vows, she had to stop midway as she started doing so.

After comforting words from her members, aka bridesmaids, she calmed down enough to continue.

The only time though as the rest was all smiles.

"I know, but every moment with you (YN) is always a magical time," you shifted your head to look in the mirror at her reflection and smile, "This marriage, our new life, it's going to be special," she announced as you nodded till you lowered your hands.

But Jihyo turned her body and leaned forward as your lips became one, feeling the soft mesh and breathing of the other.

Your hands roamed downward and Jihyo smiled into the kiss as she felt your hand cupped under her butt, giving it a sensual squeeze.

In revenge, she used one hand of hers to grab your 'friend' and give you a squeeze as you groaned into her mouth, till Jihyo pulled away with a wink

"You know if we keep doing this we're not gonna leave the room~"

"I'm fine either way," you whispered as Jihyo gave a roll of her eyes.

"Course you are, hurry and take your shower," she gave a playful push as you laughed and proceeded to rotate towards and into the shower while Jihyo smiled at your back, resuming her hair as the water dropped.

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TIMESKIP - Hour and twenty-seven minutes later

After enjoying a lovely breakfast, Jihyo wanted to walk around for a bit to let the food go down as you nodded and you both walked around, getting a feel for the place and slowly taking information down for later trips as well.

They got good intel of day tours, establishments, restaurants to try, etc to do and you two agreed to plan tomorrow morning of what to expect for the two.

And now, you asked to use the bathroom as Jihyo nodded and waited outside as you quickly did your business and returned to...

"Oh she is not, hehe, gotta get this," you pulled your phone out and had the recording on as you walked closer to your wife and getting to her side... 

"Wakey wakey~"

"Ahhh (YN)..." Jihyo laughed, a bit embarrassed about being caught red-handed.

"Hmm, I seem to recall a certain someone saying 'Come on (YN), there's no time for bed,'" you mimicked Jihyo's voice as best you could and turned your phone off, joining her while sitting back on your seat on her right, "I was gone for two minutes and here you are passed out,"

"Yah, I wasn't sleeping, I was enjoying the warmth of the sun, with my eyes closed." Jihyo excused as you nodded.

"Rrriight~ guess last night was an impact on both of us then~" You gave a grin as Jihyo chuckled.

"Hehe, indeed it was, but for real, this warm is absolutely making me sleepy."

"Well we got a long tour ahead of us so don't get too sleepy." 

"Then I'll need all the energy I need. For the tour and after~" Jihyo grinned as you chuckled in response...and then her eyes snapped to the right of you. 

You noticed and turned to witness a family of four passing by, two kids laughing and tugging at the dad's arms, begging for some ice cream.

"Henry, Cam, relax, you'll get your ice cream in a bit," the dad stated as the two cheered with the mom shaking her head in amusement.

"Sounds like me with chocolate cake," you joked and turned to Jihyo who was fixated on the family as her head turned with them, "...?"

You waited a few seconds before Jihyo turned to you looking at her, slightly embarrassed at her stare at the random group.

"Sorry," Jihyo said while you shrugged.

"It's alright, you good?" 

"Yeah, just, they passed by us." Jihyo stated, having you give a thought of what she meant by that, "quite a few actually."

"...oh, without recognizing you?" You wondered as Jihyo nodded slowly, "well besides our wedding, you haven't been in the spotlight so it's understandable, that's a good thing, right?" You questioned as Jihyo nodded once more.

"Uh yeah," Jihyo shook her head, "I guess after a decade of people knowing screaming my name, it's sort of funny to not hear it, even after months."

"Understandable, I don't expect you to be used to it quickly...you are okay right?"

Jihyo smiled in response and got up from her seat, only to step forward to you and leaned down to kiss you on the lips before leaning back up.

"I'm better than okay dear husband~" She cooed as you smiled, "come on, let's go see some plants,"

She offered her hand as you rose and took hers in yours.

"Whatever you say, Ms. (LN)~" you repeated as Jihyo hummed and leaned into your arm.

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TIMESKIP

You two were excited to explore the lush greenery of the Yeomiji Botanical Garden. 

As you two walked through the gates, you were greeted by the sweet aroma of flowers and the sound of birds chirping.

https://english.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/ATR/SI_EN_3_1_1_1.jsp?cid=264607

(Here is the website that shows the gallery, you can see what they are really looking at with this)

The location was filled with various sections: Mystery Garden, a Central Hall, a Flower Garden, an Aquatic Garden, a Cactus Garden, a Jungle Garden, and a Tropical Fruits Garden. At the center is a 38-meter tall observation tower each showcasing a different variety of plants and flowers. 

You two started their journey at the Tropical Garden, where they saw a stunning collection of orchids, bromeliads, and ferns. 

The colors and patterns of the flowers were mesmerizing, and neither couldn't resist taking out their cameras to snap a few pictures for their memories.

As they made their way through the garden, you both were amazed by the sheer size and diversity of the plant species. 

They saw everything from towering trees to delicate bonsai, from vibrant flowers to prickly cacti, something Jihyo was fond of since she herself grew a few. 

You were particularly fascinated by the succulent garden, where he saw all kinds of unusual and exotic plants you had never seen before, Jihyo was glad to see you very interested in this.

One of the highlights of their trip was the Flower Garden, which was in full bloom. 

You two wandered through the fields of bright yellow flowers, taking in the stunning scenery and enjoying the fresh air. 

As they reached the end of their tour, they stopped at a small café within the garden and ordered some refreshing drinks and sat down to relax and take in the view. 

And by view...

The garden was beautiful, but Jihyo was on a whole other level.

The garden was truly a peaceful oasis in the middle of an already paradise, and you two felt grateful to have experienced it together.

"I could stay here all day, just drinking coffee and enjoying the view," Jihyo said, sipping her latte.

"I'm enjoying it as well," Jihyo took a glance at you looking at her as she scoffed.

"Can you be anymore corny?" 

"I'm complimenting you, what's not to enjoy from that?" You joked as Jihyo smiled and shook her head, "you'd rather I'd insult you?" 

"As if you could," Jihyo mocked as you shook your head.

"You're right, there's nothing negative to say about you." You returned as Jihyo can't help her smile enhanced.

"Shut up..." 

"Hehe," you were happy to make her feel as such, "we don't have these places back home?" You asked detouring the moment, taking a sip of your drink as Jihyo shrugged.

"We'll have to check, but I can tell you it won't be spontaneous as this place."

"Yeah, you said best in Asia so-"

RINGTONE

You phone rang from your right pocket.

"Sorry," you said pulling it out as Jihyo watched you look at your phone, "it's my dad," you looked at Jihyo who smiled and nodded as you answered it.

"Hey dad...yeah I'm enjoying it," you leaned back on your seat as Jihyo decided to pull her phone out to take more pics of the garden and upon doing so, she watched quite a few pedestrians strolling by. 

The laughter of children filled the air, and the warmth of their joy seemed to envelop her. 

Her eyes rested on a couple, pushing a stroller, their faces glowing with happiness and contentment. 

As Jihyo observed them, a wave of emotions washed over her, and her mind began to drift thoughts turned to you, her now loving husband, who had been by her side through thick and thin. 

They had built a decade of memories together, sharing dreams, laughter, and tears. 

Careers, travel, and various responsibilities had kept them occupied, but they kept their bond in front, communicating with another day and night.

But now, as Jihyo watched the tender interactions between parents and their children...what about her and you?

Glancing at you, still on the phone as you rolled your eyes at Jihyo with a smile, her heart swelled with gratitude for the incredible partner she had found. 

First and foremost, you're incredibly kind and compassionate. 

Your heart's overflowing with empathy, and you go out of your way to make her feel valued and loved so Jihyo knew she can count on you to be there during both joyous and challenging times, offering a supportive shoulder and a listening ear and provided a safe and nurturing environment for Jihyo to thrive. 

Whenever anything was set on a particular day, Jihyo would always wake up to texts of encouragement and funny gifs to cheer her on, even if you were there to see her during the concert, if not, you'd send her a couple more during the day.

You're her biggest supporter, always cheering her on in her endeavors. 

You believed in her talents after becoming an idol and encouraged her to reach for the stars. 

Even during Sixteen, you secretly rooted for her to win, no offense to the others, but after that whole fiasco with the photographer, you two became friends of the sort.

And what truly sets you apart is your emotional intelligence. 

You have an uncanny ability to understand and empathize with others' emotions and not afraid to delve deep into conversations, discussing hopes, fears, and dreams with an open heart. 

Jihyo, while took a bit to get comfortable with you, felt seen and understood herself in more ways than she thought.

Plus you had a knack for making her able to laugh constantly, even during the most mundane moments. Your playful banter and witty remarks fill her time with joy and reminds herself not to take things too seriously. 

She really can't help but smile when you're around.

But Jihyo thinks the communication between them is the biggest positive to her. 

Over the years she appreciated your openly and honestly mannerism, listening to her attentively, and offers support and understanding from your point of view. She trusts you wholeheartedly and that you will always have her best interests at heart.

Jihyo, rather odd, found it a safe space to express herself about current situations.

Above all, you respects her for who she is.

Knew that her job was important to her and rather than complain at the lengths of several non-interactions, you supported her. You rose her strengths, embraces her flaws (none if you had to say), and loves her unconditionally. 

With you, Jihyo felt valued, cherished, and seen for exactly who she is.

Not Park Jihyo, leader of Twice/idol.

But Park Jihyo, a lovable person.

All that equaled to one perfect man, that perfect man to be her husband.

Jihyo sighed softly as you were chatting away.

Though she didn't know about your opinion about starting a family, especially after marrying, but she didn't think you would be opposed to it. 

For Jihyo though, this has been on her mind a year before getting married, six months before Twice disbanded.

While not overthinking, it still had her anxious about their future together trailed her towards their family, their children.

A good anxious though, but now, as Jihyo watched the tender interactions between parents and their children, a longing tugged at her heartstrings. 

She yearned for the joy of holding her own child, of experiencing the unconditional love that only a parent could understand. 

The idea of raising a tiny human, nurturing them, and watching them grow into their own unique person filled her with anticipation and wonder.

Jihyo envisioned moments of bedtime stories and lullabies, of gentle kisses on scraped knees, and of joyful celebrations for milestones reached. 

She could almost hear the sound of a child's laughter echoing in her ears, filling their home with the purest melody. 

The idea of creating a family with you brought a radiant smile to her face.

However, amid her musings, a twinge of uncertainty danced in her mind. 

Doubts crept in, as they often do when contemplating life-altering decisions. 

Would they be ready for the challenges and sacrifices that parenthood demands? 

Would they be able to provide a loving and nurturing environment for their child? 

Of course raising a family would require dedication, patience, and unwavering support, but she also knew that when they tackle this journey together, navigating the highs and lows hand in hand, they would learn and grow as parents, and would offer their child the love and stability they craved.

Jihyo is confident that she'll be able to rise up for it, after all she did raise eight girls for a decade, but she hasn't heard that type of subject from you.

She doesn't think you'd oppose it, but when that time comes about the next step of their future, Jihyo for sure knew that you would be in. 

"-ay, yeah, have fun dad okay, see yah," you hung up while Jihyo kept her eyes on you, "sorry, he wanted know if we're doing fine, and informed me that he and mom will be out of town so they won't be there when we come back,"

"Where?"

"His brothers arranging a family get-together and the two decided to go, good for them," you explained as Jihyo nodded, "well, after this, what do you want to do?" You asked as Jihyo shrugged.

"Maybe a museum? I think there's that chocolate one around."

"Oh yeah, we read that one, good thing Dahyun isn't here," Jihyo chuckled, "what about on the other side of the island? I know it's far but there's that aquarium, that heritage site to climb, also there's tours we can book that takes us to those places right? Maybe we can book something?"

"True, but let's let it just be us," Jihyo said as you nodded, "but you're right, there's plenty to explore out there, the trip there will be long, but worth it," You nodded as Jihyo turned to the flowers.

"...maybe we can start a garden?" Jihyo turned to you, "course not a full fledge one since we're in an apartment, but maybe we can grow some out on the balcony?"

While Jihyo wanted to raise something else, plants are nice too.

"I'd like that, let's keep that in mind," you nodded while she took another sip of her latte and stood up, "I'm ready to keep walking, you?"

"Yeah," you stood up while grabbing your cup as Jihyo got hers, walked around the table, took your hand and soon you two were off to continue this vast environment.

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TIMESKIP

The crowded beach scene didn't even bother Jihyo. 

The only thing she could focus on was the gentle sensation of your fingers intertwined with hers, all the while being led down the sands of Jungmun Saekdal Beach. 

Literally outside their resort, that was the first Jihyo wanted to go down, not the private area they were first night.

It wasn't AS busy as Jihyo nor you would have thought it would be, sure a family here and there, but neither wasn't complaining.

After leaving the garden and a couple of museums around, the two of you decided to hit the beach after a change of clothing from the hotel since being nearby and then heading off to grab lunch.

Both had their shoes off, carrying them in hand and digging their toes into the warm sand whenever they stepped and when she looks outward, Jihyo's transfixed for a quiet moment by the darkening expanse of the sea, stretching infinitely towards the open horizon like the entire rest of the world is nothing but restless water building and rising and falling over itself endlessly, washing gently onto the sand before retreating again, everything dyed in rosy, golden hues by the sun above them. 

She lets her eyes close for a second, taking in the sound of waves rushing against the shore and the salty tang of the wind ruffling her hair. 

Jihyo felt in like those sleeping videos of seagulls, the yells of kids around, the push-and-pull of the tides, the warm wind in her face and the equally warm hand in hers gave Jihyo a sense of calm, being able to take in her surroundings and appreciate the slower pace of the vacationers compared to the hustle and bustle of the city and job that she was used to. 

She was actually grateful to escape from the confines of workers, managers, staff, cameras and it wasn't that she didn't love living being an idol, but getting adjusted to the lifestyle there was taking a bit more out of her than she originally thought it would.

She looked up at you appreciatively, noticing you were staring out into the sea. 

A flock of gulls scatters across the opposite direction, spreading their wings and lifting up and away until they become tiny, dark silhouettes against the sky. 

Jihyo slows to watch the shorebirds wheeling and diving over the water, crying out to one another in the distance, soaring effortlessly on updrafts with a freedom she longed to feel. 

"It's a great view huh?" You commented as she turned to you.

"It is, the water is so blue, seeing it at night was something, but during the day, it's a whole new sight," she complimented the view as you agreed, "It's truly breathtaking."

"Yeah, though it doesn't compare to you," you smiled as Jihyo scoffed mockingly.

"Oh my god (YN)..."

"You love it~" Jihyo could only chuckle in return, "let's take some pics of us here," you pointed, "you know, it'll be like your 'I am' book," you reminded as she nodded.

"Expect it'll be our photobook, we can name it 'Yes, we are Mr. and Mrs. (LN),'" Jihyo suggested as you nodded.

"Unfortunately it probably won't be as good since you had a crew, a thousand dollars cameras, and lighting equipment and it's just me with my phone." You pointed at yourself as Jihyo shook her head.

"Yet it'll be better in my opinion, now come on," she patted your arm as your phone got fished out and pressed the 'camera' button, and pointed your phone at your wife.

"Alright, do whatever you want," you pointed as Jihyo started to twirl herself around...

...while you took pics of her while recording...

CLICK CLICK CLICK

"Looking good," you complimented as Jihyo kept on posing in various ways, as you decided to get on your knee and talked like... "yes, wonderful, oh you're doing amazing darling, spin that dress~ oh beautiful~" 

"(YN) stop it hehe," Jihyo was amused as your photography talk ended and you decided to take a few more pics, "no one talks like that."

"I'm sure photographers talk like that when I'm on set."

"I was in front of those cameras, no one talks like that," Jihyo placed her hands on her hips as you surrendered.

"Alright, alright, uh, let's get some with you in the water? The sea behind you will be cool," 

"Yes Mr. Photographer," Jihyo rose her dress up to her shins while walking into the waves, luckily aren't going wild as it was smooth as relaxing.

You started taking pics as Jihyo posed like an MV photoshoot, easy for her to get into the scene as you moved around to get different angles.

"That should be good, I got like fifty pics," you said, putting your phone down as Jihyo went to you, feeling the sand get sturdier with each step.

"Only fifty? Shame on you (YN)," Jihyo pointed out as you hung your head.

"I think you'll find that those fifty are masterpieces," you said as you handed her your phone and Jihyo took one swipe to see each one. 

"Not too shabby Mr. Photographer~"

"Well, having someone of your talent makes it such."

"Well a decade of experience will do that," you nodded as Jihyo slipped across each screen, favoriting the ones she-

Arf Arf

Both of you heard a high pitch sound behind you and spotted a small fluffy dog running your way.

"Aww~ it's cute," Jihyo complimented.

"Must have run away, collar and leash" you pointed as the dog was feet near you along with the leash dragging behind.

Arf Arf

The dog then jumped onto your leg, only reaching to your shin. 

"And that's the owner," Jihyo pointed forward as you looked too and saw a little girl running towards you both, along with a woman behind her.

"Daisy!" The child yelled and the dog still climbing onto your leg as the child came and took the dog in her hands, not caring about you nor Jihyo, "bad girl," she pointed at the face of the puppy, "you can't run like that,"

"Heather! You can't run off like that either!" the lady behind her caught up, speaking to her as the girl turned to, what you assumed was her mother.

"I was getting Daisy, mom," 

"It doesn't matter, it's dangerous to go alone," the lady turned to you two, "I'm sorry about that, our dog is very hyper." 

"It's fine," "Don't worry," you both said as the mother nodded.

"Put Daisy down and grab my hand," she asked of her daughter, "don't run off like that, especially towards strangers," she said while the girl followed, putting Daisy down, grabbing her leash instead, taking her mom's hand.

"Sorry Mom..."

"Sigh it's okay, just let Dad or I know before you go, have a nice day you two," she said to you both repeating and with that, the two plus dog turned back the way they came.

"Well that happened," you said and turned to Jihyo.

"..." who was fixated on the leaving mother and daughter.

You looked at the duo and then back to Jihyo.

"Jihyo?"

"H-Huh?" You got her attention.

"You good?"

Jihyo got off guard once more and nodded.

"Y-yeah, I-uh, I was staring at the dog..." she said quickly as you didn't seem to think that was the reason, but you didn't want to push it.

 "Well, it is a cute dog, you want a dog?"

Jihyo shook her head slowly.

"No, Bbuyo is enough for me, just thought it was cute..." her words trailed as you nodded slowly.

"That's alright, and Bbuyo is with your sisters, but we can get him or a pup at home, I don't mind," you suggested with Jihyo giving a smile and chuckling.

"I know, thanks (YN), let's grab some lunch?" Jihyo suggested as you nodded, holding your hand out as Jihyo did the same, getting yours into hers.

"Wait? My pics?" You asked as Jihyo nodded.

"Right, oops," Jihyo pulled her phone out, "now let's see you do some amazing poses darling~" Jihyo teased as you grinned.

"Be amazed Ji," you said while getting into the water as Jihyo smiled at her husband's antics.

Though Jihyo mind was somwhere else.

Your plant idea, raising a pet wasn't one she was thinking either, but to hear you open to doing either had Jihyo assuming that you'd be open to starting a family too.

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TIMESKIP

"That should do it,"

There was plenty of room in the tub to move around and the water seemed plenty deep to comfortably cover yourself.

You decided to get inside, feeling bliss at the warm contact of your skin and sure enough it landed just about your chest.

"Oh yeah, this hits the spot, and now this," you grabbed the 'BUBBLE BATH' bottle and layered it around the top of the water and some on the still pouring water and instantly it was creating suds around.

After spreading, you placed it back and then...

HMMMMMM

...you saw a dial behind you that labeled 'JETS' and sure enough, jets of air, started to blast from the outlets midway of the bath, some down, some forward and some upward that helped with the bubbles.

After a long day of walking around, you needed to wash up and you proposed the idea of the bath to Jihyo, and...

"Wow, you went in without me?"

You heard and looked to the doorframe where Jihyo...

IF I COULD I WOULD HAVE PUT THE GIF OF MARGOT ROBBIE ON 'WOLF OF WALL STREET'

Imagine Jihyo in that stance

...was stripped of all clothing, her arm resting on the frame while her legs were crossed.

"Well it was too relaxing not to, and it's perfect," you answered.

"Good," Jihyo started walking forward as you eyed her figure, even after years of being with her Jihyo was one of, if not, the perfect woman.

Her physical features could catch anyone's eyes with her own expressive eyes that sparkle with warmth and intelligence.

Her smile is infectious, lighting up the room and revealing genuine joy.

Her hair, no matter what style, either cascades in luscious waves, falls gracefully in an elegant style, or her famous bob hair style to frame her face and add to her allure.

Her figure is graceful, with curves that celebrate femininity, confidence, and strength.

But that's just the outside, her personality is what shines the most for you.

Jihyo exudes self-assurance and carries herself with grace and poise.

Her confidence stems from embracing her individuality and celebrating her unique qualities that radiate magnetic energy that draws others towards her.

Her kindness, compassion, and empathy shine through her actions and interactions with others.

And she may have the warmest heart around that nurtures those around her, making people like you feel seen and valued along with her positive attitude and genuine interest in others make her a joy to be around.

But the one that does it for you is her inner strength and resilience.

Of course, you knew Jihyo well that 'on-screen' Jihyo was one person, and another was 'off-screen' Jihyo where she showed her true side to you. She was still a person after all and you aided her in her troubles out of the stage of the negative effects of being an idol from mental to physical tolls on her.

But Jihyo didn't surrender.

Instead, she embraces her vulnerabilities and uses them as stepping stones to grow and evolve to be better. Her strength shines through in her ability to navigate through her idol journey's of ups and downs while being one of the best role models for kids, teens, and probably adults.

When the other members chose Jihyo as a leader, it wasn't due to the amount of time she trained, but her willpower, strength, and her in general.

Her combination of physical attractiveness, confidence, inner glow, intelligence, and resilience that makes Jihyo truly beautiful and perfect.

You don't know what deity to thank for having her at your side, but you could spend an eternity showing gratitude and it still won't be enough.

"And bubbles too, we're really gonna get messy~"

"I think it adds sexiness," you shrugged as Jihyo dipped her hand in the water.

"Perfect," she said while she got in and slowly descended on her side, facing you as she sighed in bliss as well, "now this is warm~"

"And maybe enough water," you said, turning off the faucet and the jets were creating sounds.

"Is that, jasmine?" Jihyo sniffed as you nodded.

"Bath bomb," you explained as Jihyo smiled.

For a moment they sat silently in the hot, steamy water.

Their eyes were locked onto each other. 

The scent of the jasmine was filling their nostrils.

And without giving you a warning, Jihyo moved closer to you, staying linear with the water, but you spotted her hand reaching out and landing on your stomach as she leaned in to kiss your lips.

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The water splashed them as you opened your mouth and danced your tongue against hers.

Running her hand back across your cheek, your wet hands came out of the water, dripping as you pushed them on her large breasts.

Your mouths moved in sync, tongues tangling in a passionate dance as Jihyo's hands found their way to your chest, feeling the defined tone of your torso, while your hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer to you as their bodies moved with a shared urgency.

Jihyo felt a fire burning within her, fuelled by your touch and the raw desire that pulsed between them.

She let herself be carried away by the sensations, giving in to the passion that consumed her.

Your kiss grew more fervent, their movements more desperate, as they lost themselves in each other.

Jihyo's body tingled with pleasure as your hands explored her curves, leaving a trail of fiery sensation in their wake.

The air was filled with moans and gasps and the sounds of the jets as they gave in to their desires, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Time seemed to stand still as they explored each other, their hunger for each other insatiable.

Their encounter was passionate and intense, a culmination of their love for the past eight years.

They were lost in each other, the world around them fading into the background as they surrendered to the pleasure that engulfed them.

Jihyo's body responded eagerly to your touch, her skin tingling with anticipation as you leaned down to press hot, lingering kisses to the nape of her neck, your breath sending shivers down her spine.

Jihyo's fingers gripped the your back as your hands roamed over her, your touch confident and skilled.

Jihyo's breathing grew shallow as your hands moved lower, teasing the small of her back and the curve of her hips and she couldn't help but arch into your touch, craving more of the delicious sensations you were evoking.

Your touch grew bolder, your fingers trailing over the curve of her buttocks...

"Hmm~"

...eliciting a soft gasp from Jihyo.

You continued to explore her body with your hands, your touch igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain and Jihyo responded eagerly to your ministrations, her hips rocking against your cock in silent invitation.

With a growl of desire, you shifted your position, catching her back with your left hand and pushing her up so that both tits were exposed to the cool air.

Your lips found her right nipple as your right-hand fingers found her left, sweltering your tongue and gently sucking one, then the other.

Jihyo's body trembled the whole time as you continued to alternate between nipples and her body continued to tremble.

After a minute or so Jihyo rolled off your hand into the water and had a huge smile on her face as her arms extended and wrapped around your neck and her lips locked onto yours.

"Mmmm," she mewed through the kiss while rubbing herself on your already rigid cock that was sandwiched between her and your stomach.

You pushed yourself and her and floated her into the center of the tub, your left hand caught the small of her back.

Her legs spayed open for you and your right hand found her pussy.

Her labia were rubbery to the touch in the water as your index and middle finger probed and found her hole.

You pushed them in as you pulled her body with your left hand while your thumb landed on her clit.

"Hmph~"

Jihyo decided to join the fray with her right hand going under and her fingers displaced your thumb on her clit as Jihyo rubbed vigorously while you rotated yours.

"Hmm~"

As she rubbed her clit, you flexed your thumb and fingers inside her making sure your knuckles arched upwards.

She was slippery inside.

There was no friction.

Jihyo's left hand stroked and tugged at her nipples, from one to the other and back again.

Her fingers never let up on her clit, yours inside her didn't either.

You couldn't believe the sexual appetite she had.

It was only at that moment that you realized your prick was stiff, bobbling in the swirling water below and Jihyo figured as well as her hand felt around your torso and trailed down towards your cock and you could feel her grip as you groaned.

"Hmph~"

Though it didn't last as Jihyo pulled away from the kiss as you wondered, but...

"Since we're in a bath, we have to clean each other up~" you got the message and Jihyo stood up from the water, the suds sticking onto her body, mostly on her tits was fucking sexy as the water dripped down her body, "mind cleaning me (YN)?"

The height was enough for Jihyo's pussy to be displayed and she brought her left leg up and perched on the side of the tub, spreading her labia lips.

"I got you, I'm gonna clean you up real good,"

You looked at her deep into her eyes and placed your hands on her hips, Jihyo felt dizzy knowing what you were about to do.

Your nose was almost touching her trimmed pubic hair as you looked up at her and with a huge grin on your face, you grabbed her ass with your hands and pushed your face right in between her legs.

There was no other feeling like your tongue slipping over her clit and in between the folds of her pussy lips as Jihyo groaned out in ecstasy and grabbed the back of your head.

You weren't wasting any time as your tongue was expertly licking her pussy and Jihyo was humping your head.

"Oh god~ fuck me with that tongue~"

Your tongue teased and tantalized her, flicking and swirling against her sensitive flesh, sending electric waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Jihyo's breath came in ragged gasps as her senses were overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment and her body reacted to your touch with unbridled desire, her hips arching towards you, silently urging you to continue.

The sensation of your tongue teasing and tantalizing her in such an intimate way drove her wild with need, igniting a fire deep within her.

Your ministrations were relentless, your tongue teasing, licking, and exploring, igniting a primal hunger within Jihyo that shes experienced many times and still always a high.

"Hmmm~" Jihyo heard your growls under her as her body writhed with pleasure, her moans growing louder with each tantalizing touch and surrendered herself to the sensations, lost in the intense pleasure that you were bestowing upon her.

"Ohhh~ Ahhh~"

Her fingers clenched your head, her body trembling with anticipation as she eagerly welcomed your every touch.

With each flick of your tongue, her excitement reached new heights, her body ached and bucking as she neared the edge of ecstasy once again.

As your tongue continued to explore Jihyo's most intimate parts, you lavished attention on her tender labia, gently parting them with your tongue and delving between them with skilful precision.

Your movements were sharp, your tongue gliding over every sensitive fold, tracing patterns and circles that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through your wife's body.

"Mmmhmph~"

Jihyo couldn't help but moan and writhe above your expert ministrations as her body surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

Your tongue was a masterful instrument, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy with each tantalizing stroke.

You took your time, savouring her taste, teasing her with your tongue, and relishing in the soft sighs and gasps that escaped her lips. Daisy was lost in the intensity of the moment, her senses consumed by the pleasure you were bestowing upon her.

"You taste incredible," you murmured huskily, your voice rough with desire, "I could eat you all day long."

"I m-might h-ave you-aahhh~"

Her breath hitched as she felt your tongue flick and swirl with renewed intensity, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her body.

"(YN)~," she moaned, arching her back and pressing herself closer to you, she looked down and pulled upward on your hair, "I'm close, please keep-oh fuckkkk~"

Their eyes locked, and she saw the raw desire burning in your gaze.

You wanted her as much as she wanted you, and the passion between them was indescriable.

You responded with a hungry growl, your tongue delving deeper, exploring her most sensitive spots with fervour and Jihyo's senses were on fire, her body responding to your skilled ministrations with unrestrained fervency.

"Yeah! Oh god!" Jihyo gripped your head hard, "yes! yes! Ohh-...hmmm~"

Her soft thighs squirmed and squeezed your face and cheeks as your fingers dug into her skin.

You knew she wouldn't last much longer and knew what you could do to make her orgasm more powerful as you pulled back from her pussy and before she could miss you, you pressed two fingers against her glistening pussy entrance.

SLURP

SLURP

SLURP

Your fingers easily pushed into her, parting her pussy lips so you could thrust them deep inside her, deeper than your tongue could reach.

"Ahhhh, fuck that's good!" Jihyo shrieked at the feel of your fingers stroking inside her pussy, looking up, and she was a beautiful sight.

Jihyo had her eyes closed and was playing with her exposed breasts as her mouth gaped as she moaned loudly every time you pushed deep inside her.

You continued to probe her pussy, your fingers rubbing her pussy walls with every thrust into her, and you soon found the pace which helped her get closer and closer to her orgasm.

"Yes, yes, yes," now Jihyo was just mumbling in time with the stroking of your fingers and could see her clitoris clearly peaking out from its soft protective lips.

Gradually her cries became louder and louder and you could feel her pussy get hotter and hotter from your attention as you moved your head closer to her, still with your fingers penetrating her tight pussy.

Knowing she was about to cum you suddenly flicked your tongue across her engorged clitoris and just that light touch of my tongue on her set Jihyo over the edge.

With one final, skilful swipe of his tongue, you pushed her over the edge, and Jihyo cried out as her body convulsed with a powerful orgasm.

Her muscles clenched, her back arched, and she was lost in a whirlwind of sensation as waves of pleasure washed over her.

"Ahhhh, I'm cumming, oh yes, oh yes, ahhhhhh," Jihyo finally shrieked as her climax consumed her and her body writhed under your touch, continuing to gently lick across her clit while she came although you found it hard to keep close with all her bucking and writhing.

It was such a sexy feeling to know you make your wife cum so hard and so quickly.

You latched your mouth at her opening, eager to swallow her essence as it flowed down your throat like a glass of water though Jihyo was a whole jug full.

As the intensity of her climax subsided, Jihyo stood breathless and spent, her body tingling with satisfaction with your tongue taking her on a journey of pleasure, leaving her craving for more.

Looking down, their eyes met once again, and the air between them was charged with desire once more.

You released your lips from her lips and Jihyo brought her leg down and squatted into the water, holding onto your head as she dove down for another blazing kiss, planting herself over your lap.

Amidst the warm bubbling water, she knew that your hard cock was aching under her.

You moved up to allow her tits to push into your chest as you wrapped your arms around her and kissed her luscious lips once more.

Jihyo laced her fingers around your neck, pushing her body into him further as they kissed.

Sitting on your lap, she could undoubtedly feel your cock hardening from under her.

Reaching her hand down into the water, Jihyo grabbed your cock and began to stroke you.

"My turn to clean you~ Sit up for me." She commanded while getting up from your lap and you relocated and sat yourself on the side of the tub behind you as Jihyo got to her knees, while gripping onto your cock.

"That's a lot of suds," Jihyo gave a handjob while removing the bubbles off your cock.

"Maybe I went overboard on the bubbles,"

"Maybe," Jihyo teased, "alright squeaky clean," Jihyo released her hand, "what do you think?"

"Could be better," you answered as Jihyo grinned.

"You're right,"

​​She licked her lips before lowering them, placing a wet kiss over the crown of your long shaft and Jihyo parted her lips and slipped your cock inside her delightful mouth.

"Ohhhhh, yes Jihyo, baby."

Gasping for breath, you were always taken back when feeling your cock inside her mouth for the first few seconds.

Jihyo had a way of making you moan, even when she attempted to be slow and sensual with her lips squeezing around your pole tightly and began to bob her mouth up and down.

She moved her right hand away, using it to cup your balls down below and squeeze them within her grasp.

Her eyes were closed momentarily while taking in the first few inches of your cock, sucking on it vigorously before re-opening them.

Jihyo glanced up at your face, looking eyes with you as she witnessed your relaxed expression: eyes shut and head leaned back.

She had her man right where she wanted you and the time to make you scream for her was now.

This time she removed her left hand all together and was ready to turn up the heat.

Pushing your cock back between her lips, this time she began to work her lips in motion, bobbing up and down effortlessly.

'Mmm, mmmm, mmmmm', the muffled moans between her lips could be heard among light sucking noises.

"Ohhhh, fuck yeah..."

Your words were in a low voice before a gasp was heard with Jihyo closing her eyes, taking inch after inch of your swollen cock into her mouth while you were lost in a world of pleasure and fantasy.

GULP 

GULP

GULP

The sucking and slobbering noises began to echo while excess saliva was leaking from the corners of Jihyo's talented mouth.

Ready to truly make you scream for her, she pushed her lips all the way down, taking every inch of your long dick until the hit reached the back of her throat.

"Damn..."

Your voice echoed throughout the tiled room while Jihyo's lips were pushed down to the base of your cock.

You took a deep breath, gazing down at your wife as every bit of your cock was in her mouth.

Showing true skill, Jihyo remained still in position without choking while she silently counted in her head.

You soon felt her fingers playing with your hairless balls down below.

After twelve seconds, Jihyo finally choked and gagged on your cock, forcing her to slowly pull her lips back up and release it with a loud popping noise.

Several strings of saliva dangled from her gaping mouth back to your shiny, soaked rod.

This was a mass difference from the first times of oral sex.

Even suggesting it was tough for Jihyo, but it was long enough to get to the next stage of their relationships.

The both of you were pretty lost and even nervous on how to pleasure their partners and when doing the actions, it was a ridiculous high as they were stimulated by another person besides their hands.

And as time went, experience was gained and neither was bashful or holding back when it came to having sex.

It felt pretty fucking amazing so why hold back?

"Mmmmmm~ I'm sure you're already thinking about covering my face with your cum~"

Her voice was low and sultry, her accent making the most dirty of talk come out sensual. You didn't hesitate to reply back to your lover.

"Amongst other places~"

Giving a grin, she lowered her head down to your balls, moving both of her hands to wrap around your saliva covered rod pushing her lips to your ball sack.

You felt a kiss before the sound of her slobbering and slurping drool all over your nuts were the only thing you could properly hear.

Who knew Park Jihyo would have this wild side to her.

Like you said, two sides of a coin.

You took a deep breath, but was unable to mutter any kind of words back to the ex-idol with a soft moan was heard from down below before you felt Jihyo shoving your left nut into her mouth.

She slurped and sucked on it before moaning with her tongue rolled over it.

'Mmmmm', her nearly muted voice had sent vibrations through your skin, though Jihyo released your nut from her lips while a string of her drool dripped from your ball sack.

She stuffed the other one in her mouth, giving it an equal sucking and moving her head and waited until she had properly rolled her tongue over your other nut enough times before releasing it from her lips.

Leaning back up, those big hazel eyes locked onto you once more before she pushed the head of your rod back between her lips and plunged it back in.

"Shit Jihyo..."

Taking in a deep breath, you couldn't stop yourself from gasping once more as Jihyo resumed sucking your cock.

You moved both of your hands into her hair, almost gripping it like she was when you were 'cleaning' her out.

Jihyo didn't let you interfere with her concentration whatsoever, still bobbing her head up and down that wonderful cock.

When she felt your fingers turn and grip her hair, she still refused to stop.

You panted, knowing her lips were almost working you beyond the point of no return when...

POP

...Jihyo pulled her lips back up to the head of your cock, Jihyo released you with a loud popping noise as that resulted in you looking at her.

"Close?" She teased as you nodded fast, "I figured I should give you a proper cleaning~"

She was quick with her hands, as she leaned up on her knees, presenting her large natural boobs before you.

When she gripped you, she gave you a nod, watching you lean forward once more.

"You want my breasts, dear husband?"

Gripping her breasts among her hands, she pulled them apart, moving forward and then using her left hand to grab your cock and shove it between them.

Jihyo glanced down at her own pale skin, watching herself trap your long, veiny pole between them.

"You know I do,"

Your voice called out in excitement at the wonderful feeling of your cock fitting snugly in place between her firm, natural tits. Glancing back up at your face, Jihyo spoke once more.

"Then fuck them, they're yours after all~"

From the way you had leaned up, Jihyo knew you were in a prime position to give her tits the fucking that only they deserved.

Her voice called out to you but she didn't elevate her tone while commanding her husban.

You moved your hands down to the tub from her head, slightly bucking your hips to make the first thrust between her tits.

Jihyo let out a moan, dropping her lower lip and slightly revealing her gritted teeth.

That same look of lustful hunger was painted across her facial expression.

Taking in a deep breath, you bucked your hips harder, forcing your cock to pump through her heavenly cleavage. Jihyo appeared to be pleased now as her lips curved into a smile.

"Mmm~ that's it. Clean yourself with my boobs."

The sound of her voice was low and sensual, just enough on the sultry side to melt your heart in the midst of their heated passion.

You continued to buck your hips, driving that thick shaft between her wonderful tits.

Jihyo dropped her lower lip, letting out a moan just before your heavy breathing became louder.

"Jesus...this is incredible~"

You simply couldn't prevent yourself from uttering out a few words in excitement.

Over and over, you made harder thrusts, pumping your big dick back and forth between her tits.

Your eyes narrowed in, watching as the head of your shaft shoved up with each pump and Jihyo temporarily shut her eyes while curving her puffy lips into a smug grin.

The white of her teeth flashed, but all you could do was look into that complacent expression on her face while fucking her tits.

Jihyo appeared to be satisfied and re-opened her eyes, she immediately glanced down to view the action.

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Mmmmmmm, yeah. Thrust your cock into my tits, just like that. Keep fuckin' em, Show them some love."

Jihyo picked up that you loved dirty talk and how to drive you crazy with her soft voice, knowing you would listen to such a simple command.

Jihyo could hear your frantic breathing through the passing seconds, all while that long shaft pumped back and forth between her tits.

She was built for it that's for sure.

Adjusting her grip over her breasts, she glanced back up to see your face all curled up, lost in the pleasure you were experiencing...and then...

"Hmph fuck!!"

Your yell echoed throughout the suite as your last thrust was your last with ropes of cum producing out of your cock.

Jihyo smiled at your sperm hitting her chin and down her neck, but most landed back down onto her breasts and over your cock as you gave mini thrusts to give your last spurts.

When you couldn't produce anymore, Jihyo brought herself down in the water and rinsed off your work from her body as you sat there and taking a few breaths to recover.

"Damn...that was pretty good cleaning," you complimented as Jihyo smiled.

"Happy to help," she spoke as her hands rubbed your thighs, "ready for more fun?"

"Ready anytime," your cock twitched as Jihyo hummed.

"Get down here," she asked of you as you sat back down feeling the heat take over as Jihyo got on top of you, her legs on either side.

Using her hand to guide your cock, she was ready to feel him inside her.

Her eyes looked back into your as she guided your cock under the water, right into her sweet pussy.

There wasn't any words for either of them to speak within this moment.

Only actions were doing the talking.

Within seconds, both breaths hitched as you felt your cock entering her.

Jihyo placed both her hands down on your shoulders and forced her body down, allowing your cock to slowly drive into her.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah...that's it."

As her hips rocked, more and more of your cock slipped inside her until you was in all the way.

"Mmm~"

Damn.

This woman was driving you nuts.

She leaned against your shoulder and kissed your neck while your hands ran up to softly grab her boobs, feeling her hardened nipples melding against your palms and soon thewater started to create waves around them as she tried to pump herself up and down on your cock from sitting in your lap.

Jihyo's body moved slow only because of the water but she could clearly feel your cock driving into her.

"Hmm~"

"Ohh (YN)~ Hhhhaaa!!! Oohh....!!" Jihyo mewled with eyes closed as she held you close.

You held her close with one arm curling underneath her backside while the other cradled her face lovingly, your hips began the rhythmic pounding of her pussy making her gasp and yelp with each upward thrust.

SPLASH

SPLASH

SPLASH

Again and again, you pounded into her cunt reaching the deepest parts of her and making her moan like an animal in heat.

You were getting truly lost in the passion of it all, especially after resolving to embrace the life-changing circumstance of legitimately marrying your wife.

Your hips slammed up hard repeatedly against her body, breaching her cervix each time you slid in.

Jihyo had then latched her arms fully around your neck ensuring all parts of her were locking you in place while you fucked her into oblivion.

Hard smacking sounds coupled with moans and scent of hot steamy sex filled the air, feeling as you filled her up with every piece of your warm flesh. 

Her own body rejoiced as she rubbed herself around your shaft.

Jihyo concentrated on tightening the walls of her sheath around you, feeling the friction increase even more than before. 

"Ahh (YN)~"

A gasp escaped her mouth at the same time. 

The pleasure was mounting, making her chase the reward at the other end of this lapse, she could hear that you were with her in every move that she made.

"Fuck Ji, god I fucking love you," you swore with her as Jihyo could only moan

"Mmmmaaah," 

Your hips flexed together, gasping for air, both hearts were racing.

"Nnnaaah."

Her breath blew hard into your ear.

"Nnaagh."

It was tough to hold on.

"Nna."

Jihyo's gasps in your ear.

"Nnnaaaaaaaaaaghhh!" Her whole body shook and her pussy clenched your cock. 

You came immediately.

"Aagh," she clenched, your hips jerked.

"Aagh," you gasped, she clenched.

"Aagh," you jerked one last time, clenching your wife with might.

"Aagh," 

gasp

"Whoo," 

gasp

"Whoo," 

gasp

You both needed air and could feel both of your hearts race.

Your shoulders rose and fell with each breath. 

Jihyo just held on to you, holding her arms around your shoulders, kissing your skin from your shoulder and over to your face, landing on your mouth as you two spared a few seconds lip locking before she pulled away.

"You're amazing, (YN)," she murmured.

"So are you, Jihyo," you said heartily and kissed her deeply once more and this time, for a whole lot longer.

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DAY 3

"This place is beautiful,"

"Are you ready for this?" Jihyo asked you, her eyes alight with excitement.

"Absolutely," you replied, your voice brimming with enthusiasm, "you're good right, we can stop anytime you want for breaks,"

"Oh, I should be asking you that,"

"I think our night sessions answer that right~?" you leaned toward her as Jihyo grinned.

"So yes?"

"-_-" was your facial expression as Jihyo patted your arm.

"Kidding (YN)~"

As they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they were greeted by a sign that read "Seongsan Ilchulbong: A UNESCO World Heritage Site". 

They looked at each other and knew that they were about to embark on an unforgettable journey.

 "A World Heritage Site. Can you believe it? We're about to trek on something unique,"

"It's gonna be a great memory for us," you nodded, a grin spreading across your face as Jihyo gripped your hand and headed to the ticket booth for tickets.

After being pointed at where to go, you picked up a pamphlet on the side of the stall and you two were off.

"What you got?" Jihyo asked as you turned the paper back and forth.

"I guess information of this place. Could be nice to bring back." You showcased to Jihyo as she saw half the pamphlet with a picture on the bottom half and words on the top half

"Sure, well read it while we go up," Jihyo took your arm with hers, "we got a way to go before we head up the stairs."

You went to the front of the paper.

"Let's see...this place rose from under the sea in a volcanic eruption over 5000 years ago," you read the bio as Jihyo listened on as they walked, "the crater is about 600m in diameter and 90m high. With 100 sharp rocks surrounding the crater, it looks like a gigantic crown in the air. While the southeast and north sides are cliffs, the northwest side is a verdant grassy hill that is connected to the Seongsan Village. The ridge provides an ideal spot for walks and for horse riding as well, oh horse riding."

"Uh uh, not doing that," Jihyo shook her head, "not after what happened to Jeongyeon way back then, I had thoughts for a month knowing it could have been worse, sorry,"

"That's okay, I get it, let's see...the name Seongsan Ilchulbong means a hill shaped like a castle" and "an elevated point with views of sunrise". Hence the nickname, "sunrise peak", the more you know," 

As they approached the foot of the peak, a sense of excitement filled the air, mingling with the salty breeze from the nearby ocean.

"Anything else," she asked.

"No much, the hike up from the entrance is just about 0.8 km and it should take between 30 minutes to reach the top. Just note that this is not a flat pathway, as you will have a few hundred feet of elevation gain along the way, we can see," you looked forward at the trail where dozens of people were already on it: either walking or taking pics, "uh as you head on up, you will be walking along a paved basalt pathway as well as a whole series of staircases. Fun fact, the stone material 'basalt' is only found on Jeju Island,"

"Maybe we should take some home." Jihyo asked as you shrugged.

"Imagine giving it as a gift, Nayeon would probably beat us to death with it," Jihyo chuckled, "let's see, it takes about forty minutes to walk up the Sunrise Peak trail. The trail is well marked and well maintained, I mean I would hope so, and that's it. There's a few landmarks going up the trail and other activities we can do but that's it." You analyzed the pamphlet and your eyes eagerly tracing the serpentine path that led them to the summit.

Seongsan Ilchulbong was renowned for its breathtaking beauty, and they were determined to witness its splendor firsthand.

Jihyo adjusted her backpack, making sure she had all the necessary provisions for the climb. 

Her face beamed with determination, mirroring the vibrant energy that radiated from her. 

"Alright then, ready dear husband?" Jihyo questioned as you nodded.

"Ready Ms. (LN)," you answered back as the hold between them tightened.

As you two began their ascent, the trail snaked through dense vegetation, revealing a kaleidoscope of vibrant flowers and lush greenery that seemed to have sprung from the fertile earth. 

The air was thick with the intoxicating scent of wild blooms, as if nature herself had adorned the path to welcome the climbers.

"So far so good," you noted as Jihyo nodded.

"Well we're not at the stairs yet,"

"Ah don't worry, we got this."

With each step, the duo felt a growing connection to the ancient volcanic soil beneath their feet. 

The volcanic ash, a testament to the mountain's tumultuous past, crunched softly underfoot, reminding them of the tremendous forces that had shaped this remarkable landscape. 

"Thank god for the clouds to block the sun," Jihyo looked up at the cloudy atmosphere.

"You better not have jinxed us." You joked as Jihyo smiled.

As they looked up, they could see the path winding ever higher, beckoning them to continue their ascent.

The climb started out easy enough, with a gentle incline and well-marked paths. They were surrounded by lush greenery and a cool breeze that kept them refreshed.

The air was crisp and clean, and they could hear the sounds of nature all around them.

As they climbed higher, the path became steeper and more challenging.

They had to use their hands and feet to navigate the rocky terrain, but they pushed on, driven by the desire to reach the summit.

The emerald sea stretched out before them, its waves gently caressing the rocky coastline. 

The distant horizon seemed to merge seamlessly with the sky, painting a picture of tranquility that touched their souls.

And that's when they reached a landmark in front of them.

Jihyo started reading as you looked around.

"Something about the rocks around? They seem unique."

"It's this one," Jihyo pointed at her right, "uh it's called, I'm gonna butcher this, Deunggyeongdol, I think, it says residents will bow four times to it for prosperity and well-being."

"So a good-luck charm?"

"Exactly, lets do it," Jihyo pointed and you two did the bowing towards it.

"Well I feel richer already," you said as Jihyo hummed and the two continued on.

As they climbed higher, the landscape unfolded before their eyes like a breathtaking painting. 

The lush greenery of the surrounding hills contrasted with the dark volcanic rock formations, creating a striking art. 

Below, the vast expanse of the ocean stretched out, its cerulean waves crashing against the rugged cliffs with a soothing rhythm.

However, it wasn't easier.

As you two climbed higher and twenty mins later, the path became steeper and more challenging with steps rather than an incline.

"Whew, this is getting tough," Jihyo said, taking a moment to catch her breath.

"Here," you pulled your water flask out and handed it to Jihyo as she gratefully took it and started to sip, "don't push yourself alright,"

"I'm good, just thirsty," she felt her throat relieved after a cool drink and you looked around yourselves.

A couple passed by you both but coming up here, there were quite a handful of people around, though the trek up here, you figured they were only staying at the bottom half of the trek.

You figured you had another 15 or 20 mins left to climb.

It wasn't 'that' bad, but it did took a toll if you aren't the healthiest.

Luckily carrying around heavy objects at work made your body form pretty great and Jihyo keeping her body in check from her idol career and still after made both your lifestyle healthly.

"Well the sun coming out didn't help, thanks for jinxing us by the way," you retorted as Jihyo gave a wink mid-drinking , "let's catch our breath, besides, we got a heck of a view." You turned your head as Jihyo turned as well.

"It's incredible, the ocean, landscape, the colors, it's pretty tranquil," Jihyo described as you leaned onto the railings.

"Ditto," you eyed the scenery as Jihyo looked at your side and smiled.

"It's quite the opposite of our place,"

"We got pretty nice buildings, but nothing like this, though I guess depends on where you live."

Jihyo scooted to be shoulder-to-shoulder with you.

"Do you enjoy it," you heard and turned to your wife, "living in the city?"

"It's not bad, you?"

"I don't mind either, but you never know, there may be a time when we'll discuss moving, maybe even somewhere in the county like Chae and Mina. I'm not saying I want to, but now married, we're going to tackle lots of life choices in time," Jihyo remarked while you smiled and nodded.

"I know that, but I'm two hundred percent confident that we'll handle any and all situations together. I don't mean to brag, but we're both smart, responsible, and level-headed enough to deal with whatever." You pointed out with your fingers.

That gave Jihyo much more encouragement for her want.

"And even if it's something with you only, I'll be there for you no matter what," you supplied as Jihyo's smile grew.

"I know, you've been there for me for a decade. And I'm right there for you too (YN)," you nodded and Jihyo leaned her head towards you as you did the same and shared a few seconds of a kiss before Jihyo parted a few inches.

"I love you," she whispered.

"Love you more," you returned as Jihyo felt the euphoria of you being with her for life and getting one look at the town...

"Hey, let's take some pics of us here." She took her phone out as you turned around and Jihyo brought her phone in front of herself and then hugged your arm while placing her head on your shoulder.

"Looks great," you noted as Jihyo took about ten pictures of you both. 

Satisfied, she scrolled through the pics with you over her shoulder.

"Not bad," you said as Jihyo agreed.

"Not bad at all," she then looked at you, "I'm ready to head out,"

"You sure?" she nodded.

"Let's get going," Jihyo brought her hand out and you took it in yours as the two were off.

The beauty of the moment spurred them on, reigniting their determination to reach the summit.

Their conversation became interspersed with exhilarated laughter and encouraging words as they continued their climb. 

The occasional huff and puff of exertion echoed through the air, another break in between mixed with the sounds of their footsteps and the distant crash of the waves, but in the end, after a challenging but rewarding ascent, you two reached the peak, their hearts pounding with a mixture of exhaustion and triumph.

"We did it!" Jihyo rose her hands up as you approached behind her...

They were greeted by a panoramic view of the top, surrounded by shrubbery and flowers in the summer is truly a sight to behold.

The sea was a brilliant shade of blue stretching out as far as the eye could see.

They were both exhausted, but the beauty of the view was worth every step of the climb. They felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing that they had conquered the mountain and experienced its beauty in all its glory.

They stood atop Seongsan Ilchulbong, their breath taken away not only by the stunning sunrise but also by the panoramic view that unfolded before them.

Speechless for a moment, they finally found their voice. 

"Look at this view. It's like we're standing on the edge of the world." you went forward to the railings as Jihyo did as well.

Jihyo nodded, a sense of accomplishment glowing in her eyes. 

She turned to you and embraced them, a joyful smile spreading across her face. 

"Let's take some pics and sit, cause I am out of breath." She said cleaning the sweat from her forehead with her shirt, "let's get somewhere secluded."

"Gotcha," you pulled your phone out and Jihyo turned to her right after looking around.

There were maybe at most twenty people around, but two people stood out with their uniforms and sitting inside a booth on their phones.

They may have been a workers stationed up here.

"Let's go to the corner there."

Jihyo lead as you followed behind her and  found themselves captivated by the stunning beauty of a majestic cliff that overlooked the vast expanse of the ocean. 

Jihyo felt a surge of excitement as they spotted the perfect spot for a photograph and positioned herself in front of the railings, strucking a pose already, her eyes reflecting a mix of confidence and allure. 

You steadied yourself and...

SNAP

SNAP

SNAP

"Looking good," you complimented as Jihyo kept doing other poses while you went around her, getting the good spots.

The wind gently tousled her hair, lending a touch of natural grace to the composition. 

You, with her artistic eye, adjusted her position, framing her in the lens, ensuring that every element aligned perfectly, nsuring that the composition was just right. 

SNAP

SNAP

"Alright, I got quite a few, tell me what you think of these so far," you said lowering your phone down as Jihyo brought herself down from the side.

"How'd I look?" She questioned as you smiled at her.

"The answer to that will always be beautiful."

Jihyo's smile appeared with your compliments lighting her up.

"Always the charmer aren't you?" Jihyo whispered at your side now as she looked at your phone pics, "oh yeah, these do look good."

"I told you,"

"And now we need some of you,"

"Yeah, you can use-"

"Excuse me?" Both of you turned to Jihyo's left/your right in response to spot two girls approaching.

They looked to be their late twenties/early thirties approaching them in warm attire of cargo pants and a jacket with different colors on each.

"Oh my god, I-I think that's her?!"

'Guess we got Once here,' 

"Are you the Park Jihyo? You look a lot like her?" One pointed rather upfront as Jihyo gave a quizzical look as they kept walking towards her.

"See I told you it looked lik-you are her aren't you!?" The other pointed at Jihyo, phone in hand.

"Want to lie?" you muttered in Jihyo's ear.

"It's fine," she responded, "yes, I'm Jihyo, but can you keep it down please." Jihyo responded as both girls were gonna scream, "please keep it down!" Jihyo was upront as both girls kept their scream in but jumped in place.

"Gasp oh my- ahem sorry sorry, we're a huge fan of Twice," they stopped in place as you nodded.

"We can tell," you joked as one held her phone out.

"May we get a pic?"

"All I ask is you don't spread this around, we're trying to kept us being here hush." Jihyo asked in return as the two smiled harder if that was possible.

"Oh don't worry, you got our word," one said as Jihyo nodded and in a speed of light, they were was near Jihyo as you kept your eyes on them while the other took her phone and each one posed with Jihyo.

It wasn't as often now, but Jihyo was always appreciative of fans, even though a few can be...up there, but she wouldn't be were she is without them.

"Thank you so much," they said lowering their phones and looking at Jihyo's smile.

"It's no problem, thank you for supporting us," Jihyo told him as they nodded.

"Of course, your music is the best out there, it sucked that you disbanded." The first one spoke as Jihyo shrugged.

"For us too, but I'm glad that you still are fans of us, it's makes me very happy that you are," Jihyo saluted as the two nodded back at her, "but may I ask again that you don't spread that I'm on the island? At least for a few days?" She held her hands together as the two nodded fast.

"For sure," "Don't you worry,"

"Great, thank you for this, I wish you the best for the rest of day," Jihyo reached out with both hands to shake with both girls as they took it with pace and nodded.

"Thanks again!" the two thanked Jihyo as she waved back at them and saw them hopping away in joy.

"Sorry," Jihyo said as you shook your head, "kind of feel bad to say no,"

"You never have to apologize for that, besides, I know it makes you happy."

"Most of the time," Jihyo complained as you wrapped an arm around her, "but those two were cute,"

"Their reactions will always be the funny part," she smiled while being shaken by you, "still," you looked forward at the two who were in far enough distance, though they kept looking back at you both, "you think he'll keep it to themselves?"

"I think we can trust them, but hopefully it won't be that big of an issue if they don't. We knew the risk of being out. We didn't travel here to spend the time in the hotel only," you nodded as that was a critical topic you two talked about coming here, "now let's sit for a bit, my legs could use a rest,"

"Want a massage?" You asked as Jihyo looked at you.

"When we get back at our hotel~" Jihyo grinned as you nodded and you both went to sit your tired muscles. 

"Water?" You offered to Jihyo as she grabbed and took a swig, "so, where to after this? Udo Island?"

"Hmm-mph," Jihyo nodded while closing the cap, "the ferry isn't far from here,"

"Yeah, it's been a great two days so far,"

"It really has been, it was great decision coming here, it doesn't get any better than this," Jihyo complimented at the view.

"Yeah, hey, we should go to where you did Summer Nights," you suggested as Jihyo nodded.

"That'll be something, but it's on the side of the island," 

"We can plan around that, we can do the whole island if you wanted to, we're doing east now, south was yesterday, be kind of cool," you shrugged as Jihyo smiled, scooted closer to her husband and leaned onto your arm.

"It sure does," was all she said while closing her eyes. 

You smiled and looked outward at the ocean, your phone still in hand after Jihyo's photoshoot...to which you remembered you needed some of your own, and started to take pics of the environment.

Jihyo sat on a weathered wooden bench, a natural wonder that overlooked the vast expanse of the ocean. 

The cool breeze rustled her hair, and she marveled at the breathtaking panoramic view that unfolded before her. 

The cliffs and craters, remnants of ancient volcanic activity, created a dramatic backdrop against the deep blue sky.

As Jihyo relaxed in the majestic sight...

"Daddy! Get closer!"

"Alright alright, relax,"

...her gaze was opened and drawn to a nearby yells where a family had gathered, their laughter and excitement carrying through the air. 

The parents, their faces illuminated with joy, positioned themselves with their child on the shoulders of a man and a female next to them, overlooking the awe-inspiring backdrop of the volcanic peak. 

Hand held, their expressions filled with love and pride and as Jihyo observed the scene, her mind drifting to the future. 

Imagining herself and you standing in that very spot, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, their own children laughing and playing. 

They would be a family, bound by love and shared adventures like she is with you now.

Lost in her daydream, Jihyo felt a gentle tug at her heartstrings. 

The beauty of the island and the scene before her kindled a desire to create memories of her own with you, the laughter, the shared experiences, and the deep bonds that only a family could bring.

Drawing a deep breath, Jihyo made a silent promise to herself. 

With renewed resolve, Jihyo took one last glance at the family, their smiles capturing the essence of happiness and closed her eyes once more.

----------------------------------------------------

TIMESKIP

Jihyo stared up at the ceiling of their hotel room.

They were back after hours of exploring the East side of Jeju Island, including visiting another island, Udo Island.

The two of you were filled with excitement as they embarked on a sightseeing adventure around Udo Island, eager to explore its hidden treasures.

They rented bicycles and set off on a sun-drenched morning, the island's gentle breeze carrying the scent of saltwater and wildflowers, Seobin Baeksa beach where they parked their bicycles beneath a canopy of swaying palm trees, their vibrant green fronds providing a welcome respite from the sun's rays, the winding coastal paths, passing by picturesque fishing villages, their quaint cottages adorned with bright flowers cascading from window boxes. 

And gorging on grilled seafood of a local eatery.

The cozy restaurant welcomed them with its rustic charm, wooden beams adorned with seashells, and faded nautical maps adorning the walls as you savored the island's culinary delights, relishing the delicate flavors of grilled fish, marinated clams, and spicy kimchi.

With satisfied appetites, you two were off exploring the island's hidden coves where they reveled in the blissful solitude of their private paradise.

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the island, the two reluctantly concluded their sightseeing escapade and cycled back to the ferry terminal back to Jeju Island touristing a few more locations before calling it a day and now at 8:42 PM back at their hotel where they were thanking for the AC and much needed showers.

However, after her moment on top of Seongsan, Jihyo's mind abuzz with thoughts about the topic of having children.

She pondered over the different ways she could approach the conversation. 

Jihyo wanted to ensure that her thoughts and feelings were conveyed clearly, without overwhelming you or pressuring you into a decision. 

Their bond was built on mutual respect and understanding, and she wanted to honor that in this important discussion.

Jihyo thought about beginning the conversation by expressing her love for you and their shared dreams of building a family together, to know that she saw their relationship as a strong foundation for bringing a child into their lives, and that she felt ready to embrace the joys and challenges of parenthood.

She knew that you would be a loving and devoted father, and she wanted to express her confidence in their ability to create a nurturing environment for their future family.

Taking a deep breath, Jihyo resolved to have an open and honest conversation with you when you came out. S

he knew that they might have different perspectives or concerns, but she believed in their ability to find common ground and make decisions that would be in the best interest of their relationship.

As she played the waiting game, Jihyo reminded herself that the key to this discussion was listening and underst-

SWING

"Now that was much needed," you said while drying your wet hair with a towel.

"Fresh?" Jihyo rose her eyes from the ceiling to see your waist wrapped by a towel as well, leaving your torso bare.

"Very," you draped your towel over your neck and went to the mini fridge to take out a cool water bottle, "do you think there's a mini mart around here? I kind of want some snacks," 

"...(YN)?" Jihyo sat upright, "there's something I need to talk to you about." She explained as you closed the fridge.

"What's up?" 

"It's serious." She added plus her expression made you go into that mode as you lowered the bottle onto the TV stand and then sat on the bed with her with haste.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, nothing's wrong or bad so don't worry," you nodded and Jihyo took a breath, something that did get you off guard and then she turned to you...

"Okay, this is something that's been on my mind for some time, before getting married as well. I just...I don't want you to panic or freak out or want this to be off between us." 

You didn't answer for a few seconds, but nodded.

"It's not light (YN), it's serious, very," Jihyo asked biting her lower lip.

Now this was a pretty rare side of Jihyo.

"Well whatever it is, I'm here for and with you," Jihyo was happy to always have your calm nature, "what's going on?" 

Jihyo's finger clenched.

"Well...it's uh..." she started but then trailed off, "it's pretty dumb that I thought of this for a while but I'm just not sure how to start."

"Take all the time you need Jihyo, there's no rush."

You gave her time to gather her thoughts as Jihyo nodded slightly while taking another breath in and out.

Her heart was pacing with anxiety, but she wanted to get this out.

When she looked up at you, she knew that she could tell you everything and anything and you'd only do whatever you can to help, still... 

"...we've been through a lot the past decade." Jihyo starts, "Not a lot of different things, but the same over and over. The same that tested our bond, trust, and love with another and with those particular three (YN), it's over and above for you (YN)," you nodded, "I loved that we met, I loved that we became friends, to dating to husband and wife, and everything in between and now I'm looking forward to everything after. Having you by my side on this journey has been a blessing but before meeting you, you weren't something I would have thought I could have, amongst other things since being an idol was number one for me. Even during our dating times, being an idol is all I thought and breathed for...no offense,"

"I don't blame you, that's understandable," you kept on her flow, waiting to hear what she wanted as Jihyo nodded.

"But us being together, year after year, my thoughts about career first started to dwindle and you were on my mind. First with our talks and moments and as our relationship grew, it went to when I can meet and tell you this and spending time with you...and when you proposed, it overflowed. I started to think about our life together after, especially when my contract was ending...and..." Jihyo closed her eyes for this part, "there was one subject that kept crossing my mind entirely: starting a family." 

There it was...

Opening her eyes, she observed your expression of awe.

"I know we haven't discussed anything of the sort, but what do you think (YN), please be honest," Jihyo asked of your opinion as you licked your lips.

"...I-I uh..." Jihyo awaited and figured that you needed a few moments since dropping this bomb wasn't something she'd think you were ready for.

And you did as you took about a minute to process the information. 

"Well...I won't lie, it has crossed my mind as well, but I never brought it up with our with wanting to deal with the now...but I'm not opposed to it."

Jihyo heigtened at that.

"Of course, we'll have to talk bout it great details, but I wasn't ever thinking negative about us having kids. When we talk about it in better detail, I know we could handle that when we start thinking of that eventually."

And that's when Jihyo frowned and you spotted her having a small smile after your explanation.

"(YN)..." Jihyo muttered. "I wasn't thinking of, eventually."

Jihyo kept her look with your lips parted.

"L-like now?" 

Jihyo took a breath.

"I know. I know we've been married for a week only and I don't want to pressure you, but yes, I would like to start now. I think we can do it. We have a great amount of income from our careers to this point, we've got a decent apartment that we can shift things around or look for another place if we want and you got a well-paying job that's stable,"

"..."

"Plus I'm almost thirty and I read that when I get to my thirties, pregnancy gets complicated," Jihyo added and with another look to you, Jihyo frowned and looked down, "...I'm sorry...I-I know I probably shouldn't be thinking about kids so soon, but seeing the families, watching the parents and their kids laughing and making memories...I visioned us like that. Our kid holding our hand or riding your shoulders, seeing him or her chase you around and us enjoying ice cream and...and..." Jihyo paused and shook her head, "maybe I'm over my head about-"

"No," You spoke up as Jihyo felt the mattress move and watched you maneuver yourself next to her, your shoulder next to hers, arm around her back, while you gave a peck on the side of her head, "don't ever, ever say anything negative about what you're wanting, it's perfectly reasonable that you're thinking about this,"

With a smile, you gently squeezed Jihyo's hand, your eyes conveying a mix of love and determination and you expressed your gratitude for her honesty and vulnerability. 

"That's a beautiful vision. I'm sorry you've held this in you for so long."

"It's okay. I know I shouldn't be afraid of telling what I want or thinking, especially you, but this really got to me."

You leaned down and kissed the top of her head once more.

"I can imagine...well, what you said is true, we recently married, but I for one think what we have now is as strong as years back, only now we have a ring to prove it, does that make sense?" You questioned thinking your wording was wrong as Jihyo nodded, "I guess what I'm saying is I feel like we were already married a while back," Jihyo was starting to get hopeful, "and I know for a fact that I want this, us, to be forever, you?"

"Of course I do," Jihyo returned as you smiled.

"Then that's another point to your reasons as to us being in a pretty great spot. And the way you and I see it, nothing's holding us back. I love you Jihyo, now and forever. Getting married was one thing, but to have a family with you would be a blessing. There will be a things to talk about, but if you're wanting this now Jihyo, then I'm with you."

Jihyo's smile enhanced every second, feeling every describable word of positivity and joy coursing in her.

"Y-yeah?"

"Yeah, like I said we'll have to discuss-"

"Are you sure? This is a really big decision (YN)."

You lowered your other hand ontop of Jihyo's in front of her. 

"So was standing up for you back then, agreeing to being with you, asking for your hand; I have not once regretted any of those decisions or any in between. Nor this one," You responded as you can see Jihyo having an episode, "When we started dating, I promised you that I'll support you every step of the way of your dream, to be there through the ups and downs of your career. And that's tenfold with us being married, and when he or she comes, I'll cherish them with all my heart, warmth, laughter, and endless affection like I have been for you. Sure they'll be challenges when they arrive, but we'll be able to deal with it Ji. So yes, I am sure."

You spoke of your own hopes and aspirations as a father, emphasizing the deep love you held for Jihyo and the strong foundation they had built as a couple as Jihyo listened to your words, tears of joy welled up in her eyes.

"(YN)...(YN)!" Jihyo jumped into your, arms around your neck, almost suffocating you, "thank you! I-I love you so much!"

You returned the hug and chuckled in her ear.

"W-we're gonna be a family (YN)..."

"I know, I know, but step by step Jihyo, but we will soon," Jihyo heard and leaned back while sniffling and you smiled at her weeping expression, but Jihyo didn't give you enough time to look as she brought you into a heartfelt kiss.

Jihyo knew that this conversation marked the beginning of an incredible journey for them both, a journey that would bring them closer than ever before.

With a heart overflowing with gratitude and love and embraced you hard, their shared agreement sealing their commitment to embark on this beautiful adventure together.

In that moment, surrounded by love and the promise of a future family, you both knew that their lives are growing for the better, and that their love would continue to flourish and grow as they will be ready to welcome a new life into their hearts and home.

But to do that, you two will have to start somewhere...wink wink

After a couple of minutes, Jihyo pulled back from you, her tears dried up, leaving trails behind while bringing a hand to your cheek.

"Thank you (YN)..." 

You took your hand and rose it up to the one on your cheek, gripping it softly and pulling it down.

"I haven't done anything yet Jihyo, there's lots to plan for this," Jihyo nodded, knowing the even with her points, it's not like it's a done deal.

"I know, hehe, I know," Jihyo let out a breath of exhilaration, "but like you said, I think we're gonna be okay,"

"I'm confident we will be," Jihyo nodded, "...so, when you said now? These past couple of days of us having sex, have we been-"

"No, no no, I'm still on the pill. I'm not going to get pregnant without you knowing," you nodded, "but I'll stop taking it; I'll still be on the pill's effect for some days, but it'll wear off if I don't take it daily."

"I see, well then," you said, "should we start talking about it?" Jihyo grinned.

"We could, but," Jihyo's free hand trailed onto your torso, "right now, I don't feel like talking~" 

You chuckled, you should have figured as much.

"Quite a drastic turn don't you think?"

"No, I just really, really love you," Jihyo whispered as you smiled.

"And I just showered," you joked as Jihyo grinned.

"We can take another bath~"

"You know, I'm starting to love horny Jihyo," you both chuckled at your response, and soon after... "but really Jihyo, I'm with you all the way," you said your stance once more as Jihyo nodded slowly, "I love you,"

"I love you too," Jihyo returned and the time for talk was over as Jihyo brought her lips to yours and your hand wrapped around her back, bringing her on top of you as she straddled you.

=====================SMUT START======================

Jihyo cupped your face into her hands, in turn, continuing the sweet slowly passionate lip-lock there on the bed surface.

She closed her eyes savoring the warmth and comfort kissing her husband provided and pulled her arms around your neck deepening their embrace, their kissing intensified with her tongue probing into your mouth and at times vice versa.

They got really heated up in their embrace with Jihyo hiking one leg up over your thighs and you instinctively roaming your right hand down her waist tenderly stroking her rear and pulling her close.

Their feverous making out session carried on for untold minutes when they felt ready to proceed to the next level.

With a pull from you, Jihyo sat on the side, shedding her clothing as you had to only remove your towel from your waist.

"No fair," 

"You should have just been naked~" you joked as your cock was standing proud for Jihyo now as Jihyo removed her bra and worked on her shorts.

"Pervert~" She countered while lying on her back and pulling her lower garments down and threw them somewhere in the room, "lie down,"

You immediately laid on your back, thinking she was going to give you a blowjob, but instead of dropping to her knees and sucking you off, Jihyo walked towards you, turned around and stood over your face.

She then went on to bend her apple shaped backside down until her pussy landed on your mouth.

Now that we were in the 69 position, Jihyo could wrap those pert lips around your cockhead, while you tried to compose yourself to wrap your lips around her clit again.

Yet you let your tongue do the work to start off, as you felt her tongue slide over your slit and all around your tip.

Jihyo soon grinded her ass and pussy against your head, which made you eat her a little faster, even as her lips were sinking down your shaft.

As you each began moaning into ourselves, your hands got back to work and placed themselves on Jihyo's naked back.

They roamed over her sultry curves and her sultry behind, while your tongue fully roamed into her pussy.

Her cock sucking got more intense as well, causing you to thrust into her mouth a few times.

In response, she popped off you and you could feel her slide her tongue down your shaft and onto your balls, although you sadly couldn't see it.

On cue, you heard Jihyo ask, "You want to see these lips on your tasty cock?"

"Mmmm~ kinda," you groaned into her pussy.

"Eat me good and you've got a deal," Jihyo offered. Before you actually said yes, she took her ass off your face and set it down next to your head instead.

With that, you had a better view of Jihyo holding the bottom of your cock.

So to keep seeing it, you quickly inserted a finger into her pussy and teased it with another one.

"Mmmm, good deal so far," Jihyo moaned, then glided her lips over your cock head, "You're gonna make me cum all over those fingers alone," she predicted before briefly sucking your head.

You threw your head back, but made yourself look back up and thrust a second finger into her.

Jihyo looked back over you as best she could, letting her beautiful hazel eyes tease you while oh so slowly sliding her beautiful pink lips up your shaft.

Once she came off your cock, she rubbed those lips up and down the side of your erection, then rubbed them over your balls without suckling them in.

"Oh fuck me~ fuck me with those lips," you called out.

The sensation also made you grip and fuck her pussy harder, which helped her moan onto you in return.

Jihyo soon merely sucked your cock with her mouth, yet her hand helped by rubbing your balls and even brushing your taint at a few points.

With the middle and index fingers of your right hand thrusting into Jihyo, you shoved them in deeper and let your thumb brush the crack of her ass in return as you made your fingers fuck her as rapidly as possible, which got Jihyo to suck and moan even harder.

SLURP

MOAN

SLURP

GROAN

Once you was done, you let your thumb go between her cheeks and start massaging the area, but that's when you quickly grabbed a hold of her wide thick hips and brought her entrance closer to your mouth. 

You gave her pussy a lick, greatly enjoying the sweet taste it had, and lapped it up a bit more. 

Jihyo seemed to approve by increasing the speed of her hand on your shaft, using the other one to gently cup your sack. 

You increased your efforts, using your fingers to open up her entrance, seeing the bright pink walls covered in some juices within, sticking your tongue in there to lap up her insides while your finger thrust in and out. 

Jihyo loved the feeling, rewarding you by taking your cock into her mouth, quickly bobbing her head up and down your shaft, using her tongue to massage the parts inside her mouth.

She was working you expertly, knowing just when to slow down or speed up, when to apply some suction, and how deep to take you, she was doing it all so well, but she held herself back just a bit as to not make you explode so soon.

You could only grunt from the feeling, your warm breath tickling Jihyo's entrance, but your pace was still good enough for Jihyo to wiggle her hips a bit around you to increase the pleasure she felt. 

But eventually your work on her was becoming too much for Jihyo, she started moaning around your shaft from the pleasure. 

SLURP

MOAN

SLURP

GROAN

She could feel her release approaching, not wanting you to be left out, she increased the pressure on her hands to hold you tighter and head faster up and down.

Feeling you twitch around her she knew you were close, as was she. 

Both of their releases were coming from the pleasure they felt as she thrusted her ass back to fuck herself on your lips as you thrusted into her mouth and it was enough for both to have a sudden release.

Jihyo's juices covered your fingers while the rest was slurped up by your tongue into your mouth as you exploded into her mouth. 

You felt drained as Jihyo drank your cum, enough that Jihyo couldn't hold it all, some of it spilling from her mouth onto her breast. 

She swallowed what was in her mouth in one gulp, pleasantly surprised by how much she enjoyed the taste, before using a finger to scoop up the drops that fell on her breast and lick them clean with her tongue.

As for her cum, you eventually brought it to your lips as it dripped off your freed fingers, then absentmindedly licked it all up.

When you were done, you closed your eyes and let your fingers stay on your lips, although Jihyo ultimately took her lips off your cock.

You opened your eyes and started preparing yourself to get up, yet Jihyo then lifted her ass up and placed it over your face again.

"Just a bit more~" you heard her command.

You put your hands on her hips and licked out the remainder of her juices and just when you were finishing up, she bent down and you felt her licking up your balls again.

Although your cock wasn't erect again yet somehow Jihyo was helping it get ready with ball play so you helped her get ready with more pussy play.

"I think that's good enough~" Jihyo hunched up, bringing her butt to your cock, propping herself in reverse cowgirl position and holding your cock just below her squirm having the head nibble her opening as you watched her bubble butt lowering to your pelvis.

Even the touch alone was enough to set her senses on fire, she wanted this as much as you did, if not more.

She quickly looked to you with a loving smile.

"Ready, husband~"

You nodded.

"Do the honors, Miss (LN)." You answered and Jihyo popped the head of your cock into her pussy inching herself down and breathing hard while she did.

She felt her body light on fire as she slid herself down your pole until she was fully immersed, your cock was sheathed snugly inside her.

The feeling was so intense and pleasing that Jihyo let out a sharp yet brief squeal as she locked her hand into yours.

Impaling herself on your dick made her feel like it was her first time again.

She ground herself on you moaning sharply with deep breaths and gasps, you were underneath her feeling a world of sensations while another sharp yelp of bliss from your wife causing her to sway her hips back and forth even more fiercely.

The tightness surrounding your length was absolute, you felt your virile organ breach her cervix poking up into her womb the moment you thrust upward to meet her motions.

Jihyo planted both hands down on your pecs steadying her position, her body bounced and swayed rampantly along your body taking your cock for a ride.

She felt so full, so stimulated, so...happy as her body rocked harder and faster.

You groaned from underneath feeling Jihyo's vaginal cavity repeatedly clench down on your dick making it harder to keep yourself in check.

She just felt so damn good.

'And she looks so beautiful...' You thought to yourself when peering up at the now bouncing form of Jihyo slamming herself down on your cock with all the fire in her soul.

Jihyo's body writhed and bounced feverishly on you, your cock nudged deep inside her cunt stretching her out to your liking and in turn getting squeezed by her inner muscles, such a sensation caused both of them to breathe and moan in ragged breaths while on top of the rocking bed.

Her body swayed and writhed in smooth motions with her large breasts bouncing up with her, you were tempted to grab each one and fondle them, but you felt it better to hold onto her hips to steady their sexual rhythm.

Fortunately, Jihyo read your mind and tugged both of your arms up to meet her chest where your palms and fingers covered up her breasts, causing you sit up, you front meeting her back as she grinding more than thrusts.

The instant she felt your strong fingers grope the tender flesh of her pussy she bit down on her lips intoxicatingly with eyes shut.

You didn't let up just yet, you kept on massaging her large tender orbs willfully causing her to let out a collection of soft moans as you did so.

Her hips swayed and rocked slower yet harder on your waist making sure to take your cock for a snug ride. 

Jihyo even reached her own hands up to caress and feel your own while they were on her breasts, together they kept at it for minutes more until she started pumping her hips in a bouncing motion.

She raised herself up to where the head nearly left her opening then slammed down hard taking you deep resulting in a deep guttural moan coming from you.

"Ah ah ah uh oohhh huuaa!! (YN)!" Jihyo mewled.

With the rhythm of hard smacking noises, she continued bouncing herself on your cock until she planted her hands on the side of your torso, clenching your skin for her orgasm was nigh, and so were you.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

Were the fervent noises her from slamming down on your when her voice reached a crescendo of orgasm following up with her body curling backward as her vaginal muscles squeezed down hard on your length.

"(YN)!!!" Jihyo hollered bucking her hips violently and having her pussy convulse rampantly on your penis.

She felt it squeeze and squeeze with the intent on milking out your cock's contents, and boy did it succeed.

You tensed up and thrashed your head back when you plunged your hips upward for a surprising pump in the midst of your wife's climax.

Your cock throbbed and pulsated inside her releasing an oozing payload of sperm deep into her depths, you felt it throb heavily when it pumped each load.

The moment Jihyo felt your seed rush into her body she felt another climax come out of her midway, which in turn milked more cum out of you.

They locked hands holding them together as they finished off their unified climax in each other's warmth.

Jihyo laid herself along your chest cuddling you affectionately with her left arm reaching up to curl underneath your head.

Both were laying there like a loving newlywed couple without a care in the world and feeling exhilarating from that mind-blowing experience.

"Huff...huff...wow," you breathed with a chuckle.

Jihyo giggled softly back to you.

"I know you (YN), that's not all you got~"

"Course not."

Jihyo just playfully smacked the back of your head and went back to cuddling you with a soft giggle. 

She then peered up at you locking eyes again, this time with a ready look as she nodded and pulled herself close to cross her lips with your in a loving soft kiss.

She guided her left hand down to your length to find it surprisingly very hard despite cumming inside her earlier and continued making out with you for several minutes more until breaking off.

"How about this time you choose the position~"

You nodded and then delivered a quick chaste kiss to her lips and shifted their arrangement on the bed to where Jihyo was the one lying down.

You grabbed her right leg and lifted it up after arranging Jihyo to lay on her side as you yourself straddled her other leg.

She knew what position you were aiming for and it made her giddy with excitement.

With one hand holding your shaft and guiding it to her opening you wasted no time in plunging your phallus right back into it earning a sharp inhale from Jihyo.

"Sssttt Hhhaa!" Jihyo breathed feeling the world of pleasure once more. In this position, you had fucked your cock even deeper into her pussy, to the point where the bulbous head inside poked the spongy wombs of her womb.

It made her feel a plethora of sensations that had her body trembling in stimulation.

'He's even deeper than before! Hhuuaaa!!! It feels amazing!'

"Oooh yeah." you grunted and straightened up your posture while holding her smooth elegant leg against your shoulder.

You proceeded to start sawing yourself in and out of her tight pussy relishing the exquisite sensation of her velvet opening.

You began hammering into her cunt with rapid-fire thrusts that Jihyo mewling with her mouth agape.

Her hands clenched the sheets beneath her body as it jutted about along the bed, the resounding smacks of flesh that were your hips smacking into her rear resonated along with their moans.

Smack

Smack

Smack

Smack

"Hhhoooo (YN)!" She wailed out blissfully.

You continued fucking her like that for a few minutes, all while occasionally glancing down at her blissful and flustered face with hair strewn about beautifully.

You fell more in love with her every second.

The view of her beautiful face as you laid her down on the bed and looked into her perfect hazel eyes this was always going to be a sight to be in awe which prompted you to fuck her even harder with an increased sense of pace.

Your hips gyrated back and forth against her pussy as you straddled her thigh, the smacking sounds of their bodies became louder and so too were Jihyo's moans.

You were indeed hitting all the right spots, just as her pussy felt like a perfectly tight and snug fit that pulled on your cock with each thrust.

You then reached your right hand over to her jiggling chest and grabbed one of her breasts in your hand making sure to squeeze and fondle it with fingers pinching her nipple.

Jihyo had let out another sharp yelp when she opened her eyes to see where your hand was, thus she clasped one of her hands over your helping you reinforce the groping sensation your were giving her.

She tossed you a wink and smiled as they continued on fucking side-saddle for minutes more.

Jihyo was fast approaching her orgasm.

Smack

Smack

Smack

Smack

The tipping point became when you grabbed the ankle of the leg you held up and gently sucked on her big toe prompting a titanic orgasm wave within Jihyo.

She tensed up and felt her toes curl and her fists clench along the sheets as her body thrashed about in climax.

She let out another pleasurable wail while simultaneously squeezing your dick with her vaginal cavity.

"Grrhgg!" You grit your teeth feeling the tightening feeling of her Jihyo's snatch suck on your meat prompting you to plunge your hips all the way into her body releasing another thick potent load of semen.

"Aggghh Jihyo!!"

You held yourself there letting your pulsing organ fill Jihyo's depths, pumping her womb full of youthful semen.

Each time Jihyo felt the pulse of warmth flooding into her she felt like cumming again and again in subsequent bursts.

She waited for you to finish while still in a blissful state, which lasted for a couple more minutes until you stopped.

You sighed and relaxed not bothering to pull yourself out of her and instead let themselves rest peacefully together.

You yourself was still sheathed inside her, Jihyo felt your cock soften just a bit because it still retained its rigidity.

"Huff huff wow...that was intense." you said with a few breaths and looked up into Jihyo's eyes. "How did you like it?"

She sweetly smiled and cradled your head in her hands feeling your blonde locks through her fingers.

"It was magnificent, (YN)...very..."

You then cuddled up closer to her nestling your head at her neck with her boobs pushing up against your collarbone comfortably.

Jihyo responded by purring and affectionately stroking your head with her hands.

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They both rested together for a bit until Jihyo... 

"...we're gonna do this," you heard and turned to her, "we're doing this,"

"Yes we are Jihyo, we're doing this, there'll be plenty of stuff to discuss, but in due time, you'll be a fine mother."

"And you (YN), a wonderful father...I love you so much (YN), you have no idea..." Jihyo hushed as you smiled, "thank you for being mine..."

Jihyo lowered her body downward to press her lips against yours, showcasing the never-ending love that she'll have for you.

And for you, while a sudden change of direction in your newly married life, you'd be ready to tackle this monumental occasion with Jihyo.

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AND THAT'S THAT

So this story is going to be a three parter, I already have a map of what I want for the story to happen but it'll be in the back of my 'chapters to write' since I will be shifting my focus on the other sequels.

Yes, sequels will now be starting to be released so:

Momo's Incest Story

Mina/Sana Voyeur Story

Dahyun's Therapy Story

Nayeon/Jihyo Reunion Story

Chae/Jeong Stripper Story

Mina's Good Girl/Bad Boy Story (Yes there will be a part 2)

As well as eight other requests that I need to get through.

Got nothing to say so...

Thanks for taking a pause in your life to reading this! Vote/Comment if you want and thanks again! 

[jasgirl-creations]

I hope a genius bimbo appears and makes a world wide magic-tech so that everyone can have the body of their dreams

The press conference was a surprise, following the acquisition of Twitter the day before by reclusive billionaire M. Blume. No one had ever seen Blume before, and most people assumed the billionaire was a a man. Murmurs of surprise swept through the crowd when Blume stepped on stage. Blume was a woman in her late 20's, dressed in a plain black turtleneck. Her hair was done up in a severe professional style. She was very pretty, with full lips and beautiful eyes, but she also had the unmistakable presence of a genuine genius. Everyone in the crowd knew that she was about to reveal something world changing. Of course, it was hard to concentrate on what the billionaire was saying. All eyes were locked on her enormous chest! Blume's turtleneck sweater was stretched skin tight across a pair of heaving head-sized breasts that looked like they were about to split the outfit open. The wobbled in their restrictive confines with every breath she took, and when Blume tapped her mic to get the crowd's attention her breasts continued to jiggle for almost a full minute!

"Please, can I have your attention! Please focus! Thank you. My name is Melony Blume. Yes, I am the world's 11th richest person, and this is my first public appearance. As you now, I've recently purchased Twitter, and I'm excited to be taking the service in a new direction. Starting right now we're unveiling brand new functionality in the twitter app, free to all users." Blume tapped on her smartphone and a display scree lit up behind her. The audience could see the new Twitter interface. It looked more or less the same as before. "As you can see, we haven't made any drastic changes to the interface you all know and love. However, if you click on the profile button..." She clicked on the profile button to demonstrate, bringing up a screen with some new and unfamiliar options. "This is the new User Customization Menu. Or the "UCM." We've used IA gathered data gathered from user profiles, activities and interactions to create a fully interactive profile for each Twitter user. Users can use the UCM to modify every aspect of their appearance, both in app and IRL." She paused. Clearly the audience wasn't getting what she was saying. "To be clear, you can now modify your appearance using Twitter." A reporter from CNN raised her hand. "Do you mean you can modify your user pic? That's hardly a..." Blume cut her off. "I mean you can alter your real life physical appearance. Your height. Your weight. Your gender." Still nothing. The audience looked confused and more than a little bored. Hardly the shock and awe Blume had been expecting. She'd have to demonstrate. "Let me show you. If I go to the UCM I can access my profile..." The screen behind Blume showed dozens of toggles and sliders. She scrolled through options for skin color, hair length, hip width, muscle tone, age, posture, body odor and more. Finally she stopped on a slider for breast size. The audience could see that it was already at 300%. "As you can tell I've already used the app to adjust the size of my breasts. I'll be honest, when our engineers started this project I specifically requested that breast growth be the first option we developed. And of course, I'm always the first tester of all my projects! I'm sure you all understand how sliders work, but allow me to demonstrate. If I slide the knob to the right..." She slid her finger across the screen, and the number next to the slider increased to 400%. At nearly the exact same moment her breasts swelled, surging in size as the black turtleneck audibly strained. Blume's breasts grew so fast that they nearly knocked the phone from her hand! The crowd was silent. Staring in disbelief. Blume was breathing heavily and appeared to be a little flushed. She tugged on the neck of her sweater and fanned her face as she regained her composure. "S-so as you can see there's barely any lag at all. We included a... a pleasure incentive... to make interactions with the UCM more appealing. We think this new addition to the Twitter app will be very..." The billionaire was cut off by a scream of pleasure from the audience, followed by the crack of a broken chair. All eyes turned to the reporter from CNN. Her outfit had absolutely shredded as her breasts, thighs and ass exploded in size. She looked like she had gained 300 pounds of sexy tit and ass meat in seconds, and her poor chair hadn't been able to take the weight. Now she sat on the floor, stunned and moaning, as she gently massaged exercise ball sized boobies. As the reporters and media experts gathered around her to take pictures other moans and crashed could be heard through the crowd,. The app update was live now and people were eager to try it out! Blume tapped her mic again, trying to get the crowds attention.

"As I was saying, we think this new addition to the Twitter app will be VERY popular!"