#i really dont want to fucking go but i barely see my niblings at all

[altruistic-meme]

was gonna say i can't believe my mother would pull this shit, but actually I can believe it

[phobiadeficient]

It Demo loving hours again✊😔💘. Scout talks like he is the Fuc-king boss, but when he n demo are gonna fuck, he admits hes a total virgin who hadnt even kissed no one yet, n he feels self conscious af and nervous cuz he rlly rlly rlly wants to do it but he dont wanna mess up and make a fool of himself. But Demo is Demo and the fucc is👌👌Oh and he discovers he likes Demo biting n nibling his sensitive spots, such as neck, ears thighs, even his wrists are sensible, and he feels in paradise™💘🐑

(packing the entirety of Expiration Date into a crate and nailing it shut) coming right up my dude

(no warnings)

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“Never?”

“Never.”

“...As in never?”

“Fuckin’ never, Cyclops, jeez, how many times do I gotta say it?” Scout blustered, curling up a bit in his embarrassment, starting to pick at some loose stitch of the worn quilt he had as his blanket.

“I... I’m just surprised is all, lad,” Demo admitted, blinking, settling back as he processed the new information. “Thought... the way you tend to talk and all—“

“Fuckin’ duh, if any of the guys knew I was... not, y’know, experienced or whatever, they’d poke fun even more than they already do. I’d get eaten alive out there,” he mumbled, eyes falling.

Demo considered that. To be honest, he’d thought that Scout was probably exaggerating the number of people he tended to sleep with. That was what Scout did with so many other things—he talked a big game and tried to act more confident than he really was in a sort of “fake it ’til you make it” kind of way. That, combined with the way Scout immediately stumbled over his words when asked for any amount of detail, and the way he went red and flustered at the more raunchy jokes Demo and some of the rest of the team tended to make during the rowdier hours of the weekend, made Demo think maybe Scout was all lime, no tequila.

But Scout was also a fairly handsome young man in his prime. He figured at least someone would’ve fallen for that before him.

“Well…” Demo trailed hesitantly when the silence stretched a second too long and Scout started fidgeting. “…what all have you done?”

Scout’s face was going a bit red. He fiddled with his dog tags. “Dated some girls in high school, and, y’know, holding’ hands and bein’ cute and all, I… I’ve gotten little pecks on the cheek or whatever, but, but I barely count that as anything, y’know?”

Demo stared at him. “…Doll, you’re telling me you’d never kissed anyone before me?” he asked, shocked. He ran some mental math, scoured his memory. That meant that Scout had kissed someone four times in his entire life total, including a few moments previously. All chaste and quick and sweet.

Scout hid in his hat.

Demo considered that. “…Why? Why haven’t you?” he asked next.

“I just… I dunno, I, I put way too much stock in that kinda romantic bullshit and I just, I never had the balls to make the first move with anyone, and with kissin’ and—and anything else—I just…” Scout was red up to his ears. “…I wanted it to be special or whatever which is the girliest horseshit—“

Demo cut him off by taking and squeezing his hand, thinking hard on what to say. When he spoke, he worked hard to keep his tone gentle. “…So you want to do all that with me?” he asked, just for clarification.

Scout nodded.

Demo squeezed his hand again, laughing a little. “Well I’d be bloody honored,” he said, flicked the brim of the hat out of Scout’s face to get a look at him, to give him a reassuring smile. “Any idea what you’d…?”

“I… I dunno,” Scout murmured, visibly embarrassed by it, not quite able to hold eye contact. “I… what do people… usually do?”

“Well, you’d bloody, er, start with kissing usually, aye?” Demo suggested, pulling gently on Scout’s hand and guiding him forward, practically into his lap, and let Scout be the one to lean forward and close the distance.

He situated his back comfortably against the wall, and Scout did end up settling into his lap, relaxing slowly but surely over the course of long, unhurried minutes of kissing. Demo largely took control of things—partially because Scout was so nervous about making a fool of himself, he was sure. And he guided Scout through it as gently as he could, coaxed him into opening his mouth—minty, enough that Demo was sure he’d brushed his teeth just before Demo arrived, which was oddly flattering—and into letting Demo play with him. Nipping gently as his lip, making Scout’s breath hitch.

And when Scout had to pull back for air, starting to get overwhelmed, Demo shifted his focus, tilting his head to nip at Scout’s neck, light enough that it surely didn’t hurt in the slightest, just a new sensation that Scout had apparently never tried before. And his breath continued to hitch, and he started choking back little noises as Demo found a nice place further down his neck near his shoulder that would be covered by his uniform shirt and gave him a hickey.

Scout whimpered, and it felt so very incredibly good, the sound washing through him as satisfyingly as a cool breeze on a hot and humid day.

He tried to keep in mind that nobody had ever done these things with Scout before, and tried to show him all sorts of tricks he probably didn’t know. He showed Scout all sorts of sensitive places to kiss and nibble at—his neck, his earlobes, his wrists and the inside of his elbow—and drank in the noises he made, reveled in each reaction and tried to commit them to memory. His kisses were joined soon enough by touches, slipping his hands up beneath Scout’s shirt to meet bare skin, tracing slow lines against the very lean muscle of his lower back and stomach, one questing so far as to reach his chest to tweak at either nipple.

Scout jolted outright, gasped, moaned softly when he did it a second time, and lord, he was gorgeous.

And Tavish DeGroot had not been raised to keep quiet about exactly what he was thinking, so he said so, murmured against his cheek how gorgeous he was, how lovely he looked like this. And Scout practically trembled with it, clinging to Demo’s shoulders, eyes pressed shut tight and face bright red, flustered beyond bravado. And Demo couldn’t help but kiss him again, and again, and Scout kissed back, sloppy and unpracticed but earnest in every way, desperate, and it was as lovely as it was clumsy—more, even.

And when he pulled back he caught Scout by the chin before he could try and hide again, stroking down his hip to grip at his thigh like a promise. And he started to talk—oh, how he started to talk.

“Lovely, doll,” he murmured, eyes lingering on every detail of Scout’s face. “You’re a damn sight, ya ken. Lovely, lovely thing. Like getting pampered a bit, aye? Getting kissed at?”

Scout seemed torn between desperate and nervous, between leaning in and looking away, slightly overwhelmed but needy all the same. “Yeah,” he admitted anyways.

Demo shifted his hold on Scout’s thigh, thumb migrating nearly to his inseam, pressing gently and making a muscle in Scout’s thigh jump beneath his palm. “Ought to let me make a night of it, one of these days,” he mused, stroking at the underside of Scout’s chin and absorbing the way his lashes fluttered. “Just let me lie you out and kiss you all over. See how flustered I can get you before you beg for more. Won’t take much, I think. Haven’t even gotten your shirt off and you’re practically there.”

Scout’s expression shifted towards embarrassment, and he made an earnest attempt to look away, but Demo stopped him with a deep, long kiss, only pulled back when he’d coaxed out another little whimper.

“And that’s lovely too,” he said, hardly above a whisper, and Scout practically sobbed, leaning in towards him, grip tightening.

“Demo, please, fuck, how long are you gonna tease me?” he asked, distressed.

“You want me to touch you, doll?” he asked, direct and outright.

“Yes, fuck, yes, I want you to fucking touch me, c’mon—“ was as far as Scout could get before Demo had worked the button of his pants open and slipped a hand inside.

“Och,” Demo tutted, even as Scout’s hips jerked. “Look at you, you’re all atwitter.”

It really did surprise him a little how riled up Scout already was, but he reminded himself that he tended to have a considerable impact on people who weren’t virgins, and that it really wasn’t that surprising. And he realized within a moment’s thought that Scout surely wouldn’t last all that long, but that was alright—they’d have time to do more later.

And he was right—he didn’t even properly have time to get Scout’s pants down before his hips were jerking more insistently into Demo’s hand and he was yelping, spilling, throbbing under his palm and making sweet little whimpery noises as he returned to earth. 

And then he was hiding, choking out apologies, because fuck, they barely did anything, he hadn’t even gotten to really touch Demo yet, and no time was wasted to start shushing him, showering him in assurances that it was alright, it was fine, he’d have plenty of time to learn, to build up endurance, all of that. They could take things slow. And hey, maybe they could talk more about it in the shower—Scout should really change his pants.

And they did talk in the shower, alongside other things. And Demo looked forward to making good on all his promises.

[g7turnup]

Vacation FEELS (literally)

Summary: you traveled with your boyfriend jinyoung to a cabin in the mountains. One night when you can't sleep things get a little...spicy..

Genre: romance, smut, fluff

Rated: M for sexual scenes, and language

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You had traveled with your boyfriend Jinyoung to a cabin in the mountains. The cabin was comfy and warm. A nice fireplace in the living room. Pool table and darts on the bottom floor. A hot tub out on the deck next to a little outdoor chair swing.

It was late at night and you couldn't sleep. You headed out to the deck for some fresh air, and to enjoy the peacefulness of being in the middle of nowhere. All you could hear was the wind swaying some of the trees.  You stretched, yawning as you did so. A smile growing across your face as you leaned against the deck.

"Enjoying the view?" You turned alarmed at the voice.

"Ah..! Jinyoung you scared me! What are you doing out here?" He smiled walking towards you embracing you from behind.

"Same as you..." He stared at you intensely. "Enjoying my view." You sighed resting your head on his chest.

"It's a little cold. Did you want to head back in? I don't want you to get sick because of me." He giggled under his breath turning you around to face him.

"I know a way you can keep me warm." He smirked at you.

"Hm?" He bit his lip quickly pressing his bare lips to yours pulling you into him. His arms tightly around your waist, so there almost no space between the two of you. He began moving his kisses to your neck, nibling on your soft skin causing you to squirm. "Hey! What are you doing? We can't do this out here! Someone could see!" You protested hitting his arm.

"No one will see...it's the middle of the night. The other cabins...aren't that close to us." He coninued kissing your skin as he spoke.

"You're kidding right? There's one right over there; just a glance away." Jinyoung cupped your ass with his skinny fingers. A huge smirk across his face as he backed you into the wall.

"Y/N it'll be so sexy to fuck you right here, right now. If someone see's let them. They can watch us untill they are green with envy." You giggled as he pressed his lips back to yours.

"I don't think that's what they will be green with." He laughed, slightly pushing your jacket off the side of your shoulder revealing your tank top underneath. He burried his head deep in your neck, slowly moving down to your collar bone: leaving red and purple marks all over you. You feel his teeth nibble on your collar bone and it sends shivers down your spine.

"Here let me help you." He said as he unbuttoned his night shirt revealing his chest. You stared in awe at how perfect his pale skin was. "Go on Y/N. I know you want to." He smirked. You didn't hesitate; pulling him close you began kissing his neck, sucking on his soft skin. You slowly moved your kisses and bites around, marking every inch of his chest. Unbuttoning his shirt the rest of the way, you let your hands roam. Finding his ass you gave it a squeeze as you nibbled on neck. Jinyoung titled his head back enjoying your touch.

Without a word he pulled your chin up, drawing your attention back to his lips. Intertwining his tongue with yours; he pressed himself closer to you. Unzipping the rest of your jacket; Jinyoung pulled down your tank top, and bra straps enough so he could kiss on your chest. He slowly slid his hand down your night shorts, and began rubbing your folds slowly.

"Mm! Jinyoung!" You gasped.

"Sh, be good for me princess. You're really wet for me aren't you?" He said as he inserted two fingers inside your hole, causing you to moan.

"Ah..." He sealed your lips with his once again: twirling his tongue with yours, he slid his fingers in and out of your hole. Slowly he began rubbing your clit with his thumb in a circular motion. You could quickly feel your walls beganing to clench around his fingers. "Jinyoung-ie I'm about to..!" Before you could reach your high Jinyoung removed his fingers. You let out a loud groan in distress. "You fucking dick!"

"Tsk... What did you just call me? Why don't you go look at your amazing view of the stars? I'm sure that will make you feel better." You furrowed your brow at him as a huge smirk appeared on his lips. Was he seriously going to play games with you like this? You looked at his dark eyes, and evil smirk and frowned feeling unsatisfied.

"Fine! I didn't come out here wanting anything from you anyways. I came out here to look at the stars..." You said as you went back to leaning on the railing. You felt your body still craving his touch. You wanted him desperately, but he was just in the mood to play. "You're a real..." You felt his arms go around your waist pulling your bottoms down to the ground. He licked his two fingers that had been inside you.

"You taste so good." Jinyoung said; his breath hitting your ear. He slowly slid his fingers back inside your hole causing you to moan.

"Fuck!" You could feel his hard on touching your ass through his pants. He slowly slid out his fingers.

"Here princess. Taste how delicious you are just for me." He put his fingers by your lips: you quickly grabbed them, shoving them down your throat, sucking them dry. He groaned squeezing your chest on top of your shirt. "I want to be inside you so bad." He whispered quickly pulling down his pants revealing his hard member. He smacked his dick on your ass and grabbed your hips. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you'll be up there with the stars." He quickly pushed you back into the wall, shoving his hard member inside you without hesitation. You let out a small yelp; throwing your head back you wrapped your arms around his neck for support.

"I want you to look at the stars princess" You groaned, arching your back ever so slightly. seeing nothing but the small dots in front of you as Jinyoung fucked you senseless. "Good girl" he said as he began massaging your clit with his thumb. He began thrusting himself at a faster pace.

"Fuck!" You groaned out as you tightened your grip on jinyoungs neck.

"Does that feel good princess?"

"Yes..." You breathed out.

"I can't hear you!"

"Yes jinyoung-ie! You feel so good inside me...please dont stop..!" With that Jinyoung pressed his lips to yours, twirling his tongue with yours. You moaned into his kiss feeling your walls began to clench around him. His hands ran around your ass squeezing it tightly. You felt your body become weak as you got closer to your climax. Jinyoung nibbled your neck sending shivers down your spine quickly sending you over the edge: cumming all over his member. He let you ride out your high before soon after reaching his. He became sloppy as he finished inside you. He pulled himself out, kissing you once more. Pulling your body as close as he could to his; Jinyoung felt every inch of you with his roaming fingers.

You sat on the swing chair holding each other tightly, as you both caught your breath staring at the stars. He helped you put some of your clothing back on your body and adjusted himself as well. He giggled before laying his head on your shoulder.

"What's so funny?" You asked.

"Nothing was just thinking."

"Thinking what?"

"That it always feels like I'm up there with the stars when I'm with you." You started laughing. You loved when he showed this side of him. "Yeah, yeah, I know. It's cheesy as hell." You grabbed his hand rubbing his knuckles with your thumb

"No...it's just super cute." You smiled over at him.

"Nope. You're the only cuteness here!" He giggled to himself kissing your shoulder.

"Nope you're cuter!"

"Hey no! False!"

"Alright how about this? We are both super cute?"

"Haha alright. That's fine..." He pecked your lips and rested his head back on your shoulder closing his eyes as you two slowly swung the chair. "Y/N?" He said softly.

"Hm?"

"I love you..." You giggled kissing his head.

"I love you too. So much."

~end~

Authors note: hey guys! Long time no see! Sorry it's been so long! I got offered a promotion at work, so I've been working a lot of over time in order to be trained properly. So unfortunately I've been rather busy. Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading...and thanks 2 all my followers! I never expected this many so thank you all! Anyways till my next story! Gbye loves! <3

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