#idk if it's bc they were the other two in my party or bc of the approval rate
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Iâve mostly been thinking about this in the context of an AU I created, but Iâve been thinking a lot about Tokiâs transition out of his parentsâ home and into the real world.
I imagine he left before he was 18 and had to support himself entirely from before that in order to get himself out. And like idk Iâm just thinking about the moment when he finally moves out and heâs sitting on a bed that he bought thatâs in a room he can call his own, and like he thinks heâs going to be instantly happy and that everything will be perfect, but then he has to reckon with the fact that it isnât, and now he has to deal with grieving his old life and trying to fit in to a new life he doesnât really understand and keep himself afloat.
#metalocalypse#toki wartooth#idk Iâm just. projecting I guess.#thinking abt when I moved out and like once everyone left and I was just alone in my room I had this moment of like.#this is my life now and I have left everything I knew behind.#idk those first two years were a rough fucking transition#and like I feel it now#and itâs weird because itâs been nearly two years but like I got this sudden wave of grief for the first place I lived when I moved out#there were a lot of issues and my landlord/roommate did not treat me well#but also she took in a fucking 16 year old trans kid she barely knew#and like she dealt with my family harassing us and stalking and threatening her family#and put up with me through like all my really serious emotional and mental issues#and like idk Iâm feeling a little nostalgic#bc that house was also like where I got to invite my friends over for the first time#it was where I hosted my first parties and made my first zines#and had my first trainwreck of a relationship#and like some shit went on that made our relationship unsalvageable#and I love my roommates now and we make a conscious effort to treat each other well and communicate and mitigate issues#but like idk I just wished we hadnât ended on such bad terms
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the forest looks like heaven today i woke up feeling the heaviest weight at the top of my heart
#yesterday on the study they said they were dating two others and it was going well and i cant imagine fucking you but#you have great tits. they got upset at me not inviting them to a party. my research partner told me to write a 1000 word essay on why they#should come. they spoke about how much they wanted theiir ex and they wouldnt tell me much about who theyre dating bc#they thought i still had feelings for them which. god. theyre right but the assumption is so arrogant#the streams r rly beautiful im walking to a date and shes gorgeous and some of my friends know her but i look#exactly like ive slept on my friends floor for the past few days so . aaa anyway#god after that whole call i just felt so deflated like i felt over it but now its all . back. like seeing them being happy w smn else#inflicts active misery upon me which means ii think im becoming a worse person bc of them. i called my friend and i just . idk i walked home#i kept wanting to weep but . woah the sun is so pretty#there are petals and dandelion seeds floating in the air#med school students walking to their lectures#she does biochem btw. the person im meeting now#there are two butterflies dancing together. i cant make this shit up the past few days have looked like actual heaven#ive spent them being on survival mode and not even bc of my studies like ok focus on log functions while the person kn the screen#tells u abt how if her ex were to call shed fold immediately and the new girl is a singer and its going well and maybe ill tell you#more abt it in a few months. SO YOU KNOW IT HURTS ! SO WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME YOUD MAKE OUT W ME AT THE CLUB WHY WOULD U FALL ASLEEP NEXT TO#ME WITHOUT CLOTHES ON ! WHY WOULD YOU CARESS YOUR OWN SKIN LOOKING AT ME IN THE MIRROR !!!!#anyway im like . sane.#i just . felt like it was over#i realised i kept seeing ppl who i thought were more attractive etc etc than her bc i needed to prove to myself#that im attractive enough to be liked or that i can be liked at all and a part of me wanted to prove it to them too#its just a horrible mindset to have and yh not only do they not care but they also bring out the worst in me actively like . I DONT KNOW#BUT THEN WHO ELSE KNOWS THAT THE GOLDEN HOURS IN TEHRAN ARE PINK AND LILAC WHO GOES TO TECHNO RAVES AT THE BASE OF DAMAVAND#WHO CAN PIN YOU AGAINST A WALL LIKE THEM !!!#anyway#standing up it just feels so#exhausting#like this the most exhausted ive felt from all this ever
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omg the cute autistic/mutual friend at the party I was talking ab way back just moved into our building!!! I legit ran into him omw in and exchanged instas he is SO adorable and cute and I love him like I just wanna be around him so like tf I am SO HAPPY
#im not sure the post is even still up but me n my friends were just having a casual gettogether and i met him n my post was talking ab how#im glad no annoying autsitics have been introduced to me yet bc ive already met like 3 and theyre all either like#smart autistics or adorable autistics or interesting autistics and i have a crush on two of them including the cute autistic this post is ab#like im so HAPPY omg im gonna bug him so much its weird bc idk what u call the type of crush where its like im not searching for romance#but i will do anything to be in ur prescense bc i know id enjoy being friends or partners or whatever the fuck involves KNOWING YOU#idk lol#yutamayo is starting the day off right (#(its 3:47pm)#at the party we were playing Detroit Become Human anf he seems to also be a hyperfixation/skilled autistic bc he SLAYED at the game i just#enjoyed watching him speedplay at that point#and everyone was ig close enough with him to call him by a semiracist nickname bc hes indigenous n his last name wad apparently too long#so i was like NOPE and made sure to spell it out and resay it so i could say his last name properly instead of his nickname#im noy shading them bc its fine to have a close friend thing where ur able to have a joking nickname ab a characteristic like my bestie#calls me âitâ sometimes and thats not something i dislike bc we KNOW each other and its the opposite of malicious intent#but yeah i wad likr nah id prefer to know how to say it#then it was like 3am anf there was only like 4ppl left n he was like yeah i gotta go bavk home to whitby apparently he was just gonna#use the electric scooters they have around town but thats like 30min away in the mf a.m#n he didnt wanna crash on our couch which isfine n everyone else was like mkay bye bc yhey wanted to sleep#n i was like NOPE and hunted down bus fare n waited with him at the bus stop for the night bus n made sure he got on it then never saw him#again#until#today#god fucking bless#*introduced to 3 autistics not 3 annoying autistics the post was ab how im gkad i havent met an annoying autistic in my buikding yet*
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unpopular opinion but i actually love the miscommunication trope. donât get me wrong there are definitely irritating ways of implementing it, but when itâs done right itâs so good
#ljs life#tropes#like when itâs someone overhearing half a conversation??? drives me insane#but when itâs like. baked into the characters and the way they communicate? how maybe one doesnât know how to express themself and the#other doesnât know how to hear it? maybe thereâs trauma at play or someone *is* speaking plainly and the other party (parties) are reading#different meanings into. maybe thereâs a fundamental disconnect that really does create compelling drama#maybe itâs comedic! maybe something was misheard or thereâs a language barrier that led to a playful misunderstanding#maybe a message gets delivered to the wrong person#maybe two people have the same name or nickname#idk man like I said there are definitely times when it drives me insane but likeâŚI actually do really enjoy it#(thereâs a little bit of it in my trilogy - though it doesnât last long)#I have read two entirely separate fics for entirely separate fandoms where the premise was that one person thought theyâd been dating for#ages and the other person was pointlessly pining and both were so much fun (bc of the dramatic irony) (and the pining)#one was a dar.edevil fic where theyâd been dating for literally ten years and I reread that one was surprising frequency#bc itâs such a ridiculous and endearing and well executed premise#idk man itâs just like. holds the miscommunication trope. I just think itâs neat
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i want to be bffs with astarion in my playthru :( he seems like he needs a hug and good platonic companionship wahhhh
#my bestie with so many issues ....#on the romance path im torn between wyll and karlach#like karlach was the plan but im struggling to raise her approval rate lol shes been at neutral then fair for a long while#whereas wyll easily shot to very good approval super fast jksdfhsdkjg im on track w/him#and hes delightful. but then i talk to karlach and im like teeheehee fksljfksdlhflsjg#ughhh i just wanna hold both their hands....#i gave astarion the scary necromancy book. i fear this may have repercussions later but it made him like me a little more lol#we had that convo where he was asking me what he looked like and when he was like 'ok now call me beautiful'#it let me diverge to saying either wyll or karlach were instead#idk if it's bc they were the other two in my party or bc of the approval rate#id say party bc karlach isnt as high as laezel i think#either way i reloaded to test them all and he was cute and silly whe i said them so i kept it lolol#i want to have bestie banter.... 'ooh i gotta step up to the competition' NO you and i will be friends and it will be awesome.#famous last words idk i might get swerved into astarion romance we'll see
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My birthday is two months away and I'm already making myself sad about it.
#thing speaks#i have an âuncomfortableâ birth date so when i was a kid we just stopped having parties for me after my 8th bday party was cancelled#i understood why my 8th was cancelled#but from then on my parents were too uncomfortable setting up a party for that day and told me id have to plan it if i wanted it to happen#i think they thought i wouldnt follow through and got mad about how much pressure it was to host when i did#so most of my childhood bdays were me planning my own while my parents reminded me how much of a burden it was#then i got into college and all my friemds would be gone by the time by birthday came around bc my college started later than others#then i became an adult and had a bunch of great birthdays by and for myself#but now im an adultier adult and idk#ive planned so many bdays for other people#i just kinda assumed id someday have friends and partners who would want to do that with me#but all three times ive asked a partner to plan for me#theyve either taken me to see their favorite band in my least favorite city (fuck that ex)#or they e come to me a week before my birthday and asked what i want to do#then the last two times i planned my own party my friends dipped halfway through because of their own drama#idk man#ive come close to just not doing anything but that makes me even sadder#i have several friends with a history of birthday trauma who ive helped to significantly heal that trauma#including my partner who went from dreading their extremely depressing bday to looking forward to a nice day i plan for us#so it stings that none of them actually want to plan or even fully attend my own birthday#pity party
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Please give us sum eren & armin toxic hc Like armin and eren would be two different types of toxic. Ex!boyfriend eren blowing ur back out n sending it to ur bf or whoever ur talking to n ex!boyfriend armin not being able to take you talking to someone else so he fucks you a party or smth idk go crazy. đ¤°đž.
âYeah my ex is crazy.â
A/N: No bc they are two completely different types of toxic. Like idk how to explain it? I js feel like eren is the type of ex to be petty and trifling. But armin..omg..armin goes off the fucking deep end. But i love my lil psychosđ¤.
WARNING!: A lil fluff , toxic behavior, unhealthy relationships, smut, unprotected s*x, Blackmailing, Mentions of offing someone, obsession, controlling, plus other things . +17 mdni
EREN! Please for the love of god donât let Eren find out you fucking with someone else. This man will go from nonchalant to crazy. âOh word? This what we doing?â. He disregards the fact yall broke up a whole month ago.
He would definitely blow up your phone after seeing a post on instagram. âWho is he?â & âHe fuck you better then me?â. Oh and please donât tell him yes. Because let me warn you. He will be right there at that door knocking.
âYou know you fucking lyin. But ight we gon see.â He hung up the phone and you laughed at him. Who gave this man an ego? Did he really think he was the only man with good dick?
You were confused when you heard a knock on your door but to your surprise, it was eren. âWhat the fuck?â he pushed right passed you walking into your apartment. âNah, donât fucking play with me y/n.â You could tell he was pissed just by his voice.
This man wasted no time bending you over the couch and fucking you right there.
âNobody could fuck you better the me.â He grabbed a fists full of your hair pulling you up to his mouth.âYou belong to me. Donât ever let me find out thereâs someone other than me fucking you like this.â and to be quite frank, nobody could fuck you like eren.
Eren talked you through the whole thing. He knew he was rough with you, but god he couldnât help it. So thatâs why he praised you for taking his dick so well <3.
He took out his phone and pressed record. His hard thrust drove lewd moans from your lips. âFuck right there!â you screamed every time his hips slapped your ass. He made sure he got glimpse of your face so the guy knew it was you. He made sure you screamed his name just to prove who you belonged to.
You got so many miss calls while eren fucked you to sleep. Every time ole boy called eren went faster. <3
You woke up alone, your bed empty. Your phone notifications were through the roof. Over 100 notifications from that guy. It was crazy. But a simple text from eren stuck out. âLet me hear word about you fucking w some again. Next time ima put em in a casket.â
You werenât sure if he was joking or not. But one thing you did know was he made every threat a promise. And he always kept his promises.
ARMIN! Lawd, you let armin find out you even thought about some one else fucking you, it was over.
This man went full psychotic when word got to him about you talking to someone guy. Apparently you were at a party grinding all up against him.
The first thing armin did was collect every drop of information he had on this guy. His home address, His motherâs facebook, His phone number, Job number. He knew too much on the fucker who decided to touch his pretty âgirlfriendâ.
It pissed him off, how dare you try to replace him. He blew up your phone to the point it crashed. âThatâs so fucking cute, y/n. You think that you can just go fuck some other guy?â , âPlease donât make me do something crazy.â . The crazy part was you didnât even fuck the guy, he was just fucking crazy. He always assumed you were cheating for some reason.
When you didnât answer his calls he pulled up expeditiously. if you didnât answer within the 30 minute window he wouldnât wait to show up to your door.
âY/n open this goddamn door.â He banged on the door. It was 2 am- oh yeah he knew you had work later, he didnât care.
As soon as you open the door an argument ensued. âPick up the fucking phone when I call you y/nâ He yelled at you slamming the door behind him. âYou ainât my fucking boyfriend Armin. Ion gotta do shit.â
He never made you regret your words so fast. His nails dug into your hips as his pace increased. âAinât yo fucking boyfriend huh? Then why you letting me fuck you raw?â
Your bed was a mess after he made you cum over and over again. After he was done all you could do was mumble incoherently âNobody is better then youâ. He was rough but his after care made up for it <3.
He kissed your forehead before he nuzzled into your chest. âYouâre the best I ever had.â he soon fell asleep after those words left his mouth.
I love my cute lil crazy guys <3
#Eyena writesâĄ#eren smut#eren x y/n#eren yeager#eren x black reader#eren aot#eren x you#eren x reader#eren x black fem!reader#eren jeager smut#eren jaeger#eren jeager x reader#armin aot#armin x black reader#armin smut#armin x you#armin x reader#armin arlert#armin x y/n#armin fluff#aot x black reader#aot smut
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TAGS/WARNINGS: gn reader but afab with descriptions of feminine clothing (also katsuki calls you princess like once or twice idk), alcohol consumption, everyone is 24+, shouto is bisexual asf, katsuki and reader are married, reader did not go pro, some mlm action (todobaku content scattered throughout bc i am a god and can make them do whatever i want!!), shouto cucks a little bit, also shouto is a nasty closet perv lol, overstimulation, inappropriate quirk usage, oral (reader receiving), spit roasting, backshots, idk what else i could possibly mention other than this is nothing but filth GENRE: SMUTTTT MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+ ONLY SUMMARY: after a party celebrating their top spot as heroes, shoto gets a little too drunk and has to stay the night with you and your husband, dynamight. shenanigans ensue. a new boyfriend is acquired? WORD COUNT: one million billion (jk itâs 10.4K) đŚâs A/N: god help me. shoutout XENOVA for the celebration party idea. uhm pt2 maybe if this blows up idk. also this was not proofread bc iâm running out of time and itâs too long. and uhm its not exactly manga-canon bc i think deku deserves to be the no.1 hero idgaf. horikoshi when i catch you. // anyway enjoy lol
     it was minaâs idea to hold the party originally, and you who offered to host, since you were the one dating the number two pro hero, dynamight, and had enough space to accompany the old class 1-A. it took a little persuasion from your end to get katsuki on board, but he eventually agreed, despite his bitching about how you two needed to whip this place into shape before anyone dared to set foot into your shared home.Â
     this, of course, meant more work for you in the end since your husband was so terribly busy with work. âŚ.thatâs not to say he wasnât helpful, though; of course not! whenever he wasnât bone tired from whatever villain attack or whatever there was that day, he was more than happy to help you pick up (wellâŚâŚ thatâs how the phrase goes, at least; bakugou himself didnât mind cleaning with you and helping out around the house, per se, itâs just that he always came off as aggressive in the everything that he did) and really start getting the house ready for the upcoming party this weekend.Â
     when it was all said and done, everything had been dusted and all the floors swept and vacuumed; the pillows on the living room couch had been fluffed and the kitchen counters were wiped down and had been bleached in preparation for the day you were about to spend in the kitchen cooking for this party. at least katsuki was there to help you with this the most out of all the other chores â and it was really the most time consuming one, too, so his help here was greater than he realized. him being an actually good cook just so happened to be an extra, heaven-sent bonus.Â
     despite this, you had actually gone out of your way to prepare three main courses: (cold) soba, katsudon, and then something on the spicier side for your husband for the top three heroes you were celebrating tonight, along with some appetizers and snacks, of course.
     finally, the day of the party was upon you, and you finished running your last couple of errands (namely stocking up on alcohol) right as ashido and the rest of the girls arrived in a limo. âŚ..guess yaomomo went all out, huh? well, it's not like you could exactly blame herâit had been years since you had All been together due to everyone being busy with their own work, even now there were a few who couldn't make it, like satou and koji, or mezou and fumikage, due to circumstances out of their control. it was a shame really, you would have loved to have some of rikidoâs sweets since he was such a good baker. ah, must not have been meant to be then. no use in dwelling on it. especially when everyone was beginning to pull up!
     âeeee, my pookie! how have you been!? howâs life with bakuâno, dynamight?!â mina eagerly squeals as she runs towards you, arms extended and ready to grip you in a crushing hug.Â
     âackghâ! too tight, too tightâ!â you choke out as she squeezes you half to death.Â
     âoh, sorry!â she apologizes, letting go and backing up slightly as the rest of the old 1-A girls come up behind her and the limo driver drives back to yaoyorozuâs manor until it was time to come pick the ladies back up. ânow. spill all the tea,â she says, giving you a serious look all of a sudden, and you feel a smile stretch across your face. itâs nice to know sheâs just the same as she was in high school.
     âwellâwhy donât you come in and see for yourself?â you gesture to your shared home, to which the girls gawked at in awe. it wasnât an estate or anything like yaomomoâs place of residence, but it was certainly large enough to accompany everyone attending and then some.
     leading them inside, you open the already unlocked door (katsuki was busy in the kitchen aggressively finishing up the fruit platters and charcuterie boards, making sure they were up to his standards before serving them) and led them all in.
     âkats, âm home! nâ all the girls are here!â you shout loud enough from him to hear you from the foyer.Â
     your husband swears and grumbles under his breath, eyes darting to look at the clock just as it struck 17:00 (thatâs 5pm for those of you who donât use the 24hr format). goddammit, they were perfectly on time. whatever, he was done arranging the meats and cheeses of the charcuteries anyway.Â
     moving to set the trays on the coffee table in the living room for everyone to enjoy, he greets you at the door with the softest little smile ever, one mina just barely catches sight off, which she immediately teases him for and his usual scowl makes a re-appearance in record time as he becomes prickly and sharp again, huffing out a gruff make yourselves at home or whatever.Â
     after that, it was another twenty-ish minutes before nearly everyone else arrived.Â
     shouto, however, was the last to get there due to him getting into an argument with his father prior to leaving. it was a surprise to even himself that he decided to come anyway, but he had grown to be more sociable than he was back in high school, and also he was one of the three people the party was actually being thrown for, soâŚ. it would just be incomplete without him there, and he recognized that.Â
     soon, the party kicked into full swing and the alcohol was excitedly opened and everyone could feel themselves relaxing as it grew closer to dinnertimeâwhich you happily (and tipsily) served to everyone around half past seven.Â
     once everyone had eaten and had time to let their food settle, people began saying their goodbyes as the night grew later and later. all except shouto, that was, who was actively still drinking, sitting on your couch with a bottle of sake in his left hand as he watches everyone else clears out.Â
     âfuckâs he doinâ? just sittinâ there,â bakugou grumbles, coming up to stand next to you after seeing eijirou and denki to the door (uptight as he could be, even your husband was capable of relaxing after a drink or twoâŚ. or several). he wasnât⌠erm, upset with shoutoâs prolonged visit, per se, but he was definitely tired and wanted some alone time with his spouse for fuckâs sake.Â
     âbe nice, âtsuki,â you scold him lightly, moving to walk towards shouto, who had a sleepy look in his eyes, to stand in front of him. âhey, todo, yâokay?â you ask, waving a hand in front of his tired face.
     âmmh? âm fine.â his words slur together slightly as he refocuses his blurry gaze on you, and for a moment, the number 3 pro hero thinks you look like an angel sent from heaven to take care of himâuntil katsuki ruins the moment by walking over and saying;
     âgreat, then you can obviously get yourself home!â
     âkatsuki!â you hiss, looking over to where he stood next to you. âyou can stay the night if you need to, shouto,â you tell him softly, squatting down in front of him and placing a hand on each knee to look up at him from almost between his legs â something your husband absolutely did not appreciate.Â
     âheyââ he tries to interject, but the young todoroki had already accepted your kind offer, knowing better than to walk or drive home in his current state.Â
     ârelax, kats, he can sleep on the couch if you donât want him in a guest bedroomâeven though thatâs what theyâre for,â you suggest/remind him.Â
     âi guess,â he huffs, crossing his arms as you finally stand back up.
     shouto, meanwhile, moves to stand up from where he sat, swaying a bit before you put both hands on his broad shoulders and force him to sit back down.
     ânuh-uh, you sit right there, sir,â you say playfully. âis there something you need?â you ask, raising an eyebrow as katsuki grits his teeth while you tend to that drunk icyhot cunt. (as if he himself wasnât also wasted).
     shouto pauses to think for a moment, thinking about his words carefully before opening his mouth.Â
     âdo you have anyââ he lags and forgets the word heâs looking for mid-sentence. âuhm. âŚ.unfrozen ice?â he asks, tilting his head partially to the side like a confused creature might.Â
     âoh my god,â bakugou groans at his request as you break out into a fit of giggles. âyou fucking mean water?â he asks his fellow pro-hero. god. what a sorry fuckinâ sight he was â canât-stand-up-drunk on katsukiâs couch, while he forgot a word as basic as water. jesus christ, he cannot believe you offered to let this fool stay here without even asking him if it was okay first. whatever. heâd just have to fuck you so good that that walking peppermint couldnât sleep at all. yeah, he could totally do that.
     âwater, yes,â shouto follows up as you have to wipe the tears from your eyes at his drunken words. standing up straight, having doubled over from laughter, you nod and tell him yeah, we have unfrozen ice, and that youâll get him some.
     after you had left the room, though, katsuki huffs loudly and stares down at shouto, who was still seated on the plush sofa.Â
     âlisten, todoroki,â he spits out, one hand splaying out in an aggressive manner as his quirk popped off quietly. despite the alcohol in his system, katsuki was still just asâŚ. well, just as aggressive and competitive as always despite the way he had grown more outwardly affectionate (towards you specifically) over the course of the evening.
     âi dunno, or care, what youâre trying but just knowââ an embarrassing hic cuts him off and his face flushes from more than just the alcohol. suddenly, his big tough guy act drops as his blush reaches the tips of his ears and you come back into the room with two cups of water, handing one off to shouto and the other to your husband.
     both men silently and gratefully take the glasses from you, gulping it down before they even realized just how thirsty they were until the cups were empty and they were looking at you, causing you to suddenly feel small under their intense gazes.
     ââll goâget sâmore,â you slur, taking the now empty glasses back from the two men, and also this moment alone to calm your racing heart, and maybe pour yourself another shot. or two. or three. calm down, youâre only alone with the two finest men in the world â one of which youâre married to!! you think to yourself as you begin pouring them another glass from the nice water pitcher you had specifically set out for tonight.Â
     taking the bottle of vodka from its spot on the counter, you look at how much is left and simply decide on drinking straight from the bottle and polishing it off. little did you know, youâd need that liquid courage for later on tonight. before bringing the two well-built men their water, you dispose of the vodka bottle, putting it in the recycling and heading back into the living room.
     after a comment from katsuki about how it was getting late, you escort shouto upstairs to a guest bedroom and show him where the bathroom is before excusing yourself to your shared bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind you, just for katsuki to barge in seconds later as you move to the master bathroom to start brushing your teeth.
     he joins you shortly after, having discarded his nicer dress shirt and pants in the bedroomâs laundry basket, leaving him far more comfortable in his unfairly flattering black boxer briefs.
     âjesusâkats, how are you so fuckinâ fine?â you ask after spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste, and he only chuckles and lets a small smile stretch across his lips.
     âdunnoâcould ask you the same thing, though,â he quips back, grabbing his own toothbrush from the little cup it sat in, running it under the water before putting the toothpaste on it and bringing it up to his already white teeth and scrubbing the nightâs grime away.
     you giggle at his words, running your toothbrush under the water and giving your teeth a final once over with the brush and scrape your tongue, rinsing it one final time, and then tapping it against the sinkâs edge to get some of the excess water out.Â
     finally, you made your way to the bed, sitting on the edge of it as you watch your husband finish up in the bathroom before he stalks over to you, an almost predatory look in his eye as he comes to tower over you and you can feel a chill run down your spine as he sizes you up from your spot on the king sized bed.Â
     âkatsuki..? whatâre youââ
     your question is almost immediately cut off as his slightly chapped lips come crashing down against yours as he knocks you back onto the bed and stands between your now spread legsâwhich quickly wrap around his narrow waist as his large and calloused hands find purchase on your hips.Â
     âmmmfgh,â your hum turns into a moan as you focus on the feeling of your husbandâs lips against yours, melting into him as he leans over you, teeth clacking slightly as he tilts his head for a better angle to kiss you at.
     âwas getting tired of that icyhot bastard,â he grumbles, eyebrows furrowing together as the grip on your hips tighten possessively at the mention of shouto, as if your husband wasnât the one to bring him up?Â
     his words make you chuckle nonetheless as a smile spreads over your pretty, soon to be kiss-swollen, lips as you lean back on your palms, the bed sinking beneath your weight.
     ââm sorry, tsuki,â you mumble softly before you feel his tongue run over your lower lip, silently begging for entrance to your hot mouth â to which you eagerly granted access to, moaning quietly when he licks into your mouth. he tastes like tequila and spicy udon, and itâs utterly intoxicating (or maybe that was the last of the vodka youâd downed earlier taking effect). âdidnâ mean tâinvite him withouâ askinâ you,â you slur out, rolling your hips up against his growing erection.
     ââs okay, i guess,â he pants, pulling away only slightly in order to look you in the eyes, letting you know that he really didnât mind. sure, shouto was quiet and didnât actually interfere with what he had planned tonight (or so he thought), so he was only mildly annoyed instead of genuinely bothered. besidesâŚ.. he had left the door partially open after barging into the bedroom on purpose⌠just in case that walking candy cane happened to overhear and wanted a peak at the show he wouldnât be allowed to join.
     and just like that, your husbandâs lips come crashing down against yours yet again, tongue easily seeking out your own and swirling around yours before sucking it into his mouth, humming pleasantly around the wet muscle (he was in a shockingly good mood, actuallyâŚ. guess he enjoyed the party more than he let onâthat and the alcohol was a large factor, too) before pulling off of it with a nasty, wet pop! noise.Â
     âmmh, glad youâre not mad,â you mutter, eyes fluttering open to take a peek at him. and what you saw was downright angelic â a harsh contrast from his usual demeanor and appearance.
     âwhy would i be?â he asks, and you straight up laugh, ruining the moment entirely. âheyâ!â
     âsorry, âm sorryâitâs justââ you wipe a tear from your eye. âyouâre usually not soâ whatâs the word? calm? something like that,â you try explaining to him, a smile gracing your features.
     âiâm calm! iâm always calm!â he spits out, raising his voice, sending you into another round of laughter.Â
     âgodâi love ya sâmuch, kats,â you tell him after composing yourself, shifting on the bed so you were leaning against the plush pillows lining the headboard and bakugou eagerly follows after you, moving between your legs, which easily wrapped back around his hips, pulling him closer against you, and he shifted so that he was propping himself up on a forearm, his other hand coming to press against the small of your back, arching it for you as his lips found their way to your neck, where he began to nip at the sensitive skin there.
      âyouâre pretty great too, i s'pose,â he grins against your flesh before beginning to suck at the junction of your neck and shoulder, determined to leave a mark dark enough to last a week, at least.Â
     âyeah? âs good tâhear,â you giggle breathily as he assaults your neck, and one hand comes to cradle the back of his head, fingers threading through his mysteriously spiky hair (youâve never once seen him use hair gelâhell, youâve even searched his entire side of the bathroom because you didnât believe him when he told you itâs just like that).
     it doesnât take long for bakugou to get fed up with the clothes separating your bare skin from his, desperate to physically feel you against him, and in record time, he has the skirt of your dress bunched up around your hips, youâre sitting up slightly, and heâs tugging the fabric the rest of the way off, carelessly throwing it onto the floor.
     shouto, meanwhile, lay awake staring at the ceiling in your comfortable guestâs bed, drunkenly reminiscing back to high school, and the crush he didnât know was a crush he had on you. had he known, he probably would have asked you out sometime in your senior yearâinstead, he misinterpreted his affections as an intimate friendship with admiration for you and your quirk. what always baffled him, though, is why you would pick katsuki bakugou to love out of all people (not like you really had a choice in the matterâŚâŚ one day you woke up and realized your supposed hatred for him was, in fact, a bone-deep love that consumed you whole).
     with an achy sigh, todoroki sits up and gets up to use the bathroom. after washing his hands and splashing his face with some cool water to sober up at least a little, his ears perk up on the way back to his temporary room. on his way back, however, he happened to catch the faintest echo of a feminine moan, and before he can stop himself, heâs silently stalking down the hall to the master bedroom, where he found the door to be cracked open wide enough for him to get a surprising view of dynamight with his head between your legs and your underwear and dress strewn across the otherwise neat floor.
     immediately, his dick twitches to life in his nice dress pants and he nearly groans at the way you moan katsukiâs name so sweetly. godâŚ. that should be me, he thinks to himself enviously as your husband focuses solely on eating you out.
     âaa-ahh! mmm, katsuki!â you cry out, both hands coming down in attempt to push his face away from your messy cunt, but to no avail. katsuki offered you no respite as his hot tongue explored your puffy folds as he began to suck on your clit. âkatsuâfuck!â
     youâre ignorant to the feeling of another pair of eyes on you, too caught up in the feeling of being eaten out, but katsuki isnât â he feels shoutoâs burning gaze, and he canât help but smirk to himself. so he was right: icyhot couldnât resist a good show, and boy, was katsuki about to perform.
     âhmm?â he hums, one hand resting on your thigh while he uses the forearm of his other arm to keep you from bucking your hips up. he doesnât exactly care about what it is youâre whining about; he knows youâre fine and he intends to make you cum at least thrice tonight to show off to shouto, who was apparently a giant closeted pervert.
     and it was true. shouto was nasty without even realizing it â and thatâs not to say he slept around, god no (he was 24 and still a virginâŚ.), he just had fantasies. many of which involved you, and shamefully, on occasion, you and katsuki. it made his cheeks burn to even think about, but he would be a liar if he said heâd never gotten off to the idea of a threesome with you and your husband. jesus, and now, here the opportunity was laid right there in front of him, and what was he doing? slowly starting to palm at his erection and bite his bottom lip as he watches the scene in front of him unfold.
     âiâ shitâ!â you squeeze your eyes shut and arch your back as you tug at his hair. âgod, justâ! slow down!â you whine, and katsukiâs eye twitches.Â
     like in every other aspect in his life, bakugou tended to be rough and aggressive in the bedroom; put simply, you turned him into a feral manâbrought out the inner animal in him. he was, as surprising as it may seem to some, a generous lover, however, due to his have to be the best at everything mentality, so, by extension, this included his ability to give and inflict pleasure (mixed with a healthy amount of pain, because, well.. itâs katsuki).Â
     ânah.â blatantly ignoring your request, he pulls his head away from your drooling pussy, the lower half of his face covered in your slick, and blows a cold puff of air against your throbbing slit, causing you to whine out his name as he nips at the fatty skin of your inner thighâdangerously close to your cuntâsucking and biting until a dark purple mark begins to form. a smirk stretches over his somewhat thin, although plump, lips knowing shouto would never get to litter your body in bruises and hickeys the same way he does.Â
     âmmhâjesus, katsâ!â itâs all you can do to whimper as he resumes the disgustingly messy way he was tongue fucking your pussy.
     shouto almost groans as he gets harder and harder, almost painfully so, as he watches katsuki fervently eat you out, and suddenly, he wishes it was him between your legs with bakugou watching instead.Â
     as silently as he possibly can, todoroki begins to unbuckle his belt in order to slip a hand past the waistband of both his pants to feel himself through the fabric of his sickeningly tight boxers. heâs careful to bite back what would be any whimpers or quiet moans, knowing itâs so shotover for him if he gets caught.
     âfuck,â he mutters under his breath, swallowing thickly as he watches as youâre eaten out until youâre cumming with a loud cry of your husbandâs name (shouto pretended it was his name you were calling out), and he goes to turn around to hide in the bedroom youâd so kindly allowed him to stay in to jerk off until he hearsâ
     âyâgonna come out, icyhot, or are ya just gonna stand there like a loser cuck all night?â katsuki lifts his head from between your legs to look at the half-and-half bastard peeping on him and his spouseâŚâŚ what a fucking freak.
     âshâshouto!?â you squeak, not having noticed his presence until the man youâd married had pointed him out. âwhâwhatâre youâ!â you canât even think of what to say before heâs trying to apologize and katsukiâs cussing him outâtelling him to get his ass in here before he really makes him sorry.Â
     just how drunk was your husband? or shouto for that matter? truthfully, you were probably the most sober person in the room.
     slowly, silently, and shamefully, shouto makes his way into your bedroom, where he comes to stand at the foot of the bed with a horribly noticeable tent in his pants. he wants to look down at the floor, but heâs physically incapable of taking his eyes off your naked, sweaty formâand katsukiâs toned back, for that matter. he gulps anxiously as he waits for the perpetually angry blond to inevitably break the ice.Â
     much to his surprise, however, it was you to speak up first, admitting that you didnât mind shoutoâs presenceâfollowed by katsuki sarcastically asking if you wanted him to join, to which your body stiffened and cheeks flushed at the thought.Â
     âwhat? donât tell me you like the idea of that half nâ half idiot joininâ the fun?â a wicked grin stretches over his slick lips as he quirks a brow up at you before shrugging and saying; âfine, just remember: you asked for this.â
     âyou heard âem, todoroki, get the hell over here,â he spits out, and shouto complies immediatelyâhe could not believe what was about to happen and neither could (nor katsuki for that matter).
     as he closes the gap between you three, he fumbles with the buttons of his dress shirt before ultimately just ripping it open and shrugging it onto the floor. repeating the same action with his pants, he struggles slightly with the zipper before tugging it down and quickly stepping out of them, nearly tripping in the processâto which katsuki has to stifle a laugh.
     shouto feels dizzy and light-headed from how hard he is, and he bites his thick bottom lip as he nervously crawls onto the oversized bed, sitting adjacent to you as he awaits further instructions from the ever-demanding bakugou.Â
     âkatsuââ
     âshut up,â he says gruffly, one large hand coming up to cover your mouthâhe was about to dictate everything that was about to go down. âyouâtodorokiâlisten real fuckinâ closely, because iâm not repeating myself. you can look, but âm still deciding if youâre allowed to touch yetââ katsuki directs his attention from him to you and asks; âwhaddya think, princess? would yâlike that? both of us touchinâ you?â and itâs all you can do to nod, cheeks physically heating up in shame and embarrassment.Â
     âi guess iâll allow it, then,â he says, moving his hand away from your face so he can manhandle you into a sitting up position, making you straddle his lap and telling shouto to move behind you.
     you feel your heartbeat quicken significantly now that youâre naked and sandwiched between two of the hottest men youâve ever been blessed with the chance to encounter. dear god. take a breath, youâve got this. âŚ..and thatâs why your pussyâs all but drooling right now? you canât help but roll your bare cunt over your husbandâs erection, letting out a delicious little moan in the process, and shoutoâs equally large hands hesitantly find purchase on your hips, and you look back over your shoulder as he leans in attempt to kiss youâjust to be blocked by katsukiâs hand against his pouty lips.
     âi didnât fuckinâ say you could kiss them,â he hisses. shouto, however, mentally shrugs this off, grabs the angry blondâs wrist to move his hand, and leans in over your shoulder, pressing his chest firmly against your back, in order toâkiss your husband instead????!
     holy shitâthis is so much hotter than it should be, jesus christ. youâre genuinely ashamed of the way shouto moving to kiss katsuki rather than you turns you on, and you even let a little oh my god slip in awe and horny amazement.Â
     âwhat the actual fuck, icyhot!?â your husband explodes, trying to shove shouto away from him, but causing you to fall back fully into his lap, where you can feel his boner pressing up against your ass.
     ânâno,â you speak up. âdâdo it again.â you try your best not to mutter the request, looking between the man who had crushed on you all through high school and the one youâd ended up marrying.Â
     âhuh!? have you both lost your fucking minds?!âÂ
     âplease..? do it for me, âtsuki?â you beg as sweetly as you can, a pout tugging at your lips as you did your best kicked puppy eyes. as tough as bakugou acted, deep down, he did, in fact, have a soft spot for you, and would do nearly anything for youâand this, unfortunately, was about to be one of the things he was willing to do. maybe he had the whiskey to thank for his⌠bravery, but for some reason, the idea of making out with that peppermint bastard really didnât seem so bad. âŚ.jesus, what is he thinking?
     âtch, fine,â he clicks his tongue before heâs suddenly snatching you out of shoutoâs lap and bringing you back onto his, where he shifts so his backâs against the headboard and says; ââf yâcan ride me, then sure, âll do whatever you want, sweetheart.â
     nodding eagerly, you tug the waistband of his boxers down just enough to free his aching cock, where it hits his lower tummy and you impatiently use one hand to line up the angry red tip with your slick entrance before sinking down to the base with ease. you both moan at the feeling and katsuki beckons shouto over after pressing a quick kiss to your shiny lips to remind himself why he was doing this.
     shoutoâs dick aches enviously, desperately wishing he could feel your heat, but quickly gets over it as his chest presses against your back once again and his lips land against katsukiâs. actually, todoroki was not an experienced kisserâat all, really; he was only copying what he had seen in movies, so heâs a little surprised when the blondâs tongue runs over the seam of his lips and his heterochromatic eyes fly open at the feeling.Â
     katsuki, however, reaches around you to grab shoutoâs cheeks, forcing him to part his pretty lips, and he easily slips his tongue past his kiss-swollen lips. meanwhile, shoutoâs strong arms wrap around your waist while he allows your husband to explore the inside of his mouth, his face heating up despite the way a chill runs down his spine.Â
     âmmh,â he hums quietly, freezing his tongue in order to give your husband a little surpriseâwhich works very well, seeing as how katsuki pulls away with a heaving gasp.
     âwhat the fuck?â he pants, rolling his hips up into dripping cunt, and you let out a little moan, grinding down against him at the same time, allowing him to brush up against your g-spot while shouto moves to kiss katsuki again, large hands coming up to cup his flushed, tanned cheeks, trying to tilt his head for a better angle as he mimics the way the blondâs tongue had run over the seam of his lips, and is pleasantly surprised when he reluctantly parts his slightly thinner lips for the much calmer man.Â
     jesus christ, you think to yourself, trying to bounce against your husbandâs dick to the best of you ability, but groaning in frustration when his absurdly calloused hands come down against your hips to hold you in place.
     âmmââtsuki,â you whine as he wholly focuses on kissing shouto (who was currently living out his wet dream). itâs all you can do to wiggle in place, trying to grind your clit against his neatly trimmed pubic hair, desperate for any kind of friction. meanwhile, shoutoâs freezing hand comes up to grope your chest, causing you to let out a quiet yelp at the feeling of him tweaking roughly with your nipple.
     poor, poor inexperienced shouto had no gauge or concept of what exactly he was doing, relying on instinct and everything heâd seen in the little porn he had watched; he silently prays heâs acting accordingly and soon his heated left hand is coming up to grab at your other tit.
     âshâshouto!â you moan, almost causing katsuki to pause in his action as a growl leaves his throatânow this just simply would not do, no, no, no. !!!! fuck! his dick twitches inside you as he ruts his hips upwards while holding firmly onto your hips. âjeâjesus! katsuki!âÂ
     thatâs better, he thinks to himself, a smug, self-satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his plump lips as he tries not to overthink his kiss with todoroki. god. as fucking embarrassing, humiliating, and shameful as it was, âŚ..katsuki absolutley could not deny the fact that he was feeling so, so, so many things right now, things he never would have considered sober, let alone acted on, and nowâŚ.. now, he was rock fucking hard as he feels the inside of shoutoâs mouth, tracing his tongue along the grooves of his blindingly white teeth and inner cheeks before swirling it around his own heated muscle.Â
     he wants to tell shouto heâs not half bad at this when he begins to suck on his tongueâtaking him violently by surpriseâbut canât bring himself to dole out the praise, not wanting him to get an ego about how well he was managing to keep up.Â
     you can feel your stomach doing flips and your pussy creaming around your husbandâs cock as the two men youâre sandwiched between really go at it, and suddenly your mouth feels dry as you let out a low, drawn out whine.
     âfuck,â is all youâre able to say as you dig your nails into katsukiâs back while arching your own, with shouto still pinching and tweaking with your poor, erect nipplesâhis hands were almost at extreme temperatures, and you choke out something about how good it feels, offering the number three hero the praise he neededâsomething bakugou wasnât a huge fan of.Â
     half nâ half wants to use his quirk? thatâs fineâhe can, too!
     the next thing you know, your hips feel scorchingly hot and youâre hearing the sound of a very small-scale explosion, and you yelp out your husbandâs name, pussy fluttering around his achy length, and you have to bite your lower lip when you feel tears welling up in your eyes from all the stimulation. had you known inviting a drunk shouto to stay the night would lead to this, you would have done it years ago! âŚbecause honestly, you were crushing hard on him your freshman year of highschool togetherâbut unfortunately for you, thatâs when he had first begun to actually explore his emotions for the first time in his life, leading you to believe you never stood a chance with him.
     katsuki, however, while his primary emotion was anger, you could tell something was up with him and his feelings towards you when he stopped yelling at you as much compared to the others. donât get one wrong, he definitely still shouted at you, because thatâs just who he was, butâŚ.. it was enough for you and the girls of 1-A to pick up onâsomething they teased you relentlessly about behind closed doors because nobody ever dared to mention anything in front of bakugou in fear of ruining your chances together (as you see, mina and a few others were die hard shippers while the rest enabled this behavior).Â
      âchristâs sake, katsuki,â you hiss as his quirk repeatedly pops off against your reddening skin and you have to physically bite your tongue to keep yourself grounded enough to scold him. âŚtry to, anyway. âthiâ this isnât aâahh! fuck!âa compeâtiton! jesus!â you moan.
     a competition.Â
     that word ring in katsukiâs ears as he pulls away from his kiss with shouto, admittedly a little breathlessly, a smirk stretching over his glossy lips.
     ânow thatâs an idea,â he muses out loud, causing shouto to tilt his head and your eyes to widen. goddammit, you just had to go and open your bigass mouth, didnât you?
     ânâno; whatever youâ youâre planning, forget about it,â you say as firmly as you can despite the way your pussy flutters around him.
     bakugou clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes at the way you whine out such a ridiculous request.Â
     âmmh, nah,â he grins, hands holding you firmly in place against him, preventing you from even rolling your hipsâsomething youâre quick to bitch about.Â
     âgodâdammit!â sometimes you wish your husband wasnât so goddamn strongâit made it that much easier for him to manhandle you into any position he wanted.Â
     âyâup for a little challenge, icyhot?â katsuki ignores you entirely, focusing his intense gaze onto the slightly younger man.
     â...sure,â he nods, albeit a little reluctantly, unsure of what exactly he was agreeing to. he hopes heâll get a chance to steal a kiss from you, but for now, he figures it best to go along with whatever bakugou was about to suggest.Â
     âwhoever can make princess here cum the most in five minutes each can fuck their cunt,â he begins, just for shouto to interrupt him.Â
     âand what of the loser?â
  âi was getting thereâimpatient sonuva bitchâŚ.â he mutters the last part under his breath like he wasnât also an impatient sonuva bitch. âanyway, the loserâin this case, iâm sure itâll be you, yâfuckinâ virgin cuckâcanâŚ. fuck right off and watch,â he finishes, cock twitching deep inside you at his own words. he was absolutely positive heâd win the little proposition heâd struck up, which is why the punishment for the loser was so harsh. when in all reality, if he was feeling kind enough, heâd let you suck shouto off as a consolation prize. âŚ.maybe.
     âsounds good to me,â todoroki agrees to bakugouâs conditions, feeling his own dick twitch as he steels his nervesâhe was so fucked. in this moment, shoutoâs never been more grateful for being a fast learner, as that was his only chance at possibly succeeding in such a task. he wasnât particularly familiar with the afab body, and so he has to actively recall all the porn he had seenâmind you, he was incredibly picky about what exactly heâs watchingâwhen suddenly an idea strikes him and heâs asking katsuki to move his hands so he can pull you off his cock and reposition you so your back was against the bed.
     you and your husband are both confused until shoutoâs pushing your thighs apart and nestling between them, icy lips kissing down your body until he reaches the mound of your dripping cunt, and you canât help but get shyânot because you werenât used to being eaten out, no (katsuki often ate you out until you couldnât see straight), it was because you just simply were not expecting that from the inexperienced shouto todoroki! but itâs okay, just take a deep breath andâ
     âaaâaah! fuck! shouto!â you cry out, caught off guard by the way his full lips wrap around your erect clit and begin suckling on it, his freezing tongue moving to swirl around it as he does. he doesnât exactly know what heâs doing and is more or less figuring it out as he goes based on your reactions and moans.Â
     katsuki is just as taken aback as you were, but for totally different reasons; this was probably one of the last things he had expected todoroki to do, but, but, butâŚ!!! fuck! he couldnât even be mad about it either because he was the one who had decided to turn it into a competition. shit. okay, whatever, heâd just work around this.
     ânnghâ!â one of your hands comes to run through shoutoâs split hair, tugging the soft locks gently. âwhâwhere the fuck did youâaah! hhngh!âlearn hâhow to do this?â you ask breathlessly, looking down at the man between your legs, and you feel a chill run down your spine and goosebumps erupt over your skin when you realize heâs looking right back at youâstaring at you intently, doing his best to gauge all your little reactions, both verbal and physical.
     katsuki canât help but agree with your question, because seriously, where the fuck had he learned this shit!?Â
     all heâs able to do, though, is watch with awe as shouto focuses wholly on his attempt to eat you out â which he was seemingly doing a good job at â as one large and calloused hand subconsciously comes down to jerk himself off slowly, thumb swiping over his bright red, leaky tip, and he hisses out a quiet fuck while your back arches off the bed.
     shouto, however, doesnât answer, in favor of bringing a heated finger down to your slick entrance â gently prodding at it before slipping it in with ease.Â
     âmmmffgh,â you whine as he curls it up slowly, all while sucking on your throbbing clit, and it doesnât take long for a knot to build up in your lower stomach. ânnghâ shâshouto!âÂ
     he simply ignores you as he begins to slip a second finger inâgradually heating them up as he didâand you moan pathetically as your husband watches on in awe, his mouth horribly dry and dick achingly hard, and for a moment, heâs scared he might cum to the sight of another man eating his spouse outâso he intentionally slows his pace to something almost painfully slow to make sure he doesnât prematurely ejaculate, wantiâno, Needing to cum inside you.Â
     starting to scissor you apart now, you clench around shoutoâs burning fingers desperately, whining as his freezing right hand comes up to pinch one of your already stiff nipples.Â
     ânnghâ!â itâs not long before youâre cumming with a loud cry of shoutoâs name while pulling at his soft hair, back arching deeply off the mattress as katsuki lets out a growl at the sight, already seething with envyâŚ.. whatever; he takes in a deep breath to calm himself down and slowly starts to increase the pace at which heâs jerking himself off, groaning softly as he does.Â
     todoroki doesnât relent in his pace, however, messily eating you out throughout the duration of your orgasm, resulting in you cumming a second time not long after.
     ânnnghââs too much, shoutoââ you choke out, pulling at his hair while trying to push him away at the same time. âfâfuck!â it had maybe been two minutes, meaning you had to endure for another three. but how exactly were you meant to do that? with the way he was all but making out with your cunt, you turn your attention to katsuki, pathetically mewling for helpâjust for him to shut you down! reminding you that you agreed to this and that he knows you can take it.
     the most your husband had ever made you cum in one night was four timesâa record he was gunning to beat tonight.Â
     by the time shoutoâs time was up, he had managed to make you cum three times, on his way to working you up to a fourth, before katsukiâs letting go of his dick and burying his thick fingers in todorokiâs hair, yanking him away from your pulsing heat.Â
     âheyââ shouto pants breathlessly, lower face covered in your slick.
     âtimeâs up, icyhot,â your husband rasps out before asking you how many times youâd cum.
     âthâ three, butâ i need a break before we keep goinâ,â you tell him, panting heavily with flushed cheeks and teary eyes.Â
     katsuki simply nods in acknowledgement, untangling his fingers from shoutoâs hair as all three of you take this moment to catch your breath. then, after a brief three or so minutes of rest, bakugouâs crawling on top of you as shouto watches on this time, cock leaky and painfully hard as he palms himself through his horribly tight boxers while katsuki kisses you.
     âlove ya, kats,â youâre able to pant out, and shouto feels his heart break a little; he wishes he could be on the receiving end of those words some day... but for now, he shifts so heâs kneeling on the bed, legs tucked neatly under him with his thighs spread wide enough for his heated left hand to sneak past the waistband of his boxers in order to grope himself.
     bakugou smiles against your lips at your words rather than returning them, and his tongue slides out to poke its way into your already open mouth, easily licking over the insides of your cheeks and grooves of your teeth.Â
     as he watches the two of you makeout, todoroki begins to reflect on his kiss with katsuki earlier, and he finds himself yearning to hear those three little words from him, too, or to be able to kiss you as wellâŚ.. maybe when this is all said and done⌠maybe he can work up the courage to ask to join your relationship..? or maybe heâd leave early in the morning full of shameâŚ. he isnât quite sure yet.
��    âmmnghââ you moan softly as one of katsukiâs large and calloused hands trails down your side, moving to cup your puffy cunt, before two thick fingers easily insert themselves into you without much of a warningâfortunately, you were still soaked from your slick and shoutoâs spit from where heâd eaten you out so good, so your husband didnât meet any resistance when scissoring you apart. âkâkatsuâ!â
     âyeah?â he pants as his cock drools uncomfortably. itâs okay. heâd just have to make you cum four times in five minutes, andâthe idea that shouto might beat him at a challenge he proposed due to your fatigue from allowing that icyhot cunt to go first suddenly flashes in his mind, and heâs hardened over with a certain resolve heâd allowed to slip in his overwhelmingly horny state of mind.
     âiâ ah! hnnnghâ âm still seâsensitive,â you whine out, arching your back off the bed at the stimulation, and itâs all you can do to pull at his hair when you feel the calloused pad of his thumb press against your swollen, oversensitive clit. as the fingers almost knuckle-deep inside you press into your g-spot, you go crosseyed from the combined feeling of being finger-fucked and having your tongue sucked on (whenâd he start doing that!?).
     katsuki, however, ignores your weak mewls in favor of kissing you so hard your teeth clack together briefly before heâs tilting his head for a better angle and nipping softly at your tongue, causing you to squeak in surprise.Â
     rolling your hips up and grinding down against his hand, desperate for more fiction, shouto watches on in awe and horny amazement, taking notes on how your body reacted to katsuki, hoping he could imitate his actions, or develop them into his own, next time he got the chance.Â
     soon, though, katsukiâs five minutes come to an end, with you only having cum twice by his doingâsomething that makes his eye twitch as he realizes that meant icyhot would get to fuck your cunt. âŚ.goddammit! heâd gotten too caught up in the feeling of your lips against his to focus fully on fingering you! sure, he was just about to bring you to your third orgasmâbut! oh, this so wasnât fair! if only heâd gone first! then you wouldnât have been so worn out!
     shit. with a sigh, he pulls away from your body as his eye begins twitching and he looks over to shoutoâwho currently had his hand wrapped around his cockâand lets out a huff.
     âthereâs no way iâm letting him fuck you,â he grunts out, crossing his muscular arms.
     âkats, thatâs notâ âsânot fair,â you chide him, panting heavily and sitting up on your forearms. âyou saidâ said the winnerââ your cheeks flush as you remember the words heâd used and you shake your head to clear the thought from your mind. â...could fuck meâyou wouldnât wanna go back on your word, would you?âÂ
     shoutoâs heart rate increases as you stick up for him, and he feels the extra blood circulating throughout his body go straight to his throbbing dick as his eyes light up with hopeânever in a million years would he think heâd get the chance to have sex with you!
     âmm, âŚfine,â katsuki agrees, salty heâd lost at his own competition, but willing to do whatever to make you happy, so⌠he almost retches a little at the thought and he feels his heart break in his chest ever so slightly, but⌠if staying true to his word and letting that half nâ half bastard fuck you would make you happy, thenâŚ. he guesses he can let it slideâŚ
     with that, shoutoâs shifting onto his knees a little more in order to slide his boxers down his well-toned thighs so his pretty cock can slap against his lower tummy and heâs quick to grab you by the hips, pulling you towards him before katsukiâs words cause him to pause.
     ânot so fast, icyhot, if youâre gonna fuck âem, then they can at least suck me off while you do,â he growls, moving so that heâs behind you and then manhandling out of shoutoâs grasp so that you were facing him. âget on all fours, sweetheart,â he instructs you, and you obey with a nod, presenting shouto with your ass and drooling cunt and he swallows thickly at the sight.Â
     his hands plant themselves on your hips once more and a small smile tugs at the corners of your lipsâyou were glad shouto would at least get a chance to enjoy himself, as youâre sure he probably doesnât have many good stress relievers, if any at allâŚÂ
     with that in mind, you make sure to arch your back nicely for the man on his knees behind you as you take your husbandâs dick in one hand while supporting your weight with the other and press a little kiss to the bright red tip before slowly taking it into your hot mouth.
     katsuki hisses out a groan at the feeling of you hollowing your cheeks as you gradually take him down to almost the base, your hand wrapped around what doesnât currently fit in your mouth, and swallow thickly around him.
     âshitââ a hand is quick to bury itself in your hair to guide your pace as shoutoâs jaw slackens in the slightest before he gets a grip and starts to align his swollen and leaky tip with your creamy pussy, moaning much louder than he was expecting to at the feeling of your warm, gummy walls wrapped around his virgin cock. suddenly, whatever metaphorical grip he did have immediately slips away from him as his physical grip tightens to an almost painful extent, and youâre sure heâll leave bruises in the shapes of his fingertipsâsimilar to the way your husband so often does.
     âaaâaah! fuck!â todoroki whines as he takes his time bottoming outâbiting his tongue as he pushes into you almost agonizingly slow, causing you to moan around your husbandâs dick, resulting in him pushing your head down further against him and your pussy to flutter around the poor, overwhelmed shouto.
     you nearly gag as his mushroom-headed tip hits the back of your throat, but are able to suppress your reflex to do so well enough to remove your hand from around him while you focus on breathing through your nose as you take him down to the base, until your face is flush against his pelvis, light blond pubes tickling your nostrils slightly.Â
     you try to stay that way for as long as possible, swallowing around him continuously to fight your own gag reflex rather than out of consideration of his pleasure, but itâs only been a few seconds when youâre fighting against his strong palm to come up for air.
     after pulling off him with a disgustingly wet pop! and panting heavily, you make the suggestion that the two should kiss again â arguing that if your husband is just gonna offer your pussy to be fucked without asking you, then the least he could do was makeout with the man balls deep inside you.
     âwhat?â katsuki barks out, looking down at you, with your head between his thighs.Â
     âplease, âtsuki?â you ask nicely, giving him your best puppy dog eyes.
     shouto wants to join in with your pleadingâto ask katsuki for a kiss, too, but he knows better, knows your husband will begrudgingly cave to your demands and that heâll ultimately receive another kiss.
     âtsk⌠fineâcâmere, icyhot,â he grunts, one hand pushing your head back down onto his dick as the other reaches for shouto. both men lean over you in order to lock lips, and the younger one canât help the smile that tugs at the corners of his lips as he gets what he wants.Â
     todorokiâs hips press flush against your ass as he leans over your sweaty, overstimulated body to makeout with your husband. god, you werenât, like, âŚa fujoshi or anything, butâŚ. something about the idea of katsuki and shouto going at it in particular had your stomach in knots and cunt clamping down snugly around shoutoâs girth.Â
     âjesusââ the half and half man pants at the feeling of your pussy, and he honestly doesnât know how heâs managed to go this long without it. âŚ.or if heâll be able to live without yours specifically from here on outâŚâŚ okay, itâs decided. heâd ask to join your relationship, somehow, when this was all said and done, but for now he isnât sure whether to focus on his kiss with katsuki or the feeling of his dick throbbing almost painfully inside you.Â
     ultimately, his attention is drawn to the way bakugou nips harshly at his lower lipâenough to draw a small amount of bloodâand a moan gets caught in shoutoâs throat, coming out as something more akin to a whimper instead; something that certainly makes katsukiâs ears perk up. had todoroki just fuckinâ whimpered from something he had done? for a reason other than getting pussy for the first time in his stupid virgin life? needless to say, it quickly goes to bakugouâs ego as he begins sucking on shoutoâs lower lip, tongue swiping over it quickly at first, and then a second time that was considerably slower and more teasing in nature.
     poor shouto can feel himself going cross-eyed as he ruts into you sloppily, heavy balls smacking against your clit, and he knows he wonât last long like this at all. heâs kinda bummed he canât âŚmake love to you the way he would prefer, but right now, he doesnât find himself picky at allâjust grateful to be a part of this entire thing, even if he may not get the chance again in the future. thatâs why it was critical for him to be present in the moment, literally drooling from how good he feels, as he uses his quirk on his tongue while swirling it around katsukiâs, the now freezing muscle licking over the insides of his cheeks and grooves of his teeth, sending a chill down your husbandâs spine.Â
    the saliva being exchanged between the two begins to dribble out from the corners of their mouths and drip down their chins and onto your arched back. holy shit. you nearly choke on katsukiâs dick at the feeling of their spit rolling down your spine and you moan in both disgust and twisted pleasure.Â
    ânnmgh,â you moan, tongue pressed flat against the underside of his dick as shouto drills into you. now itâs you who finds themselves drooling profusely, your spit running down katsukiâs cock, soaking his balls.Â
     the blond can feel himself throbbing down your throat and he groans from the combined stimulation of you blowing him and shoutoâs icy tongueâheâs close and he knows it. âŚmeaning that half and half whore was definitely about to cum, with the way your pussy is surely milking him for all heâs worth.Â
     âshouto,â he grunts out, pulling away just enough to tell him that if heâs gonna cum, then he has to pull outâthat katsuki was the only one allowed to cum inside you.Â
     todoroki was more taken aback by the usage of his first name from bakugou of all people, and itâs all he can do to nod and mumble a quiet yeah.Â
     itâs not much longer before both mean reach their climax around the same timeâwith shouto pulling out to jerk himself off for a few more seconds and heâs cumming all over your back with a loud cry as your husband cums in your mouth, thick cum spilling down your throat, past your tongue, not even giving you a chance to taste him.
     after both men catch their breath, katsuki slowly pulls you off of him as he gazes down at you with a particularly soft look in his eyeâor maybe itâs satisfaction, youâre too fucked out to really tell.Â
     âyâokay, princess?â your husband rasps out, grinning to himself at your teary eyes, one hand cupping your cheek, and you blindly lean into his warm touch.
     âmmhm,â is all you can hum in response, borderline brain dead from how many times youâd cum tonightâclit still throbbing from the earlier stimulation.Â
     âgoodâŚ.â he directs his attention to shouto, but doesnât ask him anything, instead looking him up and down, eyes lingering on his dick for a moment longer than heâd like to admit. he quickly redirects his gaze to shoutoâs heterochromatic one, and the softest, barely there smile tugs at the corners of his lips. it was so small and brief, one might think they were hallucinating had they seen it, but todoroki catches sight of it, and he wants to say something, but finds himself speechless; so instead, he leans in to kiss your husband again, and, very much to his surprise, he doesnât immediately recoil. given, he doesnât lean in to meet him either, but he does kiss him back as you shift to the side, panting heavily while you watch the two muscular and domineering men go at it for the nth time tonight, and you can hardly believe your eyes.
     one hand slips down in between your legs as they kiss, rubbing gently at your sensitive bundle of nerves while shouto takes the initiative this time, running his now heated tongue over the seam of katsukiâs lips before licking into his mouth, but moans quietly when the usually angry, but now somewhat calm, blond begins sucking on the hot muscle, one hand coming up to almost cradle the back of shoutoâs head as he buries in fingers in his two-toned hair, pulling at it roughly.
     âyâknow icyhot, youâre really not that bad at this,â he tells him, which is the closest to doling out praise heâll ever get.Â
     shouto, however, takes this to heart as a soft smile pulls at his lips and suddenly he finds himself cupping katsukiâs face and knocking him onto the bed, clumsily clamoring on top of him, and your jaw genuinely drops at the scene in front of you. holy shit.
     âyeah?â shouto breathes from on top of katsuki, who was just as shocked as you were, if not moreso. what the fuck? how the fuck? what was he meant to do? he looks over to you for an idea of where to go with this, and his eyes widen when he sees you touching yourself to the sight of them. âŚalright, he supposes he can get behind this.
     looking back over to shouto, he replies: âsure, ..but iâm better,â and easily manages to flip the pair so that he was on top instead.
     ânnghââ you moan as softly, your free hand coming to grope one of your tits, pinching and tweaking with your already erect nipples. you donât know if you can handle another orgasm, but the sight of the pair in front of each other is simply too hot to not jerk to.
     shouto, meanwhile, wraps his arms around katsukiâs neck as he pulls him in for a disgustingly sloppy and heated kiss, lips parting by themselves as he cranes his neck upwards. similarly, he moans as well, tongue already seeking out katsukiâs while you fondle yourself and slowly work yourself up to one final orgasm.
     nipping at his lower lip the same way heâd done to shouto earlier, katsuki retaliates by pulling away from the kiss to bite at his neck â even going as far as to suck against a few particular spots, leaving hickeys to bloom in the place of his mouth. for a moment, the idea of jerking shouto off crosses his mind, but that would be going too far for bakugou.Â
     you, however, encourage this behavior, telling them to put on a show for you as you try not to cringe at the feeling of shoutoâs cum drying on your bare back.
     so, itâs shouto who finds himself reaching for katsukiâs dick without a second thought, and he heats up his hand a bit to tease the poor blond (there is nothing poor about that manâŚ), causing him to hiss in a mix of surprise and pleasure.Â
     âshitâyouâd think you would ask someone before just grabbing their dick,â he grunts out, making shouto chuckle a bit at his words.
     âsorry,â he says simply, thumb running over the leaky slit of his mushroom-headed tip, and he really, really wishes he could suck him offâŚâŚ christ. maybe⌠maybe he should ask? you were the one who told them to put on a show after all..!
     shouto ultimately decides against it, though, too embarrassed to do so, and instead settles for jerking katsuki off slowly and with intent.Â
     ânnghââ bakugou nearly whimpersânot that heâd ever actually do something like that, obviouslyâand he pulls at shoutoâs hair, dick still sensitive from the way youâd sucked him off so good a few moments prior.
     it doesnât take too long before katsuki finds himself cumming sooner than heâd like to admit, biting down on shoutoâs neck in order to cope with the stimulation from his former classmate and fellow pro-hero.Â
    you, too, find yourself cumming rather quickly, back arching off the mattress as shouto slows his pace to a halt, pulling his hand away and licking katsukiâs cum off it while making full eye contact with himâsomething that, shamefully, turned both you and the blond on.Â
     you two would have to have a very serious discussion after this about how to move on from here, but for now, the two men turn their focus back to you, finally worn out for the night. katsuki easily shifts to lay next to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist as shouto moves to get off the bed and go back to his guest room where heâd lay awake for the rest of the nightâuntil he hears you call out for him softly, inviting him to sleep in your bed for the night; something katsuki doesnât protest against, too tired to do soâand even if he did, his heart wouldnât be in it. unfortunately, he very much enjoyed his time with the two of you tonight, and might seriously have to entertain your future request of letting shouto join your relationship.
     in the meantime, however, shouto abides and comes to lay on the other side of you, flushed and sweaty body pressing against your back as your chest smushes against katsukiâs significantly warmer one, and youâre quickly lulled to sleep by the sound of his heartbeat and shoutoâs steady breathing.
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bff reader x lando where theyâre at a party maybs in monaco? pool party and stuff and the night gets messy but lando and reader stays out in the pool till late,and he becomes all clingy bc itâs getting cold and he likes reader 𼚠coz iâm a sucker for bff x lando aswell as cute smutty jealous lando,idk if youâll be able to make something out of this but thank uuuu âşď¸ xoxo
I love a good best friends to lovers
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Summary: When a fun pool party turns into a hurtful disaster, the only good thing to come from it is two confessions.
Warnings: wandering hands đ, y/nâs ex, slightly jealous Lando, PROTECTIVE lando, the use of âwhoreâ (not in an attractive way) language, major fluff at the end like i was blushing at my own writing
Note: I THINK I LOVE THIS ONE GUYS
To be honest, nobody told Y/n that her ex, David, was on the invite list. As she stood next to Max, him a rambling and blushing mess over Pietra - who was laughing with her friends in the cutest bikini across the way, Y/n tried to convince herself that her eyes were lying. There was no way in hell David was walking through the door to the backyard of whosever house Lando had dragged her to. There was no way in hell David was making eye contact with her, a sickening smile on his face as her presence greeted him. There was no way in hell David was walking toward her.
No way in hell.
Except, there was!
Davidâs hand squeezed the flesh of her arm as he grinned down at her, âY/n! Whatâre you doing here?â
She blinked a few times, her fingers slightly denting the plastic of her cup as his sliminess seeped into her skin, âDavid! Lando brought me here. What about you?â
The problem with David was that he was always intimidated by Lando. Whether that was because Lando had a bigger build and had a few inches on him or because of the fact that Lando was more successful, she never could tell. However, all she knew was that one of the reasons they broke up was because of his continuous insecurity that controlled their fights over Lando. No matter how many times she reassured him or told him Lando was just a friend, David would never relent. In his mind, Lando and her were basically fucking on the side.
His eyes turned a darker shade, âLandoâs here?â
She nodded, âYes, he got invited and had a plus one.â
David scoffed, âOh, and youâre the plus one, I suppose.â
âYes, she is.â Landoâs voice interrupted the conversation. His body stuck to Y/nâs side like glue, his hand around her waist, as he stared the man down. Another problem with their previous relationship - Lando and David hated each other. At first, Lando had kept an open mind to his best friendâs boyfriend, albeit he was a little standoffish, but the moment Y/n started to show up at his door - sobbing - in the middle of the night because of some bullshit David had said during a fight, Lando was immediately turned off.
Lando was always protective over the people he loved, attentive and caring to its fullest potential. But, with Y/n, there had always been an inherent need to be there for her through everything from the moment he met her. The way he was with her stood out among the rest. They could try and explain the deep connection away with certain things they shared in common, they had tried, but everybody knew.
Davidâs chest puffed up higher, not enough to scare Lando though, âLando.â
Each syllable drenched in a need to exert dominance, Davidâs words made the McLaren Driver glance down at the girl tucked under his arm. His eyes, the ones she could always read, asked for her to trust him. She always would. She smiled back at him.
With the reassurance, Landoâs hand came to rest dangerously low on her back, âIs there anything more you need to say to my girlfriend?â
She did trust him, just didnât expect that to come out of his mouth. Her fingers almost ripped through the cup in her hands as her firm hold continued.
Davidâs eyes bulged, âGirlfriend?!â
From some place deep within herself, one she had never met before, Y/n nodded feverishly, âYeah, we got together a few months ago.â
Landoâs body leaned into her and it all began to feel⌠comfortable. They would never address it, but there was always some sort of unspeakable tension between them that made hangouts and interactions a bit intense and awkward, too much for people who were supposed to be the closest of friends. For once, as their hands were allowed to sit nicely on places they had been too aware of every time they touched each other, that sense of heightened uncertainty was completely gone.
Replaced was warm palms.
A soft smile plastered on Landoâs face was quickly gone the moment David laughed, âOh, I saw this coming for ages.â His gaze, dangerous and angry, shifted to Y/n and Lando almost moved his entire body in front of her. Honestly, he wished he had as David mumbled in her direction, âWhore.â
Max, sipping on his drink off to the side, choked as he watched Landoâs entire body tense up. His arm, that was once wrapped around his âgirlfriendâ, very quickly came to clutch the manâs shirt, shoving him harshly.
âWhatâd you say?!â Lando said, right in his face as Pietra came to pull Y/n away. The two girls held hands tightly as the entire partyâs attention was turned toward the spectacle that was Y/nâs ex-boyfriend and her speculated new one.
Davidâs face went pale, âNothing.â
Lando pushed him away once more, slapping his chest harshly before pointing a finger in his face, âSay that about her again and I will make your life a living hell, I swear to God.â
David coughed out an apology to which Lando spit on his shoes and said, âSay it to her not me, dick.â
Her eyes caught his as he stuttered it out, pure fear etched into them - something she had never seen before. He was always eager to make her feel scared during an argument. It was weird to see him in the same position he had put her in multiple times before.
When he stumbled away, out the same door he had come from twenty minutes before, Lando stopped being concerned with the cameras around him, waltzing right up to his Y/n and holding her head in his hands. He whispered, âYou good?â
She nodded, leaning into his hands as he began to lead her into the house. She knew it was his friendâs house, but she didnât expect for him to know the complete layout of it when he brought her to the kitchen so effortlessly.
She looked around, âIâm not hungry.â
He nodded, shrugged, âI know, but I thought we could hide out in here while everyone filters out.â
Her head peeked around the corner and, sure enough, the guests who were once lingering around the pool in the back were now scurrying through the door.
Lando chuckled, âGuess Davidâs a downer.â
â
An hour later, dinner ingested and everybody gone, Y/n found herself back in the backyard. Her body laid against the concrete of the pool as she stared at the place where David had been, calling her names, an hour and a half before. It hurt to think about, wonder if thatâs what he had genuinely thought of her throughout their relationship. Nobody knew that it all got to her, the comments under Landoâs posts about her being something entertaining for him and the others on Twitter talking about the same things David had muttered before, but it did. No matter how much she tried to make it seem as though she knew those claims were ridiculous, a part of her did, she had gradually begun to internalize it all, creating a deep sore spot.
Nobody knew.
Well, except for him.
Landoâs footsteps pattered against the cold ground before they begun splashing around as he submerged himself in the water. She turned around to see him, one arm hanging on to the edge of the pool while the other wadded in the water. He smiled at her as he begun swimming toward her, coming to rest skin-to-skin right next to her.
He looked on at the spot she was so infatuated with before whispering, âYou know what he said was completely wrong, right?â
All she could do was nod, her voice would not be convincing. She knew that. Lando knew that and thatâs why his arm creeped around her torso, holding her close.
His mouth was right next to her ear, âItâs not true, Y/n.â
There was a deep sincerity in his words that hit her heart hard, prompting her fingers to trail up his arm before clutching his shoulder. Her head turned, their faces inches apart, and she smiled, âThank you.â
His body fell further into the water as he let go of the edge, pulling her flush against him right after. He was gentle in his touches as he guided her legs to wrap around him, continuing to hold her waist as her arms wrapped around his neck. A dark, starry sky above them illuminated the twinkle in Landoâs eye. One Y/n found hard to explain away.
He pushed the wet hair out of her face, âHe didnât know what he had.â
Her fingers traced and memorized the sharpness of his cheekbones, âAre you saying you do?â
Her question, however bold, opened their friendship up. For once, one of them was giving the other the opportunity to confess whatever had manifested throughout the time theyâd spent together.
She could see it in his eyes, the hesitation and fear in moving into that space with her. Sure, they had been uncomfortable together before, but this was different. This was an opening for something that could make or break them.
This was life or death to Lando.
Though, by the way she smiled at him, he knew he would be stupid, wrong her like David had, if he continued to sweep it all under the rug, âYes.â
Her hands stopped moving about his face, instead cradling it, âWhat does that mean, Lan?â
Her question made his heart stop, the moment it all came down to, âY/n, I hated seeing you with him. I hated seeing you with all of them. I couldnât stand to see you hanging onto someone elseâs arm. It made my skin crawl. And, today, when I got to be the guy that had you under his arm, especially when I got to look your satanic ex-boyfriend in the eye and tell him you were mine, nothing felt better than that. Iâve always known what I had when it came to you. I just wish you would let me show that.â
Her hands tangled in his hair as he continued to hold her, his feet stabilizing them as he stood in the pool. She exhaled a breath, took a moment to think, before leaning closer, âI never said you couldnât.â
Even in the cold of the night, his face warmed with a tinge of redness. He squeezed her lightly, allowing a moment of silence to pass as they looked at each other before whispering back, âItâs chilly out here.â
Her giggling warmed his body, âLan, what does that have to do with any of this?â
His hand moved delicately up her back before resting on the nape of her neck, pulling her lips closer, âIâm thinking a kiss or two might warm us up.â
She smiled again and her thumb rubbed against his jawline, âOh, I got it. I love that idea.â
Max and Pietra watched from the living room, hearing Lando laugh before the two were kissing in the soft light of the backyard. The couple rejoiced on the couch, jumping and down with no regard for Max and Landoâs friend yelling at them to get down. However, once he looked to see what they were screaming about, he joined them too. It felt like everyone had been waiting for this moment. The moment when Y/n and Lando realized that their friendship was never just that and the love they had for each other was never just love. It was something completely indescribable, but as long as the whispers of love they shared between kisses in that pool continued, that would feel like enough.
It sure as hell was more than enough for the smiling, blushing idiot of a Brit who was kicking himself for not telling his Y/n just how much of his she really had been all along.
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Hiii :) I saw your requests tips and saw that you didn't write for dub/non con and I don't know if this count as one so just feel free to not respond!
So reader is in a relationship with the Marauders and is starting to randomly think about a past SA and realise this was SA only now bc her brain has been blocking the memory and information. She tells the boys (and maybe Barty idk) about it after sometime of overthinking it and self blaming so it's just like super fluff at the end <3
(it's my personal experience but if you don't feel comfortable writing about it just feel free to ignore it :). Sorry for the bad orthograph english isn't my first language đŤśđť)
first of all - your English is fucking fantastic (and you know more words than I do - I had to look up what an orthograph was) secondly, I turned this into more of a conversation between reader and her ship. and for plot purposes this became poly!wolfstar - hope that's okay!
poly!wolfstar x fem!reader who opens up about past SA
CW: discusses themes of sexual consent, inebriation, and SA. Describes past SA and abusive relationships. Describes drunkeness, alcohol, and drinking. viewer discretion is advised.
You could tell it was taking Sirius a lot of effort to appear to be too fussed over Lily, James, and Regulus at the end of the party, but he pretended to gag every time anything even remotely romantic or sexual was brought up about his brother.
âWhat do you think happens when they go home, Pads?â Remus muttered quietly, causing Sirius to slap his hands against his ears.
âWould you shut up, Moons? I am not interested in hearing about my brotherâs sexual habits, thank you.â
Unfortunately for Sirius, Lily didnât get the memo.Â
âAre we le-leaving!?â She shrieked through a hiccup as James held most of her weight up against his side and Regulus gathered her purse and shoes sheâd since lost.
âYes sweets; weâre gonna get you to bed.â James said quietly.
A salacious smirk took over Lilyâs face as she tried (and failed) to grab James by the chin. âTo bed, hm?â
Regulus snorted, though no one missed the blush that dusted his cheeks. âTo sleep, Lils.â
Lily groaned dramatically and seemed to go âno bonesâ in James' grip as he grunted and tried to keep her from hitting the ground. âWhy not.â
âBecause you smell like you bathed in a bottle of schnapps, sweetheart.â James placated.
âSo?â Lily grumbled though acquiesced to helping James keep her up right. âWe can even do that thing you like.â She tried to sing sensually, but her efforts were in vain as every other word came out slurred.Â
Sirius grumbled causing James to blush.Â
âNot tonight, angel. Weâll cuddle, okay?â
Lily scoffed and turned her sights onto Regulus. âYou agree with me, right? Right Reggie? You agree- you agree with me?â
âAlmost always.â Regulus agreed quickly, offering Lily his arm as to share her weight with James. âJust not tonight, my love.â
âYou guys are no fun.â Lily whined as she allowed her two boyfriends to usher her out of Remus and Siriusâ shared flat.
Unfortunately for Sirius, no one missed Regulus leaning into Lilyâs hair and promising that âtheyâd have lots of fun tomorrow to make up for it.â
âI hate them all.â Sirius grumbled with no real malice as he stood and made his way over to you before offering you both of his hands. âWhat do you say, dollface? Ready for bed too?â
Remus answered âyesâ as you accepted Siriusâ help up which sparked a debate between the two of them whether or not Remus could be considered âdollfaceâ to which you secretly agreed that yes he could but ultimately refused to participate in such nonsense.
You got ready for bed in a haze as you replayed Regulus, James, and Lilyâs conversation in your head. You werenât sure what exactly you were so stuck on, but something about the exchange caused something deep within your gut to churn unpleasantly.Â
âYou feeling alright, dovey?â Remus asked gently, pressing a kiss to your hairline as you reentered their bedroom after washing your face, carrying your toiletries with you so as not to hog the bathroom.
Sirius (and Remus) had been begging you to spend your nights here with them nearly since the very beginning of your relationship, but you argued that you did not want to pay rent for a flat you never saw.Â
He then started nagging you to give up the lease on your flat and just âsodding move in with them alreadyâ, but it still felt a little too fresh for that.
So, you spent most nights (but not all) at their flat; living out of duffle bags and toiletry bags.
You hummed in confirmation to Remusâ question, moving towards the mirror above Siriusâ dresser to finish your skincare routine as Remus took his turn with the washroom.
âYou sure, sweetness? Youâve been awfully quiet tonight; did you have fun?â Sirius continued as he went digging through what you knew to be Remusâ drawers searching for Siriusâ favourite shirt which was really Remusâ shirt but no one bothered to argue with the black-haired boyâŚanymore.
âI had fun.â You agreed, massaging product into your face.
âUh huh.â Sirius commented, not sounding at all convinced as he came up behind you and hooked his chin over your shoulder; watching as you completed your nightly routine through the mirror. âYou had so much fun and thatâs why you look like Moony when he canât figure out one of those crosswords in the Daily Prophet?â
You chuckled softly, but something in your lack of enthusiasm (or your lack of disdain) for his joke seemed to tip him off.Â
âWhatâs going on in here, hm?â He asked as he pressed a kiss to your temple.Â
âI justâŚâ You started, sighing as you made yourself busy by tidying up your belongings and refusing to make eye contact with him. âIâve just been thinking about Reg, James, and Lilyâs conversation.â
That caused a dramatic groan to rip through Siriusâ chest as he leaned his forehead against your shoulder.
âWhat now?â Remus asked jokingly as he returned from the washroom.Â
âSheâs thinking about Regulus, James, and Lily in bed.â Sirius accused; voice muffled in the fabric of your sleepwear.Â
You scoffed defensively, claiming you were âabsolutely notâ at the same time Remus commented âarenât we allâ which started a very loud bickering match between your two boyfriends.Â
The arguing only ceased when Remus âswore on his motherâs lifeâ that Sirius was âby far the superior Black brother.âÂ
Placated, Sirius turned his sights back to you as you sat on the edge of the bed. âSo, what were you really thinking about their conversation?â
Remus, having walked in with only enough time to rile Sirius up, popped his head up at that. âEverything alright, dove?â
You sighed as you turned to face them. âI was just confused, I guess.â You admitted. âI thinkâŚLily was hoping to have sex tonight?â
Sirius groaned again which earned him a swat from Remus who seemed to pick up on some of the tension radiating through your body.
âYesâŚIâd agree.â Remus responded carefully.
âAnd Reg and James said no?â
Siriusâ head tilted at that as he considered you with furrowed brows. âWell, of course, doll. She was drunk.â He said simply, as if that explained it all.Â
âSoâŚthey wouldnât have sex with her because she was drunk?â You clarified.
The boys shared a glance with one another before they each took a seat on the bed, prompting you to turn your body so you were all facing each other.
âSo, all parties have to be able to consent, right?â Remus started.Â
You nodded quickly at that.Â
âBut when one party is inebriated or under the influence, they canât consent.â Sirius continued.
You felt your eyebrows twitch as you looked down at the pattern on your bed spread. âEven though she was asking?â
âShe wasnât in her right mind, dove.â Remus explained gently; eyes full of compassion and, perhaps, some sadness. âShe may have woken up tomorrow and not remembered anything, or perhaps worse, regretted something. Itâs Regulus and Jamesâ jobs to keep her safe, just like Iâm sure she keeps them safe when the roles are reversed.â
And now you could understand why their conversation seemed to catch you so off guard.Â
âYouâre so pretty like this; drunk and all mine.â
âHave a few more; we always have more fun when you let loose.â
âButâŚIâm really tired.â âAll youâve got to do is lay there - Iâll do all the work.â
âYou donât remember last night? Thatâs too bad; I wonât be forgetting that any time soon.â
âYouâre such a good little whore for me when youâve had a few too many.âÂ
You hadnât realised you had zoned out of the conversation until Sirius was leaning into your field of vision. âYou okay, sweets?â
âYeah.â You said breathlessly before clearing your throat. âNo, sorry. Iâm fine.â
âWhy were you asking?â Remus queried; tone hardening slightly, alerting you to the fact that he smelled trouble.Â
âI was just wondering.â You fibbed.
âYou know we would do the same, right?â Sirius asked earnestly. âThat we have done the same for you.â
âYou have?â
âYes, my love.â Remus whispered. âAlways.â
You nodded and looked back down at the bedspread. âOkay.â
âY/N.â Sirius called with a certain level of severity; though you detected no anger or frustration in his tone. âWhy were you asking?â He repeated Remusâ earlier question after your gaze met his imploring silver eyes.Â
You quickly looked down at your hands as you began picking at the hangnails around your fingers. âI was just confused; that has not always been my experience.â You admitted quietly; shame coursing through your body as you digested this new information.
The room was quiet for a moment as Remus shuffled scrupulously closer to you. âNo?â He whispered; voice intoned with a level of gentleness you werenât accustomed to hearing.Â
You began to feel all sorts of discomfort at the heavy attention being focused on you in the room. âIt was usually quite the opposite.â You joked; voice rising to a higher octave in an attempt to make light of the situation as you pulled back the covers and made to retreat to the relative safety of the boysâ bed.Â
âWhoa, whoa. What does that mean?â Sirius implored, earning him a gentle warning âPadsâ from Remus.
âIâm sorry.â You placated, still uncomfortable with this heavy atmosphere you seem to have blanketed over what had been a really nice evening. âI shouldnât have said anything.â
âNo, I-â Sirius began, cutting himself off and taking a breath you could tell was an attempt to calm himself down. He shuffled closer to you and wrapped his hand around one of your ankles through the blanket as he rubbed soothing circles against it. âYou can always talk about anything with us; itâs important that we talk about these things, yeah?â
âOnly if youâre comfortable, of course.â Remus mollified. âBut I do agree with Sirius; if youâre comfortable, I think itâs good for us to talk about these things.âÂ
âIt was just my last relationship.â You admitted finally. âHe didnâtâŚagree - with the consent thing, that is.â
Remusâ lips pursed as Siriusâ jaw tightened.Â
âHeâd sleep with you when you were drunk?â Remus asked cautiously.Â
âYeah.â You agreed half-heartedly, picking at your nail beds. âOr encourage me to drink more soâŚâ
Remus let out a sigh and you could tell Sirius was fighting back the urge to grumble.Â
âIâm sorry,â You offered again. âI really didnât mean to bring all this up, I just-â
âI really, really donât want you to apologise anymore.â Sirius nearly begged.Â
âI donât understand how someone could do that.â Remus mused aloud. âTo anyone; and someone they claimed to love?â
You mistook Remusâ rhetorical question for an actual need for clarification. âHe said I was more fun; that Iâd try things I wouldnât normally.â
Sirius did finally let out an angry huff and his fingers stilled on your ankle. âWho?â
âYou donât know him.â You countered quickly, bringing your knees up to your chest and wrapping your arms around them as you rested your chin on your knees.Â
âLucky him.â Sirius muttered darkly as Remus shifted closer to you.Â
âIâm sorry dove.â He offered quietly; holding out his hand to you in a silent invitation. You accepted it, and as you gave him your hand, he gently encouraged you over to him until you were cradled in his arms.
âI didnât tell you to be sorry.â You murmured quietly as Remus began pressing kisses to the raw and reddened skin around your fingers you hadnât realised you had nearly shredded in your tension.Â
âI know you didnât.â He whispered. âIâm still sorry, anyhow.â
âI think itâs nice⌠that the boys were looking after Lily.â
Remus hummed in agreement though he still looked particularly disturbed. Â
âThatâs their job.â Sirius supplied, causing you and Remus to turn your heads towards your boyfriend whose eyes were red and shining with unshed tears.
âSirius.â You murmured miserably.
âJust like itâs our job to look after you.â He continued as if you hadnât said anything at all.
âAnd you do.â You agreed.
Sirius huffed and wiped at his face. âI hate to think of you being hurt orâŚor taken advantage of when I wasnât there to help you.â
Remus made a pitiful sound at that.Â
âYou didnât even know me then, Siri.â You offered, half teasing and half placating.Â
âSheâs alright, Sirius.â Remus comforted. âSheâs got us. Youâll be okay now, yeah?â
And you thought of your boys now; you thought of Sirius near tears thinking of someone taking advantage of you during a time you hadnât even known him, you thought of Remus currently cradling you like you were a precious thing he feared losing if he didnât hold you with the utmost care, and you thought of their friends - the kind of people who they surrounded themselves with and had the same morals as they did.
YeahâŚyou think you might just be okay now.
#marauders era#marauders au#marauders fanfiction#reader insert#self insert#sirius black#remus lupin#remus lupin x reader#remus lupin x you#sirius black x reader#sirius black x you#sirius x remus#wolfstar#poly!wolfstar#poly!wolfstar x reader#poly!wolfstar x you#poly!wolfstar blurb#poly!wolfstar imagine#poly!wolfstar fic#poly!wolfstar hurt/comfort#marauders hurt/comfort#sirius black hurt/comfort#remus lupin hurt/comfort#past SA#conversations of consent#fem!reader#ellecdc fics
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Welcome Home (jack hughes x gf!reader)
summary: fluff! you've been studying abroad in France for the past three months, and your boyfriend jack plans a surprise welcome home party. he's deemed this night as the perfect time to tell you he loves you (feat. quinn hughes, luke hughes, nico hischier, jesper bratt, nicole laud, trevor zegras)
warnings!! cursing, glass breaking idk, trevor and nico being idiots
a/n just a short lil blurb bc I wanted to write for jack. had to give luke a bit of the spotlight bc I just love him sm
wc: 1.5k
âNo no no! Itâs not straight enough!â Jack yelled to his brother Quinn who was standing on a barstool placing a banner on the wall. âMove it up. No, not to the side! Move it up! Keep it straight!â
âJack, itâs really difficult to do this while youâre screaming in my face!â Quinn yelled back, causing Jack to take a step away. âLet me remind you that you practically begged me to do this!â
âI did not beg you!â
âYes you did! You said âQuinn we have to hang this banner up, but youâre so much better at doing it than I amâ when we all know that youâre just scared to stand on the stool!â
âIâm not scared!â
âOh yeah?â
âYeah!â
âOkay Hotshot, you get up here and do it then!â Jack kept his spot standing safely on the ground, keeping his stare on Quinn. âThat's what I thought. Go run along.â Quinn shooed Jack away with his hand and continued trying to center the banner. Jack made his way through your apartment which was now crowded with your closest friends. You had been studying abroad in France for the past three months, and you were finally coming home to New York. Your boyfriend, Jack, thought it would be perfect to bring everyone you missed so much, right to your door. It was a surprise welcoming party of course, knowing Jack Hughes he had to add some flare. He hoped that when you caught sight of his grand gesture, youâd reward him with kisses and all the love your heart could hold. The two of you had been dating for five months now, and have yet to say âI love youâ to each other. You both felt it and knew it, but you both had fear of rejection which stopped you. Jack had decided when he began planning this, that he would tell you right then and there. Everyone could tell how anxious he was trying to make everything perfect just for you. He paced around the living room, occasionally flipping his hat from backwards to forwards every couple seconds. He made his way to the kitchen and began straightening the bowls of snacks, making sure they were perfectly lined up with each other.
âSheâs gonna love it, Jack. Thereâs no reason to stress.â He looked over his shoulder to see Jesperâs wife, Nicole, wearing a half-smile as she tried to comfort his nerves. Jack returned the smile, and relaxed his shoulders.
âNot his fault that heâs pussy whipped, babe. Even if he hasnât had the pussy in three months. Jesper said with a hit to Jackâs back. His words earned a slap to the shoulder from his wife.
âHeâs not whipped!â Her tone grew angry. âHeâs in love.â Jackâs face tinted red as Jesper began to laugh at the sight of his teammate so flustered. Heâd never heard it out loud from someone else, and he worried that Nicole somehow saw through him.
It was now ten minutes until you arrived. You were so sick of the airport and you never wanted to step foot into one again. The cab ride back to your apartment was your favorite part of the day. You got to sight see all of the familiar buildings you had missed so dearly. Sure, you loved living in France, but France didnât have Jack Hughes. You thought youâd be going home to a quiet apartment where youâd read for a bit on the couch, and probably invite Jack over afterwards. Clueless and tired, you had no idea of the chaos that was currently unfolding in your one bedroom apartment in the city.
Everything was going perfectly according to Jack's plan, until Nico and Trevor started visually teaching a group of your girl friends one of Lukeâs famous plays. The two of them stood near the kitchen island as they explained, trying to impress the women.
âSo, I'm skating right here.â Trevor starts. âI got the puck with me, and then all of a sudden Luke comes swooshing in outta nowhere!â Nico tries to carry out Lukeâs play, stepping in front of Trevor which results in him accidentally pushing Trevor into one of the snack bowls that rested on the counter. The glass bowl shattered on the ground in front of them, causing Jack's head to pop up from the living room. He frantically ran over to the kitchen after grabbing the broom for the closet. Nico and Trevor immediately began picking up the big chunks of broken glass while Jack brought over the broom. As he was just about to start sweeping the shards of glass and chips on the floor, he felt his phone buzz from his pocket.
You: hey lil jizzy finally made it to my apartment :)) come over whenever you want iâll be here
âShit! Y/nâs here!â Jack yelled out to everyone in the apartment. People began running into your bedroom, as Jack, Nico, Trevor, Jasper, Nicole, Quinn, and Luke frantically tried to clean up the place. Quinn looked up from the mess to see the banner heâd just hung starting to fall off the wall.
âJack! The banner!â He shouted, causing Jack to whip his head at the wall.
âFuck the banner! Itâs go time!â Jack finished sweeping the broken pieces of glass into the dustpan, throwing it into the trash, and bolting towards your room. Nico and Trevor followed behind him. Quinn ran to where the banner was, but without a stool he wasnât able to bring it down.
âIâll get it! Just go!â Luke frantically yelled at him, watching as he turned out the lights of the apartment and raced to your room shutting the door behind him. Luke reached up to grab the banner, tugging it down, but one of the sides was snagged on something hanging on your wall. He anxiously tried pulling it down as he heard your keys jingle from the other side of the door. Luckily, he finally was able to snag it down, crumpling it up and throwing it on the ground. In this moment, Luke realized he had nowhere to run to, and he stayed frozen in your kitchen, unable to move. You walked in the door, earbuds in your ears with your eyes glued to your phone. You let out a sigh of relief as you dropped your luggage and turned on the lights to your apartment. You slowly put your earbuds into your pocket, feeling the refreshing air of your own home. You looked up from your phone to see Luke standing in your kitchen, jumping at the sight of him. You tilted your head slightly as you traveled closer to him, standing near your bedroom door while he was behind the island.
âHey, Luke Hughes.â you said with a slight smile on your face. Luke sent you an awkward smile and a small wave. âWhat are you doing in my apartment?â Luke only rubbed the back of his neck, stepping on the crushed up banner below him hoping the people in your bedroom would save him. At his expense, they did not. Jackâs plan was to wait for you to open your bedroom door and then everyone would surprise you.
âI uhh..â Luke searched his mind for an excuse âI had to take a leak. Yeah. I had to piss a-and your place was the closest to me.â Your face grew confused as Luke was breaking down on the inside.
âYou donât have a key to my apartment.â You let out a confused laugh.
âI donât?â
âNo. You donât.â You shook your head pursing your lips. âSo unless this place was unlocked for three months-â
âSURPRISE!â Jack yelled and whipped open the door behind you, which caused a small scream to escape your lips. You looked into your bedroom to see all of your closest friends jumping up and down and laughing. Your smile grew wider in shock as Jack pulled you into a tight hug, everyone else scurrying out of the room.Â
âI missed you so much. You have no idea.â He kissed the top of your head and rocked you back and forth. Feeling his arms around you for the first time in three months was indescribable. Being on the phone with him every night was nothing compared to being engulfed in the scent of his cologne. You felt tears bubbled up in your eyes as you were just so grateful that Jack was there with you.
âYou did all of this for me?â You said pulling away from the hug, placing a hand on his cheek.
âYeah, of course.â Jack grinned wide. âCause, I love you.â Your eyes went wide as you tilted your head to the side.
âYou WHAT?â
âI love you!â He shouted in your face, giggling through his words. You quickly pulled him in to place a soft kiss on his lips.
âI love you too, Jacky.â You giggled, your lips ghosting his as he pulled you back in.
The party carried on swiftly, unlike before. Jack teased Luke about his stupid excuse for why he was in your kitchen. You and Jack were sitting on the couch together. He was leaned against the arm while you laid against him, letting your hand fall to his. The two of you stole kisses from each other throughout the night, knowing you were just two people who loved each other reunited for, hopefully, the last time.
#freeabortionslol#fanfic#imagine#x reader#jack hughes#jack hughes x reader#hockey#nhl imagine#nhl fanfiction#nhl hockey#nhl players#new jersey devils
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-> warnings: smut mention
-> a/n: are you able to pick up other peopleâs tabs at a bar? what even is a tab? idk. here are some unnecessarily long bruce hcs that i wrote at 1am
(edit): fun fact, this was the first set of sugar daddy!bruce hcs i wrote but ended up âscrappingâ bcs i didnât like the direction it was going inđ¨đżâđŚŻ
⢠honestly, you don't know how either of you ended up in this situation
The drink in your hands was starting to sweat.
One of your professors had given you the chance to attend a charity event of one of his more high society friends. Of course, while you were beyond grateful, you can easily say you'd much rather be at home binging your favorite series.
So here you were, sipping on your fourth glass of the evening without a single clue how you were gonna pay for them all. Your social battery was beyond drained as you were sitting by yourself at the bar, just about ready to call it a night.
All the other socialites in the room, however, seemed to be having a blast talking about politics or stocks or whatever it was that rich people talk about. Well, all except for one.
⢠on one hand hand there was you, a broke college student just looking for someone to pay for her drinks
⢠on the other, there was the rich billionaire who was searching for someone worthy enough of his time
⢠bruce had noticed you sitting alone at the bar, lightly sipping on an amethyst martini:
He takes the night off from his batman duties, and this is how he decides to spend it?
Bruce couldn't wrap his head around it either. Alfred was actually the one who talked him into going to this party. With him being one of the top donors, he was basically obligated to attend at this point.
While all the other party goers were standing around talking amongst each other, the billionaire found himself off in the corner, eyes sweeping the room to find all its nearest exits. In the midst off his mental scan though, he saw you.
The dress you wore was simple, yet it somehow made you glow against the warm lighting. Despite all the commotion in the room, your presence alone practically drew him in like a moth to a flame.
If Bruce was gonna be here all night, he might as well make things interesting, right?
⢠you hadn't noticed him approaching until the chair next to you was being pulled out
⢠you were hesitant to open up to him at first
⢠because why in the hell was one of the richest men in gotham talking to you of all people
⢠but after a while, the two of you practically sprung into conversation, talking about almost anything and everything.
⢠after talking for what felt like hours he asks you:
"Would you perhaps like to continue this conversation back at my place?"
⢠with the way his index finger was gently caressing your hand, you just knew that if you left with this man, you both would be doing anything but talking
⢠while you usually weren't one to sleep with strangers, one night of some fun couldnât hurt, right?
⢠plus you still needed to get these drinks paid for
"Only if you offer to pick up my tab."
⢠one thing led to another and you found yourself lying in one of the biggest beds of your life, getting fucked by one of the richest men in the world
⢠you and bruce ended up spending a very long night together. by the end of it, you both were practically comatose from it all
⢠the next morning, you woke up fully prepared to sign some sort of NDA and head on home
⢠or at least you were. until you felt the hot trail of kisses leading down from your neck
"Last night was incredible," The billionaire grumbled, the low murmur of his morning voice making butterflies appear in your stomach. Open-mouthed kisses continued to trail down the valley of your breasts, "I don't suppose you wanna do that again sometime, hm?"
⢠you almost had to pinch yourself to make sure you weren't still dreaming
⢠it was over breakfast that you both went over some of the necessary details neither of you seemed to bring up the night before
⢠you told him things about yourself like your age and how you typically didn't go home with strangers. you also ended up confessing how you were only at the same event as him because one of your professors gave you an invitation
⢠which then led to him asking what your major was
⢠âŚwhich led him to ask what university you attended
⢠âŚ.which then led to him offering to pay off your college expenses
⢠like hold on. pause for a second.
⢠did he fr just offer to pay your whole tuition?
⢠was the pussy that good???
⢠before you could think too much about it, bruce made sure to let you know that this would be a small dip into a very big bucket for him
⢠all he asked for in return was to spend another night with you
⢠of course he didn't expect you to come to a decision right away, so after exchanging numbers, he drove you home to think it over
⢠to be honest though, it didn't take you very long to consider things
⢠i mean you were practically swimming in student loans over here
⢠immediately after you called to give him a confirmation, your phone pinged with a notification
bruce w. sent over $860.
âbuy something nice for yourself and meet me tomorrow at seven. donât worry about transportation, iâll arrange a car for you.â
⢠and after that the rest was history
⢠being bruceâs sugar baby was honestly one of the best decisions youâve ever made
⢠after your second night with him was when he wanted to make things official between you two
⢠âofficialâ pretty much meant that he would volunteer to be your personal bank as long as you continued to keep him company
⢠even though it all sounded great, you werenât stupid.
⢠if you were to really go through with this you would need it written on paper. you wanted this shit documented
⢠so thatâs exactly what he did
⢠by the end of the day, bruce had his lawyers make a drafted copy of the terms and conditions your so called ârelationshipâ would entail (a draft that you were free to make changes to, of course)
⢠now that everything had been officially set in stone, most days you found yourself either attending charity events or maxing out his company credit card
⢠now if only bruce could tell you about a certain night job of hisâŚ
-> a/n: when i tell you these have been in my drafts for a MINUTEđ i think imma make a fic about how their relationship develops but first i wanna write the next part to my jason smau series
#i dont really like how the end turned out but this is all i got yallđ¤§#ALSO PLS DONT MIND ANY SPELLING MISTAKES ABEG#ďžĺ˝Ąâ [read all about it] â my writing#bruce wayne#bruce wayne hcs#bruce wayne x reader#sugar baby!reader#dc fanfiction#sugar daddy!bruce wayne#dc fanfic#bruce wayne headcanon#bruce wayne smut#bruce wayne fanfiction#bruce wayne fanfic#headcannons#fanfiction#bruce wayne x fem!reader#batman hcs#batman x reader#batman fanfiction#batman headcanon#batman x fem!reader
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dealer!ellie x reader
(head cannons)
based on the song daddy issues by the neighborhood
A/n: Im writing this on my notes app, have never written before but i fear if i donât write this it will never be writtenđ
currently going though a situation ship and im very touched starved so that is wear this is coming fromâźď¸
Idc if minors read
please give me feedback even if its not the nicest it is really appreciated!!
TW: erm lesbians, reader having daddy issues, casual by chappell roan mentioned, crying, panic attacks, anxiety, reader sits on ellies lap, weed, lmk if i missed anything!! no use of y/nâźď¸
Dealer Ellie who met you at a party having panic attack
Dealer Ellie who brought you back to a random couch at the frat party and gave you free weed to calm you down while having a meaningful conversations
Dealer ellie who drove you home and got your phone number
Now anytime you have a panic attack or anything close to one, you call ellie and she comes over with free weed/ holds your hand and comforts you the whole time
âhey pretty girlâ âthere you go prettyâ
when you smoke to much shes there to ground you
âits okay baby i got you, your safe with meâ
Soon after you both catch feelings, not telling each other because you donât want to ruin whats going on.
You call ellie one afternoon asking if she can come over, shes really busy but you dont need to know that and comes over.
you both end up confessing your feelings and make out on the couch, soon you both fall asleep in each others arms
by the end of that night you and ellie are bound by the hip (i think thats how the saying goes?? idk) ellie always with you in someway or some form.
Ellie soon finds out about your attachment issues and fear shes gonna leave you in some way, (hints daddy issuesđ
) but that fear is soon subsided by ellie and her always with and doting on you
at the beginning of you and ellies relationship, you tried not to get too comfortable but as soon as you do, you are clinging to ellie all the time.
(deals, in classes, restaurants, idk but always touching ellie and ellie always with or touching you in some way)
Getting with ellie didnt stop all your panic attacks or anxiety, when bad panic attacks would happen you would sit on ellies lap with a tv show playing in the background, ellie lighting a blunt, lightly placing it between your lips watching you inhale and exhale
Dealer ellie making that collage dealer bank, would take you shopping all the time.
no matter what your style, hyperfem, on the masculine side, or neither she would spoil the hell out of you.
You and ellie dont have sex untill about a month into the relationship, deciding to take it slow
You and ellie rarely ever got in fights, (you being sensitive also hints daddy issuesđ
) would cry when ellie raised her voice at you, not trying to be manipulative in the way that anytime you two get in disagreements you cry, but when she would yell, yes.
âellie that girl was flirting with you i saw itâ
âbabe no she wasntâ
âellie please just stop dealing to herâ
âbabe its my fucking job to deal what do you expect for a dealer in a collage campus not to get hit on?!â
when she heard sniffles her heart immediately dropped realizing that she yelled.
safe to say that girl never got another ounce of weed from ellie again.
i feel like all of ellies past relationships were just âcasualâ but with you it was very different!
Red wine supernova by chappell roan is definitely her favorite song on rise and fall of a midwest princess (but she relates to casual đ
the most)
The first time she took you to meet joel you cried bc your dad cut you off once he found out you were gay , and especially not a dad like joel
one time when you amd ellie once woke up early enough to make breakfast before classes, you started a playlist on you phone
Naked in manhattan by chappell roan started playing, you started dancing and ellie soon followed hugging you from behind kissing your neck
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at partyâs when ellies dealing, you would always be perched on her lap, facing ellie, counting her freckles
Ellie being ellie is horny when shes high, you being you are emotional when high but that doesnt stop yall from having heated moments when both of yall are high.
i feel like ellie would have Lunch by billie eilish playing when shes high and that always leads to a long (fun) night
thanks for reading dykesâźď¸
#ellie x reader#dealer!ellie#ellie williams#ellie willams x reader#ellie tlou#ellie x you#Spotify#mean!ellie x reader#ellie the last of us#ellie x reader fluff
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hi girlie! idk if yr taking requests so feel free to discard it but i was listening to agora hills by doja cat and the idea of reader being famous artist and joost being the fan just didnât leave me aloneđđđŠľ
thank you for the request đŤśđť i hope you guys enjoy it <3
Stargirl Interlude â˝ď˝Ąâ Joost Klein
Summary: youâre a famous singer meeting one of your fans
Warnings: none, just fluff and two fangirls meeting each other (maybe smut in pt. 2 bc this ends in a cliffhanger kinda), not proofread, afab!reader, no use of Y/N
WC: 1.1k
A/N: guys pls lmk if i should do a part two (i will) đŤ
What you loved most about your job was seeing the happy faces of your fans whenever you came on stage. Well, it wasnât really a job to you, it was your destiny to stand on stage and make people happy.
You loved when the crowd chanted your name, absolutely making every stage performance of yours better when they sang the lyrics. It made you proud. And it was everything you dreamed of when you were a child. Seeing people happy and being able to help them with your music somehow.
Nonetheless, every time you went on stage you were nervous. It was a feeling that accompanied you ever since you started your career.
Today you performed in a club in Amsterdam. Youâve never actually travelled to the Netherlands before so you were really excited. Not only to perform but also to explore the city, since it was your last tour stop you were doing at the moment.
Right now you were getting all set up to go on stage. You could already hear the people outside waiting for you to come out and start the show. âYouâre going to kill it babes.â Your best friend, Tommy, said as he came to a stand beside you with a drink for you which you accepted with a thanks and sipped on it. âI really hope so.â Smiling you gave him the empty cup.
Tommy always travelled with you. He has been there for you since the very beginning of your career and never left your side, always calming your nerves before the shows started and you were so fucking thankful for him. âJeez stop being so nervous! Youâre a bomb you know that and now go out there and fucking show them what you got!â He cheered you on and you laughed. Giving him one last hug and taking a deep breath you ran out
âAMSTERDAM ARE YOU READY?! LETS GET THIS PARTY GOING!â You yelled and instantly felt happiness and relief flowed your body as the crowd screamed and just went completely crazy.
And so you started your show, loving the way all the people singing with you. It really filled your heart with joy. After an hour or so you were out of breath and just needed some water. Your hair was sticking to your sweaty forehead but honestly? You couldnât be happier. Looking throughout the crowd you smiled. âGosh weâre having some really good looking guys here tonight done we?â You grinned and the crowd screamed.
And with âgood looking guysâ you meant one particular one that caught your eye since the beginning of the show. Of course you knew who he was. You saw him on your TikTok the whole time, liking way too many edits that popped up on your For-You-Page.
Eyes roaming the crowd again they stopped at him for a short moment but you were sure he noticed. âNever thought an Eurovision candidate would be a fan of mine.â You now grinned at the blonde, walking towards the front of the stage and kneeling down. âJoost mother fucking Klein is listening to my music guys!â You screamed and the crowd cheered again. Eyes darting to him, you saw him laugh. It would be a lie to say you didnât listen to his music, even though you didnât understand a word.
Walking to the back of the stage to your DJ you said something to him and soon the melody of Europapa was blasting through the speakers and you and almost the whole audience did that silly little dance and you saw Joost laughing and cheering, definitely liking it.
After the song finished you kept on going with your show, watching Joost sing along to all of your songs. Something you never thought would happen. You played your last few songs, totally forgetting the time and soon everything was over. âTHANK YOU AMSTERDAM!! I LOVE YOU!â You screamed into the mic, your eyes finding the blondes again, before walking off stage.
âJesus babes that was amazing!â Tommy practically yelled and hugged you, making you giggle. âThanks Tommy, hey, could you get Joost backstage?â You asked in your sweetest voice possible, bashing your lashes at him and he grinned. âUhhh.â Scoffing you hit his arm earning a huff from him. âI see what I can do.â And with that he was off.
Walking back to your dressing room you flipped down on the couch, taking a cup with whatever liquor was inside, and opened your instagram. Your DMâs and notifications were flooded with messages, pictures and videos of what just happened. People already shipped you and even had a name for the both of you. You giggled and went on TikTok, notifications blowing up on there as well. Being so concentrated on your phone you didnât hear the knock that was coming from the door.
As you finally did notice tho you quickly yelled a âyeah?â and the door opened. Joost standing in the doorway.
Sitting up straight now you smiled widely. âHey.â He breathed out like he couldnât believe heâs finally meeting you. âHi.â You smiled back and got up to hug him. âCanât believe Iâm finally meeting you.â Joost chuckled and you smiled, pulling away. âReally?â He nodded. âBeen listening to your music for a while now actually.â He confessed and it made you really proud somehow. âWell thank you.â You giggled.
Both of you sat down and started to chatter away and you couldnât stop yourself from noticing how he was smiling the whole time as he was excitedly talking to you about everything. And you got along so well. The time flew by so fast and soon it was 4 in the morning.
âI should get going.â Joost said as he looked at his phone. You just nodded. âYeah Iâm so done. Need a lot of sleep now. Long day tomorrow. I want to do some sightseeing.â You smiled, pulling your knees to your chest. âHey uh.â Joost started and scratched the back of his head nervously. âHow about I give you my number and you hit me up? I can show you around if you want.â
Your eyes lit up as you nodded. âIâd really like that you smiled as he dropped his shoulder. You didnât even noticed how nervous he actually was to ask you that question. Handing over his phone you quickly typed your number down along with his name. He smiled as you gave it back to him. âThen good night I guess. I see you around then.â
And with that he walked out of the club, not being able to stop the smile that was forming on his face. Taking his phone out he looked at your contact and chuckled.
You saved yourself on his phone as âStargirl Interlude đŤâ, your stage name.
#joost klein#12 points to the netherlands#joost klein x reader#joostice#joost klein imagine#joost klein smut#justice for joost#eurovision 2024
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i can't stop thinking about Stanford!art in his backwards hat!! could u maybe write something for Stanford art plsss no pressure tho.
warnings! frat boy!art, drinking and suggestiveness (?)
josieâs notes! loved this look sm đ§ââď¸ pls tell me if yall understand the ending bc idk if i was too vagueâŚ
You donât know where it came fromâ besides the obvious Stanford merch shop on campus. Art just began to wear the cap every day. He always defended the look with âit helps keep the hair from my eyesâ and how the girls âtotally dig itâ.
He was right, even when being sarcastic about it. You did âdigâ it.
It gave him the flare of a true college stud, especially when he decided to join a lesser-known frat and paired the red hat with a Kappa Alpha t-shirt on.
God, you would feel the drool pooling in your mouth the first time he gave you a peek at the new look.
Frat boys werenât your type, but when Art sported the charisma one could get only from brotherhood, it was just so attractive.
âIf you take a picture it will last longer.â
Art appeared in front of you with a red solo cup in one hand and the other stuffed into his jeans. Fuck, you were caught.
Parties became a regular occurrence in Artâs social life, which eventually meant it became one in yours, too. Especially when your mutual friends swear youâre only seen together⌠which isnât true!
âYou donât think my eyes are pretty?â You fluttered your eyelashes up at the boy, your intoxicated state influencing the confidence that gushed from your features.
âVery pretty,â he smiled. Art was surprisingly tolerant of his alcohol, which is something youâve questioned for the past two years of your close friendship. You, on the other hand.
âMm, like your hat,â you reached a hand up to twist the rim of his cap. Now he had been shadowing his forehead rather than the back of his neck.
Now he looked like a golfing dad, especially with the million dollar twinkle in his eye and the way he charmed you to the bone.
Unhappy with the new look, Art took the hat completely off of his head and fixed it on yours. The canvas material of the hat wrinkled around the width of your head and even slid to the space between your brows. Nonetheless, your smile persisted.
He was convinced it lit up the whole room.
âYour head is big,â was all you could say, giggling at how he rolled his eyes and threatened to take the hat back by lunging one of his large hands toward the cap. You swung up your forearm in defense, turning your head away from the boy.
Art pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, watching you twirl away from his playful attacks. âMine now?â you asked.
âNo-no, but keep it on âtil the morning,â he flicked your forehead, just above the adjustable snaps of the cap.
You rose an eyebrow in question. âMorning?â
Art didnât say anything else. Instead, he just wrapped his fingers around the rim of your cup sauntered off to the kitchen.
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BAD IDEA RIGHT?
PAIRING lee juyeon x f!reader
WORD COUNT 4.10k
GENRES ⌠smut
WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, literally porn with plot. like iâm so insane, enemies to âwe fuckinâ as reese put it đĽ°, frat boy tbz again!!!, juyo is literally so irritating in the first half im not even gonna lie, heâs also a manwhore, making out, reader is a bit of a brat, juyeon has a dirty mouth, kinda dom!juyeon, vaginal fingering, oral (m! receiving), SHOWER SEX !12!1!, heâs hitting it from the back btw, unprotected sex, creampie, juyeon is actually⌠i donât even know how to describe him writing his character made me want to claw at the walls lol
SUMMARY deep down youâre fully aware that youâre probably making a huge mistake by giving into juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. but paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you canât seem to find a logical reason to stop.
MORE heheheh im back đ¤ oh my god this was actually the cause of a week full of sleepless nights. i genuinely drove myself crazy writing this bc NEED FRRRR like idk iâm so đ delusional. ANYWAYS. ANON. THIS ONE IS FOR U. U REQUESTED THIS AND I RAN WITH IT. u wanted more juyeon, i deliver more juyeon ;) also shout out to ally, moni, AND reese for betaâing 𼺠i love u my cupcakes!! prompt used: 18 <3
PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble
If there was anyone on Earth that you hated more than anything, it had to be Lee Juyeon.
To put things plainly, he was quite literally the bane of your existence. Being around him made your blood pressure skyrocket and gave you migraines that lasted for days. It was insane how one person could affect you so much by doing so little. It seemed as if he thrived off of getting under your skin.
Considering he was the captain and the pitcher of the baseball team, it wasnât shocking. He was also a member of one of the most popular fraternities on campus. But he happened to be roommates with one of your best friends, and that made it ten times worse.
Youâd known Changmin since third grade, along with Kevin and Chanhee. When he mentioned heâd be joining a fraternity in college, you were a bit apprehensive. All you knew about them was what youâd read in YA books and seen in movies. Neither gave them a good rep. Part of you wanted to talk him out of it, but you knew this was something you had to let him do, given you were adults and it was his college experience. At least you still had the other two under one roof.
The first time you met Juyeon was also the first time you attended a frat party. Changmin had just passed his initiation after waiting a year and he invited all of you to celebrate. You were excited for the most part since high school parties were more for an adrenaline rush due to the fact that your parents never let you go to them and you either snuck out or lied about going. You didnât have to worry about the limitations of parents this go around.
The boys disappeared almost immediately upon arrival, leaving you to fend for yourself in the very crowded fraternity house. You could hardly pass through a room without bumping into somebodyâs shoulder or elbow, huffing as you maneuver around the house equivalent to a sardine can. Your drink nearly spilled onto your top multiple times and you were glad you decided against the heels for the night.
You chugged the rest of the jungle juice in your cup as you stepped onto the patio, where itâs just as noisy and just as packed. Youâre lucky enough to find an empty lounge chair near the houseâs pool, unoccupied and calling your name. When your legs touch the plastic chair, you flinch at how hot it is, most likely from being in the sun all day.
âWoah, do you want a cushion?â
You look up at the source of the voice. Youâve seen him around campus before, and even at Changminâs games. Lee Juyeon was just one of those people that you had to know, unless youâd been living under a rock. Just like everyone else in the world, you couldnât deny how attractive he was. From this distance, you truly understood why girls would giggle like high schoolers over the guy.
âUh, sure. Yeah, that would be great actually.â You nod, watching as he wanders towards the shed in the corner of the big ass backyard. He returns promptly, holding his red solo cup between his teeth and one hand on your lower back guiding you to a standing position so he could place down the cushion.
âAs a thank you, can I get your name?â He gives you a cocky little smile that shouldâve been a warning. And looking back on it, you shouldâve seen his true personality sooner, to be completely honest. The way his lips curled at the corners, like a conniving bastard who got off on irritating others.
âItâs Y/N,â you say, messing with your empty cup. âIâd ask for yours, but I kinda already know.â
He laughs at that, scratching the back of his neck. âThatâs not surprising.â Itâs at this point that youâre starting to see through his sweet facade, but despite knowing betterâ despite always keeping your guard upâ you let yourself fall for it just this once. All because you didnât want to fuck things up for Changmin. He owed you big time.
âWell, you are a talented athlete.â You didnât want to fuel what is probably already a massive ego, but youâd rather compliment his baseball skills than the fact that he was infamous for screwing around with half of the girls on campus. Technically, that was a feat of its own since heâd only been in school for a year.
âOh, so you think Iâm talented?â He rested a hand on your chair, leaning down to your level. Confidence oozed from every corner of his being and if you werenât so self aware, perhaps you couldâve ended up like all those other victims of his charismatic behavior.
âI go to the games for Changmin,â you scoff, glancing away from his face to stop the heat rising up your neck. âIâve only paid attention to you once or twice.â
âYeah, sure. Let's go with that,â he bites his lip, blatantly checking you out. âI wouldnât mind paying attention to you a little.â
âIâm unimpressed, Juyeon,â you snort, raising an eyebrow at him. âDoes this shit really work on everyone?â
âI can drop the act if you want, baby. Just let me know when youâre ready to stop playing hard to get.â He stands upright, running a hand through his hair.
Every time you ran into Lee Juyeon after that, he was more and more insufferable. He knew his influence on you, too, if his smug fucking grin was anything to go by. You wish you could just slap it off of him. However, you stood by being the bigger person in any given situation, so that was off the table. (And half of you still felt a moral obligation to not get your friend into hot water.)
âWould it kill you to play nice every once in a while? I do live with the dude, you know.â Changmin whines, trailing you in the supermarket like a lost puppy.
âHeâs got a point, N/N,â Kevin adds, humming as he tosses a boxed dinner into the cart. âI get that heâs a little bit of an overconfident douche, but rolling your eyes at him when he hasnât even done anything just makes it worse on you. And JiChang, too, I guess.â
âBroâŚâ
You werenât even sure why he decided to tag along with you and the other boys when you mentioned grocery shopping. In fact, he might as well have stayed his ass home if he was just going to gang up on you the whole time. Chanhee sighs dramatically, bringing your shopping cart to a halt.
âCan we not have a peaceful grocery trip? Is that impossible or something?â His lips form a thin line. âI swear, all we do is talk about how much Y/N hates Lee Juyeon. Can we please move on?â
âThank you, Chanhee, I agree,â you nod along, walking backwards as you do so and ignoring the faces your friends make. âHe makes me want to kill myself.â
âWho makes you want to kill yourself?â
You jump up, frightened by the sudden voice in your ear. Your friends all give you sheepish smiles, as if theyâd already tried to warn you. (What shitty jobs they did.) With a hand over your heart, you turn around to meetâ speak of the devilâ none other than Lee Juyeon himself.
âWhat are you doing here?â Your eyes narrow and your arms cross over your chest. Luck could never be on your side when it came to this guy.
âUh, last I checked, this was a public supermarket. Where I can publicly shop. I wasnât aware that I had to run that by you. So sorry, sweetheart.â He pouts, his expression so theatrical you nearly give in to your constant urge to punch him in the face.
You feel your eye twitch, and it takes everything in you to step back and assess just how bad it would be if you committed murder right now. Changmin comes to your rescue, doing damage control as best as he can while Kevin attempts to talk you out of becoming a criminal.
The two frat brothers do their little fraternity handshake thing and then finally heâs out of sight, out of mind, allowing you to visibly relax. Chanhee purses his lips. âOkay, so maybe I do see where the anger comes from. And holy shit, Y/N, you have the patience of a saint.â
âThe person you have called is unavailable! At the tone, please leave a message. When you have finished recording, you mayââ
âGoddammit.â You curse, ending the unsuccessful call.
The downside of working far from campus, was working far from campus. You didnât have your own car and usually relied on one of your roommates for a ride to and from. But now here you are, stranded at work while itâs pouring cats and dogs outside. Kevin was in class and Chanhee wasnât picking up his phone. You could call Changmin, but youâre pretty sure he also had a class around this time.
Just as youâre about to succumb to your demise, you receive a text from Chanhee.
[2:57 pm] michael jackson: IM SO SORRY AJNSSJNW BUT SOMETHING CAME UP WITH A GROUP PROJECT
[2:57 pm] michael jackson: DONT WORRY THOUGH, IVE GOT IT COVERED UR STILL GETTING PICKED UP
âCould today get any worse?â You mutter to yourself, locking your phone and tossing it into your purse. As if your timing couldnât be better, you spoke entirely too soon. Your eyes squint at the unfamiliar car rolling up under the carport. Your brows furrowed in confusion, because you had no idea who could be your saving grace. Chanhee was a wild card so who knew who he had on speed dial.
But then the passenger window rolls down and you wish the ground would just swallow you whole. Lee Juyeon grins that stupid fucking grin of his, beckoning you to his car as it unlocks when he shifts into park. You shake your head.
âNo way. There is absolutely no way I am getting into that car.â You shout over the pelting rain.
Juyeon tsks, his eyes rolling when he reaches over the center console to open the door for you. âIs there anyone else who would drop everything theyâre doing to pick you up in this weather?â
Your lips pull into a flat line. The answer was no, you didnât have anyone else who would drop everything they were doing to pick you up in this weather. That was the reason Juyeon was here, you supposed. It didnât mean you werenât at least going down without a fight, though. Except, Lee Juyeon was a man who was all too comfortable with how expressive you were. Most notably towards him.
âWhat? Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?â
âFuck you. Iâd rather walk.â You seethe, starting straight in the direction of your apartment. Juyeon groans at first, your constant need to prove yourself getting on his nerves for once. Then his eyes widen slightly when he realizes youâre not joking.
The truth was that the rain was freezing and youâd love to be in the shelter of a warm car. In fact, you didnât really care that Juyeon was the person driving. But you were too deep into the bit now. You couldnât just turn around and get in the car, for you had a pride to protect at this point.
âShit.â Juyeon swears under his breath, reaching into the backseat to grab an umbrella. Sure he loved to tease you and rile you up, but he wasnât cruel. Your friends would have his head on a silver platter if he let anything happen to you.
You pause in your steps when youâre no longer being showered in rain water. Juyeon holds the umbrella over your head with a worried expression. You feel kind of bad for making him chase after you even though heâd already gone out of his way to pick you up. Sometimes you wish your ego wasnât so fragile. Maybe then you could accept help when you needed it instead of making things worse.
âCan you please stop being so stubborn and just get in the damn car, Y/N? Do you have to make everything difficult all the time?â Usually, pissing you off made him over the moon, but you can tell heâs not exactly pleased at the moment. You swallow thickly, nodding quietly and following him back to his car.
The whole drive to your apartment is silent save for the song playing on his speakers. Itâs not as loud in comparison to the storm outside, but youâre grateful that itâs filling the space between you. If only Lee Juyeon hadnât done such an excellent job ticking you off like a bomb, then maybe you wouldâve just hopped in the passenger seat with ease. But no, he had to goad you until you made an irrational decision and now here you are.
As he pulls up to your building, you say a little prayer that you donât regret your next actions. He stops as close to the stairs as he can, but you turn to him before unbuckling your seatbelt. With a deep breath, you ask, âWould you like toâ uhâ come inside?â
He glances from you to the stairs and then shrugs, parking in the nearest empty spot. He holds the umbrella over both of you as you make your way to your unit, lightly sprinting so you donât get anymore soaked than you already are. You figured the least you could do was invite the dude into your home and offer him some hot tea, just so he could warm up before heading back to the TBZ house. Your roommates not being here to make fun of you was also a plus.
Thereâs still an unspoken tension even after youâve shed your raincoats and shoes by the front door, settling into your apartment and its coziness. Juyeon sits at the breakfast bar as you busy yourself with preparing the kettle and getting a couple tea bags. His watchful gaze is a little intimidating now that youâve seen his serious side.
Once youâve finished making the tea, you set his mug in front of him. You look everywhere but him when you say, âIâm gonna take a shower if youâre okay waiting out here by yourself.â He doesnât respond verbally, so you take it as your cue to leave.
You turn on the water to let it heat up before gathering your essentials. When youâve completed your back and forth trip from the bathroom and your bedroom, youâre finally ready to just relax in your shower and forget about todayâs events. But how could you ever truly relax with Lee Juyeon in your space, permeating your peace?
As youâre shutting the bathroom door, a foot jams itself between the threshold and stops you. You glance up from the floor to meet Juyeonâs eyes. Theyâre darker than youâre used to, a deep shade of brown that has your stomach twisting into knots.
âYou know, Y/N, this game of cat and mouse is starting to get old,â he takes a step into the steaming room, locking the door behind him and trapping you. âJust admit to yourself that you want me.â
You sputter at his bold words, because you donât. You donât want Lee Juyeon. Why would you want Lee Juyeon? âIâm not gonna lie to myself. I donât want you.â
He laughs humorlessly, closing the gap between you just a little more. You donât have it in you to back away from him. He reaches a hand up to tuck some damp hair behind your ear. Youâre still wet and cold from your stupid idea to walk in the rain, but Juyeon plans to warm you up perfectly. âYou sure?â
âPositive,â you breathe.
âWhy donât we test that theory?â Now heâs got you backed into the wall, his face a hairâs breadth distance from your own. âI have a feeling I can change your mind.â
You donât know if itâs the heat of the bathroom or Juyeonâs lips being so close, but so far simultaneously that has your brain turning into static. Your head feels fuzzy, like youâre watching TV on an empty channel through a blurry lens. You lick your lips, vision trained on his. âWhy donât we?â
Thatâs all the confirmation he needs to press your mouths together in a searing kiss, hotter than the temperature of the room. You feel him smile against you when you make no move to push him away, instead carding your fingers through his hair. He groans when you tug a bit, twirling the longer strands around your index.
His hands slip under your top, thumbs rubbing circles into your waist. This is a terrible idea. Deep down youâre fully aware that youâre probably making a huge mistake by giving into Juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. But paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you canât seem to find a logical reason to stop.
When you part for air, you both start stripping your top layers, resuming your attacks on each otherâs lips once youâre left in nothing but undergarments. Juyeon trails kisses along the side of your neck, nipping and sucking wherever he feels fit. You gasp when he finds that particular spot that contributes to the butterflies fluttering about your stomach. âGod, youâre so annoying.â
âYeah?â And despite getting ready to give you the pleasure of your life, his grin against your skin still manages to irritate you. âYou hate me so much, huh?â
âMhm,â you whine as his fingers dip beneath the band of your panties, toying with your sensitive cunt. âHate you so badâ ahâŚâ
âYou might wanna shut up soon, sweetheart,â Juyeon warns, sliding his ring finger between your lower lips. âOr else Iâll give that mouth something to do.â
âIâll do whatever I want,â you pull his hand from your underwear, kneeling in front of him when he furrows his eyebrows in confusion. Your nails scrape lightly down his abdomen before hooking into the waistband of his briefs, freeing him from the material. It takes a lot out of you to not visibly react at the sight of his cock, hard and flushed to the tip. You couldnât dare inflate his ginormous ego, the situation you were currently in already doing enough on its own. His size is impressive too, making you wonder just how he expects you to take him like a champ.
âWhat a fucking brat,â he hisses, your tongue swiping along the underside of his dick. âAlways gotta have the last word, donât you?â
âMmmm,â you moan, mouth full with just the tip. Youâd never been the type of person who cared about size. As long as they knew what they were doing and made you finish, you held no qualms with their length. In fact, you donât think you ever even paid much attention to anyoneâs dick in your life. But if there was anything to back Lee Juyeonâs cockiness, it had to be, well, his cock.
âYou have no idea how many times Iâve imagined this moment,â he confesses, wrapping your hair around his hand into a makeshift ponytail. âBut, fuck, this is so much better.â
The admission shoots straight to your core and you find yourself whimpering, the vibrations against his dick driving him crazy. He has to support his weight with one hand flat to the wall, the other still tightly fisting your hair. With every suck and flick of your tongue, he tugs a little more, the sting on your scalp providing you with more pleasure than pain. You pull off of him to take a breath, jerking him off as you do so.
âAm I meeting your expectations?â You bat your eyelashes up at him, drool sliding down your chin and makeup smeared under your eyes in tear streaks. He groans at the sight of you, forcing you to a standing position so he could kiss you again.
You start dragging him towards the shower, unhooking your bra and stepping out of your panties. He raises an eyebrow at you, amused. âYou want me to fuck you in the shower, baby? Have you slipping all over my cock?â
âDuh,â you canât help but roll your eyes at his question, practically pawing at his underwear to get him out of them fully. âDid you think I sucked your dick on the bathroom floor for fun?â
âThat mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one of these days.â
He kicks them off, reconnecting your lips as you step into the shower. The hot water hits your back almost like a massage, synchronously getting in your mouth as you make out with Juyeon aggressively. Itâs like he canât get enough of you, big hands kneading and groping everywhere and nowhere all at once. You feel insane, especially with how good of a kisser he is. Itâs like youâre on cloud nine and nothingâs capable of bringing you down.
When heâs finally lost his patience, he spins you around, pressing you cheek first to the shower wall. You feel him against your lower back, his lips leveling with your ear. In spite of acting as if he had himself under control, you can hear the pant in his breathing, deep voice a little desperate than usual. He has a hand gripping your thigh and picking up your leg.
âNo protection?â He asks, his cock already gliding between your folds in anticipation.
âMm-mm,â you shake your head as best you can with his body sandwiching you to the tiled surface. âWanna feel you raw.â
âFuck, you canât say shit like that to me,â Juyeon groans into your ear, giving no warning as he spits down your front and hikes your leg higher, thrusting into your cunt. âYouâll make me wanna stay buried in you forever.â
You moan, hand coming up to hold the side of his head as he fucks you into the shower wall. If someone were to ask about this very moment, you werenât too sure how youâd defend yourself. A moment of weakness, perhaps? But if a moment of weakness felt this fucking good every time, you might fall into a habit of judgment lapses.
He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, nibbling and biting your shoulder and the surrounding area with each snap of his hips. The angle he drives into you at has stars forming at the back of your vision, the tip of his cock brushing that one spot deep inside of you whenever he thrusts up. You donât even think his entire dick is in you as he does this, but you also donât really have the mind to care, way too focused on memorizing the veins of his shaft with your walls.
Youâre far too gone to consider the consequences of your actions, the horizon of your release just beyond your fingertips now. Youâd never needed someone so viscerally before, so carnally. Yet here you were, sucking Lee Juyeonâs cock in with your pussy like you were a damn vacuum. The sounds youâre making bounce back and forth on the walls, no doubt louder than the shower water itself.
âIâ I-Iâm soâ fuck,â you mewl, words wobbling. âIâm so, so close, Juyo.â
âYeah, baby?â He sighs in your ear, nudging your sensitive clit with his thumb while raising your leg as much as he physically can. âMe too, where do you want me?â
âInside,â you donât think you even make sense anymore, babbling as he continues to fuck you stupid. âPlease. Want you to cum inside me.â
Juyeon grits his teeth, pleased with himself that he didnât orgasm right then and there. He uses his last ounce of strength to get the two of you off together. âCâmon, sweetheart, cum for me.â
The fogginess subsides pretty quickly after youâve finished, your brain registering what just happened almost instantaneously. If you werenât so hypersensitive, you wouldâve pulled him out yourself and scrambled to flee the scene. (And maybe even the country.) There are many more rational thoughts running through your head now. The entire trajectory of your life has just been changed, whether you realized it or not. But the biggest issue was:
What the hell do you do now?
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