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sergeantbarnessdoll · 6 months ago

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Bucky meeting reader’s parents/family who bring out not only the embarrassing photos, but the old videos, too— including a very old dance routine with a very clumsy reader set to Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy

Of course, y/n is incredibly embarrassed about being a clumsy eight-year-old with a desperate need to get a better sense of timing, but Bucky reassures the reader that it’s actually adorable and quite charming

Old Pictures and Videos » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You take Bucky to meet your family and your mom brings out old pictures and videos from when you were a kid to show him.

Warnings: Fluff, language, kissing, pet names

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anonymous person who requested this🩵

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creator.

“It’s ok to be nervous, baby. My family is going to love you.” You assured Bucky.

You and Bucky have been dating for a few weeks and you’re taking him to meet your family for the first time.

“I’m fine, doll.” Bucky gave your hand a soft squeeze.

You stood on your tippy toes to peck his lips softly before knocking on the door of your parent’s house. Your mom answered the door and immediately gave you a hug.

“I missed you!” Your mom says.

“I missed you too.” You said. “Mom, this is my boyfriend Bucky.” You introduced Bucky to your mom.

“Nice to meet you, ma’am.” Bucky says politely, handing his right hand out for her to shake.

“Nice to meet you too, Bucky.” She shook his hand. “Come inside.” She says, stepping aside.

You were greeted by your dad next. You were a little nervous to introduce Bucky and your dad. Your dad is intimidating sometimes.

“Hi dad.” You gave him a hug. “This is my boyfriend Bucky.” You introduced him and Bucky.

Bucky confidently held his right hand out for your dad to shake. Your dad shook his hand without being intimidating, which surprised you.

“Nice to meet you, sir.” Bucky says.

“I would ask you what your intentions are with my daughter, but I’m not that kind of dad.” Your dad says.

You blinked a couple times, surprised that your dad didn’t ask what Bucky’s intentions are with you.

You and Bucky walked in the living room, hand and hand to see your grandma sitting on the couch and watching her favorite show.

“Hi grandma.” You say.

Your grandma took her eyes off the TV to look at you. She smiles widely when she seen you. She stood up from the couch and gave you a hug.

“My favorite granddaughter.” Your grandma said. “Don’t tell your cousins I said that.” She says, making you giggle.

“Grandma, this is my boyfriend Bucky.” You introduced her to Bucky.

Bucky held his right hand out for your grandma to shake, but she hugged him instead, catching him by surprise. He hugged her back.

“You’re very tall and strong.” Your grandma says, feeling his bicep on his right arm.

“Grandma!” You scolded.

Bucky couldn’t help but laugh. You two sat down on the couch next to your grandma. Your mom watched in the living room with a box a moment later. Your eyes went wide. You know that box. The box contains pictures and videos of you from when you were a kid.

“You have to see these, Bucky.” Your mom took a seat next to Bucky on the couch. “It’s pictures and videos of Y/N from when she was a kid.” She says.

“He doesn’t want to see any of that mom.” You say.

“Yes I do.” Bucky chimes in. “I want to see what you looked like as a kid.” He says.

Your mom started with the basic baby pictures and told him the stories behind the pictures. You slouched back against the couch and covered your face with your hands in embarrassment. Bucky put a comforting hand on your knee.

“Don’t be embarrassed, doll.” Bucky coos. “You looked adorable as a kid.” He says.

You gave him a smile, still feeling embarrassed. That’s when your mom brought out the pictures from every Halloween you went Trick or Treating. You felt even more embarrassed.

“You dressed up as Captain America for Halloween when you were 6?” Bucky asks, looking at the picture.

“Yes.” You mumbled loud enough for him to hear, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

Your mom continued to dig through the box, looking for a particular video that she wants to show Bucky. She found the DVD that it’s on and stood up, walking towards the TV.

“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is, mom.” You say.

“It is.” Your mom replies.

You whined and covered your face with your hands again to avoid watching the video playing on the TV. It’s the one video you always dread. You did a dance to the song Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy when you were 8 years old. You sunk further into the couch and kept your face covered with your hands when the song started playing. You could feel your embarrassment eating at you.

Meanwhile, Bucky was actually enjoying the video. He smiles at how cute you were in the video. You uncovered your eyes at the same time your 8 year old self tripped over your own feet about a minute into the dance. A small whimper of embarrassment left your lips. Your face was beyond red at this point.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed about it, doll.” Bucky wrapped his arm around you and pulled you against his side. “You look adorable when you were a kid.” He says, kissing the side of your head.

“Replace adorable with clumsy. I was a clumsy when I was a kid.” You say.

“You weren’t that clumsy, sweetie.” Your mom chimes in, trying to lighten up your mood.

You smiled softly and looked at the TV, trying to watch the video. It was hard for you to watch cause of how embarrassing you think it is. You laid your head on Bucky’s chest and hid your face against his chest. It didn’t help the fact that you could still hear the song playing.

“You can stop trying to hide now, sweetie.” Your mom said when the video ended.

You looked up at the TV, seeing your mom taking the DVD out of the DVD player and put it back in the case. You sighed in relief that the video is over and you won’t have to watch it again. That is until your mom brings it out sometime in the future.

As the night went on, your mom showed Bucky more pictures of you when you were a kid. She even told him stories about what you did when you were a kid. As your mom was tell him the stories, you poked around at your plate with a fork. You couldn’t have felt more embarrassed. Bucky put a comforting hand on your knee to make you feel better, which it did.

“We’d love to stay longer, but I have to get up early for work tomorrow.” Bucky says.

You smiled, feeling even more relieved that your mom isn’t going to tell him more embarrassing stories about you and show him pictures and videos of you when you were a kid. You gave your parents and grandma a hug and kiss goodbye before getting in the car and left. On the way home, you were quiet and Bucky quickly caught on to it.

“It wasn’t that bad.” Bucky said, referring to the video. “I thought the video was adorable.” He says.

You continued to stay quiet. You looked down and fiddled with your fingers. Bucky gently grabbed one of your hands and brought it up to his mouth, kissing it softly. At a red light, Bucky took the opportunity to give you a quick kiss.

“Besides…” He starts. “You can teach that dance to our future children.” He says.

“James Buchanan Barnes!” You smacked him with your free hand. “I am not teaching our future children that dance.” You say, trying not to laugh.

“Ok, fine.” He laughs. “Can they at least listen to the song?” He asks, taking a quick glance at you.

“Yes.” You mumbled.

Bucky smiles and kisses your hand again.

“I love you, doll.” Bucky says softly.

“I love you too, baby.” You say, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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mingi-s-dimples · 3 months ago

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Shy, until tonight - Woogi

KINKOTBER DAY 23 , REQ BY anon 🤧

~"Here is my request heheh (YES ME AGAIN with like the forth request or third) so reader has 2 bsfs both being also friends with benefits aka fucking from time to time☺️ (woo and mingi are the bsfs) tonight we all were at a party reader is always the shy type while mingi and woo dragged her ass here so reader wanting revenge she teased them all night" -> I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH VISUAL SPACE TO ADD EVERYTHING but she essentially wanted me to add breast fondling, double penetration, teasing, opening her legs to them, bathroom sex.

pairing: woogi x fem!reader

genre: 18+, fwb, filth

summary: wooyoung insists that you go to a party with him.. mingi agrees with him and you're left with the only option ti tag along. but you have your fun until they turn tables and have their way with you, for teasing them all night.

wc: 3.5k

warnings: fwb, woogi love teasing, marking, lots of cum, fucking in a bathroom (dw it's not a club bathroom it's a normal one.. the party takes place @ someone's home) , reader is cocky/bratty at first but later gets fucking destroyed, double penetration, breast fondling, pussy eating, completely consensual, unprotected, for sure forgot something, will edit later.

Author's Note: I personally would love to be sandwiched between woo and mingi in this situation... might be just me tho. Love I hope you like itttt 😁🥰 I sure did love writing it!!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not represent the reality of the members in any way.

The music thrummed through the walls, a pulsating rhythm that seeped into your chest, heavy and unrelenting. You hated parties like this. Sweaty bodies crammed into a dimly lit house, voices rising above the pounding bass in an attempt to be heard. The air smelled of alcohol, perfume, and faintly of something herbal that made your head spin. Yet, here you were, sitting on a worn couch in a stranger’s living room, a cup of some questionable drink in your hand, all because Wooyoung had dragged you here.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” he had chirped hours earlier, his mischievous grin practically daring you to refuse.

“Fun for who?” you’d muttered, eyeing him skeptically.

“For all of us,” he had replied, tossing an arm around your shoulders. His dark eyes sparkled with something unspoken, a promise maybe, one you weren’t sure you wanted to unwrap.

You’d looked to Mingi for help, hoping he’d side with you, but he had only shrugged. “You know how he gets,” Mingi had said, his deep voice calm and nonchalant. “It’s easier to just go along with it.”

So here you were.

The couch sagged beneath you as you shifted, trying to find a comfortable position in your tight dress. Wooyoung had insisted you dress up, claiming it was “part of the vibe.” He hadn’t left your side since you arrived, dragging you into conversations with people you didn’t know and laughing at inside jokes you weren’t part of. Mingi, ever the quiet observer, had trailed behind, offering you small smiles that made your stomach flip but didn’t ease your annoyance.

Now, the three of you occupied the couch, Wooyoung and Mingi seated directly across from you, legs spread in that casually confident way that somehow made them both look infuriatingly attractive. You sipped your drink, trying not to let your irritation show as they chatted about something you weren’t listening to.

“You’re too quiet,” Wooyoung said suddenly, his voice cutting through the noise around you. He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees as he fixed you with a knowing look. “What’s on your mind, Y/N?”

You gave him a sweet smile, one that didn’t reach your eyes. “Oh, nothing. Just wondering why I let you drag me here.”

Wooyoung laughed, loud and carefree, as if your irritation amused him. “You love it. Admit it.”

Your smile tightened. Two could play in this game.

“Well,” you said, crossing your legs slowly, deliberately, letting the hem of your dress ride up just enough to be noticeable. You caught the way Wooyoung’s eyes flicked downward, just for a split second, before he met your gaze again. “I suppose I might as well make the most of it.”

Mingi, who had been silent up until now, raised an eyebrow. His lips quirked into a small smile, but his gaze was sharp, assessing.

“Is that so?” he asked, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine.

You leaned back against the couch, letting your body relax in a way that felt foreign but powerful. Your knees fell apart just slightly, enough that the motion could be considered accidental—if you wanted it to be.

Wooyoung’s gaze flicked downward again, and this time, he didn’t bother hiding it.

“You’re being awfully bold tonight,” he remarked, his tone teasing but laced with something heavier.

“Am I?” you asked innocently. You shifted your position again, your foot brushing against Mingi’s leg. His eyes darkened, but he didn’t move, didn’t pull away.

Wooyoung laughed, a short, breathy sound that held none of his usual bravado. “You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.”

You tilted your head, feigning confusion. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Mingi leaned back, draping an arm over the back of the couch as he watched you. His posture was relaxed, but there was a tension in his jaw, a tightness in his grip that betrayed him.

“Careful,” he warned, his voice low enough that it was almost drowned out by the music. “You’re not as subtle as you think.”

“Oh, I think I’m doing just fine,” you replied, letting your fingers trail along the edge of your cup before they "accidentally" brushed against Wooyoung’s knee. He tensed beneath your touch, his sharp inhale barely audible.

You smirked, feeling a surge of satisfaction. But then your gaze drifted downward, catching the unmistakable bulge straining against the fabric of Wooyoung’s pants. You didn’t need to look at Mingi to know he was in a similar state.

You couldn’t help it. A low chuckle escaped your lips, soft but taunting. “Oh,” you murmured, raising your eyes to meet theirs. “Is something wrong?”

Wooyoung’s eyes darkened, and his usual cocky grin returned, though there was a new edge to it now. “You’re enjoying this too much.”

“And you’re not?” you shot back, raising an eyebrow.

Mingi leaned forward then, his large hand resting on your knee. The weight of it sent a shiver up your spine, though you tried not to show it.

“You think you’ve won,” he said, his deep voice steady and calm, like he was explaining something obvious. “But you don’t know what we have planned.”

You blinked, caught off guard by his words. “What are you talking about?”

Wooyoung stood suddenly, holding out a hand to you. His grin was sharper now, almost predatory. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s talk about it somewhere... quieter.”

When you didn’t move, Mingi gave your knee a gentle squeeze. “Bathroom,” he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Your heart raced as you looked between the two of them, their gazes heavy with intent. You realized too late that whatever game you thought you were playing, they’d just turned the tables.

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“The fuck y’all want!? You dragged me here!” you protested, back slightly arched against the cold tile of the bathroom that was remotely far from all the action, but still close enough to be heard slightly.

“What do you mean? Did you think we'd let you off the hook? What were you trying to do? you're not like this usually..” Wooyoung said and one of his hands rode up your waist to your lower back, pulling you close to him. Mingi was watching contently, catching a glimpse of his eyes shooting to the huge tent that formed in his pants. You were friends with benefits after all… but here!?

“I just wanted to get my revenge! You know I hate parties hosted by stran-.. M-mingi..?” your words faded as you saw Mingi, who was standing behind Wooyoung, was now unbuckling his pants and let them fall to his ankles.

“You know for sure what happens when you're a fucking brat, sweetie… teasing us like that will only get you in more trouble.” Wooyoung kept eye contact with you while Mingi talked, taking his pants off.

“You should've known better…darling.”

You were done for.. you thought.

Mingi got on one knee in front of you and Wooyoung got behind you, holding one of your legs with his right hand, raising your already short dress above your waist. His left hand went to your waist, holding you tight and fondling your breasts from time to time from under the dress.

“Let’s see if it was worth the teasing, our love” Mingi whispered and he took your soaked panties off, giggling. He then leaned in, soft kisses trailing from your knee to your thigh, then from your inner thigh to your cunt. You whined out when he started to eat you out, his tongue reaching every sweet spot of yours.

Wooyoung chuckled darkly from behind, his warm breath tickling your neck as he whispered into your ear, "Such pretty sounds. Don't hold back, sweetheart." His lips brushed against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His hand on your waist tightened slightly, grounding you as Mingi worked his magic below.

Mingi, ever the perfectionist, took his time. His lips and tongue moved with calculated precision, teasing you with alternating strokes of his tongue—soft and slow, then firm and demanding. He hummed low against you, the vibration a sweet torment. Every now and then, he'd pause to place open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin of your thighs, his gaze flickering up to meet yours, filled with mischief and adoration.

Behind you, Wooyoung trailed his fingers lightly along your sides. "Look at you," he murmured, voice dripping with admiration. "You're trembling, love." His hands skimmed up, fingers brushing your shoulders before sliding down your arms. He leaned in, kissing the curve of your neck with lingering softness, his teeth lightly grazing your skin in playful nips.

Mingi pulled back slightly, lips glistening, his grin wicked. "She tastes better than I imagined," he said, his voice husky. His hands stroked the outsides of your thighs, grounding you, while he waited for your breath to even out.

Wooyoung smirked, tilting your head slightly to the side with a gentle hand on your jaw. "Isn't it fun being at the center of our attention?" His lips brushed against your temple as he spoke, his tone low and intimate. He shifted slightly, pulling you closer into his chest, letting you feel his warmth and the steady rhythm of his breathing.

Mingi’s lips returned to your inner thighs, brushing featherlight kisses against your skin as he edged closer to your clit. His teasing was unbearable in the best way—soft flicks of his tongue followed by gentle bites to your thighs, leaving you whimpering and squirming in Wooyoung’s arms.

“Oh, you’re so sensitive, aren’t you?” Wooyoung teased, his voice a mix of amusement and adoration. His fingers trailed up your sides, sending shivers through your body, before settling on your shoulders. He massaged them gently, grounding you as you tilted your head back against him with a high-pitched whine. “Mingi’s barely started, and you’re already losing it.”

Mingi hummed in agreement, his hands pressing firmly into your thighs to keep you steady. “She’s always like this when she’s been teasing,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. His tongue darted out again, gliding in slow, deliberate strokes, the sensation enough to pull a loud, unrestrained moan from your lips.

Your fingers clawed at Wooyoung’s arms, desperate for something to hold onto as Mingi’s pace quickened. “M-Mingi,” you cried out, your voice trembling. He chuckled, the sound low and rich, the vibrations making you arch your back.

“Right there, huh?” Mingi teased, his lips curling into a smirk as his tongue circled a particularly sensitive spot. His hands gripped your thighs tighter, holding you in place as he focused his attention on driving you over the edge.

Wooyoung tilted your chin, bringing your face closer to his as he whispered into your ear, “So loud and beautiful for us, love. Don’t hold back. Let us hear everything.” His lips found your neck, planting soft kisses along your pulse as he watched your every reaction with pride.

The overwhelming combination of Mingi’s skillful tongue and Wooyoung’s grounding presence made it impossible to contain your sounds. Each whimper and moan spilled freely from your lips, growing louder as the pressure in your core built higher and higher.

Mingi’s voice was steady but commanding as he said, “That’s it, just let go for me.” He gave one last, perfectly calculated flick of his tongue, and the tension within you snapped. You cried out, your hands clutching Wooyoung tighter as waves of pleasure washed over you, your entire body trembling, cumming all over Mingi's beautiful face.

Mingi didn’t pull away immediately; he placed gentle, soothing kisses along your thighs, helping you come down from your high. “Beautiful,” he murmured, his tone soft and full of admiration.

Behind you, Wooyoung wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close and steadying your shaky legs. “Such a good girl,” he praised, his voice warm.

Wooyoung chuckled softly as he held you steady, his fingers brushing against your skin with infuriating gentleness. "Still shaking, huh?" he teased, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. His voice was playful yet low, sending a wave of heat through you. "Are you always this sensitive, or is it just because it's us, right here, in this moment?"

His hand slid down to your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze before raising your other leg effortlessly. “Let’s see how much more you can handle, sweetheart,” he murmured, his tone dripping with mischief. With both legs now secured in his strong hold, your body was completely enveloped in Wooyoung’s embrace, his warmth grounding and overwhelming all at once.

“Easy now,” Mingi said, his deep voice filled with affection as he stepped closer, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that made your breath hitch. He reached out, his hands brushing over your sides and thighs in a soothing gesture before gripping your hips firmly. “You’re in good hands, love. Just trust us.”

Wooyoung adjusted his hold, his hands gripping your waist to keep you steady as Mingi moved in front of you. Slowly, with practiced ease, Mingi guided you down onto his dripping cock. Your hands flew to his back, clutching at his broad shoulders for support as a loud, trembling whine escaped your lips.

Mingi groaned softly, his hands tightening on your hips as he helped guide your movements. "That's it," he murmured, his voice husky and full of praise. “So perfect, just like this.” His forehead rested against yours briefly, his warm breath mingling with yours as he steadied you.

From behind, Wooyoung pressed his chest against your back, his lips brushing over your neck and shoulder. “You’re doing so well,” he whispered, his tone laced with pride and teasing. His grip on your thighs remained firm as he adjusted his hold, moving in perfect synchrony with Mingi.

The sensations were overwhelming—Mingi’s strength beneath you, Wooyoung’s embrace around you, and their combined warmth and presence surrounding you completely. Your head tilted back against Wooyoung’s shoulder as another whine left your lips, your nails digging into Mingi’s back as you sought some semblance of control. Their thrusts sent you over the edge all over again, the feeling of being filled up by them making you go insane.

“Louder, love,” Wooyoung coaxed, his voice a seductive murmur in your ear. “Let it all out. We want to hear everything.” His arms tightened around you, holding you securely as Mingi’s thrusts grew more deliberate, his hands never leaving your waist.

Mingi's grin was nothing short of devilish as he steadied you against him, his hands firm on your waist. His eyes glinted with a mixture of affection and mischief, his tone laced with amusement as he whispered, “You thought you could tease us and get away with it, huh? Look at you now.”

Wooyoung chuckled from behind, his lips brushing against your temple as his arms tightened around you. “Our bold little love thought she could handle the game,” he murmured, his tone dripping with playful mockery. “But now you’re here, trembling and whining. Isn’t that right?”

Your breath hitched, and your cheeks flushed even deeper as Mingi leaned closer, his lips ghosting over yours but not quite meeting them. “You look so pretty like this,” he teased, his voice a soft rumble. His fingers dug slightly into your hips, his touch grounding, his thrusts powerful. “Was this the revenge you had planned? Because it doesn’t look like it’s going so well for you.”

A frustrated whine left your lips, and your hands gripped tighter onto Mingi’s back, desperate for some control. But Mingi only smirked, his thumb brushing over your heated skin as he continued to hold you in place, unbothered by your attempts to regain power.

“Aw, don’t pout,” Wooyoung cooed behind you, his teasing relentless. “You look adorable when you’re losing.” He leaned closer, his lips grazing the curve of your neck before pressing a soft kiss there. “And right now, you’re losing so beautifully.”

Mingi chuckled low, his hands slowly trailing up your sides in a way that made you shiver. “Admit it,” he murmured, his voice velvet-soft yet commanding. “You wanted to get under our skin, but now you’re the one falling apart.” His lips brushed over your cheek, his breath warm against your skin. “It’s okay to admit defeat, love. We don’t mind watching you like this.”

Your legs shook as you tried to keep up with their teasing, your mind swimming from the overwhelming attention. “I just…” you started to protest, but the words dissolved into a whimper when Mingi tilted his head, his lips grazing over your ear.

“Just what?” he asked, his tone daring you to finish your sentence. “Come on, love. Say it.”

Wooyoung’s laughter was soft and melodic, his hands sliding to grip your thighs with firm, reassuring pressure. “She can’t even form a full sentence,” he teased. “Mingi, I think we’ve broken her.” Wooyoung's thrusts were smoother, while Mingi's were more powerful and harsh. But either way, their cocks were always filling you up good.

Mingi tilted his head back slightly, his grin wide and wicked as he looked at you. “Good,” he said simply, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “That’s what she gets for teasing all night.”

You couldn’t help but let out another whine, caught between wanting to respond and being utterly overwhelmed by their relentless thrusts. Mingi’s smirk softened slightly as he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, a silent reminder that even in their teasing, their care for you never wavered.

“You’re ours,” he murmured, his voice firm but filled with warmth. “And we’ll remind you of that as many times as it takes.”

Wooyoung chuckled, his lips brushing your ear. “Every single time, love.”

Mingi’s grin widened when he felt you tighten your grip on his shoulders, a spark of defiance flaring in your eyes despite the moans spilling from your lips. “Still trying to act tough?” he teased, his tone playful yet taunting. “Even now, when you’re melting in our hands?”

You bit your lip, trying to stifle another whimper, but the heat pooling in your core betrayed you. “I’m not... giving in that easily,” you managed to gasp out, though the breathless quality of your voice made your words less convincing.

Wooyoung laughed softly from behind you, his voice rich with amusement. “Oh, love, you’re adorable when you’re feisty,” he murmured, his hands gripping your thighs to steady you. “But you’re not fooling anyone. We know exactly how much you’re loving this.” His lips pressed to the curve of your shoulder, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin.

Mingi chuckled, his hands sliding up to your waist as he leaned in closer. “We’ll see how long that fire lasts,” he murmured, his teeth grazing your collarbone before biting down gently, leaving a mark. You gasped, your head tilting back as your nails dug into his back, leaving faint crescents in his skin.

Wooyoung took that as his cue, his lips and teeth mapping a path along your back and shoulders. “Look at her, Mingi,” he said, his tone low and teasing. “She’s trembling again. I don’t think she can handle much more.”

You moaned in response, the sound breaking into a sharp gasp when Mingi’s lips trailed lower, his teeth and tongue working against the sensitive skin of your chest. “M-Mingi, Wooyoung,” you whined, your voice catching as your legs instinctively tightened around Mingi’s waist, pulling him closer, locking him in.

“Just like that,” Mingi murmured, his breath hot against your skin as his pace began to quicken. “Hold onto me, love. I’ve got you.” His hands gripped your waist, guiding your movements with precision, each thrust sending a fresh wave of heat through your body.

Behind you, Wooyoung’s lips never stopped moving, his teeth grazing your shoulder before soothing the marks with his tongue. “So beautiful,” he whispered against your skin, his voice rough with praise. “Every single part of you.”

As their movements synced, the intensity between the three of you reached a fever pitch. Mingi’s rhythm became more demanding, his hands never leaving your waist as he anchored you to him. Wooyoung’s hold on your thighs tightened, his lips pressing firmly against your skin as he continued marking you, each kiss and bite a silent claim.

You cried out, your moans growing louder as the overwhelming sensations pushed you closer to the edge. Mingi’s voice was steady and commanding as he urged, “Cum, sweetheart.. I know that's what you want to do right now.”

The heat between you all built to a crescendo, your cries mixing with their groans as the tension finally snapped. Mingi and Wooyoung came in perfect synchrony, their breaths ragged and heavy as they held you tightly between them. As you felt their huge loads filling you all up, the force of your own orgasm left you trembling in their arms, your nails digging into Mingi’s back as you whined out one last time.

For a moment, the three of you stayed entwined, your breaths mingling as you came down from the high together. Wooyoung’s arms wrapped around you securely, his lips pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his voice soft and full of warmth.

Mingi tilted your chin up, his eyes filled with affection as he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “And you’re ours,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “Always.”

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drfrankensteinvsthequeerborgs · 1 year ago

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like Sam's such a good dad to Jack partially by process of elimination (Cas is dead and Dean's checked out) but also because in their fucked-up repeat of history Jack is also Sam's little brother with Sam's de facto dad Dean too busy mourning his dead love to not be an ass to his youngest, the fact that Sam ends up Dean-coded is such a wild thing that happens I hate it here

#dfvq liveblog #dfv queue #dfvq spn #spn12x23 #cycle of violence #you're my dads boogie woogie woogie #jack kline #sam winchester #imagine taking sam seriously as a character #widower arc #cw child neglect #this house is a fucking nightmare

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dxrksong · 2 years ago

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Jason 13 au

PLOT WITH MEMES

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Jason: you ever have that moment where you're relaxing on a rooftop with a nice cup of tea.

Jason: and then you get kidnapped by your reanimated bicycle from the GZ?

Danny, desperately trying to steer: NOT HELPING JOHNNY!!!!!

Jason: I know.

The Bike: :)

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Jason: so what the hell am I supposed to do with zom?

Danny: considering they're the only thing keeping you alive rn? Not much

Jason: how the hell-right right, acting as a vein system....

Danny: in theory if you do manage to absorb the blob ghost, you won't have to deal with the rage anymore? That's a plus right?

Jason: I know we use them as snacks sometimes but they're also PETS, phantom!

Danny: wait, you're keeping it?

Jason: CaN YoU NoT SaY It lIkE ThAt?!

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Constantine: what the fuck......*walks out*

BatMan: ???

Constantine: Manor's haunted.

Bruce: *cocks gun* always has been

Constantine: WTF?!

Batman: yes?? I know??

Constantine: byyyeeee

Batman: Constantine get back here!

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Jason: shit. Goin' ghost! Damn you kid, for infecting me with your stupid phrase! *transforms*

Kon, Jon, and Superman: *physical and visual distress as they immediately scramble out of their chairs*

Jason: ??? What's wrong with you??

Jon: YOUR HEART JUST STOPPED!!!!

Jason: oh. OOH! Yeah, it does that.

Superfam: *visible distress and confusion*

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Danny @ Jack with a little dance: you are my daaaaaad YOU'RE MY DAD!! Boogie woogie woogie!

Jack: AWWWW DANNO!!! *shamelessly shedding tears* IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE YOU'VE MADE LITTLE JINGLES FOR US!!!

Jason:

Jason: hmm

[Later]

Jason: *slides into the batcave*

BatKids: ??

Jason: *DEEP INHALE*

Jason, trying to mimic Danny's dance: YOU ARE MY DAAAAD! YOU'RE MY DAD!! BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!!!!!

Batkids:

BatMan:

Batman: "Dad.....?"

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Batman: check out how hard I can cry! SUSHAUAABSIDBESJDDKEDB

[Note. May or may not be immediately after the previous meme]

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Danny: *dies screaming*

Also Danny: *screm powers*

Jason: *died in explosion*

Also Jason: *Explody powers*

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Jason: say hello to my BOOM STICK!!!!

The boom stick is a ghost glock. Jason can imbue it with his powers to make the targets explode upon impact.

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Gotham:

Jason:

Gotham: *starts crying*

Jason: SHIT-Gothi, what's wrong?!

Gotham: Why must you grow up??! Why can't you stay my little birdy!

Jason:

Jason: look just because I said you don't have to mother me, doesn't mean-

Gotham: MY BABY DOESN'T LOVE ME ANYMOOOORE!

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Jason: *gets hurt*

Shades: so you've chosen death

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Duke: shit, we're cornered!

Jason: don't worry, I got this! *High pitched scream*

Shades: *come rushing in to defend the baby*

Duke: WHAT THE-

Jason: relax, they're friendly.

Duke: I'm talking about how fucking girly that scream was J-*gets elbowed in the ribs*

Jason: You sure your name ain't Dick? Cuz you're sure acting like one!

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Bike: *in batcave*

Also Bike: *suddenly in the dining room, just sitting there*

Damien: ?!

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Damien: Todd, can you not leave your bike in random places in the house?! It's annoying!

Jason: my bike?? Oh, OH! That's just squishy, he moves on his own time.

Damien: are you saying your bike is alive Todd? Tt do you mistake me for an idiot?

Jason: why don't you ask the bike then?

Bike: *beeps*

Damien: *jumps 5ft into the air*

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Dick: Jason, we need to talk.

Jason: *sigh* fine, I admit, I put him in the nicu, but he deserved it!

Dick: what?! No, I mean about your bike! What the hell are you talking about?!

Jason: ooh! Nevermind then, carry on!

Dick: Jason, this conversation isn't over.

Jason: jeez, you're starting to sound like Bruce, just tell me what you wanted!

Dick: your bike is crying.

Bike: *just realized it was stuck like this*

Jason: ?! Squishy?! *runs off*

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc x dp #jason todd #dc x dp au #dc x dp crossover #dc red hood #red hood 13 #halfa jason #johnny 13 #memes #with plot!

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hmmtournament · 2 years ago

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Round 1: 'Would Go Home If Their Boss Tells Them To Have A Good Day' Dads

#boogie woogie woogie #hdmtournamentpoll #itaru chigasaki #papa titan #a3! itaru #toh papa titan #a3! game #a3! poll #a3! polls #the owl house #toh poll #toh polls #I really hope my dad joke works here

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mushysquashythingamajig · 9 days ago

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Bucktommy Fluffebruary

DAY 20 [ALTERNATE PROMPT]: DRUNKEN LOVE CONFESSIONS

@bucktommyfluffebruary

"Tommy, are you drunk?" Buck asked, bewildered.

"Uh, no. No I'm not. Totally sober." Tommy replied. A rustle and a gimme that later, an unknown voice spoke through the phone.

"Hey, this is Jake, Tommy's colleague. He is lying and is very drunk right now, can you come pick him up?"

"Yeah, yeah sure. Where are you exactly?"

"It's a bar." A pause that made Buck think that they were disconnected. "Zing."

Okay, maybe it was really lowkey. He quickly pulled up the maps on his phone and low and behold, Zing actually existed.

"okay. I'll be right there."

"Please. We cannot hear about his beautiful boyfriend anymore."

Woah, that was unexpected.

When Evan reached the bar, he saw Tommy. Really, really giggly Tommy. There was an entire group, presumably firefighters outside, and Tommy was plastered against one. That totally didn't make Buck jealous.

Well, turns out he was jealous over nothing because as soon as Tommy saw him, he basically jumped, plastering himself onto Evan.

"Evaan~" He said, in a sing-song voice.

"So, you're Evan huh. Tommy did a good job describing you." The man, who was probably the one who called him, gave him a once-over.

"He did?"

"Extensively. For a person as private as Kinard, I was surprised by how chatty he was today. Although we learned less about him and more about his amazing boyfriend with the adorable birthmark. There was also some boogie woogie involved which I'll refrain from using."

"That's probably my fault. I told him to open himself a bit more." Evan chuckled, as Tommy's arm was currently around his shoulders.

"Take it from a stranger kid, the way this guy talks about you? You've got something good."

"Jake, stop hounding the poor kid." A woman called out.

She walked up to them and shook Buck's hand.

"Jasmine. I'm the 217's captain."

"Evan Buckley. I'm from the 118."

"We know. Jake was right about him sharing a lot."

They said their goodbye and Evan helped Tommy into the jeep.

"Oooh, this car is nice. Did you get a new car, Evan?" He looked at Evan with an accusatory glare.

"No Tommy. This car is mine."

"Oh good."

They drove in silence, with Tommy occasionally breaking the silence to tell Evan a fun fact. Which Evan had told him during his information binges. The fact that Tommy even remembered all those warmed his heart.

When they reached their home, Evan unbuckled his seatbelt and moved to unbuckle Tommy's when his face was grabbed by Tommy.

"Evan, I need to tell you something." He sounded serious, before breaking out in giggles. "Hehe, squishy face." Shaking his head, he looked into Evan's eyes, almost boring into his very soul and spoke softly, "Evan Buckley, I love you."

Now, they never really had said it out loud, though it remained an unspoken truth but hearing it out loud made Evan was jump with joy.

"Evan, I love you." Tommy's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"I love you too, Tommy." Evan smiled, before kissing Tommy on the lips. The kisses grew heated until he forcibly pulled away. They wont be doing in the jeep and certainly not if one of them is drunk.

He wrestled Tommy out of the jeep and into the house. He order the man to go to bed while he brought some Advil and a glass of water for the hangover. When he entered the room, Tommy's boot were still on. Buck didn't know how he got out of his pants, or whether he took his pants off and put them on again, but seeing boots on bed made Evan uncomfortable.

Taking of his boots, Evan settled into the bed and staring at the face of the love of his life, he fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Tommy groaned, waking both himself and Evan.

"Did I tell you that I loved you last night?" Tommy whispered.

"Yeah." Evan whispered back, not wanting to turn his boyfriends brain into mush.

"Good, I meant it." Before wrapping his arms around Evan. Evan's last thought before going back to sleep was, so this is what heaven feels like.

#911 abc #bucktommy #tevan #kinley #tommy kinard #evan buckley #bucktommy fic #bucktommy fluffebruary

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legendofmorons · 10 months ago

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Memes/ culture moments the chain would like

Four

The owl house

Don't be suspicious no Don't be suspicious

Dr. Doofenshimrtz

Hyrule

Merry crisis, merry chrysler

Me checking the news by seeing what's trending on tumblr

Homer Simpson backing into the bush

Legend

Denial is a river in Egypt your husband is gay

Goncharov

What up I'm Jared I'm 19 and I never learned how to fucking read

Sky

And they were roommates

I almost dropped my croissant!

You get a car you get a car you get a car

Alex Hirsch voicing like half of gravity falls

Time

Road work ahead vine

When life gives you lemons vine (specifically the facss)

Twilight

Tom Holland's performance of umbrella

Tell your baby that I'm your baby

I hate country. But*

Warriors

We're going thotin plotin and trotin

Brittany spears and her snake performance

2010 Kesha (specifically bla bla bla)

It's so hard to be a single mom. Especially when you have no kids and are a male teenager

Wild

Bad luck brian

Fuck you flowers

Ah yes, me, my wife, and *insert comically large object*

The victoria secret song

Wind

Are you mesothelioma? Answer me!

You're my dad! Boogie woogie woogie

Is that weed I'm calling the police! / is that a police I'm calling the weed!

Tony the tiger x the grinch

#lu #linkeduniverse #lu four #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu sky #lu time #lu twilight #lu warriors #wild lu #lu wind #memes

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written-with-clouds · 4 months ago

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Monstober Day 2: Werewolf (Woogi)

Day 2/13

Summary: Wooyoung plays a fun game of cat and mouse with his boyfriend :)

CW: Predator/Prey, Consensual Non-Consent, Size Difference

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Why didn’t Wooyoung listen to his mom? Why did he have to see those pretty flowers that weren’t on the trail? Had he just listened, he wouldn’t be in this mess.

Panting, Wooyoung hid behind a tree. Holding a hand again his heart while the other tightly clenched the basket of treats for his grandma.

“Come out, Come out we’re ever you are!” A deep voice echoes through the woods. Above him, birds scatter into the sky.

“Fuck..” Wooyoung whispers to himself, the wolf is close. Despite his legs protests, he sprints further into the woods. God he hopes he’s heading in the right direction.

Mingi chases the boy in the red hood, strategically forcing him deeper into the woods. He could have already caught the boy, but the chase was so thrilling.

Mingi had caught a whiff of the baked goods the boy carried in his basket not long after he started his journey through the woods. He was initially planning to just steal the basket and run, but then he saw the boy. Smooth pale skin, pouty lips, and curious eyes. And Mingi’s plan changed.

He approached the boy while he was picking flowers, introducing himself with a toothy grin. The boy responded in kind, unfazed by Mingi’s large canines.

“I’m Wooyoung, it’s nice to meet you.” Wooyoung held a small hand out and Mingi shook it, his hand completely engulfing Wooyoung’s.

“Quite a nice smell coming from that basket you’re holding,” Mingi commented, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Oh! These are treats for my grandma. She’s sick,” Wooyoung explained, continuing to pluck flowers from the earth.

“Such a shame.. Ya know… I am starving… I don’t think she’d miss just one little treat.. Do you?” Mingi asked, one clawed finger already lifting the lid of the basket.

Wooyoung slammed his hand over the lid, shutting it. “Sorry, sir. These are for my grandma and only my grandma.”

Mingi pouted, flashing his best puppy-dog-eyes. “Pretty please? It’ll be our little secret.”

Wooyoung shook his head, collecting the basket and beginning to walk towards the path. Mingi circled in front of him and hooked an arm around Wooyoung’s wais, pulling the boy against him.

“Since I can’t eat any treats… how about I eat something else instead?” Mingi husked, relishing in the blush that spread across Wooyoung’s cheeks. Once again, Mingi flashed his sharp teeth and allowed his eyes to glow a vibrant yellow for good measure. Wooyoung’s eyes widened and fought against Mingi’s hold. The second Mingi let him go, the boy took off away from him and away from the path.

Now Mingi trails behind him, the bright red of his cloak making Wooyoung stick out amongst the greens and browns of the forest.

Wooyoung stops in a clearing, frantically looking around and trying to figure out where to go. It’ll be night soon and if he doesn’t make it to his grandma’s house before then he’s as good as dead, either by Mingi or something else.

He yelps and two strong arms wrap around his body. “Got you,” Mingi growls into his ear.

“Let me go!” Wooyoung yells, kicking and flailing against Mingi. The man merely laughs, throwing him to the ground and climbing over him, pinning him down.

Mingi leans down, licking up Wooyoung’s neck as the other pushes against him. He tugs on Wooyoung’s earlobe gently before releasing it and latching onto his neck once more. Mingi takes his time, sucking and biting until his neck is littered with hickeys. He moves to capture Wooyoung’s lips in a kiss but the boy turns his head away. Mingi grips his chin, forcing him to stay still as he kisses him.

Mingi’s tongue prods against Wooyoung’s lips, asking for access before forcing its way into Wooyoung’s mouth. Wooyoung pushes against Mingi, trying to shove him off and in response, Mingi grinds down against him.

Wooyoung couldn’t stop the moan that ripped its way up his throat and into Mingi’s mouth. He can feel Mingi smirk against him as he rolls his hips again. Wooyoung continues trying to push Mingi away, slapping at his chest and shoulders, but Mingi simply removes the hand from his jaw and uses it to capture both of Wooyoung’s wrists and pin them above his head.

With his head free, Wooyoung turns away from Mingi, breaking the kiss. Mingi, in turn, uses his free hand to push up Wooyoung’s shirt. His thumb grazes over Wooyoung’s nipple. He latches his mouth around the other, flicking it with his tongue.

Wooyoung arches, biting his lip to keep from moaning. “S-stop… please” He begs, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

Mingi releases Wooyoung’s nipple with a pop, grinning up at him as he snakes his hand down Wooyoung’s torso. Mingi palms him through his pants and Wooyoung jerks.

“Your body is much more honest than your mouth..” Mingi says, his eyes flashing yellow. With deft fingers, Mingi undoes Wooyoung’s pants. He reaches under the waistband of his underwear and frees Wooyoung’s semi hard cock.

Mingi clicks his tongue, smirking up at Wooyoung. “What a cute little cock you have…” He strokes Wooyoung’s cock quickly, eliciting a loud shocked moan.

Wooyoung pants harshly as his cock is relentlessly pleasured, his hips twitching as his orgasm rapidly builds.

“Please~” Wooyoung begs brokenly, unsure what he’s even asking for.

“You want more?” Mingi coos, “ Okay baby… I’ll give you more.”

And then, all at once, Mingi’s hand stops and his mouth swallows Wooyoung down completely. Wooyoung screams, eyes rolling back as Mingi swallows around him before pulling back and circling his tongue around the tip. Mingi repeats this motion, sucking Wooyoung down completely, swallowing and making his throat squeeze around Wooyoung’s cock, pulling back and using the tip of his tongue to press against his slit. Wooyoung’s back arched off the grass, his nails digging into the palm of his hand as his hips involuntarily thrust into Mingi's warm mouth.

It doesn’t take long for Wooyoung to tense, his body going still as he cums down Mingi’s throat with a broken cry. Mingi swallows every last drop, making sure to lick Wooyoung clean as he pulls off his cock.

Licking his lips, Mingi makes a satisfied hum. “You taste divine, my dear… So good that I want seconds.”

Before Wooyoung could so much as blink, Mingi had flips him onto his chest with his ass up and yanks his pants down around his knees. He hears Mingi fumble with his own pants for a moment before his large hands circle Wooyoung’s waist, effortlessly keeping him in place as he grinds his cock against Wooyoung’s ass.

Mingi was big. Much bigger than he had ever taken. That thought both excited and terrified him. Mingi spread Wooyoung’s ass, rubbing his cock against his rim. He let the tip of his cock catch on the ring of muscle, applying slight pressure as if he was going to push in. Wooyoung jerks away, panicking.

“I- It’s too big! You’ll rip me in half!” He exclaims.

Mingi chuckles in response, “Well, we can’t have that.. can we?”

Wooyoung startles as Mingi spits directly on to his entrance and rubs a finger around it. Slowly, Mingi pushes in one finger, then two. He scissors them open for a moment before adding a third. He twists his fingers, searching for Wooyoung’s prostate. When Wooyoung moans out a surprised ‘Ahuh!’, Mingi knows he’s found it.

“Did that spot feel good, my sweet?” Mingi teases, rubbing against it.

“F-fuck you…” Wooyoung pants out. He casts a glare over his shoulder only for Mingi to speed up his fingers. His eyes roll back and his mouth opens in a silent moan as his hands fist the grass beneath him.

Mingi continues his assault until Wooyoung’s cock is hard again and precome dribbles onto the ground. Wooyoung lets out quiet little ‘ah’s every time Mingi brushes against his prostate.

When Mingi removes his fingers, Wooyoung whines quietly and Mingi laughs. He spits in his hand and quickly fists his cock, coating it. Mingi lines himself up and slowly pushes just his tip past Wooyoung’s rim. He thrusts shallowly, groaning as Wooyoung tightens around him.

“God, baby…” Mingi growls, “you’re so fucking tight.. I’m gonna fill you up so good..”

He slowly works his way deeper. Pushing in a little then pulling back before pushing in more. Wooyoung is panting ‘too much, too big’ like a mantra, his eyes screwed shut and nails digging into the palm of his hand. Mingi just shushes him, rubbing a hand down his back soothingly as he pushes the rest of the way in. Mingi gives Wooyoung a moment to adjust, groaning as he twitches around his cock.

Mingi tightens his grip on Wooyoung’s hips, slowly pulling out till the tip of his cock catches on Wooyoung’s rim. Using his hold on Wooyoung, he brutally thrusts back in, spearing the smaller boy on his cock.

Wooyoung moans loudly, the sound echoing in the forest around them. He lays there, clutching the grass for dear life, as Mingi uses him like a toy.

“Fuuck.. you’re squeezing me so tight…” Mingi moans. He hauls Wooyoung up, bringing his back flush with Mingi’s chest and wrapping an arm around Wooyoung’s chest to keep him upright while the other hand grips his cock.

In this position, Mingi feels even bigger. He wrings Wooyoung’s cock from base to tip as he fucks into him. The pace is slower, but every time Mingi grinds against his prostate, Wooyoung slips further into pleasure. He has one hand gripping Mingi’s arm where it’s secured around his chest, the other on the one stroking him. Wooyoung’s head rolls back against Mingi’s shoulder and Mingi takes the opportunity to lick into his mouth.

Wooyoung squirms against him, hips twitching as if unsure whether to fuck himself back against the cock splitting him open or thrust into the hand milking him. He whines pitifully into Mingi’s mouth, his nails digging into Mingi’s arm.

Mingi breaks the kiss, shifting his attention to Wooyoung’s bared neck. He bites down on the skin where his neck and shoulder meet then runs his tongue over the marks.

Wooyoung lets out a pitchy whine, his eyebrows furrowing. “I’m gonna cum,” he says breathlessly. “Please, mmm.. god, f-fuck.. I’m so close.. right there! More!”

“You wanna cum again sweetheart? I don’t know if you’ve earned it..” Mingi says. He stops his hand, gripping the base of Wooyoung’s weeping cock and slowly his hips to a slow drag in and out.

“Please!” Wooyoung all but sobs. “Please… I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Hm? And what are you sorry for?” Mingi grinds his hips in a circle and Wooyoung chokes on his words. Tears are streaming down his face.

“I’m sorry I ran!” Wooyoung says and Mingi gives a sharp thrust before going back to grinding against him.

“And?” He leads.

“I-I’m sorry I.. ahmm.. I’m sorry for not sharing the treats!” Wooyoung rocks his hips desperately.

“Good boy.” Mingi praises, “Thank you for apologizing…”

That’s all the warning Wooyoung gets before Mingi’s hand and hips begin moving again. Mingi fucks into him fast and hard, slamming against his prostate, as his hand strokes Wooyoung in time. And Wooyoung is so pent up and overstimulated that he doesn’t last long. A few thrusts and a couple wrist movements and he’s cumming.

Wooyoung screams when he cums, painting the grass below him. Mingi fucks him through it, not far behind himself. He whispers praises and encouragements into Wooyoung’s hair as his thrusts grow sloppy. A few thrusts later and Mingi buries his cock as deep as it’ll go and cums, filling Wooyoung. All Wooyoung whines, overstimulated, as Mingi pulls his softening cock out and they collapse to the ground panting.

Wooyoung snuggles up Mingi, who happily hugs him against his side. “Next time you should go full wolf… I still wanna know what your knot feels like.” Mingi huffs a laugh, lazily looking down at Wooyoung. “And next time you should run for longer. Give me a reason to turn, little red.”

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#ateez fanfic #ateez smut #Woogi #jung wooyoung #song mingi #werewolf mingi

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