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cybercl0ne · 1 year ago

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can you please do brat taming with two masked men

Brat taming (200 follower special) // Ghost + Soap x NB!Reader // 18+

I gotchu my sweet, sweet anon 😇 (They/Them pronouns used)

Summary: For the last few weeks Ghost has been acting strange and finally shows you why and how to behave with a little bit of help.

TW: Anal, oral, giving/receiving, DP, Slapping, pounding, edging, minor degradation

A/N at the bottom!!!

You sat at the bar, sipping your smooth yet hard liquor, pondering on your last mission with your lieutenant.

Ghost was already acting off when you sat on the plane, talking to soap. His banter halted when Ghost grunted obnoxiously loud. “Focus on the mission Johnny.” He spat, shifting his stance to gaze at you. You scoffed, thinking Ghost just lived to ruin everything fun. He’d gruff and rumble when you and Soap would announce quietly that you were going out for drinks, or if Price would pay your shoulder just a little too long, his calloused fingers fathered on your vest. He’d talk your ear off if you’d walk out of your quarters to go to Farah‘s room. When Ghost walked into the bar, locking eyes with you, you assumed tonight would be no different. You watched from the side of your eyes as Ghost approached, sitting down a couple seats away, yet making his bearing presence known by penetrating his gaze into your face. You sigh, deciding to get to the bottom of his ruthless judgement over you. You’d never see the smirk on Ghost’s face when you travel over to him, his eyes stuck on your tempered face, agitated yet confused. He loved that look the most. “Soldier?” He grudged. You rolled your eyes, your hips swaying to one side.

“I assume you’re here to bombard me about drinking to?” You sass, looking at how he held himself, swinging his bourbon around, his devious mask still glued to his face. He didn’t respond, only grunting deeply like usual. You chuckle, sitting down next to him. “Why drink this stuff? It’s disgusting.” You claimed, tapping the table as you stared his drink. He lifted it to his jaw, unfolding his mask just enough to sip the drink. You watched in awe at the chiseled jawline, his stubble beard and his bulging hands. He catches your blunt eyes and laughs, showing his oddly sharp teeth.

“Bourbons the good stuff. Tells you about your age by how well you take it.” He jokes, taking pricks at you. You scoff. “Har, Har.” You jokingly smile, resting your arms on the table, nearly forgetting why you came over to him in the first place. You decide to pay your tab, tipping your lieutenant a goodnight, stepping out of the packed bar. You stand outside, grabbing a cigarette, deciding that if you didn’t use one now, Price would catch you using one again at the quarters.

Before you’re able to light it, a force snatched your cancer stick from your lips. You snarl, looking at the perpetrator. When you see its Ghost, you smack your tongue, putting the lighter away. “Not a smoker, huh?” You cough, looking up at the looming eyes of parental disappointment. You chuckle at the memory of that glare, seeing him place the cigarette on the muddy floor, squeezing it under his heavy-duty boots. “I know you’re aware it’s not good for you kid. Also not supposed to be doin’ it here anyway.” Ghost grunts. You scoff, feeling put on the spot. Soap pops up out of the bar, stumbling lightly until he spots the both of you.

“Hey LT, you and y/n taking a peek at Prices new ride to?” He says oblivious. You cross your arms, tempered. Ghost visibly looks at Soap confused. “No, I was just highlighting on how big of a dick someone’s being right now.” You slyly slip in, moving past the both of them. You stomp your way back to your room, still visioning Ghost’s eyes on you as you storm off.

As you get ready for bed you hear your door knock with ominous. You go to answer it, cooled down and clean with a warm shower, the steam flowing off of you. ��Soap? What are you doing out of your quarters?” You asked, opening the door for him, casually looking at him as he sat on your bed, his eyes staring at you in a different light that you couldn’t see. For the moment he ignored that you were in just a towel. “Y/n what’s your deal with LT?” He questioned, his voice neutral and curious. You were taken aback by his sudden question, blinking. “What do you mean? Are you talking about the fact that he treats me like an insignificant child, or that he can’t stand to be around me without taunting me?” You clap back, crossing your arms, the remembrance of what happened just a few minutes ago, bubbling up irritation. Your ranting is broken by Soap’s sudden movement. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Y/n from what I hear you’ve been out of line.” He says, approaching you slowly. Before you could react with a sassy retort Ghost busts through the door, closing it behind him, focusing his pure attention on his small little lamb in front of him. Tonight, he had a mission.

As you get ready for bed you hear your door knock with ominous. You go to answer it, cooled down and clean with a warm shower, the steam flowing off of you.

“Soap? What are you doing out of your quarters?” You asked, opening the door for him, casually looking at him as he sat on your bed, his eyes staring at you in a different light that you couldn’t see. For the moment he ignored that you were in just a towel. “Y/n what’s your deal with LT?” He questioned, his voice neutral and curious. You were taken aback by his sudden question, blinking. “What do you mean? Are you talking about the fact that he treats me like an insignificant child, or that he can’t stand to be around me without taunting me?” You clap back, crossing your arms, the remembrance of what happened just a few minutes ago, bubbling up irritation. Your ranting is broken by Soap’s sudden movement. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Y/n from what I hear you’ve been out of line.” He says, approaching you slowly. Before you could react with a sassy retort Ghost busts through the door, closing it behind him, focusing his pure attention on his small little lamb in front of him. Tonight, he had a mission.

“Oh y/n, see me and Johnny had a little chat. You’re not easy to work with, but now. Now I know how to fix that.” Ghost says, the boys closing in on you as you back up into a wall, confused and nervous. You could feel your mind drifting, your body feeling warmer.

“W-What are you two up to? Is this some kind of pr-“before you could finish Soap smashed into your lip, guiding you out of your comforting wall. Ghost follows closely behind, groping your ass, smirking at you. “W-What the hell guys! S-stop this!” You shout, sitting up on the bed after Ghost pushes you down on it. They look at each other and laugh. Your mouth sits open, gritting your teeth, before you speak, your face gets met with a hardy slap, the laugh, watching as you react. “You’re not in control anymore, pet.” Soap expressed, watching Ghost lay you back down, straddling your waist. Soap goes beside you, unzipping his pants eagerly.

“I found a great solution to get you to behave love, figured what you need is a good dick to fuck you into submission.” Ghost gruffly smirked, pulling off your towel roughly. You started screaming empty threats, trying to cover yourself. Soap and Ghost’s hungry eyes trailed all around your body, Soap pinning your hands above you as he tapped his cock on your lips. You grunted, shoving your mouth away from his twitching member. Ghost tsk’d loudly, sending a surging slap to your face again, you could feel the burning warmth of the slap, looking at ghost with fiery eyes. “That ought to bruise nicely. Now baby, get to sucking.” Soap chastised, tapping his heavy cock on your lips, you muttered a curse under your breath before taking the giant meat into your mouth, stretching to adjust to his size.

Ghost laughed, shifting his pants from his dick as it got uncomfortable in his boxers. “I can tell you want the same treatment~ don’t worry, I can be fair doll.” Ghost implied, kissing down your body, taking at your nipples, watching you squirm and groan at the touch. “Don’t talk with your mouth full darlin’ you’ll choke.” Ghost said deeply, sending your stomach into flips. You moan at his gaze, while flipping your attention to soap, watching him moan and bob your head as he loosely shoved his cock further down.

Ghost continued his journey down your body, stopping at your crotch. He wasted no time in slurping at you, not waiting to dig his tongue deep onto you. You wriggled under his mouth, closing your eyes, with your body being ravened. “Our little bunny’s getting overwhelmed by getting eaten and being stuffed.” Soap concludes, pumping in your mouth faster. You moan loudly, vibrating his vigorous cock, causing it to twitch.

“Are you gonna cum?” Ghost questions, stopping his motions to look at you, your eyes hazy and hanging low, while your lower half is damn near demolished in your own slick. “Naughty, I didn’t say you could cum yet.” Ghost monologues, you shift your hips, trying to tempt him back to permitting you his service. “They might not cum, but I’m about to-“ Soap interrupts, spraying his cum inside your mouth. You choke on his squirting cock, feeling your mouth get stuffed with his hot semen. Soap slowly pulls out his cock, tapping his overstimulated tip on your nose to open your mouth. “Open wide for me.” Soap demands, grabbing your face with minor force.

You still had a fiery glint in your eyes, still heating with lust. Soap raises his hand, scaling over you as a threat. You reluctantly open your mouth, displaying the load that he’d packed into your mouth. “Good..now I think you know what I want you to do darlin.” Soap slaps your chin, closing your mouth again, staring at you until he sees your throat bob, taking his cum down like a shot. Ghost watches intently, occasionally petting your bits. You swallow instinctively, pulling your attention to Ghost who smiled, his mask nearly off, yet you couldn’t depict him. “Beg me to cum. Beg for it.” Ghost smiled, playing with you, arising a heated moan from you. You shook your head, your glow of defiance, ever present. “Drop dead.” You explain, still embarrassingly wriggling to create some movement.

Ghost grunts, a scowl forming on his face. Soap chuckles along. “Uh oh. A little worldly advice, if you want to make it out of here in one piece, I’d beg.” You scoffed at his passive threat, watching Ghost closely and unsure. Ghost came to where Soap was, exchanging a single glance at each other before bluntly shoving his cock inside your mouth. Your eyes grew big, your mouth suddenly intruded. Your muffled protest were received with a hard laugh from the boys, Soap following behind ghost in action, rubbing his bare cock on your hole.

Your eyes trained on Soap's watching as he cooed his lips, clicking his tongue at your expression. "W-wait!-" Before you could even gurgle the sentence, Soap shoved into you with force, the instant clenching around him making him wriggle deeper into you. You arched our back, tears foaming into your eyes. Ghost tsk'd, his gaze never leaving your pearly eyes, glossed with pleasure and minor pain.

"Should've just been a good pet and begged." Ghost grunted, matching Soap's thrusting pattern. Soap chuckles, slapping his balls harder against your ass, his hands finding your chest, leaning on them for stability as he lifts your leg up, finding a better position to rock his cock inside you. You roll your eyes back, moaning into Ghost girthy cock, feeling each vein that twitched harder with each thrust through your pretty mouth. Overstuffed in both holes, you feel yourself drawing closer. You rock your hips as Soap starts pounding you harder, Ghost going along and full-on grabbing your head and bobbing you, thrashing your throat.

As you saw white small clouds you hear a sudden 'pop' from your lower half, feeling the rush of cold air instead of a full, steamed cock plowing you. Ghost smirks, pulling out of your mouth, his cock dribbled in precum and your precious spit.

"You missed your chance to cum before, best not to repeat love." Ghost grunted, slapping his moist cock on your cheek, your lips quivered with the hefty decision. You felt your face heat from sexual frustration and the need to release the tension that was inches away from exploding. "Go on, beg little one. Unless you want this to keep going...edging you each time, pulling out of you and watching your mind fight itself on an easy problem." Soap pestered, leaning into your face, licking up your cheek, meeting your eyes. He softly kisses your lips, Ghost gripping your breast, coming up the other side of your face, peppering it in hot kisses. You felt him leave massive hickeys on your neck, licking it after he'd tortured that part of your neck.

"F-fine! P-please..." You mumble. The boys shared a glance at each other, not satisfied. "What?! I begged, n-now keep going!" You demanded, rubbing your hips into their crotch, pacing your head back and forth from them.

"That's not good enough, and you know it love. Tell us what you want. Say it so me and Soap can fuck you stupid." Ghost inquired, whispering in your ear, gripping your chin, protruding your lips to mimic you. "Say it with those pretty, slutty lips." Soap adds, slapping your chest.

"God please! Please stick your cock inside my holes! Stuff me full of your warm cum!" You shout, humping your hips into Soap's twitching cock. Ghost smiles darkly, instantly kissing your lips before burring his cock back where it belongs, inside your mouth. Ghost groans upon reentering. His hot flesh meeting your acute mouth. Soap leads close behind, backing his rock-hard dick inside you. He seethes at your hole inviting him in, begging for him to pound you harder.

"Just like that~ Your so good y/n, takin' us so well." Soap says, rubbing your stomach as he pounds harder. You grip onto the sheets under you, feeling the current of the thrusting from both of the men, feeling yourself feeling drunk on cock. You sucked and prodded at Ghost member, hearing him moan over you. Soap grips your hips, slamming into your hips lustfully, like a dog in heat.

"Oh shit- I-I'm gonna cum! What do you say LT? Should we fill this brat up?" Soap banters, grunting in between. Ghost groans, rolling his head. He doesn't respond, only grunting in approval.

"Cum. Cum you little slut!" Ghost demanded, giving his final shove before unloading his cock full of warm milk inside your mouth, Soap peering behind, shoving his cock deep inside you, unleashing his sticky load. You arched your back, the feeling of both of their cum dripping down your stuffed holes driving you over the edge and sending you into a much-needed climax. You held your mouth open, showing Ghost his mess in your mouth, your eyes peeled to his reaction. You swallowed, cum drunk.

"Good fucking pet." Ghost soothed, kissing your lips, tasting himself and the mixing flavors of you on his tongue. The rushing feeling traveling through your head, and down your shaking legs. Ghost walks around the bed, grabbing water. Soap lifts you up, peppering your sweat, fucked out face in kisses. When Ghost came back, he gave you the water, Soap sitting up and taking out a cigarette.

"Hey! how come it's ok for him to smoke?!" You shouted, Soap continuing as he lit his stick. "Cause I'm not into Johnny." Ghost grumbled, caressing your cheek. You stared at him, lightly fuming. "Ouch LT, guess I shouldn't confess." Soap laughs, slipping his pants and military shirt on before getting up. Ghost grunts toward Soap, not verbally thanking him. Soap sighs content. "Glad I could help LT. See ya' tomorrow Y/n." Soap says, closing the door behind him.

Ghost slides into bed, clutching you and dragging you to him, his boxer fabric rubbing against you, his limb dick, pricking your ass. "Never knew you could be so docile and submissive when you beg." Ghost smugly complimented. You jabbed him in the abdomen, hearing him let out a dry laugh. "Just don't fucking do it again!" You pouted lightly, nuzzling into the big rock.

"We'll see love."

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AN:) I wanted to just thank you all for getting me this far and I promise I'll have a better follower special when we reach that milestone! <3!

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ink-n-shadow · 5 months ago

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Angel reader and demon Simon first argument.

He storms off and leaves for countless of days, till he comes back with some fruits to ease his way into her forgiving heart..

this might be my favorite thing i've written for demon!ghost yet...

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𝜗𝜚 the one where angel!reader and demon!ghost get into their first argument

𝜗𝜚 pairing: broken angel!reader x demon!ghost, brief incubus!soap x angel!reader 𝜗𝜚 cw: mature themes (no smut but minors still DNI), angel!reader being a brat, ghost disappearing 𝜗𝜚 link to all my works in the demon!ghost au can be found here

"y'still fuckin' poutin'?"

the feathers at the base of your wings bristle at the sound of his rumbling voice, but you refuse to turn to face him, instead letting your legs dangle out over the bottom of your new cage once again suspended up above the expansive living room. your arms are locked tightly around the hand-welded bars, cheek smushed against one of them as you let out a rather petulant sigh.

all you had asked of ghost was if he would ever let you out—allowing you to walk the expanse of his palace with little restriction. it wasn’t like you would try to run away!

ghost just scoffs bitterly, muttering something about you being difficult under his breath before disappearing through the monstrous living room doors and slamming them shut behind him. the force is enough to rattle your cage slightly, causing it to sway from side to side and jostling you around a bit.

“don’t do that, ghost!” you scream after him as your fingers curl tightly around the bars, trying to keep yourself upright and stable amongst the tremoring movements. “you…you asshole.”

and that would be the last time you saw ghost for days. he would send one of his buddies (an incubus who you learned was named johnny) to lower your cage and feed you at the same times every day. at least johnny was more chatty and lenient than ghost, letting you roam around to your hearts content under the guise of “promise y’won’t tell ‘em? he’ll have my fuckin’ head on a bloody pike if he knew i let his bird out.”

you got to see places you’d never been able to before, like the large kitchen filled with gourmet meals and ingredients courtesy of Hell’s finest. you also found a smithing shop tucked outside near the labyrinth, stocked with the finest metals and blown glass you ever could’ve imagined. that’s where you see the scraps from when ghost made your new cage, multiple ruined plaques where he’d written things like “GHOST’S SWEET ANGEL” and promptly scratched through them.

but you know ghost is coming back one day when johnny’s delicately placing you back inside of the gold cage, latching the cuff around your ankle as his other hand gropes at the fat of your outer thigh (“so fuckin’ soft. how’s the bastard not takin’ care of ye yet, hen?”).

you can hear the distinct and heavy thumps of ghost’s steps before you see him, ambling into the living room with a large wicker basket full of goodies hidden neatly beneath a white silk cloth. you scramble to the other side of the cage, brows pinched together in reignited anger as you listen to ghost quietly moving to the other wall and beginning to turn the crank to lower you.

it’s silent as the chains suspending you groan with loud creaks, cage slowly descending from the ceiling until you’re once again safely on the living room floor. ghost doesn’t even breathe a word to you until he’s gently pulling you out of the cage’s bares, clawed hand pulling the cuff from your ankle and soothing the slightly raw skin with a gentle massage.

“y’have fun with johnny, i take it?” ghost muttered under his breath as he manhandles you with ease until you’re perched on one of his muscled thighs once more, thick arm looped behind your back to keep you upright and the other moving to card through your hair with an unseen gentleness.

you don't bother responding verbally, offering ghost a halfhearted shrug as you unconsciously sink deeper into the comforting touch of his hot skin against yours. as frustrated and angry as you are with ghost, you know deep down that you had actually missed him while he was gone.

ghost simply hums at your shrug, nodding his head gently as he pulls the wicker basket closer to his other thigh. "brought y'some new snacks to try—dunno if y'like 'em, but they looked good."

the demon doesn't wait for you to respond before he's uncovering the basket and letting your eyes fall upon the right feast he brought for you. it's stocked full of your usual favorites—ripe plums, pomegranates, peaches, wheels of different cheeses, freshly baked loaves of bread, and fresh cuts of meat and jerky. but he's also brought you an assortment of what looks like baked desserts, different cakes and cookies wrapped neatly in red ribbon. there's also different candies, sugared gummies and hard jawbreakers in neat pouches.

"don't be shy, angel. try somethin' f'me," ghost coos softly in your ear as he points to one of the small desserts, pulling your hand over and letting your small fingers rest on the edge of the basket.

another petulant huff leaves your lips before you're complying with his command, reaching out to pluck one of the cakes from the top of the basket and bringing it to your opened mouth. you can barely stop the soft moan of content that follows, eyes fluttering closed and a soft smile flickering onto your lips as the flavors of chocolate and peanut butter bleed out onto your tongue.

and ghost lets you eat in peace (and allows you to feed yourself for once), simply leaning back against the arm of the couch and placing a thick arm behind his head as he simply watches you indulge in the treats he brought. once you're full and satiated, he's pulling you up off his lap, standing up to his full height and taking the still almost full wicker basket up with him.

he's almost to the open kitchen door when he peers at you over his shoulder, noticing you toying with the gold cuff and trying to secure it around your ankle. "the hell 're ya doin', angel?"

"getting back into my cage?" you answer meekly under the heated gaze ghost is casting your way, trembling fingers letting the cuff clatter to the floor as you peer up at him with big eyes. you barely catch the soft shake of ghost's head before he's going into the kitchen, calling after you.

"no more cage, 'lright? why don't you go out to the garden for a bit? or y'can go lay down in my bed."

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afriendlyblackhottie · 3 years ago

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Rude

Request: I’m rewatching Fantastic Four, and it made me remember how hot Johnny is(pun not intended) so if you could do some Dom Johnny with a black reader, that would be amazing!! I love your writing sweetheart

Summary: Johnny is tired of your attitude and has to put you in your place.

Pairings: Johnny Storm x black!brat!Reader

Warnings: minors dni, smut, bdsm, daddy kink, brat tamer, tied up, crop use

(A/N: sorry this took me so long nonnie. I don’t normally write Johnny so I didn’t know what to do and then just kinda figured it out 🤷🏾‍♀️ lol hope you liked it. Like, follow, comment, reblog 💜 ✌🏾)

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No pun intended, but Johnny knew he had a bit of a reputation as a hot head. He was reckless. Always wanting to live on the edge. It’s what always got him into trouble.

Sometimes though when things really got under his skin, he couldn’t help it when he reacted. Like for example, the way you’d been acting a few hours ago. Bad attitude turned on and in need of being put in your place.

You’d been rude as fuck all night. He didn’t know what your deal was and as far as he could tell you didn’t have one. That’s okay. He’d just need to do something’s to set you straight.

Normally he at least waited until the two of you were alone for him to say anything. Except this time he couldn’t even bother. He’d had it up to here with you and if you’d just behaved maybe you wouldn’t be tied up right now.

“Daddy, I’m sorry,” you whimpered as he hit you again with the crop. Ass up to the sky as stood behind you. Forcing you to savor each sting in between each slap.

“Yeah?” He asked, tossing the toy to the side. You’d had enough. He could move onto a new method now. “You’re sorry?” He straightened out your back as you started to falter from you being on your tip toes leaning over the dining room table. “I know you’re fucking sorry.”

His hands smoothed over your ass. Squeezing it as he came to stand behind you. Pushing his covered cock against you. Hands tied behind your back.

Fuck he wonders what everyone would say if they could see you right now. Spread open just for him. Waiting to see him fuck into their little princess. Taking control of you like no one else could.

“Gonna fucking behave for me?” He asked, unzipping his pants. Freeing himself from the confines of his jeans. Then going back to touching your pussy as soon as his hard cock stood straight out in attention. So close to your little hole.

“Yes.” You whined moving your hips back so you could at least try to make some contact with his cock head.

“I dunno. You’re already fucking up by acting like a depraved slut,” he teased. Fuck he loved seeing you so desperate for him. His fingers playing with your wet clit. Fuck this drippy pussy was going to be the death of him.

“I promise I’ll be good. Just, please? I need it,” you begged with a sniffle.

Who was he to deny that.

As he pushed into you, you let out a squeak. Thick cock filling you up to the brim as he used the tie wrapped around your wrists for leverage. Slamming into you just the way he knew you liked.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” you cried as he fucked into you. Making it hurt so damn good. Sometimes he wondered if you acted like that in front of him on purpose. Like maybe you wanted to get punished. Not that he minded. If no one else was going to check you, he damn sure didn’t mind being the one to do it. Especially when it meant fucking the brat out of you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah he knew who your father was. Your last name was important and shit, but Johnny couldn’t bring himself to care. You’d needed a daddy to put you in your place and he was happy as fuck to fill that role.

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thornsnvultures · 2 years ago

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Johnny Storm x fem!Reader

455 wc, smut, fluff, possessive bf!Johnny

18+ blog, minors dni or you will be blocked (and maimed)

for @starchildbucky 💙

divider by @firefly-graphics

🍁 fluff/kinktober masterlist

"That's my girl."

If you could bury your face deeper into the crook of Johnny's neck you would. Your face is warm and not just from the subtle heat radiating off his body.

"You okay, bunny?"

You hum into his skin. His pulse thumps a strong, steady beat under your lips.

It's cold, the first snow of the season has come early even for the small mountain town you and Johnny are staying in for the weekend. But you can barely tell, wrapped in the arms of your furnace of a boyfriend. His soft, cream colored sweater is the only piece of clothing you have on, your bottom half covered by a quilt that Johnny pulled off the back of the couch and draped over you both. He didn't want you to feel cold for a second, even between the multiple rounds of lovemaking that started since you got to the cabin and had only stopped moments ago.

He was warming you from the inside out, every inch of you claimed by him. And he wouldn't let you forget it.

"Who's pussy is this?"

"Y-Yours, Johnny," you whimpered as his hips pistoned into you from below, holding you still with a tight grip on your hips.

"That's right, bunny. My pussy. Only I can make you feel this good."

If it was anyone else you'd roll your eyes and scoff, but the fact that your eyes were already rolled back in your head from four, no, five orgasms proved his point for him. No one had ever made you feel this good before. No one made you feel this wanted, this cared for, this loved until Johnny came into your life. Sure he was cocky and a bit of a brat, but he was always there with a smile and his arms open wide for you to run to, to hold you and comfort you like you were his whole world. His everything.

"Give me one more, bunny. One more. Need to feel you squeeze me dry, baby."

Your legs shook around Johnny's trim waist as he bounced you on his cock, his fingers rubbing at your oversensitive clit.

"Johnny!"

You bit into his shoulder as you came, collapsing against his sweaty chest.

"Fuck," Johnny growled as his hips jerked and his cock spilled his spend into your tight, wet heat. You could feel pulse after pulse, seemingly endless until it slipped out around his cock, dripping onto his balls and the couch below.

You're both still, enjoying just being in each other's arms with no intention of moving any time soon. Johnny's hand moves from your hip to your back, rubbing soothing circles as he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

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onsunnyside · 2 years ago

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𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐀𝐔𝐬

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𝑨𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒓:

Dark!Andy (uhm… you get knocked up)

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ari x brat!reader

baker!ari (lovesick needy!ari)

beefy sugar daddy!ari

cam!stepbro!ari

cult!Ari AU

college football player!frat boy!ari x cheerleader!reader (rivals with benefits)

daddy!ari x trophy wife!reader (to dilf!ari x milf!reader)

dilf roommate!ari

farm hand!ari

firefighter!ari

hunter!ari (dark)

lumberjack daddy!ari

mean mechanic daddy!ari

minotaur au: ari | bull hybrid!ari

orc!ari

older art professor!ari

police officer!ari

robber!Ari

roommate alpha!ari

shy best friend!ari has a crush on you

sleazy cop ari

stepdad!ari (dark doctor!ari)

stoner!ari x oblivious!reader

Sugar Daddy!Ari (with sugar baby!reader, sugar baby!ransom)

tattoo artist!ari

vampire king!ari x princess!reader

werewolf daddy ari (x runaway princess!reader)

𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕:

bad boy stepbro!curtis

Big boss daddy Curtis (ballerina AU)

Daddy Curtis

Lumberjack AU

minotaur au: curtis

tattoo artist!curtis

𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏:

Soft Dark Jake Jensen

streamer bf!jensen

𝑱𝒐𝒉𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎:

FMX!Johnny Storm

𝑳𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒅 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏:

Lloyd Hansen Basement Wife AU

Stache AU (cop AU & swim coach AU)

𝑴𝒓. 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒚:

Mr. Freezy AU (hitman au)

𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒎 𝑫𝒓𝒚𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒆:

Sugar Daddy!Ransom

𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 (& 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚, 𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓):

Beauty and the Beast AU

dummies in love (himbo!steve x airhead)

Personal trainer!Steve

Priest!Steve

Professors Stucky AU

Street Racer AU (fast & furious AU)

#onsunnyside #into the sonnyverse masterlist

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tastyykpop · 3 years ago

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⚠︎𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶: these are all smut fics. if you don't like them, please don't read them.

♡ Crazy In Love- Part 4 (Yandere!Mafia!Baekhyun x Reader)

Punishments and pleasure. Not for you though, no you'll be the one crying in the end.

♡ Mr. Perfect (Enemy!Bully!Fuckboy!Donghyuck x Fuckgirl!Reader. On Hold</3)

A simple bet on who can get the highest body count on campus; whoever loses has to do whatever the winner wants. Can you beat Donghyuck?

♡ A Fox's Innocence- (Dream 00 Line x Fox Hybrid!Reader. Request)

Learn what you want, even the most sexual of things. Your innocence takes a toll on your roommates, leaving you crying for them during your heat. It's 4 against 1, and they're here to ruin you.

♡ Cutie (Dilf!Johnny x Reader)

Mr. Suh has a knack for cute things, you being one of them. 'Cutie' is his go-to nickname and people think its just adorable. If only they knew why he loved that name.

♡ Mistakes Were Made (Butler!Jeno x Rich!Brat!Reader. Request)

You were quite the menace. A pretty, uptight, and plain disrespectful person. Jeno has had enough, and finally put his foot down. But he didn't mention that toys would be involved.

♡ A Push Is All It Takes (Nerd!Jaemin x Reader)

Jaemin, the sweet and shy quiet kid everyone knows and loves. Maybe you shouldn't have taken that kindness for granted.

After you were caught reading fanfics of Mark, you were threatened to be fired from SM and have the fic sent to the other members. To save your job and image however, you needed to help Mark whenever and wherever he wanted, if not, say goodbye to that job and what's left of your dignity.

♡ Work Of Fiction (Idol!Mark x Mua!Reader. Request)

♡ Give It To Me Baby (Puppy Hybrid!Jeno x Reader)

As a dog sitter, you're used to staying at others houses for days to watch their dogs while they're away. But a week with a hybrid that's trying to get in your pants? This is not what you signed up for.

♡ Sugar, Yes Please (Idol!Sugar Daddy!Johnny x Sugar Baby!Reader. Request)

Being an idol doesn't stop Johnny from wanting to breed everytime. Even if you are just his sugar baby.

♡ Rush (F1 Racer!Baekhyun x Reader. Request)

When all you can think about is that rookie racer thats taking everyone by storm, Baekhyun gets too jealous for his liking. He'll have to remind you who you belong to.

♡ Messy (Jeno x Reader. Request)

Jeno really needs you. Like right now. Yet you're too busy doing errands, he'll just have to wait.

♡ How They Treat You (Dilf!NCT 127 x Reader. Request)

Title speaks for itself.

♡ One Day At A Time (Fox Hybrid!Jaemin x Bunny Hybrid!Reader. Request)

You'd think a fox hybrid would be a lot rougher with a prey like yourself. Not Jaemin, he's gentle, playful, and sweet, he could easily be mistaken as a puppy instead. However, after an encounter with his ex, you've come to figure out that Jaemin really isn't as soft as he's showing. To get him where you want him, you'll have to test his patience until he breaks. Even if it takes seven days.

These will all come out randomly and more will be added soon in the future.

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swinterr · 4 years ago

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fic rec vi ♡

hi!

this is a another new set of fic rec and i’ll probably do a compilation of genre (?) just like the first ones.

made some changes like tidying up a bit and adding summary, for those that doesn’t have any summary i’ll try my best to add my own summary (it will probably be shit tho, i ain’t making a smut summary guys, i’m not confident in my describing a fic ability but i’ll try my best. if its in italic it means i made the summary hehez ) if the summary is shit, i made it okay.

read and support the fic and authors here: the fic rec ♡

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

nct

jeno

no title by @tyongf-nct | s

- smut blurb.

body guards and boyfriend by @pastelsicheng | f

- sometimes the only way you can really get some alone time with your boyfriend is by making his job hard.

lipstick smears by @kopikokun | f

- jeno never thought trying to get his makeup artist’s attention would be this hard.

jaehyun

[10:30] by @moonttaeil |

- a lockdown moment.

[2:40] by @nct-jungjaehyun | f a

- cute quality fluff time with bf!jae with a dash of angst.

[11:41] by @jeongvision | f

- family time with apples.

just like magic by @starryhyuck | f s

- jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.

love to hate me by @moonctzeny | s a

- you and jaehyun meet as sm trainees, developing a friendship until he debuts and you decided to leave the company and pursue a solo career. when you reunite again in a music show and he acts like he barely knows you, you stubbornly begin a series of hate-brimmed sex rendez-vous. your touch-and-go relationship continues on, until a song collaboration will force you both to deal with all your repressed feelings for each other.

moving on by @ddeonghwaa | f a

- reader has been chasing jae for some time but when she moved on jae suddenly enter the picture.

sun&moon by @ppangjae | f a

- asking jeong jaehyun to accompany you to your family’s 1-week christmas vacation as your boyfriend has its consequences. one can surely get through 1 week of pretending to be in love with an enemy, right?

snack run with a snack by @kopikokun | f

- on your usual movie night with the members, they assign you sudden snack collecting duty. you’re a little peeved, but at least jaehyun offers to tag along. Unfortunately for you, things really aren’t going in your favour tonight.

lover boy by @neoct-zen | f s

- bunch fics of lover boy jae and reader.

jungwoo

one more time, please by @haequarius | f s

- you don’t know what you and Jungwoo are, but you are certainly weak for him.

jealous by @whiplashsan | s

- jungwoo is all smiles and sunshine until he gets jealous, and he just so happens to get jealous over the smallest things when it comes to you.

doyoung

sugar, spice and everything not nice by @alreadyblondenow | s

- doyoung getting your ring size wrong, unprotected sex, kitchen sex, slight fingering, wedding tragedies.

no title by @ncteaxhoe | s

- dom!doyoung, rough? i need holy water.

the little one by @ethaeriyeol | f

- a gift of life; female reader x husband!Doyoung; fluff, light angst, married au

lucas

exquisite taste by @weishenkonbini | s f

- smut but with a fluffy ending.

for you always by @labyrinthsofyou | f

- in which you surprise yukhei when he forgets about your date.

6:19 by @cozykpopblurbs | f

- a cute fluff ft kun and winwin.

10:18 pm by @nctsoftarchives | f

- reader supports lucas at his superm debut stage.

16:47 by @sichengssmile | f s

- a fluffy smut. lucas a big boi.

missed you by @tokyobts | a f

- after you and yukhei broke up, yukhei still has feelings for you. he reaches out to you at school and tries to get you back. at first you avoid him but later his actions manage to make your heart flutter. you’ve come to a sudden conclusion that you maybe still want him in your life.

johnny

34 + 35 by @domjaehyun | s

- you and your husband johnny decide to take your marriage to the next step.

i couldn’t wait a little longer by @alreadyblondenow | s f a

- you two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. it was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. johnny tried, you tried but it never happens.

what happens in korea, not stays in korea by @alreadyblondenow | f s

- a week vacation in korea for your sister’s wedding became even more exciting when a famous dj had a crush on you. johnny was sure that it’s love at first sight. not putting both of your careers on the line, you two had no regrets when the time comes and you finally leave.

laundry day by @immabiteyou | s

- a domestic fluffy smut.

make a wish by @sluttyten | s f a

- you’re jungwoo’s sister, and he’s made it clear he wants you and Johnny to have nothing to do with each other. so you and johnny start fake dating to piss him off.

want it all by @sluttyten | f s

- you are entirely innocent to the point of being naive. johnny is not innocent, but he loves that you are because it means he can teach you everything you don’t know.

sungchan

wish i was her by @softsungchan | f a

- you wished you were her, laying in Sungchan’s arms and feeling his warm breath on your neck, giggling about sweet nothings whispered into the starry night. You wished for it to be you, the girl he liked.

2:21 am by @the32ndbeat | f

- sungchan being whipped, thru a text message.

haechan

14:52 by @ukiyoexo | f

- a cute haechan and reader ft the reader’s baby sister moment.

prince’s order by @nsheetee | f

- prince haechan nurses you after you faint, and orders you to stay with him until you feel better.

sweet treat by @markresonates | s

- haechan takes you for ice cream but all you can think about is sex with him. when you act like a brat, eventually you end up in the bathroom. with no panties.

clingy by @love-mi | f

- I’m not clingy! I just love your company and constantly want to be around you and have your full attention at all times

mark

hyuck is always right by @luvrenjun00 | f

- ceo!mark x reader ft baby donghyuck. a tooth-rotting fluff.

taeyong

snow storm by @whereisten | f s

- a fluffy smut whilst a snow storm.

1:59 by @smoll-tangerine | f

- reader and taeyong ft my favorite game (where i always die first) among us!

bts

taehyung

is this allowed 1 2 by @seokiie | f s

- how were you supposed to know bts would be filming at your coffee shop today? how were you supposed to know a certain curly-haired boy would take a liking to you?

cabin pressure | f by @jiminrings | f

- pilot!y/n who accidentally became famous bc of a viral post about her, best friend!jimin!, taehyung having a shy lil crush on you aND ot7 being meanies for a tad bit :((

art major!tae and biochem major!yn | f by @jiminrings | f

- tae’s cold and probably needs a friend more than he needs a model, y/n feels this nEED to take care of him, a term of enderment then a dash of emotional constipation and a sprinkle of jealousy :D

gank mid lane by @kimtaehyunq | f s

- gank / verb: (in a video game) use underhand means to defeat or kill (a less experienced opponent)

birthday surprise by @ephemeralkookie |

- like every year, you prepare a little surprise for your boyfriend’s birthday, one that you’ve been preparing for days. and after a very tiring day, taehyung only wants to spend the night in your loving arms.

jungkook

cookies & cream | s by @1kook | f s

- jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (and maybe having his dick sucked.)

unholy night | s by @ephemeralkookie | f s

- after a christmas day passed with the Jeon’s family, Jungkook decides to transform the holy night into an unholy one.

‘a short’ abstinence | s a by @seokiie | s a

- maybe blue-balling you boyfriend (who has an insanely high sexual drive) wasn’t the best.

in which she’s done with him by @minstrivia | a

- jungkook angst/fluff where he always pushes oc away (who confesses her feelings but was cruelly rejected) and insults her but she always comes back to take care of him when he’s drunk or picks him up from his one night stands and she finally decides to leave him alone.

bad influence by @noteguk | s

- in which you know jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.

jock!jk and shy art major!yn by @jiminrings | f

- established relationship ft. jock!jk and shy art major!y/n, y/n gets an unexpected pep talk and jungkook doubts himself, and either so much tears or so much dUST according to kook

special affair by @1oserjk | f

- sugar daddy au except it’s just jk spoiling u thru animal crossing

fairy of shampoo by @ironicarmy | f s

- sundays are for relaxation, house cleaning, and happiness.

abstract ft bob ross by @mimithings97 | f

- paintbrush in one hand, joint in the other and you sitting on his dick is what jeongguk wants. and what jeongguk wants, jeongguk gets.

badboy!jungkook by @jungshookz | f

- badboy!jungkook falls for good girl reader ft the boys and the reader’s apple.

growing by @lesgetittkookie | f

- dad!jungkook teacher his daughter how to walk. super super cute family/domestic fluff.

quiet, baby by @bratkook | s

- i don’t how to write a summary on smuts so imma just put this. reader and jungkook doing something in the subway.

still want that by @whatifyoulivelikethat | s

- fucking min yoongi ex-girlfriend? a terrible idea. being hopelessly in love with her at the same time? an even worse idea. knowing he was being used and still doing it anyway? ah, Jeon Jungkook, what are you doing? part 2 of savage love.

desiderium by @jeonggukingdom | f s

- “we’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still so horny?”. a newlyweds!au smut.

chapstick by @softyoongiionly | f s

- based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. or jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you.

lover boy by @jingukk | f

- jungkook likes you. a lot.

unexpected confession by @sunkissedjk | f

- you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings, but it seems everyone in school knows about it before you could even find him.

string attached by @ephemeralkookie | s

- jungkook is what we can call your sexfriend. No strings attached, just you and him having fun and releasing the huge pressure and stress of being idols. But after spending an entire day together, you realize that maybe he’s not just your sexfriend.

no title by @himbojk | f s

- dilf jk.

astro

eunwoo

ceo!eunwoo by @m0onbean

no title by @yutopiada | f

- a cute idol!reader and eunwoo moment at a music show.

disney by @bangchan-sonyeondan | f

- a cute date with eunwoo at disney. reader likes vintage things hence using a disposable camera.

baby, it’s cold outside by @fresh-outta-jams | f

- a cute cold christmas fluff with eunwoo ft. the boys. reader went to the boys’ place for a sweater and cocoa gift exchange.

got7

yugyeom

cruel brothers by @imsarabum | f

- jackson and jaebum have always acted as if they were your big, overprotective brothers. so when they both walk in on you and yugyeom in a very intimate position, things get a little tense!

txt

soobin

a special night by @gyuluster | f

- an intimate insight on the first night of choi soobin’s wedding, consisting of kitchen floors, witches and an eternity of love.

boughs & branches by @jeogiyall | f

- decorating the tree with boyfriend! choi soobin from txt! fluffity fluff fluff with a lot of cute fluff thrown in and a dash of christmastime fluff.

sleepy binnie by @immabiteyou | s

- “i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now. “ a sleepy soobin smut.

cake by @immabiteyou | s

- reading waiting for mc soobin with the guys. a cute fluffy smut moment.

kpop oc/s

seri by @ggukkiedae

anyway, thank you again for the writers please take care and be safe!

please free to recommend your favorite fic that i haven’t feature yet.

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 3 months ago

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Vacation

Kinktober 2024 - Day 16

Pairing: Johnny Storm (CE) x Fem!Reader

Kink: Spanking

Word Count: 700+

Summary: You were teasing Johnny and he had enough.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, doggy style, cowgirl position, d/s dynamics (they're both switches), spanking, marathon sex), porn without plot

a/n: I had to rewrite this once or twice cause it I had no motivation to write whatsoever but I was able to it! Hope you enjoy!

Banners by @vase-of-lilies

You were bouncing on Johnny’s cock as his hands were tied behind his back and to the back of the chair. You had your arms wrapped around his neck and you were teasing your fingers along his collarbone and caressing up his neck and to his hair. He whined and moaned for you to move faster. His hips bucked up into your clenching channel and you let out your own moans. You had been teasing him for about a half hour, keeping him on the edge, not letting him cum. You two were on vacation and were celebrating being away from the Baxter building and prying ears.

You nuzzled your nose up his scruffy jaw and pressed soft kisses to his skin. He was tugging on the silk ties that kept him bound to the chair. You suddenly heard a ‘whoosh’, and his warmer than normal hands were on your waist and he pinned you to the hardwood floor. You cried out as his movements grew faster and he pinned your hands by the wrists with one hand, and his other tugged your thigh up and over his hip. He held you pressed against him as he pounded into your cunt.

You pushed against his grip but he didn’t budge then suddenly he turned you over and pressed you into the floor and slamming into your weeping cunt. You cried out at the new angle and the tip of his cock abused your sweet spot with each thrust. You reached out and grabbed one of the pillows from the couch in front of you two and you held it in your tight grip. A slap to your bare asscheek made you jolt and you held the pillow closer to you.

“You tease. Giving me fucking blue balls.” Johnny grunted as he pounded into you and gave you another slap to your other cheek. You moaned and your thighs shook with each thrust and he kept spanking your bare ass, making your skin sing with a delicious pain.

Your back arched into his cock and his other hand dug into your skin. “I was having f-fun.” You whined and he let out a chuckle and slowed down his thrusts, making you whine again.

“Brat.” He huffed and slapped your ass again and again, leaving your bare ass red and stinging. He started pounding into you again, making a loud and embarrassing moan leave your lips. “It’s my turn to tease you.” He smirked before continuing to pound into your soaked and wanting cunt. You gripped the pillow so tight, that you swore you heard ripping. You reached behind you and pulled him down to kiss him passionately and he wrapped an arm around your middle and pulled you against his chest. His hand groped at your chest and palmed your nipple as he massaged the mound.

You tangled your fingers through his hair and tugged him closer to your hungry lips. He pounded into you quicker which made your thighs shake hard as you felt the coil in your belly tighten. “Johnny, please. Please, m’so close.” You whined against his lips and nipped on his lower lip.

He smirked and kissed you deeper, “Go ahead and cum for me, babygirl. Cause I’m not stopping even if you do cum.” He growled and you cried out his name as you came hard on his cock as soon as he uttered the words.

Your walls clenched and pulsed with your orgasm and your thighs shook with the force of your orgasm. He groaned against your lips as he felt your body rocked with your high but he kept himself from his own end. He wrapped a hand around your throat and squeezed softly prolonging your orgasm as the pressure left you light-headed. He held you tight as your legs gave out and he laid you down on the floor on your back. He slid his cock back into you, making you hiss at the oversensitivity and he started thrusting into you slowly, letting you adjust. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you.

You held him close to your chest, “Mm, happy anniversary.” You whispered with a dopey grin on your face and he huffed a soft chuckle and kissed you again.

His thrusts grew faster as he whispered, “Happy anniversary.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #fandom #marvel #kinktober #marvel fic #marvel fandom #marvel fanfiction #johnny storm x you #johnny storm x reader #johnny storm #human torch #the human torch #fantastic 4 #fantastic four

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writemekpop · 4 years ago

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Catch Me If You Can | Nakamoto Yuta

Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x Reader

Summary: A weathered bounty hunter who goes both ways. A feisty warlord's daughter turned fugitive. 17th century Tokyo is the setting for their passion, destruction and destiny.

Genre: Bisexual!Yuta, Romance

Word count: 1.3k

Gif: @johnni

"Look at that silky white skin…"

"And those plump cheeks..."

"I daresay his other pair are just as plump and youthful!"

The table erupted with raucous laughter. Your cheeks burned as you scooped up your customers’ dirty tableware.

One particularly woozy customer grabbed your wrist. "Why boy, your beauty would put most women to shame!”

“He’s better than your old hag of a wife, that's for sure!" You took advantage of his friend’s jibe to shake yourself free.

Your smile stayed stiff, but you were trembling. Your boy's disguise wasn't holding out as well as you'd expected.

When you had lived freely as the daughter of the most powerful samurai lord in the province, you had thought your beauty a blessing. Now, it felt more like a curse.

You slid into the corner of the tavern. A fearful storm swirled into the open shopfront, soaking your cheap paper jacket.

You froze mid-shiver. An even stormier figure had just strode in. In a second, every nose was grazing the floor in a bow.

Even without regarding his topknot, the man oozed class.

However, a samurai's glory days were obviously behind him. An unruly stubble shadowed his knife-jaw. The noble swipe of his shoulders hid under a jacket even cheaper than yours. You suspected that even his sword was a showpiece.

Could this man be an enemy retainer, sent to kill you? It felt unlikely. He lacked the… gloss.

Bull, the tavern’s owner, rushed out. “Boy!” he muttered in your direction. “He's yours. Have the premium sake ready - red label."

For hours, the mysterious samurai did nothing but slurp up his noodle soup. Then he piped up.

"My name is Yuta,” he proclaimed. “You're the one they call... Bull?" His voice was surprisingly silky.

"I am the pathetic one who holds that name," Bull replied.

You pulled out the expensive red-labelled sake bottle, ready to serve.

"Well,” Yuta began. “I believe you are harbouring a fugitive. She goes by the name of Lady XXX"

The bottle slipped from your hands and smashed onto the floor.

—

Nakamoto Yuta was tired.

Not just from scouring every tavern, temple and tea house for Lady XXX for almost two days. He was tired of life. He yearned for the fathomless lakes of Osaka, his hometown. He hated his ‘detective’ job, finding rich brats who didn’t want to be found.

In fact, work was the last thing on Yuta’s mind. He was occupied with much less… decent thoughts.

He was debating paying a night visit to that servant standing in the corner with the tantalising flush in his cheeks. He was a comely boy. Beneath his trippings and stumblings, Yuta sensed a natural grace.

In fact, every time Yuta looked at him, he felt a tingling excitement. As the night continued, that excitement had formed itself into desire.

But a swift dalliance with the boy would only distract him. It seemed that he must be resigned to letting his mind's eye uncover what he himself could not.

You knelt at a respectful distance behind Yuta, refilling his pipe and bottle in turn. Your hands shook so terribly you feared both would tumble to the ground.

Fortunately, Yuta had found your bottle-breaking more amusing than suspicious. But he hadn’t given up the search yet.

"Please, have another drink!” Yuta refilled Bull's glass. With every gulp of sake, the old proprietor was getting closer to letting your identity slip.

"My dear friend - just tell me where you've got Lady XXX."

"I don't even know who that is!"

Yuta placed a hand on his sword hilt and sweat broke out at Bull’s hairline.

"Come on... silky black hair down to her waist, probably in a palanquin... this girl would stand out."

You suppressed a smile. You had to admire the irony of his search.

"I-I-I'm so sorry, your honour, I have no idea where this girl is... what did you say her name was?" Bull was obviously terrified - and obviously lying.

Suddenly, Yuta sprung to his feet, and scraped out a fearsome, curved sword. It glinted coldly in the lamplight, sending ice to your belly. That was no bamboo showpiece.

“I'm not a violent man... but I do not like being lied to."

Your panic-frozen body jolted to life. What were you doing here, waiting to be found?

You grabbed your spear from its hiding place. All that was left was to duck behind the counter, slip through the back door, and be gone forever.

You stepped towards the kitchen, crouched low. You clenched your spear with clammy fingers. Now was the moment.

"It's the boy!"

You clenched your jaw so fast you bit your tongue.

"Yes. That servant boy! He is the Lady XXX." Bull’s voice grew stronger with every word, feeding off your despair. Blood filled your mouth like acid.

"No... that cannot be true..." For the first time, the Osaka detective sounded unsure. You turned to face him, defeat and rain dripping off your skin.

"Come here, boy."

You could see no way out of this. To run now was suicide. You had one last hope – that you might fool him so totally that he let you go.

Just then, Yuta's pink lips began to wrestle with a smile. It spread into a wide grin, then a chuckle. In a moment, he was guffawing, gripping his stomach as if it would explode.

"You’re not trying to pass this lad off as Lady XXX? Dear me, you've put your poor servant boy's head on the block!”

Bull's lips began to twitch. “N-no, you will find that this boy is indeed Lady XXX."

"Come closer, now!" Yuta's autumn-brown eyes blazed at you. Were you imagining it, or was there a... hunger in them? You stepped forward, too stunned to even let your waiting tears fall.

"Look at the lad's scrawny arms! And his scruffy mop of hair! You're really telling me this is an exquisite daimyo's daughter?"

Bull shook our wrist, hard. "Come on now. Tell this man who you really are and let's be done with this."

"Now, don't harass the lad! Look at that chest - flat as the lake-top!" You had been thanking the gods for Yuta's idiocy, but now it was getting irritating. You were a daimyo's daughter. To be... derided in this way! It was worse than death.

"There is only one way to finish this!" Bull lisped. "We shall have to strip the boy!”

Every muscle in your body tensed. No. This was not happening.

"N-no! Please - I could not bear the shame!" You cried out, the first sound you'd uttered in the detective's presence. In your panic, you had let out your voice. Which belonged to a girl as obviously as the snow belonged to the mountains.

Yuta's eyes grew cliff-edge-rough. He motioned to the innkeeper, the only other person in the room. "Get out. Now."

—

Yuta may have preferred his bed warmed by a young lad, but he knew a woman's voice when he heard one.

He knew he had to arrest her. It was what he came here for. What was best for him.

And yet, there was an irresistible passion flashing in her chestnut eyes. When he thought of how she had evaded him, touching distance from his shoulder, stirring his unknowing loins, he wasn't angry.

He was enchanted.

—

Yuta strode towards you, and you forced yourself to hold your head high. There was no use in keeping up the disguise now.

You were Lord XXX's daughter. You would face your fate head on – whatever it was.

As Yuta leaned into your ear - the last thing you would ever hear? - your mother's face flashed in your mind. If you were captured, you would find a way to join her soon.

"If I protect you now... will you come with me?"

You frowned. Had you heard right? You turned to meet the detective's eyes, and saw that they indeed howled like wind in cliff caves, wildly lonely. You knew you had one choice.

“Yes.”

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fandom-puff · 5 years ago

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Hi! I've finally narrowed it down to 53 and 54 on the smut list for a Tommy Shelby x reader. And if it's between mild and spicy smut, FOR SURE SPICY. I was thinking maybe there was like a family meeting (or any sort of meeting), and the reader "misbehaves" or does something that maybe annoys him? And then smut in whatever office they're in. No worries if you don't want to do it btw! And if you totally wanna change the concept that's cool too! 53 and 54 are just such good prompts. 🥺💖

Yay!! Buzzing to write this! Hope you enjoy <3

Gif creds to owner

Behave

Warnings: hella smutty, swearing

You were in a FOUL mood. It was Saturday, which was normally your day off anyway, but earlier in the week, Tommy had promised he’d take the day off to spend time with you. Yet here you were, choking on smoke in the betting shop, slumped over the books with a face like thunder. He hadn’t even looked at you all day, and his brothers, who were usually up for a bit of banter with you, had been in Tommy’s office since 9:30.

You sat pouting, arms crossed, glaring at the books you were meant to be adding up when the door opened and the brothers poured out. Seizing your opportunity, you called out, “Tommy?” he turned around, eyebrows raised and cigarette hanging from his lips. “I-I was just wondering if you... wanna go to that nice restaurant- after work, I mean?”

He rolled his eyes slightly and stared hard at you for a moment before turning away. You furrowed your brows, about to call after him again when he said bluntly “Family meeting,”

“Go on then. I’m going to pick up some lunch,” you said, unable to keep the bite out of your tone.

“Family meeting. That includes you,” he said stonily, still walking.

“For fuck’s sake, Tom! Fine!” you hissed, storming ahead of him to the adjoining kitchen. John snorted with laughter at his sister in law’s temper, but you threw him a middle finger over your shoulder and called “Piss off, John,”

Tommy glowered after you, shaking his head as Arthur clapped him on the shoulder. “You in the doghouse, brother? Take her out to dinner after work, eh? Might calm her down,” he said, grinning.

“Fuck off, Arthur,”

You took your usual seat at the table, arms crossed and pouting. Polly glanced at you.

“What’s up with you?” she asked, sliding you a teacup and offering tea.

“Your nephew’s a dick,” you said, allowing her to pour it for you.

“You’re going to have to narrow it down for me, YN, though I have a good idea who you’re on about,” she said knowingly.

“Tommy!” you exclaimed. “I’m not arsed about having to work on my day off- I’m pissed at him for breaking his fucking promises. Again.” you ranted. Pol patted your shoulder. You both straightened up when the Shelby boys entered the room. They sat around the table, Tommy next to you, resting his hand on your thigh. It wasn’t a tender gesture like usual; it was firm and unmoving, and he was ready to squeeze should you get ahead of yourself.

“Finally,” you hissed. “Hurry up then and get this over with,” you said, not looking at your husband.

“No. I’m waiting for Johnny Dogs and Uncle Charlie to get here,” he said, and you rolled your eyes. He arched his brows at your attitude.

“Waiting for someone to come? Never stopped you before,” you snapped, and Arthur and John choked on their drinks.

“Watch it, YN,” Tommy said darkly, grabbing your cheek with his free hand and squeezing your thigh tightly with the other. “You’ve been running your mouth all day and you’re skating on very thin ice, My Girl,”

You snorted at the nickname and shook your head, pulling away from his grip. “’My Girl’? You better start bloody treating me like it, Thomas,” you growled. The family watched- Arthur and John exchanged a few shillings under the table on the outcome of the argument.

“Thomas, eh? You must be in trouble, huh?” Johnny Dogs’ voice cut through the tension. You stood up.

“Thank fuck for that. You can start your meeting now,”

“YN, sit the fuck down, this includes you too,” Tommy said, stubbing his cigarette out.

“Shove it up your arse, Thomas,” you hissed, but he pulled you back down to sit in the chair.

“Stop making a show, YN,” he growled.

“Stop being a twat then,” you countered and pulled away from him, scooting your chair away from his side.

The meeting wore on, but you weren't paying attention. You were too busy glaring at the table, a slight pout on your lips. Admittedly, you were being childish, but it had been ages since you and Tommy had properly spent time together. For the past fortnight, you had gone to sleep with an empty bed, and woken up just as he slipped out of the room. Today was meant to be a day for you both to relax and spend time together- and maybe get intimate for the first time in about a month.

The meeting ended, and you stood up quickly, wanting to leave as soon as possible, but Tommy grabbed your wrist and began dragging you upstairs like an unruly child. “For Christ’s sake, Tom, let me go and fuck off to your precious office!” you complained. Having enough, you were slammed against the wall.

“Right, YN, I’ve tried to be patient with you. But if you’re going to act like a little brat, then I’m going to treat you like one. Now fuck off upstairs, and when I get up there, I expect you stripped down and on your knees,”

You were about to argue back, but you looked into Tommy’s eyes, blown wide with lust, and nodded, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw. “Yes, sir,” you whispered, rubbing your thighs together.

“Good girl,” he said gently. “Off you go,”

You practically ran to Tommy’s old bedroom, tossing your clothes off and slamming the door. You glanced at the pile of clothes on the floor and quickly folded them up, knowing you’d get a telling off for being messy. You knelt down beside the bed, hands folded in your lap and eyes down, a healthy blush rising to your cheeks as you tried not to fidget. Five minutes later, the door opened and Tommy walked in, jacket abandoned and sleeves rolled up. You licked your lips slightly and resisted the temptation to stand and attach your lips to his.

He looked down at you, slowly walking over, stroking a hand over your flushed face and pushing a stray strand of hair off your forehead. You hummed, leaning into his gentle touch, letting your eyes flutter shut. “Been feeling a bit neglected, my girl?” he asked and you whined softly and nodded, nuzzling your head against the luxurious, slightly scratchy material of his trousers. He chuckled slightly, the sound low, rumbling from his chest. “Nevertheless,” he said, voice a little harder. “Your behaviour today has been less than satisfactory, hm?” you blushed and nodded, looking down and mumbling. “What’s that?” he coaxed, tipping your face up to face him.

“Said ‘m sorry,” you said, a little louder this time. He smirked and knelt down so that he was eye level with you, dropping the gentleness.

“You will be,”

You whimpered as he pulled you up. “Right, over my knee. I think 15 should do, don’t you?” you nodded and settled yourself over his knee, his trousers scratching your bare belly, his belt buckle digging into your waist. You shut your eyes as Tommy instructed you to thank him for each hit.

SMACK! “Thank you,”

“Thank you what?” SMACK!

“Ah! Fuck! Sir! Thank you, sir!” you cry

Tommy doesn’t get you to count- he’s capable of keeping count himself. He admires your arse, watching as it reddens and rubbing away the sting each time. By the last hit, a tear slips down your cheek and drips onto the floor, but you’re moaning and writhing, and Tommy dips his fingers between your legs after the last spank, smirking. “What do we have here, hm?” he asks, pulling you up to sit on your lap, pressing you down so your raw arse rubs against the rough tweed of his trousers. You gasp and whine as he strokes his index finger languidly up your soaked heat before pressing his slicked up finger to your lips. You take the digit into your mouth and suckle eagerly, squirming on his lap, thighs brushing against his tented trousers. “Somebody enjoying herself?” He smirked and you nodded, the bobbing of your head around his finger causing you to gag slightly. You groan and he helps you up.

“Now, part of me wants to choke you with my cock and leave you like the little slut you’ve shown yourself to be...” you look up at him with wide eyes, shaking your head slightly, though you don’t dare open your mouth to beg. “However... you took your punishment so well... and as naughty as you’ve been today, I have been neglecting my little girl, haven’t I, darling?” you nod and he smirks, starting to unbutton his vest. You lick your lips and watch, fingers itching to help- he’s unbuttoning each button torturously slowly, but you don't want to earn yourself another punishment when you're already so close to pleasure. Once shirtless, he looks at you, nodding to the bed. You scramble to lay on your back, already spreading your legs eagerly. He laughs slightly and lines himself up, cock throbbing with need. You buck your hips despite yourself and he pushes in slowly, stretching you deliciously. You groan lowly, the burning stretch making you see spots- he hasn't even started yet.

Tommy starts a brutal pace, hooking your legs around his waist as he thrusts into you, his cock bumping a deep spot inside you that made your eyes roll back. “Fuck! Tommy!” you cried out, reaching to scratch your nails down his back, the stinging scrape causing his to hiss and fuck you rougher. Your cries came in sharp bursts, increasing in pitch and volume as you chased your climax.

“Fucking hell, YN, love, you better be quiet or everyone's going to know what a naughty little slut you are,” you groan in response and arch your back, pinching your nipples.

“Good! I’m y-yours, Tommy!” you cried out, your walls throbbing and clenching around him as your pleasure peaked. Sensing this, he didn't even bother to hold off your climax, instead ramming his cock into you harder, faster, grabbing your hand and telling you to rub your pulsing clit. “Pl-please! Please, I’m gonna- gonna-”

Tommy grunted, hair plastered to his forehead. “Cum,” he demanded. “Come on my cock, good girl,” he instructed and you yelped, screaming for him. He pressed his lips to yours, swallowing your moans as he pumped you full of his seed, riding out your pleasure. he gathered you into his arms and, still trembling, you snuggled into his side. Your makeup was ruined, lips swollen and eyes glassy. You looked dazed, ragged and well-fucked; just the way he liked it.

You pressed a kiss to his chest, tasting the salty tang of sweat, head swirling with the heady scent of sex. ou shivered and he rubbed your side gently. “My girl,” he murmured. “I'm sorry for... being a dick,” he whispered. “Go clean your face, then I’m taking you for lunch. Pack a bag... I’m gonna take you to London for a bit- nowhere near Camden Town, don't worry,”

you look up at him and kiss his lips sloppily. “Anywhere’s fine, so long as I’m with you,”

#peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders smut #tommy shelby #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby smut #tommy shelby x you #smut #request #prompt

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darkmulti · 5 years ago

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Boss

CEO!San x assistant!fem reader

⚠️Warnings: dirty talk, light bondage, chocking, degrading, cheating, angsty, spanking, slapping

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“Y/N did you get my coffee?”

Your boss, Mr. Choi called out to you and you scram, picking up his coffee and papers and bringing it right to the office.

“Here you are your coffee and the daily report on the company’s stocks.”

“Ah thank you.”

“You’re welcome sir, I have to go on and see how the design department is doing sir. If you need anything else call me.”

He nodded and you left his office. In reality you just wanted to see your crush/best friend Wooyoung, who worked in the design department.

Little did you know San was watching you through the security cameras. Without you knowing obviously. San has developed a little crush on you. Although he was married, he hated his wife. But she also just happened to visit right at that moment.

“Sannie!”

She yelled out running toward San’s desk expecting him to get up and hug her. But he didn’t move. Instead he turned off his computer and started reading the report you had given him earlier. He didn’t even look up.

“Yes?”

“Baby. I’m bored. Let’s go somewhere.”

“I’m at work, I can’t go anywhere.”

“Come on, you’re the CEO. You don’t need to work.”

“I don’t know who told you that, because that’s the furthest thing from the truth. I have to do a lot of work to make sure this company doesn’t fall apart. So I can get money. A simpler way to say it, is that you can get more Louis Vuitton bags. You can only get it, if I work.”

“You’re right. Well what about a date night? I’ll wear your favorite lingerie.”

She whispered the last part looking San right in the eyes.

“No thanks. I’m too busy.”

He said immediately, denying her.

San didn’t like her one bit. Yeah he had sex with her but it was the worst. She would cum so quickly and fall asleep. She didn’t satisfy San at all. San wouldn’t even be near and she would already be asleep. So he ended up jerking off since she couldn’t please him.

He could’ve gotten any other girl and cheating wasn’t a problem for him either. The only problem was you. He wanted you.

You on the other hand, if you weren’t working, you were usually partying. Having sex, drinking, enjoying your life. You were still young.

San knew all this, he saw your social media, and heard co workers talking about it at times. Yes it angered him. He wanted to fuck you hard, to let you know who you belong to. He would kill just to punish you. You were everything he was looking for in a lover. The definition of perfect. But sadly couldn’t have you because he didn’t know how you felt, and had a wife.

“Hello? San? Baby? Did you hear what I said?”

His wife called out.

“Uh, no. Uh sorry can you repeat that.”

“I said that we have to attend my dad's business party this evening.”

“Okay. Can you please leave now?”

She looked at San.

“Do you not enjoy my company?”

“No, now leave.”

She took her purse and went over to San and kissed his cheek. Right then you walked in.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I’ll leave you two alone.”

You said embarrassedly

“No, y/n wait she was just leaving.”

San’s wife looked at you with a stern expression. She walked to you and stopped by your ear.

“Don’t touch my husband with your dirty whore hands.”

“Wasn’t planning to, he’s all yours and I respect that.”

You mumble out and look up to see San staring right at you.

“Good.”

She then pushed you out of the way and left.

“I’m sorry about her, she’s just mad I asked her to leave.”

“How come? She’s your wife.”

He looked at you with an almost disappointed expression.

“Yeah but it was arranged you know. I didn’t actually want to get married with her.”

“Sorry to hear. Anyways, I came to tell you the design team is doing well and they actually made a new logo for the next season collection. I thought you might want to take a look.”

You handed the sample container and pictures of the design to San.

“They look great. Nice patterns and durable design.”

“Great, I’ll let the design department know.”

“That won’t be necessary. I need you to go pick up my dry cleaning and take it back to my house. I have an event to attend. And don’t worry it’s prepaid.”

“Okay.”

You go to your desk, and grab all your things and head down to the parking lot.

You were looking for your car until Wooyoung had appeared and called out your name.

“Oh hey Woo, what’s up?”

“I have to ask you something, but what’re you doing? Are you going home? Are you feeling sick? What’s going on?”

“No silly I have to go pick up San’s dry cleaning and drop it off to his house. Then I’m off. Why what happened?”

“Oh, well I wanted to ask if you wanted to come with me to this event that my dad was invited to. He said I can bring a plus one and I was wondering if you would-”

“I would love to Woo.”

You said suddenly cutting him off.

“Oh really, great! I’ll pick you up at 8, dress in a classy dress. Look good for me doll.”

You roll your eyes and smile at his words.

“Yeah, whatever you say king. I have to get going now. Bye!”

You left work and went to go get San’s dry cleaning. You picked it up and were on your way to his house. You ring the doorbell and his wife answers.

“Hi, Mrs. Choi. Here’s Mr. Choi’s dry cleaning he asked me to grab for him.”

“Why did he ask you?”

“Because I’m his assistant?”

“But I’m his wife, I could’ve gotten it for him.”

“I- I don’t know anything about that, he just asked me to pick it up for him and I did. I’m just doing my job.”

She rolls your eyes and takes it from you. Then proceeds to slam the door in your face.

You scoff and think what a salty bitch.

But hey, not my problem. (-Johnny nct)

You walked back to your car and headed back to your house to get ready since it was 6pm already.

Time skip

You had finished getting ready and had put on a new dress that you got for Mr. Choi’s birthday. You ended up not going to his birthday party because his wife had told you not to come and so you didn’t. However the next day he wasn’t talking to you and avoided all contact from you. You then told him that his wife uninvited you and you didn’t want to ruin the party so you didn’t show up.

But this dress was absolutely beautiful. It was a blood red formal dress, that was off the shoulder with a little cleavage showing. It has a slit on the side and to top it all off your black Louis heels.

Soon enough the door bell had rung and you got out of the house where Wooyoung's jaw dropped.

You chuckled at him

“You look stunning doll. Now stay close to me, I don’t want anybody looking at you.”

He intertwined his hands with yours and walked your to the black Porsche parked outside. He drove you to the event and helped you out.

Damn this was a very elegant event. Everyone was wearing designer clothes and all looked like millionaires.

Wooyoung kept you close with him and whispered in your ears that mafias were here. Some of the girls were actually sold to them and forced to put on a pretty face and not cry. You looked at the younger girls with the older men and saw how terrified they were.

You couldn’t help them, which made you upset.

“Don’t be upset doll, here’s a drink. Warm up a bit, it’s just business I suppose.”

“Not very nice business.”

You mumbled out. Other than that incident, Wooyoung made sure to keep you by his side. He got you drinks, danced with you and entertained you the entire night. Wooyoung dragged to the dance floor once again, and you two were slow dancing. And everyone was watching.

You hated the attention and tried not to focus on it too much. It was just you and Wooyoung at that moment. Until you made eye contact with really familiar eyes. It was San. You didn’t realize this was the same event that he was going to. But at that moment you didn’t care. More people started joining the dance floor with their lover. You two were dancing until Wooyoungs father called us over.

“Hey love birds, I want you guys to meet Mr and Mrs. Choi.”

It was San’s parents and San was standing right behind them with his wife.

“Hey you guys work for my son San, right.”

“Yes, I’m his personal assistant and Wooyoungs the manager of the design department of the company.”

You spoke, with a bright smile.

“Yeah, when I retire I’m giving my business to Wooyoung, but for now he’ll still be working there. And he looks like he’s found a wife to accompany him when I make him the ceo. Then you can be Wooyoung's personal assistant.”

Wooyoung's father spoke, patting Wooyoung on the back and winking at you. You chuckle and Wooyoung looks away blushing.

San on the other hand looks like he can rip someone’s head off their body. He stormed off towards the bar letting go of his wife’s hand. She followed behind San like his little tail.

“What’s his problem?”

You mumble out.

“I don’t know?”

Wooyoung says and squeezes your hand.

“It’s not our problem anyway. Do you want to go home now?”

“Yes please.”

Wooyoung then took you out of the loud and crowded place and took you back home. He dropped you off to your door and before you went inside, he pulled you into a deep kiss and thanked you for coming with him.

“Anytime Woo.”

You went inside and turned on the lights only to be scared by San.

“What’re you doing here? How the hell did you get in?”

“I have a master degree in picking locks.”

“Huh?”

You look at him confusedly.

“I’m just kidding, if you’re such a powerful person like me and you don’t know how to pick a lock, it’s pathetic. I’ve been picking locks since I was 8.”

“Nice to know, now get out. I’m your assistant at work but outside of work, I don’t know you.”

“So you wanna be a brat with me now?”

He started backing you up against the door.

“San seriously get out of my house.”

“You’re calling me by my name now?”

He had backed you up against the door and tilted your chin up to look at him.

You cleared your throat and looked away, slightly pushing San off of you.

“You have a wife.”

“So?”

He wrapped his hands around you and pulled you into a deep kiss.

You didn’t respond and weren’t going to respond until San slapped your ass, startling you and making you gasp.

He slip his tongue slipped into your mouth and pushed you against the wall harder making the make out session more intense.

He picked you up and brought you to your room laying you on the bed.

“Mmh, San we really shouldn’t.”

“Shh, let me show you I’m the only man who can fuck you.”

He stripped you from your dress and took your panties off.

He rubbed his cold fingers against your hot, wet lips and you moan out softly.

He took his tie off and tied your wrist to the bed frame with it.

“San, no. Let me go, I want to touch you~”

“Look at this whiny baby.”

He took his shirt off, revealing his hard abs. Then removed his pants and boxer, showing off his hard, veiny, long cock.

He opened your legs and spit on your pussy, then slapped it making you flinch.

He hovered over you and covered your mouth pounding himself into you. You sob into his hand and he lifted you legs to his shoulder and started fucking your pussy and rubbing your clit.

He started picking up his speed and uncovered your mouth, and you start to let out soft moans.

“Sannie, faster.”

He laid a short slap on your face, grabbing your jaw, making you look right at him.

“It’s daddy to you.”

“Daddy, please go faster.”

San pushes you a little up on the bed so he can put his knees on the bed and started going faster.

“Good girl, take all of daddy.”

He slapped you on the ass, feeling himself getting harder because of how vulnerable you were under him.

“You didn’t want it before, but look at you begging daddy to go faster.”

His words made you wet and squirm underneath him.

San finally grabs your neck pounding all the frustration and desire he had on you. He wanted this for a very long time. He finally got it.

You moan louder pulling on the tie, craving to touch him.

“Daddy please I wanna touch you!”

San quickly removes the tie and lowers himself down so you can touch him.

“You like it baby? You like my long cock pounding into your dripping pussy? Bet you do whore. My whore.”

He leaned down kissing your neck and face, while you wrapped you legs around him wanting more friction.

You scratch his back and you feel yourself cumming, giving san a sign.

“Wait, just a little longer baby. I want you to cum with me.”

You hold in your orgasm waiting for San.

Sweat dripping down his face and body was the hottest thing a person could witness.

“Okay princess, cum for daddy.”

You cum around his now soft cock and he shoots his cum inside you and pulls you into a passionate kiss.

He ran to your bathroom and brought a towel to clean the both of you. He then picked you up and snuggled into the bed with you in his arms.

“I’ve loved you for a very long time you know.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Yeah, cause you blind. I tried getting with you since the day you entered my life. Did you not notice the flowers?”

“That was from you?”

You ask in shock.

San giggles at your reaction.

“Yes, that was me. But I love you so much. I wanna be with you.”

“What about your wife?”

“I can get a divorce. I just hate seeing you with a different man.”

You laugh at his jealousy.

“Well if you say so boss.”

“That’s right, I’m your boss”

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Yeah, I’m still writing bitches!! This was a request and I’m just clearing out my drafts as well. Sorry for any mistakes and I hope you enjoyed❣️

And thank you guys for being so supportive in the last 48 hours. It really means a lot having you guys with me while going through in these tough times❣️

Also my step brother San smut got removed.

Edited 🔐

You guys are my family and I love you❣️

#san smut #ateez smut

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nctzendreamz · 5 years ago

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Crazy, Rich, and They Hate Me :: Part Eight

Jaehyun finally takes you home, but he forgets to mention that his family is the richest in South Korea.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Part Six Part Seven

Jaehyun x Reader ft. NCT

Genre: Angst/ Fluff

“The royal wedding.” Heechul whispered as the three of you pulled up to the expensive scene. There were cameras everywhere. Multiple limos continues to line up behind the mustang you currently sat in, and even though they didn’t know you saw them, everyone wanted to know who was in this car.

“You don’t seem nervous.” Jasmine questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m a good liar.” You whispered, unconsciously tapping your leg out of their view.

“You look beautiful, okay? And you’re at Park Rosé’ wedding. And she actually likes you.” Heechul said in shock.

“What’s the supposed to mean?” You asked in an offended tone.

“Look, all I’m saying, is that you have an opportunity here. Just like we told you at the house, show these snobs that you can look better, be better, and arrive all alone. You got this.”

“I got this.” You assured yourself, before taking a deep breath, and stepping outside of the vehicle. You felt like a celebrity who had to put on an act as a smile immediately found its way to your cheeks. The lights flashing at you made you sweat even more, but the closer you got to the wedding entrance, the more confidence you felt.”

“That dress.” You heard a reporter whisper, clearly in awe of you.

“Everyone this way!” Another yelled, and you realized that their attention was previously on Yuna and her posse. A genuine smile crept on your cheeks at how angry she looked. She stormed inside as well as the rest of her friends, while you continued to pose on the red carpet.

When you finally did get inside, you could spot your biggest fear. She walked with her cousins and sisters, and rolled Grandma through the semi crowded hallway. You looked up at where you were, and you couldn’t believe that most of the people in here were used to this. The white walls were pure, just as they should be. It reminded you of Johnny and Rosé, and how their relationship isn’t about how much wealth they could gain together in the future. It was about love.

When you walked into the room where the ceremony was being held, your eyes enlarged even more if that was even possible.

You had never seen anything like it. The lanterns, the plants scattered all around. It was so beautiful. People were all around, some mingling, and some trying to figure out the best place to sit. Your eyes were on Mrs. Jung, as you finally were able to handle the verdict.

She was never going to approve of you. She was never going to accept you.

“You look absolutely stunning, Mrs. Jung.” You bowed as you approached her on the front row. Everyone looked as if you had the biggest balls they’d ever come across.

She was silent for a moment, before she nodded her head gently. “Thank you. You look...nice as well.”

“And you too ladies.” You greeted. “So beautiful.” You whispered.

“Us? Look at you!” One of them spoke. “That dress? Divine.”

You watched as Jaehyun’s mother gave her the side eye, clearly not enjoying the compliments you were receiving, but you felt no pain. You also noticed the way she kept her purse in place so you couldn’t sit down with the rest of the family, but that didn’t surprise you either.

You turned around swiftly, and scanned around for a place to sit. All of a sudden you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Are you Y/N?” An older woman questioned. She was wearing red just like you, and her eyes were unmistakably those of the bride.

“Yes ma’am.” You said with a bright smile, taking her hand.

“Would you mind escorting me to my seat? I’m getting a little up there in age.” She smiled back.

“Of course, but you don’t look a day over 25. Don’t you know?”

As you sat her down, you saw her pat the space beside her. “I see why my daughter speaks so highly of you. I’m sure you’ve figured out I’m her mother.”

“Those eyes are hard to ignore.”

She giggled softly, clearly reminiscing about her only child. “Ah, yes. She’s always looked like me.”

“Are you sad about today?” You questioned, rubbing her back softly.

“No.” And in her eyes, you could see that she meant it. “Rosé used to always say to me, ‘Mom, no one will ever love me.’ I used to think she sounded absolutely ridiculous until she got older and explained to me what she actually meant.”

“And what was that?”

“I think you know.” She smirked, placing her hand on yours.

All of a sudden, you remembered the conversation you and Rosé had on the beach. The one where she vented to you about how she feels people only see her for her status, and not for her.

“Oh, yes.” You recalled. “She told you about that?”

“She told all of us. She also talked to Johnny about it.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “She did?”

“As I told you, she very much so adores you. And so does Jaehyun.”

The mention of Jaehyun’s name made every memory from the previous night to aflame in your mind. God, you missed him. You had no idea if he wanted to see you, but you wanted to apologize.

“He was there too.” She said, snapping you out of your thoughts. “He was so frantic, saying he ruined everything.”

Your heart was breaking the more and more she spoke.

“But in the end, he was alright. He’s a good boy. Always has been.”

“Was Johnny upset? I hate for all of this to happen during his wedding.”

“Johnny will always be better than okay. My son and Jaehyun are like brothers, and family doesn’t turn away from eachother. We love eachother, and I believe we all needed last night. It was like a last goodbye, almost. Johnny is officially a man after today.” She chuckled once again.

You couldn’t even speak as your eyes rested on your hands.

“In life, I’ve learned to never focus on the people that don’t like you.” She said suddenly. “It’ll only put you in a bad mood, and can deter you away from the ones you love, and the people that love you.”

Just a few feet away, eyes were burning into your features.

“Is she here?” Johnny questioned.

“Yeah.” Jaehyun said in a shocked tone. Deep down, he knew you were coming. God, you looked so amazing. You always did. “She’s talking to your mom.”

“Really?” Johnny was the surprised one now, peeking his head from behind the curtain. “Holy shit that’s a lot of people.” He breathed out nervously.

“Everything is going to be fine. You look great, the venue looks great.” Jaehyun placed a hand on his broad shoulder. “It’s finally here.”

“It’s finally here.” His voice trembled as he spoke. “I get to marry the girl of my dreams.”

“The love of your life.”

“The love of my life.” He confirmed. “With my bestfriend by my side.”

“With your bestfriend by your side.” Jaehyun grinned, his dimple coming out with pride.

“Are you guys done making out yet?” Lucas yawned.

“Yeah pretty boy.” Jaehyun promptly snatched the glasses off of his face, throwing them on the ground.

“Those were expensive!”

“Yeah? Well I think the people would rather see your eyes. I promise you no sponsors are watching.”

“I hope they are.” Taeyong snarked as he rested on the corner. “Maybe it’ll digress his ego.”

“Did mommy yell at you again last night?” Yuta joined in, squeezing his cousins cheek.

Taeyong was silent for a minute, before removing his hand from his face in dramatic fashion. “Not anymore than usual. I’m just...”

“Realizing this is our last boyish moment?” Haechan said.

“Yeah.” He whispered.

“Oh, don’t even get me started.” Johnny sighed, eyes up to the ceiling. He didn’t want to cry before the wedding even started.

“Remember that time when Jaehyun broke the statue of Buddha in the foyer, but he really wanted to go to the fencing tournament so we all took the blame for him?” Lucas said in a somber tone, even though he was laughing.

“And he never payed us back for it.” Yuta eyed.

“That was my one crime!” Jaehyun explained. “Let’s talk about I was always covering for you two.” He pointed at Yuta and Lucas, “for always sneaking girls in. I was risking my life.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Yuta sighed. “Remember that time we all got mad at Haechan and Taeyong because they told on us.”

“And we made up because we saw those spoiled brats messing with the two of them at school, and beat them up.” Johnny couldn’t breathe at this point.”

“I’ll never forget that one.” Taeyong smiled. “It was the first time I felt like I had brothers.”

“Me too.” Haechan agreed.

Now there was silence. It was pure. It was loving.

“It’s true that we can’t be kids forever.” Lucas sighed. “But what we have is something that can never be broken.”

“A brotherhood that lasts forever.” Johnny whispered.

“Forever.” The rest of them said in unison.

“And we’ll always be here.” Jaehyun added. “No matter what.”

“And Taeyong.” Yuta spoke suddenly. “I’m sorry if you think we’re like your parents. We know how good you are at what you do, and we’ve always been proud of you.”

“Thanks, bro.”

“And Jae.” Lucas sighed dramatically. “What I said about Y/N wasn’t cool. But...if you guys are about to break up...”

“And there he is.” They all said.

Together, they all came to Johnny in a group hug, squeezing the life out of him. They stood there for what felt like forever.

Suddenly, the slow ballad began, and they knew it was their que.

One by one, they approached the alter. Johnny couldn’t breathe, and Jaehyun couldn’t help but to look at you for a quick second. He could tell you didn’t notice. The woman hired to sing set the mood perfectly, and the instruments matched the theme. The floral designs everywhere made it all so real for everyone.

The flower girls came out first. They gained awe’s from the crowd who ruffled their hair gently as they threw their flowers out.

The melody continued as they made their way to the alter, giving Johnny and they rest of the cousins big hugs. You couldn’t help but tear up at the sight of Jaehyun. You wanted kids with him. You wanted this moment with him.

Suddenly the lights lowered, and the singing stopped. You were told before the wedding started that this was where the lanterns were supposed to be brought out hanging for the bride to walk through. Together, everyone followed instructions and lit the aisle up. It was so beautiful. Her bridesmaids appeared for a short moment before they moved out of the way and revealed Rosé while water flowed through the aisle. It was guaranteed the most perfection thing you had ever seen.

“Wow.” You whispered. She looked essentric. “She cut her hair.” You smiled as a tear finally dropped down onto your hand.

Now you couldn’t help but to let your eyes go back to Jaehyun, who was finally looking at you too. Time really did stop as the two of you looked at eachother. It always did. It was almost telepathic as you both apologized with your begging, watery eyes. The beginning of your journey replayed like a flash, and you both knew. You knew this was far from over, and that not even the worst could make you two not be soulmates. You can’t mess with fate.

I love you. He mouthed as he bit his lip to contain his tears.

I love you. You mouthed back, wiping the river from your eyes.

Jaehyun then put his hand on Johnny’s shoulder, comforting his brother as he couldn’t contain his tears either.

Rosé had finally made her way to the steps of the alter, her father giving her away and Johnny assisting her.

“Before we join these two in marriage, they have vows.” The minister said, stepping back.

“Johnny.” Rosé spoke in a shaky voice, paper in hand. “These past few years with you have been the best years of my life. When I first met you, I was scared. I was so scared because you were so convincing. For the first time I felt myself falling in love with someone, but better yet, I could tell he was falling in love with me too and it was absolutely horrifying. I wanted to see this day so bad, but I knew something bad would happen, or you were going to break my heart...but you didn’t. And now, I get to call you my husband, and start a family with you, and I just...love you.” A smile radiated across her cheeks as she placed the ring on his finger.

“Rosé.” Johnny sniffled, causing everyone in the audience to awe at his transparent nature. “You are the reason I’m the man I am today. Before we met, I didn’t know myself at all. You showed me that I was human. You’re the one who’s always there for me, you’re the one who showed me just how beautiful life can be—the one who showed me happiness in its purest form. There are so many words that fit with you because you are that amazing, but the most important is that you are the love of my life. I can’t believe God blessed me with you, but I vow today that I will never take advantage of this opportunity. I won’t let you down.” He slipped the huge diamond onto her finger.

Jaehyun once again took a peak at you. As he listened to the vows being said, he noticed that this is exactly how he felt towards you. You were the only person he wanted to see when he hated the world. Even when he didn’t, all he wanted was you. You made him feel human. Not just some rich boy who could take care of you. You saw him for who he actually was. A man who could be insecure, awkward, and could make mistakes. You could take his mind off anything he didn’t want to think about. You are the love of his life.

“Do you, Johnny Suh, take Rosé to be your wife?”

“I do.”

“Do you, Rosé Park, take Johnny Suh to be your husband?”

“I do.”

“Well on that touching note, I now prounouce you, husband and wife.”

Cheers and confetti erupted from the venue. Johnny and Rosé connect in a passionate kiss before joining hands and stepping back into the watered aisle.

Now it was time to party.

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Fighting Temptations

Request: I want car sex with Dean

Summary: A fight leads to a steamy situation in the Impala.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: language, angst, arguments, violence, spanking, smut, vaginal sex (unprotected), angry sex, public sex, Impala sex, fingering, implied oral sex (reader receiving)

“Goddamn, Dean! What's your problem?"

“Really? You’re asking me what my problem is? I come back from the interviews and find you on the bed with that guy!”

“What? He just ate me out! You have fun all the time. I have needs, Dean. Believe it or not from time to time I need some fun too,” you grunt.

“Not in our shared motel room!”

“You do this all the time! How many nights did Sam and I have to sleep in the car as you were fucking a random slut? I had an aching and he wanted to scratch it for me!”

“You let a loser like him fuck you?”

“No, I only let him eating me out!”

“What?”

“He has an oral fixation, okay. Why not taking advantage of it to have some fun?”

“Disgusting!”

“Since when is oral sex disgusting? I heard your girls screaming more than once to lick them faster!”

“I can’t believe you let someone like that eat you out.”

"Fuck you, Winchester!” You spat storming toward the Impala. For two days Dean is annoying you. He caught you and Johnny…no Jimmy in your shared motel room two days ago and since then he’s nagging all the time.

Tossing your bag into the trunk you wait for Dean. Angrily storming out of the motel he glares at you.

Entering the car he barely waits for you to get into the passenger's seat. Mumbling and cursing he speeds off.

"What's your problem, Winchester? I have needs too. How many times did Sam and I find you in our room fucking a random chick?”

“That’s not the same!” Dean grunts and you lose it. Punching his upper arm over and over again you release your anger.

Hitting the breaks with full force Dean stops the car in the middle of nowhere. Jumping out of the car he opens the door to the passenger seat. Dragging you out of the car he spins you around. Slapping your ass a few times he grunts and curses.

Biting your lip you try to hold back a moan and fail. Raising his eyebrows Dean stops his action. Pressing his hot body against yours he grinds his hips against your ass.

His hard cock is pressing into your ass and you whimper in response.Tilting his head he starts licking your ear shell, biting it he groans against you.

When Dean moves his right hand between your thighs you can't hold back a moan. Ripping the fabric apart Dean starts sliding his fingers through your wet folds.

"Going to fuck you real good. I'm going to fuck you in my backseat until you scream my name. No douche bag will ever slobber at your pussy again. Your tight little pussy is all mine now.”

“Who gives you the right to say that? Didn’t say I want you.”

“Your wetness and the noises you make tells me something else.”

Pushing two fingers into your cunt Dean starts fucking you roughly. Whining you can only take his assault. Pressed against your body he cages you.

“Shit…just like that Winchester!”

Removing his fingers he turns you around, giving you a shit eating grin he looks at you. Pouting you kick his shin, followed by a slap to his cheek.

“Wait you little brat!”

Slinging an arm around your waist he moves you aside. Opening the door to the backseat he pushes you in. Catching your fall you land on hands and knees. Crawling in the seat Dean shoves his pants and boxers down. Stroking his cock he watches you while you turn around.

Eyes widen you stare at his huge cock. Fully hard Dean grabs your hips. Lifting you he helps you straddling his lap. Gripping his broad shoulders you let him line his cock up with your entrance.

Looking into his olive eyes you slowly sink down onto his huge cock. While you enjoy the fullness you close your eyes. Dean's cock twitches inside of your cunt and you dig your nails into his shoulders.

“God, Dean…so big.”

"Taking me so good, Baby. Come on, ride me. Ride me my little brat."

Lifting your hips you leave only the tip in to slam back down onto Dean. His reaction is a low grunt. Tighten the grip at your hips he steadies you while you start moving your hips.

Desperate to take over control Dean stares up at you. Biting your lower lip you nod.

Smirking he starts thrusting into you in a fast and hard pace. Screaming you move your arms around his neck when he starts fucking into you with sharp thrusts.

“Fuck, fuck, yes, Dean…harder…fuck me harder!”

If you weren’t so hot and bothered right now you would slap the grinning out of his face. The only problem is he feels too good and you’re too close.

Pistoning his cock into you he changes angles and you lose it. Possessing his lips you lick and suck his lower lip while your walls squeeze his cock.

The twitching gets stronger and Dean falls over the edge right after you. Moaning your name he fills you with his hot seed.

"Shit, we forgot protection," Dean says panicked.

“Calm down, cowboy. This isn’t my first rodeo, I’m on pill Winchester.”

Chuckling he looks into your satisfied face while you grind your hips. Still holding your hips he strokes the soft skin.

“Do you want to do this again?” He asks, looking hopeful at you.

“Well save the Impala, ride a Winchester!”

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