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spencerreiddddd · 5 months ago

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I actually love this recommendation so much, hope you love it @ilovethepipecleaner !💋

Gist: Spencer and you had never really thought about having kids because you both grew up in broken homes, so what happens when you find out your expecting a little one.

You felt hands running up and down your stomach as you groggily opened your eyes.

A smile crept onto your face as you realized you were in your husbands embrace.

“Good morning Dr.” you said teasingly as you shifted onto your back to look at Spence who was staring at you hair askew and mess.

“Good morning Mrs. Reid.” He said as he bent down to give you a kiss, Spencer and you had been married for almost a year now and he still loved calling you by your new last name.

“We gotta get ready for work.” He said getting up from the bed and walking over to your shared closet. His statement causing you to groan, you wanted a few more minutes to stay in bed with Spencer but you knew serial killers don’t wait.

“Im coming” you said as you got up from bed joining Spencer in the closet.

You walked out the elevator hand in hand with Spencer as you made a disgusted face at the comment Spencer had made in the elevator talking about how many micro-organisms were currently on your face.

“You couldn’t give me any other statistic Spence?” You say with a disgusted face causing Reid to chuckle.

“OHHHH, if it isn’t my favorite married couple.” You heard a familiar cheery voice say from the hallway causing Spencer and you to look up with smiles in both of your face’s already knowing who the voice belonged to.

“Pen!” You said letting go of Reid’s hand to embrace your shot of sunlight. “My sweet girl!” She said hugging you so tight you thought you’d throw up your breakfast….but the thought made your stomach queasy and when Penelope let you go you lifted your hand up to your mouth gagging a bit as you felt your saliva and mouth get hot. Clear indicators you were going to throw up, quickly realizing this you ran over to the large trash can in the hallway and hurled your insides out.

Spencer and Pen were quick to reach your side as Spencer grabbed your hair into a makeshift pony tail and pen rubbed circles on your back.

“Y/N ? Are you alright?” Spencer said as you got up wiping your mouth. You nodded “yeah I am.” You said a little confused on what caused you to throw up.

“Maybe it was something you ate for breakfast?” Pen offered a conclusion and you nodded in agreement.

Spencer seemed a little iffy but all of you agreed for that to be the case. “Ima go wash up I’ll meet you at the briefing.” You say to both of them as you walk towards the bathroom.

It was odd lately your body had been feeling different, you had been feeling more nauseous lately but you had always made rational conclusions for it, like a stomach bug or an allergy you didn’t know you had. Your breast had been sore lately but you always concluded it to Spencer and his tight grips during sex.

Spitting the sink water out your mouth you looked at your reflection in the mirror, a thought suddenly dawned on you.

Pregnant…

The word flashed into your mind causing you to look at your stomach. There was no way right? You were on the pill because you and Spencer agreed you both weren’t ready to discuss having kids yet.

However

The pill didn’t mean you were 100% free from getting pregnant. Unvoluntarily you moved your hand to your stomach feeling for something??

No you couldn’t be a mom, how could you be a mom? You didn’t have a mom growing up your mom had always been absent. She was always out in clubs, drinking and partying, and when she was home she was sleeping her hangover away and waking up just in time to go to her Waffle House night shift. Leaving you alone to take the bus to school, coming home to an empty home, not just physically but emotionally too. Your mother seemed to want to be around everyone else but you, only once had you heard I love you fall from your mothers lips towards you, and she was in her drunken state. It had been a late night after the club and she walked into your room reeking of alcohol as you read a book. She walked over falling to her knees and begging you to forgive her and she spat out I love you’s.

Yet the next morning it was like the night never happened and she didn’t even remember. Your father had died when you were 4 so you didn’t remember much of him at all. How could you be a mom if you never had one to teach you how to be one?

“Y/N?” A voice came from the bathroom door snapping you out of your thoughts. JJ stood at the door a confused expression on her face “you okay?” She asked as you walked over to her. “Yeah of course why do you ask?” You responded with plastering a smile on your face. She eyed you up and down analyzing if you were being truthful “nothing, just came to get you because were about to start the briefing.” She said as you both walked out the bathroom and towards the glass doors.

“Oh okay thank you.” You said smiling at her as she sent you a warm motherly smile.

JJ was a mom she was an excellent mom, always boasting about her kids expressing how proud she was, how much she loved them. You’d want to be like JJ if you’d ever were a mom, sometimes you’d think how lucky Henry and Michael were to have such a loving and caring mom like JJ. You’d seen how JJ would give her life up for her children how her children would be her first priority edite anything else.

“Okay since we’re all here let’s start.” Pen said as you and JJ took a seat in the round table as Pen described the case.

The case had taken a turn for the worst, the unsub was more unpredictable than any of you thought. He managed to escape from the house when Morgan broke down the door which brought you to where you were now, chasing after him in a car. Morgan drove as you rode shot gun shot gun and being his extra set of eyes. The rest of the team were in different cars taking different roads to be able to find a way to surround the unsub.

“He took a right at blíndale street!” You shouted at Morgan as he quickly turned the car right. Turning to look at the dashboard Morgan was hitting 85mph to keep up with the unsub.

“I lost him!” Morgan yelled as you looked back up to the street scanning for the blue minivan. Infront of tow cars you spotted it again as the unsub was wrong way driving. “I see him he’s over there!” You said pointing to the mini van as Morgan spotted him. Morgan turned sharply as cars began braking and beeping.

You turned your attention to the oncoming traffic spotting a 18 wheeler coming straight towards you. Your eyes widened “Morgan watch out!” You screamed as the truck got closer and you closed your eyes waiting for impact. “Hold on Y/N!” Morgan yelled putting his hand over your body like a seat belt as the 18 wheeler came tumbling towards y’all.

The strength of the hit caused the car to flip over 5 times landing on the side. Air bags hit your face and the seatbelt felt like the tightest thing around your body burning your chest with its grip. You whimpered in pain as the car stopped rolling and came to a stop. The smell of oil filling your lungs and the ringing in your ears louder than anything you’ve ever heard before. Your eyelids heavy and head throbbing you blacked out.

The coldness hit your skin as you felt goosebumps form on your arms. You felt pain shot onto your chest causing you to groan and scrunch you face, immediately there was a presence hovering over you and a voice “Honey? Honey? Can you hear me?” Spencer’s quiet voice sounded so beautiful to your ears as you slowly blinked your eyes open. The bright white fluorescent lights blinds you temporarily, you shifted your aching neck at Spencer. His eyebrows furrowed his eyes sad and desperate, his hands gripping onto yours as if he were to let go you would disappear.

“Spence?” You murmured out

“Yeah baby I’m here.” He said moving a strand of hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear.

“What happened?” Was all you could say trying to remember anything.

“There was an accident you got hit by a 18 wheeler.” He said caressing your cheek.

Memories flooded back into your mind gasping as you remembered Morgan.

“Oh my God is Morgan okay?!” You asked trying to sit up and groaning in pain. Quickly Spencer positioned you back down “hey no no no, stay still Morgan’s okay he has a broken arm but other than that he’s doing okay.” Spencer assured you causing you to relax.

“He broke his arm because of me.” You say looking at Spencer remembering how Morgan’s first instinct was to protect you.

“Because he loves you, he chose to willingly protect you. It’s not your fault.” Spencer said looking down at your chest.

Your eyes following his as you say your hospital gown had blood around your chest. Curious you pulled down the gown from your shoulders revealing a rash across your chest.

“The seatbelt caused that.” Spencer’s voice rang out.

“The seat belt saved you.” Spencer said quietly as if he was telling himself those words.

“Mr. & Mrs. Reid?” A woman’s voice came from the room door, it was a doctor.

“Yes that’s us.” Spencer said getting up from his seat as the doctor walked in to stand by your bed a smile on her face.

“I have purely good news!” The small blonde doctor beamed with a smile on her face as she opened her clipboard.

“The rash will heal in about 2 months time and we will be providing ointment for the itchiness it may cause.” She said as Spencer and you smiled.

“And no internal damage was cause to you or your baby.” She finished off as she closed her clipboard looking between you and Spencer.

The room was quiet.

Did she just say baby?

No?

Did she?

No?

You were hallucinating, you had to be… right?

“Excuse me baby?” Spencer’s voice cracked as he stared at the doctor.

“Yes… I’m sorry did you not know you were pregnant Mrs?” The blonde turned to look at you puzzled.

“N-no.” You say quickly

“You’re 8 weeks pregnant, your baby’s organs are beginning to form.” She says opening her clipboard again and looking at her medical charts for you.

“I will take my leave now, call me if you need anything.” The blonde says giving a polite smile and walking out of the room leaving you and Spencer in silence.

It was deafening quite, Spencer was frozen in place his eyes a mixture of emotions as he stared into space.

Your eyes began to swell up with tears. Memory’s of your childhood flooding your head, you couldn’t be a mom you didn’t know how to be a mom. This would end badly, what if you were like your own mom or worse? Tears ran down your cheeks like water flow.

“I’m so sorry Spencer.” You cracked out, you knew Spencer wasn’t jumping at the opportunity to have kids he had told you before he never had a dad so he wouldn’t know how to be one. Spencer loved his mom but she wasn’t a role model or 100% there all the time like she should have been.

“I’m so so sorry.” You said again bringing your hand to cover your mouth.

Spencer turned his head towards you taking in your crying face.

“Baby…shhh shhh shh.” He said sitting back down and wiping your fallen tears.

“I know you don’t want to be a dad.” You said holding his hand the rested on your cheek.

“What makes you think that?” He said his eyes pained

“You said before you didn’t have a dad so you wouldn’t want to put your own child through what you’ve been through.” You said your voice weak.

“I know baby but i know I won’t be the man my father was, because I have you. Because we’re doing this together.” He said kissing your eyelids.

“What if I’m like her.” You said looking up at Spencer.

He knew who you were talking about and he hated that you thought that about yourself.

“Baby you won’t be like her, because you aren’t her… you’ve already proven that because you show love and support to your friends, because you are able to show your love and affection through words and actions. That already proves you are nothing like her.” Spencer says rubbing his thumb up and down your cheek.

You nod your head soaking in his words.

“We’re gonna do this together.” He says smiling softly

“Promise?” You ask

“Promise.” He responds kissing you.

“Mommy mommy bedtime story!” Little Alice says as she crawls into her toddler bed you giggle as you turn the little lamp on in her room by her bed side.

“How about daddy tells you as story instead?” You say as Spencer walks into the room and smiles widely.

“Yes yes!” She says as you slide in next to her in bed.

“What about the story of Rumple Buttercup?” Spencer says sitting on the other side of Alice so she lays in between you two.

Alice giggles “that’s a weird name daddy!” Spencer smiles

“That’s the point princess Rumple is weird.” He says matching his daughter’s wide grin.

You watch both of them a smile spread across your face, you did it. Both of you, you both did it together.

You learned and grew and you couldn’t be more proud of the parents you both were.

You couldn’t be more proud of Alice your little angel your saving grace. You both had no idea how much you needed her until you both had her. You can’t imagine a world without Alice, you’d made a promise to always protect her no matter what, she was a part of you and Spencer put together.

Spencer got up from the bed snapping your attention away from your thoughts.

You looked down at a snoring Alice.

You smiled as you bent down to caress her cheek and place a kiss on her forehead “I love you angel.” You whispered as you got up and Spencer stared at you.

“What?” You smiled as he walked over to you wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You look so beautiful as a mom.” Spencer said kissing your cheek causing you to smile.

“You think so?” You teased lifting your arms to wrap around his neck.

“You’re the most beautiful woman.” He said burring his head into your neck as you both rocked in place.

Everything was so perfect.

“I love you.” He whispered into your skin.

“Thank you for everything for giving me what I didn’t know I needed.” He added as he kissed your neck affectionately.

“I love you more.” You responded tears brewing in your eyes.

No because I had so much fun writing this, it was so cute. I hope you all like this as much as I did!

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kiestrokes · 1 month ago

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Say My Name | NSFW

Pairing: Fratboy!Song Mingi x AFAB!Reader/You/Yn Featuring: Jeong Yunho, Jung Wooyoung, Kang Yeosang, Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, with mentions of Choi San of ATEEZ and Yoon Jeonghan of SVT Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Word Count: 7,407 Genre: some slices of life, mild inner turmoil, college au, smut. Warnings: this storyline does have polyamory/open relationships intertwined, bisexual/pansexual orientations for: Yoon Jeonghan, Jeong Yunho; Jung Wooyoung; Choi San and Song Mingi, jealous ex boyfriends, drinking, smoking weed, cursing.

Sexually Explicit Content: mention of threesomes, mxm, fxm, fxmxm, oral sex (f. receiving), vaginal penetration, condoms, orgasms (both), clit stim, nipple stim, hair pulling, kissing (with tongue), deep sex (or rough sex, but not bdsm level, and no degradation), slight praise, let me know if I missed anything.

Summary: You and Yunho have been childhood best friends since your mothers grew up together, living in different towns but spending all the holidays together. The friendship has always been light and easy, never serious. Reconnecting in college and exploring each other in new ways. After a second breakup with your high school sweetheart, Yunho propositions you to break your dry spell with his new fraternity brother transfer and high school friend Song Mingi. How could you say no?

🗝️ Note: Welcome to my gay frat house I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️ it didn’t start out this wayyy. But YunWoo took over my brain a week into writing this last year. In addition to the YunGi brainrot that kind of started this. Technically it was the Booty Wurk dance where Yunho looked like Mingi that we all have to blame. But anyway. Hope you enjoy! Please let me know if you did 💋 P.S. long vers of why this took me forever to get this tf out at the end.

Beta Reader(s): @minisugakoobies @minttangerines @chans-room in addition to massive thank you to Sunny and B for helping me in the midst of final edits when my imposter syndrome took over.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below.

Read it on ao3!

THE FIVE PARTS OF RUSH WEEK:

KNOW THE RULES

OPEN RUSH

FORMAL RECRUITMENT

INVITATIONS

PLEDGING

PART 1: KNOW THE RULES

Honestly, you can’t believe you let yourself be persuaded into dating your high school boyfriend again after his drunken tirade last autumn.

Yet here you were, listening to two of your friends throw out theories as the why it had ended this time.

Secretly, you knew the reason.

“Maybe it was the distance?” Yunho offers.

“Yea the whole twenty-minute walk from the other college was really far,” Wooyoung scoffs in thinly veiled sarcasm.

“It’s not like it came as a total surprise, he hasn’t touched me in two months.”

You sigh airily into the phone tucked into the crook of your shoulder, while your hands work on the task of deleting photos of your ex from your socials across various tabs on the laptop screen.

“Two months? Not even a kiss?” Wooyoung gasps, appalled.

“Not everyone is as affectionate as you Woo,” Yunho chuckles across the three-way call.

“Noona you should come to the frat party this weekend.”

Wooyoung perks up at the thought of you finally single again. He had missed your casual drunken make out sessions after your 3AM burger runs.

“Aghhh I don’t know…”

“It has been a month since the breakup.” Yunho tacks on, “and you still haven’t met our new frat transfer.”

“I feel like I know him well enough from all the photos and texts you send me about him,” You roll your eyes in mild annoyance.

“Don’t be jealous, noona. There's plenty of Yunho for us all to share,” Wooyoung chastises.

You and Yunho erupt into laughter.

“Yah! I’m serious.”

“Woo, you just confessed to wanting an actual piece of Yunho.”

“I have never hid my affection for hyung or you, noona.”

“That is true,” you conceded.

“Sooo, the party?”

“Can I get laid?” You sigh again, knowing there is no winning this battle.

“I think I can arrange that,” Yunho’s voice turns mischievous.

“Yunho-”

“I got to go, the pizza arrived!”

Yunho’s line disconnects.

“Want me to ask Yeosang to come with you to be your emotional support human?”

“Yes, please.”

You hang up, after Wooyoung makes you say I love you, no less than three times.

The lack of his constant chatter has your mind itching with anxious thoughts, like a small army of ants crawling across your feet at the park this summer.

Are other friend groups as horny as yours seems to have gotten?

Do other collectives partake in casual encounters together?

What do they do with their feelings?

Your ex hadn’t been all too happy when he found out that you had partaken in a threesome with Yunho, while the two of you were broken up last year. Even after you explicitly explained that the two of you never did anything more than kiss.

Now you can’t seem to discern if it’s his voice or your own spinning all these new worries. Those tiny ants tunneling into the deep crevices of your amygdala.

PART 2: OPEN RUSH

Your phone dinging awakens you on the following Wednesday at five in the morning, a video message from Yunho.

Blearily you hiss at the sudden light, and drag the brightness of your phone down, pressing play on the video once your eyes have adjusted. Yunho’s voice comes from above the phone, and you quickly put together that the transfer is lying in his lap, rambling.

“Hyung, why are you always leaving with Wooyoung?”

“To work on some dance techniques, his friend San lets us use their gym.”

“That guy in the opposing frat?” Mingi slurs a scoff, burrowing into Yunho’s thigh.

Yunho’s deep laugh sounds behind the screen and it settles you in your sleep disrupted state.

“Wooyoung might being trying to charm San into switching, among other things…”

This turn in the conversation seems to peak the younger guy's interest as he flips on his back suddenly, gazing up at your best friend with starry eyes.

“I’ve never been with a guy, hyung.”

“Do you want to try it out?”

Yunho’s hand strokes the bleached hair away from the younger man's temple.

“Are you offering?”

He sits up excitedly, tongue toying at the corner of his mouth.

“Maybe, but not right now. You’re in no condition.”

Yunho laughs tenderly, warming you with comfort. Bottom lip jutting out the other guy flops back into Yunho’s lap.

The video ends there, the only message after it is what you assume to be the frat boys name.

Mingi.

PART 3: FORMAL RECRUITMENT

You and Yunho had started your little secret in freshman year, accidentally.

When the then, fraternity president, Yoon Jeonghan had happily pulled you both into a room for a makeout that led to much more. Changing the dynamics of your friendship with Yunho subtly. Clandestinely.

When you weren’t in the relationship, that was quite literally sucking the life out of you. Yunho often brought up another person to your solo dorm and eased the two of you into a consensual threesome.

This was different though; Yunho had never asked you to test the waters on a new third. Either he tested them, or you were all comfortable enough to dive right into triple play.

“What’s different with this new pledge?” You asked, prodding Wooyoung in the ribs to steer his attention away from his burger.

He shrugs in an answer before tilting his head and offering a response, “I think Yunho might like him, they went to school together when they were younger, and he transferred here after having a hard time last year specifically for Yunho.”

You scrunch your nose in thought, chewing on another fry.

“Yunho likes everyone.”

“Noona you know what I mean.” Wooyoung grips your chin, so you have to stare into his eyes.

“Oh.”

Wooyoung nods with a wag of his brows, releasing you with the knowledge you understood what he meant. Mingi wasn’t just a throw away third, Yunho wanted him to become part of your group.

Maybe even something more?

“I’m just glad you’re single again, it was getting a lot to handle over the last year.”

Wooyoung rambled on about how he needed both you and Yunho.

“Woo do you think what we’re doing is…” you break off with a click of your tongue, having interrupted him mid thought of your own.

“What?”

He snags a fry, smirking as you swat at him.

“I don’t know, do you think it’s ok? I mean I don’t want to lose you guys over something as silly as sex.”

Wooyoung didn’t immediately respond, which worried you even more.

“I think we are in college, exploring ourselves and having a little fun.”

He gives you a shrug, but you can see the tension in his shoulders. You and Woo shared a wariness of strangers and fear of losing people that Yeosang and Yunho didn’t have. Nobody ever left the two of them, they were sunshine bottled up in human form.

Your circle hadn’t added anyone new since sophomore year of college when your high school friend, Yeosang, had showed up at your University with Wooyoung.

Which felt like forever ago but had only been three semesters ago in reality. The two had taken their first semester abroad in the German exchange program.

Even then, none of your friends had ever had sex with just you. Sure, Wooyoung got drunk at parties and enjoyed making out with any of you that were willing. All of you enjoyed dirty dancing all over the sticky frat or sorority floors together.

Although frat president Hongjoong was definitely not among the willing. He’d frozen up like a Ouija board when Wooyoung planted a sloppy kiss on him during his election celebration.

Speaking of the devil, Kim Hongjoong was sauntering up to your table, with a wicked smile on his distracting lips.

Oh no.

“Yunho told me you were finally single and ready to Mingle.”

Hongjoong fixed you with a reading stare and challenging smirk.

“HJ, not today,” you groan, massaging your temples.

He slides onto the tabletop, “no not today, but next Friday.”

Hongjoong plucks a fry from your dwindling order, nibbling away while awaiting your response.

You gnaw on your bottom lip, as Yunho approaches with Seonghwa. It seemed Hongjoong had escaped them in order to harass you first. “Are they coming?” Seonghwa asked excitedly.

Tossing his bag onto the seat and slipping his black hoodie off one shoulder to expose a black tank top below. Before gliding on top of the sun warmed table and snatching a bite of Wooyoung's burger.

You look up and right into the puppy dog eyes of Yunho, “We have another surprise for you.”

Yunho smiled encouragingly, Seonghwa shot you an eager nod with stuffed cheeks, Wooyoung squeezed your elbow, and with the deepest sigh you blink your eyes in consent.

“Fine, I’ll be there and Yeosang will too.”

“What?” Yeosang’s head whips to you from where he was slipping into the bench beside Wooyoung.

Who is fighting Seonghwa for his burger.

“I’ll explain later.”

Wooyoung taps his arm once his burger has been rescued. But Yeosang continues to bounce a confused stare from you to the fraternity across from you.

“Lovely!” Hongjoong claps his hands together excitedly, like the mad magician he is.

PART 4: INVITATIONS

You release a deep sigh, thumb skimming the text invite that Yunho had dropped in your group chat last weekend.

“You sure you’re good to do this?”

Yeosang’s hand touches your shoulder, drawing you back into your budget uber, a squashed Nissan Leaf.

“Yea, I need a hook up and some trash frat booze to solidify the end of my shitty relationship.”

Yeosang nods in agreement, he couldn’t take much more of your dorm room hermiting. Post high school sweetheart breakup (for the second time). You’re still unsure how you were convinced to give him a second chance.

“Let's go then, looks like the party is in full swing.”

You finally look out the window, the 1940s brick craftsman is borderline radioactive with the amount of neon lights covering it inside and out.

The two of you make your way up the neatly trimmed lawn, taking care not to disrupt the group of stoners that are gazing up at the stars trying to locate the big dipper.

Yeosang’s white netted shirt glows an otherworldly purple as you descend into the black lights inside the house.

You’d chosen a comfortable party fit. But did take Yeosang’s advice and threw on the top he’d suggested. Hoping that the magic it was doing for your cleavage was enough to get you laid tonight.

The two of you locate a familiar face among the crowd; Hongjoong is sitting on the stairs carefully rolling a blunt. You lick your lips at the sight of his tongue flicking out to seal the wrapper.

Shit, you really needed to get laid tonight.

“Hey HJ,” You nod to the person leaning on the wall next to him and they smile politely back.

“Hey! I can’t believe you’re actually here.”

You roll your eyes as Hongjoong hugs the two of you at once.

“As if you’d let me ditch this time.”

Hongjoong smirks at you as he reclaims his seat on the stairs.

“Where’s Woo?” Yeosang asks, hoping his friend hasn’t already gotten into trouble.

“Oh, Yunho and Woo are both downstairs, they’re doing a little dance thing.”

Hongjoong passed the blunt he’d been rolling to his companion. Waving his hand dismissively towards the entry of another room.

“Through the kitchen right?” Yeosang says, slipping his hand in yours, tugging you in what you can only imagine is the direction of the kitchen.

“Mmhmm.” Hongjoong murmurs, sending you a wink as you slip into the crowd, “good luck!”

Yeosang guides you in front of him once you locate the basement stairs. You’re thankful for all the brightness of the yellow rope lighting as you clamber down the sticky stairs. The music reaches your ears immediately.

“Oh my god, are we in 2012? Who the fuck is playing Booty Wurk?”

“Haven't you seen the new TikTok dance?”

“No.”

You and Yeosang descend the final layer of stairs just in time for the first chorus and an eyeful of your childhood best friend with a cap low over his eyes dancing in perfect sync with Wooyoung to the older R&B song.

Yeosang’s gasping face is a mirror of yours when you turn to him.

The two of you take up real estate on the stairs to watch their little show above the heads of the gathered college crowd.

You screech as the hip rolls start, and Yeosang shakes you as your two friends glide through the crowd. Dancing a path until Wooyoung is on his knees and you notice the person filming him. Wooyoung tugs the brim of his hat and slams the camera away.

The crowd screams, engulfing the boys in hugs and cheers. The two of you join in the cheers, before trying to get their attention.

“WOO! YUNHO!” You shout, waving your hands.

Yunho’s head snaps up and a grin fills his face as he comes to scoop you off the stairs in a spinning hug.

“You made it!” His smile widens when he sets you down.

“Yea, yea no big deal” you wave his excitement off.

“I want you to meet someone, where did he go…” Yunho breaks off as he scans the room.

“Can I least get a drink off before you start forcing socialization on me?”

Your pre-hookup jitters have made a reappearance, and you’re secretly wishing you had snuck off to get high with Hongjoong instead.

He laughs, “ok, ok. Woo? Yeo?”

Their heads pop up and they push away from their perches against the wall where they had been reviewing the dance video, to join you. The four of you weave through bodies to the fraternity's wet bar.

Yunho sets to work mixing up some drinks when another T-Pain song scratches across the speakers, and Wooyoung shouts in delight as the whole crowd starts singing offkey to Buy U A Drank.

Your best friend shakes his head laughing to himself.

“What?”

“I know where he is now,” Yunho wags his brows at you as he passes a cup to you and Yeosang who is watching the screaming crowd with confused curiosity.

“I can’t see anything!” You turn to Yunho, as he takes a sip of his drink regarding you over the rim with mischievous eyes.

He taps the bar counter, “hop up here.”

He sets his cup down on the other side and lifts you into the counter before you have time to think.

A small circle has formed around three people. In the center is a guy with dyed silver hair, shaggy and falling across his eyes.

“That’s Song Mingi,” Yunho smirks up at you.

Ahhh, mystery fratboy finally has a last name.

You roll your eyes back at him, as if hadn’t been sending you propaganda of his high school friend the two weeks leading up to the party.

Both of you turn back to the dancers, and you take a big gulp of your drink as he starts body rolling along with the others. The exception is- his gyrations are ridiculously fluid putting the other two dancers to shame.

“Fine, he’s cute” you yield, and Yunho leans into the side of your legs with a triumphant laugh.

“He’s more than cute, he has perfect proportions,” Yunho takes another sip of his drink before turning his face to yours, “still wanna test him out for me?” Yunho whispers against your cheek, his hand giving your knee a squeeze.

Your eyes couple briefly before yours drift to Yunho’s smiling lips, and you grant him a nod and a quick peck.

“He has to fuck well with moves like that,” Wooyoung tugs on Yeosang’s arm, and the other guy rolls his eyes.

“Wait, why is everyone confused whether Mingi is good in bed or not?”

Your question goes unanswered. Leaving you vaguely worried that you’ve been roped into popping someone’s cherry. But Yunho would do that to you.

Would he?

“That’s the one?” Yeosang questions you and Yunho, to which you both nod.

Yeosang purses his lips surveying the dance moves, he himself is not interested in the same shenanigans as Yunho and Wooyoung. He had simply come to grab a free drink and deliver you to Yunho.

Or take you home if you weren’t feeling up to it.

“He does have pretty proportions,” Yeosang nods, mutually agreeing with Yunho.

Wooyoung slaps Yeosang across the chest, “Mingi has pretty everything you should see his-”

“Agh.”

Yeosang slaps his hand over Wooyoung’s mouth, face contorted in disgust at the oversharing.

“Do I want to know?” You query Yunho.

“I honestly have no idea, Mingi still hasn’t been with a guy to my knowledge or hooked up with anyone since he transferred.”

Oh, maybe that’s why everyone’s so unsure if he’s good in bed or not.

“We went skinny dipping!”

Wooyoung rolls his eyes while stealing a sip of your drink.

“Ahhh…” Yunho wags his eyebrows, “with San?”

Wooyoung sends Yunho a glare at the mention of Yunho’s opposing frat president, “San stood guard.”

Yunho and Wooyoung appear to be having an argument with their eyes, one that you and Yeosang have apparently not been clued in on. As Yeosang looks at you with confused brows and you shrug in response.

Time to diffuse this before it escalates.

“I really need to meet this DJ.”

You steal your cup back from Wooyoung as another 2000’s club hit comes on.

“Oh, it's just Seonghwa! He wants to see you both,” Wooyoung’s festering mood quickly dissolves as he turns to lead the way to the makeshift DJ booth.

“Just Hwa,” You and Yeosang share a secret smile.

Yeosang had developed a small crush on the upperclassman, something about his eyebrows and fluid personality.

You slip off the counter and Yunho’s lips brush your ear, “that’s your other surprise.”

“Mine or Yeosang’s?”

You laugh lightly, nudging Yeosang in front of you.

By the time you shuffle through all the bodies Mingi is also waiting at the booth. Chatting eagerly to Seonghwa, who is in full alter ego, DJ Mito gear.

Wooyoung excitedly begins to introduce you and Yeosang when Mingi blurts out, “the one that needs to get laid.”

“To clarify, that is not me,” Yeosang raises his hand in earnest.

All of you laugh at both of their honesty. Mingi flushes suddenly dissolving into a giant puppy in front of you, staring at his shoes.

Oh, now this you can definitely work with.

“Well, it’s true.” You shrug, “and you’re the one that’s been selected to take care of that situation for me?”

Mingi looks shyly at you under his brow top teeth worrying his bottom lip before he gives a nod.

You stifle a groan and take a sip of your drink, or more accurately, down it.

Seonghwa’s attention turns back to mixing the music, one ear if his headphones off to listen to your group to the best of his multitasking capability.

Yunho’s laughs and bumps Mingi with his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, she doesn't bite…that hard.”

He teases, draping an arm across Mingi’s shoulders. You clock how Mingi leans eagerly into Yunho’s touch.

Interesting.

Yeosang catches your observing, raising his eyebrows at you to gather your attention.

“You good?” Yeosang mouths and you nod in return, eyes flicking to Seonghwa but Yeosang shakes his head in dismissal.

“Next time,” you mouth back at him and his cheeks flush.

“Yeo come dance with me!”

Wooyoung tugs on Yeosang’s hands, sloshing punch everywhere.

Yeosang rolls his eyes in tender annoyance, “after I wash this off my hands.”

“I’ve got a couple of towels,” Seonghwa tosses one to Yeosang, as Wooyoung snatches the cup to chug the remnants of his drink.

“There! Now let's dance.”

Woo bounces as Yeosang purposely takes his time in drying himself off.

Your eyes flit back to Yunho, who is whispering something to Mingi as Yeosang delicately dabs his hands with the towel. Yunho turns to kiss your temple before collecting a needy Wooyoung, a reluctant Yeosang and pushing Mingi towards you.

“Take care of her Mingles.”

Before you have time to object, three of your friends melt into the crowd and Seonghwa sends you a conspiratorial wink.

Mingi looks up at you from under his bangs, “wanna dance?”

You flash him a startled smile and nod, pulling his hands from his pockets and slinking through the crowd together to a little spot on the floor.

Through the forest of arms, you see Yeosang and Wooyoung with arms draped across each other's shoulders, foreheads touching and hips undulating to the beat. Yunho dances behind them with a mutual friend from a sorority, his eyes find yours and he wags his brows as if he was smirking with his eyes.

Mingi’s hands switch from shy to confident as he turns you to face him, slotting you over his leg and fingers biting softly into your hips. You laugh warmly at his boldness and loop your arms around his neck and roll in time with him. He beams down at you.

“What?” You tilt your head in question.

“Should have known that all of Yunho’s friends can dance.”

Mingi’s hands drift up your back to spin you around, facing away from him.

“I hardly call this dancing,” you call above the music.

His laugh rumbles against your spine and you let him press his front into your backside, your ass molding into the cavern of his hips. Allowing your head to drop back onto his shoulder, swaying your body in tandem with Mingi’s, as his hands skim across the front of your hips.

You make it through three songs, dazedly watching your friends through the crowd. Yunho’s fellow Greek friend has disappeared. He and Yeosang have sandwiched Wooyoung in a slow grind to the current song. Yunho keeps stealing reassuring glances at you and Mingi between the gyrating field of bodies.

Eventually you lose sight of them, sinking into the pleasant hum of your head and thrum of your body. A combination of the bass from Seonghwa’s music and the drink Yunho had mixed for you.

Mingi’s thumb skims under the hem of your top to stroke your stomach, causing you movements to stutter a little bit as he tentatively presses your clothed pussy into his thigh from behind.

“Hi.” Mingi breathes caging you in, “do you want to go upstairs where it is quieter?”

You tilt your head, “eager to get started already?” you tease.

“Something like that,” he nibbles his bottom lip again, waiting for your consenting nod before taking your hand and guiding you back towards the stairs.

On your way up to Mingi’s room you catch sight of Yunho making out with Wooyoung, while Yeosang taps away on his phone ignoring the pair.

A feat which you found so difficult that it causes you to miss a step and fall against Mingi.

Wooyoung is perched on the bar with Yunho between his legs, devouring one another. But that isn’t what causes your stuttering footwork on the stairs, it's Wooyoung’s pretty hands drifting down to clench equal handfuls of Yunho’s ass.

“Are you okay?”

Mingi’s voice snaps you out of your gaping, his warm eyes calling you back to him.

You give him a quick smile, “I will be in a minute.”

PART 5: THE PLEDGING

This is how you ended up in your current position, sprawled under the massive man named Mingi. He hadn’t even kissed you yet and your blood was already racing each time he looks up at you from under his lashes.

“Are you still okay with this?” His fingertips stroke your cheek.

You nod your mouth parting as his thumb pressed into your bottom lip. Mingi’s resolve was lost when the tip of your tongue flicked against the pad of his finger, a soft moan escaping him before pressing his lips to yours.

The two of you quickly find a dance of lips, teeth and tongue. Mingi licks eagerly into your mouth, almost stealing your air with how hard he sucks on your tongue. You nibble his bottom lip in response. The two of you shudder against each other, gasping for air before diving right back into ravaging one another's mouths.

You let your hands explore his body, over the loose black tee he has tucked into the matching pants. Pulling it loose so that you can trail your fingers up the soft skin of his spine.

Mingi nudges your nose with his, signaling you to tilt your head so that he could get more access. Your pelvis rocks up into his when he sucks your tongue, and he rolls back. A ghost of the moves you had seen earlier.

You tuck your hands into his fluffy faded hair and tug at the nape. Mingi moans low and deep into the back of your throat, the vibrations sending your nipples hard. As if he knew, his hand skidded up to squeeze a breast through your shirt and bra. You nip at his lip in response.

He chuckles low, pulling back to meet your gaze, “do you even know my name?”

“Mingi,” you whisper, and you watch how his pupils dilate in response.

Fueling your next assault, looping your arms around his neck and craning up to kiss each side of his jaw, “Song.”

A kiss to his cheek, “Mingi.”

Lastly, a teasing kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Mingi growls and the two of you begin frantically shedding your clothing, as soon as you are naked, he lifts you up the bed to rest against the pillows. He reclines back on his heels, the swell in his boxers looking dangerously bigger than you had anticipated.

“Still want to do this?”

Mingi laughs huskily at your consistently eager nod.

“I’ll go slow,” His voice oozes with reassurance.

You swallow and meet his eyes, sprawled before him like the last dinner, completely nude and exposed. His fingertips dimple into the top of your knees as he drinks you in.

Mingi slowly opens your knees, still testing you for any signs of push back or rejection of consent. You feel your timidness subside when Mingi’s eyes locked eyes with the swell of your pussy, when he couldn’t contain his tongue from flicking out to lick his lips.

Mingi reaches out to run his middle finger firmly down the slick valley of your folds, causing your hips to jerk as he bumps over tender the nerves of your clit.

“Sensitive?”

He looks up at you from under his lashes again, and it takes everything in you to not squeeze your thighs shut and moan

“Yea,” you huff.

“It’s been a while and even then, my ex was always too tired to take care of my needs.”

“Of course he was,” Mingi let out a sarcastic laugh as he thrust two fingers inside you.

You gasp clutching the sheets, hips chasing his hand on their own accord.

“Are you okay?” He asks, gaze rising with the roll of your body until he meets your eyes, “I need to loosen you up a bit, so I don’t hurt you.”

You give a tight nod, breathing deeply through your nose as tendrils of arousal begin to spread their roots as he starts working his fingers. Your body is so keyed up from lack of intimate touch that you’re dousing his hand in what feels like seconds.

“Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

Mingi curls his fingers against the front wall of your cunt and his thumb lazily circles your clit as you pump your hips against his hand in blatant desperation. Chasing the foreign feeling of someone else bringing you to orgasm.

Coming so fast, that you grind your teeth together and clutch his brawny forearm as your body bows off the bed. The first orgasm coasting over you, like your first gasp of air.

Mingi moans at the sight of you and adds another finger, extending your orgasm until you’re trying to roll over to escape it. His other hand pins you to the bed by your thigh. You’re affixed, watching Mingi as he watches you with parted lips. Your hips meeting his thrusting hand and you convulse again. Mingi groans, his hand on your thigh tightening.

“Mingi-Mingi, ngh,” you claw at his arm as you feel the release gush around his fingers.

“That’s enough, I like it a little rough. Please, I want to feel you.”

You’re tugging his wrist and drawing your hips away. Mingi leans forward with a soft huff, brushing his lips against yours before grabbing a condom from the windowsill.

You stare at the sight above you, his rippling abdomen, the impulsive thoughts winning and you raked a hand gently down his stomach. He tenses in response and goose bumps erupt across his chest.

You drag your nails down the divide of his muscles slipping beneath the soft fabric of his fitted boxers and tilt your head back to meet his watchful eyes.

“You’re so soft.”

Mingi lets out a surprised laugh at your compliment, his head dropping to your shoulder.

“Would you like to keep touching me, or me to get started?” He whispers, lips kissing your earlobe.

You tuck your toes into the sides of his boxers and tug them down as a response. Mingi raises an eyebrow at you.

“My ex wasn’t always sex repulsed by me.”

You shrug and Mingi dives to plant another soft kiss on your lips as your fingertips idly stroke his length. Your thumb tracing the pearl of precum around the tip.

“Careful Mingi, you’ll make me think this was all because of me.”

You return his kisses as he mutters an, “it is” against your lips.

A hand coming up to grasp your breast, “all for these and this,” his large hand cups your damp pussy as he sinks back onto his heels.

His thumb strokes your bottom lip, “and really for this mouth and that smile.”

Mingi groans when you nip the tip of his thumb. His teeth rip open the condom in his other hand and he wastes no time in rolling it over his intimidating erection.

“Ready for me?”

Suddenly the shyness washes over him again, he fists his length, hand lightly bracing on your thigh and you can’t stop another eager nod in response.

Mingi holds true to his promise of going slow, rubbing his sheathed erection over your wet folds until you’re begging him to stop. Cunt clenching around nothing, needing to feel the stretch you know he will bring. He grips your hips, eyebrows pinching together as he lines up at your entrance.

You gasp as the fat head of his tip breaks inside, your hips chasing his cock to seek more and Mingi complies with a grunt of his own. Sinking slowly into you, his long fingers spreading your lower lips open to make his leisurely dive smoother for the both of you.

Your lungs feel empty by the time he is fully seated inside of you. His arms slide under your shoulders to hold the nape of your neck as he rocks upwards into you. The movement stroking places you have never felt.

“Oh fuck-" you clutch at his bicep, “Mingi.”

He kisses you again, mouth just as eager as earlier, rolling his hips deep into you as his tongue glosses over yours. Mingi rocks with a controlled place as your body tightens on itself again. His mouth seeks out your breast, tongue laving at your nipple and you gasp as he grazes it with his teeth.

“You like it a little rough right?” He looks up at you as his mouth sucks your nipple behind his teeth.

You cry out a “yes!” at the sensation.

Mingi moans in response around your breast. His hands reach down to wrap your legs around his hips as he sinks impossibly deeper against you. Stretching your entrance with his thick base in a way that makes you lose anything left of your resolve.

You’re filled up entirely with him, it doesn’t take long until you feel the tension building in your core, your walls squeezing around him.

Mingi abandons his marking of your breast to watch you. Clutching his ass, thrusting frantically into his stilled movement as he presses upwards into you so that it’s focused against the sensitive ridges of your glory spot.

“Say my name,” Mingi grunts.

His hands bruise into the valley of where your hips meet your thighs.

“Mingi,” your strangled whine comes, as heat blooms up your neck and across your cheekbones.

He groans holding himself firm, hands gliding up your ribcage to give each of your breasts a synchronized squeeze.

“That’s it baby, use me all you want, this is about you.”

Mingi puffs out short pants, not unaffected by your movements either. Squeezing your breasts entirely with a pitchy whine of his own, as your legs shudder around his thighs.

“Mingi,” you beg and his hand slips to your jaw as your eyes flutter open to meet his.

Mingi’s lips connect with yours, tongues sweeping against each other. Until your head presses back into the pillow as your orgasm crests, as tight as his hand fisting the hair at the nape of your neck.

Mingi starts thrusting into you again, his lips parting, gazes fluttering open to meet and never leaving yours as he picks up speed. Drifting you through your second orgasm or the night.

“Shit,” Mingi grunts in response.

Hips lazily rolling into you, in a way you didn’t know was possible. The top of his pelvis rubbing deliciously against your swollen clit.

“Mingi-”

He moans, “louder.”

“Mingi!”

You cry out in pleasure, and he lets go of his controlled strokes. One final crushing kiss to your lips he reaches down and throws your legs over his shoulders. The two of you moan in unison as he swirls wide circles into your cunt.

“How could anyone ever leave this pussy alone?”

Mingi pins your knees to your shoulders, thrusting your breasts between them obscenely, his eyebrows converging at the sight of you, his breathing becoming ragged.

“Oh god baby,” he sinks his weight into you, stealing your air.

You gasp and tremble in bliss at the depth his dick has reached.

“Mingi,” you breathe.

He continues to rock in and out with half pulled strokes. Ensuring he continues to fill you up entirely, not wanting to miss an inch of your canal seizing around him at his inviting intrusion.

“You look so good like this,” his gaze slips up to meet yours.

Your eyes flick down to the folds of your stomach, your tits bulging between the bracket of your thighs and whimper as you watch Mingi pull almost completely out suddenly and press back in slowly.

Who the fuck is this kid?

“Let's just do this a couple of times, please.”

You give him half a nod. Too taken by watching him. Gasping in rapture each time his body shudders, as you squeeze around his tip when he matches it to the entrance of your pussy.

Your insides fighting each thrust back in, a budding feeling so intense you can barely hold your eyes open. Sharp sounds leaving your lips in little uhts and uhs. Nails embedding into the caps of his shoulders.

“Does it feel good?” Mingi huffs, sounding strained.

Finally.

“So good Mingi,” you whimper.

“You're so wet for me, fuck. Can you come again?”

You gasp a “yes!”

Mingi thrusts in, pressing his hips up into your clit again causing the orgasm to begin unfurling.

“Oh god” you whimper, “they keep coming.”

Mingi lets out a stutter of groans intermingled with a raspy laugh, when your cunt clamps down on him. His jaw tightens and you fall apart when he firmly wedges himself inside, hand coming up to press on your stomach. You cry out silently as he repeats the motion until he gets what he is seeking.

You spray the lower part of his stomach, the cute little swell that sits between the peaks of his hip bones and he lets a ragged breath at the sight of you ruined underneath him.

“Oh oh-oh,” you thrash as your legs try to straighten at the sensation.

“Fuck yes!”

Mingi’s resolve finally breaks, hooking his thumbs into the ditch of your knees and letting loose. Hips pounding against yours as the waves of your orgasm roll back to form a new crest. His face hovering above yours, eyes lowered to watch how you take him, and he groans, gaze lifting to meet your lidded one.

You clutch at the blankets, face titling and greeting Mingi’s lips sloppily as you pant into each other's mouths between haphazard kisses.

Your body’s connecting with wet laps and tight thrusts. His damp chest brushing your stiffened nipples in an opportune way that has you coming again. The hardest one of the night, from the multiple points of stimulation happening to your body.

Maybe the hardest one ever.

Mingi’s body jerks and he lets out a booming version of your name as your insides clench him, spilling his own release into the condom as your orgasm seizes his cock. You cry out louder than all your grunts and moans before.

He lets your legs go and they numbly butterfly open around his waist, as your body trembles under his continuous motions.

Mingi whispers your name in repetition as he tosses his head back, toned hips working the both of you through the aftershocks.

You open your eyes when the roaring in your ears subsides and Mingi’s are still closed, his forehead pressed to yours. One hand braced on the pillow beside your head and the other idly stroking your calf.

“Fuck,” he swallows loudly.

You let out a breathy laugh and his eyes flutter open, and slowly, while holding your gaze he shifts back. Kissing each of your thighs as he lowers them, hands spreading across the soft of your stomach and rubbing back down to your front of your hips

“Are you ok?”

“Yea, very ok.”

Mingi smiles scooting back to slowly pull out. You shudder as the warmth of your own release leaks out of you and Mingi moans.

“You came so hard,” his thumb circles your entrance causing your hips to lift off the bed and a lewd moan to escape you- “don’t move.”

Mingi removes his hand, slipping off the bed to remove the condom. Tying it in a knot and tossing it into the bin by his desk.

He returns to you, erection still bobbing as he looks down at you with those hungry, dragon eyes. Seeking treasure.

“Can I?”

His eyes flick to yours, tongue peeking out the corner of his lips.

“Can you what?”

You shuffle up on tired elbows and yelp as Mingi sends you right back flat, tugging you to the end of the bed as he lowers into a crouch.

“What do you think, can I clean you up?”

You shift up again, nodding a little shyly and Mingi grins devilishly before opening you wide to him again.

“I’ll make it worth the trouble for you.”

“Trouble for me-umph.”

The question dies in your throat. There is no kitten licking or test kisses, he dives right in mouth suctioned to your dripping core. Sucking licking and moaning into the sensitive flesh.

“Oh fuck, Mingi!”

Your head drops between your shoulders as his hands wrap around the tops of your thighs, his nose bumping your clit with the passionate way he’s devouring your pussy.

“What happened to the bashful guy downsta-ah,” you break off into a wail.

Mingi moans as you shudder, undeniably leaking more arousal into his waiting mouth, you grasp at his hand, and he takes hold of your fingertips as the other sinks into his hair and he groans into your cunt when you pull.

“Mingi!”

Shamelessly rubbing your pelvis into his face as the tension starts to tighten again. Your brain is on fire with the feeling of his mouth on you, in combination with the pleasant ache in your core where he had just been. It’s all too much, and all too good at the same time.

“Mingi, Mingi, Mingi,” you chant softly, “oh Mingi!”

He laps at you again and again in a way either of you can’t seem to get enough of by the telltale way he’s got a crushing grasp on your thighs as if his broad shoulders aren’t enough to keep you open to him. Mingi groans into your cunt, tongue flexing inside your entrance. Just as you're climaxing nicely you feel his teeth graze your clit.

Stars explode, never in your life had you felt your vision go dark and white at the same time. You cry out so strangely that you don’t even recognize your own voice. Your spine arching until the band snaps and sends you collapsing back against the bed, wheezing for air.

“Too much?”

You feel rather than see Mingi leave a kiss to your sex swollen pussy.

“What-what, the fuck was that?”

He huffs a laugh through his nose, “told you I’d make it worth it.”

Mingi slips from between your thighs and the bed sags on either side of your ribs, his lower half cloaking yours with welcome warmth as your eyes finally regain their ability to open.

You touch his cheek, gazing at him with newfound admiration, “who taught you to fuck like this?”

Mingi laughs and lowers his eyes almost bashfully, you groan. His intermittent shyness will no doubt be the death of you, and Yunho.

PART SIX: BREAKFAST

“Hey baby, we are going to miss breakfast if you don’t wake up.”

Mingi’s deep timbre melodiously sweeps into your dreamless sleep.

You groan, stretching around his body that’s sitting next to you on the bed. Eyes drifting open to find a much more scholarly version of the demon that turned your body into the aching, sated mess it is now.

“Are those real?”

Mingi touches the wire frame of his glasses, laughing shyly.

“Yea.”

“Mmm, so cute,” you pull him down for a kiss.

Mingi moans into your moan and suddenly your body isn’t so sore anymore. Hands drifting to the open collar of the buttons on his henley.

“Come on, our friends are waiting for us to head to breakfast.”

You groan in protest, kissing his neck.

“I could eat you for breakfast.”

Mingi moans low, his hand supporting your neck in a way that tells you he’s as close to giving up on food as you are, but his growling stomach makes you stop. His cheeks and ears turn pink

He retrieves a t-shirt and sweats that had been sitting at the foot of the bed, “picked you some of my stuff so you don’t have to do the walk of shame.”

“Careful, I might develop a little crush on a thoughtful guy like you.”

He nuzzles you again, “get dressed please, I want to eat and then come back and have you again. If that’s ok with you?”

Mingi pulls back to meet your gaze, puppy eyes on full display. Internally you’re crumbling into a swooning pile of nothing.

Fuck.

“Yes, please.” You peck him on the lips before climbing out from under his covers.

Mingi sits back against the headboard and watches you slip into the clothes he’s lending you. His eyes furrowed in thought.

“Why didn’t you just hook up with Yunho?” Mingi asks from his sprawled position on the bed, taking a swig of the water he’d put on the nightstand for you.

“Because Yunho and I never have sex without a third,” You tug his shirt down, “and he wanted me fuck you first, before he takes you or us to bed.”

You laugh as Mingi sputters and chokes on the water, his cheeks flaming.

You climb into his lap completely dressed, “not that you really needed a test run in my opinion.”

“Does that mean, all of us…together?”

You bite back a moan as Mingi looks at you with the widest puppy eyes you never knew he could display.

You raise an eyebrow, “are you trying to convince me to skip breakfast?”

“Breakfast first, we'll need our energy.”

🗝️Note: Here's the long version of what happened: I wrote a massive part of this fic last year in August. But had a minor surgery in October that kind of foiled any progress and spent most of the fall/winter traveling around to see friends. Took on a bigger job role at the end of December and was in training until the 1st of March. Had some insane (and annoying) health issues happen from end of March - June 😒 that have furthered the issues with my brain. Then uhhh, hurricane Helene decided to make her way into the Appalachians'. I am truly suprised in myself that I managed to get this posted today, after the craziness of this week alone. We are still without water, having to shower at my aunts. Work was so far on another level, that its not even on earth. And we had an emergency vet visit. BUT ITS HERE. So sorry that it’s taken me so long to get this out. Hope it was worth the wait!

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𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 // 𝑀.𝒮.

𝔅𝔶 𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢 💋

𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: Inspired by the song Nothing by the Script

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: lowkey kinda heart wrenching / drinking / borderline addiction / swearing / toxic??

𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓇: This story is fictional! I am aware that the triplets are sober. This is a little thing I like to call 'story telling'.

𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 1739

So I stumble there, along the railings and the fences

I know if I faced her face, that she'll come to her senses

Every drunk step I take leads me to her door

If she sees how much I'm hurting, she'll take me back for sure

“Please be up. Please be up.”

“...mmph…Hello?”

“...H-Hi.”

“What is it?”

“...C-Can I come over?”

A heavy sigh. “No, Matt-”

“Please,” he interrupted her, afraid that if he didn’t she would hang up. “I miss you.”

“How much have you had to drink tonight?”

“I haven’t-”

“Goodnight, Matthew.”

“Fuck- fine, six,” he mumbled, sniffling sharply and rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. “I had six-”

“Six what, Matthew?”

“I…I-” he paused, sniffling again. “I miss you, can I come see you?”

“No, Matthew.”

“Stop it,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Stop calling me that, you never call me that.”

“You need to get some rest. I’m calling Nick-”

“No, d-don’t go. Please.”

“Matt, you’re not taking care of yourself.”

“I just need to see you again,” he stated, sniffling again. “Please, I…I’ll leave you alone if you let me see you one more time.”

Another sigh. “How do you plan on getting here.”

“I’ll dr-”

“No you will not.”

His heart leaped. She still cares. She doesn’t want anything to happen to me. There’s still hope. “Uber?”

“Where are you right now.”

He looked around. “Outside.”

“Is there anything around you?”

“Trees?”

“Where are Nick and Chris.”

“Insid-”

“You make my blood boil,” she groaned.

“I’m sorry,” he hiccuped. “I miss you. I-I love you.”

“Stop.”

He sniffled again, a chill running through his body. He pulled his thin jacket tighter to his body. “Can I come see you?”

“Matthew, where are you.”

“I c-can get an uber, or I can walk. I don’t mind walking-” he whispered, his voice breaking again. He sniffled. “Please, I need you. I need to see you and hear you and..and feel you.”

“Matt, are you safe? Where are you. I need you to answer my questions.”

“I’m at home,” he mumbled.

“Where.”

“The driveway.”

“I will send you an uber, but this is the last time.”

Click.

X O X O X O

The knock at the door startled her, despite anticipating it at any moment. She got up from her spot on the couch, making a beeline for the door. She opened it and in stumbled a drunken Matt, who dropped to his knees in front of her, wrapping his arms gently around her thighs. He rested his cheek on the plush of her thigh.

She couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She would give in if she did. She could hear his soft sniffling and the sound of his lips leaving soft kisses to her thigh. “I’m s-sorry, please look at me. Please say something.”

“You can’t keep doing this, Matt. You have to let me go.”

He sniffled again. She felt the warm dampness of his tears on her skin. “I c-can’t.”

“You have to.”

“Please don’t make me,” he sobbed. She finally looked down at him, her heart aching at the sight of him clung to her legs, completely broken. “I need you, I can’t-”

“You need to find a way,” she insisted, reaching behind her to take Matt’s hands out of their interlocked state. He refused, holding her tighter. “Matt, you need to let me go.”

“You’re all I have,” he hiccuped, looking up at her with watery bloodshot eyes. His lip quivered, a tear rolled down his cheek. “I-I have nothing without you,” his voice croaked.

She sighed, sinking down onto the floor. She gently stroked his cheek, wiping the tears off of his face with her free hand. “Why do you do this to yourself?”

He sniffled. “I don’t want you to go, p-please,” he begged her. “Don’t leave me.”

“You know I can’t stay with you,” she whispered to him. “You do this to yourself every night. I’m so worried about you, Nick and Chris are worried about you.”

He looked at her, his face blotchy and red from crying. His eyes were even bluer than normal. “Y-You are?” he asked, leaning into her touch as she held his cheek.

“Matt, everyone’s worried about you,” she replied. “You have so many people that care about you, why are you torturing yourself like this? It kills me seeing you like this.” She brushed his messy hair out of his face, looking into his glossy eyes.

“Please- one more chance,” he pleaded, moving in close to her. He rested his forehead against hers, their noses gently brushing together. “One more…I can’t lose you. You’re the only person in this world that I want,” he continued.

“Matt…”

“You’re the only girl I want to wake up next to,” he whispered, his hand coming up to gently cup her cheek, his thumb delicately tracing her chin. His lips ghosted over hers. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. “You’re the only girl I wanna take out and show off, you’re the only girl I want to lay next to at night. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before,” he whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I…I’m so fucking scared. I’ve never been this vulnerable and open with another person before,” a soft sob fell from his lips. He bumped his nose gently against hers, their lips grazing. “Tell me you don’t love me, and I’ll go away,” he stated.

“Matt-”

“Say it. I’ll never bother you again, I’ll never call or…or show up uninvited again. But you have to say it,” he whimpered, his eyes opening to look into hers. His free hand cupped her other cheek. “Please look at me,” he pleaded.

She pursed her lips, opening her eyes as well to look at him. As soon as she looked into his deep blue eyes, she felt herself melting. Matt’s gaze softened, noticing her more relaxed state. He leaned in to close the gap between them, only stopping when he felt her cold fingers touch his lips.

“You have to let me go, Matt,” she whispered again.

His lip quivered, a whimper getting caught in his throat, tears threatening to spill once again. “Say you don’t love me,” he repeated.

She stayed silent once again. She couldn’t say it. She knew deep down that she loved him, and that a part of her always would love him.

“I can get better, I can be better,” he continued, looking down at her with tearful eyes. “All I want is to be better for you-”

“You can’t go a single night without drinking yourself dumb,” she stopped him. “You can’t change, Matt. You’ve had the opportunities-”

Matt shook his head in disbelief. “Please, I-I know I can change-”

“You can’t.”

She went to stand back up, her heart shattering as he clung to her for dear life. “N-No, please,” he hiccuped, his fingers digging into her clothed hips. “Please,” he sobbed, looking up at her with his glassy blue eyes, his pupils blown out and bloodshot. “Don’t…Don’t push me away. Don’t push me out,” he whimpered.

She stood her ground, refusing to look down at his pathetic state. She refused to touch him, knowing if she did, she wouldn’t be able to let go of him. “I’m calling Nick.”

“I’m begging you-”

“I can’t let you stay again. I can’t keep letting you hurt me.”

Matt’s lips parted in disbelief, a stray tear rolling down his cheek and falling from his chin. “Hurt you?” His eyes glossed over with pain, one that he had never known before. “H-How…What do you mean?”

She pursed her lips, her eyes closing as she tried to think of the best way to word what she wanted to say. “You always do this, Matt. You come over, you do this every time. I always give in because-” a pause interrupted her sentence, her questioning if she should say it out loud or keep it a distant shout in the back of her head. “Because I love you, and…I can’t not love you.”

A glimmer of hope replaced the sorrow in his eyes. “I never stopped loving you,” he spoke, his voice wavering, his nerves shot from the lack of control he had over himself in this moment. He rose to his feet gracelessly. His hand felt cold as it touched her cheek, though the gentle caress of his fingers on her skin made her melt. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted. Let me show you, let me prove it to you.” He watched her face, examining any little change in her expression. Please don’t let me go. Please don’t push me away.

“I can’t go through this again, Matt,” she whispered, leaning into his touch. “You have to promise me-”

“I promise, I promise. Fuck, I swear on my life,” he enveloped her in his arms. “I promise,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her head. He felt her arms snake around his waist, hugging him back, and he nearly collapsed as relief flooded his body. “I love you so much,” he mumbled softly into her hair, kissing her head again.

“We have to start slow,” she spoke softly, setting her boundaries. “I can’t jump right back in like none of this ever happened-”

“I know,” he replied. “I know, that’s fine, I’ll wait forever if I have to.”

“You’ve sobered up quite a bit,” she sniffled softly, and it was only then that Matt released his embrace, pulling away to look down at her. She looked up at him, smiling softly as a tear rolled down her cheek, glimmering in the moonlight.

His thumb brushed across her cheek, wiping the tear from her face. “Why are you crying?”

“I missed you, Matt,” she replied. It felt like a stake being driven into his heart, it stung. All of those nights of him wallowing in his own self pity, wasting away his potential, all of those nights thinking she loathed him, thinking he would never be able to feel happy again; It was all in his head. None of it was real. She never felt that way about him. She waited for him, she loved him through his mistakes, through his flaws, through his lowest moments. Nobody had ever been so loyal to him before, apart from his family. Nobody had ever waited to catch him when he fell.

“I missed you too.” More than you could ever know.

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇'𝓈 𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒:

𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈:

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abiatackerman · 6 months ago

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"Levi x Reader" Masterlist

Oneshots:

(Aot era)

Daddy's little rival

Just Levi and his son are fighting over you on a weekend afternoon!!!

Interrupted by brats

What can be worse for Levi when the brats interrupt his kissing twice? You'll be leaving for a week and he can't even properly give you a goodbye kiss! He'll definitely punish the brats for this!!!!

Oops! Daddy said the "F" word?!

What happens when Levi accidentally curses in front of his own son? Of course his son starts repeating him too!

Food fight and forgiven kisses

After having a rough fight with Levi, you decide not to eat anything. Being defeated by your stubbornness, Levi throws you over his shoulder to feed you himself.

Healing touches

Hiding sickness is nothing unexpected when it comes to Levi Ackerman, but he always fails to hide it from you. But he's not minding it since your soft touches never fails to heal him up.

Love lost, peace gained (angst)

"Congratulations to your marriage, Levi Ackerman. I hope you'll have a happy life."

You say smiling softly as you take your last look at him. Last look at him as "Your Levi"

Sweet nothings to the baby bump

Nothing is more adorable than Levi talking sweetly with the baby who's currently in your bump... Who ever thought humanity's strongest soldier can be this gentle?

Silly Jealousy

Doesn't matter if it's just a young recruit who has a crush on you, you're his! All he wants to do is throw this boy out of the window and cuddle you....

Sass War: Levi Vs Y/N

Why would Levi have to be the only one with a smart mouth? Nope, you're not gonna let him win this time... You'll have a "SWEET" fight with him over words today!

A stupid promise

Falling for a captain who's 10 years older than you was stupid. Making a promise with him in the middle of the night was stupider!

Sweet Banters

Levi scolds you for skipping meals, for not taking care of yourself. Instead of taking his concern seriously you tease Levi by calling him "Princess" and "Pookie", flustering him to your heart's content.

Morning kisses and pancakes

"Husband Levi Ackerman" cooks your breakfast while you sleep comfortably. Then gently waking you up he feeds you and it feels nothing but a dream to you two!

Together we fall, together we rise

Levi was on the verge of dying and was severely hurt but that didn't stop you from loving him or made his resolve weak. Rather the two of you vowed that you'll heal him so Levi will be able to kill Zeke himself!

Period cramps

You never thought out of everyone, Levi Ackerman will massage your abdomen while you're having cramps.... It's not like you're complaining because it feels so good!

Reverse "Healing Touches"

Just a description of "Boyfriend Levi Ackerman" taking care of her sweetest girlfriend while she's sick!

Frosty night, warm embraces

The cold is nothing compared to Levi's warmth.... You sigh with content and close your eyes, hugging him tightly and fall asleep with a smile...

Too late (angst)

He thought you both had enough time and that's why he rejected you.... But this world is cruel... It never fails to show its cruelty to him...

Sweat Soaked Confessions

Typical Levi, who was sick, was pushing himself as far as could and was sweating due to the forced efforts. Getting mad you start to snap at him, but the snapping turns suddenly into something else.

Wine and drunken whispers

Nothing but Levi taking you to your room after you get drunk. Being the sweetest person he is, he takes care of you grumpily and stays with you until you fall asleep.....

Yandere talks

Why does each and every possessive word of him sound so sexy? His Yandere behaviour never fails to turn you on...

Red Date (NSFW)

Everything is red, your dress, your lips, the wine.... And your cheeks too after you and Levi share the intense kiss 💋

First date

Levi has finally invited you on a date, indirectly. Since it's Levi, he takes you to a calm countryside so that you both will be able to enjoy the beautiful sunset.

Falling asleep with Levi

Nothing can give you or Levi more peace than falling asleep together while cuddling. It's a dream for both of you......

Desk war and pencil swords

Just you and Levi, having sweet conversations and funny dramas while doing paperwork together....

(Modern Era) (Requests are open):

Detective Levi x Doctor Levi (NSFW)

You work in the same organisation where the best detective of your country, Levi Ackerman works. Since it's not a rare thing for you to heal him both physically and mentally, it also shouldn't be a surprising fact if you find out he likes you, right?

Teacher Levi x Student reader

You have an "open-secret" crush on the most stoic professor of your college, on Professor Levi Ackerman. When your crush calls you in his office room and asks if you can keep a secret or not, can you say no?

Additional:

Levi Ackerman as your boyfriend

This is how "I" head cannon Levi, as a boyfriend. You can head cannon him in your way and I have nothing against you. So please, no hate words.

"Levi month 24" event's oneshots

All the Oneshots are written on the different prompts of the event "Levi Month 24"

Personal headcanons and thoughts on Levi

How I headcanon Levi as a boyfriend/lover/husband. Also some random facts about him which are totally my personal thoughts.

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hanniebaeee · 6 months ago

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Hide and Seek

Jeonghan x fem!reader

Warning: Lots of touching and kissing ��, drinking, Joshua, Mingyu and Vernon also have a crush on you, and they don't give up on an opportunity to have you (sorry!)

Genre: suggestive MDNI

Summary: Every year your office group goes on a team outing. This is your first year with them, and you play a drunken game of hide and seek.

a/n: This is so silly, actually. The boys looked so so good in this particular episode of Going Seventeen and I've been dying to write something fun and naughty ever since!

Being the only girl in a team of boys has many perks. You're their princess. They take care of you - you don't even have to lift a finger. So much attention. Attention and pampering overload. And it's even more fun when at least a few of them have a crush on you.

You were the only girl working with a team of boys when you joined The SVT Group. You were terrified to begin with. Some of you new coworkers loved you at first sight - like Mingyu and Hoshi (your team lead). They showered you with compliments all the time and assisted you with any work you found difficult. Then there was Seungcheol, Joshua and Wonwoo - so caring and protective. Dino who looks up to you - literally, you were his idol. Vernon, the one with the cute shy smiles, deep conversations and the best playlists. Seokmin, Minghao and Seugkwan who were such good friends. And then, there is Yoon Jeonghan. He teased and teased and teased.

Not to forget your cute manager, Jihoon. He was so sweet - literally the dad of the group.

The boys always took you along when they hung out since you were new to the city and so far away from home. They were your colleagues and your friends. And you loved them.

One day, they told you about their annual team outing. The entire team, would find somewhere fun to go - do touristy things, just have fun together. A good team building activity, not that this particular team needed any. This time Jihoon and Hoshi had decided on a resort in the mountains. Lots of hiking, nature walks, good food and you would also get the entire place to yourselves. This was your first time too, so all the preparations were a bit extra.

The first two days were very busy and tiring since you hiked and camped and hiked some more. You were all too tired by the end of the day to do anything else. So the next day was a rest day. Everyone lazed around the resort. Swimming, reading, eating, meditating and sleeping.

By evening, the drinks were brought. But Jihoon didn't want you to be drinking with all these boys.

'No. This is non-negotiable. Go to bed. We'll do something together tomorrow ok? Your safety is our responsibility. I won't compromise with that.' Jihoon said, firmly, shaking his head. 'And this is not open for discussion, so Y/N, go to bed.'

'Not fair!' Dino whined.

'I'll send you to bed too, Dino.' Warned Jihoon, making the youngest of the group fall silent.

You pouted before reluctantly saying good night and leaving. You sat reading a book and after a couple of hours, you got a text from Dino.

Dino: Woozi and Hoshi have gone to bed, if you want to come down.

Y/N: Seriously?

Dino: Only if you want to

Y/N: Be right there

You flew down the stairs and entered the hall where the boys sat. They were all sprawled around the room, cans and bottles scattered around them.

'What are you doing here little girl?' Jeonghan asked lazily, his eyes studying you.

You were dressed in a deep red jumper and pyjama pants, your hair a messy bun. You could see that most of them were quite drunk. Some more than the others.

'Here to steal a drink.' You said with a grin.

'Should've stayed in your room like you were told.' he said tsk-tsking.

'Yah, stop that!' Mingyu said, giving you space to sit near him and letting you take a sip of his beer. 'You're safe with us.'

'Says the one who kissed Seokmin last year after drinking.' scoffed Wonwoo.

'You didn't!' You gasped.

'In my defense, he was wearing a wig!' Mingyu said, with embarrassment.

'That was for the game you idiot!' said Seokmin.

'What game?' You asked, sneaking another swig of Mingyu's beer.

Seungcheol shared a grin with Jeonghan.

'So, we usually play a game during our team holiday.' explained Joshua. 'Most of the time we're pretty drunk to remember anything the next day, but yeah, it's fun.'

'I'm intrigued.' You said, eyeing Jun and Minghao who were slumped unconscious on the carpet. Vernon and Seungkwan was nearly there too.

'It's fun, Y/N. This is one night we usually forget all boundaries and have the most fun. No judgments or discussions later.' nodded Wonwoo. 'That's a rule.'

'Join us.' said Jeonghan, licking his lips.

You shivered at the bedroom eyes he gave you. You stare at each other for a few seconds until Mingyu shielded you with his body.

'Stop doing that!' He said, pulling you to his chest. Mingyu was so warm, it was making you sweat.

'Let's play tonight.' said Seokmin rubbing his hands together. 'I think this will be the best year yet!'

'What are we playing?' You asked.

The boys were silent before Seungcheol said 'Hide and seek?'

'Really? Hide and seek?' You giggled.

'We'll make two teams. Hiders and seekers. It's just not finding you, the seeker should bring you back here. If no one gets you by dawn, and you get back to the starting point, you win. And you can demand anything from any of us. But if one of us manages to catch you and bring you here, you'll do whatever that person wants. WHATEVER. You don't get to say no or make a fuss then.' Seungcheol explained.

Jeonghan's eyes were fixed on you, a smirk playing on his handsome face. You held his gaze and felt a strange desire to kiss him. Sighing you looked away.

'Ok, 100 points for each person you find. And since Y/N is Y/N, 500 for her.' Seungcheol said, grinning.

'Yah!' You said jumping up from her seat. 'That's so unfair!'

'I told you, you should've stayed in your room.' Jeonghan said, laughing.

'You can't all hide together. But if you see your teammates being captured, you can help them escape. And the seekers can also help each other when necessary.' Joshua added.

'Does that sound ok, Y/N?' asked Wonwoo.

You nod, chewing on your lower lip.

'Good!' Said Joshua. 'Who are the seekers?'

Jeonghan, Mingyu, Seungcheol, Joshua, Jun and Vernon raised their hands.

'That means Wonu, Dino, Hao, Seungkwan, Y/N and DK can hide.' Said Seungcheol.

Seokmin got to work, waking up your sleeping friends. Seungcheol prepared the shots you would take before the game began. Once that was out of the way, Jeonghan said 'Hiders can run first. After 10 minutes, the seekers.'

'No closed or locked doors. No sharp objects. No going outside the building. We don't do violence, this is supposed to be fun. Ok?' Said Seungcheol.

'Any questions, Y/N-ah? Seungkwan asked. 'Because once the game begins, you can't quit.'

'You guys are really scaring me.' You said, raising an eyebrow at Seungcheol.

You couldn't help but feel like Little Red Riding Hood in your deep red jumper, being pursued by some very handsome and drunk wolves.

'You guys will help me, won't you?' You asked your teammates, with a hint of doubt in your voice.

'We'll give our lives for you.' Dino assured you. 'Don't worry.'

Jeonghan laughed. He looked so intimidating and sexy, you really were scared.

'Run sweetheart. Run.' He sang, shooing you away with a wave of his hand.

'I hope I'll have some self-control tonight.' Mingyu muttered, running his fingers through his silky hair, watching you run away with the other hiders. He was deeply aroused by the sight of you in your pyjamas, mildly drunk and giggling as you ran.

'Be gentle with her guys. She's terrified.' said Vernon, already feeling bad for you.

'She wanted to play.' Jeonghan pointed out with a shrug. 'Don't forget your part.'

In 10 minutes, after one more round of shots and the boys poured out of the room.

You ran as fast as you could. Alcohol wasn't your strongest point, and you felt the warmth of the shots you'd done spread through your body. The entire building was silent. You didn't see anyone at all, except for a person dozing at the reception. You glanced at your watch. It was 1:15 am. You had a few hours before dawn.

The first place you ran to was the staircase. You had seen a bit of a gap between the stairs and the wall behind it. In that gap was a huge potted plant that really needed a trim. You could hear footsteps and Mingyu's loud laugh from behind you. This had you scurrying past the leaves and you hid behind the plant, under the staircase.

Your mind was foggy, but you tried to remember any other options for when (or if) you got caught. With all the noise in your head, you had forgotten to stay alert in the present. It was strangely silent now.

Your breath hitched as you saw a movement on the other side. No way were you getting caught so easily. The person was moving back. So did you - edging back. Well, big mistake. This ruffled some of the leaves of the plant and the person stopped. You pressed a hand against your mouth and nose, eyes wide. But the person bent down and said in a whisper, 'Come out baby'.

Her heart squeezed as you heard Joshua's soft voice. You tried to make no move, but he knew you were there.

'Don't make me come in there.' he added, holding a hand out which you took reluctantly.

Joshua smiled innocently as he helped you out.

'How did you find me? Did you see me go in?' You whispered.

'Your perfume.' he whispered back.

You remember that he had liked it a lot. Sighing, you said 'Are you going to take me back, Shua?'

Joshua smirked at your flirty tone.

'That's what I want to do.' he replied taking a step forward. You took one backwards.

'Can't we make a deal?' You propose, looking at him confidently in your drunken haze.

'I'm listening.' he said, caging you between the wall and his body, arms on either side of your head.

'Tell me what you would do if you win. What you'll want me to do?' You asked, knowing at least a bit of his intentions already.

'I can only say that when I know you can't refuse. Theres a lot I would want from you.' Joshua murmured.

'Now's a good situation. I may not refuse if you promise to let me go.' You added impact by moving a strand of hair off his face.

His took in a shaky breath and chuckled. Then he said, 'Ok, deal. I don't think we'll get to do this ever again.'

He just leaned forward, arms still on the walls. You welcomed the kiss eagerly, the only thing in your mind being your escape. But again, he did agree to help you, so you wanted to please him - so that he doesn't change his mind later. He moaned into your mouth as you put your arms around his neck, pulling him close. His arms ran down your sidessides, landing on your hips.

You giggled.

'Why are you so cute?' You asked, as he rested his face in the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses there.

He chuckled before he kissed you again. Slowly, Joshua broke the kiss and moved his hands away.

'For a good cause.' He said to himself.

'Hm?' You asked, looking at him with a huge grin. He shook his head, but reflected your grin. You reach out to pinch his cheek, and he just cupped your cheeks and pulled you close to kiss your forehead.

'Run now.' He said, stepping aside to let you pass. 'Go on.'

'Love you, Shua! Thank you!!' You said as you rushed past him.

Seungcheol walked into the library slowly. He was sure he saw some movement there. But he wasn't really sure if it was You. The room was completely dark except for the moonlight pouring in through the slit in the curtains. He almost screamed as something hit him in the back and fell. He jumped back and looked down to see Seungkwan on the floor with a hand over his mouth.

Exhaling in relief, he shooed him away. Seungkwan scrambled away from the room. But he did see something else through the corner of his eyes.

'Got you.' he said as he caught you behind the heavy curtains.

'You guys are too good at this!' You complained, stepping out of your hiding spot. 'And you let him go!'

Seungcheol chuckled and said, 'Years of experience.'

When you thought he wasn't paying attention, you tried to step aside, but he moved quickly, blocking your way.

'Come on Cheol!' You whine. You didn't want to to try anything funny with him - you didn't know why, but he always brought in a more brotherly feeling in you. So kissing him would be so weird.

You stepped the other way and he blocked you again, before stopping with a defeated sigh.

'Next time, I'm gonna drag you back ok?' He said with a smile.

'Why are you letting me go?' You asked, narrowing your eyes at him. 'Just like that?'

You had a feeling that this was not the brotherly affection playing. It was something else.

'You know why.' he said with a knowing look.

'No I don't. Is it because I'm like a cute little sister to you?' You asked, giving him an innocent look.

'You know what I'm saying!' He said, laughing. 'You know exactly what's gonna happen.'

'You're no fun!' You said, sticking your tongue out. 'Let's see what happens.'

'Good luck!!' Seungcheol called out.

'Yeah yeah.' You laugh as you ran.

That's two down, you thought. You believed you could win this. Peeking into the TV room, you saw at least two shadows lurking in there. Dropping down to your knees, you crawl past the room, trying your best to make no noise.

Once past the door, you got up and sprinted. But ran straight into something hard. Falling on your back, you looked up to see Mingyu doing a happy dance. You groan, rubbing your hands over your butt.

'Found you!' He whisper scremed.

'Shhhhh!' You hiss, before getting back on your feet and running.

'Hey!'

Mingyu chased you. The man was way too tall for his own good. And he was way too fast. He caught hold of a handful of your jumper. You struggled a bit and kicked him on the shin, making him let go as he cried out in pain.

You ran into the kitchen, and Mingyu followed. You ran around the kitchen counter, with Mingyu making grabby hands at you. You squeal and jump away, dodging him.

'Yah, I can't breathe!' You pant, pushing him off as he came close. You put both your hands on his chest, pushing him away.

'Stop struggling!' Mingyu said as he lifted you off your feet easily and threw you over his shoulder.

'Mingooooo put me down!' You wailed.

'Please be quiet Jagi! I am trying my best-' Mingyu stopped short as you made a sound that sounded a lot like a moan.

'Why would you do that!' He whined, putting you on the marble countertop.

'Because it hurt!!!' You whine back.

'You'll be the death of me.' he said, taking in a deep breath.

'What can I do, so you'd let me go?' You asked slowly.

'What?' Mingyu asked, lifting his head but his hands were on your thighs, so that you wouldn't run.

'You can ask.' You said with a shrug.

He pretended to think and you squeaked as he pressed his fingertips a bit into your thighs. He smirked seeing you trying to swat his hands away. He grabbed your legs and pulled you closer, now standing between your legs.

'Alright, let's make a deal.' He said, his face way too close to yours. 'But we don't talk of this ever. Ok?'

You nod in agreement.

'Ok. I'll give you a chance to convince me to let you go.' He said, moving his hands off your body.

'You want me to start?' You blurt out, blushing.

'Do go all shy on me now.' Mingyu whispered, all the playfulness gone from his voice.

'Hey. Don't be like that!' You said, slapping his hand.

'Like what baby?' He asked, tilting his head a bit.

'Oh my god.' You mutter. Kissing Joshua had been easy. But Mingyu was making it a bit hard for you to laugh it off.

'Can you smile at least?' You asked.

'Why?' Mingyu wanted to know.

'Because I love your smile. It's your best thing. Makes me want to kiss you, maybe?' You ramble.

You did love his smile, but you were afraid if he would see through the rest of your bluff. But he just blushed and laughed.

'You're good!' He said with raised eyebrows. 'Oh my God. Everyone thinks you're such an innocent angel, but you're just-'

'Good boy.' You said, grabbing him by his shirt collar and pulling him closer, not allowing him to finish that sentence. He opened his mouth immediately, kissing you. Boy, did he know how to kiss! You felt his hands on your waist, holding you ever so gently. You slipped your fingers through his hair, your nails scratching his scalp, which had him moaning.

Every time you closed your eyes, it felt like you were spiraling out of control. His strong arms pulled you into him, almost as if grounding you. He kept kissing you and it felt like you could go on for hours and you wouldn't get tired of it at all. When you separated, you looked at him with glazed eyes. The buzz in your head was louder now.

'Did I convince you?' You asked and he just stared at you.

'Yes. But I don't want to let you go.' he pouted. 'I want to win, so I can make you do that again and again.'

You laughed.

'I'm gonna run.' You inform him, using your leg to push him back.

'Nooooo.' He cried dramatically, grabbing you back towards him gently, making you laugh more.

You hop off the counter and break into a jog.

'Hey!' Mingyu had started following you, 'I just want to make sure you understand how this thing works...we're good right?'

You stop, trying to steady yourself on the doorframe.

'Yeah, of course we are.' You said, resting your head against the cold wall.

'Good.' He said, leaning against the kitchen counter with a smile. 'Ok, go go go.'

Vernon was way too tipsy. He wished he could be the one to catch you. He's had a crush on you ever since the first time you joined, but unlike the others, he was too shy to show it. He walked down the corridor, slowly. All the doors on both sides of him were closed, but he smirked as he saw you at the very end of the corridor.

All that running had you panting like a dog and you were leaning against a wall to catch your breath. You had the shock of your life as a pair of strong arms wrapped around you from behind.

You gave out a startled yelp before recognizing your captor.

'Got you!' Vernon announced softly, so close to your ear.

'Vernon!' You laughing. 'I'm so tired, I don't think I can run.'

'What are you gonna do now, Y/N?' Vernon asked, his words slurring slightly.

'What are you gonna do Vernon Chwe?' You whispered as he swayed slightly.

You try to break his grip on you, which was quite strong to start with.

'Please don't do that' Vernon said. 'Please?'

'You mean this?' You asked, innocently, trying to pry this arms off you.

'Y/N ahhh, please!!' He begged, and you both struggle, falling to the ground.

'Shit shit shit.' He said, trying to get on top.

As you giggle and struggle on the ground, someone else came up.

'Hey, help me!' Vernon said, as Jun rushed towards you. He was on his knees, trying to contain you.

'Junieee, what are you doing?!' You cried out, 'You stupid boys!'

Jun laughed, but fell over as you kicked him.

'What the hell are you two doing?!' Wonwoo's voice boomed through the corridor as approached them.

'Wonnuuuuuu, help me please!' You wail, making Wonwoo burst out into laughter. He knelt down, trying to grab Jun. You were all a mess, laughing, with tears running down your cheeks.

You were sandwiched between Jun and Vernon, and now with a Wonwoo on top.

But he was successful in pulling you out of the mess. Slipping out of the tangle of limbs, you escape, calling out you thanks to Wonwoo.

Four down, just one to go.

You were terrified to be honest. You knew what Jeonghan could do to you. It was worse that he was well aware of this too. He would definitely use it to his advantage. You understood that it's the only reason he was keeping himself for the last.

You jumped at any sound you heard, waiting for the sly trickster to pounce on you. Your nervousness only increased as you were engulfed in silence. Where was everyone?!

You glanced around, your eyes well adjusted to the darkness. You wished for Jeonghan to just come and catch you already. You anxiety skyrocketed and you felt like a storm was brewing in your tummy.

Even when you kissed Joshua and Mingyu, the only person you really wished to kiss was Jeonghan. The man never stopped teasing you, but unfortunately, he never made a move either. You were already starting to believe that he just saw you as one of the boys. He teased everyone. You weren't any special.

You were lost in thought, and walked straight into a door.

'Oww' You rubbed your throbbing nose and forehead with your hand and turned around - to walk straight into Jeonghan. You jumped back with a little scream, your back hitting the door, again.

'Oh my God!' You panted, with both your hands on your chest.

'Looking for me?' Jeonghan asked sweetly.

'I should be asking you that.' You said, hoping your wild heartbeats weren't that loud.

'Right you are.' He said. 'So, what's it gonna be?'

'What do you mean?'

'You can come walking, or I can carry you back. Whichever suits you best.'

'I'm not going anywhere with you.' You huff, and tried to speed walk past him.

'Hey!' He grabbed you towards him, arms around your waist, your back pressed against his chest.

'I think it's time you stopped playing so hard to get.' He whispered. 'Aren't we both tired of it?'

'I could say the same, you know.' You counter, as your body tremble in his arms.

He loosened his grip on you with a chuckle. You take this opportunity to attempt an escape. But he captured you again. Pushing you against the wall, he kissed you for the first time. It was anything but soft - lips crashing, breaths stolen - so wet. It was just what your had imagined life would be like with Jeonghan. Rough, needy, messy - and you loved it. His lips slipped down your jaw and he placed open mouthed kisses down your neck. He buried his face in your chest, breathing you in.

You whine, pushing yourself against his warm body. Jeonghan gave a breathy laugh and tugged at your jumper.

'I want to touch you...I want to touch you so bad!' He said, his voice going an octave lower. His hands groped around your chest gently, while he kissed your neck again. How soft his actions were, despite the needy demeanor he displayed. His lips are on yours again, kissing you more sweetly now. Pulling back, he looked at you, eyes tender.

'Hannie. I want you!' You said impatiently.

'Ok baby, ok.' he agreed 'Lets get this over with.'

You let him take your hand and run towards the room where it all started. Seokmin, Minghao and Dino were the first to block your path.

'Sorry Hannie, not today.' Dino said, pulling you behind him for safekeeping.

You wrap your arms around Dino from behind and said 'Thank you darling.'

Seokmin and Minghao wrestled with Jeonghan, all laughing. You were joined by the rest of the boys who all joined in on tormenting Jeonghan.

'Ok, ok, enough!' Seungcheol broke up the party. 'We've all endured the painful process of Jeonghan falling in love for the first time, for the past one year.'

Everyone laughed and you just stared at Jeonghan, as he tried to push Seungcheol away.

'Please. We played your fucking game. Now get out of here both of you.' the blond haired man continued.

'Ah, Hannie is going to corrupt my poor Y/N. I'm telling Woozi!' Dino cried, hugging you.

'Oh please. Your Y/N has more tricks up her sleeves than you could think of. It's Hannie we should feel sorry for.' Mingyu retorted, making you blush crimson.

Jeonghan burst out laughing.

'That's all I want to hear. Baby, I'm very happy to know that.' Jeonghan teased as you glared daggers at Mingyu.

'So who won?' Vernon asked.

'Oh.' Seokmin glanced around. 'Y/N did.'

The boys turned around to see you already in the living area, sitting on the sofa Jeonghan had occupied previously.

'Sorry boys. Like I said, you're idiots.' you said, shrugging.

'Ok. Good move, good move.' Mingyu said, clapping. 'You won.'

You clap in happiness too, so did the others.

'So, what's your demand?' Seungcheol asked. 'It can be anything.'

Your eyes were on Jeonghan. He smiled, and for the first time ever, you saw his cheeks turn pink. You laugh a little, just to diffuse the awkwardness.

'Um, I don't know how to do this!' You start, your arms and legs feeling the first hints of fatigue.

'Ah, it's ok, Y/N! It's just us!' Seungkwan said. 'We'll only tease you forever!'

'Hannie. I want Hannie.'

Everyone is silent now - all eyes on you and Jeonghan.

'That's it? Just that?' Mingyu asked, raising an eye brow. 'Just Hannie?'

'Mhm. Just him.' You said, cheeks growing warm.

Jeonghan just steps forward, wrapping you up in his arms and kissing you. You hug him back, laughing as he pulls back to look at you.

'I love you silly girl.' He mumbled and you laugh harder.

'I love you too Hannie.'

Jihoon and Hoshi glance around the breakfast table with narrowed eyes. Everyone looked like shit, but dressed well and clean. You had your head on Jeonghan's shoulder and he had an arm around you.

'When did that happen?' Hoshi asked, eyeing you both suspiciously.

'It was the funniest thing. He just asked her out this morning and they've been inseparable since then.' Joshua offered, with a little shrug.

'Mhm, very funny.' Hoshi said, watching Joenghan pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Jihoon sighed and said, 'You did it, didn't you? You had your stupid game night!'

'What? No-'

'Was she in it too? I know you fools, you do stupid shit in the name of game night. If I get to know that any of you tried anything with Y/N, I will fire you for sure!' Jihoon threatened.

Mingyu and Joshua looked at each other and away quickly.

'I'm alright, Ji. Thank you. Everythings fine.' You said, smiling at your boss.

He just looked irritated. You were one of them now. He just sighed, shaking his head.

'Pack up!'

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kamii-2 · 4 months ago

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next morning

warning(s): drinking, hangover, throwing up

genre: fluff

pairing(s): ice brady x drunk!reader

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“c’mon let’s get you inside.” ice told you as she helped your drunken-self into the apartment door. you were so drunk you couldn’t walk without stumbling. usually when you two go out she’s the only getting drinks and you’re the one staying sober just because you didn’t like to drink that much but today you decided you wanted to. as the night went on you had a lot and it was hitting you hard, ice knew for a fact that you were gonna be super sick in the morning. at around 11 she decided that you had enough drinks and you guys went back to your apartment.

ice made you sit in the couch as she took off her shoes and your shoes and put them up. “ice.” you said quietly, “hm?” she replied just as quiet, “i love you.” you muttered while she looked up at you from untying your shoes, “i love you too.” she smiled. “im really tired.” you groaned while leaning back in the couch and closing your eyes, “no wake up, you still have to take off your makeup and get changed.” she said while tapping your thigh. “can you wipe my makeup for me? please?” you begged while your eye were still closed, “yes.” she replied softly. you knew she would say yes, she can’t say no to you. after she finished taking off your shoes, she took off hers and led you into your room.

“i’m gonna go get changed, ill be back.” ice informed you as she walked to your closet and got some of her clothes she left at your apartment and went to the bathroom. you changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top, sitting back into her bed and using your phone till ice came back. “i brought the makeup wipes.” ice announced as she walked back in. you set your phone down and looked up at her with a smile. “i love you.” you said while she wiped the makeup off your face, “i love you too.” she smiled and kissed your forehead. while she went and put up the makeup wipes, you laid in bed and went to sleep instantly.

before coming to bed she locked your apartment door and left the bathroom and bedroom door open for you when you woke up in the morning.

at 10:32 am you woke up with a gigantic headache, “good God.” you muttered while covering your eyes from the bright sun. ice was still asleep, her back facing you. you got up and walked to the bathroom for an advil to ease the headache, after grabbing the medicine you walked in the kitchen for a bottle of water but before you could reach the kitchen you felt your eyes get watery and your mouth start to salivate a lot, you turned around and ran to the bathroom. the moment you closed the bathroom door and got to the toilet you threw up. after you were done your headache seemed to worsen so you rinsed your mouth out and went to the kitchen with the medicine again for a water.

while you were in the kitchen getting water, ice woke up and went to look for you. “you okay?” she asked softly while wrapping her arms around you from behind and resting her head on top of yours. “yea, i just have a bad headache but hopefully it’ll go away soon.” you told her as you took the pull and drank some water, “i kind of want to go back to bed.” you admitted. “good because i do too.” she replied immediately, you giggled at your girlfriend’s antics, “you just woke up.” she took your hand and led you to the room, “okay so? i’m still tired.” she shrugged as you two stepped into the bedroom.

you laid down and ice laid down next to you with her head in the crease of your neck, giving it a few light kisses. it took you both a few minutes before you both were asleep peacefully, nothing to bother you.

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im so sorry took so long to get out and im also sorry it’s short but i still hope you enjoyed it and i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

#uconn wbb #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #ice brady x reader #ice brady #fluff #wlw post #wlw #kamii-2

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gremlintheslut · 1 year ago

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Kinktober

Day 5 piss kink & mommy kink

Steven Adler

Masterlist

Summary: reader goes out drinking with her boyfriend and his band mates. By the time they get home their both drunk and do some pretty gross things in their drunken horniness.

Warning: omorashi (watersports, piss kink), mommy kink, mention of a spanking, oral (f receiving), drunk characters (that part is not written well)

We stumble through the door of our shared apartment. I close the door and he locks. I come up behind him while he's locking the door and wrap my arms around his waist. I go up on my toes so my mouth is next to his ear. "Can you be Mommy's good boy tonight baby?" I ask him wanting nothing more then to fuck him. "Yes mommy" Steven say letting me drag him to the bed.

I push him on the bed and climb on top of him. I grab his wrists and pin them next to his head. My lips connect with his. Soon he's whining and bucking his hips. He's trying to pull away from me and eventually I let him. "What happened to being a good boy huh?" I says staring him down. "I have to pee" Steven whines. "That's your problem behave" I say sternly. Tears fill his eyes but he nods his head obediently. I continue kissing him until the wetness between my legs can't be ignored anymore.

I pull away from him to take his pants off but his legs are crossed as tight as he can get them. "Uncross your legs" I says and his tears begin to fall. "Please" he says holding back a sob. "Please what?" I snap. "Please mommy" he whimpers. "No" I raise my voice slightly "what do you want?" "Let me eat you out please mommy? I don't wanna piss myself" he says a sob escaping his lips. I move my hands from the waist band of his pants to my own. He lets out a sigh of relief and stops sobbing but continues to cry quietly.

I take off my pants and underwear. I lay on my back and I don't need to tell him anything before his tongue is on my clit. He whimpers against me but continues to do as i want. His tongue swirls around my clit before he pulls away. "Fuck I'm sorry" he says sobbing again as he gets up from his spot on the bed and races to the bathroom door. I get up and grab him before he can get there. He keeps trying to push past me. "Please I'm sorry I'll take the punishment this hurts so bad!" He begs trying to push me out of the way.

I push him backwards causing him to fall. He loses control for a couple seconds leaving a very visible wet patch on his crotch. I open the bathroom door and twist the lock on the other side of the door before slamming it shut so he can't get into it. "What's your plan now?" I ask him smiling. He now on all fours one hand gripping his crotch.

I push his shoulds so he's kneeling. I crouch down to his level and put my hand on his wrist. I try to pull his arm away and he's begging me to let him hold himself but actually trying to stop me. The second I get his hand away the flood gates open. "Mommy" he moans leaning onto me. I hold him as he has his accident. He's sitting his growing puddle for a full 2 minutes whimpering and moaning until he stops.

"I'm not gonna spank you for disobeying me" I say and he looks up at me his face filled with happiness. "You can sleep here tonight as your punishment" and just like that his face drains of a positive emotions and his eyes well with tears again. I kiss him on the cheek and get up to pick the bathroom door lock.

Words-700

Thanks for reading love ya💋-gremlin

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thisautistic · 5 months ago

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Favourite Kisses Poll 💋

Create a poll with five of your all-time favourite onscreen BL kisses, setting any standard for qualification you choose. Then tag more friends to join 😘

i was tagged by @zhaozi and @iwantoceans i have been thinking about this very hard and very long (ha!) but i think i have it now

literally anyone can do it if they want to. just say i tagged you! <3 <3 <3

#vegaspete #manner of death #why r u #secret crush on you #history 3: trapped #tanbunn #jackzhaozi #nuea/toh #fightertutor #thai bl

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cardierreh15 · 5 months ago

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Drunk In Love

My first ATJ One Shot ❤️ I am manifesting for him to leave grandmama soon 🙄 Anyway, Enjoy ❤️💋

Side note: Yes this is based off of Beyoncé’s song. If youn’ like it, kick rocks barefoot ion care. 🐝

I do not give anyone consent to copy, repost and/or translate my work!!!

Warning 18+: SMUT‼️ Intoxicated Sex , Masturbation (Male Receiving) , Oral Sex (Male Receiving) , Doggy Style , Public Sex , Dirty Talk .

Pairing: Aaron Taylor-Johnson x Kensley (Black!Plus Size Female)

Description: A Drunk lovebirds have a little fun in the men’s restroom.

Word Count: 3.8K

Song: Drunk In Love by Beyoncé ft. Jay-Z

She stood in front of the mirror, with the sink held tightly in her grasp to keep her balance. Just a few minutes before, she had emptied all the contents in her stomach due to her excessive drinking. She was such a fool, listening to her boyfriend. She was just trying to play his game and prove a point that she could hang with him when it came to throwing back a bottle.

But he proved her wrong, as he often did.

Sniffing hard and clearing the disgust that sat in the back of her throat, she spit the taste of barf into the sink and turned on the faucet. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

‘Kensley? You good in there baby?’ He shouted over the booming music outside, knocking on the door.

She kind of wanted to tell him the truth. Tell him that this was all a bad idea and that he won this open bet. But she had her wits about her, even though she was still somewhat drunk. How would he know?

‘I-I’m fine Aaron-’ She hiccuped before her body shuddered at the familiar queasiness. ‘I’m OK baby! I’m just f-fixing myyyy make upppp!’ She said in a slurred manner.

And that she did. She pulled out her lash spoolie and fluffed them out before going over her pretty lips with brown liner and clear lip gloss. To seal the deal, she popped some tic-tacs in her mouth to combat the awful smell of tacos she’d regurgitated just a few minutes before.

‘Hurrry up sexy! I miss yooou!’ Aaron whined on the other side of the door.

A silly drunken grin spread across her face before she carefully pushed herself from the aid of the counter. Kensley stood there for a moment as her world danced around her violently. She groaned in despair, ‘Focus… just… walk.’

That should be easy right?

Putting one step of the other, she didn’t realize that she was walking in this awkward flamingo-like way. Had anyone else been in that bathroom they’d call her out for looking stupid as hell. But when she made it to the door, she sighed in relief before allowing her body weight to push it open.

On the other side of the door, was her hunk of a boyfriend, Aaron. He was leaning up tall against the wall with heavy, dark blue dilated eyes. When he laid his eyes on her, a sinister grin graced his face; revealing the fangs his smile possessed. The red lighting in the bar caused him to look more like the devil himself.

She’d even almost mistaken his curls for horns.

‘Theeeere you arrre, princess.’ He purred as she damn near stumbled into his arms. His large hands instantly grabbed her rounded face and brought her face up to his to meet him in a disgusting kiss. Their mouths were wide open for their tongues to explore and make room. She moaned into his mouth as her hands wrapped around his wrists for stability. Otherwise, they’d both be on the floor.

Gently pulling away with her lip gloss and liner completely ruined and now plastered on his face, a whiny giggle came from her lips.

‘Mmm.. I taste those tacos from earlier… and a shit ton of tequila… you did it—’ Damn that voice was making her weak in the knees already! ‘Didn’t you?’ Her face was still in his hands.

An exaggerated gasp slipped from her lips and she instantly clutched her chest. ‘Diiiid whaaaah? I wen’ to freshen uppp, Aaron. I had to peeee.’ She lied, running her tongue over her lips. ‘You have my lip gloss on your faaace.’ She giggled and reached up to rub the sticky substance off of his clean shaven face.

Aaron never let go of his hold but instead leaned in closer and did a close examination on her big brown eyes that were shining in the red hue. He glared into them, searching for a sign. And as soon as she shaky pupils glanced to the left, he let out a loud yelp.

‘AH!’

The outburst scared the shit out of her. ‘Aaron!’ Kensley snatched her body away from him and hit him with her crossbody purse. ‘You scared me!’

‘I knew it! I fucking knew you were in there puking your little heart out! Face it my little deceiver– you can’t hang with meee.’

Kensley did her damndest to hold her weight up. She folded her arms across her chest as her heavy head fell to the side, ‘How you’know?’

‘You think your tic-tacs are doing enough justice? You know I’m good with my tongue.’ He smirked.

That he was.

His large hand instantly grabbed hers out of her fold and gently pulled her into his embrace. ‘Are you gonna give up now?’ His free hand went behind her and grabbed a handful of her ass; his fingertips slightly teasing at the silky thong that protected her pretty pussy.

She whined at his delicious hold and brought her bottom lip between her teeth, ‘Wha do I get if I give up? I’m not a quit-ter!’

He glanced to the side in thought before his face scrunched up in a playful manner, ‘Baby you already lost the bet. It’s not up to you about what you get now.’

Kensley rolled her eyes so hard she thought they’d never stop rolling! She reached up to rub her eyes with her fists, completely disregarding her lashes. Even after that, her eyes still had trouble focusing on the man in front of her. ‘Wha do you get then?’ She pouted.

Aaron raised a brow as he sucked his lips into his mouth, sizing his woman before him. ‘I can think of a few things.’ He leaned down to whisper in her ear, ‘If you’re up for it.’

I've been drinkin', I've been drinkin'.

I get filthy when that liquor get into me

I've been thinkin', I've been thinkin'

Why can't I keep my fingers off it?

Baby, I want you, na-na

Why can't I keep my fingers off you?

Baby, I want you, na-na.

There it was again, another fucking bet. She wasn’t about to lose this one. It didn’t matter what great lengths she had to go. She was going to make him eat his words.

‘Another bet babyyy?’ She groaned and rolled her eyes again, this time a little softer. ‘Wha is ih?’

That same dark smile returned to his face and his gaze darkened once more. If he’d been a stranger, she was sure he would've freaked her out. But she always gave into that glare. She could’ve been in the middle of saving the world but that look always sparked something deep within her that she could never control around him.

He took her small hand and guided it down to the zipper of his jeans and palmed it there. He was semi-hard. A warning or a welcome?.

A childish gasp came from her chest as she covered her lips with her free hand and looked around in worry. ‘Aaron! Here? Now?’ But that didn’t stop her from squeezing it gently in her grasp.

Letting out a quiet hiss, he licked his lips and groaned softly, ‘Of course not here baby…’ He turned his head towards the men’s room and jerked it towards the door.

It was in this moment where Kensley was sure she was sober as hell. ‘But there's nothing but men in here babe. What if someone hears us?’

There were only a handful of chicks in this bar and all were way too wasted to even get up and go pee. Anyone would think to go into the women’s bathroom but no, Aaron had other ideas.

‘And if they do? So?’

Her mouth fell slightly to speak but she was too stunned! She couldn’t lie, she was pretty turned on right now. ‘OK wha-’

Aaron let out a loud huff and scooped her up with his arms beneath her ass.

Kensley squeaked as she felt herself being lifted up in the air without her own accord. Her crazed drunken eyes searched the room to see if anyone was watching this but nope. They were too involved in their conversations, the music and drinks.

He kicked the swing door open. She was met with the strong stench of piss and the same eerie red lighting. He carried her all the way to the handicap stall where he knew they’d be able to utilize the space there better. Then, he gracefully placed her down before she regained her balance in her spaghetti strapped heels. He turned to pull the stall door close and locked it.

We be all night

Last thing I remember

Is our beautiful bodies grindin' up in that club

Drunk in love

We Be ALL NIGHT!

Only the sound of speakers bamming against the walls could be heard in the restroom. Other than that, pure silence between the two.

Turning around to face her, she instantly froze in his gaze. He eyed her like a piece of meat and honestly, she was feeling that. The desire to feel like prey instead of the predator for once. His bright blue eyes began to journey from her gorgeous face, to her breast, chubby torso, those widened hips, those yummy thighs, her legs and finally her toes.

Kensley squeezed her thighs together.

‘I knew this dress would be a bad idea.’ she giggled drunkenly and took a step back as he took a step forward. It was a black short bodycon that was cut low at the cleavage to reveal the peaks and valleys of her supple breasts.

There was no way he’d be able to resist her all night with this on.

Then I fill the tub up halfway

Then ride it with my surfboard

Surfboard, surfboard

Grainin' on that wood, grainin'-grainin' on that wood

I'm swervin' on that, swervin'-swervin' on that,

Big body been servin' all this

Swerve, surfin' all in this good-good (Hahaha)

‘Oh? Is that so?’ He asked as he began to undo his belt.

‘Ye-yeah!’ She swallowed as she did her best to play her part and not giggle. ‘I mean look at you… You’re a mess!’

A scoff rumbled in his chest as he took another step forward. ‘Not as messy as you’re going to be.’

‘Aaroonnn!’ She whined once more.

‘Mmm. Keep saying my name like that baby.’ He hissed at her as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

She glanced down to see his now very hard member being held by the prison of his pants and boxers. She shuddered, stepping back once again but this time squeezing her thighs together as she did so to ease that tingling between her thighs.

‘Aarooon.’ She purred out.

He let out a gentle groan and stopped in his tracks. His head fell to the side before bringing up his hand and motioning his index finger towards himself.

At his command, her legs moved before her brain could process it. Sounds of her heels clicked upon the tiled floor, closing in that space between them both. One hand reached up to grab the side of her face while the other gently wrapped around her throat.

He forced her gaze on his. Aaron leaned in, his pointy nose grazing over her wide one as his eyes glanced down to her parted lips. They looked so damn soft. Still somewhat sticky from all the kisses and the lip gloss. He wanted more. So he obliged.

I want your body right here.

Daddy, I want you right now.

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty.

Daddy, I want you.

Kensley didn’t fight him one bit. She loved the slow burn when it came to their sex. Her lips burned with a fever that could only be cured by the taste of his. And when their lips finally met, she damn near melted in his hold. She hummed against his tongue as she reached down between the both of them and peeled the hem of his boxers down along with his jeans.

She didn’t hesitate to grab the warm member that instantly heated up her palm and began to massage it slowly.

Aaron ripped his lips away before letting out a shuddered ‘Ohh.’ And resting his forehead against hers. ‘Fuck.’ He begged.

Her grip on his tightened a little further as she pushed and pulled at him. Then, she used her other hand to grab his droopy balls. He tensed up at the sudden sensitivity, causing his grip around his throat to tighten just a little. She didn’t mind though, in fact, it only encouraged her to kick it up a notch.

Pulling her hands away, she backed up from his grip gently and placed a teasing peck beneath his jaw line before dropping to her knees. His gaze followed her every movement. A small smirk quivered on his face as she made herself comfortable on that floor. He watched as she strategically pulled her goddess braids up into a ponytail. The man was practically going nuts with the thought of feeling her hot mouth.

Once done, he watched her place kisses over his thighs before using the flattening of her tongue to lick from beneath his balls and then up his uncut shaft. ‘Aah.’ Aaron sighed out as his pretty blue eyes fluttered close and his head fell back.

‘Jeez—‘ he sputtered

She didn’t take her time tonight. She instantly wrapped around the tip of his dick and began to suck as if her life was on the line. The taste of saltiness tickled at her tastebuds. He never tasted so damn good.

Eyes rolling to the back of his head, he let out a string of curse words while the love of his life devoured him whole. Bobbing her head up and down as she fumbled and toyed with his balls, just edging him on further. Every once in a while, Kensley would force him to the back of her throat gargle her throat and gag up for him.

At this point, Aaron was a moaning, shaky mess. And she was covered in her own slimy sticky spit. Grabbing her ponytail tightly, ‘Hold still baby. Fuck!’ he began to thrust his hips forward into her mouth as she stared up at him with those pretty full lashes. ‘Fuuuck baby I love that pretty mouth.’ He groaned before he stilled his hips where his full length was almost all the way down her throat.

‘Augh, that’s my girl! Ooh shit!’ He praised as she held it there for a moment longer than she pleased. But she learned to breathe with her nose. But it didn’t stop her eyes from tearing up. Finally, she pressed her hands against his thighs and he retreated his hips. ‘Goddammit baby.’

Before standing up, she spit her sticky saliva back on his fully erected dick. With the rest of it dribbling and bubbling down her chin and breasts, she giggled happily as her man planted wet kisses at the nape of her neck and her cleavage. Kensley whimpered softly as he sank his teeth into her brown skin without warning. ‘Aaron.’

He let out a guttural growl before turning her around so damn fast she almost lost her footing. His lips returned to her neck and shoulder as he began to lift the hem of her dress gently before curling his fingers into the hips of her thong and tugging it down gently.

‘Wall. Now.’

Without a rebuttal, she quickly waddled over to the stall wall with her panties wrapped around her thick thighs. Aaron motioned his finger in a circular motion for her to face the wall. Thus, exposing that voluptuous ass of hers. So round, wide and adorned with dimples. Another shudder rumbled in his throat as he reached down to stroke at his erected dick. He watched as she swayed her hips, and bounce her ass for him.

‘Good lord baby.’ he walked up behind her, letting out a deep breath against her neck. ‘You’re going to drive me fucking up a wall one day with all this ass.’ He landed a smack against it, earning a pleasured screech from her lips.

‘Well what are you gonna do with all of it until then?’ Kensley purred.

‘What any man does when they love their woman– breed it!’

Her silly grin never faded as he used his foot to spread her ankles a little bit more. Adjusting his hips and having to squat a little because of his extreme height, Aaron gently arched her up against the wall before effortlessly finding her sticky slit and sliding in.

The couple let out a pleasured groan in sync.

Aaron teasingly thrusted his hips forward, sinking deeper and deeper into her. She threw her head back, nails clawed into the black stall as he reached around her and pulled her tits out the low-cut of her dress.

Once he was as far as he could go, he pulled his hips away gently only to slam them back into her once again. This earned him a high pitched gasp as his large hands began to fondle her breasts then, bringing her hardened nipples between his finger tips.

‘Ooooh ahhh!’ She crooned out.

‘Ooh don’t whine baby. Daddy’s got you.’ He growled in her ear before biting at the cartilage gently and thrusting his hips a little faster now to create friction with his rhythm.

It didn’t take Aaron long to start railing her the way he desired. His hands had long moved from her precious breasts to her waist where she had bent over a little further so he could get the perfect view. Thumbing those cute little dimples in her lower back. Any tighter on his hold and he’d inflict pain on her pretty brown skin.

His eyes furrowed as his lips parted, ‘Hooo fuck baby damn, i love that pussy!’

‘Fuuuck, this pussy loves you too big daddy! Oh, yes yes! Fuck me just like that! Aah!’ She held on nice and tight to that stall wall as he ravaged her from behind and took what belonged to him.

But it wasn't enough for Aaron to have her begging and pleading, no he had to break her down and build her back again. He had to tease her.

He retracted his hips, pulling his dick out with a desperate hiss.

‘Oh no,’ Kensley whined out, ‘Not this again!’

Aaron chuckled darkly and nodded, ‘Yes this again mama.’ He slammed right back inside of her nice and deep before pulling back out again. His notorious act in the bedroom.

‘Augh!’

‘I know baby, I know.’ He almost sounded empathetic. But when he did this over and over again, it didn’t take her long to unravel in his hold. He reached down between her thighs and began to toy with her erected nub.

Her knees buckled and she let out a loud yelp, ‘Aaarh! Fuck me, Aaron! You’re gonna make me cum!’ She was so overcome with pleasure she just didn't know what to do with her legs. So she found herself rubbing her feet against his legs and stomping them about.

‘That’s it baby! Fuck you’re so fucking sexy. Look at me while you cum. Look at daddy!’ He grabbed a fistful of her braids and tugged her hair back and began to ram his hips into her even faster. Even harder.

‘OoooooOOOOH! GOD!! DAMMIT!’ She wailed as she stared up at him, tears filling her eyes as if she saw heaven itself.

‘Urgh! Fuuu—‘ he groaned out as he pressed on. He wasn’t through with her yet. He wanted her to come out of here with a little piece of him. Or maybe thousands. ‘Shit!’ He hissed before landing another slap against her ass.

Too deep in heavenly pleasure, Kensley was unable to feel the sting this time. Her eyes began to roll as he rolled his hips into her once more, hitting a new angle that could instantly send her spiraling once more. It felt like an erotic itch that was being scratched with pressure.

‘Aaron! Yes! Please don’t stop! Please fucking—urghhhh ahhh! Mmmm!’ One would’ve thought she was in pain but it was so far from that.

‘You like that?’

As if she weren’t dizzy enough from her intoxication, he was fucking her into oblivion. ‘Fucking God yes!’

Aaron chuckled as he grabbed her arms and held them tight, pressing her firm against the stall divider. He went faster, harder; balls violently slapping her clit and taking place of where his fingers once were.

‘Uhhh baby. Shit, Kensley I’m gonna cum—baby! Haaa.‘ Aaron announced as chills slipped up and down her spine. ‘Kensley—‘

Suddenly, someone stumbled into the restroom loudly and drunkenly singing whatever was now playing on the karaoke machine.

Instinctively, Aaron reached down and placed his hand on her mouth. But just because they were restricted from making any noise, didn’t mean he was going to stop. Hell, he was almost done!

If anything, being forced to shut up while her lover fucked her brains out tickled her fancy quite well.

Kensley looked back as Aaron’s thrusts became rugged. His face was contorted in something much more beautiful. His mouth had fallen agape, cheeks reddened, and nose flaring. His thick brows pulled into one as his hips came to a halt.

With each throb, Kensley could feel that sensitive and tense muscle stretch her out; sending long rich ropes of his cum right against her cervix.

His chest heaved, tightened as it rose and fell. A harsh, ‘Mmmpff! Goood—!’ Slipped from his lips.

The drunken individual continued to loudly sing, as they took a piss.

Pulling her hips away, she stood up straight and turned around to face him before bringing his face down into a sweet kiss.

Once the pair had gotten themselves cleaned up, they walked out of the stall together where they were instantly greeted by the drunken guest.

They were now sober as hell.

‘Aye! Wh— yall doin’ in that stall? Were yall.. fugggin’?’ The man laughed.

Aaron made a face and glanced down at Kensley before grabbing her hand. Instead of entertaining the drunk, the couple just walked around him and headed for the door.

‘Oooooh! Yall wer fuggginnn! Dass naistyyy!’ The man exclaimed as they walked out of the restroom.

The couple found their table and went to the dance floor to enjoy the music. Aaron leaned down to whisper in her ear, ‘How’s my kids holding up?’ He smirked.

Kensley giggled, ‘Fine I would assume. I haven’t felt any trying to escape yet so I think we’re in the clear.’

‘Good. Be prepared for when we make it back to the hotel because we’ll all night.’

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