#im just thinking about straddling on her lap and gently cupping her face. her hands on my waist as i place little kisses on her face

[seariii]

..... Thinking about kissing my wife...

[atebyflowers]

︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎vampire!reader x ellie williams

cw: blood drinking, fingering, sub!ellie, angst (?) . . .

thinking about ellie and vampire!reader being dangerously obsessed with eachother . . . from the moment you layed eyes on her, she was all you could think about, all you could dream about tasting. you promised yourself you'd try to stay away from her as much as possible. "only friends" is what you had decided on in your mind if she would even give you the chance . . . which she did. over time, you two drifted towards eachother so naturally. it was impossible, being with her was so easy, every second close to her made it harder to hold back.

and now, here you are ... ellie seated on the edge of your bed as you straddle her — fighting with your senses, and her words. "we can't keep doing this ellie. . . it isn't good for either of us" you told her, hesitant on where to put ur hands — terrified of sending yourself over the edge uncontrollably. "i don't want to live without you" she whispers, your eyes now meeting — the way she looks at you being the worst weakness possible. "i'm not asking you to" you sigh in response before adding on, "i can't live with myself if something happens to you ellie... something because of me".

your tone put knots in her stomach, sometimes all she wished for was to understand you to the fullest — without any differences pulling you apart. "you won't hurt me, i know you won't" she protests, causing you to shake your head in response. "you don't know that and neither do i ... baby im not asking you to live without me we just can't be ... this close" you respond, pushing back off of her lap, trailing towards your dresser as she focuses on your every move, almost as if she was hypnotized. while she hesitates for a moment, ellie slowly stands up and walks towards you — careful with her movement before she speaks. "i want you to feed" she tells through words spoken just above a whisper, her hands gently reaching towards yours, before making their way up your arm and onto your face — cupping it before you can respond. "i can't control it ellie ... what if i hurt you? what if i can't stop? it's not just an addiction to you els... it's one to me too" you question her, eyes almost tearful as you imagine what could possibly go wrong if this continues — ellie, to stubborn to listen.

"you've done it before .. we've done this before .. you're always careful" she reminds you, and it's true. you have done this before, you've tasted her multiple times. but what you hadn't told her, is how deep the addiction was growing. how desperately you craved for her blood some nights. how terrified you were that one day you might not be able to control how far you go. "i don't want to hurt you.." you finally respond, and with those words — she takes the initiative, pressing her lips against yours with slight aggression in an attempt to shut you up... and you listen. it's as tough as it could possibly be without you taking full control, both of your mouths attached as you follow her back onto the bed — ellie, beneath you as always as your hand trails up and down her leg, tongues entwined with soft moans flowing out.

hesitantly, you move from her mouth and down to her neck, ellie instantly getting louder the moment you began to suck on her skin. "y/n... please" she begs, your body and mind knowing exactly what she wants despite previous conversations. "promise me you'll tell me if it hurts. push me off ellie, please don't let me go to far" you're practically begging as well. "ellie" you add on in a more serious matter, and despite her nearly falling apart from your touch — "yes- fuck okay i will baby just please..." she gasps out, with sharp teeth slowly sinking into her skin, a rush turns both of you on as blood drips down your lips and through your cleavage. "God you taste so good" you whine, loud moans mixed with pain and pleasure make their way to your ears — as one of your hands makes its way down her pants, the other caressing her face as you suck her dry.

it's so messy.. your fingers thrusting inside of her while her blood covers both of you.. your mouth switching between her skin, and her lips — which you can't help but bite down on in the process. "i'm s-so close" she whimpers like an overwhelmed puppy, her body soaked underneath you as your fingers reach deeper than they've ever managed to before.. so consumed in the moment. "c'mon baby.. just a little bit more yeah? almost there.." you tell her as you speed up your pace, swearing you can feel her blood running through your veins everytime you swallow. “god, don’t stop please" she begs, her voice trembling with desperation, her nails digging into your hips as you feel her clench around you. a trail of loud whines and mumbled words come out of her as she releases onto your fingers, your teeth slowly making their way out of her skin — ellie lightheaded, barely able to feel them pulling out of her. as your fingers copy your teeth, slowly pulling out of her dripping cunt, you lick the access blood off of her body — careful not to miss a spot before you bring your fingers to your mouth, consuming every part of her you can access.

"you're okay honey.. i got you" you comfort her with soft words, both hands now cupping and caressing her face as she catches her breath and comes back to reality, the wound on her neck stinging in a way that's so painful it's almost addicting. taking notice to the damp tears covering her cheeks and sore lips, you carefully pry away from her and she whimpers from lack of contact. "shh.. it's okay it's okay... jus need to clean you up els" you reassure her, quickly grabbing a towel and first aid kit. you start off by cleaning up her swollen body, before making your way towards her neck — gently cleaning the wound you had left, before covering it with a bandaid. "there .. s'all better" you whisper, and she smiles sweetly as you place a kiss on both the bandaid and her cheek — taking notice to the way she struggles to keep her eyes open, her body worn out. as you pull her into your arms, she almost instantly falls asleep at your touch, soft hands petting her head and sending her into such a natural state of comfort.

watching her sleep was the one thing you looked forward too every time this passed. everytime she let you feed. but this was different. unknown to ellie, this was the last time. a distressing decision made in your head as you drained the blood from her body, struggling to catch yourself as you fell in and out of the struggle to keep going. it was one out of many times you felt genuine fear being so lost amongst her taste. she was so precious... so delicate compared to you... you could never fully reciprocate it no matter how much you tried. no matter how much she thought you could. and so quietly, cautiously, you slip her out of your arms, careful to not wake her as you sit up. with head in your hands for a few moments, your heart burns, but your mind is strict. one last time, you remind yourself before turning to look back at her — placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, tears welling in your eyes alongside a saddened smile. it was destined to happen. you knew you'd never last, and once it started it would have to end eventually if you didn't want to hurt her. but the realization of how deep the connection would be, didn't hit until your last moments near her.. the more you craved her, the firther you had to stray.

[noritoshiikamo]

hey i’m new to your account but i always wanted to read something about this. let’s say yuuji picks up a cute puppy and takes it to his house because he wants to rescue her and when he wakes up he looks over to where the puppy is supposed to be and it’s the most beautiful fucking girl he’s ever seen and she’s just naked:) and you know he gets horny and they fuck:)

puppy girl!reader x itadori yuuji tw hybrid, hint of breeding kink aaaaaaaaa wait wait first of all welcome to hell which is my blog second of all???? o wow also im sorry if this isnt up to par, please im rusty

can you imagine his reaction when he felt asleep with a cute little pup on his chest, happily blowing little bubbles of saliva after spending whole day running around the apartment, tripping over carpet, eating messily off the small red bowl only to wake up with a naked girl nuzzling in the corner of his neck? his forehead furrowed in confusion as he tried to rake his brain.

did i come home with a girl and forgot? did i drink? did megumi stopped by? who is this girl?

his hair stood up when a meek whimper escaped your lips, arms tightening around his body. "morning!" the voice greeted him cheerfully, hoisting yourself up, straddling his waist. you yawned, no sense of insecurity with being exposed in front of stranger, arms stretched upward. "you seemed shocked," you muttered, ears dropped low, like a sad puppy being scolded.

"you're-but the dog? who-"

a wide grin grew on your face, he could feel soft thud against his lap from your pretty bushy tail. "yeah, the puppy, that's me. this body?" you ran your hands down along your curve, "yeah, mine too. i don't choose this life actually." you were a lot smaller than him, yuuji contemplated just tossing you off himself and scrambled out of the apartment but it seemed like you had figured out the same response as you pinned his wrists both down.

"i don't know what you want, but you can take anything in the room, just don't harm me, i promise i won't call the cop."

your let a throaty laugh, brows furrowed in confusion, "i'm not trying to rob you. you think living a dog-human life is fun? you know when is the only time i'm able to change myself into a human?" he shook his head, swallowing the nervous lump forming in his throat as your face ghosted over his, hair curtaining around you, "when i'm fertile and in heat." you bare your fangs out, amuse laughter echoed the small apartment when he finally realised that you had this planned from start. he found you in a box barking in rain by the convenience store, with sad puppy look that managed to tickle his heart into bringing the pup home.

"don't worry, it's just like fucking a normal girl," you loosened the grip, tugging his hand to cup your drenched cunt, his eyes widened at the wetness. it pooled on him, with every little movement, you mewled. " just 4-5 days of fucking is all i need, i promise, i'm a very good pup," you cooed, gently rocking yourself against his fingers. you didn't have to wait long, his fingers started curving on his own and soon you were pinned underneath him, lips clashing in heat with his fingers pumping rapidly in and out of your cunt.

"god, fuck, how are you this fucking wet, you're making a mess all over my sofa," yuuji growled as he coaxed another orgasm out of your body. as he expected, you're far from satisfied. there were littering black-blue marks all over your neck and chest and he promised he didn't mean to go rough on your sensitive nipples but the sound you were making made him dizzy and stupid.

yuuji was quick to discard his sweats, lining his cock with your cunt, gently rocking along the slit to lubricate himself.

"tell me what you want," he heaved against your neck, tongue lapping the new spot.

"please, please fuck me, i'm such a good pup, i deserve cunt full of you, please," you pleaded, it's funny how easy you switched yourself, from the confident girl pinning a stranger down to a complete mess when it came to a cock. you weren't the only one moaning, yuuji was too. the grip to the arm rest was whitening, god, why do you need to be so fucking tight around my cock, he grunted. you were yipping, shaking in arms, completely lost in pleasure.

yuuji was coaxing orgasm after another, it felt like you'd met your match. for the first time in your entire life, you finally knew what's overstimulation is and it's not fun.

"s-slow down, pl-please!" you cried, your palm pressed to his thighs, tears brimming on your waterline.

"you want me to slow down," he mocked, "i thought you're good little pup, you can give me another more right?"

"hn-ggh please, no more!"

he caressed your wet cheeks, a small little pout on his face, "do it for me, just one more pretty orgasm and then i'll breed your tight cunt full, hm?" his thumb gently caressing your trembling lips, "cum all over my cock, pretty please?" it was hard to say no, your ears drooped down in submission, something he found so adorable. you mouthed a soft okay, with your hands pinned away, yuuji was free to pick up his pace. he only need a hand to pin you down, with another free to flicked your puffy clit.

he knew he'll get a warning from the landlord soon by the way you're screaming, but he couldn't give a shit. he wanted to feel the throbbing of your cunt as you came, gushing all over his cock. he's addicted and all because of you. "need-hgnhh, please-close, cum, cum-" you batted your eyes, seeing stars as you felt your body tensed again, thighs trembling. you came against, voice cracked from the screaming.

yuuji was mean, your pleas for him to slow down ignored as he chased his own high. his balls slapping against your ass, all soaked in your cum. he was close, his hands moved to your waist for support as he jackhammered himself faster. it didn't take long for you to feel the relieve, spurts of his seed painting your inside white, extinguishing the burning heat. you looked so pretty taking him in, eyes rolled back in pleasure, nothing but thank yous out of your lips.

he jerked slowly, carefully, he didn't want any to be leaking out of your cunt. pulling you up on his laps, you switched position, connected still by his cock deep in you. "you weren't kidding when you say you're a good pup," he chuckled, gently racking your hair back away from your face. you could barely hold yourself up, falling flat on his chest, completely exhausted.

"s'full," you whimpered, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. he gently ran his hand on your back, planting a soft kiss on your forehead, rocking you gently back to sleep.

4-5 days of fucking, bold of you to think yuuji'll let you go after your heat ended.

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[kindnessisweakness2]

DELUSIONAL - Part 16

That night Jax didnt go to the opening party for Luann’s new studio. He stayed home right by Delaney’s side and Delaney couldn’t believe it. She must have asked him over 20 times during the movie they were watching if he wanted to go, reassuring him she didnt have a problem with it. After all he did for her today, how could she even think about being mad at him? If it was possible she fell even more in love with him after his outburst. He made VERY clear that she was his woman in a room full of women he could’ve had his pick off. His protectiveness towards her was something Delaney had never experienced before in a relationship, someone actually willing to claim and love her openly. To say it was going to take some getting used to was an understatement. At this point she was convinced no other man could love her like he did. This kind of relationship was something she was definately not used to. It was equal, loving and made her feel more safe than she could put in to words. Jax staying home made a statement. He was siding with his woman, even if Luann’s studio was now part of Club business. Delaney came first. Always.

Lifting her head from his shoulder, Delaney looked up at the man she now called hers. Sitting up fully pulling her legs underneath her, she turned to face him. Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion as Delaney grinned at him. “Ask me again Teller.” Jax’s smile appeared instantly. Taking her hands in his gently, he looked in her beautiful brown eyes and happily said the words that accidentally slipped out that morning. “Will you make me the happiest man alive and Marry me?” Giggling tearfully Delaney nodded her head pulling Jax in for a kiss. “Yes.” She whispered against his lips. Moving to straddle his lap, Delaney deepened the kiss as she tugged on his hair. "God I fucking love you" she gasped as he kissed down her neck. Just as Jax was about to lift her top over her head a harsh knock came at their front door. Looking at eachother confused, jax stopped Delaney as she moved to see who it was. Pushing her behind him, Jax picked his gun from the side table and slowly opened the door. Confusion and worry set on his face as he recognised Wayne and Hale stood on his doorstep. "What's going on?" Jax questioned. Unser looked really uncomfortable as he tried to explain why he was there. "I'm sorry son. I'm gonna have to take Delaney down the station." Shock settled over the couple, as Unser started to explain. “There was a report filed. Some kind of altercation at Luann’s studio this afternoon. I have to follow up Jax I’m Sorry. The damn feds are still stinking up my station since the warehouse blast last month.” Hale eyed Jax suspiciously. “Conveniently no leads on that either. Either of you ever heard of a Blue Bird Supply company? Had more guns in that warehouse than we have in the damn station. That blast could’ve blew up the whole damn town.” Rolling his eyes, a now pissed off Jaxon crossed his arms over his broad chest and sighed loudly. “Look Hale im not interested in your failed Detective work. You got no leads, thats not my problem. Maybe instead of using your energy to pin bullshit charges on my club, start doing your job. Protect the town, Officer.” Hale’s face twisted at the obvious sarcasm from the VP, but before he could respond, Delaney spoke up. “Ill go. Just don’t Hand cuff me. I-I cant have them on.” Anxiety flooded her as she eyed the Handcuffs on both Wayne and Davids belts. Having those around her wrists. Having anything tying her down would send her backwards. She wouldnt be able to handle it. Wayne knowing the situation happily agreed, depsite Hales protests. “Ill give you a minute to get yourself together sweetheart.” Delaney turned to Jax as they both headed to the car. “Happy moment ruined aye?” Smiling awkwardly, she pulled on one of Jax’s hoodies. “Im sorry baby.” Cupping her face, Jax gently pressed a kiss to her lips. “Ill follow you to the station. i’ll be right outside the whole time.” Nodding her head, Delaney kissed him once more before wiping her eyes and heading to the Police car. God, she hoped Wayne could swing it and that this would be over quick.

Unfortunately for Delaney, 5 hours passed and she was still in the Charming Police Department Cells. It was early hours of the morning and she was exhausted. Sleep would not take over her as she lay on the plastic matress. Why the fuck was she still here? At this point she knew it wasnt just the fight she had with Ima. It had to be something else. And just as she was racking her brain trying to think what the hell the reason for her being kept here was, Hale came down the hallway calling her name. Groaning Delaney pulled herself up from the bed. Just the sight of him irritated her. “Am i being released yet?” David shook his head and smiled sarcastically at her. “Unfortunately not. You’re wanted for interview.” Delaney followed him back down the hallway and into one of the small interview rooms. There was already a woman sat at the metal table and instantly Delaney knew she was a fed. She smiled as she took the seat across from her, she already knew where this was going. “Delaney Louise Carter. Aged 23. Originally from England but moved out here with Fiance Alex Ried due to his Job promotion. Currently works as an administrator for Teller Morrow Automotive but sidelines as a Bartender for Son’s of Anarchy events. Very Very close with Jaxon Teller. I wonder how your Fiance takes to that? Does he know you were found at Mr Teller’s adress tonight?” Delaney giggled and leaned forward to rest her hands on the table. “Well.You sure know alot of information about me. And i dont even know your name! Shouldn’t you introduce yourself Agent? Does the federal government not teach you manners in your training or were you just not raised with any?” Delaney raised her eyebrows in question and waited. “Well arent you just spunky? Agent Stahl.”  Delaney nodded and leaned back in the chair. “Right so let me guess you’ve kept me here most of the night because you think i know something about Samcro. Not all of your information is correct Agent. Maybe you should do your job abit better. Im Jax Teller’s fiance. And i may be from England and not 100% on your laws but i know for a fact you cant testify against someone your marrying. Not that i ever would rat on the man i love and our family.” Grinning wide at the shock that washed over Agent Stahl’s face Delaney continued. “I know one thing though. You doing this. Making Unser pick me up on this bullshit charge to keep me here and make me sweat, has made it exceptionally clear that you have nothing. And oh dear oh dear Agent. You’ve showed your hand, for nothing. You’ve failed. So this is how it’s going to go. I accept the charges of beating the shit out of little miss Porn Princess. I accept that im now banned from Luann’s studio. Not that i particularly want to go there anyway. You have nothing to hold me here, so im gonna go. Enjoy your evening Agent.” Standing up from the table, Delaney made her way to the door. Just as she was about to leave Agent Stahl’s voice stopped her in her tracks. “Y’know i forgot to mention, Alex Ried was reported missing about a week ago by his mother. She made a very worried police call all the way from England to say she hadnt heard from her son in over a month. I find it very strange his Fiance didnt report him missing. What happened? Teller bump him off so you two could finally be together. No sneaking around. Maybe after I tear apart that white trash club, i should start digging into Alex’s disappearance. Find me a body.” Delaney turned her head to face the smirking woman. “Alex Ried is nothing but a woman beating asshole. When you find him let me know. I have a score to settle. Maybe when im done youll have your body.” Without waiting for her response, Delaney stormed her way through the station, her heart pounding and her head filled with anger. 

Relief washed over her as she saw every member of Samcro waiting outside the station by their bikes. Even Gemma was sitting on Clay’s bike talking to a worried looking Jax. At the sound of the slamming door, everyone turned to face her. Not even waiting a second Delaney ran down the steps of the Police station and straight into Jax’s arms. Holding him tightly as she buried her head into his neck, She couldnt help the tears that welled in her eyes. She was angry, upset but relieved all in one. Overwhelmed. “It wasnt just about the fight.” Delaney spoke as she pulled back from Jax. Looking at Unser who was stood near Clay and Gemma, Delaney shook her head. “Thanks for the heads up about Mrs ATF. Real help there Wayne.” The police chief very quickly became red under Delaney’s death glare. “What happened?” Clay questioned, impatient for information. Delaney rolled her eyes and turned back to Jax. “Not here.” Nodding his head, Jax told everyone to meet at the clubhouse. It was the only safe place they could talk. “You too Chief.” Demanded Gemma. 

As Delaney slid behind Jax on his Harley she caught Agent Stahl staring at them through the glass door of the station. So Delaney did the one thing she had been dying to do since meeting the uptight bitch. Sticking up her middle finger, she mouthed the words GO FUCK YOURSELF, as everyone made their way out of the station car park. 

Delaney knew one thing. This ATF bitch was trouble. 

[venusiangguk]

gold rush pt. 3 | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader

>>genre: pwp, v little plot, smut, kinda fluffy, college au (kinda), established relationship

>>word count: 9.9k um?

>>warnings: pegging!!!, butt stuff!!!, sexy anal!!!, sub jk, soft dom oc, crying why do i always make everyone cry, fingering (m), strap on, dildos, vibrators, sex toys, sex shop adventures, explicit sex, like so explicit this bitch is basically 10k, mutual masturbation, coming untouched, kisses, aftercare in the form of snacks, titty squeezing, dirty talk, excessive use of pet names, yoongi exists

>>notes: i wasn’t gonna write this bc ur girl does not know the first thing about pegging, but jk sucking the strap came to me in a dream and i had to do it. it was highly requested so i hope u like it! i wrote and poorly edited this whole thing today so im sorry for any mistakes !! 

>>summary: jk wants the strap, and jk gets what he wants !!

pt.1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

The sun is shining, and there’s just the perfect amount of breeze to cool Jeongguk as sweat runs down his temple. The soccer pitch just got cut, making the ball much easier to control, and therefore much easier to aim at Jimin’s ass. It’s cool-down time, so the team is in groups of three, idly kicking the ball between each other, for the last few minutes of practice. All in all, a great day to talk about getting pegged with his best friends.

Jeongguk glances around the field, making sure the other groups are far enough away from him and his friends before clearing his throat. “So… do you guys like… get pegged?”

When Taehyung passes the ball to Jimin, Jimin completely misses it due to the fact that he is looking at Jeongguk like he is the most pitiful human on the planet. Jeongguk adjusts his shin guard to avoid the scrutiny.

“Gguk… honey… are you dumb?”

Taehyung’s jogging back after retrieving the ball that ran astray. “No, Mini. He’s straight.” He kicks the ball to Jeongguk. “If by ‘pegged’ you mean fucked in the ass by a real dick, then yeah. We do.”

Jeongguk receives the ball with a ‘rainbow’ and juggles it from his thigh to his laces, balancing the ball for a second before kicking it to Jimin. He nods, contemplative. “Nice.”

“Okay ace.” He passes to Taehyung, before throwing Jeongguk a teasing look. “You thinking about taking it up the ass, Gukkie?”

“Perhaps I’m contemplating.” He sniffs nose in the air.

Taehyung laughs. “Got your button milked once and now you wanna take a phallic shaped object? Proud of you.” He places his hand over his heart, like the mere thought of Jeongguk getting railed makes his heart warm.

A whistle blows, and Jeongguk kicks the ball up to his arm, tucking it into the curve of his trim waist. “Why does everyone call it a button? And it hasn’t only been once.” He sounds exasperated and so so tired.

His friends jog to bump shoulders with him as they make their way to the locker rooms. “Hey, jokes aside, I think it’s cool you’re like comfortable enough, or whatever, with __ to explore the things you like.” Taehyung says.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes. “Okay Dad.”

“No seriously!” Jimin insists, holding the locker room door open for them. Fuck the rest of the team. “She seems good for you. Babys you like you need.” Jimin laughs.

Jeongguk’s shirt gets caught on his head as he squawks. “I don’t just like being babied, fuck you.”

“Okay so she also entertains your sadistic side. She’s the full package.”

Jeongguk looks down with a blush. He shrugs his shoulders lightly before bending over to get out of his gear. “She’s pretty cool I guess.”

Taehyung knees him while he’s still bent over making him stumble a bit. “Awe, Jeonggukkie is in love.”

“Shut up.” Jeongguk smacks him in the face with his smelly sock.

“When you gonna do it?” Jimin asks, buttoning his new pants. 

Apparently they aren’t showering today. Jeongguk will just have to stop at his dorm before heading to yours to help you study. That reminds him that you have a test on Friday, but are free this weekend. He just so happens to be free as well. The team they were supposed to play had to forfeit because their coach got caught sleeping with one of the cheerleaders. Sucks, but good for Jeongguk and his little asshole.

“Maybe this weekend.” With their backpacks on, they start the trek back to the dorms. It’s nearing night now, the sun just starting to set in the sky. Jeongguk pulls out his phone to tell you he’s stopping by his place before heading to you. You reply quickly.

baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

okie

wanna have sex instead of helping me study 

me:

yeah but im not gonna 

just think about how good the sex will be when u get an a 

baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:

🙄

When Jeongguk pockets his phone, Taehyung speaks up.

“You think she’ll be down?”

Jeongguk doesn’t hesitate. “Yeah, probably.”

Ever since the first time you made him cum untouched, butt stuff has been a moderately regular occurrence for you both as a long-term, healthy, pro-ass eating couple. Honestly it was mostly him getting his butt played with, but he supposed it made sense. Like Jimin explained to his once naïve self, it was just biological- or something. Whatever. He wonders if three fingers will be enough to fit a fake dick in his ass. He asks his friends.

“Eh…” Jimin starts, looking up like he’s thinking. “Maybe, but you might wanna try to get to four, maybe five if you're using hers, since she’s tiny.”

Jeongguk’s mouth falls open and he pales. Taehyung notices and laughs.

“Don’t get scared. It’s just better to over-prep than under-prep. And like obviously you work up to it, she’s not just gonna shove her fist or her cock up your ass.”

Her cock. A little tingle settles in Jeongguk’s lower belly at the statement. He’s been thinking about this for a while, looking at porn in his free time. Seeing the way the guys moan on their girls’ strap always gets him hard. Seeing how hard their cocks get when the toy hits them just right. He throbs when he sees the guys cum just from the strap, no hands. Maybe he should fuck you when he gets to your dorm instead of helping you study. His cock is feeling a little plump.

“Alright well… Bye, thanks for being gay and answering my anal questions!”

As he’s pressing the button to his elevator, they lived on opposite sides of the athlete dorm and there were different elevators for each of the wings, Jimin chirps, “Don’t forget to empty your asshole really well, and don’t eat the day of! Also buy extra lube and put a spare blanket down!”

Jeongguk winces. Valuable information indeed, information he mentally pockets, but did he need to yell it in the dorm common room?

“Noted!” He yells back at the elevator dings and opens up. Jeongguk pretends like he doesn’t meet the curious, kind of confused gaze of one of his teammates. He must have walked in while Jimin was yelling and only caught the end of the conversation while waiting for the same elevator. Jeongguk gets in and immediately closes the doors. He can catch the next lift.

~~~

Jeongguk’s got his head in your lap and you’re running your fingers through his long, silky hair. He showered today, so waves of his aromatherapy lavender shampoo are wafting up to you. Sweet boy. He seems sidetracked, occasionally sighing and subtly twisting, but is still more or less purring on your thigh, feet tucked up onto the cushion of the couch. Netflix is on the small tv that was left by the last person who lived there, you’re mac book connected via HDMI. You’re not really paying attention. Mind kind of tired from all the studying you had done this week. Jeongguk fidgets a tiny bit again, wiggling like he’s trying to get comfortable. He huffs a sigh.

“Hey,” You say softly, getting his attention.

His body curves at the waist, causing his t-shirt to bunch up and show off the dip of his hip bone. He looks up at you with wide eyes. He seems surprisingly awake. Must have some busy little bees buzzing around his mind. He makes a little questioning noise.

“You okay? You’re kinda fussy.” You murmur.

He groans. “I-  am just thinking.”

“About?” You drag the word out in a singsong-y manner.

The way Jeongguk’s face flushes is so pretty, you have to stop yourself from cooing. 

He moves himself from your lap and sits facing you. He looks like he's thinking about what to say, or how to say what he’s thinking so hard about. 

Eloquently he states, “I’m horny.”

You glance at his cock. Not quite hard, but a little happy and excited. You chuckle, leaning towards him, giving him a playfully sexy look. “Okay, let’s fuck baby.”

Jeongguk blushes even more, cheeks tinted red, while he leans away from you.

You pout. “What?”

Again he pauses, a small pout on his lips. He seems to be in a soft, needy, difficult mood. You’re probably going to have to pry what he wants to say out of his mouth.

With another uncalled for exasperated huff, Jeongguk rolls his eyes and moves closer to you before catching you by surprise and swinging a leg over your lap. He’s facing you while he straddles your thighs. His arms are looped around your neck, he’s playing with a little bit of your hair, twirling the long length around his fingers. You smile up at him, gently. Your palms squeeze at his narrow hips encouragingly.

“I want to try something new…” He says. He sounds nervous and looks at you the same.

“Mhmm.” You say, fighting a smile. 

“Really bad. Like I want it really bad.” His hips roll, probably unconsciously from the way he closes his eyes to ground himself. 

You peek at his lap, and his cock is bulging, the fabric of his sweatpants doing nothing to help hide it. You bring your hand to it, and massage him through his pants.

He whines and pushes against your palm before a hand comes down and grabs your wrist, stopping the movement. “Quit it, I’m trying to talk.” He’s so petulant and whiny.

You move your hand away and place it back on his hip, giggling a little. “Well spit it out, then.”

He scowls. You reach up and smooth the wrinkle in his brow before trailing it down and cupping his cheek. He softens immediately, melts like butter in your hands. His eyes close and he lets out a soft sigh, body relaxing a little.

He’s whispering, kinda giggling out of embarrassment, when he says, “I want you to fuck me.” He pauses, peeking at you through his lashes. “Like for real.”

Almost instantly a little spark ignites in your belly, and you feel your pussy get that telltale heartbeat. You didn’t want to push Jeongguk into anything, but you’ve been thinking about taking the ‘next step’ with your… ass-plorations for some time. But you figured he would get to the same point on his own, and would come to you when he was ready. Turns out you know him as well as you thought you did.

“Yeah?” You rub your free hand up his side. 

He nods quickly, eagerly. You pinch his cheek lightly, and he retaliates by trying to bite at it. To avoid the attack it finds his way back to his waist.

“When did you want to? Tonight?”

He wiggles impossibly closer to you. Kisses you quick before nodding again. “Yeah. I um. I already like prepped… mostly. I prepped what I could by myself.” He pauses with a cute thinking face. “You will probably have to help me a little. But yeah. I got ready for you just in case.” He nods.

You hum, glancing at the old clock on the wall, another gift from the prior tenant. 11:52 pm. 

“If we hurry, we can make it to a sex shop? They don’t usually close until 2 or 3 in the morning.” You suggest.

Jeongguk bites his lip, smiling excitedly. “Really? Can we?”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Yeah, duh.” You lean up and give him a speedy, but thorough kiss, smiling into it. “Been wanting to peg you for so long.” 

His face scrunches endearingly. “Don’t call it that.”

He hops off your lap, and goes to grab the keys, wasting no time. He stands by the door expectantly. His cock is, extremely obviously, sticking out. Someone didn’t wear his briefs today.

“Can you like… kill that?” You’re laughing as you tug on some sweats of your own, having only been lounging in your panties and one of his shirts. Your usual at home attire.

He looks down, and has a smug grin on his face when he looks at you again. “It’ll go down in the car. Hurry up!”

~~~

A dildo looks so much bigger when one is looking at it knowing that it will be inside of them within the next few hours. And there are so many options and colors. Some vibrate, some have fake pubic hair on them. Some have balls that are squishy and feel eerily… accurate.

Jeongguk isn’t having second thoughts, no. But he is having thoughts. Very overwhelming thoughts. 

You’re next to your boyfriend, glancing between him and the varying selection of fake cocks displayed in front of you both, trying to gauge his reaction. He looks a little pale, but tentatively excited. Curious at the very least.

“Which one do you want?” You ask.

“No idea.” He responds, eyes wide.

Like most store clerks, one shows up, almost like they have a built in ‘customer needs help and has no idea which dildo to get to peg her super hot boyfriend’ radar. 

“You guys need help?” He is a small man, with a monotone voice. He looks like he would rather be anywhere else at 12:30am on a Saturday night. 

“NO!” Jeongguk says quickly and loudly. Very loudly.

Both you and the store clerk flinch, looking at him shocked.

Jeongguk shifts on his feet. “No.” He says in a more socially acceptable tone. “No- I’m sorry. But we’re uh-” He grabs your arm and pulls you closer. “We’re good, thanks.”

The clerk looks between you and Jeongguk and the dildos. “Um… Alright.” He starts to walk away before he turns back around. “Well if you change your mind, I’m Yoongi and I’ll be at the counter. If your toy is electric I’ll test it in the back before you leave… We uh- provide batteries with your purchase if needed…” With one last glance, a very judgmental one in Jeongguk’s opinion, Yoongi takes his place at said counter. His eyes flicker to you guys every once in a while.

“Baby,” You grab Jeongguk’s face between your palms and make him look at you. You squeeze and his lips poke out making him look like a guppy. He blinks. “I know you’re nervous, but it’s going to be okay.”

He rolls his eyes, guppy face and all. “Well obviously. I just- We don’t need help.” He wiggles out of your grip, much like a… guppy.

You grin, trying not to laugh, and just be the supportive girlfriend you are. “Okay, did you decide which one you want?”

A side glance. “Not yet…”

You walk up and go to grab a pink sparkly one.

“Uh, not that one.”

You quirk an eyebrow and move your hand to a larger one.

“No.”

You play a little game of dildo hot or cold until you have a better idea of what Jeongguk wants. His preference seems to be skin tone, close to his own, with a more realistic feel. Normal balls though, not squishy. Also no faux hair. You thank him for that. If you actually had a penis it would surely be waxed. Bless Jeongguk for doing the same. As for size, he leaned more towards a very normal, moderate size. Maybe 5 or 6 inches at most, not too thick. Smaller than himself. One last option.

“Do you want it to vibrate?” You ask, holding one in your hand testing the numerous different settings.

He shakes his head, answering quick. “No.”

He pauses.

“Wait.” He thinks. “Maybe. Should we? You could use it too?” 

Sweet, kind, considerate angel. Always thinking about you and your pleasure. Couples who share the strap last the longest.

You shrug, pointing out, “I could use one that doesn’t vibrate too.”

He looks offended and sounds snotty. “Uh, you don’t need to.”

“Whatever. Why don’t we get both?”

You had a point. He pretends to ponder it, before nodding, already persuaded. “Okay.” 

“We need the harness now.”

You begin the harness hunt, walking through the store, coming across many a things, but for some reason you both keep missing them. They’re nowhere to be found. 

“Maybe they’re sold out?” He tries.

“Doubt it. Let’s go ask.” You grab him by his pinky and try to drag him to the counter. He resists. 

“Let’s not.”

“Koo.” You say giving him a look.

He whines, throwing his head back. Borderline throwing a fit. You hold your ground, smiling.

He’s easy to give in. Being a brat just on principle. “Fine but you’re talking.”

You stand on your tiptoes and kiss his cheek. “Of course, baby.” With his pinky in hand, you make your way to the counter.

The store clerk, Yoongi, if you remember correctly, is sitting behind the counter hunched over smiling at his phone. He doesn’t seem to notice you’re there.

You clear your throat gently, “Excuse me?”

Yoongi jumps, almost throwing his phone. “Fuck!” He exclaims. His fists come up ready to fight before he sees it’s you and Jeongguk. He then places his hand over his heart. “Shit, you scared me.” He chuckles, recovering quickly. “How can I help you?”

You stare at him for a moment longer before speaking up. “Um yeah, I was just wondering where your harnesses are?”

He leans on the counter, head in his hand looking kinda bored. “Hanresses? What kind? Hanging harness? Body harness?”

You glance at Jeongguk and he looks like he’s going to die.

“The um- strap on harnesses?” Your voice goes to a whisper when you say it, despite it just being you guys in the store.

Yoongi sits up, and looks at you, and then looks at Jeongguk. A look of understanding comes over his face along with an amused smile. He nods to himself, while getting up to help you. “Nice. Follow me.”

Jeongguk gapes at the ‘nice’ and looks at you in disbelief. You pat his butt telling him to get going. 

With some help from Yoongi you pick out a harness that looks supportive and comfortable, the ring that holds the dildo, compatible with both the ones that you plan on getting. It’s a simple adjustable black one. Yoongi recommended wearing something under it if the straps dig into you and irritate. He seems bored, but he’s actually very good at his job, and very knowledgeable.  

Finally you’re at the counter. You place all the items in Yoongi’s reach and he’s just about to tell you the total when Jeongguk perks up.

“Wait!” He says before scurrying off.

It’s quiet for a split second. Before the clerk speaks up.

“He’s cute.”

You smile, “Thanks, he’s mine.”

Yoongi laughs, small little fish teeth and gums on display. Must be a Pisces. You know Pisces teeth. “Does he have any cute friends?”

You nod. “Yeah, but they are dating.”

He shrugs. “Don’t care.”

“Uh… I can give you their Instagrams?”

He pulls out his phone, and follows them right there after a quick glance at their pages. Confidence is nice.

There’s a short lull in the conversation. And Jeongguk seems to be taking his sweet time getting something you guys must have forgotten. Or the poor things lost. It’s a big store. You speak up this time.

“Do you have like a manager I could leave a review for? You were really helpful, and seemed like you really knew what you were talking about.”

He shakes his head. “Nah, I own the place. You think I would be here on a Saturday night if it wasn’t obligatory? Thanks, though.”

“Oh.” You say. That was pretty impressive. The store was quite successful based on the reviews. You would make sure to let Jimin and Taehyung know Yoongi was a business man.

“Okay, I’m back.” Jeongguk announces. “Sorry I forgot where it was.”

He places 2 (two) large bottles of lube on the counter. You cough out a laugh.

“Baby, we have lube at home.”

“But do we have enough?”

“I think maybe one more would be more than enough.”

He ignores you, looking Yoongi in the eyes for the first time tonight. “Add both please.”

Yoongi nods, looking a little scared of Jeongguk’s seriousness, and does as he’s ordered.

After Jeongguk pays, and you both are making your way to the exit, Yoongi calls out, “Good luck, tell your friends to follow me back!”

“Uh- Okay?” Jeongguk yells back. When you’re in the parking lot, he asks, “What the heck was that about?”

You shake your head, laughing to yourself. “Don’t worry about it.”

~~~

As soon as you get back to your dorm, the atmosphere is thick, full of tension and nervous anticipation. Jeongguk’s fidgety, eager to get started. You’re not far off, but contain yourself a little more. Need to keep control of the situation in case Jeongguk gets deep into his mood.

You guys are in the bathroom now, each one washing a toy before you use it. You make sure to unwrap the harness and the lube as well, both at Jeongguk’s insistent request, ensuring you don’t have to stop and deal with it later. 

“Let’s just get undressed in here, it’s where my hamper is.” You say already tugging your shirt over your head, tits bouncing freely. Jeongguk went without briefs today, and you went without a bra.

Jeongguk quietly follows suit, and you don’t miss the way his hands are trembling a little in anticipation. When you’re both naked he kisses you quickly, and jiggles your boobs a little just because they are there and because he can, before saying, “Okay, lets go.” He’s out the bathroom before you can even respond. You laugh to yourself and gather the stuff he forgot in his excitement.

When you walk out with your hands full, you see Jeongguk spreading out a blanket over your comforter.

“Whatcha doin?” You ask curiously, placing the items on the nightstand.

“Gets messy. Wanna save your bedding.” He states.

You squawk, grabbing the blanket he set up on your bed. “Not my baby blanket you monster.”

He laughs, abs tensing. You notice he’s already hanging a little heavy between his thighs. “Sorry. Was the first one I saw.” He walks over to the couch and replaces the blanket that’s hanging over the back with your baby blanket and resets up. “Better?” he asks, extended his arm towards your bed to show off his work.

You nod, and take the few steps needed to close the space between you both. Your hand runs down his belly, and you feel his muscles jump, and you see little goosebumps sprout all over. His hands come up to cup your tits. You kiss softly where his heart is. You look up at him.

“I love you.” You smile.

He blushes. “Love you.” He whispers, before he leans down and slots your lips together.

It’s eager from the start. Your bodies press together, as your hands roam. When he takes a breath and surges back in, your teeth click together is his haste, before his tongue slips into your mouth. He groans into you, his hand going down to cup your ass, squeezing and pulling you impossibly closer. 

You feel his cock against your belly, almost fully hard already. You reach down to wrap a hand around him, wanting to help him get there before you get started. He hisses, thrusting forward instinctively before pulling away. He looks like he hates that he does.

“No- I,” He’s already short of breath, chest rising and falling a little bit faster than normal. “I wanna watch you cum. With the toy.” He reaches around you, grabbing the vibrating dildo. “Please?” He asks. His eyes are fervent.

You take the toy in your hand, and kiss him again softly. “Yeah, baby. Whatever you. It’s all about you tonight.”

He shakes his head. “Always about you too.” 

Your heart beats, happy in your chest. You thought about it earlier in the night, but Jeongguk really was the best lover. He always, always made sure you were taken care of, before, during, and after sex. He was so vocal and communicative, genuinely wanting you to know it was always about both of you, even if one was receiving more attention. He was caring like that in and out of the bedroom. You were so lucky to be his.

“You’re too good to me,” You laugh, climbing onto the bed. You settle back against your pillows, propping some behind you so you can see him, and watch him while you get off. He takes his place in front of you, looking at you expectantly.

He’s impatient, placing his hands on your knees, spreading you open so he can see your cunt. You let him get you into position before saying, “Keep your hands to yourself now, okay?”

He nods, eyes never leaving your pussy. He licks his lips. “Okay.” It’s said in a distracted kind of far away tone.

You hum as you bring the toy to your mouth, getting it wet. You wouldn’t need any lube, you would be dripping in no time. You don’t waste any time putting your free hand down between your legs and spreading your pussy lips, so your clit and the pretty pink center of your cunt are displayed for Jeongguk. You glance at him through your lashes, when you hear a small gasp fall from his lips. He’s already got a hand around himself. Just the tips of his fingers stroking his length, at a leisurely pace. 

“She’s so pretty… You’re so pretty.” His eye flick to your face before zeroing in on your center again.

“Tell me how to do it baby. Tell me what you want to see.” You say, voice salacious and soft. You circle your finger slowly around your nub, dipping inside just a bit to spread your slick around.

When he swallows, it’s audible, his Adam's apple jumping. “I want you to turn it on low, and put it on your clit. I want you to feel good.”

You smile, and drag the tip of it down your body to just above your clit, turning it on the lowest setting before making contact with your sensitive nub. Your legs jolt, almost closing when you feel the vibrations. Even the lowest setting was strong. Your head falls back, and your legs spread more for him once you get used to the strength of the toy. “Fuck…” You breathe.

“Does it feel good?” He asks, greedy for your pleasure.

You nod, eyes still closed, focusing. You move the vibrator in small circles over your clit. You can hear Jeongguk’s breaths speed up.

“Turn it up.” His voice gives away that he’s speeded up his hand on his cock too.

You do as he says, looking at him as you do. He’s sin personified. He’s on his knees, sitting back on his feet, so his thighs are flexed and bulging. His abs tense when his palm twists under the crown of his cock. His eyes almost look black, pupils blown so wide, lust taking over his face. He’s got his plump bottom lip drawn between his teeth. He looks up from your pussy and catches you staring. He smiles shyly.

You keep your eyes on him as you bring the toy back down to your core. A short high pitched moan falls from your lips, as your brows knit together, before your eyes roll back. He groans, your expression enough to make his cock start to leak.

“Feels so good, Jeongguk.” You moan. The vibrator is right where it feels best, pulsing against your clit, causing pleasure to bleed into your veins. 

“Yeah, baby?” He asks, he’s breathless, sounds like he’s in love. With you, your cunt. “Tell me.”

“‘S just right Koo, could make me cum just like this…” 

He curses, and you open your eyes just in time to see him grip the base of his cock, keeping himself in check. “Not yet, baby. Little longer, please.” Still so polite and good for you, even when he’s the one telling you what to do.

He has you keep the vibe there, for a while longer, right in the spot that’s gonna make you lose it. He watches as a tiny clear drop leaks from you pink little pussy. It looks like it’s heavy and about to drip down to the blanket under you. He doesn’t notice your legs shaking until you’re gasping, “Koo, I’m almost- I’m gonna-”

“No!” He says quickly, his hand reaches out to pull the vibrator from your cunt just before you get your high. Your pussy aches and throbs, wanting to cum so bad. 

Your chest is heaving when you ask, “Are… are you edging me?”

He shakes his head, even though your eyes are closed, trying to catch your breath. “No, no! I just. I got distracted.” He looks at that small drop of slick again. Fuck, he wants to lick it up and drink you down. “You’re leaking.” He states.

You laugh, breathing getting back to normal. “Yeah?” You reach your hand down to collect the distracting little droplet and bring it in front of you. You press the sticky finger to your thumb and then pull them apart to see the clear strings stay connected even as you pull. You hum, before offering your hand to Jeongguk. He sucks in a breath.

“Want some?” 

He’s quick as he crawls between you legs, cock fully hard now. He watches you as he sucks your fingers into his mouth, tongue swirling around getting every last bit, before he sucks off with a pop!

He crawls farther up your body to kiss you deep, wanting you to get a taste of yourself too. He pulls back just a bit, and whispers against your lips, “I want you to fuck yourself with it, okay? Just for a little bit, then you can cum?” He’s phrasing it as a question, knowing he really doesn't have the final say, not tonight. But his voice is shaking from how turned on he is, how could you ever say no?

“Sit back.” Is all you respond. He does as he’s told.

You buzz the toy over your clit again, just because you can. Wanting to see how long Jeongguk can be good before begging. Turns out it’s not long at all. 

“Put it in…” He moans. You look at him and his mouth is parted, and his eyes heavy as he watches you. His hand is moving fast over his cock, sticking straight up to his tummy. “Please.”

You drag the toy down to your slit, and tease it there before just barely pushing it in just a fraction of the length. Jeongguk whines, high and desperate. Apparently you’re moving to slow for him.

“More,” He begs. 

You sigh, “You’re so needy tonight, baby.” He nods, agreeable.

When the toy sinks inside of you all the way to the hilt, you and Jeongguk both moan a quiet, “Fuck.” simultaneously. You’re coherent enough to laugh a little at the jinx, but he seems to barely notice, too focused on watching the toy sink into you, and then come back out to vibrate your clit again. You keep up this teasing pattern, again waiting to be told what to do by him, waiting to see how long he makes it this time.

“Harder, do it harder,” He’s panting. Moaning every word that leaves his lips.

You do as he says, and finally push the toy in at a pace that gets you climbing to being close again. You won’t be able to come like this though, and he knows that. Knows that you can only cum from penetration with him. He leans over and grabs the other toy from the end table, spitting on it and spreading it around until it's covered well.

“Use them both, want you to cum for me.”

With two toys in your hands, one in your cunt, filling you up, and one on your clit, making your legs shake, you do your best to make yourself cum. But it’s not enough. A soft whine falls from your lips, you’re so close, but you need more. More than you can give yourself.

“Faster baby, faster. You’re so close.” He whispers. He got both hands working now too, one stroking and one down tugging on his balls. 

You whimper, “I can’t my arm hurts. It’s tired.”

Immediately he stops pleasing himself and gets right to pleasing you. Your pleasure taking priority. “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll help you baby.”

Jeongguk sits between your legs, and takes over the toy fucking into you, and turns up the one on your clit. With him pushing the toy in at a pace that you couldn’t do yourself, and the other toy vibing your clit incessantly, it takes barely any time at all for you to cum. You were so close already, just needed him to push you over. 

Your legs are shaking and your toes are curling, when you cry out, “Baby, I’m gonna cum.”

“Do it, baby. Wanna watch.” He’s quiet, paying close attention to your body and the reactions he’s helping pull from it. He’s part of the reason why your face looks so pornographic as you finish. He’s part of the reason why your back is arching off of the bed. He’s part of the reason why your toes are curling, and why your legs are shaking, and why your pussy is contracting over the toy he’s still thrusting inside of you, working you through every last second of your orgasm. He reads your body cues, and slows down and pulls it out when you start to come down. You look blissed out, and you bring a hand to your hair and fluff it a little before laughing.

“That was good.” You sigh smiling, and when you look at him an image forms in your head, and you have every intention of making him carry it out.

Right before your eyes, Jeongguk wraps his lips around the toy that is going to be inside of him in just a short while, sucking off your slick. He laps his tongue around it trying to get it all. He’s obscene. 

“Gimme,” You say sitting up with an extended hand. 

He pouts at being interrupted, but does as he’s told. He takes your spot on the bed, and you head to the bathroom, stopping by your dresser on the way.

When you get to the bathroom, you close the door and get to cleaning the toys once again. After, you get to the stuff you grabbed from the wardrobe. A lacy pair of black panties, and sheer black thigh highs with matching lace adorning the tops. You slip into them, and then move on to the strap on. You hold it in front of you and try to make sense of which part goes where, and which holes your legs go into. It takes a second, but you get into it, adjusting it so it's nice and snug. Your outfit probably won’t help much with protecting your thighs, but at least the little part above your pussy will be safe. You look at yourself in the mirror. Not too weird or scary yet. You glance at the dildo on the counter.

It’s not too big so hopefully it’s not too… jarring when you see yourself with it. You get to work, slipping the suction base of the non-vibrating toy into the ring that’s meant to hold it in place. You look at it sticking out from your crotch and take a deep breath before turning to the mirror.

You gasp, before cackling quietly. You knew it was going to be weird. Like you knew. But actually seeing yourself with the whole get up is funny. Right now at least. You know it’s going to be sexy, once you get used to it and into the moment and inside of Jeongguk. You wonder how he’s going to react. Only one way to find out.

While you're walking to your bedroom from the bathroom, the dildo bobs, and you're giggling distractedly until you lift your eyes to let your boyfriend know you're ready. Again you’re met with a scene so indecent it belongs in a porno.

Jeongguk’s eyes are closed and soft moans are falling from his lips as he strokes his cock. He’s got three fingers in his ass, opening himself up for you, for your cock. Such a good good boy. He was so patient and productive while you got ready for him.

“You’re so good baby,” You murmur softly.

Jeongguk blinks his eyes open slowly, and rolls his head to the side to look at you. He doesn’t even falter in his movements at all, hand still moving, fingers still thrusting. He smiles a little when he sees you, but his eyes are hazy and he sounds lust drunk when he simply says, “You look sexy.”

You blush and a fond smile graces your lips, any embarrassment or self consciousness you were feeling prior to seeing him spread out for you on your bed, quickly vanishing.

You settle on the bed between his legs and watch for a moment as his hole takes his long fingers in. “Want me to help?” You ask quietly.

“Mhmm,” He nods, eyes closed still, tongue peeking out from between his lips. He doesn’t take his fingers out, though.

You grab the lube next to him, and flip it open. “You gonna get out so I can get in?” 

He shakes his head. “Nuh uh. Put one in with mine.”

Something about that makes your body tingle. Inside of him with him. Opening him up. You can’t explain it, because you don’t really even get it yourself, but it makes you buzz and feel almost high.

You slick up your middle finger, and drizzle some more on his for good measure. He jumps slightly, and then giggles softly.

“Cold.” He says.

“Sorry,” You say distractedly. Your finger is lined up with his now.

“I’ve never done 4 before so you… have to go slow…” He pauses as he speaks, letting himself moan freely when his fingers graze over that secret spot that he’s grown to love so much.

“Tell me to stop if you need to.”

He doesn’t reply, just stops his fingers so you can wiggle yours in next to his. At the first push against his hole, there’s resistance. Very much expected. He’s quiet, teeth gritted, but he never says stop, knowing his body wants it, and knowing it will accommodate what he wants. After the second knuckle, your finger sinks in, almost gets sucked in, by his hole.

He lets out a shaky breath.

“You okay, baby?” You check in.

“Yeah just… full.” He moans when you wiggle your finger experimentally. “”S good. Move it some more.”

You do, and his start to move with yours. You can feel his fingers curl inside of himself to reach his prostate, and it’s pleasant in an out of body way, knowing when his face is going to contort in pleasure, and when he’s going to cry out, when you never really knew before. You’ve milked him before, of course, but feeling him do it to himself from the inside? It’s kind of thrilling.

“Pull, stretch me out.” He moans, voice impatient and needy.

He gets kinda slutty when something’s up his ass.

He swears when you do, his finger rubbing insistent circles on his prostate to distract himself from the minor sting of the stretch. His moans, start to raise in pitch and his hand that’s on his cock, still jerking it, starts to speed up. You can tell he’s close. He clenches against your finger that’s still stretching him open.

“Fuck,” He says, on a breathless giggle, “Take them out. Or I’m gonna cum.” He’s still stroking his cock, like he doesn’t wanna stop.

“You c-” 

“No. Out.” He demands, hand finally pulling away from his cock, and his fingers inside stop. You gently ease out of him.

When Jeongguk’s fingers slip out, you gasp. His little pink hole is clenching on nothing, still open just the tiniest bit, thoroughly stretched.

“You know how you always say my pussy is pretty?” You ask, fingers tracing around the puffy stretched rim.

He makes an affirmative noise, watching you with hooded, lazy eyes as you touch him. He even spreads farther so you can touch and see better. You marvel at the difference between the embarrassed boy you made cum untouched a couple months ago, and the one in front of you now, so comfortable and relaxed. It makes you happy.

“Well, your butthole is pretty.”

He snorts, and kicks you lightly. He smiles at you, soft and sluggish. “Just fuck me.” 

He sounds so wistful and just ready.

But you’re not.

You grip the base of your cock, and stand up. You walk to the head of the bed, next to his confused face. You stay there waiting for him to get it. He doesn’t.

“You want me inside of you right baby?” You ask, voice gentle.

He nods, eyes no longer hazy, but wide and confused. He looks between you and your cock.

“I think that means you have to get me ready. Get me nice and wet, right?”

You can physically see when Jeongguk gets it. When it clicks for him. His eyes darken, and he licks his lips. “Yeah… You’re right. I should… help you.” He whispers, sitting up. You back up enough for him to have a place on the floor.

Jeongguk on his knees for you isn’t a new sight. He’s eaten your pussy like this before, you either grinding onto his face, or him holding you still and making quick work of your clit. But Jeongguk on his knees for you to suck your cock? New, and lewd. 

He looks nervous, kind of hesitant. A hand is raised midway, like he isn't sure if he should grab it. 

“Lick it, baby.” You encourage.

He glances at you, doe eyes seeking approval as he leans forward and gives a kitten lick to the tip. You nod, letting him know he’s doing well. His hand comes up and replaces yours at the base and he opens his mouth enough to wrap his lips around the head, and he swirls his tongue.

He pops off, and strokes up to where his mouth was and spreads the little bit of spit. The silicone is still dry though, so he spits on it more, straight from his mouth. You suck in a breath.

“Fuck, you’re so hot baby.” You whisper a breathy moan as his hands move up and down your cock. He adds his mouth again.

He hums a little, before backing up and looking at you again. “Does that feel good?” He asks.

You laugh lightly, in pure awe of him. He’s so sexy, and so sweet, and so incredibly lust inducing. Your pussy aches behind your cock. “Feels so good, baby. You’re doing so good.”

He hums, still stroking you off. “I really want it inside me…” He says, hinting that he’s ready.

You have mercy on him, having fulfilled your newfound personal fantasy enough for the night. Maybe you could revisit it another time. But now it was time to fulfill a mutual fantasy.

“On the bed, hands and knees.” You tell him.

Excitedly he hops back onto the bed, and gets into position, his hole on display for you. His back is arched and you can see the plush swell where his lower back meets the top of his cheeks. You settle behind him, and his shoulder to waist to hip ratio, is sinful. He’s always had the daintiest waist, strong, but still so small. But at this angle, it’s cinched and the way his legs are spread makes his hips look wider, accentuating the dip at his middle. You rub your hands over the narrow curve, all the way to his cheeks, grabbing handfuls of the muscle. There’s a slight give when you squeeze your hands.

Jeongguk’s head drops, and he lets out a shuddering sigh, he’s got the chills again, and he’s got a constant thrum coursing through his body. “Please…” He moans, so quietly, so desperately.

You kiss the small of his back before grabbing the lube left abandoned on the bed. You lather 2 of your fingers, and push them into Jeongguk’s hole making sure he’s nice and slick. There’s no resistance at all, hole loose and ready enough for them to slip right in. Then you lather your cock, probably with too much lube, honestly, but you wanted to be so sure that he didn’t feel any more pain than absolutely necessary. You knew the first initial push in would be the worst, but you were hopeful you both had stretched him out enough to at least minimize or diminish it altogether. 

You grab the base of your cock and line it up with his hole. It flutters, when you barely press against his rim.

“Ready?” You ask, giving a heads up.

“Yeah.” He says softly.

He’s tight. His hole sinks in with the tip of your cock before the rim gives and swallows around it. Jeongguk tenses and his hands grip the blanket under you. 

“Shit…” He groans. He sounds like he’s clenching his teeth.

You rub soothingly at his lower back, fingers dipping when you run them over the dimples at the bottom of his spine. “You’re doing so good baby.” You tell him.

“Doesn’t really hurt, I’m just stretching.” He says through his teeth. “I can take it though, keep going.”

You grab the lube and drizzle more directly onto his hole. He doesn’t mention the cold this time, too focused on taking your cock. You push against him, and feel yourself sink deeper into him. It’s like after the tip was in, his body knew what to do to take the rest. The slide wasn’t a swift, fast stroke, but it was a smooth and slow glide. When you bottom out Jeongguk’s arms give out from under him, his face going to the bed. 

“Holy fuck.” He keens, resting his head on his arms. Your hands are constantly on him, soothing him in any way that you can.

“Tell me when.” You whisper patiently. He nods. With his head turned to the side and pillowed on his arms, you can see his eyes are squeezed shut. The inhales and exhales you can see in the expanding of his ribcage, tell you that he’s taking deep breaths working through the stretch, getting himself used to it.

“Okay… Ready.” He murmurs.

You pull out just a bit before pushing back in. Jeongguk moans softly. Spreads his legs even wider, arches his back even deeper. He’s pushing his ass out for you, his body begging you to make it feel good.

You keep a slow pace, kind of nervous to speed up. 

“You can go faster, feels nice.” He says. He’s been puffing out little gasps of air every time you bottom out with your slow pace.

With his consent, you grab at his hips and pull out to just the tip, before swiftly pushing back in, fast and hard. His cheeks bounce on the impact. You grab one and jiggle it a little, thrusting into him again, drinking down the whines that slip out.

“You’ve got such a bubble butt, I never noticed before. But it like… bounces.” You say, wonder in your tone. 

“Thanks, can you like tell me about it later?” He asks, voice strained.

Point taken. 

Your thrust game is kind of shitty, in reality. It’s hard to find a rhythm, your hips not used to moving this way. But Jeongguk is moaning freely underneath you, just happy to have something inside of him after thinking about it all week. So you keep going, and eventually, the pattern comes to you, still kind of messy, but now you’ve got him cursing beneath you. You’ve got one hand on his ass, the other braced on his arched spine.

A particularly good thrust has Jeongguk burying his face into the bed, teeth biting at the bedding. “Yeah fuck-” He groans with his mouth full of blanket. With his hands now free, he brings them behind him and settles them on his cheeks and spreads.

You watch clearly as your cock sinks into Jeongguk’s ass. You’re out of breath, but you make sure to tell him how good he looks, how pretty his hole looks swallowing your cock, like it was made to take it.

“Wanna ride you.” He says. His voice is pitifully wrecked and he sounds so thoroughly fucked, you feel a little proud. Still, you’re grateful for a break. You don’t know how he fucks you like he does. ‘Topping’ is tiring. You pull out of him, and realize that when you were in awe of his hole at taking your fingers, it was premature. Jeongguk’s hole after he takes your cock is vulgar. It’s properly gaped now. Not huge, but around a fingers width.

He rolls over, and settles on his back like he just needs a moment. His chest is heaving, similar to yours. You hop off the bed, and a needy keen comes from him. You glance back at him, and he looks like he’s going to get up and follow you, but you hush him gently.

“I’m just getting some water, baby. I’ll be right back.” 

He huffs flopping back onto his back. “Hurry please.” He whines.

You get back as soon as possible with a glass of water for you both to share. He sits up onto one elbow and makes a grabby hand for the cup after you’ve had your share. You swat his hand away and hold the cup to his lips. He hums, gulping the water down. He’s happy to be coddled and taken care of. When he finishes with a cute little gasp, you place the cup to the side, and brush your hand through his sweaty hair. 

He butts his head against your palm and laughs. His eyes shut, and crinkled at the corners. His water break seems to have perked him up. His cock hasn’t deflated one bit. Rock hard and red, throbbing against his tummy. It’s messy and wet too.

You’re about to ask if he touched himself while you were inside of him, but before you can, you’re getting manhandled until he’s on top of you. He’s got your hands pinned above your head, and he smiles at you playfully, before leaning down to kiss you, deep and slow. He sucks on your lip, and slowly grinds his cock onto your belly, soft whines spilling from his tongue. He brushes his nose against yours as he sighs into your mouth, finally allowing himself the pleasure of paying attention to his cock. 

He doesn’t allow himself relief for long, however. He’s sitting up and looking from side to side for the lube before finally spotting it. His movements are quick and hectic, like he’s too excited and overly eager.

You rub your hands over his strong thighs. “Hey, slow down. You don’t have to rush. We have all night.”

He sighs at your touch, and nods softly. He whispers. “Yeah… okay. I love you.”

The little affection makes you swoon, absolutely smitten. “I love you.” You squeeze at his legs, tenderly.

He hums. “Gonna ride you now.” He opens the lube and continues with eager actions, almost like you didn’t even slow him down just a moment ago. You smile fondly to yourself. Jeongguk’s too busy slicking up your cock again to notice the mushy look.

He’s got a hand reaching behind him and he’s gripping your cock to line it up with his hole. He wiggles to get into the right position before slowly starting to sink down. His eyebrows are pinched, and his mouth falls open. But his eyes roll back when he bottoms out. His hands are braced on your stomach.

“Oh, I love it like this.” He whimpers. His legs tense at your sides, almost like he’s trying to close his legs at the pleasure he feels from your cock being tucked inside of him, hitting all the right places. He starts to grind on your cock, soft pleasured little mewls just tumbling off his tongue.

He looks so good, whining, grinding on you with his weeping cock displayed. But you wanna see him lose it on your cock. See him fall apart at how good it feels, not watch him bask in it.

“Bounce on it.” You say, voice sounding almost as fucked out as his. You know your panties are soaked through at this point, pussy pulsing and neglected, tucked away behind the strap.

Jeongguk nods. “Yeah, wanna.” 

He’s lifting himself off your cock to the tip before sliding down on it again, hard and fast. It punches a sharp gasp from his lungs. He finds a pace he likes and keeps it up, his thighs tensing, and his abs flexing as he tests his stamina, chasing that euphoric feeling he wants so so badly. He’s so strong and fit, bouncing up and down on your cock as loud unabashed moans fill the room. 

The force of him riding you makes your tits jiggle, bouncing around until they catch his attention. He groans before his hands find them, squeezing hard, using them as leverage as he pulls and drags his hips over yours. Your cock must be rubbing over his prostate because he’s losing his mind. All kinds of noises leave his mouth, and the expressions he makes are filthy.

“Fuck baby. You make me feel so good. The best- I-” He eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens in a silent moan, overwhelmed, before a guttural groan sounds from deep within his chest. “God. Wanna cum on your cock, baby. Fuck me-”

You laugh, wonderstruck, and kind of deliriously high on the satisfaction and fulfillment you get from seeing Jeongguk feel so just…. Good. “Yeah baby? You’re gonna cum for me? All over my cock?”

He whimpers and nods as he gets back to bouncing, a desperation to his movements that wasn’t there before. His cock is slapping against both of your stomachs with nasty wet noises due to his precum getting everywhere. You feel some fly and hit your neck, his cock just dripping, weeping and begging to cum. 

It won’t be long though, before he cums. You feel the way his thighs tense, and he gets that confused look on his face, and he’s got that puzzled pitch to his moans. It’s the way he always gets when he cums untouched, always in awe that he can do it himself, without a hand around his cock. His whole body is flushed and hot to the touch, sweat making him glow in the soft light of your bedroom lamp.

He throws his head back, neck extended, and veins bulging, before looking down at his bouncing cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He’s so whiny and noisy when he moans.

“Yeah?” You ask again, “Do it baby, show me how. You can do it, cum for me.” 

He’s nodding frantically, “Yeah- I’m gonna... Fuck, yes- Yeah, I’m-” He bounces a few more times, silent aside from the obscene squelching noises of your skin meeting, before his body tenses one last time before that string in him snaps. “Cumming-” He chokes it out. His moans don’t stop the whole time his cock shoots out his load, landing on your tummy. The moans even turn into cries, actual tears filling his eyes and falling down his cheeks. His body jerks and twitches with his orgasm. But still, he’s grinding on you, your cock still rubbing that spot inside of him, it’s like he never wants the feeling to end, even if it’s devastating, bordering on too much to handle.

You smooth your hands all over his sweaty body, before firmly placing them on his hips, stopping him. “Hey. You’re good, you did so good baby, you don’t have to keep going.”

Jeongguk’s cries are quiet, and he takes a few deep stuttering breaths to try and calm himself down, nodding with your soothing words. He rubs the back of his hand at his eyes, trying to dry them. It doesn’t help much, he’s calmed himself some but a few silent tears still make their way out, along with some soft hiccupping breaths.

“Lay down, and wait for me, hmm?” You whisper gently. He nods and lifts himself slowly, wincing at the sore ache in his hole. It’s more prevalent now that the pleasure has subsided. He all but collapses onto your pillow. 

“I’m gonna get some more water, and a towel okay?”

He grunts in response.

Before you go, you strip out of the gear, just tossing it on the ground, eager to get back to Jeongguk after getting the things you need.

When you get back, he is in the same exact position, and you laugh lightly. 

“Baby?” You ask, making sure he didn’t fall asleep.

Another grunt.

Good, he would hate you in the morning if you left him to sleep being so messy.

“Sit up, I have water and snacks and cleaning supplies.”

His head pops up. “Snacks?” His hair is sticking up on one side.

You laugh, endeared. He’s not crying anymore either, a good sign that he will be okay in just a little while after some kisses and love.

“Yeah, I got some of those seaweed chips you like, and some water.”

He sits up, leaning back on the pillows knowing the drill for after butt stuff. You hand him the water and the chips. He eats first.

“You hungry?” You ask, fitting yourself between his legs with the warm washcloth. He opens easily, munching away. You both are far past after sex shyness.

He talks with his mouth full. “Yeah. Jimin said not to eat the day off.”

You hum curiously, but don’t question it. Jimin partakes in butt stuff much more than you both. 

You’ve got all the lube cleaned off his thighs and cheeks, now all that’s left is his hole. You do it as gently as you can, knowing he’s sore just from how red and swollen and puffy it is.  But he still winces.

“How bad is it?” He mumbles.

You hesitate. “Um… You’re gonna be a little sore.” You tell him simply.

He groans, before downing his water. When he’s done, he says, “Practice is going to suck.”

You nod in agreement. It was. You wrap the used cloth in the blanket you used to protect your sheets, once again just tossing the bundle to the floor.

“Worth it though,” He smiles, pleased.

You chuckle as you find your place by him. He’s set his refreshments aside and lets you curl against him. His body sags with exhaustion when he feels your warmth press into him. You plant kisses on every inch of skin you can reach. He purrs.

“Why’d you keep going?” You ask, between smooches.

“I don’t know… it just felt so good. I guess I didn’t want it to stop.” He’s quiet, and his words are said on a sigh.

You nod, your kisses making your way to his lips. You just kiss him, slow and easy, for a few minutes until he yawns into it. He giggles.

“I’m so tired man.”

“I bet man.” You tease.

He kisses you one more time before asking, “Will you tickle my back until I fall asleep?” It’s hopeful and so sugary sweet.

“Yeah roll over.”

It’s barely a few minutes before you're met with his soft snores. You kiss his shoulder blade, before following right behind him.

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you ask for pegging and you shall receive :] i hope you liked it and that it met ur pegging standards askdkhjd as always, comments and feedback and asks and notes are loved and appreciated. thank you for reading friends ily :* 

[g0ldengubler]

lunchtime ~ spencer reid

A/N: THIS IS VERY UNEDITED VERY HORRIBLE WRITING! i just wanted to get this out. this is a kink i have but never really talked about it. but i hope u still enjoy! it’s very weird so if you don’t want to read it you don’t have to :)

Category: smut (NSFW18+)

CW: rough sex, riding, doggystyle, special guests listening in

Summary: spencer reid works a lot. he’s an fbi agent, he can’t help but be a workaholic! but when you guys finally get time to yourselves, what happens when it’s risky interrupted?

Word Count: 2078

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having a boyfriend who works in the FBI isn’t all rainbows and sunshine. Because of his job, Dr.Spencer Reid was always either gone on a case or working on cases at home. he could be doing it in the office, but spencer was a sweet guy and made a middle ground to see his girlfriend more. he was just as passionate about her as he was with his job, calling her every night when he was away, making sure to treat her when he got back or when he was done for the day. he made sure she knew she was important to him, which wasn’t something she ever felt from a guy who was a workaholic.

today was just like every other day. spencer got to do case files at home as there was no case as of then. Y/n tried her best to take care of him while working, as a return of the favor. She made him his favorite waffles that morning and even made him a fresh cup of coffee just the way he likes it-a cup of sugar with coffee to mix. He kissed her on the forehead, convinced that he didn’t deserve her. once he was done he went straight to work. In a way, y/n pretty much worked with him as his personal Penelope Garcia, as he was an old man when it came to computers.

it was lunchtime at this point. y/n walked into his office and stood in the door frame, watching his fingers move down the page in his book as he read. his fingers made her melt, and he knew that. clouds began to form in her head as thoughts of what he could do with this fingers took hold of her. she didn’t even notice he was wanting her attention as he snapped her out of her daydreams with a snap of his fingers.

“Bubs, are you ok?” spencer asked. he was still at his desk, his finger placed at the spot he was at. you looked back at him from his finger, noticing what he was wearing and it wasn’t helping your case at all. while he was wearing his favorite maroon cardigan that he thrifted (still lux though as it was ralph lauren), he also wore a pair of grey sweatpants. clever of him for the moments he had to video chat with people.

you were quickly out of your thoughts yet again as you felt your body move without you knowing before. you walked towards him as he turned his chair to your side. you noticed he was half hard in his pants, as the imprint of himself showed through. you sat on his lap and ran your fingers through your hair, peppering kisses below his ear. he chuckled, thinking you were being cute, but you were just getting started.

“it’s lunchtime bubs.” you whispered as you softly grind against him.

spencer put his hands on your his after guiding your body to straddle him. he guides them as his lips touch yours. “good,” he said in between kisses, gently rubbing circles over your shorts in the place you wanted him most, “i’m starving.”

not only was spencer the sweetest, softest man you’ve ever met, but he was also the sexiest and dirtiest. he was rough like a wild bear but soft as a teddy bear-taking such good care of you after he ruined you to filth. no one would ever believe the things you two have done together in the past year. no one would especially believe what happened today.

as spencer’s about to slide his hand down your shorts, his phone rang. he groan softly under his breath as his right hand left your side to grab his phone. you were a little annoyed at first, but once he put the phone to his ear, an idea popped into your head.

“hey hotch...” he said. you slowly leaned down and went back to the spot below his ear, sucking and nibbling it softly.

this wasn’t something new to the both of you. it was a fun little game you’d play if either of phones rang while you were in the middle of it, seeing how long they could last at acting normal. by now, spencer had got the hang of it and made it easy for him when it was any of his coworkers. today, however, he was almost struggling.

you heard other voices on the phone as well. you could tell by how low they all sounded that it was 3 of the men on his team.

“yeah, i was um...about to have lunch.”

you decided to try and break him a little, sucking a little bit harder.

“can i call y-“ a soft moan left his lips, cutting him off his sentence. his eyes bulged out of his head as his mouth fell open. you quickly coughed in a lower tone to help him out, trying not to laugh.

“yeah, luke i’m fine,” he said, “just stubbed my toe....shut up morgan!”

you giggled softly to yourself, but not softly enough. you heard laughing from his phone and realized you were busted.

“hi boys!” you said, jokingly sounding seductive.

spencer gave you a look that said ‘are you kidding me?’ which made you giggle even more. you hear morgan on the other end say, “aww, did we interrupt your lunch?”

“yeah, you did! we were just about to get started.”

spencer placed the phone back to his ear, taking a deep breath before speaking. “look seriously can we-“

he paused, listening to whoever was talking. slowly, spencer removed the phone from his ear and covered it with his shoulder. he looked unsure of himself, as if he was trying to gather the courage to speak.

“bubs,” he said weakly, “do you um...uh..d-do you want to...have the phone on speaker?”

you thought for a moment. you were always secretly into things like this, but never told spencer because you thought he would find it weird. but seeing him look kind of into it didn’t help the puddle forming in your shorts.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to. whatever your comfortable with!”

you thought for one more moment before taking his phone out of his hands and putting it on speaker for him, setting it down on his desk. he looks at you confused.

“let’s put on a show for your coworkers, daddy.”

“ooooo coming in with the big guns already!” said Luke.

“y/n does not play.” said Hotch.

Spencer was frozen in his tracks. he couldn’t believe the words coming out of their mouths, let alone what was going on.

“well come on then daddy, give us a show! my popcorn is getting cold.” teased morgan.

spencer rolled his eyes at morgan before his lips attacked yours. you continued your grinding on him, this time he was grinding back. you moaned through the kiss as his hands went back in your shorts, rubbing circles on your clit.

“oh wow, spencer got a girl to moan like that!” said Morgan.

“is he making you feel good, hun?” asked hotch.

“fuck yesssss!” you let out a long moan as spencer moved faster with his motions. he let out a groan and cursed under his breath. you felt his pressed under your thigh and that made you try to hold in how turned on you really were. you held on for dear life on the armrests of his chair as he leaned back a little bit.

“are you getting close, baby girl?” asked morgan.

“yes yes yes fuuuck daddy please let me cum.”

“you wanna cum for me, angel?” asked spencer.

“yes omg please i’m so fucking close!”

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

before you could fall down the hill like on a roller coaster, you felt incomplete as he took his fingers out. you let out a little whine, letting the guys know he didn’t let you cum.

“ooooo doctor genius over there didn’t let her cum, how sad.” teased Luke.

“what are you going to do now?” asked Hotch.

“because she’s about to get fucked and really show you how much of slut she truly is. well, MY slut at least.”

spencer took his painfully hard cock out as you moved your shorts to the side. you felt the head enter you and shortly his whole length was slammed deep inside you before you even make a sound. you let out a quiet gasp before a loud moan escaped from your throat.

he let you adjust, but only for a short moment as he quickly began pounding you, holding you from your ass. you were a moaning mess at this point, letting out more dramatic, pornographic ones for the guys.

“fuck he’s really an animal isnt he?” teased Hotch.

“you like being pounded like a dirty slut?” asked Luke.

you moaned out a yes, but it wasn’t enough for them.

“use your words, baby girl.” said Morgan.

“i love being pounded like a dirty slut!”

“tell them who’s slut you are.” spencer growled.

you held onto him from behind his head and pushed his face in between your tits. “i’m you’re slut, spencer,” you moaned, “i’m daddy’s little slut!”

“you’re such a good girl, y/n.” said Hotch.

“fuck daddy can i cum? please let me cum ive been a good girl!”

“what do you think?” spencer asked.

“cum, baby girl.” said morgan

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

“cum hard all over his cock, baby.” said Hotch.

you finally came all over his cock, screaming as the pleasure surged through your body. spencer helped you ride out your orgasm and let you catch your breath.

“holy shit” said Luke.

“oh we’re not done yet,” said spencer, “she deserves a reward for doing so well.”

he takes you off his cock and makes you stand up, flipping you around so you were in front of him, your ass sticking out. he quickly put his cock back inside of you and luke and morgan cheered on. he pounds you harder this time, making sure you lose your voice by the time you’re done.

“youre such a dirty slut,” spencer growled, taking a handful of your hair and pulling it, “letting me fuck you over the phone with not just my friends, my coworkers. you like putting on a show for people? you want people to know how much of a fucking slut you are for me?”

your eyes rolled to the back of your head at his words. the pure filth in them almost pushing you off the edge as you squeezed around his cock. even the guys grew silent.

“fuck keep doing that angel, keep squeezing daddy’s cock like tha-shit im close. you want my cum inside you?”

“oh my god yes please, i want to be full of your cum daddy!”

hearing you say those words through him over the edge as you feel him filling you up, hearing him moan your name and cursing under his breath. he stayed inside you for a bit before he caught his breath and left to go get something to clean you up with. when he comes back he looks at you sitting in front of him, watching his cum drip out of you and onto his work chair. he wasn’t even mad about it.

“you did so good, bubs.” he says, walking over and kneeling in front you before cleaning you up.

“you were amazing, baby!” you say. he comes back up and kisses you, and it was hard to break away. but somehow you did after what felt like hours and laughed at yourselves for what you just did. you then remembered they were still on the phone. spencer grabs his phone and faces it towards them.

“well? how was the show?” you asked.

“holy-“

“fuck.” luke cut morgan off.

you had left them speechless before hotch finally spoke up.

“....we will not speak of this at work.”

[malleux]

can I get a corpse x reader where reader is his gf and they’re watching a movie or doing smth, but basically corpse just loves hugging her and getting hugs ? pure fluff please

happily ever after. | corpse

-> Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader

-> Genre: Pure Fluff

-> Warnings: None

-> A/N: sorry this is a short one! im on edge about how i feel about this one but i hope you all enjoy it more than i do!

corpse husband taglist is closed!

“You think you’re so funny, don’t you?”

“I mean, I’m laughing, so…”

“Corpse, please! When I said ‘choose something to watch’ I didn’t mean one of Sykkuno’s videos.”

“You said I could choose!”

You groaned and playfully rolled your eyes, standing in front of the man you were arguing with. Corpse was sitting on his couch, holding the remote in one hand as Sykkuno’s video played in the background.

Corpse placed the remote down beside him and reached out, grabbing your hips and pulling you towards him. You fell, catching yourself on his shoulders as you straddled his lap.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He looked up at you with literal puppy dog eyes. “I just wanted to see the person I love so much,” You almost melted until a smirk appeared on his face. “Sykkuno.”

You scoffed and slapped his shoulder, moving to get off of his lap. Corpse’s grip tightened on your hips, ensuring that you couldn’t move. Not like you actually wanted to, anyways. He leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to your lips, humming to himself when you cupped his face and returned it.

“So what are we actually watching?” You smiled against Corpse’s lips.

He pulled away and placed his hand on the back of your head, gently pushing you down until you were resting in the crook of his neck. “Give me five minutes and you’ll know.”

You only nodded, closing your eyes and breathing in his cologne. You couldn’t help but think about how absolutely lucky you were to have met Corpse and to be his girlfriend. You were in heaven every minute you were with him- even now as he quietly rubbed your back while looking for a movie.

You were so, absolutely, positively in love with him.

Suddenly, Corpse shifted and laid you on your side. He squeezed himself behind you, laying his head on the arm of the couch. One of his arms acted as a pillow for your head while the other draped across your waist and intertwined its fingers with yours.

“This is just as cheesy, babe.”

“What?!” He giggled, pressing a kiss behind your ear, “Corpse Bride is a classic!”

“You’re impossible.”

Corpse shushed you as the movie started. You glared at him, but quieted down nonetheless. The rest of the night was spent in a relative silence, with only the sound of your breathing mixing in with the sounds of the movie.

You couldn’t quite focus on the Corpse Bride, though. Instead, you could only think about the man behind you. How his thumb was rubbing soft circles into your hand and how his lips would occasionally find themselves planted on the top of your head or on your shoulder blades in loving kisses.

Eventually, you turned in his arms to look at your boyfriend, only to find him already staring lovingly at you.

“What?” You smiled, becoming shy under his gaze.

“Just thinking.”

“About..?”

“We’re gonna be like the Corpse Bride, I bet.”

You quirked an eyebrow. “You’re gonna try to marry me, but accidentally marry another girl first?”

“Wh- no! I- okay, no, that was a bad analogy.” Corpse laughed, flustered. “How about Beauty and the Beast? That’s a good love story.”

“You’re not a beast, though!” Your heart began to hurt, thinking that Corpse was comparing himself to a beast.

“Oh, of course not. I’m Beauty.”

This man. You couldn’t help but grin, scooting yourself closer to him and burying your face into his shirt. “We’re gonna live happily ever after like them, though, right?”

Corpse squeezed you tighter, peppering kisses against the crown of your hair. “With how much I love you? We’re gonna have the happiest ever after.”

[horansqueen]

okay, so I have this scenario in my mind that I keep thinking about and I think it would be great smut 💦💦 so could you please write this in more detail?? 💦💦💦

Imagine: y/n swimming in a small bikini while Niall sits sunbathing watching her. She keeps teasing him and even takes off her top. Niall gets hard and to teach her a lesson he gets up and pulls her out of the pool. He lays her down on his lap to spank her and after that, he fucks her so hard the neighbors could almost hear her moans.

But before he could finish he pulls out and turns her around so she's on her knees, he facefucks her while she plays with herself with one hand. He sees and immediately gets even more turned on and lays her back on the chair, he slowly enters her and she moans loud in pleasure

hi!!! i changed a few things but i think i kept the most important ones! i personally think it sucks for real but im posting because its written so i may as well :P 

1.9k. smut smut smut. Niall’s POV.

I couldn't stop watching her. It didn't matter how long we had been dating, she was still turning me on like the very first time we had sex, and it was new to me. Perhaps I had never been in love before but I knew this time, it was the real thing. I wanted to spend time with her and make plans with her for the future and that in itself was something I had never wanted before.

"Niall!"

I looked up at her, moving my sunglasses on my head before taking a sip of my beer. She swam closer to the edge of the pool and placed her arms on the side, sending me a big smile. I loved the way her wet hair stuck to her arms and I crossed my ankles, leaning my back against my chair slightly, still staring at her.

"Don't you want to come swim with me?"

"Maybe later, Y/N." I proposed with a small smile. "I'm a bit tired."

"Please, Nee, for me." she begged, sending me puppy eyes and making me chuckle.

"Later, babe."

She frowned for a second but her lips curled into a cheeky smile as she took a step back. "I think you should join me now."

I held my breath when she moved both her hands behind her back and my eyes remained on her chest until the top of her bathing suit fell on the water. I stared at her breasts now completely free as her top floated away in the pool. Her nipples were poking and I could see goosebumps on her skin because of the coldness of the water. She took an other step back and I almost choked on my own spit when she pushed water on her, making her nipples even harder than they already were.

I moved my upper body slightly closer as I felt my cock swell in my shorts, letting out a curse word under my breath. She knew what she was doing, and all that teasing was making my heart race and thump against my chest.

"So?"

"Get out of the pool." I quickly ordered roughly.

"What?"

"Ya heard me."

We stared in each other's eyes for a few seconds and finally, she started nibbling on her bottom lip and nodded. I watched her reach the side of the pool and pull herself out, water dripping from her legs down to the ground, and I made a quick head movement. She didn't wait, she just moved closer and when I could reach her, I pulled her on my lap. My eyes fell on her breasts again as I triedto resist the urge inside that made me want to run my tongue all over them and when I looked up, she was smirking at me, satisfied of the effect she had on me.

"You think it's funny?" I asked in a stoic tone.

Her smile fell and her lips parted as I waited for her answer. After a while, she shook her head but I pushed on her back, turning her body and feeling it slide on my thighs. I heard her whimper, a bit surprised by how rough I was, and I noticed she was holding herself with her hands on the ground as her ass was placed on my lap. I ran my hand on it slowly before slipping my hand between her legs. I pulled the fabric of her bathing suit to the side before pushing a finger inside her and smiled when she started squirming.

"You like teasing me? That deserves a lesson, don't you think, darling?"

Without waiting for her answer, I pulled her bottom down, exposing her ass, and spanked her hard. She whimpered and wiggled on my lap, making me smile. I slapped her ass again a few times, hard enough to leave a red hand print on her butt. I smirked more, caressing the sensitive spot a few times before spanking her one last time.

"Fuck, petal, can you feel how bad you turn me on?" I whispered, pulling on her bathing suit before throwing it away.

My eyes roamed on her naked form for a few seconds and I let one of my hands slide on her back and move to one of her breasts, grabbing it and making her whimper again.

"That's what you wanted, right?" I squeezed one of her hard nipples between two of my fingers and groaned low. "Come on, sit on me."

Slowly, she got up and pushed her dark hair behind her shoulders as she stood naked in front of me. I moved closer, letting my hands slide gently on her naked legs and thighs before gripping her waist and pulling her closer again. She straddled me and I quickly brought my mouth to one of her breasts, wrapping my lips around her nipple before feeling her hands in my hair.

"Take my cock out, pet. Sit on it and ride me."

She did exactly what I asked and I loved how obedient she was. It always made my cock even harder. I leaned against the chair and watched her move up and down on my cock very slowly as she held herself on the arm of the chair while passing her other hand in her hair. The sight was amazing and I let one of my hands slip on her thigh until I reached her pussy. I started rubbing her clit with my thumb and she moved faster over me, letting out a moan as her head fell back on her shoulders.

"Don't stop baby."

I reached down to grab my beer waiting next to my chair on the ground and brought it to my lips, my eyes never leaving my girlfriend's body. There was no way I would miss a move, a whimper or a facial expression. My thumb rubbed her clit faster and I could hear how wet she was. She started grinding against my hand and when I felt myself getting close, I stopped her and took a sip of my beer before putting it away again.

I got up too and gripped her hair hard, making her moan again and I didn't have to say anything. Slowly, she moved on her knees, using her towel to make sure she didn't hurt herself, and opened her mouth when I brought my hips closer.

"Good girl." I whispered again. "You're just craving my cock right now, aren't you?"

She didn't answer and I didn't give her time to do anything. Quickly, I pushed my cock on her mouth, holding her head close to me. I heard her gag and pulled away as she swallowed but she opened her lips against, making my lips curl in a smirk.

"So fucking needy, you're such a little slut, pet, I fucking love it." I added, tapping the tip of my dick against her tongue after she stuck it out. "Beg me to fuck your mouth."

"Mm please, please fuck my mouth, make me choke on your cock."

My grip tightened in her hair and I pushed my cock again in her mouth before pulling it out. Hearing her choke and gag on it a few times as I did that turned me on even more but she got used to it after a while and I started fucking her mouth harder and faster. It's only when my gaze dropped that I noticed her hand between her legs. She was sitting on her feet, her knees far apart while she rubbed two of her fingers on her clit, sometimes making them glide on her slit and pushing them inside her dripping pussy. I started seeing black spots and I knew I was about to cum. I took a step back and she let out a whimper that also sounded like a whine.

"Bet you're dripping right now petal, aren't you?"

She nodded quickly and I moved back closer, bending down to reach between her legs. I felt my cock twitch when I realized how wet she was and brought my hand to my tip, rubbing her juice slowly on it.

"Always so ready for me." I pointed out, looking at her. "Sit on the chair."

Once again, she got up and did what I told her to do, bringing her feet on the chair to expose her pussy to me. I could see her wetness all over her thighs and down her ass and I started at it as I jerked off slowly.

"You think you can keep quiet petal?"

"Mm, maybe?"

I chuckled and bend down a bit. "That means no."

I pushed myself inside her as she leaned her head on the back of the chair. My knees started hurting a bit but I couldn't stop pushing myself deeply inside her. She felt fucking amazing and I could feel her throb around my dick, squeezing it between her walls from time to time.

"Oh my god, Niall..." she moaned, gripping the arms of the chair so hard that her hands turned red. "Oh fuck!"

I brought my hand to her mouth, pushing my palm against it, and started fucking her as hard as I could, pushing her against the chair with every jerk of my body against hers.

"You're so fucking horny you can't keep quiet.. Can't let the neighbors hear now can we?" I whispered as her eyes fluttered open to look in mine. "You're gonna cum on my cock, darling, I want you to soak it."

It only took a few seconds until I saw her shake and felt her cum. Her eyes shut tight and one of her hands reached for my wrist as I pressed my hand more on her mouth. Her moans were muffled by it but I could still hear how hard she came and it quickly brought me to reach my own peak.

I pulled out and realized I had already started cumming as the rest of my cum landed all over her pussy. She let out a curse word in a low tone but I couldn't take my eyes off of the vestige of my orgasm dripping out of her pussy and sliding down to her ass. It covered almost all of her pussy and it made me reach for my dick again, squeezing it slightly and breathing in through my teeth.

"You're so fucking hot, I hope you know that."

I brought my hand closer and rubbed her clit for a few seconds before pushing one of my fingers inside her, bringing out more of my cum.

"You made me cum so hard." she admitted in a low whimper, making me look up at her.

She moved closer and cupped my face with her hands, bringing her lips against mine to kiss me slowly but deeply. The feeling of her mouth against mine made something stir in my stomach and my hands reached for her thighs as I caressed them gently.

"I love you." I murmured against her mouth. "I can never get enough of you."

She smiled and chuckled, nibbling on her bottom lip. "I hope you never do."

[titanicsimp]

omg hi i wanna request a smut with pieck x fem reader but idek if u do GXG😭 but if you doooooo can i req soft dom! pieck with a fem reader ✂️? IM SO EMBARRASSED BUT I NEED THIS

I do! Thank you for sending in this request because I’ve been dying to write for her 😍😩

Soft dom Pieck x sub Fem!reader

cw: Oral, 69, fingering, scissoring, praise kink, a bit of edging

Seeing Pieck again after two months was everything you had wanted. She was safe, you could touch her and her beautiful voice resonated through the room again. You had missed her with your whole heart, and as the light shining through the curtains brought a new day, you couldn’t be happier to wake up next your girlfriend.

You jawn and stretch, eyes squinting as they get used to the light.

“Good morning.”

You glance to the side, Pieck greeting you with a smile. She’s sitting up in the bed, the sheets wrapped around her naked form. Returning her smile, you give your loins another stretch before you turn onto your side. “Goodmorning.”

She taps her lap with her hand, urging you to come over. Eager to feel her warmth again, you happily oblige, placing your head on her covered thighs. You sigh as her fingers trail over your exposed back, stroking the skin affectionately.

“I’ve missed waking up next to you.” You tell her.

Pieck can’t see your face well with how you are laying on her lap, but she can tell your tone has love in it. “I’ve missed this as well.”

Her fingers slide up, tracing your spine before showering your neck in feather-light touches. “I’ve missed you. All of you.”

You shiver under her touch, your eyelids fluttering shut as memories of last night flood your thoughts. She had made love to you desperately, not knowing where to put her hands first, and you had shared that impatience with her. Being apart created a longing like no other.

Her movements seize, like she’s sensing what you are thinking about. “Are you tired?” She questions.

You feel more refreshed than you have in ages. “Hhmm, not really, no.”

“Good.” She giggles and taps your shoulder.

You drag your face away from her lap, sitting up next to her. Your heart skips a beat as Pieck let’s the covers fall off of both of you, leaving you exposed.

She lovingly cups your face, her eyes darkening with intent. You instantly lean into her touch when her lips seek out yours. Her mouth moves against yours passionately, dragging your dirty thoughts back to the foreground.

Your core clenches when she nibbles at your bottom lip teasingly, her tongue sliding into your mouth when you gasp. Getting excited, you work your tongue against hers. It’s clear that she wants to dominate your mouth, but you are putting up a good fight.

You yelp in surprise when she grabs onto your hair, pulling your head back. Your parted lips form into a smile as you notice the light flush on her face.

She tsks at you, eyes sliding from your tempting mouth down to your breasts. “Barely woke up and you are being a bad girl already.”

You playfully pout at her in response. Her grip on your hair tightens, dragging you closer again. Her lips ghosts over yours. “Lets put that naughty mouth to good use.”

Pieck kicks the rest of the sheets off of your forms and lets go of your hair while giving you a telling look. You know exactly what she wants as she lets herself sink down slightly, laying on the bed with her legs spread.

You flash each other a smile as you move to lay between her legs, your hands gripping her firm thighs. She shivers when you press your lips against the inside of her thigh, so close yet so far from her cunt. You kiss your way down till you reach her soft flesh. Your tongue flicks out, teasing the area around her slit. Her soft mewls let you know that are warming her up right.

“You are such a tease.” She breaths out, chuckling.

You look up at her, your tongue leaving her flesh. You slutily stick out your tongue for her before you let it slide over her heat.

Pieck’s hand finds your head instantly when your mouth is finally where she wants it to be, pushing you into her wetness harder. You moan at her taste as you run your tongue through her folds, her arousal prominent already.

“That’s it, make me feel good and I’ll reward you.” She says as she watches your tongue lap at her cunt.

You feel your own arousal slick your thighs as you seek out her clit, circling it with the tip of your tongue before you start sucking on it. Her thighs push away your hands as she presses them closer to your face. She bucks her hips up, pressing her cunt against your mouth eagerly. “Good girl!” She praises.

Your heat clenches at her words and your eyes search for hers. You beg her to praise you more with the looks you give as you suck and tease her clit.

Her hand on your head strokes over your hair encouragingly. “Put your tongue in me, I want you to feel the result of your good work.” She purrs.

Anticipation runs through your body as you move your mouth away from Pieck’s clit and slide down. You moan when you push your tongue into her tight cunt, her walls pulsing around your slick muscle. She’s close to cumming and the realization has your own mind cloud with pleasure, every moan and encouragement falling from her lips shooting straight to your core.

Her hips buck wilder against your face as you fuck her with your tongue. You are doing so well, she’s glad you remember it exactly how she taught you.

Your name falls from her lips as he cums, her juices coating your tongue and mouth. Your own cunt throbs with need as you wiggle your tongue inside of her, enjoying every tensing of her muscles.

Pieck pushes your face away gently when she’s done riding out her high, a satisfied smirk showing on her face. “Come here.”

You sit up between her legs, expression flushed with want.

“You like pleasing me, don’t you?” She asks and you nod your head instantly.

“I do.”

She hums in content. “You are so good to me.” Her hands find your breasts, fingers pinching at your hard nipples. “Tell me what you’d like to do next.”

You moan as she tugs and pinches at your nipples, hard enough to give it an edge but always stopping before it hurts. “I- I want to feel your tongue as well.” You pant out.

“Lay down then, I’ll make you feel good.” She tells you, wetting her lips at the prospect.

Stopping her before she can push you down, you shake your head. “I want both of us to feel good.”

Pieck smiles, her hands sliding over your breasts fondly. “In that case, I’ll lay down.”

Your skin feels cold when her hands leave it and you scoot away from between her legs. She lays down fully, and slight embarrassment creeps up at the thought of what you are about to do.

Carefully, you go to straddle her face. You shiver when you feel her hot breath against your cunt, slick with arousal already from witnessing her earlier pleasure. Your body bends over hers till you can brace your forearms on the bed, your face once again at her core.

She grips onto your the bottom of your ass, her thumbs spreading your cunt open for her. She presses her lips against your clit, giving it a kiss. “I’ll never get tired of seeing you dripping with excitement.”

You cry out as she pushes her tongue into your cunt right after she’s finished speaking. It feels so good to have her slide it in and out of you that you forget for a second that you are supposed to be putting in work as well. Your mouth seeks out her clit, and you can tell from the way her legs lightly jolt that she’s still sensitive.

The way she’s eating you out makes it hard to focus, her tongue circling and rubbing against your walls at just the right pace. Luckily, you have a slight head start as her clit is swolen and sensitive already from your earlier administrations. You moan wildly against her, the vibrations of your tongue only adding to her pleasure.

Realizing that you have the upper hand, Pieck slides a hand between your bodies so she can circle your clit. You can sense your imminate defeat as you feel your core start to tighten, but you couldn’t care less when losing will be so sweet.

Just when you are about to cum, she retreats her tongue and stills her fingers. Your mouth leaves her heat in response to your interrupted orgasm, panting harshly.

“Pieck!” You whine out. “That’s not fair.”

“Sshhh.” She tells you and causes you to cry out by landing a hard slap on your ass. “Make me cum again and I’ll think about letting you.”

You want to whine more in protest, but you know you’ll only make your path to orgasm longer if you do. She loves teasing you, and you can’t deny it feels good.

You go back to sucking on her clit and in return she stuffs two fingers into your cunt. Your tongue flicks over the nub while you suck like your life depends on it, pleasure crashing over you in waves.

Pieck rubs the heated flesh of your ass soothingly, erasing the sting of her earlier hit. “That’s it. You have such a pretty cunt, baby.” She tells you.

Her fingers curl up inside you, rubbings against the rough patch of your g-spot. Your legs shake beside her head as you feel your orgasm approach again.

Not wanting to miss your opportunity again, you slide two fingers into her as well, her slickness allowing you to push them in easily. Both of you stroke each other’s weak spot, and you know you’ve accomplished what you wanted when her legs shake. She moans loudly behind you as she cums, her fingers moving rapidly inside you.

You’re mouth leaves Pieck’s clit so you can cry out freely, your fingers still curling, pushing her through her orgasm. “Please, please let me cum!”

She chuckles breathlessly behind you and her hand descends on your ass once again. “Because you made me feel so good.” She tells you. Your chest heaves heavily when her fingers press into you harder. “Cum.”

Following her order, you cum hard with a cry of her name, your own fingers falling still. She moans at the feeling of your walls squeezing her fingers, your slick dripping down her hand and onto her face.

Taking her fingers out of your cunt, she licks them off slowly, savoring your taste. “What do you say after I give you what you want?” She asks before sliding her tongue over your slit teasingly.

“Thank you!” You quickly squeak out. You clean your fingers off before getting off of her, letting yourself fall down next to her.

Pieck watches your naked form closely, enjoying the little shakes and movements you are still making. She rolls half on top of you and kisses your neck. “Let’s do more.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Are you sure?”

She sucks at the sensitive skin at the juncture of your neck and shoulder. “Yes, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Last time you got back you needed a bit to recover.” You note, trailing your hand over her arm.

“I’m fine. I don’t need rest, I need to hear you beg.” She says, making you gasp. Nipping and sucking at your skin, she doesn’t stop till you whimper and she has left several hickeys along your neck and collarbone.

“Spread your legs.” She tells you and you do so eagerly.

Slightly getting up, she puts one knee between your legs and the other at your hip. You giggle and prop a pillow up behind your head as she lifts up the leg that faces her.

“Someone’s excited.” Pieck teases, her cunt resting against yours.

A jolt of pleasure rushes through you from feeling her soft heat rubbing up against yours again. “You make me excited.”

She smiles confidently, experimentally sliding herself over your cunt, spreading your combined slickness over each other to get ready.

“Don’t give me that face.” She mewls, taking in your lustful expression. “Or I’ll have to make you cum till you cry.”

You moan at her words, wondering whether it’s a threat or a promise. Your eyes roll back when she finds the right angle and rubs her cunt against yours, your sensitive clits rubbing at each other.

Your gasps and moans go straight to her core, she’s been waiting so long to see you writhe underneath her again. “Do you want to touch me?”

Your hazy mind barely comprehends her question at first, desire burning in your stomach at her movements. “Yes!”

“Beg.”

“Please let me touch you. I want to feel how warm you are, how soft. Please let me!” You say breathlessly, throwing your head back against the pillow.

Pieck leans her chest closer to you. “Because you sound so good when crying out for me.”

Her breasts rise and fall with every fast breath she takes, the sight making you extremely grateful that you can touch her. You reach out and gently squeeze the soft flesh of her chest.

Moans and mewls leave both of your lips, Pieck still taking charge on top of you while you play with her breasts. You pinch her nipples, rolling them between your fingers before releasing and starting again.

“P-Pieck.” You gasp out when you feel your abdomen tighten, letting you know that you are close again.

“What is it?” She asks, placing her free hand on top of yours to make sure you keep touching her.

You sigh out in pleasure, arching your back. “I’m close! Can I cum, please?”

Pieck increases the pressure, rubbing her cunt against yours harder. “Yes, cum for me!”

You don’t need anymore encouragement, your hands on her breasts stilling as you cum. A rush of wetness floods your heat and your raised leg shakes from the ecstasy the flows through you.

“Fuck, look at me, you are doing so good, baby.” She tells you, her voice strained as he battles against her own need to cum.

Your gaze locks onto hers, and the way she looks at you only amplifies your pleasure, the love, lust and admiration she feels for you showing clearly.

Your fingers go back to teasing her nipples, doing your best to stimulate her further. “Let me see you cum, please Pieck.”

She nods her head absent mindely, lost in your soft body. Her grip on your leg tightens as she pushes herself over the edge, rubbing against you excitedly.

Pieck’s face is incredible as she cums, her dark hair hanging messily over her shoulders as her mouth opens in a silent scream. Just seeing her like that makes you feel like you are cumming all over again.

She continues bucking against you till you are both panting tiredly, spent for the moment. Slowly, she lowers your leg and changes her position, straddling your lap instead.

Your hands are still kneading her breasts softly as she leans over and captures your lips with hers. You mewl into the kiss and her hands find your hair, running her fingers over it tenderly.

“I think I’ll need my crutches after all. You are good, too good.” She mumbles against your soft lips.

You giggle. “Stop it, you are giving me too much credit.”

She kisses you passionately again before pulling away, intertwining her fingers with yours, holding your hand. “Stay in bed a little longer?”

You nuzzle your nose against hers playfully. “Gladly.”

[leossmoonn]

Best Friend’s Sister [Fiona Gallagher]

masterlist

pairing - fiona gallagher x male!reader

type - smut, fluff

note / request- requested by @iawaythrown “The reader is a college friend of lip's and is coming to the Gallagher house. While walking in snow the reader has to change in to new dry clothes (they brought) and fiona walks in. The reader has a 6 pack with deep V line and Fiona basically swoons over him. She heavily flirts with him. also add smut” first time writing in a male perspective. also idk like how to write receiving head or anything so im sorry if this sucks. give me pointers if you want! haha. enjoy!

summary - you meet lip’s sister, fiona, while changing clothes and you two get pretty close

warnings - language, smut (oral male receiving, intercourse), underage drinking 

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*gif isnt mine*

“Don’t mind the mess,” Lip said to you while you walked through his yard.

“It’s fine. Couldn’t be worse than our dorm room,” you smirked.

Lip chuckled and unlocked the door. You walked into the house after him, seeing clothes strewn across the room, toys everywhere, and the sweet smell of KFC.

“Hey, Lip!” A redhead girl ran up to him.

“Hey, Debs!” Lip smiled and hugged her.

“Who’s this?” The girl looked over to you and asked.

“This is a friend from college,” Lip introduced you. “Hi, I'm Y/n,” you smiled at the girl. 

“Hi, I’m Debbie, Lip’s little sister. Are you staying over?” Debbie asked, gesturing to the duffle bag you had over your shoulder. 

“Yeah, I’m stayin’ for the weekend,” you smiled.

“Cool. Well, I’m going over to Holly’s. See you later,” Debbie said and walked past you. 

“See you,” Lip smiled and waved to her. 

“Hey, you mind if I change?” You asked. “My pants are wet from all the snow.” “Yeah, no problem. My room is straight down the hall. I’ll be down here,” Lip said. You nodded and jogged up the stairs, finding where Lip’s room was. 

You closed the door behind you, settling down your bag. You took off your jeans, finding a new pair and putting them on quickly. You then took off your shirt, finding a thicker one as it was cold in the house. 

Right when you were about to pull out a shirt, the door opened. 

“Lip, I didn’t know you were ho- Oh, fuck, sorry.” You looked to see who came into the room. It was a ridiculously hot girl. She had wavy, voluminous hair and big, pretty brown eyes. She was wearing low-waisted skinny jeans and a tight-fitting long-sleeved shirt.

You noticed her eyes go down from your face to your stomach. Her eyes lingered as she stared at your 6-pack, her eyes going down further to peek at your v-line that trailed down to under your jeans. You couldn’t help but smirk.

“Hey, I’m Lip’s friend from college, Y/n,” you smiled at her. 

Her eyes snapped up to you, face blushing as she got caught staring. “Hi, I'm Fiona. Lip’s older sister.”

“Oh, right, he mentioned you. He didn’t say how pretty you were, though,” you smiled kindly. 

Fiona chuckled, “And he didn't say how hot you were.” It was your turn to blush. “Thanks, I work out.”

“Hm, I can see that. Well, uh, I’ll be downstairs. I think we’re watchin’ a movie tonight,” Fiona said. 

“I’m looking forward to it,” you gave her a flirty smile. 

You noticed her legs give out a little, needing to get ahold of the door frame. 

“Me, too,” she smiled and walked off. You looked at her backside, seeing how her hips swayed when she walked away. 

You shook your head with a chuckle, putting your shirt on and going downstairs. You saw at least 3 more kids in the house. 

“Oh, hey! You must be Y/n,” another redhead, this time a boy, smiled at you. 

“Hey, yeah,” you smiled kindly. “Who’re you all?” “I’m Ian. This is Liam,” Ian said and pointed to the toddler in the high-seat. 

“Cool,” you smiled. “Is this chicken up for grabs?”

“Yeah, make yourself at home,” Lip said. “Thanks, man,” you said and went over to the kitchen table. 

“So, do you two have a room together?” Ian asked. 

“Yep. We didn't originally have one together. We met in one of our classes and became good friends. We decided to switch rooms,” you said while taking a piece of KFC.

“Weren’t you rooming with, uh, Amanda?” Ian asked Lip. “Yeah, until she started to suck my dick in my sleep,” Lip snorted. 

You chuckled with him. “Yeah, she’s wild.”

Lip hummed in agreement. 

“Ready to watch a movie?” Fiona came in with three bowls of popcorn. You turned your attention to her, shamelessly raking your eyes over her body. 

Fiona noticed this and positioned herself to where her hip popped out. She gave you a big, flirty smile, to which you returned. 

“Okay, you guys can stop eye-fucking each other now,” Lip pushed past you and into the living room.

Fiona glared at him and you chuckled to yourself. You got up, following the family to the couch. You sat next to Fiona on the left end of the couch. Lip said next to her, and Ian sat at the other end. Liam sat on Lip’s lap. 

“Where’s Debbie?” You asked. “Probably at her friend’s,” Fiona answered while pressing play on the movie. 

“What friends?” Ian snickered. Fiona hit him on the back of her head with a smile. “Shut up.”

You smiled at their banter, turning your attention to the movie. You were watching ‘Cars 2′. 

Halfway through the movie, you felt a hand on your thigh. You looked over to see Fiona’s hand on you, but her eyes on the tv. You smirked, settling more into the couch, enjoying the feeling of her hand going up your leg. 

Her fingers crept up further, making your breath hitch as she put feathery-light pressure right over your dick. Fiona palmed you through your jeans, massaging you lightly. You looked to her, seeing her eyes already on you. Her eyes were hooded and lust-filled. You gave her the same look, biting your lip to stop a moan escaping. 

“Hey, Lip?” Fiona asked, moving her hand away from you. 

“What’s up?” Lip asked.

“I just remembered that the sink needs to be fixed. Y/n, do you mind coming up with me?” Fiona looked to you, licking her lips. 

“Yeah, sure,” you nodded.  “Alright, have fun,” Ian said as you two got up from the couch. 

Fiona took your hand and ran up the stairs. You followed her quickly, getting pulled into her bedroom. Fiona shut the door, crashing her lips onto yours immediately. 

You kissed her back with fervour, putting your hands on her waist and walking backwards. She fell onto her bed, breaking the kiss to scoot up. You followed her, crawling on top of her and going in between her legs. Your hands went to the bottom of her top, looking into her eyes. She smiled and nodded, you pulling her top off quickly. 

You sat back, a smirk resting on your lips. She had a white, lacey bra that was holding up her perfect, pretty breasts. You could see her curves that were popping out as she laid down. 

“Wow,” you breathed out. 

“Thanks,” Fiona smiled. She fluffed her hair out, putting her hand on your neck, pulling you down on her lips.  Your hands found her breasts, sneaking your hand under her back, expertly un-clipping your bra. 

“Wow, you’re handy,” Fiona as she pulled away for air. 

“There's a lot more where that came from,” you winked. She giggled in response. 

You dove your head down to her neck, finding her sweet spot and sucking on it. Fiona moaned, bucking her hips up to yours. 

“God, Y/n,” she moaned as your hands went up to her breasts, cupping them. Your mouth kissed down her skin, licking and nibbling a trail. Your mouth latched onto her right breast, your tongue flicking her nipple. Fiona whined, you other hand massaging her other breast. You sucked her boob, tugging her nipple gently, making eye contact with her. 

Fiona gave you a smile, panting as you switched breasts. You sucked on her chest and trailed down after a few minutes. 

Fiona’s hands grabbed at your shirt, pulling it over your head. She flipped you two over so she was straddling your waist. She ran her hands along your abs, biting her lip. She went down to your neck, kissing and nibbling over your sweet spot. You groaned quietly, putting your hands on her waist and ass. 

Fiona pulled away, taking off her pants, revealing matching panties to her bra. She looked up at you through her lashes, climbing back up on top of you. Her hands went to your jeans, unbuckling your belt and unzipping your jeans. You helped her take them off, taking your underwear off with them. 

Fiona’s eyes immediately went to your cock, her mouth curling up into a smile. She put one of her hands on your dick, the other over your balls. She massaged your balls slowly, putting your head down to the tip of your cock. 

She made eye contact with you, flicking her tongue over the tip of your cock, licking up some of the pre-cum. You groaned at the sight, your heart dropping as she took your length into her mouth. 

She did little by little, adjusting so she could try and fit all of you. She had her free hand over the part that she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Fiona moved her head back and forth, resting her tongue on the underside of your dick. You put your  hand in her hair, pulling slightly as she went faster. 

“Fuck, Fiona,” You groaned. 

You felt her tongue swirl around your dick, push her lips further onto you. She was able to take you all in, gagging slightly. You gave her a small smile, letting her know with your eyes she didn’t have to, but she continued anyways. 

She deep-throated you, moving her head back and forth, side to side vigourously. You looked at her through hooded eyes, feeling yourself come close as she sucked your dick. You pulled her away. 

“What’s wrong?” She asked. 

“Nothing’s wrong,” you said. “I wanna cum inside of you.”

She smiled and you switched spots with her. You took off her underwear, the sweet smell of her arousal filling your nose. You went in-between her legs once again. 

“Oh, wait, shit. Do you have a condom?” You asked. 

“Don’t need one. I’m on the pill,” she said. “You sure?” You asked. 

“Yep,” she nodded.

“Alright. Ready, then?” You asked, lining yourself up with her wet, glistening cunt. 

“Yes,” she said. 

You entered her slowly, earning a moan from both of you. You slowly entered all of yourself in, letting her take a few moments to adjust. Once she gave you a nod, you started to move slowly, but that didn’t last long. 

Soon, you were fucking her. You slammed into her pussy, Fiona’s nails scratching against your back. Her leg’s went around your waist, her heels digging into the base of your spine. 

“Ugh, you’re so tight,” you groaned as you felt her pussy tighten around you. 

“Fuck, Y/n!” Fiona screamed you went back and forth into her. 

You felt your orgasm build up and she tightened around your cock more. 

“I’m gonna c-cum!” Fiona exclaimed. 

“Me, too, baby,” you panted. 

You came inside of her, feeling her wetness and warmth grow around you. You both groaned as you released. 

You pulled out of her, collapsing other side. You both panted as you came down from your high. 

You turned to her, a smile on your face. 

“That was uh, great.” “I agree” Fiona breathed out. “I guess we should, um, go downstairs?”

“Or we can stay upstairs for a round two,” you smirked. “I could please you this time.”

Your hand crept up her thigh, going up to her pussy. 

“Sounds like a good deal,” she smiled, leaning over to kiss you.

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@akutagawahakuryuunosuke: “Hi, if you're open for a request, can i req a scenario for Donghyuck please? The plot is he was her doctor when her bone got fracture, her first impression of him is he was too annoying but attractive as a doctor, he flirt with her sometimes he completely ignoring her after that is up to you thank you very much hope my plot doesnt confuse you ps add smut please if you like hehehe thank you” i know nothing about hospital and healthcare stuff so sorry if its inaccurate </3 i don’t mind to include something suggestive, but i won’t do full blown smut hahah. hope you understand! <3 also i didn’t really show him ignoring y/n aha im sorry 😔 enjoy it tho!!

ps, i might be ignoring health guidelines in this fic but just pretend its okay for two people from different places to kiss TT

warnings: suggestive, swearing

"your next check-up will be on 20th sept 2020 at 2.40pm. to avoid delays, please register at least 15 minutes before your appointment and patiently wait at consultation room 405. this is a reminder to wear your mask at all times, or you will be denied access on hospital grounds."

it was normal, this one email from the hospital system. when you switched to your inbox however, there’s several emails from your doctor, lee donghyuck, otherwise known as lee haechan.

the contrast is drastically different, a playful tone laced in between each email. he sent emails like texts, one after the other with hardly any interval in between.

donghyuck had gotten too friendly for your liking, cracking jokes in the midst of checking your temperature and dancing around as he relayed messages to his nurses and colleagues.

he was annoying.

sure, after a few visits to the hospital, you had gotten used to his antics, even getting a “it’s just how he is” from the nurse who had taken care of you from the first day.

looking down at your cast, you prepare to wrap it up before taking a shower, ready to crash for the night before your mind fills with thoughts of donghyuck.

thoughts that highlight how good his side profile looks, noticing how his moles stands out more than usual as you secure the plastic over the hard plaster made to fit your arm.

thoughts that highlight his smooth voice when he isn’t teasing you and the gentle fingers on your skin as he secures a new cast for your broken limb.

halfway through the healing process, there are a couple more check-ups that you will need to attend until it fully heals, and until then, you’d see donghyuck way more than you liked.

as september 20th creeps closer, you go about your life, finding that your mind occasionally drifts to donghyuck in between work and meals.

if you were thinking this much about him, there has to be some feelings involved, right?

your theory was proved wrong when he sits in front of you on check-up day, laughing as he types furiously on his computer.

“how’s your arm, (y/n)?” donghyuck asks, adjusting the glasses that sat on his nose. there’s a sly smirk under his mask, you’d like to assume. while you sit on the bed beside his table, he types a few more words before standing up.

you move it up and down a little as he makes his way to you, “it’s okay, i guess. i don’t really feel anything.”

donghyuck lays a hand on your cast, glancing at you through hooded lids. weirdly, this feels like the start of a porno.

“do you feel this?” he says right as you stifle a laugh, trying your best to hide your smile behind the mask.

“donghyuck, i’m sorry, but are you flirting with me?”

he drops his jaw, then proceeds to pout. huffing, he crosses his arms and turns his head childishly, and while that made you laugh, you found that way too adorable.

“so what if i am? you’ve never really reciprocated it from before.”

you place a hand on his bicep, coaxing him out of his position.

“i’ve never reciprocated it because one, it’s unprofessional, and two, you ignore me at times too!” you eye his hand cautiously, opting your own to stay where it was.

“so you wouldn’t complain if i kiss you now?” you gasp at the proposal, as if you haven’t thought of doing things to him. your fingers delicately remove your mask, a little too eager for your liking.

donghyuck does the same, keeping his eyes on you as your neck naturally cranes upwards, eyes sending him a silent plead before he finally descends on you.

his lips feel soft and plump, constantly melting into you as you do with him. his hands are hot on your cheeks while your arms stay limp.

in a matter of seconds, you manage to switch positions. the two of you catch your breaths as you get settled on his lap, straddling donghyuck while his hands trail down your sides.

“are we really doing this in the midst of the fucking coronavirus?” you whisper, eliciting a moan from the other when you shift in his lap.

“well, are you in? if not, i’ll stop.”

the way you nod brings crimson to your cheeks, never feeling this way for any other person.

“you haven’t gone anywhere in the past month, right? you’re a good girl, aren’t you?” a shaky sigh escapes you, the unexpected praise causing you to fidget and whine as donghyuck cups your ass.

“eyeing me non-stop from the first day i’ve become your doctor,” his hand travels towards your middle, pressing down a finger to test the waters, “you wanted me for the longest time.”

you shamelessly mewl into his neck, squirming at the pleasurable pressure. donghyuck grins at that, kissing down from your jaw to your neck.

your mind is clouded with donghyuck’s scent, thinking only of how his hands travelled over you so gently. the two of you have your fun for a few minutes and the initial bicker is long forgotten.

a ‘tsk’ makes its way into the room, then, the same nurse standing at the door that led to room 404.

“hurry it up, the next patient’s already waiting outside,” she says unimpressed.

donghyuck grumbles while you climb off of him, immediately resuming his professional position. the frown stays on his face as he types out your prescription, refusing to meet your eyes in presumably, shame.

before you leave, you press a kiss to his cheek, “watch for my email, hotshot.”

donghyuck doesn’t answer, pulling you in for a last kiss as you head to the pharmacy in smiles.

you hear nothing on donghyuck’s end until you head home, unaware of the smile you carried all the way home.

“i couldn’t wait for you to email first. after much thought, i realise that was a really bad way to confess that i like you,” he admits over an email, sent a few minutes ago.

“i just ended work and it was a little hard to keep my boner hidden for the past few hours,” you giggle over that, scrolling down to see the rest of the message.

“if you still like me (hopefully), i’d like to meet up as donghyuck, the human. and… not the doctor. did that make sense?”

at the end, there’s a classic sign off by the doctor, as he always has done:

- donghyuck 😼👍🏼😎

with a smile, your fingers fly over the keyboard, itching to reply him before another email comes in.

“also, you were really cute today.”

oh man, so there are feelings involved, refuting your previous statement.

your heart beats as fast as the music playing in your ears, hitting send with your number carefully typed out. in a second, he texts first, a message saying ‘i like you’ lighting up your screen.

[noritoshiikamo]

his little baker

pairing: choso + fem!reader genre: porn with tiny fluff tags//warning: full on smut, choso with breeding kink, little shibari mention tagging: @unabashednightmarepizza @sukirichi @sassyeahhhh [lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part] note: the obligatory trio of mine: unedited, lowercase intended, the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it. SIGHS WHERE DO I BEGIN WITH THIS DJJENDBDHKDJFKEIEIJKDJ I BLAME SUKI based on the prompt "you should’ve watch that pretty little mouth of yours, before i fuck it"

something about the way his blood formed his own pretty shibari rope around her wrist riled him up. choso tilted his head to the left so innocently, eyes raking her body from up to her feet.

“you should’ve watch that pretty little mouth of yours,” he stated plainly, licking the blood of his palm. the way the drool left trails of reddish fluid on the side of his lips had her pussy clutching on nothing. he grinned as he continued, watching as the words widened her eyes, “before i fuck it.”

“choso-”

“silence, human.”

her breath hitched when she felt his rough hand running up her legs. even with the pantyhose covering it, she could feel the rough palms as if her legs were bare and exposed. her shoes were all over the room, skirt hiked up and she wondered how she managed to get herself in this position in the first place; not that she wanted to complain. he roughly grabbed her by the underside of her knee, pressing her in the meanest mating press. she groaned at the feeling of the blood rope tugging around her wrists. she hates being restrained but choso likes the sense of seeing her helplessness. seeing her body trashing, moaning, and begging to be touched and to touch him fuelled his core.

“baby,” he called melodiously, pressing her clothed core with his palm. he could only see the white of her eyes, head thrown back as she tugged on the restrain. he faked a gasp, “look at how wet you are.”

“choso, please,” she gasped.

he clicked his tongue, “tch, you’re in no position to demand, my love,” with a flick of his wrists, he ripped the pantyhose apart, revealing the last article of clothes. clear patch of moist forming on the panties sending a chuckle out his mouth. he’s a massive tease; he pressed butterfly kisses all over her ankle, brushing his fangs against the reddening skin as he inched up, flicking the tip of his tongue on her exposed skin occasionally when he reached to her thigh until his breath lingered above her cunt. she was a panting mess, eyes roaming desperately and when she felt his fingers tugging on the thin material of her panties, she couldn’t breathe when the material snapped.

he loomed over her, her eyes frantically drinking the sight of him. they were both feral in their own way. he ran his thumb on her lower lip which she immediately caught. eyes trained on him just the way he likes it, she desperately sucked on his thumb, tongue swirling around like it was the real thing before releasing it with a pop. his eyes widened and his pants tightened. he leaned forward, rewarding her little show with a kiss.

“such a good girl,” he praised happily.

she nodded frantically, eager for another kiss only for him to put her back to her place with a tug of her hair. she yelped and he immediately shoved the sad excuse of the panties in her mouth. his baby looks perfect. he fought the urge to palm himself immediately.

“remind me, what do we do when we reached our limit?” his eyes glanced up to her left hand, watching as her hand signalled their safe gesture. all fingers up with the ring finger tapping the palm twice; just like they agreed. he ruffed her hair with a kiss on her forehead, “that’s my girl,” he winked before slipping off the bed.

choso tend to get overly excited with everything. being a cursed human trapped for years, he has a lot of things to make up for and his curiosity is about to kill a pussy. literally. he believes that when a thing needs to be done, it needs to be done right. the first time he found out that her human body was capable of squirting, he had her screaming on the edge of the bed with three fingers buried deep and his lips latched on her clit, thighs soaked and trembling as his free hand dug deep onto her flesh to hold her down.

today, he’s about to find out if his human has the gag reflex.

straddling her chest with nothing on but a boxer, she marvelled at the way his body looked. he hooked his finger on the strap, pulling the panties out and watched as his human panted for air. “are you going to be a good girl for me?” he cooed, tilting her chin up with a finger. “yes, choso.” she nodded eagerly.

he was an eager man. his cock sprunt out fully erected and she found herself salivating over the length. holding the base of it, he gave it a quick pump, pre cum leaking down on her lips, her tongue was already out to catch the falling droplet, licking it clean. holding on to the headboard, he slipped the head between her lips, a loud moan rumbled out of his throat as he watched little by little the length disappeared into her mouth.

“fuck, baby, look at the way you take my dick,” he snickered, thrusting his hips sending the tip to the back of her throat. her nose touched his trail, the corner of her eyes watered as she looked up to him desperately. “just a little more,” he hushed, wiping the stray tear away, grunting at the way her throat tightened around his length. he quickly pulled out, strings of her saliva and his pre cum soaking her chin. she panted, gulping as much air as she could when she felt the tip resting on her lips.

when she struggled to swallow what left in her mouth, he gave her a glare, a warningand like an obedient little slut, she swallowed it down. “open wide and let me fuck that pretty little mouth,” he grunted, bottoming down and up, slowly building a rhythm with the thrust of his hips. she gagged, his dick twitching at the squelching sound coming from her moist throat clamping on his dick desperately. when the passage started to feel tighter and unwelcoming, he reached down and closed her nose, telling her calmly to open and breath through her mouth. she shook her head to get his hand off and irritated, he grabbed her hair back and warned her of what happen to bad girls.

“bad little girls don’t deserve to cum,” he hissed, “do you want to be a bad girl, or do you want to open up for me and let me fill your throat up?”

her eyes watered as she nodded, tears streaming down her face.

“i-i want to cum.”

“let’s try again then. show me what you’ve learned,” he let go of her hair and his eyes marvelled as she took the dick in, tongue flat against his shaft, lapping desperately against it as she took him in. she worked around it for a bit, bobbing and sucking on the tip, bottoming out with occasionally letting the tip in to the back of her throat ignoring the gagging urge. sense of pride built in her chest when she looked up to see such a tense look on his face. brows knitted with his eyes close as he struggled to take a breath every time she sucked it in; it was clear that he wanted to cum so badly.

and she took it personally.

without a warning, she put on the pretence of bottoming out, but instead of pulling, she held it in. dick deep down her spasming throat clenching desperately on his sensitive dick. tongue swirling on his veins, eyes bore on his now opened eyes, openly challenging him and she could hear him laughing. he knew what she was doing, trying to make him cum to end the game early but no way baby. two can play this game. he closed her nose again, watching as her cheeks flushed. he knew she’s not going to last.

he counted to 10, watched as she tugged on his restrains, eyes wide before pulling out. she gasped for air, coughing out spit and her pre cum. she didn’t even have enough time to recover when he grabbed her face.

“my baby thinks she’s so smart,” he smirked, planting a kiss on her nose, “you think you can end the game by making me cum in your mouth,” his hand travelled down to cup her soaking cunt, “that’s not the deal, baby. and even if you did make me cum, i still have plenty more to fill your needy cunt,” he slapped his palm on the sensitive nub, eliciting a scream from the girl. her legs closed immediately, clutching desperately as it trembled in pleasure.

he released the bind, immediately throwing the girl on all fours. she whimpered at his roughness. his hand buried in her hair, tugging on it until he could see down on her pretty teary eyes. her breath hitched when she felt the tip rubbing against her entrance, slowly splitting her apart as he drove his dick into her clenching wall. “does it feel good?” he cooed down on his human, cue her repeating yes like a prayer. he let go of her hair, grabbing a shoulder and her hips, before pulling out and in again. he quickly built his rhythm, the sound of her ass clapping against his pelvic got rougher and rougher. her loud cries echoed the small room, so melodiously to his ear. he leaned forward; nose buried in her hair as he inhaled her scent in.

his human smelled so good, so sweet and warm; it’s like walking into a bakery store where the baker had just pulled out a nice batch of cinnamon rolls. which she owns.

his hand reached under her shirt, tugging on the material of her bra spilling the goodies out. she called out his name when his fingers found the hardened nub, gently rolling it between his fingers. he lives for her reassurance. the like that, please touch me like that, choso that feel so good, fuck me a little harder; they all went straight to his dick. he nuzzled against her ears, warm breath tickling her neck as his fang brushed against her sensitive neck.

steadying her body, he took her hand in his huge palm, placing it on her lower abdomen. he kissed the side of her head, a small smile on his face, “do you feel that?” he asked, thrusting in, “your cunt looks so full and pretty buried on my dick.” her eyes widened when she realised the bulge was his dick. she could feel it moving from the outside, she swallowed her saliva, eyes fluttering back and forth.

“maybe i should fuck you full of my cum,” he kissed her shoulder, “first i’ll make you round and full of my cum, then maybe you’ll be round and full with my child. what do you think of that human?” she shuddered at the thought. he pulled her up, her back resting against his pounding chest.

she croaked, “choso-”

“you think i can make you a mother?” he hummed against her ears.

she was drunk and delirious, with his hand rubbing circles on her clit, she could only nod in compliance. such an obedient human, his mind noted. he didn’t understand how he got so obsessed with her, a human.

his little baker.

the very first time he laid eyes on her, she held a cinnamon roll to him, and he stuttered. she smiled so beautifully, and she welcomed him in her bakery every day. little by little, her pants turned into skirt and the skirt become shorter and shorter the more he came over. he got that instantly. every glance came with a little smirk as she placed his coffee and cinnamon bun. on a good day, he caught on what colour of bra she’s wearing. but now he got her shaking in his arms, bent to his every will as he pumped her full of pleasure.

he wanted her for forever.

“c-cum in me,” she stuttered, head resting on his shoulder.

he hummed in agreement, his lips leaving trails of black and blue on her shoulder as his thrusts got sloppier. she came undone first, his palm against her mouth as she screamed in pleasure. her legs trembled; her nails left crescent marks on his arms as he held her close. her walls clutching desperately against his length. he buried his face in the crook of her neck ad he powered through. she was a babbling mess, overstimulation finally hit her as his cock scrapped the inside of her raw. it didn’t take long for him to finally come, shooting ropes after ropes of his thick seed in her cunt. his hips slowed down; praises didn’t stop coming from his lips as he came down from his own high. they crashed on the bed.

he didn’t dare to move out, leaving his dick buried deep inside her as he struggled to catch a breath. until he was sure he had emptied everything deep in her womb, he’s not budging. she rested her head on his arm, his tongue lapped down her sweaty skin, kissing on every mark he left apologetically. it was almost painful to stay in her as his dick softened, but his hips still trusting so gently.

he could feel her chest rumbling as she let a soft laugh at his little antics. she let his arms wrapped around her, his soft breathing lulling her into sleep. he kissed her cheek and nuzzled back into her neck.

oh, how this cursed human loves his little baker so much.

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Smile Again Part 9

The date plus some extra! I’m real excited about part 10 which I’ll probably post soon too!

Masterlist | Smile Again Masterlist

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Y/N woke up to 2 texts from two of her favorite people the next morning.

From Aaron 🥰: Hey you, Jack is having a sleep over tonight at JJ’s so I am all yours for the whole evening, can I pick you up at 5? We’ll go for a walk before dinner, I don’t want to have to wait any longer to see you.

She blushed and her heart swelled as she read the sweet words. She’d have to thank her cousin later for giving her the whole night with Aaron.

Speaking of her cousin the next message read

From Jayje: I graciously accepted sleepover duties so you can go on a hot date, meaning I’m gonna need details in the am.

She smiled at her cousins antics before responding.

To Aaron 🥰: I have the best cousin ever. 5 is perfect, I can’t wait to spent the night with you.

To Jayje: I accept these terms. You’re the best cousin ever.

She smiled as she got up and went about her day. She had some work to finish, but most of her day was spent day dreaming about, and preparing for her date with Aaron. She couldn’t believe just how quickly he had worked his way past her walls and into her heart.

Part of the reason she was so afraid to let him in was the fact that she knew how hard she could fall for a man like him. When she started to get to know him, she realized there was no other man like him and there was no avoiding just how much she cared for him.

Aaron spent the morning with Jack before he prepared to take him to JJ’s. when 4:00 rolled around he told jack to start getting packed and went to get ready for their date. He opted for a black dress shirt and no tie, he styled his hair and went to help jack.

“You look nice daddy, where are you going.”

“Thanks buddy, I’m going out to dinner with Y/N tonight.” Aaron answered as he double checked that his son had everything he needed.

“Like a date???” Jack squealed.

“Yes jack, like a date.”

“YAAAAAAY!” Jack yelled hugging his dad “I hope you have fun with Y/N, I bet she’s going to look so pretty”

“I bet she is too bud.” He smiled.

Aaron couldn’t believe how lucky he was to finally be taking Y/N on a date. He knew from the beginning that she had a lot of walls built around her, and of course he did too. He was just glad he finally found the woman who cared enough to break those walls down, while also letting him chip away at hers.

Just before 5 o’clock Y/N heard her doorbell ring. She took one final look at herself in the mirror before heading to the door. She smoothed out her maroon, knee length dress and pulled on a sweater as she went to open the door. She felt her breath hitch as she saw how handsome Aaron looked. He was standing in the door way with a shy smile, holding a bouquet of wild flowers.

“Wow” he gasped, taking her in “you look beautiful.” He stepped foreword and captured her lips in a sweet kiss.

“And you look incredibly handsome Aaron.”

“Thank you, these are for you.”

“They’re beautiful thank you so much” she smiled taking the flowers and kissing his cheek.

The two of them took their time walking around the city before they settled in to dinner. They enjoyed the food and wine and over dessert they shared more about their lives and pasts. The conversation flowed so easily it felt like they had known each other forever, but the butterflies in their stomachs felt much more like a first date.

After Aaron paid their bill they decided to walk around down town some more. Any excuse to hold hands and spend time together they were okay with. They were just turning a corner when they heard a voice call Aaron’s name. Y/N was relieved that it was a male voice and not Margret again.

“Agent Hotchner it’s nice to see you again.” The man said shaking Aaron’s hand

“You as well detective Marks, this is Y/N. Y/N this is the detective that helped us on a recent case. “

This is my girlfriend Zoe.

“It’s nice to meet you.”Zoe said shaking her hand

“It’s nice to meet you too” Y/N smiled

“I know dating law enforcement is hard,clearly, but being the girlfriend of an FBI agent huh? That must be really tough.” She said and Y/N felt Aaron shift next to her. She knew he’d come to her rescue but she answered instead.

“yeah it’s tough sometimes but it’s worth it to be with him and his son.” she said as she linked arms with Arron and looked up to see his soft smirk at her words. They spoke to the couple for a few more minutes before Aaron tactfully excuses them to continue their walk.

“ So...” Aaron began with a smirk as he led Y/N to sit with him on a park bench over looking the street, “You’re my girlfriend?”

“Well, You said I call the shots right?” She said smiling up at him, tucking herself under his arm.

“I did” he agreed

“Then I say I’m your girlfriend.” She said with a smile, trying to hide her nerves at how bold she was being.

Aaron’s face broke out in a huge, gorgeous smile “I couldn’t be happier with that decision Y/N.” He said as he cupped her face and pulled her in for a kiss.

They sat for a while longer,before Aaron suggested they go back to his apartment to watch a movie. She changed into a pair of Aaron’s sweatpants and an old FBI t-shirt. Their movie watching quickly turned into a make out session, which quickly led to Y/N straddling Aaron’s Lap.

Aaron ran his hand up along her ribs just under her breasts and she could no longer control the heat in her body.

“Aaron I want you.” She practically moaned against his lips, causing him to stop his motions.

“Y/N you know I feel the same but I don’t want to rush this.”

“I understand” she nodded and backed away a bit. “Y/N, that doesn’t mean I want to stop, I just don’t want to push you.”

“That’s the only reason you don’t want to go further?” She questioned, moving her hands lovingly to his chest. “You’re scared you’re pushing me?

He nodded shyly, keeping eye contact with her, but she could sense his nerves.

“Aaron you promised me you wouldn’t treat me like glass” she reminded him, moving a hand to cup his cheek.

“I know and I’m not Y/N, I just..”

“Aaron do you want me?” She asked.

“Yes” he blurted out “god yes, Y/N. Of course I do, in every way but...”

“but nothing Aaron.” She cut him off again gently, only love in her tone. “sweetheart are you saying no because we’re moving too fast for you? Or because you’re thinking about me, and you don’t want to risk rushing me?” She asked.

“I don’t want to lose you Y/N” he admitted softly. “God, I want you, but I want all of you honey. Not just your body.”

“Im offering you all of me Aaron.” She assured him. “If we make love tonight, it’s not just sex for me. I’m giving you my everything, if you’re not ready for th-“

“I am!” He assured her and she smiled before continuing

“Good, because if I’m honest you already have all of me. I’m ready Aaron, I’m ready to be with you. In every way.”

He looked deeply into her eyes and all he wanted to do was say he loved her, but he decided that right now he’d show her instead.

“I’m ready to give you everything too y/n.” He said before pulling her back in and kissing her soundly. His hands re-found the path they were on before, quickly lifting up the shirt she was wearing and helping her pull it over her head before helping her do the same with his.

He groaned as she nibbled on his bottom lip and then gently pulled away before they went too far. He knew she wanted him but with the way his world is he needed one more confirmation.

“You’re sure?”

“More than anything Aaron, I promise you.” She said and kissed his nose before asking “are you sure?”

“100%” he smiled as he scooped her up and carried her to his bed room.

Y/N couldn’t remember a time in the recent past that she felt so safe and so loved and so perfectly satisfied as she felt while making love to Aaron Hotchner. He poured his whole heart and soul into pleasing her and she gave everything back. She could live off of the groan he made when she did something he loved or the way he looked at her as he moved their bodies. She knew that no matter what else happened in her world she fully and wholey belonged to this man, and she loved that feeling.

Y/N spend the night wrapped up in Aaron’s arms and she couldn’t remember ever sleeping better.

Aaron laid next to y/n as she drifted off to sleep. He forced himself to stay awake a bit longer to take in the beautiful, mesmerizing woman next to him. He didn’t know what it was about her but he would have given everything to her practically moments after he met her. The feeling of finally being with her in every way was powerful and he didn’t think he’d ever tire of it. He slept peacefully that night knowing she was his.

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[lysjeon]

1.3. lucky

➝ jungkook x reader

➝ fluff, some angst | dad au

➝ warnings: mentions of abandonment, not wanting a child.

➝ words: 1.1K

Jeongguk looked up from his phone when he heard the door to his apartment open, a big smile appearing on his face as he watched you walk in with his sleeping daughter in your arms, her school backpack hanging from your forearm and one of your hands spread over her back to prevent her from moving much as you took off your shoes.

“Need help?” He asked, locking his phone and throwing it beside him in the couch.

“No, it's fine.” You smiled. “You must be tired from working all day so stay there, I'll go put her to bed.”

His heart melted at your soft voice and your selfless action, you had been working too and had spent the whole afternoon taking care of his child, so he knew you must be tired too.

He silently walked over to Sarang's room, leaning against the doorframe as he watched you carefully lay her down on the bed, taking off her shoes and then sitting on the bed next to her. Your fingers softly brushed the hair out of her face as a fond smile spread on your lips. You leaned down and kissed the top of her head before standing up and turning around to leave, your cheeks burning red when you saw Jeongguk standing there looking at the scene.

“Come here,” He whispered, opening his arms for you. You complied happily, wrapping your arms around his thin waist and placing your head on his chest. “She's lucky to have you.” He said softly, you looked up at him and then at Sarang with a smile. “We are lucky to have you.” He added, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead when you looked back at him.

“I only met her a few weeks ago but she has stolen my heart.” You say truthfully. “I love her so much, Guk. You're raising an amazing little girl.”

He only smiled, your words meaning more than he could explain to him. He always worried that he wasn't a good enough parent to his little girl, and he felt guilty for not being able to spend every single moment with her. Because she didn't have a mother, he felt like he had to make up for the love that she should've gotten from one, and got frustrated when he felt that his love wasn't enough. But even since they met you something had changed, both of them seemed happier.

“Thank you for today, sweets.” He said, plopping down on the couch and opening his arms for you again.

“It's nothing, baby.” You smiled up at him and kissed his jaw. “I'm glad you could finish the report on time.”

“Me-” He was interrupted by his phone ringing. With a groan he picked it up and looked at the caller ID.

Im Seohee. 

He rolled his eyes and declined the call before frustratedly throwing his phone on the coffee table in front of him.

“Who is it?” You asked him curiously, making him groan again.

“No one important.” He answered, you raised your eyebrows and looked at him curiously, his face softening when he looked at you. “It's just Sarang’s mom, if you can even call her that.” He sighed.

“Not to sound like a jealous girlfriend but,” you chuckled. “why is she calling you?”

“Apparently she's back in Seoul and wants to talk to me. It's not the first time she's done this.” He shrugged.

“You never told me about her.” You commented, your fingers playing with the strings of his hoodie as you looked up at him.

“It's not like I want to talk about the woman who abandoned my child.” He said bitterly looking up at the ceiling. He stayed silent for a few minutes before taking a deep breath and talking again. “We had Sarang when we were young, we were so in love that when Seohee got pregnant we decided to keep the baby because we were sure that we'd be the perfect little family. Everything was well the first couple of months after she was born, you could say we were happy. We were both happy to have a baby and a family together, but then something in her changed– in Seohee, I mean.” You nodded, listening to him attentively. “She started to be distant and go out, sometimes she wouldn't come back for days. She didn't connect with Sarang at all; she didn't even want to hold her for more than thirty minutes.” He sighed, “One day I confronted her about it. She said that motherhood wasn't for her and that she didn't love Sarang anymore. She said she wanted to be with me, but she didn't want Sarang in the picture, so she proposed sending her off to her aunt, so I quote ‘we could go back to how we were’”

The sad smile he gave you made your heart break, his eyes were filled with unshed tears as he spoke. Sadness was soon replaced by pure rage as he continued speaking, how could someone say that about their own daughter? Especially such a sweet little girl like Sarang.

“So I told her to go.” He sighed, “And of course, she left. Sometimes she comes back claiming that she wants to be in Sarang’s life but she always leaves.” He shrugs and looks down at you with a small smile.

You cup his face between your hands and lock eyes with him for a few moments before bringing his face closer to you and softly pressing your lips against his.

“You two did not deserve that.” You say firmly, your forehead and his touching. “Thank you for trusting me with this.” You peck his lips again.

He stayed quiet, his eyes wandering around your face as you were still mere centimeters away from him. They traveled from your eyes, to your nose and lips, then to your eyes again as he leaned in to kiss you.

The kiss was different to any you had shared until now, this one was tender and slow, his emotions pouring out of him with every flick of his tongue against yours. His hands wrapped around your hips and in a swift movement you were straddling his lap. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair, tugging gently at the roots every time his fingers squeezed your hips; low moans escaping the both of you with ever action the other made.

He chuckled as he pulled away, his lungs burning in need of fresh air. “I think I love you.” He whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

You bit your lip at his words, trying to suppress a smile as your hands slipped down from his hair to his chest, moving up and down rapidly. “I think I love you, too.” You whisper back, looking into his dark doe eyes.

He smiled and before you knew it, his soft lips were against yours once again.

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Under The Covers (Christen Press x Reader)

Anonymous Request: Hello there! Saw your post about not having idea and Im in search of a new Christen Press x reader. Maybe you could write something about R taking care of sick Chris. R is shy but naughty type. Thanks :) 

Implied sexual content

Christen lets out a violent sneeze and you frown, making your way towards her, a box of tissues in hand.  

“It’s okay.” You say as you wrap your arms around her from behind. You hand Christen a number of tissues to blow her stuffy nose with.  

“Thanks Y/N.” She whispers, blowing her nose before she leans back against your chest with a sleepy yawn.  

You place a hand on her sweaty forehead, wincing at the telltale signs of a fever. 

Christen turns around until she’s facing you, her watery green orbs locking with your Y/E/C ones.  

You cup her cheek gently, running your thumb back and forth across her smooth and clammy skin.  

“Come on, let me take care of you.” You whisper softly, your thumb running along Christen’s bottom lip.  

The woman smiles as she places a kiss to the tip of your thumb before giving it a nip.  

You giggle, your cheeks flushing as you shake your head.  

Christen gently takes your hand, pressing kisses to each and every line of your palm before kissing every one of your digits, her green orbs locked with your bright Y/E/C eyes the entire time.  

“You’re making it really hard not to kiss you right now.” You whisper as you stare down at her pursed lips.  

“You can’t Y/N, I’m sick.” She shrugs, smirking as she runs her lips along the back of your hand.  

Your body flushes as she kisses up your arm before pushing you back against the headboard and crawling into your lap.  

Christen presses kisses everywhere she can reach, kissing every bit of flesh she can see, minus your lips and face.  

You groan as Christen presses a kiss to your pulse point.  

“Chrissssssssss...” You whine as the woman bumps her nose against your own. 

You let out a frustrated growl when you roll over, Christen now being the one beneath you.  

You pin her arms down on the bed on either side of the bed, smirking down at the woman.  

You lean in for a kiss, only for Christen to turn away with a giggle.  

“You can’t baby, you’ll get sick.” She giggles as you press playfully kisses to her jawline.  

“I don’t care.” You whisper as you nip at her pulse point, earning a sigh from the woman beneath you.  

She turns, her lips inches away from yours, but before she can press her lips against yours, you pull back.  

“Maybe you’re right...” You purr as you nuzzle into Christen’s neck. “But maybe I could do something else.” You shrug.

Christen’s eyes widen when you duck under the covers, her cheeks flushing as she feels you slide down her body.  

You hear a knock on your hotel room’s door and you freeze poking your head out from beneath the covers.  

You give Christen a seductive smirk as you slip back beneath the covers.  

“Just a-

Christen is cut off by a kiss to her inner thigh, her words turning into a loud, raspy moan thanks to the soreness of her throat.  

On the other side of the door, Kelley shares a glance with Tobin, their eyes narrowing.  

“Seriously?! We left you alone for two minutes!” Kelley yells as she smacks the door with the palm of her hand.  

On the other side of the door, Christen gives you a playful shove until you poke your head out from beneath the covers.  

“Now they think we’re fucking.” Christen says as she sits up, poking you in the forehead.  

“I mean we could be, why not?” You smirk as you duck your head back under the covers to again nuzzle against Christen’s inner thigh.

“Y/N!” Christen’s laughs out a moan as she grabs you by the front of your shirt and pulls you up towards her.

Christen wipes the grin off your face by pressing her lips, firmly against your own.  

Much too quickly for your liking, she pulls back with a smirk.  

“Go answer the door.” She laughs as you begrudgingly make your way to the door.  

You pull it open with a groan.  

“Do you need something?” You say with a pout as you glare at Kelley and Tobin. 

Suddenly, from out of nowhere the box of tissues you’d handed Christen early smacks you right in the back of the head.  

“Hey!” You call out, rubbing the back of your head with a pout.  

Kelley barks out a laugh as she makes her way into the room, giving your shoulder a nudge.  

Tobin on the other hand gives the back of your head a gentle pat along with a sympathetic smile.  

“Come on, we brought food.”  

At the promise of food you shrug, allowing Tobin to throw an arm around your shoulders before she walks the two of you back into the hotel room.  

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Hours later, with stomachs full and heavy eyelids, you and Christen are lying side by side.  

“I love you.” You whisper into the silent room and Christen smiles as she turns towards you, her arms slipping around your neck as she leans in to press a tender kiss to your lips.  

“I love you too.”  

The two of you get lost in kissing, the kisses growing hotter and harder as Christen rolls over on top of you, straddling your waist.

Without your lips ever disconnecting, you roll the two of you over, pinning Christen’s arms on either side of her head yet again.  

Christen places her hands on your shoulders and pushes you down, under the covers.  

You grumble under your breath.  

“If Kelley and Tobin show up again, I’m not answering the door.”

[burnedbyshoto]

Welcome Home

todoroki shouto x new mom!reader

warnings: just fluff

word count: 2,272

A/N: I accidentally deleted the ask....requesting this....and I was almost done with it...and because it was 4 a.m. and im blind, I pressed delete instead of edit...and I didn’t have it saved anywhere...so I actually cried about that but hey, I wrote it again anyways!!! so sorry anon about that, I hope you find this

Part One  Part Three  Part Four

Shouto sat on the couch, gently rocking Kaito’s cradle as he attempted to put him to bed. A soft lullaby left his lips as he sang in an attempt to get Kaito to sleep so he could do something around the house.

You weren’t home at the moment; being that it was two weeks until you were expected to get back onto the field; you were spending the mass majority of your time training with friends and at the gym. Shouto honestly did not mind a single bit, as he was on paternity leave from his own agency, as he sat at home alone with Kaito. Midoriya and Uraraka have been over earlier and had helped to clean up the Todoroki’s slightly messy house as the new parents struggled to maintain their usual cleanliness with the baby now here.

Peering into the basket, Shouto was happy to see that Kaito was now knocked out. Standing up, Shouto made his way over to the kitchen to start preparing dinner for you and him. Being that you were working diligently and “Plus Ultra,” to get back onto the field, you had been following a really strict diet that had been personally created for your use. Today’s dinner outline was grilled lean lime chicken, a cup of vegetables, and a scoop of steamed rice. Normally the two of you cooked together, seeing that it was an enjoyable thing to do together, and was a nice way to end the day. But with these intense workouts that were making you come home exhausted, Shouto ensured having the meal ready when you stepped foot into the house.

As Shouto prepared the meal, his eyes fell onto a picture frame by the sink, and he smiled in memory. It was the same picture that Hagakure had sent through the chat, framed and placed in your house. When you had woken up and seen the picture, you had begged Shouto to get it in an actual frame, and Shouto who was whipped for you did just that.

Shouto smiled again as he remembered what it was like bringing Kaito back home the first night he was released from the hospital.

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You were exhausted, to say the least. You had returned from the hospital in diapers because your uterus was still shedding its layers off and it just reminded you of a period but way worse. You watched as Shouto glanced at you through the rearview mirror, joy, and mirth in his eyes as you gently stroked your baby’s cheek.

You brushed the fiery red wisps of hair Kaito had into a similar fashion of Shouto’s high school haircut and smiled, by gene selection, you wished more than anything else that Kaito would resemble his father more than you. You wanted your son to be nearly identical to your husband.

“I’m going to put the bags in, wait for me to help you take out Kaito?” Shouto says as he pulled into the driveway of your house, but exits the car before you can disagree with him.

You watched in amusement and Shouto took in five huge bags with ease only to fumble with unlocking the door. You opened the car door, and unbuckled, groaning as you scooted out of the seat. Who knew post-pregnancy was almost as bad on the body as pregnancy?

Shouto’s hand appeared from nowhere as he steadied you to your feet and he studied your face as you winced, he kissed you softly, “Welcome home.”

You laugh as you can’t help but bring him down for another kiss, “It’s good to be back.”

Shouto grabs the car seat where Kaito is knocked out, and with a hand firmly pressed onto your lower back helps you into the house.

Shouto helps you onto the couch, and you sigh gratefully as he places the car seat next to you, and you take the initiative to get Kaito out. You snuggle your red-headed baby boy into your body as your husband walks around the house putting things away and preparing anything that hasn’t been finished three days ago.

“Shoucchan,” You call out as Shouto now only seems to be pacing, “I think you should take Kaito on a tour of the house.”

You watched as Shouto hesitated as he always did when you wanted him to grab Kaito, but nevertheless, you smiled warmly as Shouto walked over and took Kaito from you.

Thus your two boys embarked on a journey around the house. Shouto went to every room in the house, explaining what the room was, it’s purpose, and whether mama or papa designed it. “And we’re back to the living room,” Shouto whispers as baby Kaito opens his eyes, “It’s the room where mama relaxes the most, but we designed it together, shocking huh.”

Adjusting the support to Kaito’s head, Shouto can’t help but stare into his son's eyes that are identical to your own e/c and shape. Shouto can’t help but think that beyond anything, he wishes that Kaito will take on after you completely even if he inherited the Todoroki hair color. His thoughts were interrupted as he felt you press your body against his.

Shouto looks down at you, and you peer up at him lovingly, “I love you two, more than anything else in this world.” You whisper as the two of your lips are sealed together again. “Welcome home, baby Kaito.”

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Recalling the memory makes Shouto smile softly as he looks around at what he’s cooking. He puts lids over the pots and walks away from the stove for a second, that is until he hears Kaito’s screams of unhappiness from the living room. Checking the time, Shouto realizes that it’s time to feed Kaito and that you’ll be home in thirty minutes.

Grabbing on of the many milk bottles you had left in preparation for your son from the fridge, Shouto warmed it up in seconds with his quirk before heading over to Kaito. Picking up his squirming son, Shouto managed to put the bottle into his mouth and watched in amazement as his tiny son finished the bottle in mere seconds. “Well someone was hungry,” Shouto speaks as he wipes away the slobbered milk leftover of Kaito’s cheeks with a cloth.

Shouto cradles Kaito into his chest and holds him close just before he catches a whiff of Kaito’s foul-smelling diaper. Humming to distract himself from his natural instinct to gag, Shouto calmly stood up and walked over to the kitchen and left the stove on the lowest of settings, and switched the rice cooker to keep warm before heading over to the nursery.

As Shouto changed the gurgling baby, he caught the eye of the baby monitor and smiled as he remembered another memory with Kaito.

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Being a new mother had its plenty of perks, but by far the worst part of having a newborn was the fact that it cried through the night constantly. At only two weeks old, it was too early to force Kaito to sleep through the night, so despite the fact, you had accumulated a grand total of fifteen hours this past week, the sharp wails of Kaito had you shooting up from slumber.

You were so tired.

Since you normally slept entangled with Shouto, he was always awake when you went to calm down Kaito and always accompanied you to get your guy's son to calm down enough to sleep.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Shouto says as he pulls your body down back onto the bed, his own person getting out of bed, “I’ll get Kaito, sleep, you need to rest more especially since you’re starting training.”

Despite the fact you wanted to follow your husband to your son's room, you found you couldn’t move, so instead you grabbed your baby monitor and watched through the night vision camera as Shouto walked in, rubbing his eyes. 

Kaito was screaming his head off, demanding attention as Shouto picked him out of the crib and held him closely. So you lay in bed, watching your husband gently rocking your son back and forward all while the monitor was picking up the conversation Shouto was having with Kaito which made your insides melt.

“You know Kaito-chan,” You heard Shouto whisper as the baby lay his head on Shouto’s shoulder, light whines leaving his mouth as he refused to sleep, “You’re being really mean to your mama. She’s really tired nowadays, and your drama queen actions keep her up.” You watch as Shouto places a few pats on Kaito’s butt who was loving the attention.

“The thing is,” Shouto continued at his normal whisper, “I love your mama more than anything in this world, and you of course, but your mama is my everything. I’m telling you this now so that in the future if you ever get mad at me for defending and siding with your stubborn mama, it isn’t because I don’t love you as much as her, but your mama means so so much to me. The both of you do... so come on Kaito-chan, let’s go to sleep now.”

You couldn’t resist wiping the tears that had fallen down your face after hearing your husbands loving words, you blamed the stupid hormones. You continued watching until Kaito had fallen back asleep and you quickly put the monitor down as you fell back onto the bed, pretending to be asleep.

Shouto crawled back into bed, wrapping you up in his arms, and you cracked shuffling around to see him staring at you with the warmest look. “Were you listening, stalker?” He asks you, knowing the answer.

“Just making sure you weren’t turning my baby boy against me.” You whisper back teasingly.

“Sorry, y/n, but we Todoroki men are total mama’s boys.”

The two of you laugh together quietly but you can’t resist it anymore as you plant your lips on his, feeling the most awake you’ve been these past few days as he kissed you back with the same vigor. You smiled into the kiss as Shouto’s hands guided you until you were straddling his lap.

“Are you trying to bed me weeks after I gave birth to your son?!” You asked with amusement in your eyes as you broke the kiss from his mouth, trailing kisses down Shouto’s neck, his head tilting to allow you more room.

“I can’t help it, I’m really into new mothers.” Shouto teases back as his hands roam your body before grasping your hips tightly, only to be interrupted by a sharp cry coming from Kaito’s room. 

You groan slightly as you flop onto your back, “I think he doesn’t like me touching his mama.” Shouto states as you laugh before the two of you get up to get the crying baby.

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After finishing changing Kaito’s diaper, Shouto returned to the kitchen with the baby in arms.

“Chicken,” Shouto said as Kaito pointed out towards the cooking chicken. He pointed to the vegetables, “Vegetables.”

Kaito smiled a gummy smile and Shouto smiled back pressing a kiss on his son’s cheek. Shouto looked at his phone when a text message alarm went off and saw a text from you:

running late! sorry! I couldn’t find my water bottle for the life of me ((spoiler alert it was in my hand the entire time I searched for it)) on my way home! don’t miss me too much ;) love you!!

Shouto chuckled at the message, your entire pregnancy fog brain was apparently still in effect, but he did not dismay as he set up plates for dinner, putting on the portions you required and put tin foil on it before placing it in the oven to keep warm.

Glancing at Kaito who was now sleepily closing his eyes, Shouto adjusted his grip on his son, “Let’s go take a nap while we wait for mama to get home?”

When you got home, you greeted the quiet house with your now usual whisper; just in case Kaito was asleep. You saw that the living room was empty, as was the kitchen, and you frowned. Shouto was still home, right?

Placing your gym bag by the couch, you walked to the bedrooms and saw that Kaito’s room was empty. “Shoucchan?” You called out as you headed to your room.

You opened your room door and paused in the door frame as you saw Shouto and Kaito sleeping on the bed. Kaito was curled up into Shouto’s side, whereas Shouto had a heavy hand on Kaito’s body to keep him from moving accidentally. You pulled out your phone and took a picture of your sleeping boys.

Kaito then woke up, his bed head resembling fire lit upon his head and you picked up your son from his fathers grasp. “Did you keep papa busy today, Kaito-chan?” You whisper to Kaito who was snuggled into your neck. “You little brat!” You turn your back to Shouto as you sway slowly with Kaito in your arms. 

Arms wrap around your waist and you look up to see Shouto burying his face into your free shoulder, and once more you feel content and safe as you meet each other for a kiss.

“Welcome home.” He whispers.

“I’m home.”

no bonus todaaaaay, sorry! but I hope you enjoyed this short scenario anyways! pregnancy, in theory, seems so nice, but I would literally burn the house down if I had a baby to take care of uwu but thats all for now folks :D