#it would be soooooo sexy of her :)

[snakedemonstories]

She stops walking.

But he drags her along anyway.

"Give me patience." *rolls eyes*

The most iconic scene ever.

[came-out-of-the-coffin-desisted]

writing dragon age fanfiction is so so so so hard for me because every time i spot another historical inaccuracy that’s like “i don’t care that it’s fantasy they have the same level of technology this is WRONG” i have to have a moment of like. “kaed NO ONE ELSE will EVER care about this. you watch ‘ranking period dramas on corset accuracy both in construction and writing’ videos on youtube for entertainment normal people simply do not give a FUCK about medieval castle layouts!”

and yet this cycle continues, because the dragon age devs so so so so clearly DID research but they did BAD research and it HAUNTS me. like WHYYYYY is there only one courtyard that isn’t even really a courtyard in castle cousland WHY is the “main hall” huge with no furniture while the great hall “dining room” is tiny as fuck and in a horrible to access spot WHY are there no ovens in the kitchens where the FUCK do they bake the breaaaad!! like ok fine cool servants get beds in thedas i’ll bite. that fucks hard, actually! but WHY are there more servant rooms than rooms for visiting nobles do you honestly think anybody in the middle ages fucking had servant rooms???? they slept on the FLOOR in the GREAT HALL! and WHY is there a fucking library and a ‘treasury’ (which what the fuck is THAT there should be a DON-JON in there you locked your valuables in the TOWER at the TOP, not in ONE room centrally located on the first floor with TWO guards!!) like i KNOW it was for level design i KNOW it was but oh my fucking g-d it’s gonna KILL ME to write out creeping through corridors when there WERE NO CORRIDORS! like look at this. look at this.

castle cousland: stupid, awful design, honestly they kinda asked to be coup’ed with their garbage unsurvivable castle that supposedly nobody sieges regularly even though it’s literally a death trap. there is ONE main exit, no way to trap your enemies, and only one official guard post that i can see. fuck awful.

harlech castle in wales: it took 115 years for someone to successfully take this castle, and it’s withstood COUNTLESS sieges, you can go visit it right the hell now if you go to wales (not at all getting into the evilness of the english building castles in wales, that’s not the point i’m trying to make.) see how the outside makes it so that even if your enemies breach the walls, to actually reach anyone important they have to survive the volleys of arrows from the ramparts? and then presumably kill everyone ON the ramparts, or the minute you go to open a door or try to drag someone out, you’re going to get shot full of arrows. that’s after breaching TWO heavy doors (which would require a battering ram both times) which would wake up the entire castle LONG before they got anywhere NEAR the heir to the castle’s wife and child.

and before somebody says “oh well kaed maybe you just don’t know your castle building periods very well” think again. i know my castle building periods. that style above is concentric (harlech castle’s initial construction was finished in 1289 and was one of the first finished castles in england in this style,) which came after the keep and bailey style, which came after the motte-and-bailey style, which came after the burh (which arguably WASN’T a castle but whatever,) etc. there are no fortified castles in english history that look like castle cousland, because it’s fucking indefensible. now, this does lead to the question of “oh, well, what is the timeline for the game, maybe there’s something you missed!” so let’s examine the time period of origins:

at the very, very latest, origins could be based off of the BEGINNING of the british “wars of the roses” (the civil wars between the various members of the house plantagenet) which began in the 1450s— this is personally what /i/ think origins is based off of, for a couple reasons. 1) trevelyan was a real person— g.m. trevelyan was a british historian who wrote about the wars of the roses, and in one instance there’s a quote of his the devs almost verbatim used for the design of the free marches: “the Wars of the Roses were to a large extent a quarrel between Welsh Marcher Lords, who were also great English nobles, closely related to the English throne…” they ixnayed the part about the marcher lords being ferelden nobles, i imagine because it was too complicated, but trevelyan? marcher lords? a close relationship with this country? (i.e. like somewhere that might take in their refugees after a catastrophe?) cmon. 2) because ferelden is fucking huge and the histories are kinda weird, because they aren’t 1 for 1, i’m gonna say that we have to use the norman conquest of england as our unification date. in other contexts i wouldn’t try to argue this, but in this one, i’m saying 1066 is the unification date of the anglo-saxon kingdoms into england. calenhad gives us a hard unification date for ferelden— the first landsmeet was in 5:42 exalted, ergo origins is 388 years later. the wars of the roses started in 1455, 389 years after the norman conquest ended. 3) the wars of the roses happened because of a succession crisis— admittedly, these two succession crises are very, very different, but there are definitely parallels between loghain and henry vi and alistair and edward iv. henry vi was crowned at a young age (loghain largely ruled for maric at various points in his life, starting when he was very young,) and was very ineffectual— he suffered from an unknown mental illness which made him extremely unstable and unable to rule for large periods of time. loghain, on the other hand, ruled when the /theirins/ weren’t stable, so you argue he had the opposite— meanwhile, his policies WEREN’T sustainable, whatever you might think of him. loghain is too shaped by his own experiences to be a truly good leader, and by the time his rule/anora’s rule is threatened by cailan, he’s sacrificed enough of his principles that he’s willing to commit atrocities (notably, margaret of anjou ruled during the worst parts of her husband’s mental instability, which again could apply to loghain OR anora, as they ruled fairly jointly after a certain point.) edward iv was the son of richard of york, who was eligible for the throne at a very young age (18 to alistair’s 19) because his father was dead. he was coaxed and led into battle by his cousin, the earl of warwick (also known as the kingmaker— sound like a protagonist you might know?) that’s about where the similarities end, but that’s largely because alistair is a grey warden— if he weren’t, he’d probably be able to have kids and end the question of succession. but he can’t, which, assuming the devs eventually remember, WILL lead to another civil war. hence why i say this is at the BEGINNING of the wars of the roses.

another option that could be argued but makes much less sense and i have no evidence for is that alistair has similarities to edward ii (second son who only became king because his brother died, married a more powerful woman to consolidate power, not very good at ruling, no offense to alistair,) but that still puts origins at like 1307-1327. in either case, they would have been using concentric castles— and given what time period castle cousland was originally built in, it would have been built as a motte-and-bailey, which would NOT have lasted four hundred years. so the castle had to have been rebuilt, and bryce cousland would have had to update that rebuilt castle, because no one lived in it during the orlesian occupation. so where the hell does this winding, weird multi-level design come from?

i GUESS— and this is SO charitable— they could have designed castle cousland based off of a country house design from the mid 1500s, but none of them look like that, either. they’re exclusively rectangular, for one thing, and one of the huge bragging rights of owning one was that they weren’t fortified— they came into fashion during a period of relative stability under the tudor rule, when it was considered guache and maybe even treasonous to build a fortified castle. ferelden is NOWHERE NEAR a period of stability, if anything at the end of origins they’re entering their greatest period of INstability, given what happens in inquisition, and that no matter who ends up on the throne, there’s no way for them to have children. so there’s NO way this castle is a country house, or inspired by one.

leaving us with the final conclusion that a) the game devs definitely did do research into the time period because i can fairly directly trace a line between the event i think inspired origins and the plot, but they didn’t do enough research to figure out what the everloving fuck the BUILDINGS looked like. so these castles make no fucking sense and can’t possibly be called historically accurate even with the fantasy defense, and b) i care WAAAY too much about this for somebody who isn’t even a medieval historian. my area of expertise is the paleolithic, i have no clue why this bugs me so bad i spent four fucking hours writing this post.

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Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x reader

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Genre: SMAU

Warnings: suggestive

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jenson is soooooo dilf with young baddie gf 😩 it never makes him insecure just possessive! he would never ask her to change her outfit <3 he is hyper aware of other men staring while she doesn’t even notice, just lowers his hand on her waist. he is eating out king for sure

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Tags: Jenson Button blurb, smut, oral, minor creep hitting on reader

When he took you to a sponsor event, the moment he saw you in a minidress, that one style that falls like a flimsy little fabric shaping your body. He smiled as you twirled around for him, asking about your outfit and he swore he could drag you back to bed that very moment.

As you two got to the event, he saw every man there desire you the moment you stepped in. Even throughout the night, when he introduced you as his girlfriend, some men were brave enough to try and subtly flirt with you, but you didn’t seem to notice their advances.

Jenson didn’t dare leave your side the whole night. But unfortunately, there was a moment you had gone to the toilet, and as you came out, an older man cornered you on the way out. Jenson went there immediately, but when he got there you were looking at the man as if he had grown a second head, your eyes carrying some confusion as if you didn’t understand how a man like that would try and flirt with you when your boyfriend is so much more than him. As Jenson approached he could hear you tell the man exactly that. The man still tried to touch your waist and you just reeled back and punched him on the face.

Your boyfriend immediately took you away when the security started to take the man away. Jenson sat with you on the bar, holding a makeshift ice pack against your bruising knuckles as he tried really hard not to show how the sight of you defending yourself from a creep had left him half hard.

When you two finally left the event, Jenson was desperate to get you away, he couldn’t wait anymore, so he had you bent over the hood of his pretty Mercedes, kneeling behind you as he ate you out like a man starved. He sounded desperate as he spoke against your soppy cunt, sucking and slurping as he talked about how much his pretty little girl was sexy, defending herself, praising her boyfriend. After you came, your clit against his tongue as he licked you clean, you two got in the car and he drove off, telling you how much of a good girl you were and how he’d get rewarded back home, the whole night.

[hoesheez]

The Hot Nerd…

Virgin!Seonghwa/AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: unprotected sex and language

A/N: another collab with @gyoobies 🤝 this was soooooo much fun to write and i cant believe we’re this funny and unhinged 💀 (yeah i can lol) hope yall enjoy! silver hair seonghwa’s got me by the BALLS 🙂‍↕️

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

You hurried to your workplace, not wanting to be late and get another earful from your boss, who also happened to be your best friend.

Although the walk to work was chilly, you sucked it up and pushed through, knowing it would be worth it once your patrons got a look at you in your outfit. Along with your glittery chunky heeled boots, you wore a tight black turtle neck with jean shorts that were probably admittedly so, a bit too short.

But you didn’t care especially considering your chosen fits were something that kept the clientele flowing, along with another one of your special talents admired by few but known by all.

You entered the café and saw your best friend and co-worker already busy at the counter. “Get in the kitchen Hoover, we’ve got a bit of a rush.” She instructed and you headed straight for the kitchen, waving at the patrons who knew you personally by your café name.

Once the rush was over, the two of you stood at the counter watching the monitors and waiting to greet anyone who walked in.

“Him, him, him, her, her, all of them.” You said as you pointed to your conquests on the monitors that would indicate to the staff if any patrons needed assistance.

“Wow, and here I thought it was our speciality drinks that kept them coming in, by the way aren’t you freezing in those?” she asked as she pointed to your shorts, worried about your health after walking in the bitter cold. You shook your head, “Hoes don’t get cold darling.” You said with a laugh and suggestive pose, despite being glad you were finally in the warmth of the café.

The bell above the front door suddenly chimed. “Hi! Welcome to-“ you stopped your greeting as your friend continued hers, watching the tall gorgeous man that just walked in.

“Ohhhhh, looks like it’s time to get to work.” You said with a playful wink. Your friend shot you a look, “Easy there, that’s the guy I’ve been telling you about so, back off.” She said with a very serious tone. You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest, not expecting the guy shes been fawning over to be that damn sexy and tall.

Just as you resigned yourself to not having any fun today, another patron walked in. His silver hair caught your eyes first, then his height when he stood next to your friend’s crush, who was a few inches taller.

Then it was his lips as they curved into a shy smile. You practically bounced over to your friend, “A new foe has appeared!” you cheered.

The monitor signaled that someone in the gaming section needed help, so she hurried off after telling you to check them in.

You happily turned your attention to the hot nerd in front of you. “You here for business or pleasure?” you asked, eyeing him up and down.

The taller of the two shifted his eyes between the two of you, nudging his friend. “P-pleasure, uhm just a few hours, thanks.” You turned to tap away at the point of service tablet and smirked, “Oh honey, a few hours is more than enough, I promise you.”

Yunho giggled and his friend looked at him, “What? You think it’ll take longer to rank up?” he asked, completely oblivious to your remark. Yunho just rolled his eyes and walked off, heading to where the student section was.

“Right this way!” you chirped and he waited for you to lead him off. As you walked, you made sure to sway your hips a bit harder just in case he was staring. But when you turned to lead him to his seat, you saw he was just staring at his phone instead of you. “Thanks,” was all he said as he walked past you and sat down. “No problem, just press the call button if you need anything” you said reluctantly, feeling you’d need to up the stakes if you wanted his attention.

You headed back to the front, intentionally ignoring one of the customers who was trying to get your attention. Your mind only focusing on getting in that hot nerd’s pants.

After your friend was done tending to her crush, she finally made her way back to behind the counter.

“How’s it going?” You leaned down on your hands and sighed, “Horribly, he’s not even paying attention to me!” you said in a huff as she came to stand next to you.

“I meant work? how’s work going?” You turned away from her, looking to see if he’d press the call button anytime soon for some kind of refreshments.

“Huh? Oh, it’s fine.” Your friend rolled her eyes, “Really? You of all people getting upset cause this one guy isn’t foaming at the mouth for you?! You’re hot you can have anyone!”

You sighed, knowing she was right hut also wanting something you craved so deeply. “But I want him!” you whined in jest and rolled your eyes when another patron called for help instead.

“Ugh, I’ll go! Oh and don’t think I forgot to ask about Yunho, I’m only slightly dickstracted!” you said pointing at her before you headed off.

“Hi how can I- oh it’s you.” You rolled your eyes, seeing one of your past hook ups. “I was trying to get your attention earlier, but I guess you didn’t see me.” You looked down at the tablet, “Do you need something Chan? Or are you trying to make small talk? Cause I’m on the clock, soo.”

He started yapping, his aussie accent coming through a lot thicker given his excitement from finally getting to talk to you again. If only you had cared the slightest bit about him, you probably wouldn’t have lost interest in the conversation he was currently carrying on his own. You looked around the room for anything more stimulating.

Your eyes fell on the hot nerd you checked in earlier. He was tapping away, engrossed in the game he was playing. You watched as he used his index and middle fingers to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Were his fingers always that long?

“Hey!” Chan said loudly, snapping his fingers at you. “Yeah yeah, you said a number 3, no pickles and a large boba, anything else?” you asked, hurrying to tap all the information in. He sighed, “I also asked if you, maybe wanted to, you know, continue what we started last time?” Your eyes flicked from him to the silver haired boy who currently piqued your interest.

Should you go with something easy, someone you’ve already had? Or should you try for something a bit more challenging? “Sorry Chan, I don’t fuck gacha whales!” you said with a giggle and walked off.

Seonghwa watched you walk back to the front of the café, leaning back in his chair to get a good look at your ass. He didn’t get a chance before when you first lead him to his seat since his phone suddenly pinged with a text from Yunho.

You had caught his eye ever since check in, realizing you were the person at Sip n’ Surf Mingi was always on about. Then his pants started to tighten at the thought of what he suggested the two of you do if he was ever given the opportunity.

He thought about Mingi’s words to him when the younger found out where he was headed with Yunho. “If you’re lucky, you won’t come back a virgin bro.”

Seonghwa went hot and breathed deeply, just as Yunho walked up to sit next to him. “Did I just catch you eyeing up the staff?” Yunho asked, quite thrilled his friend was actually checking someone out so openly. He coughed and stretched, “What? No, I’m just stretching?” He lied and went back to his game.

But he would mull over the thought of you. Your legendary mouth on his cock, thinking about what had that one guy you were talking to in such a huff after you walked away.

Yunho mentioned something about getting food right when his crush joined him. Seonghwa didn’t want to feel even more like a nuisance after his “smash” comment so he headed off to the front to order something. He nervously walked up and watched you from behind as you observed the monitors.

You watched the monitors with your back turned to the counter, waiting for station 69 to light up. You sighed, thinking there might be something wrong with the button and you began hitting the monitor, as if that would help.

Someone cleared their throat behind you and you composed yourself before turning around with a smile. “Hi is there anything I can help you with?” You met eyes with him, the silver haired hottie who walked in with Yunho.

You couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together and inhale a breath when he smiled back at you. God damn, were those all of his teeth?

You gulped and hoped he didn’t hear it, “Oh, number 69, did you hit that rank yet?” you asked as you logged into the tablet, preparing to assist him.

“Not yet, Im stuck at Immortal 3, thought I should take a break for some food.” you nodded and tilted your head, “Well you don’t have that far to go, you might just hit Radiant if you keep at it, but looks like your couple of hours is almost up.” Your voice came out more flirtatious than you had intended, but he simply nodded in response, not really catching on. Or so you thought.

“Right, can you add another hour please?” you nodded and input more time for his station, his eyes following your fingers as you tapped away. He eyed you up and down, admiring your form and thinking what you must look like out of those clothes. He shook the thought from his head and focused on the menu in front of him.

You waited as he looked through the menu, his eyebrows knitting together as he was deep in thought. God he kept getting more and more gorgeous every time you looked at him, as if that was even possible.

“Do you play Valorant?” he asked, his eyes not leaving the menu. “No, but I think KAYO is suuuuper hot.” you said with a sing-song voice and he looked up at you. “He’s a robot?” he questioned with a raise of his eyebrow. You looked back at him matter of factly, “Yeah, and?”

He just laughed and shook his head, a slight blush creeping on his cheeks. “Wow, okay I’ll have the number 8, oh and a strawberry mochi.”

You input the order and read it back to him. “Anything else number 69?” you asked and he shook his head, handing you his card. “No that’s it, and it’s Seonghwa, you don’t have to keep calling me that” he coughed and giggled, trying to seem nonchalant but failing.

You laughed and ran his card. “Aw, but thats my favorite number!” you teased and turned the tablet for him to sign, handing him back his card after he quickly input his signature. You politely let him know his order would be out soon and he turned on his heel to head back. You admired the way he sauntered off, awkwardly tripping over his own feet.

He arrived back to his station, tapping Yunho on the shoulder to let him back in his chair. “I think I may be a bit out of my depth.” Yunho and your friend wondered what he could mean but before they could ask, you called her over on the intercom. “Would the sweet and spicy Sindel please come to the front, I’m about to pass out, over.”

Your friend groaned but got up anyway, saying bye to yunho and heading to the front. “Wow what did you do to them?” Yunho asked as he went back to playing. “Nothing? I ordered some food, that’s all.” he said as he clacked away on the keyboard. “Then they must be really into you, maybe you could finally-“ he insinuated that last word and Seonghwa stopped what he was doing and looked at his friend.

“Shut up!” he whisper yelled and looked around, his cheeks dusting a light shade of pink. Yunho shrugged, “I’m just saying!” he teased and went back to his game.

Your friend finally arrived, catching you on the floor, gasping loudly for air and practically shaking, “His name is S-Seonghwa, dear god I’d stand up but there’d be a puddle.” You were right about hearing his name for the first time, just barely keeping it together as he walked away.

She laughed at your statement, “Good thing I didn’t text you he was heading over here, does the name live up to the man?” You moaned out loud, “Oh I’ll be seeing stars for sure!”

You thought about his pretty mouth all over you, wondering just how incredible he must be with his tongue and hands. The thought of his obvious sexual prowess in bed sent your mind reeling with thoughts.

“Oh! Is that his order? I’ll take it!” you yelped and stood up, taking the tray from your friend. “How do I look?” you asked and she eyed you up and down, “Desperate.” she deadpanned.

“Perfect!” you said and turned on your heel to bring Seonghwa his food. You had mentioned to her about your new plan to purposely drop the silverware so you could bend over in front of him and give him an eyeful and she cheered you on, giving your butt a slap of encouragement.

Seonghwa and Yunho were quiet for only a few minutes after your friend left them before Seonghwa spoke up again. “Do you, think I actually have a chance? With someone that hot and obviously uhm, more experienced?” he asked his friend who nodded with a smile.

“I think they’re the perfect person for you, actually.” Seonghwa sighed, staring at the screen in front of him. “I made it to radiant, got called a virgin in the chat.” Yunho couldn’t hold back his laugh, “Well, you are.” was all he said and you just happened to round the corner with his order in that exact moment.

“I have a number 8 for Seonghwa?” you sang as you walked up to the two men. Seonghwa didn’t look away from his screen however, the one named Yunho had to tap him on the arm to get his attention.

“What?! Oh!” he finally turned to you, “T-thank you,” he said and took his tray after pushing his glasses up his nose. You bit your bottom lip, thinking maybe you shouldn’t drop the utensils on purpose like you had planned. He suddenly seemed more innocent to you than you had first thought, and possibly not at all interested. In your haste to give him his utensils however, they fell from your apron and onto the floor.

“Shit sorry!” You bent down and he quickly got up and bent down to help you. “It’s okay, I got it.” And just then the two of you reached for the same fork, fingers lightly touching. The two of you made eye contact and he turned red and darted his eyes. “Sorry, here.” He handed you the fork and your throat betrayed you as you gulped audibly.

“Thanks, I’ll go get some fresh ones.” you said as you stood up and bowed, hurrying off to talk to your friend about the all too familiar cliche that just happened between you and Seonghwa.

“I think I like him? Is that bad?” you asked your friend. She turned to you surprised, “Why would that be bad? You’re allowed to like him. And it’s not like it’d be the first time you liked one of our customers! You liked Chan.” She said with a giggle, reminding you of your past mistakes.

“Who?” you joked, still wishing those events were all just a fever dream. “Damn, F in the chat for him.” Your friend said with a laugh as you grabbed the supplies to start cleaning the bathrooms, beginning on closing tasks for the night. “Ugh, I hate having feelings! I’m going to go, clean something!”

Seonghwa had finished his food, seeing he didn’t have much time left on his session. He started getting his things together, mindlessly tuning in to some chit chat from the patron next to him.

“You do know why their name is Hoover right? Like the vacuum?” His ears went hot, knowing they were talking about you after hearing your café name. “I haven’t gotten one from them, but a couple of my friends have, said it was the best they’d ever had.” The two patrons laughed amongst themselves, beginning to call you some unsavory names.

“So they’re just giving them out that easy? Wow, what a fucking slut! You think maybe-“ the man was cut off suddenly as Seonghwa swung his bag right into his face.

“Oh my bad bro.” he said nonchalantly as the guy just rubbed the back of his head and turned away without a fuss.

He mulled over his thoughts about the situation, deciding not to go through with it as he texted Yunho.

“I’m way to scared to follow through with this, gonna wait in the car.”

He headed to the closest bathroom, finding out the door was locked after trying the handle. With a sigh he turned, heading to the other bathroom and opening the door. He stopped once he saw you, currently bent over the toilet with your ass facing him. He admired the way your ass cheeks peaked from the bottom of the tight denim. He felt himself stiffen, hurrying to hide the growing bulge in his pants.

You mulled over the events in your head, feeling downright foolish for chasing after someone who clearly wasn’t the slightest bit interested in you. And that was fine, it’s not like you ever actually even cared about the people you’d hook up with, they were simply amusement for you when business was slow.

But you’d be lying if there wasn’t something about him that intrigued you. Was it just his looks? No, it couldn’t be just that. There were plenty of good looking people who came through the doors. So then what was it?

You wondered with a sigh and scrubbed at a particular spot in the toilet, bending over to get a better angle when you realized you weren’t alone.

“Oh!” you yelped upon seeing Seonghwa behind you. His large hands were currently covering his crotch and you quickly caught on to what was happening.

You watched him with the toilet scrubber in your hand as he tried to slyly cover the growing bulge in his pants. “Right sorry! Uhm I’ll just, uh-“ you put the brush away and grabbed the cleaning caddy, trying not to look in his direction as he seemed embarrassed enough.

After washing up you hurried to the front, ready to tell your friend what just happened and how dumb you had felt about everything, but you noticed her talking to the hottie that occupied almost all of her thoughts lately.

She laughed and lightly tapped him on the arm, you decided to approach without complaining, not wanting to ruin her good time.

“Hey!” Yunho said first, your plan to stay unnoticed now thwarted. “Hi,” you said simply and your friend turned to look at you, knowing something was up. “What’s this? Not saying anything snarky? What happened?” she asked as she approached, feeling your forehead with the back of her hand. “Are you sick?”

Yunho laughed at the two of you, “Is this that out of character for them?” Your friend turned to him and crossed her arms over her chest, “You kidding? This one never shuts their mouth! That’s how I know, so spill!” she said turning back to you.

You shifted your eyes between her and yunho, hoping she’d get the hint. But it seems Yunho knew more than he let on. “Is it about Seonghwa?” he asked holding back a laugh, “you’ve got him all hot and bothered you know.”

“Oh? That explains the boner but-“ you said with a hand on your chin. Your friend turned to you “What boner?!” she practically screamed out. “The one I just saw on Seonghwa, well the one he tried to hide but of course I’d know one from a mile away.” You sighed, deciding that your current endeavor to take him home that night was over. “He’s clearly not interested, so whatever.” You came to grips with the fact that you’d probably spend the night overstimulating yourself until your vibrator died.

Yunho nodded, “Actually I think you should go see if he needs a hand, or a mouth, I can guarantee he’s interested.” Your friend turned to him and raised an eyebrow, “So you’re co-signing with their shenanigans?” she asked walking over to him and leaning over the counter.

You watched as she kicked back her leg while she talked to him, they were sickeningly cute together. “For my friend’s sake? Yeah, he could stand to have some fun. I mean, we all can.” he smirked back at her and you took it as a sign and turned to head back to the bathroom. You were now newly determined to get your man the way she was getting hers.

“Who’s the blowjob bandit of Sip n’ Surf!?” your friend yelled some encouraging words as you walked off triumphantly. “Me!!!” you answered loudly and practically skipped to the bathroom, hoping Seonghwa would still be there.

You knocked on the bathroom door, seeing if he was ok. “Hey, are you alright in there?” You felt dumb for asking such a thing, of course he wasn’t alright! He was probably a sticky sweaty mess by now.

You were about to walk away when you heard the door unlock, his face peaking from a crack in the door. “I’m not,” the man before you looked absolutely disheveled. His hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, his face flushed. “But you already knew that.” His voice was deeper than the last time you spoke to him, and he looked so much more attractive in this frenzied state.

Had he been trying to get off all this time? And to no avail it seemed from the distraught and unsatisfied looked on his face. “Well, is there anything I can do to help?”

Your voice was soft as you reached out to him. He took you by the wrist. “I sure hope so Hoover, you’re the reason I’m like this.” he said in an almost growl as he pulled you into the bathroom.

He quickly pinned you up against the door, his bulge brushing up against your thigh, your core stirring as you felt his breath on your ear. “Been staring at you all day, do you always dress like this?”

His hands moved to your hips and trailed down to the hem of your shorts where he attempted to slide his hands underneath despite how tight they were on you.

The sudden change in his personality was suffocating, but you got your bearings and tried calling his bluff playfully and ever the flirt.

“It depends really, but today something told me to go the extra mile, just in case someone as hot as you walked in.” You spoke against his plush lips, kissing them briefly before pulling away.

Your hands traveled into his unbuttoned pants and reached for his dick, your hand beginning to tug on him slowly. He hissed, moving a hand to brace himself on the wall, moving closer and moaning in your ear. “More, please.” he huffed out softly.

You got down on your knees so fast you were certain they’d be bruised by the time you stood up again. You wasted no time in taking his length into your mouth, your saliva dripping heavily as your mouth watered around him.

“Fuck!” he whisper yelled, taking a fistful of your hair in his free hand while the other gripped the wall for purchase. You looked up at him and pulled off, meeting his stare with a smile. You gently kissed the tip of his dick before taking it all back into your mouth.

The sounds that dripped from his mouth as he gripped your hair were downright heavenly. You met his eyes that were fixed on you, watching as you took him all the way into the back of your throat.

You held onto his thighs, nails digging into the fabric of his pants, as you let him push your head further onto him. He held you there for a few seconds before realizing you needed to pull away. You inhaled deeply, his cum and your saliva dripping down your lips and chin.

You used both hands to grip and pump him as you worked on sucking his tip, both of his hands now going to brace himself on the door.

“God!” he huffed as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “Yes? I’m right here baby.” you mewled before moving to suck on his thick sack.

Just then your phone rang, but you were so fixated on pleasing the man before you that you absentmindedly answered it, slobbering loudly and breathing deep. “Huh? Oh, yeah everyone’s gone! Oh, what am I doing?”

You had answered your friend, who was checking in on the task she gave you of checking the back for any more customers. You remembered she had asked twice, the first time was before you started cleaning, the next was before you started performing like a damn Hoover vacuum on your new favorite conquest.

You took Seonghwa back into your mouth and he whined almost breathlessly. You put your phone down, your friend hanging up once they figured it out, and let your back hit the door.

“Come closer,” you beckoned and he moved in so close, his body pinned you against the door. He pumped his long dick in your warm, wet mouth just a little and he quickly busted his load down your throat. You moaned as he cried out, his moans almost as pretty as his current orgasm face was.

You swallowed all of him, letting him pull back and out of your mouth, but stopping him before he pulled out fully. You gripped gently on him and sucked on his tip, savoring the last drops of his cum before you finally pulled away.

“Nice dick.” you said and got up, a bit wobbly but he helped steady you. “Nice mouth.” he huffed and put his dick back in his pants. “What this ol’ thing?” you giggled and went to clean your face.

You watched as he stood behind you, awkwardly far and avoiding looking at you. “Uhm, can you not tell anyone about this? It’s a little embarrassing.”

Embarrassing? What a weird thing to say after he was just balls deep down your throat. You suddenly felt bad, almost ashamed and doubting yourself. You only ever did these things to have fun, and it never meant anything to you before. So why now? And with him?

“Don’t worry, I won’t.” you said as you dried your hands and watched him hurry out, not once looking back at you.

You sighed deeply and made your way to the front of the cafe, going on autopilot mode to get through the rest of your shift.

Seonghwa sat back next to Yunho, trying his best to not look like he just got his soul sucked out of him through his dick.

“Welcome back,” the taller of the two said with a smirk. Seonghwa tugged the straps of his backpack to tighten them and sighed, “Hello.” He said before pushing the mouse and keyboard aside and groaning loudly as he put his head down in his arms.

Yunho chuckled and patted his friend on his back, “There there,” he teased and went back to his game. Seonghwa sniffled as he thought about what just happened. “Bro, you crying?” Yunho asked as he pushed his friend.

Seonghwa sat up, “I’m pretty sure I just had my first blowjob?” he said, looking at his friend. Yunho nodded, “I heard!” he laughed as he turned to him.

“What do you mean you-?” Seonghwa questioned only for a second before realizing. “Holy shit did I black out?” he sat there questioning everything as Yunho just laughed hard at him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come like that on my own, holy shit dude.” the man who just came down your throat said in praise and in a kind of relief having finally gotten that out of the way. “That good? Congrats! Did you return the favor?” Yunho asked as he leaned back in his chair.

“Uhm no, I just kinda left? Shit should I have- oh my god!” He held his face in his hands, a feeling of shame washing over him. “You just LEFT?! What the fuck is wrong with you I taught you better than that!” Yunho said, shaking him roughly.

You had told your friend about what happened, never keeping any juicy details from her. But she noticed you seemed upset, not at all smug like you usually were after sucking some good dick. You sighed, “Then he just left, said he was embarrassed. God I feel gross for the first time in a long time.” You huffed and headed to the back to finish on some desserts for tomorrow, not knowing your friend was about to send Yunho a very heated message.

“I felt embarrassed and I suddenly wanted to leave? I don’t know, god they must think I’m an asshole!” He said as he ran his fingers through his hair in distress. “No, you’re definitely an asshole!” Yunho responded and turned to the alert he got on his monitor. Seonghwa looked over and read the absolute ass reaming message she sent to Yunho. “Oh no!” the elder of the two said as he stood up, ready to hurry out. Yunho held him still, “No way I’m letting your awkwardness ruin this for the both of us, come the fuck on!” he advised and dragged his friend to the front.

Seonghwa walked up to the front with Yunho at his side, holding him close, afraid he’d run away if he hadn’t. “Hey is Hoover around?” Seonghwa asked after clearing his throat. Your friend crossed her arms over her chest, “Why?”

“Please i just want to apologize, I promise. I need to tell them something.” She raised an eyebrow at him and gestured for him to head back there, but not before giving him a stern look.

You felt a presence enter the kitchen and sighed, “That’s the last time I suck dick in the bathroom, too many horrible memories.” You said, already knowing he was behind you. “Sorry, let me explain-“ you ignored him however, focusing on stuffing the pastries in front of you with cream.

“I’ll have you know I never had someone tell me they were embarrassed of me, if that’s the case why’d you pull me in there?!” He moved closer trying to get a word in but you just continued.

“You seemed just fine stuffing your pretty cock down my throat, not to mention the noises you were making, sounding like a total degenerate and-“ you were currently stuffing a pastry with so much cream it was about to burst.

“I’m a virgin!” he blurted out and the pastry burst open, cream flowing out of it as you kept squeezing the piping bag.

You turned to him, “No fucking way?” you put the bag down and looked at him, finding the news incredibly unbelievable. “Yes way. Why is that so hard to believe?” He asked with a shy smile.

You put your arms out in his direction and moved them frantically, “UHM?! Cause you’re walking sex Seonghwa, excuse me if i find it hard to believe that a guy who looks like he just stepped out of an anime, isn’t getting laid every night.”

You noticed just how red and embarrassed he got from your words, so you finally stopped talking about his looks. You figured he must be a bit insecure, not knowing just how attractive he was. “But that doesn’t matter anyway! Virginity’s not real? Hey why’s it even a thing?” you spoke quickly, trying to help him feel at ease.

“I’m sorry, that I walked out like that, I probably hate myself more than you hate me right now.” You shook your head and took his hands in yours, “I don’t hate you, and uhm, thanks for actually taking the time to come and apologize.” His hands felt nice as you held them, his long fingers interlocking with yours.

“I still feel like shit, and your friend probably wants to kill me.” You turned away from him with a laugh, “She’s looking out for me, can you blame her?” You asked as you put the ruined pastry in the trash and took the tray of the good ones into the cooler.

You came back and gave him a kiss, his hands moving to grab your ass immediately. “Well, how was it?” you asked against his lips as he avoided your eyes. You took him by his cheeks and made him look at you as he answered.

“Really fucking good.” His voice was low as he moved in closer. You met his lips and draped your arms over his shoulders. “So, did you wanna-?” your voice being cut off by his before you could finish.

“Yes!” he practically screamed and turned to look out of the kitchen door, thinking someone heard him. “Uhm I mean, if you’re insinuating what I think you are then, yeah absolutely.” You just kissed him back, taking him by the hand and out of the kitchen.

The two of you grabbed your coats and you were about to look for your friend and let them know you were heading out with Seonghwa when something on the monitor caught your eye.

“Interesting!” was all you said and quickly sent her a text instead. Seonghwa looked at the screen and gasped, turning away with a red face.

“Make sure you don’t leave any of your guts behind after he finishes brutalizing you with those fingers, going home with Seonghwa, see you in the morning!”

The two of you headed out and made sure the door locked behind you before heading off into the bitter cold. You shivered and tightened your coat around you.

“Hmm? What happened to hoes don’t get cold?” he asked in jest as he pulled you closer to him. You looked at him with wide eyes, “Yunho may have mentioned something.” He answered the look you gave him, turning pink in the process. You laughed through chattering teeth, “Shut uuuuuup!” You cuddled closer to him as he walked the two of you to his car.

You didn’t think it was possible for him to get any hotter, that was until you watched him drive. He was talking about how it was actually Yunho’s car but him and his roommates all shared it when they needed to. You nodded along just watching his forearm and hands flex as he drove, the sudden thought of sucking his dick while he drove being the only thing on your mind.

You arrived at your apartment, and hurried inside, calling the elevator and kissing as the two of you waited. You could barely keep your hands to yourselves as you pushed him towards your front door. “Your lips are so perfect.” You said as you pulled away, suddenly taking your sweater off and moving back in to kiss him. “Here?!” he asked with hesitation. You stared at him, your breasts looking tantalizing in your bra,

“What? You embarrassed?” you asked as you tilted your head to the side. He remembered earlier and felt bad all over again, “Of course not.” He said and quickly undid his shirt. You splayed your hands over his toned chest and pushed the fabric off of him. “Sexy,” you said and finally unlocked the door.

“Believe it or not, you’re the first guy I’ve brought home, you should be honored.” you said as you pulled him in. He giggled, “I am, thank you.” He was going to get whatever he wanted from you if he kept up with that cute little giggle.

“Did you want something to drink?” you asked as he came up behind you. You placed your bag down on the kitchen counter as he wrapped his arms around you and leaned into your neck.

“Cant think of anything else but fucking you right now, if I’m being honest.” your knees buckled a bit, but you simply took his hands and moved them to grope your breasts.

He sighed against your ear and you turned to him. “You sound really hot when you say fuck, can you say it again?” you asked as you perked your ass up against him. He hesitated, suddenly put on the spot. You heard him swallow, “You’re gonna drive me crazy you know that? Fuck.” he growled and began nipping and kissing your neck.

You turned fully in his arms and met his plump lips. He seemed taken aback, but he took your lead and kissed you back. He was a bit clumsy at first, but got the hang of it quickly, learning from you and meeting your tongue with his. He must have practiced somehow cause the things he was doing with his tongue and teeth, biting your bottom lip after you’d come up for air had you thinking he probably wasn’t as pure and innocent as he led on. His hands didn’t stop exploring your form, “Hold on.” you said and took off your shorts.

“Can i make a request?” he said softly as he pushed you back against the counter once they were off. Your head was fuzzy, the wetness between your legs and the way your pussy ached for him was driving you crazy. “Of course.” you said and pulled him closer by the belt loops of his jeans.

He took his glasses off, his bare face finally exposed to you and he looked more gorgeous than ever. He placed his glasses down on the counter behind you and leaned in, caging you in his arms. “Can I, eat your pussy? Uhm, to make up for earlier?”

If the word fuck dripping from his mouth hadn’t already done something to you, hearing him say pussy in that very needy way would have sent you skyrocketing through the ceiling.

“That’s what I should’ve done instead of-“ you shut him up with a kiss and brought his hands to your waist “Lift me.” you said and he obliged, easily getting you to sit on the counter. “You’re okay with it?” you pulled him back roughly and kissed him hard, whimpering in the neediest way as you opened your legs for him,

“Please Seonghwa, shut the fuck up and get down there.” he smiled and got on his knees, pulling down your underwear after you shimmied out of them. He tossed them to the side and slotted himself between your legs, quickly and eagerly lapping up the mess that was already there.

He moaned deeply, your taste dancing on his tongue. He pulled you closer by your thighs, hooking your legs over his shoulders so he could plunge deeper into you.

That perfectly pointed nose of his teased your clit as he worked his tongue inside of you. You arched against him and whined, “No way you’re this good already, shit!” you tugged on his soft silver hair, your toes curling as he plunged his long fingers into you.

His other hand wrapped around your leg and played with your clit, his tongue and fingers from his other hand too busy inside of you. He had definitely practiced or researched this cause fuck, not even the experienced men you’d been with were this good and thorough.

“Seonghwa-“ you huffed out, feeling yourself about to come undone. He pulled away, looking at you with slicked lips and chin, quietly stuffing two fingers inside of you deeply and standing up to meet your lips in a messy kiss.

You moaned into his hot mouth, clenching down and cumming hard on his fingers after his onslaught on your spot. “I can feel you cumming?” his statement came out more like a question than a comment, something he probably didn’t know was even possible. You giggled against his lips at his cute curiosity.

“Wait until you feel it on your dick pretty boy.” you nipped at his bottom lip, before pulling away. He brought his fingers to his mouth and moaned in delight. His breathy moans as he sucked your slick off of his fingers sent a wave of pleasure to your core.

You moved in to kiss at the expanse of his neck, making sure to leave marks that would have his roommates questioning what exactly he got into that night.

Once he was done thoroughly sucking his fingers, you let him take off your bra and he brought his hands to cup your breasts, “This can’t be your first time touching someone’s tits can it?” you asked as he seemed to be laser focused on staring at them.

He licked his lips as he squeezed them, “And if i told you it was?” You went flush from his words and at the look he gave you, his thick eyebrows raising.

You held back a giggle, “Then I’d say I’m very honored,” you looked down at his hands, his fingers gently pinching your nipples now. “And so are they.” You brought your hands behind your back and swayed side to side so they jiggled as he held them.

“So fucking pretty,” he leaned down, about to take one of your nipples in his mouth. You choked and he looked up at you. “What? You okay?” he asked softly, worried he had done something wrong. “Yeah I’m fine, I’m just really sensitive there.” He smirked devilishly, “Yeah?” he asked as he pinched your nipples harder.

You gripped onto the counter, holding on for dear life as he brought his mouth to latch onto one of them. He sucked hard, using his tongue to tease your hardened nub. You arched against him all over again, your hands flying to his hair as he moved to suck on the other. The sensation caused you to get even more aroused, your pussy clenching over nothing. He used both hands to grip onto the supple soft skin, adjusting his mouth to suck on even more flesh.

“F-fuuuck!” you sighed, feeling yourself come undone in his grip, his tongue flattening against both of your nipples as he pushed your breasts together. He pulled away after seeing you fidget under him. You pushed him away slightly, “No way a virgin made me cum just from sucking on my tits, christ.” You huffed and he couldn’t help but smile with a red face.

You brought him to your bedroom and once inside, with the door wide fucking open, the two of you made quick work of the rest of his clothes. You crawled onto your bed and faced him, admiring the way he walked closer to you. “What?” he asked with a blush.

“You’re the hottest guy I’ve been with, I’m just admiring it before you’re gone.” you teased and moved to lay on your stomach. He moved closer to you, dick in hand but eyebrows furrowed. “Do you not want to see me again?” You eagerly took the dick he offered you into your mouth, eyes fluttering open to look up at him. You sucked his tip briefly and pulled away with an audible popping sound.

“I just mean later tonight when you’re gone, of course I wanna see you again” you sort of moaned the last word of your sentence, taking him back into your mouth and letting your saliva drip down like a waterfall.

He hissed, getting his bearings much faster than in the cafe bathroom where he was a whining mess. His touch on your head was soft as he looked down at you, his bottom lip going between his teeth. He took hold of your hair and used it as leverage to slowly grind against your face. you looked up at him and admired his fucked out look.

His brow was shining with sweat, making his hair stick to his forehead. He smirked at you and ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back and revealing just how gorgeous and chiseled his face was. He smiled wide and you clenched over nothing needing to feel him inside.

He’d have those moments where you questioned his experience cause of his striking duality. One minute he was asking innocent questions and sounding inexperienced and the next minute he was deep throating you while growling like a demon.

He pulled out of your mouth, your saliva dripping and connecting you to him in a sticky string. “How do you want it?” you asked as you moved to sit on your knees, pumping his slicked cock in both hands.

He rubbed the back of his head with a sigh. “Why don’t you decide?” he asked and brought you in for a kiss. You kissed sloppily for a few seconds before you pulled away.

“No way, it’s your first time, you decide!” He leaned in and kissed you again, bringing your arms to drape over his shoulders. “Okay then, what do you like most?”

You knew he was just trying to get you to pick, so you relented, thinking it’d be a better experience for him anyway. “Well, i like being on top but,” his hands roamed down your back, his nails just grazing your skin. “backshots drive me crazy.” you huffed against his lips, his hands moved to grip your ass tightly from your words.

He whimpered, “O-okay, let’s do that.” he stumbled over his words and you couldn’t help but giggle at his awkwardness.

You brought him onto the bed and went to your nightstand to grab a condom. You looked at him, then back in the drawer. “Hmmm.” you said out loud. You simply closed the drawer, “I need to get bigger ones, one sec.” you said leaving him on the bed, questioning his size as he looked down at his dick.

You were back within a few minutes, swiftly taking off the large shirt you had thrown on. “Where did you go?” he asked as you began unwrapping the condom. “My neighbors.” you said with a laugh and pulled the rubber onto him easily. He almost questioned you, but decided against it, realizing it probably wasn’t any of his business.

You kissed him before turning your ass to him and getting on your knees. You turned to look at him, “Oh sorry, do you not want to?” You felt slightly off, hoping you didn’t seem too eager or insensitive in a way. “No it’s not that I’m just, I was admiring the view.”

You playfully waved him off, “Really, I mean it you’re really pretty.” His voice was soft, his words sweet as he squeezed your rear. You turned to kiss him, feeling him slide his dick against your folds and slowly sliding into you.

His hands moved to either side of you, his arms caging you in. He sighed in your ear, slowly pulling out with a sigh and plunging back in hard. “Ah!” you yelped and he looked up at you, but you reassured him with a kiss. “It’s ok. I liked it Seonghwa, don’t stop.” you bit his bottom lip and turned, arching your back against him.

He went slowly, trying his best not to slip out of you. He started kissing your back, trailing sweet hot kisses down as he sat up on his knees, slapping your ass lightly. You yelped, more at his shocking duality from sweet to savage than the actual pain.

“Was that okay?” he asked rubbing the spot he hit. You nodded, “Harder next time.” you said and pushed back against him, beckoning him to keep fucking you as you clenched down on him. He moaned loudly, slapping your ass hard this time and finally picking up speed.

God you were so happy he had a nice long dick, you were drooling onto the bed at how nice and snug he fit. He was hitting your spot so perfectly, you couldn’t help but give him praise. “Yes, just like that, fuck!” you cried out, gripping the sheets. He took you by the waist, using his hold to fuck into you faster and harder, his peak nearing. “I don’t think I can-shit!” he huffed out, stuttering against you and cumming hard.

He immediately bent down, kissing your neck and cheek. “Fuck I’m so sorry, you felt too good.” You moved off of him, the look on his face defeated. “Don’t be sorry, just finish what you started.” you said as you pushed him onto his back. You moved so that your pussy was over his face and without asking he pulled you to sit on him.

His tongue danced inside of you, his big nose perfect against your sensitive clit as you rode him. You grabbed your breasts and teased your nipples as you sought your release. He was a sloppy and loud eater, moaning against you and slurping up all of your essence. it wasn’t long before you climaxed, bucking against his face and gripping his hair tight.

“Fuck, you’re really good at that, you should be proud.” you sighed and moved on wobbly knees to lay down. You watched him wipe his mouth, “Thanks,” he said with a giggle and moved to lay next to you.

The two of you kissed for a while before the usual game of needing versus wanting to leave started. “Uhm, did you want to stay the night?” you asked as you stood up, going to grab your phone from your purse. “If that’s okay with you?” he asked as he sloppily removed the condom. You nodded and took a sip from a nearby water bottle. “Cool, we can have breakfast at my neighbors in the morning.” You handed him the water bottle and he kind of frowned. “Oh don’t worry, I promise we’re just friends!”

You woke up with your pussy aching from the dream you had. Seonghwa had you tied up, overstimulating you over and over again until you were crying real, fat tears.

“Dear god I hope you’re still here.” You said as you reached out, feeling his exposed back. You nuzzled closer to him, kissing him gently, hoping he’d wake up soon.

He soon stirred awake, turning to you and immediately taking your lips. You felt his hardness against your thigh and opened your legs for him. “You sure?” He asked and you nodded, wrapping your legs around his skinny waist. He pushed his bare cock into you, the feeling of your warmth around him almost tempting him to stop.

“Seonghwa, go slow okay?” He looked at you and got his bearings, taking your hands in his and holding them above your head.

His pace was slow, his hips moving against you better than last night. So much so that you felt a familiar twist in your gut as the pleasure started to build. He moved to kiss and suck your neck, biting down when he felt you start to pulse around him. He growled at the sensations of your tight cunt, “That’s not helping, Hoover.”

You were taken aback by your cafe name being used outside of work. “It’s Y/n,” you said with a huff as he thrust back in hard. He smiled and kissed you, “Y/n, please hold back a little?” he asked and you relented, the sweet way he said your name earning him a pass.

The pace was nice and slow, feeling so good as he took it upon himself to pull you closer, starting to fuck you faster. His long dick hitting your g- spot with every thrust, causing you to grip onto his back and dig your nails into his skin.

“Fuck, don’t stop Seonghwa, please!” Your moans in his ears encouraged him, his moans following yours as he kept at it while meeting his sweaty brow with yours.

He was loud, his sighs and sweet moans filling your room, you were sure the next door neighbor heard everything. You giggled at the thought and pulled him closer for a kiss. “I’m so close baby.” you whined and he couldn’t be happier as he smiled against your lips, “Can I cum inside of you?” he asked nipping at your lips. “Yeah,” you said with a nod and leaned up so that you now sat on his lap.

You met his hips with yours as you rode him, his moans never stopping as the two of you were a sloppy needy mess. “Fuck!” you yelped out as you came, his still hard dick inside of you. You threw your head back and he attached his mouth to your neck, sucking and biting hard as he felt you constrict around him tightly. He soon came deep inside of you, kissing your neck and lips over and over as he slowly milked himself with your cunt.

You swallowed his moans in a kiss, letting him exhale afterwards, his eyes almost teary as he looked at you. His eyes were blown out and his lips parted, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

“I think I’ve created a monster.” You teased and kissed his mouth, nose and then forehead. He hummed and buried his face in the crook of your neck. “I don’t want to get out, so warm.” he said with a whine.

The two of you cleaned up and you took something for your last minute decision, making sure he knew he didn’t do anything wrong when he watched you swallow the pill.

You threw on the loose shirt and some pajama shorts, handing him some for him to wear as well, telling him you loved wearing loose clothes to bed so he was lucky you even had something that fit.

The two of you hurried to your next door neighbors apartment and you knocked loudly. “Gee I really hope I’m not interrupting something!” You said as you waited, soon hearing them grumble behind the front door.

They opened the door and you were finally met with your friend and boss, damp from what looked like a very pleasant shower. “Hope the coffee’s on!” You chirped and walked in as Seonghwa hesitated slightly and followed once he was welcomed in.

You poured out two cups of coffee for you and Seonghwa and sat at the table, waiting for breakfast to be ready. “Your neighbor? Is?” he asked as he looked around. “Yeah, luckily she still had the condoms I got her, didn’t know I’d end up needing some.” You said looking at him with your chin resting on your hands, eyelashes fluttering at him.

He blushed and pushed his glasses up his nose in that cute way. “Shhh.” He said and you were about to scream about his big dick when Yunho walked out of the bathroom. The men simply stared at one another and gave a reassuring nod.

You all ended up helping with breakfast and were eating in no time. Yunho elbowed Seonghwa, silently asking about how it went with a look. Seonghwa hid his face but nodded and Yunho sighed a breath of relief. “Thank god.” He said out loud, looking over at your friend. “It’s not like we didn’t know, what with those loud ass moans.”

“Gasp! You heard us?!” you joked and moved to sit on Seonghwa’s lap. He hid his face in you neck. “Don’t be shy cutie.” You kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll tell you all about it if you want details?” Yunho went red and shook his head while your friend raised their hand. “Ok so once we-“

Seonghwa stopped you with a hand to your mouth. “Thanks for breakfast! Yunho come get the car keys later, I’m not going home anytime soon.” He said to his friend as he dragged you out of the apartment while you giggled the whole way back home.

A/N: hiiii i think this was my longest story at 9k 💀 uhmmmmmmmmm blame seonghwa haha 🤭 check out the companion fic here and see what happens with the bestie!

[eternalsa2z]

Self-Reflection

"Oh my god...I'm so pretty..."

"Oh my gawd...I'm soooo hawt..."

"OMG...I'm, like, soooooo sexy!!!"

Mistress let Joy toy with her hair, admiring her makeup, and bounce her bimbo boobies as she repeated the same thing over and over again in shock. A few more hours in front of the mirror and John should be both out of sight and out of mind. Joy would think she's just like what she sees: a mindless bimbo pet for Mistress to play with.

[razbrry]

Grell with a vampire SO?

note 💋— grrrrrr!!!!! i love this prompt. D1 vamp lover over here. -> this is me trying to not go off the rails and make it a smut. my greatest apologies!

when you’re a vampire— ft. grell sutcliff

apart from this whole honor she has by the ripping grim reaper activities…

you’re her biggest flex!

way to keep the secrecy, grell. greatly appreciated.

she’ll be fawning over you.

grell would push her hair back to leave her neck bare for you to behold, purposefully tilting her head.

she’s soooooo obvious.

but so tempting!

you of course don’t want to hurt her, but that should honestly be the least of your concerns.

have you SEEN grell? she’s freaky.

“ou, and the sun today was so…! dazzling and sunny! oh, right, you’re more of a darkness connoisseur, aren’t you?”

oh, shut up grell. we haven’t seen you in daylight since the stone age.

(stone age=butler duties for angelina)

she teases you about your gargoyle-like tendencies as if she goes out every day out of pure productivity. YOU’RE NOT CUTE.

(that’s the fattest lie ever, shes the cutest.)

more on your nutrition,

both of your supernatural roles fit in surprisingly well!

she’ll lead you around discreetly while she’s over here absolutely ripping.

it *is* a regulation to not tamper with a corpse.

bit you’re not a grim reaper, are you?

free dinner!!!

grell feeds you well. <3

and the whole ‘being invited in’ phenomenon? she’s got you covered.

grell would try to coax the host/property owner to verbally let you in by the most over the top monologue.

“oh?! and you’re going to just let us waltz right in by ourselves like we’re some ordinary mortals?”

the host is all like ‘are you… not?’

one of you has fangs and drips of dark and broody… and the other has sharpened teeth bearing a chainsaw.

we are NOT the same.

so yes, entering royal estates is a royal pain with grell.

ciel is sick of you two.

you and grell are a match made in hell :3 she feels like she’s living a rom-com fantasy with you!

‘ooh, a VAMPIRE, how sexy☆!!’

oh, i can totally hear her say that.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

How about Vox successfully installs a hidden camera in Charlie and Vaggies room for sexy blackmail. But is pissed all the footage he has is cute fluffy hugs and kiss. Nothing explicit at all.

i think if the V's tried this... they would regret it SO fast and probably be scarred for life in the process XD

Vox: "The lack of risk research in this new venture of ours... astounding."

Valentino: "Aw kitty, what better way to keep track of Lucifer's bimbo daughter Charles than by keeping a little camera tucked away in her bedroom?"

Vox: "Pointed at her bed? ONLY her bed?"

Velvette: "Imagine the BLACKMAIL. Hashtag cancel little miss Morningstar!"

Valentino: "Her and her spicy lady are soooooo pruuuudish and so WHOLESOME about that shit stain hotel of theirs- just think of what they'd do not to be the new stars of hell's porn scene?"

Vox: "I'm thinking, if they DON'T mind, their ratings will skyrocket."

Valentino: "....ah."

Velvette: "Oh come on flat screener, there's no way they'd ever be ok with-"

Vox: "And if they DO mind, Lucifer will take us all off the air so fast the cameras will still be rolling while our own heads start to."

Velvette: "FUCK."

Vox: "Am I the only one here actually forecasting audience reactions??"

Velvette: "I HATE BORN LUCKY GIRLS AND THEIR TOP DOG DEMON DADS!"

Valentino: "We can at least heckle their boring sex life privately, yeah?"

Vox: "If they even HAVE one."

Velvette: "Heads up. They're getting into bed now."

Valentino: “Oooooh and they’ve brought equipment~!”

The V’s: “………………”

Valentino: "..... is that. Paperwork?"

Velvette: "Oh hell no."

Vox: "Birds of a feather. If Alastor can be so chummy with them, then-"

Valentino: "They're doing- they’re- fucking doing PAPERWORK in bed!? Together!?? INSTEAD of each other? That’s IT?????"

Velvette: "This is sick. I'm gonna be sick."

Valentino: "AND THEY'RE ENJOYING IT???"

Velvette: "Hhrrrk-"

Vox: "Cut the feed. Destroy the camera. I can feel the static of their domestic fuzzy feel-good lives overtaking my entire network, program by program, station by station." (clutches tv head) "This would be less unsettling if they were a pair of MUPPETS... Fuck this." (deletes camera)

-five minutes later-

Charlie: “You know what Vaggie?”

Vaggie: “What, sweetie?”

Charlie: "I love how much easier doing the hotel budget is when we have each other to cross check it! Frees up a lot more time!"

Vaggie: "Me too babe. Though I kinda still think I love you more."

Charlie: (smiles softly) "Yeah..?"

Vaggie: (leans in) "...yeah."

Charlie: (grins) "Wanna fuck nasty about it?"

Vaggie: (grins back) "I’ll get the toybox."

-meanwhile-

Valentino: “WAIT! ….I feel a disturbance in the fuck! As if two people are having really kinky gay sex right now, and I’m missing out on exploiting it!”

Velvette: (still nauseous) “I’ll exploit my fist to your face if you don’t shut up.”

Vox: “Velvette.”

Velvette: “Oh you know don’t mean it, darling~ Much.”

Vox: “Fair enough.”

Velvette: “Paperwork, blegh. They were using, actual PHYSICAL bits of paper… I’m gonna have fucking nightmares.”

Valentino: “This IS my nightmare!”

Vox: “Welcome to hell, Val.”

[atopvisenyashill]

Worst things GOT did casting wise:

- making Dany too beautiful (+ styling her in a way that she never has a hair out of place, always wears BLUE - which makes her look peaceful and soft and angelic, not making her burn her hair off etc). I just think of that one official art piece that's in the illustrated AGOT book where dany is bald, with the dragons and sparks and frames around her and its so striking instead of the "beautiful angelic blonde women stand empowered with her tits out" scene we got

- casting Iain Glen as Jorah and not like. a random Lannister (like. Come on. He is a burly and ugly man... why are you casting one of the most beautiful men to play him.... this is how we ended up with dany/jorah shippers)

-making Joffrey too unattractive (this is not meant to disparage JG who is a great actor and seems like a really cool dude and i'm not saying he's ugly but I think from his very first scene Joffrey looks very punchable and it would have been so much smarter to make the audience .. relate to Sansa's infatuation with his golden looks. In my head (and in all the official art) Joffrey looks like a male version of cersei/a younger version of Jaime.)

- making Dany, Jon, Robb, Marg, Brienne etc 10+ years older than Sansa and the younger starklings .... It's not "the main characters and arya (who is so cool and can kill people) + the little children" it's ONE AGE group of equally important characters

Like I know people are upset at Ned/Jon etc being too attractive, WHICH I GET, but I feel like those were very vibe based casting decisions and i'm ultimately fine with that (I also think it's easier for the audience to root for someone if they're attractive so like. I guess they had to do it) but these other things resulated in people's perception of the characters being so wildly different from what they're supposed to be. The real reason people get so angry whenever someone says they wish tamzin had stayed is because they don't like the idea of daenerys not being this ethereal beauty (TM is beautiful but not in a conventional way) that they can fully root for without issue.

1. NO YOU ARE SOOOOOO RIGHT ABOUT THEM REFUSING TO LET DANY LOOK UGLY. it’s not to say tamzin isn’t clearly beautiful, but i think she’s beautiful in the same way gwendoline christie is, which is that she’s very striking and she has a strong presence but she’s not exactly what people picture when they say “typical hot lady” (which is Crazy these are all able bodied white women, like the definition of “beauty” is soooooo fuckijg narrow that tamzin merchant is ~atypically beautiful) vs emilia definitely is, and YES like everything from not burning her hair off to emilia being,,,,,fuller in figure than dany as a fourteen year old would be is just very clear that they saw dany different than the way she is On The Page. i mean i know people whack george for saying that she’s like a sexy funny lady or whatever but george never lets go of the fact that she’s incredibly young whereas d&d completely miss that part of her character.

i will say i Get the criticism of tamzin perhaps not picking up on the conlangs easily because one thing you can say for emilia is that she had a decent head for the conlangs, she’s even still partially fluent in dothraki lmaooo. but all the other stuff they said about why they recast dany it’s like. hmmmmmmmmmm.

2. absolutely right about iain especially because he’s similar to idk paddy in that he’s got CHARISMA but unlike viserys, they didn’t intent to portray him as a deeply flawed, antagonistic character they went in portraying him as like an objectively Good Guy dedicated to dany. he’s just so much less creepy and pushy in the show and has several scenes where he shows some moral backbone - that “yet here you stand” “yet here i stand” scene is sooooooo good for example, the fact that he actually apologizes for spying on dany, giving him the greyscale story & not having him fuck a valyrian looking woman in a brothel 💀, etc etc - and you also just lose some of the creepiness here because emilia is clearly a grown if young woman and ian is handsome, so it’s like. welll of Course you want to root for them to be together! and never mind that this is a Massive departure from their book characterizations!! again, they have this idea of jorah in their head that doesn’t match up with what’s on the page even a little.

3. i do get your point re: joffrey and i think this is my problem with aidan as littlefucker too - they’re too obviously villains and it makes ned and sansa look stupid. like, in the books we have that moment where robb almost decks joffrey which does seem to signal something bad but the crown prince being full of himself doesn’t mean he’s going to threaten his betrothed’s sister with a sword then get his ass handed to him by a toddler. in the show we get QUITE a number of scenes where joffrey is shown to be a brat AND as you say, just like aidan, jack has a Certain Look, he looks like a shitty jock who has allegations against him ajsjdj like irl when jack smiles he’s so adorable!! but in the show they REALLY play up his ability to channel a greasy aura ya know aksjd. when the point of asoiaf is often that villains don’t LOOK like villains, but some of our Main Villains clearly resemble typical villains in the show.

4. “it’s ONE age group of characters” NO YOU ARE SO RIGHT. like, there’s several years difference from robert to ned to cat to the twins to tyrion but they’re all the same generation of characters. there’s that exact same age difference from brienne to robb, dany, jon to sansa, arya, bran, with theon kind of similar to characters like jorah, who are old enough to remember The Before Times but aren’t quite in either generation. but because they wanted dany, brienne, jon, robb, and margaery to be more of a Typical archetype rather than an exploration of that archetype, they aged everyone up and essentially invented another generation between the “adult” characters and the “kid” characters. not to be super nerdy here but one of my favorite worked shoots in wrestling is one cody rhodes did where he was ranting about the way young wrestlers get put through the grinder and he has this amazing line where he sums it up as “old men talking, young men dying” and it’s not to say there aren’t a lot of old dudes Also dying lmao but you really see this where young leaders are often unprepared for their responsibilities and used as puppets by older men and you just MISS THAT when that whole generation is so grown!

it’s like they looked at those themes of war being terrible and all consuming and brutal no matter how justified you feel you are and went “wow war is brutal 😍” LIKE PLEASE????

[polysucks]

hey! what are some of your favourite asoiaf fanfics that you've read (if you feel ok sharing)?

Say less. I came prepared. All of these links are on Ao3 and almost all are rated Explicit because I think spicy things are fun. It’s not all sexy tho. Sometimes it’s rated E for Emotions. Or E for. Like. Life things.

Well. As you all know by now, I am Sansan trash. So most of these are sansan unless otherwise declared. Oh and everyone is of consenting adult age.

A Gift by 3rdstarksistr is my fucking goat. This fic? This fic. Right here. After 15 years of browsing ao3 anonymously, this is the fic that forced me to make an ao3 account. AFTER FIFTEEN YEARS. And it’s being actively updated. This makes me lose my mind, bro. LOSE MY MIND.

Essentially AU where Sandor doesn’t leave at BoTBB and Sandor bargains with Sansa for her body to take her across the narrow sea to safety. I can’t do the story justice. It sounds bad when I describe it. But Sansa is so so soooooo sweet and eager and Sandor is like. It’s hard to describe bc he could totally be triggering to some, but it’s very evident that he cares so deeply for her health, her safety, her happiness, but on the surface? Fuckin asshole. A real Sweet and Smol girl with HUGE SCARY DOG PRIVILEGES dynamic. With some excellent plot, too, that feels very-in-world.

There’s some big loss of virginity, dubcon, and some kiiiinky ass shit here (respectfully) but genuinely love love love this depiction of Sandor. He’s so loving, but also so rough, and he cares so much. I’m trash I know I’m sorry I’m sorry.

The author truly takes my breath away. The writing is so immersive, so catered for the reader, so vivid. It reads so naturally, like the author is painting a picture for you. Also madly in love with Pate, Sandor’s squire. What a cutie patootie. I’ll buy 4, thanks.

For Rent by Gendervny of course I got rep the fucking homie! My beloved @theeironprice wrote this fuckin thramsay masterpiece (it’s ongoing). I wouldn’t recommend it if I didn’t genuinely love it. Now, a fair warning, it is not for everyone. Definitely pay attention to the tags, because this author does not fuck around. The dove’s not dead but. It ain’t sleeping. Ifykyk. (It’s a compliment I promise)

This fuckin gem is so near and dear to my heart. It is a 2004 au with some amazing pop culture references sprinkled in as a little treat for the reader. It’s like the author leaves M&Ms on each page for u to go “OOH CANDY” And it gives u a little shot of dopamine every time I promise you. It’s actually what inspired this doodle of Sansa and Arya I did that you dorks seem to love so much and it makes me microwave all of these characters on fucking repeat in the year 2004. As a 2000s kid, like, this hits so hard. So close to home in the best way possible. And once you read about Theon listening to the Smiths, it just becomes canon to you. Of fucking course Theon listens to The Smiths. What a fucking loser.

A harmless addiction by rummy_cat is just stupid fun. Point blank. Yeah, it’s a sansan modern au. Look, I’m not a modern au person. I truly am not. So if I’m recommending it, it’s worth a read. Sansa is a 20-something who purchased a piece of shit house and is way over her head with her HGTV dreams. Sandor is a poor-bedside-manner, 3-stars-out-of-five on Angie’s list handy man—who also does in-story-equivalent of Onlyfans on the side. Now imma be real with you. I’m a sucker for a romcom cliche. If there’s a meet-cute, or a situation where they’re forced to share one bed, or anything else you can picture happening in a stupid straight to dvd Katherine heigl movie? Say less im already there.

So this is one of those fics that you genuinely don’t even need to know wtf is happening in the asoiaf world like at all. It would be a lovely standalone romcom book. It helps if you know who the main players are like Sansa, Sandor, Podrick, Bronn and Arya, but everyone is kind of a loose caricature. Usually I can’t stand this shit. But they’re so endearing, and written with so much heart and humanity and it genuinely feels like a HBO style romcom sitcom thing with a lot of situational humor. Also like??? Sandor is so endearing. Handyman Sandor and sweet little shut in with a secret potty mouth and a (very mild) porn addiction Sansa is to die for. And the first sex scene? Hysterical. But also hot. And bronn IS SO CUTE AS COMEDIC RELIEF. also gotta rep my man Tony the Italian who literally only shows up for like 3 paragraphs as situational humor narrative fodder and I would genuinely lay my life on the line to protect that man. I actually haven’t finished this one so I have no idea how it ends but genuinely you will be hanging on every chapter. The author is so engaging.

Quenched by Rambo holy fuck dude. Holy fuck dude. This? This shit right here? Holy fuck dude. Cw for dubcon bc well they’re both drunk and there’s some very tasteful feet stuff (if you know me, I am NOT a feet-stuff person. Periodt.) a lovely quick little horny read where Sandor pushes Sansa’s boundaries (consensually) and they are just so sexually compatible with one another. It’s very sweet. Some really lovely horny visuals surrounding period-accurate attire (I am a SUCKER for period accurate attire)

What I love the most about it is that it’s not framed like “character A does things to character B” nah. While Sandor may be doing the bulk of the “work” 👀 the reader gets to see an equal amount of Sandor’s enjoyment as Sansa’s. I love a dynamic where partners get off to their partner enjoying themselves bc it just feels so realistic. Like have you ever been with someone you care for deeply? That their enjoyment fuels your enjoyment, sexual or platonic. That shit is REAL. this author is a PAINTER.

Nine nights by Sarah C this. Was. Soooooo. Much. FUN. It’s a “oops we’re snowed in at an inn and we have to share a room with one bed what r we gonna dooooooo????” trope that is a huge romp and a half. I loved how realistic this was. I love how the author included real life details that are period accurate. Gross little details that aren’t “gross,” but every day real life things! For example, there is a scene where Sandor falls asleep before Sansa and she’s staring at him and just kinda disappointed bc she’s romanticized everything around her and Sandor is just so real. She’s staring at him and unable to sleep and he is snoring and he rolls over and farts in his sleep and she SCOWLS AND SCOFFS and I locked my phone and kicked my feet because it was just so cute and well written and REAL!!!! SO REAL!!!!! And Sansa gets to girl talk with a side character who is also a teenage girl and she deserves that. She sooooo deserves that. We miss Jeyne in this house. also there’s a spicy public fingering scene that is just— I’m blushing like a slut rn 10/10 amazing.

A Tough hide and a tender heart is a lovely little samsa quick read that is rated G and only 800+ words. It was the fic that was attributed to my samsa doodle. I don’t really ship it, but it was so so sooooo cute to think about. This fic is essentially Samwell Tarly being just so fucking sweet as usual. Just a complete gentleman. To Sansa at the Wall. Nothing even truly happens. It’s just Sam being a perfect fucking gentleman and admiring on Sansa. Honestly will give even most hardened assholes sweet little butterflies in their belly. Like I say, not even my ship, but it’s just genuinely so cute.

And I CANNNNNNNN NOT for the fuckin life of me find this fic that tells the “real story” of how the Vale was won. It’s a total “Yeah, Visenya fucked MILF GOAT Sharra Arryn and that’s how Visenya got the Vale to surrender” fic that was. P E A K. but for whatever reason, it’s wiped from my browser history.

I hope you find some of these fun :,) I know I did. Sorry it’s so much sansan I read other things too I promise!

[orkbutch]

laezel is soooooo. sexy. ugh :3c her earrings and her war paint and her leather harnesses. her lil updo. her smirk. oof. modern au laezel would be such a feral hot jock butch. almost as many scars as she has in the game and they're all from extremely competative mma and other violent sports. bullying people shes into in the locker room. obsessed with this vision now actually

[lacystar]

p5 Percy Jackson au

Joker: son of Zeus. stay with me

Akechi: son of Hades. it makes the most sense that joker and akechi are the only ones who are kids of the big three. of those options, this is just what makes the most sense. neither of them are posideon kids lol

Ann: daughter of Aphrodite. imagine atlus wrote her arc well. also sexy technique is literally charmspeak

Ryuji: Son of Hermes. I like him, the runner, being the son of a god of travel and athletes. also, as the Hermes cabin is the newbie cabin, it would make sense for him to be the first person joker (assuming we're following his POV similar to p5/percy) meets and befriends. also I think he'd just be very sweet helping new campers and helping them feel welcomed.

Yusuke: Son of Apollo or Dionysus. look. ik that he should be an Apollo kid. I know. but he gives the vibes of a Dionysus kid more. soooooo... whatever.

Makoto: Daughter of Athena. fucking obviously. no elaboration needed.

Futaba: Daughter of Hephaestus. technology, obviously, but also I feel like she'd resonate with the sort of. ugly unwanted recluse nature that Hephaestus is usually tied to.

Haru: Daughter of Demeter. she gardens. she's pretty. thats abt it.

Sumire: Would it be weird to say daughter of Nike? since so much of her character is about pursuing victory as/on behalf of her sister, I feel like it could present an interesting internal conflict. this one is still up for debate tho.

BONUSES:

Shiho: Hebe or nemesis? not sure yet

Hifumi: Also probably an Athena kid. this makes sense as makoto is her knock-off LMAO

Mishima: Mishima isn't real because I dont like him

Morgana: Maybe .... . . a satyr????? id ont fucking know

[in-any-universe-ever]

cockwarming or breeding for lucemond 🎃 pretty please

Okay soooooo I HAVE been working on this, but it came out a lot differently than I expected. That being in that I never actually got to the warming/breeding part. If things settle down in my personal life I will write a part 2 actually fulfilling this prompt because I 100% know what it's going to be, I just haven't written it again. But that would require a lot of things to get really cool really fast.

In the meantime, here you go. MDNI it's sexy.

Lucerys expected this to turn out a lot differently. The Baratheons are kin, his mother had said. They would be honored to have a prince in their hall. The flight would take no time at all compared to the distance Jace would travel.

No one expected Aemond to be there, that Borros cared not for oaths made by his father. In retrospect, Luke should have left at first sight of Vhagar, but he never expected the situation to escalate how it did. Yes, Aemond would need to save face in front of the banner he wished to command, but there was no reason for a stormy chase over choppy waters. There was no reason for Vhagar to snatch Luke from Arrax's back, saddle and all, and to send Luke's beloved dragon to the sea in clumps of boiling blood and flesh.

Luke had no memory of the events after the scorching heat of Vhagar's breath hit him when she clamped her jaws around him, but he learned in the following days that he'd been tossed carelessly onto her vast back and knocked unconscious upon impact. When he awoke, he was lone in a dank, dark cell in the castle dungeon. The only mercy he'd been granted was his solitude; the cell was small, no bed, no windows. An empty bucket sat in the far corner, which he assumed was not for drinking water. The ground was hard and uneven — no matter the location, he was uncomfortable and brutally cold. The blood of the dragon made him naturally warm, and so even slight dips in temperature could leave him shivering. He'd been stripped of everything but his linen shirt and breeches, so he had no means to warm himself.

He had no sense of time without natural light and his shouts of inquiry got him nowhere. He could hear the groans, cries, and overall panic of the other prisoners, but the torch outside his cell provided light to only this end of the corridor, which included nothing but another cell across from him. He could not see fully into it, but it was unresponsive so he assumed it empty.

At some point, a guard who Luke did not recognize appeared. He said nothing and did not as much as look at Luke as he set down a cup and a hunk of bread. Luke pleaded relentlessly at him:

"Ser? Ser please, I'm Prince Lucerys Velaryon. Tell me th day. The time. How fares your king?"

No response.

Luke shouted himself hoarse when the guard walked away, but he eventually gave up. He was hungry, thirsty, in pain. His head had not stopped throbbing since he woke.

The water was horrid, unlikely clean, and the bread tore at the roof of his mouth. It mattered not — he ate and drank every morsel although the portion left him highly unsatisfied. The meal did not bode well for him. If they fed him, it meant they intended to keep him alive and in this cell for the unforeseeable future.

He fell asleep at some point, his knees pulled to his chest in an effort to stay warm. The stone wall jutted into his head and back in different spots, and the floor was both slanted and sharp. His lingering injury and exhaustion was the only reason he could sleep in these conditions. It was a light slumber, however; his body jolted awake at nearly every new sound and took increasingly longer to return to sleep after each disturbance.

He didn't move, however, until distant steps began to grow louder, like those of the guard who fed him. He didn't know how often he would be fed, nor how long it'd been since the last meal. Either way, his mouth craved water, so he stood eagerly.

The steps could not be far down the hall when multiple realizations came to light: there was no clank of metal upon metal that accompanied all guards regardless of rank; the steps were leisurely, casual. No guard would approach the secluded stall of an important prisoner with such casualness. This visitor was not a guard.

He stepped back from the bars, his heart beating hard in his chest as he began to guess who would come to see him so soon. It could be anyone, truly, but if he listened to instinct alone, there was no doubt.

Aemond appeared in the dull light, wearing his typical garb — black surcoat tied at the waist, black trousers and well crafted leather boots. His silver buckles glinted in the light but it was the only silver upon him. He was unarmed, although for a man like Aemond, he was just as dangerous without a weapon.

Aemond stopped outside the bars, his hands behind his back. Even with the torch close, Luke could only see half his face, but it was enough of a threat — a black leather patch covered his eye, the eye Luke had taken in their youth. Perhaps their interaction need not end the same way, but that missing eye, the jagged red scar reminded Luke exactly how this could go.

He did not dare speak first.

"Approach."

Everything in his body told him to refuse, but he took two steps forward, within arms reach of the bars. From here, he could make out the rest of Aemond's face, and could see Aemond's singular eye roaming Luke's body. His expression was tense, as if poised for an explosion.

"The guards say you have been shouting nonsense since you awoke. That you claim you are the Prince Lucerys."

Luke's heart dropped.

"Qȳbor?"

"I certainly hope you do not truly believe this fallacy. Lucerys Velaryon is loyal to the false queen, and thus a traitor to the crown. Traitors, as you may know, are to be executed for their crimes. The King Aegon has declared they be slaughtered on sight."

Aemond's eye flickered over Luke's face.

"If, however, you shut your mouth and cease your lies, you will continue to live. If, indeed, you are not Lucerys, you have committed no crime and have no reason to be locked in this cage."

"You would release me?" Luke asked, aghast. This did not sound like the Aemond Targaryen he knew.

"From these conditions, yes," said Aemond. "But I cannot in good faith allow a liar to walk the streets of King's Landing, potentially garnering support for the false queen and rallying the poorfolk against us."

"I wouldn't —"

"I cannot accept the word of a liar. You are fortunate, however. I am in need of an attendant — a personal member of my staff, loyal to me in every way."

Luke swallowed hard. He had no idea what use he could be to Aemond, especially since he couldn't disguise himself in any way, even if his hair was cut clean. Every servant, courtesan, highborn — everyone in the Red Keep knew his face.

"What would you have me do?" Luke asked.

"Your highness," Aemond corrected.

Luke knew the bow even if he never used it himself. He took a step back and bowed to his highness Prince Aemond before he replied, "What use would you make of me, your highness?"

"Since my return from Storm's End, and my betrothal to the Lady Floris Baratheon, I have commissioned a larger bed for my room. It was installed this afternoon and needs —"

Aemond's eye met Luke's, and Luke's blood suddenly burned hot. The change in direction, so sudden, made him lightheaded.

"— breaking in."

Luke might not have had experience in such matters, but since his recent betrothal to the Princess Rhaena, he'd begun an awkward yet thorough education with the Maester SOMEONE on how to perform his martial duties. It was the kind of thing Aegon would often joke about. Jace would sometimes also jest as long as his own betrothed was not brought into the conversation. Luke's eyes had been opened to a brand new world in recent months. It led to many late-night explorations alone in his bed, and while he'd often thought of Rhaena, he could not deny that there had been times — as depraved or unwelcome as they might have been — that he would touch himself and wonder how it would feel if he touched another man, or perhaps another man would touch him in return.

He'd firmly repressed all of these thoughts, because the man in his fantasy never changed, and never looked at him with more than one eye.

"I will," Luke whispered. "Your highness."

A flicker crossed through the shadowed features on Aemond's face, as if he truly thought Luke a liar. Luke did not tear his gaze away until movement distracted him; Aemond brought his hand to his waist — on a normal day, he would wear a dagger there, but on this day, he'd secured a ring of iron keys. Luke watched, breath held, as Aemond's nimble fingers released the ring from his belt and took hold of a key nearly identical to the others. Luke did not know which one opened his cell, but Aemond must have known, because he picked it with assurance and slid it neatly into the hole in the door.

Aemond turned his wrist and the door to the cell rattled loudly, louder than Luke's screams, and the door separating them opened outward. With key still in hand, Aemond took two slow steps forward, the light disappearing behind him. Luke watched as his features darkened but his hair, pulled half back as always, shone with the luster befitting a true Targaryen. He invaded Luke's space until they were but a breath away from touching. Luke could feel Aemond's heat, matching the fire that boiled within him as well. Aemond loomed, taller than Luke by nearly a full head, and in order to keep contact Luke had to crane his chin up. Aemond's long hair fell forward, brushing a thousand times, a thousand explosions against Luke's skin.

"You know what I ask of you, yes?"

Luke's breath strained in his throat, so he nodded his response.

"You will be loyal to me, and only me?"

Aemond's gaze was so intense Luke did not dare to look away.

"Yes," Luke breathed.

"It has been reported that Lucerys Velaryon died along with his dragon over the waters of Shipbreaker Bay. He no longer exists. If you agree to be mine — mine — I will never call you by that name."

"Yes, my Prince."

Everything about Aemond's expression changed in that moment; he was no longer predatory, dangerous. With all the speed of the saunter here, Aemond lifted the iron key and traced it over Luke's cheekbone. Luke's eyelids fluttered in response; they were two dragons on top of each other, and the cold dank of the dungeon had long made way to their boiling blood. The key was cool to the touch, a welcome reprieve.

Aemond's eyes followed the key, how it trailed over Luke's cheek, down his formidable jawline, and over his plush lower lip. Luke's mouth opened willingly, and he could taste the tang of the metal that dragged his lip down.

"You must be careful how you address me, boy," Aemond whispered, staring intently at the key against Luke's pink lip.

"No," Luke breathed.

Aemond dropped the key at once and seized Luke by the throat, crushing his airway with a strong hand. The danger was back in his eye.

"Already you say no to me?" he commanded.

"Not — not boy," Luke sputtered around the restriction of his breath. "Say it — say it right."

Aemond's hand did not loosen around Luke's throat; he felt lightheaded for certain this time. Aemond continued to squeeze until what little light Luke could see began to fade, and then he suddenly relaxed but did not let go and Luke gasped for breath, unable to double over due to Aemond's tight hold.

"Be careful how you speak to your Prince, taoba," Aemond said, his voice a snarl, deeper than Luke had ever heard it. The word — improper, dismissive, demeaning — caused Luke's skin to ignite. Every touch was another wave of fire, from the hand around his neck to the stands of silver caressing his face, and Luke was certain he would explode.

"Tell me again," Aemond demanded, his voice still low, like a wolf, like a bear. "If I free you from this dungeon and take you in my bed, you will be loyal to me?"

"Take me anywhere, and I will be yours."

The keys fell to the floor with a clatter, but not nearly as loud as the sound of the door when Aemond kicked it closed. Aemond's lips were upon his in an instant. Luke was betrothed to Rhaena — a match he found more than acceptable — but they had yet to speak alone, much less experiment with kisses or touches in the way Luke knew Jace had. Luke had yet to taste anyone, but Aemond tasted like flame itself. It should have burned, yet Luke could take it because they were the same. Aemond's mouth, wet, unrelenting, slotted comfortably against Luke's. They opened with each other, explored with each other, pushing so hard in both directions that they vied for balance and ended up crashing hard to the ground. Aemond's hands protected Luke's head from hitting the stony floor but gripped so hard the pain was just as intense.

Luke now had the knowledge to act as a husband to a wife, but he had no knowledge of how to act as a boy to a prince, but he knew something more than kissing would happen in the cell of the castle dungeon. He ached with this knowledge and ached for Aemond to touch him. He had never wanted anything more in is life — not a crown, not a lordship, not even a legitimate birth. He would be a bastard and a traitor a thousand times if Aemond Targaryen would touch him just once.

Aemond continued to pull at his hair, wordlessly demanding control while Luke continued to lose his own, but lowered his other hand to the knot of Luke's breeches. There was no hope of untying such a knot in this state, and so Aemond pulled hard, releasing Luke's aching cock to the heat between them. The desire for a touch — any touch — increased tenfold, even worse than it had been, and even while they kissed unendingly, Luke was certain he would die if he did not earn release soon.

Luke could hear more rustling but felt nothing until — there. Not a hand, but Aemond's own hard length now against him. Luke instinctively thrust his hips for friction, and the result was a cry so loud and so unlike himself that Luke was certain it was Aemond who had emitted it. Aemond had not; he had done it, and his lips ceased to function when Aemond thrust back.

"Louder," Aemond growled against his mouth. "Hold nothing back."

Luke would not have been able to control his volume if he'd tried. His moans echoed off the walls of the cell, bounced out and down the hallway so everyone on this side of the dungeon would know he felt his first true pleasure here in a place where others came to die.

"Taoba," Aemond growled back. "Taoba."

"Dārilaros," Luke begged, and that was it for Aemond. Luke felt the heat of his release upon his bare stomach. It was enough to free him as well from the burden of his desire, and he peaked hard.

It lasted but a moment but also forever, and when he could see again, Aemond into his eye, wearing a smirk Luke had never seen before.

"Be careful, taoba," Aemond said to him. "Servants do not speak Valyrian."

"I am sorry, my prince," Luke responded. "It seems in my pleasure I have transcended to the heavens and received the tongue of the old gods."

"You will receive no tongue but mine."

It had been mere seconds since his release, but Luke felt the flame ignite again.

TBC...

[bmbochangetales]

My wife was making fun of some woman. We were at a work party and my CEO’s latest arm candy was there. My wife and several others were at the table quietly laughing and making fun of her. Calling her a bimbo and making fun of the way she spoke. But the second I heard her mimic that voice, I wanted her to be a bimbo too.

I thought about it often the next few days. Hearing her talk in that voice. She would never go for that in bed. We had a plain boring nearly scheduled sex life. The boss’s new girlfriend stopped in the office one day and it just pushed me over the edge. I wished my wife was a bimbo like her.

As soon as I got home, I told the wife I needed to handle a few things. She mumbled some response as she continued cooking dinner, chatting away on the phone.

I pulled up a picture of my wife and the boss’s bimbo. I even found a video of her on her Instagram page. I imagined that silly high pitched voice coming from my wife. Adding in all the likes and cutting words short to her formerly pristine highly educated vocabulary. Big words becoming harder. She couldn’t remember the right sounds for her words. I began stroking my cock. It had been hard for so long. Up and down to that sound. I swear I could hear her down stairs on the phone.

“Oh my gawd, we had like this like big big party thingy for hubby’s work. And like soooooo many people were like there! It was like totes soooooooo fun”

She sounds so much better with that voice. Stroking harder. God I love bimbo voices. So dumb and silly. Women are just hotter when they talk like that. I imagine my wife talking like that forever. High bitch and breathy. No one will take her seriously, just like she and the others said at the party.

“Umm what do ya mean I like sound funny?” I heard her ask. I want her to talk like that more and more. She and all her friends should all talk like that. My cock gives a spurt of cum when she talks again.“Mmm I’m like totes sure I am like totes talkin normaler cuz like you talk same as me silly!”

I looked at the pictures. My wife was alright, maybe a bit plain. But my boss’s bimbo, she would stop traffic from space walking down the street. Especially her boobs. I wish my wife would have a big pair of tits like that.

“Uhm like ya! I totes luuuuuuvvvv having a big ol pair of double ds! My hubby soooo luvs them too!”

No, bigger. She would have a massive fake rack. All the wives and girlfriends would be whispering and mocking her just like she did at the party. No! They would all be bimbos too! But women on the street made fun of them all. They didn't understand it becvause they were too dumb to realize it.

“Yeah like H cup tiddies are so hawt and stuff! Everyone just stares at me cause I'm lik so cute and stuff”

She would wear sexy outfits like my boss's girlfriends. Bright and girly colors. Lots of pinks and neons. Her and her friends made fun of that, but it would be so hot to see them all like that dressing sexy for their men.

"So lik all my cloths are pink, and green and like orange and so pritty!!! omg gurl! we shuld go shopping! I need supa sexi stuff fir my man!"

I stroke erratically as i reached my climax. Cum was squirting everywhere. If only my wife was that type of bimbo. No wonder my boss was always so happy

I went down to dinner. And there on her knees was a much improved version of my wife. Even though I just came, I was hard again. Dinner was reheated hours later.