#kai blurbs

[cameronsprincess]

KINKTOBER DAY TWO: Breeding Kink w/ JJ

CW: breeding kink, unprotected sex, praise, language/dirty talk. 18+ ONLY!

kinktober masterlist — jj masterlist

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“goddamn, mama. i fuckin’ love this pussy, fuckin’ love it. so wet, so tight. think you can handle one more load of cum inside this sweet cunt?”

you harshly dig your nails into jj’s shoulders, a shaky whimper escaping you as his filthy words make their way straight to your aching, dripping core.

his thrusts slow, a large hand coming up to cup your face softly. you lean into him, whimpering and moaning as he slowly pulls his thick, veiny cock from inside you. bright blue eyes find yours, drinking in the beautiful look of pleasure written on your face. slamming his hips forward, he smirks down at you as you cry out his name, nails digging into his shoulders so hard they break skin.

“go on, tell me baby, can this sweet fuckin’ pussy take one more load of cum?”

“y-yes. please, j. please!” you beg.

his cock twitches inside you and he releases your face, wrapping both arms around your neck, pulling your face closer to his and capturing your lips in a breathtaking kiss. he kisses you fervently, a mess of teeth and tongues clashing together as he continues to slowly thrust his cock in and out of your creamy pussy.

he’s been at this for an hour and a half now, continuing to fill your pussy with his cum. he tears his lips from yours, pushing himself up onto his palms, eyes falling to watch where the two of you connect. he groans at the sight of his creamy cock pulling from inside you, “god, so fuckin’ beautiful. can’t wait to see you swollen with my baby, gonna make you a mama after tonight, i swear.”

a warm feeling rushes through you, another orgasm threatening to explode from you.

“j-jj.. please?”

“please what, mama? go on, use your words f’me, tell me what my good girl needs.”

you cry out when his swollen head hits at your sweet spot, legs trembling underneath him. he’s close, you can feel it, but he won’t release until you do.

“please, can i cum?”

a low growl is pulled from deep inside his chest, and he picks up the pace of his hips, brutally fucking himself inside you.

“go on, mama. be a good girl and cum all over my cock… again.”

that’s all you needed, the tight band in your belly snapping as you come undone around jj’s cock for the umpteenth time tonight.

“ffffffuck, ma. so fuckin’ good, that’s it. so proud of you. so fucking proud.” jj praises you.

he fucks you through your high, his pace never faltering. you feel his cock swell inside you, pulsing before you feel his cum spilling inside you in long, slow spurts.

“that’s it, take all my cum mama. such a good fuckin’ girl. my good girl.”

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[kisses4kaia]

And if request Art and Patrick threesome during a camping trip then i’m the issue

anon!! how dare you ?!??!! unacceptable—thank u for 1.7k��. (fwb!patrick, fwb!art, handjob, etc. mdni.)

summer was always a haze with the three of you. spending each night in a stuffy motel as you traveled vast distances for tournaments, leisure, or whatever needed tending to, got tiring—fast.

with school out of the way, you made the most of your free hours with your two best friends. but now, after two months of back-to-back games on a multitude of continents, you were all in need of a break. and according to patrick, a forest camping trip was as good as any—sexier, too, whatever that meant.

the roadtrip was an endeavor of its own, patrick’s jeep he’d gotten for his 17th birthday 3 years ago transporting the trio of you out of the suburbs of town into the outskirted woods.

and well, you may or may not have been intentional when letting them make out with you, grope, pet, and bite the whole way to the wooded mountains outside of town. however, their greedy hands were always stopped just above the golden crest of your belt. annoyingly, you’d push them off of you and hop into the passenger seat, leaving them hard and frustrated. “c’mon,” patrick groaned your name. “what’s going on, man?” he’d beg, but you’d only shrug. “just not feeling it right now, that’s all.”

but finally, when the sky was making its daily transition from enlightened to dusk, the jeep was parked in a clearing within the forest and the back was opened up. the seats were pushed down to allow for all of your car-camping gear to be set up: a thin mattress laying down the floor, pillows, throw blankets, chargers and other necessities all strewn about the stuffy car.

and after dinner (leftover wingstop from the drive), the three of you retired to your pillows, the boys’ bodies on either side of you, legs tangled in with yours.

finding serenity in the warmth of the blankets and pillows and man-sized cuddles sandwiching you, plus the owl’s call and nearly audible twinkling of the stars in un-light-polluted night sky, you found yourself latching onto a dream of a US open trophy. but, all your hopes were cut short by a soft pair of lips sticking onto your neck, sucking on your jugular.

another mouth found its way onto your wrist, kissing up your arm til it found your shoulder, at which it then moved from the blade to your shut eyelids, finally to nipping at your earlobe. you knew that had to be patrick, him never being one to stay put in one place for long.

art was needier, kisses on your neck intensifying as his middle grinded up against your thigh, whimpers leaking through desperate nips and wet pecks. “please, can you touch me?” art whispered in your ear, and you found your hand gravitating towards his waistband. “‘course, baby.”

“thank you, thanks so much,” art muttered as he felt your hand wrap around the base of his cock, starting slow as you began to pump and then sliding up to circle your thumb around the achy weep of his tip. patrick whined, feeling slightly neglected as he indulged in the lovely sounds you were pulling from his blonde friend. you were quick to move your hand from art’s hair to patrick’s need, sliding past the confines of his sweats and boxers.

you stroked them both with equal vigor, speeding up and slowing down at the same time for both boys. you knew what you were doing, and so did they. somehow, the synchrony, the knowing that the two best friends were feeling equally as good together, everything, made it so much hotter, and that much more erotic.

the best friends locked eyes with each other, nodding with that look in their eye. there was a mutual understanding between the two mindless, whimpering, males, and all it took was an unspoken three, two, one… and they were spilling their loads into their boxers and onto your hands with obscenely loud, lost in the night moans.

pulling both your arms out of the pants of your best friends, you licked both clean before sliding under the thin fleece throw blanket barely covering half of each of the boys’s bodies. “night night.” you bid sweetly, as if you hadn’t just given the pair the strongest orgasm they’d experienced in a long time.

“yeah, night, baby.” “goodnight.”

[sensei-venus]

Omg your piece about Robby giving the reader his rings to wear was so cute but that mention of the ring hanging on the necklace and watching when she beds forward 👀👀 immediately thought of riding him while wearing the ring on the chain and him going absolutely feral for it🥵

Just getting on top of him, two of them all hot and heavy already. Robby already stripped down to nothing and Reader has her bottoms off along with her panties.

She's grinding on his hard muscular thigh. Rubbing her pussy all over his skin leaving a wet mess. Moaning and whimpering as Robby just watches. He has the biggest smile on his face as he watches her get all riled up just for him. No one else makes him feel like she does, when she's on top of him there are a thousand feelings and emotions going through him.

His hands running over her belly from under her shirt, fingers digging into her soft rolls. His hands move to grip at her love handles and hips. She's whimpering on top of him the whole time. His eyes look up at her through his lashes. At this point he's panting. His dick is hard and straining against his girlfriends thigh as she humps at his leg. The wetness that spills down his thigh just gets him more on edge.

Moments later she is flinging her shirt off. Leaving her in only her pretty little bra that barely covers her fat tits. It barely contained her massive breasts from spilling out the very top. She smiles down at him, those pretty lips in one of her signature smiles that has his heart pumping.

She slowly peels the fabric off, letting the strap dangle on one of her fingers before it falls to the floor. He smirks at her, eyes glazed over as he takes in the moment. Her tits hang free over him, jiggling as moves her wet cunt off his thigh. Moving to sit over his hard dick which she takes in hand and pumps a few times.

She places it at her slit and slowly moves down it, letting it pop inside with little resistance. They both moan as the heat gets to them. Reader whimpers at the light-burning stretch of Robby’s cock. Robby at the feeling of being in Reader’s tight pussy for the first time in what feels like forever.

Then she's bouncing on top of him screaming her head off. Head thrown back and moaning up a storm.

He can't stop watching the way her tits bounce around.

But his eyes are drawn to one specific thing that has his dick going crazy.

His skill ring hangs between her two beautiful breasts.

It bounces around on the silver chain he bought her not that long ago. It catches in the bedroom light just right. It has his eyes drawn to it the whole time. It sits perfectly on her chest. Calling out to him in some kind of way. It has his mind working on over time.

Something so small has him wanting to pound the fuck out of his chubby girlfriend.

It's almost like it's egging him on the whole time she is riding him.

[gemini-sensei]

Baby | Hawk Moskowitz x Teen Mom!Reader

Chubby!Reader - Blurb - based off of this POST

I'm still uncertain about writing Johnny, so I hope this is alright. @sensei-venus <3

It was an average day for Johnny; wake up, eat breakfast, teach karate, then buy groceries before going home. It wasn't supposed to be a long trip, just getting the essentials and something for the night, including a pack of Coors. He planned to be in and out of the store in five minutes. However, the last thing he expected to find inside was his student who had ditched class that day.

Hawk was a great student; he took every lesson and perfected it flawlessly. He was a great fighter, a champion even. Before that, he was a nerd, a rule follower, a nice kid, and some part of that old Hawk still lived somewhere inside of him. So it wasn't within his character to suddenly miss training for any reason.

So when Johnny saw the tall mohawk down an aisle, he wanted to know what was up. But someone blocked his path and the kid was gone before he could walk up to him. He looked for him for a little bit but it was as if he disappeared into thin air. He gave up after just a couple of minutes so he could go home and started making his way to the coolers, telling himself he'd deal with Hawk tomorrow - tear into him for missing an important lesson.

As he walked through the aisles, a child started crying and Johnny rolled his eyes. He asked himself why people brought kids to places like the grocery store when they and everyone else weren't going to enjoy it. The crying grated on his ears and he thought it was about time he got out of there.

The beer coolers were only a few feet away from the dairy section and by the time he got there, the crying had stopped. As he made his way to the Coors section, he heard a familiar voice carry over the aisle. However, it was strange and like he'd never heard it before; bubbly and kid-like.

"What do you think she'll like, this one?" the voice asked in a baby-ish tone. "I think so."

Johnny couldn't help but peek around the corner to see what was going on. He was flabbergasted to see Hawk - the most recent ATV champion and one of the toughest kids he knew - holding a chubby baby on his hip as he looked at yogurt. The baby held onto his shirt collar while chewing on her other hand with her gums. Hawk put whatever kind of yogurt he'd picked out into a shopping cart and smiled at the baby.

"Mission accomplished," he said, as if the baby understood him. She laughed anyway.

Hawk turned and took the shopping cart with one hand, holding the baby girl on his hip. He carried on down the aisle, turning the corner.

"What the Hell?" Johnny asked himself.

He couldn't help following behind, momentarily forgetting his beer. When he reached the end of the aisle, he peeked around the corner to see where Hawk had gone with the baby, seeing them looking at a little display of toy cars. The bubbly baby girl reached out and tried to grab one of the packaged toys, to which Hawk grabbed it and handed it to her.

"You want this one? I'm sure Mama won't mind if you get one," he said. She squealed happily, shaking the toy in the air with a tight grip. He nodded along as if agreeing with her happy screams. "Yeah, that's lots of fun, isn't it?"

He set her down in the shopping cart now that she had something to entertain herself with. Not two seconds later, a girl around his age came up to the cart and placed some cereal boxes inside. Then she smiled at the baby and Hawk before giving him a kiss on the cheek. He put his arm around her thick waist and pulled her into his side, returning the kiss on the cheek. Johnny could just barely see the baby between them, but she watched them with big, enamored eyes.

It was at that moment that Johnny realized that the baby looked like the girl and that she was the girl's mother. And if that was the baby's "Mama", did that mean Hawk was the baby's father? How the Hell did that happen?

When did that happen?

How had he kept all of this to himself?

As the couple moved on through the store, Johnny had seen enough and ducted back between the shelves. He slowly moved himself back to the beer coolers, body on autopilot as he took a deep dive into what he had just witnessed. He grabbed his Coors and then carried himself to the checkout line. He hated self-checkout and wished someone would come around to do this for him as he scanned barcodes whilst he tried to piece together how Hawk of all people had had a baby with someone, gone to school, gone to karate practice, and won the All Valley. It was mind-boggling to him.

It was another day of training. Everyone was going through their stretches to start the day off right. Everyone except for Hawk, who wasn't there at all. It was another day of training without Hawk.

Johnny was a little peeved until he remembered what he had witnessed. But instead of letting it be, he walked over to Hawk's closest friends while they were stretching and chatting about whatever.

"Hey, did any of you know Hawk has a kid?" he asked. Not even a hello.

"What?!" "-are you talking about?" "Are you drunk?"

He glared as they all talked over each other, not appreciating their attitudes and questions. Though it answered his. "Oookay. So none of you knew about that?"

"What are you even talking about?" Miguel asked, giving him a questionable look. If anyone were going to know about a Baby Hawk, it was going to be him and Demetri first and foremost. "Hawk doesn't have a kid."

"Affirmative," Demetri said.

"I saw him just yesterday with a kid on him, talking all that baby talk crap," Johnny said. He crossed his arms over his chest, firm in his belief given what he'd seen. "His girlfriend even looks like she popped a kid out, ya know. All wide and still has the baby fat."

Sam's jaw dropped. "That's no way to talk about Hawk's girlfriend-"

"That we have no idea about," Robby interjected.

"That's just rude," Sam finished.

Johnny looked at her weirdly. "What? She isn't here?"

"That doesn't matter," Miguel clarified, then quickly moved on to the next - and more pressing - topic of conversation. "Hawk has a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, and a baby," Johnny said, becoming tired of running in these circles. He'd said what he said, told them the truth. Why wasn't that enough for them? "I saw what I saw, man. Hawk is with this... chubby" he cut a look at Sam and she didn't look totally annoyed by him, "chick, and they were all over each other and they had that baby. The baby looked just like her too."

"That doesn't necessarily mean that's her baby," Tory said, rolling her eyes and walking away. "This is literally too dumb for me to keep listening to."

"Yeah, maybe that's her sibling or something," Miguel suggested. He looked at Johnny. "Are you sure you're not jumping to any conclusions?"

"No way," Johnny told him. He racked his brain to make sure he hadn't overlooked anything, only to remember the cutesy talk between Hawk and his girlfriend that he'd overheard. "He called her 'hot mama' and shit like that, so I'm sure. I know it. That's his little family or whatever."

Demetri was unconvinced. "Not possible. If I was an uncle. I'd know it."

Sam crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head. "I don't know. Hawk has been pretty secretive lately."

"And he's missing a lot of training without telling us why," Robby added.

"But before all of that started, everything was normal," Miguel said. He was also unconvinced, sure that his best friend would tell him about something so life-changing. "If he got someone pregnant, he'd wanna be there with her. Nine months and then some is a long time to even hide something like that, ya know?"

The group of teens stood divided and Johnny was proud of it for some reason. He was just happy to be right, leaving the teens to mull over the situation he had brought to them, sure of himself that he'd made the right call. They were ready to text Hawk and ask questions but before one of them could retrieve their phone, Daniel came out and started the class by calling everyone together.

It was a strange day after that. No one could focus, their thoughts all on Hawk and the unknown girlfriend and baby Johnny have brought their attention too. Except for Tory, who didn't let it bother her because, as she said, it was too dumb to pay attention to.

to be continued?

[fluentmoviequoter]

20 > 50

Deacon Kay blurb (x fem!SWAT!reader). fluff, injury/comfort, 0.7k+ words.

You don’t register Mumford’s call to take it easy until after Rocker’s fist connects with your face. As you stumble backward, the pain surrounding your eye becomes overpowering, and you groan as you place your hand over your face.

“I’m so sorry!” Rocker calls, removing his gloves as he races toward you. “Let me see.”

“It’s fine,” you assure him. “You didn’t mean to. Doesn’t make it hurt any less.”

When you drop your hand, you keep the injured eye closed but can’t miss the look of shock that quickly melts into fear as he sees the extent of the injury.

“Deacon is going to kill me,” Rocker realizes.

“That’s your concern right now?” you ask. “How bad is it?”

“Rocker!” Mumford yells as he returns to the ring. “What did you do?”

“I didn’t mean to!”

“Please stop yelling,” you request. “I just need to know how bad it is.”

Mumford climbs into the ring and gently holds the opposite side of your face as he looks at the darkening bruise and swelling around your eye.

“I don’t think it’s broken,” he murmurs.

“Her eye?” Rocker asks.

“My zygomatic and maxilla bones, Donovan,” you correct. “How’s your hand?”

“Honestly, it’s a little sore-“

“I don’t really care, I was being facetious,” you interrupt.

“Get her an ice pack, Rocker,” Mumford instructs. “I’ll help you to the locker room and you can take a breather, alright?”

“Great,” you agree. “Thanks.”

After a dizzying walk to the locker room, you lay on your back with an ice pack balanced on your throbbing eye. You only spared a glance in the mirror on your way past it, but it looked like it would be quite the shiner in a few hours.

“Nap time already?” Street asks as he enters the locker room.

“Shh,” you request immediately, tapping your finger to your lips.

You can feel Street’s footsteps more than hear him, so you know when he moves to stand over you and evaluate your condition. He exits the locker room quickly, and you sigh in relief. But your relief is short-lived.

“What happened?” Hondo demands quietly.

“Are you okay?” Luca asks after.

The gentle hand that lands on your thigh could only belong to Deacon, and you remove the ice pack from your face as you sit up. Deacon hums in sympathy as he squeezes your leg, and Street’s eyes widen comically.

“That bad?” you inquire.

“It’s… well, it’s not good. Why don’t you tell us what happened so we can take care of it and then you can take the day,” Hondo offers.

“Nothing happened. It was an accident. He didn’t mean to.”

“He?” Deacon repeats. “He who?”

You turn to look at Deacon, surprised to see his expression is as serious as his voice.

“Did- did a date do this?” Street asks carefully.

Luca and Hondo ask different versions of the question causing your pain to spike, causing you to snap, “Considering Deacon is the only guy I’ve been on a date with in the last year, you can stop asking that now.”

“Then who did it?” Street asks.

Rocker enters the locker room, and when your team turns to see who it is, he assumes you ratted him out and throws his hands up in surrender.

“I swear I didn’t mean to. Deac, you know I respect you, man. I thought she would dodge it and threw the punch like an inch too far.”

Hondo nods in understanding and rolls his eyes as Luca directs Rocker, still apologizing, out of the locker room.

“Can I go home?” you ask Hondo.

“Of course. And take Deacon with you before he really does hurt Rocker.”

“Deac wouldn’t do that,” you say as you stand, using Deacon’s arm as support. “Right, Deac?”

Deacon doesn’t answer, and your tired repetition of, “Right?” is met with a less than convincing, “Of course not. But we are supposed to spar next week, and he has to learn sometime that 20 is greater than 50.”

“No more numbers,” you ask, leaning harder on Deacon. “Sorry I outed our relationship, but I need silence and affection.”

“You got it.”

“Don’t kill Rocker,” you mumble just before you fall silent. Deacon makes no such promise.

[moremaybank]

thinkin so hard about kai who’s like ur secret boyfriend because there’s no way in hell you’re letting either of the salvatore’s know you’re with him while you’re a guest in their house, and he keeps sneaking in to your room at night despite the fact that your room is like a wall away from damon’s… pls

omg YES i'm so down for anything including kai (mdni)

"shhh, you gotta be quiet, princess." kai's hand covers your mouth, and he can feel you panting and whimpering from beneath his palm. "can't have the boys knowing what a greedy little slut you are for my cock, right? one scream, and damon will kick your naughty little ass to the curb." despite his words, he loves the thrill of risk, and his free hand comes down to work at your clit. "i mean, what would they think? seeing you fraternize with the enemy," he speaks, letting his cock massage your heated, slippery walls. you bite down on his hand, and he smirks, deciding to make things harder for you. he rocks into you with sharp and precise movements, hitting every spot inside of you deliciously. "such a bad girl. imagine if they found out you let me cum inside you every single night? they'd really know what a whore you are for me, then, huh?"

wow i lowkey might be slipping into a tiny kai era rn. roma, baby, look what you're doing to me

concepts

[tangerinelovez]

mtl: txt asking for your meal to be remade when made incorrectly at a restaurant

pairing: txt x female-implied reader with dietary restrictions (they've been dating for six months) tw; food allergies, veganism, confrontation, uncomfortable social experience, social anxiety........ also I didn't proofread this so that's a warning itself word count: 2394 disclaimer: This is all fictional and just for entertainment purposes. This is not based on any fact and is just my own interpretations of how I think the members would act if their girlfriend's order was wrong at a restaurant and they had some kind of dietary restriction. note: I did make my decisions based on a combination of factors. I think some members would be very sympathetic about your order being wrong, but may be uncomfortable expressing your concerns to the waiter, leaving you to be the one to voice your dissatisfaction with your meal. On the other hand, some members may be more willing to speak up on your behalf, but may not fully offer the emotional support you may be looking for in this situation.

MOST

Yeonjun -> you can always count on him to speak up for you when your meal isn't right... but you will have to explain to him what's wrong with it

you have been a vegan by choice for a few years, and by this point, you had gotten pretty used to great service and creative food options when going out. Not to mention, you had been pleased to find that being vegan hadn’t deterred nearly as many guys from dating you as everyone had made it sound.

to make a long story short, it had been a while since you’d been faced with a vegan’s worst nightmare: an inedible pool of steaming hot vegan cheese falling off the edge of your pizza slice in rivulets while on a rare night out with your boyfriend. on the bright side, he would be quick to fix the issue, hating to see you so sad and disappointed with your meal while he's enjoying his own so much. he'd drop his own slice of pizza, and his brows would furrow as you explain why your vegan pizza was not made correctly, and he'd nod attentively, eyes wide as he listens. he'd reassure you that he'd handle it for you and then flag down the waiter, politely explaining why your pizza isn't correct as it appeared to be drowning in a river of non-dairy cheese instead of the typical sprinkle you'd come to expect when eating at this restaurant. when the second pizza comes out, he'd study it and your face closely, and lean in and assertively ask if he needs to go talk to the kitchen himself, or if it looks right for you this time. part of you wonders how he can't seem to fully recognize this pizza looks entirely different than the first one that had been swimming in rivulets of cheese, but he's so cute and concerned, you hold down your urge to point out just how different the two pizzas look from each other.

when you smile and reassure him the dough looks cooked thoroughly and there's an appropriate amount of vegan cheese and the correct toppings, he'd let out a big sigh of relief and pick up his own forgotten slice, saying he doesn't mind eating his pizza cold as long as it means he can share a nice meal with you and shooting you a wink as he takes a bite. a bizarre expression crosses his face suddenly, prompting you to ask what is it before he says we're getting ice cream after this right? and you nod, loving how his mind is always on food, even when eating.

let me look up the best vegan ice cream around here then... he says, pulling out his samsung as he wipes his face.

you're always eating some fruit pop at the place we normally go to, and I know you say you like it... but you deserve ice cream tonight. you laugh, finding it amusing how he seems to be more impacted by all of this than you are, but smile as you eat your well-crafted pizza, feeling lucky to have found a man who is eager to keep you fed and happy. Taehyun -> your attentive and observant boyfriend will always do what it takes to make you happy, even if he doesn't fully get the "vegan" thing as soon as your order hit the table, terry noticed that your face didn't light up as it normally does when the two of you go out for tacos. why the long face baby? he'd say, leaning in over the booth. you'd hesitate, feeling a little apprehensive about bringing up your concerns. You don't really like inconveniencing others over your dietary restrictions, and try to not make a big deal of them.

as you tell terry your order is wrong and why, he nods in understanding, but hesitates before saying baby... can't you just eat it this one time? I just don't get why you wont have the real thing sometimes... it's much healthier than that fake meat...

you sigh, shaking your head slightly, a slightly amused smile on your face. your gym bro boyfriend still maintained a slight skepticism towards your diet even after all these months of dating. you know i'm vegan for reasons other than just health reasons, terry.

he nods and reaches for your hand across the table, an earnest look in his eyes. you know I don't mind that you're vegan, (y/n). let me ask them for your fake meat and fake cheese tacos.

he raises his free hand to signal the waiter back over, and calmly explains that you need the tacos remade without dairy and with the vegan meat crumbles. he smiles widely as the waiter apologizes and offers to discount your bill, apologizing profusely for the mistake.

when the remade tacos arrive, terry inspects them heavily, even offering to take a bite to ensure it's not real meat and cheese on these, as well. you can feel yourself fall in love even more when his eyes widen in amazement after he takes a bite and says, it's definitely vegan, but wow, it's good... maybe next time you can convince him to share some vegan appetizers and entrees. Beomgyu -> he teases. a lot. but at the end of the day, he would do anything for you if you really needed him to yeah I mean they definitely have a couple options for you here, right? your boyfriend of six months had asked on the way to the ramen restaurant he had recently taken a liking to. you had bitten your lip, unsure if your dietary restrictions would really be accommodated here. due to some health reasons, you were unable to eat gluten or dairy. taking into account your other allergies, it could often make eating somewhere feel impossible. now that the steaming bowl was in front of you, it was clear that your concerns had been valid. you watch beomgyu carefully eat some of his own ramen for a few seconds before sighing softly, prompting him to look up from his bowl and to your blank expression and untouched food. Is something wrong with yours? he asks after swallowing his soup. you nod, feeling a bit embarrassed. it had been a really long day, and you had just wanted to eat something that sounded good without worrying about all of your restrictions and allergies, but now that it was in front of you, and you could see just how much gluten, soy, and sesame was in the ramen, you knew you could not eat it.

he quirks his brow. ah, is today a day you spontaneously care about your diet again?

you feel heat rush into your face, knowing he's just kidding, but feeling embarrassed and not wanting to be an inconvenience all the same. hey, i didn't realize they'd put so many huge chunks of tofu in here... It didn't list tofu as an ingredient in here... and there's so much soy sauce already in the broth... not to mention, sesame seeds randomly in here...

you move your spoon around sadly, not feeling like making a scene at the small family-owned ramen restaurant. I'm pretty sure my noodles aren't gluten-free either... you sigh. I can't eat this, gyu. he looks up from his meal to look at you and your bowl again. ok... he says, looking over to the kitchen before looking at you again. do you want a new one or something?

you look down with a slight shrug.

he looks at you blankly for a few seconds as he stirs his ramen before saying ...do you want me to tell them you need a new one?

you sheepishly nod and he scoffs. alright, i'll tell them my girlfriend decided to take her allergies seriously today, and to please take that into account when remaking the bowl.

he raises a hand and furiously waves it around to get your waiter's attention.

anything for you, you big old karen. i'll make sure you get the best gluten-free, soy-free, everything-good-free ramen they have here. and maybe even get us a discount! he loves to be dramatic... but at the end of the day, he will always step up when it really matters to you.

Soobin -> he loves making you vegan food at home, but can get a bit embarrassed in restaurants soobin loved to cook for you at home or take you to familiar restaurants, but sometimes, for special occasions, he would try to take you somewhere new and exciting that seemed to be getting good reviews as a date night spot online. normally, he would double and triple check to ensure there were vegan options, or at the very least, vegetarian options that could be made vegan, but he had told you tonight's restaurant was a bit of a gamble... and the overly cheesy burger in front of you seemed to be indicating a loss. are you sure you can't just... eat around it? soobin's wide eyes stare into yours as he makes the suggestion.

I mean, it's baked in... you take the bun off of your burger to show your boyfriend how the veggie burger appears to have real cheese and breadcrumbs baked into the patty.

both food items you could not have as a vegan. I mean... the waiter wrote down no cheese or breadcrumbs on this veggie burger. i'm sure it's just vegan cheese... he says, looking down at his own burger with a quick glance before looking back up at you.

just eat your burger, soobin. you say with a smile, not wanting him to go hungry just because you can't eat your meal. he shakes his head quickly, taking a sip of his cola. no, no... it doesn't feel right for you to just sit and watch me eat... you smile as you see his ears start to get a bit red. you look at him reassuringly with a smile. soob, come on. it's fine. i'll just ask them for a new one. you move to raise your hand, getting ready to deal with the awkward confrontation with the waiter before soobin puts his hand on top of yours.

no... we're out tonight to celebrate six months of you being my girlfriend. I... I can ask them to remake this burger but without the cheese or breadcrumbs like they said they could do for you. besides... I know how stressed you've been with your semester starting.

your heart skips a beat as soobin takes a deep breath and raises his hand, a tight-lipped smile on his face as he looks around the restaurant for your waiter. you really didn't mind speaking up for yourself, it was part of being a vegan, but it really warmed your heart to see soobin doing something for you even though it made him uncomfortable.

and when he quietly and politely explained the error to the waiter, you couldn't help but be endeared by his good manners and appreciation not only for you, but for service workers.

the waiter apologized profusely for bringing a vegetarian burger instead of vegan burger to the table, heavily discounted your meal, and even offered a complimentary dessert. to which soobin inquired, are any of your desserts dairy-free?

when the answer was no, he smiled cheekily and said the two of you were fine on desserts then, which confused you until a few hours later, when you entered his apartment and noticed a table full of intricately-decorated cookies, that he assures you are vegan.

your mouth can't help but fall open in shock over the pile of handmade cookies to which soobin cheekily says, why are you so surprised? his sudden confidence charming you even more. Kai -> he feels terribly that you can't eat your meal... but the best he can do is offer emotional support and advice when your pita comes out to the table in a tray with checkered paper, it is just filled to the brim with olives. though you're not one of those people who is super picky, you have to admit you've always had a massive aversion to olives.

though you'd normally just opt to pick the olives out of the pita, there are so many throughout it, in addition to pepperoncini and copious amounts of greek dressing... in all honesty, the whole pita just has to go. it's so soggy and poorly wrapped, you really don't know how you'd even manage to eat it. you look across the table to your boyfriend, shocked to find he is nearly done with his own pita. you watch him eat for a few seconds, amused by how absorbed he is in the flavors of the pita, before he finally fishes his and almost seems to come back to earth, looking at you with a stunned expression. (y/n), is something wrong? does your stomach hurt? you shake your head, feeling a little embarrassed over the fact you can't just suck it up and eat the soggy and overloaded-with-olives pita.

oh... it's just... this is really soggy. i'm not even sure I could pick it up without it falling apart. and it's filled with olives. he sucks his teeth, soft eyes looking at you with concern. oh no! maybe you can just use a fork and knife? you furrow your brows, knowing the flaws with the pita go beyond its structural weakness. It's also just full of olives and pepperoncini... I can't really eat this... kai looks around awkwardly, pulling on the strings of his hoodie before suddenly his face lights up and he eagerly offers a solution.

how about you order something else, and i'll just eat this one?

your eyes widen at his suggestion, and you can't help but laugh. but... you don't really like olives either? and it's so messy?

he shakes his head, already pulling your soggy pita towards himself. I don't mind eating it... and just ask the waiter for the menu again and order something else... I don't want to ask them to remake anything...

you laugh as you watch him pick up a fork and knife to eat the offending pita, and catch eyes with the waiter from across the restaurant to signal him to come back to the table. at least nights out with kai always have you laughing.

LEAST

[s-uwu-binie]

❥ bf!txt's reaction to you falling asleep on another member's shoulder ੈ♡˳

➻ txt x gn!reader

➻ genre: all things fluffy <3

➻ the one where they get pouty and clingy over who gets to be your headrest, just really really whipped boys again

➻ requested by @mywonie, i hope you like it bubs ^^

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡

mans is a tad bit possessive of you (in the healthy way ofc, baes), which is something you already knew early on in the relationship. but it wasn’t your fault you were so sleepy to not notice the difference on which shoulders was your boyfriend’s. in the end, you ended up laying your head on soobin’s stiff shoulder, him already giving nervous side glances to yeonjun’s hooded gaze. he nearly jumped out of his seat from the eldest’s unrelenting stare.

safe to say yeonjun’s hand is draped on your thigh the whole time, only budging when he notices the immense stiffness in soobin’s poor shoulders. yeonjun takes it upon himself to carefully transfer your position from soobin to his. the smirk he tries to hold back becomes even more difficult to suppress once you snuggle into his firm chest, searching for his familiar warmth with an incoherent murmur. 

his hand would reach up to stroke your hair, his lips naturally curled to a pouty smile, “did you sleep well, baby?”

the first thing he’d do when you open your eyes is to either tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear if it’s long enough or to childishly boop your nose, finding you absolutely adorable.

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗦𝗢𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗡

with soobin, i feel as though he would be fine with it. he trusts his members with you, and vice versa. there would be a twinge of jealousy slowly brewing inside him, but it’s barely even there when he notices your peaceful form slumped over beomgyu. the whole ride would be filled with beomgyu teasing soobin, as expected from choi beomgyu himself. the trickster pulls out his phone and opens the group chat immediately, texting soobin how he’s missing out on being your personal headrest.

let’s just say soobin is not impressed in the duration of the whole ride. i can imagine he’d be sporting a slight pout on his face, dimples making an appearance. his arms are crossed and eyes staring holes at beomgyu’s head. the others take this moment to take snapshots of his mini sulking session, all sending it to you when you wake up later on (all which you save in an album dedicated to soobin <3). 

trust that soobin won’t let you go once you all reach your destination, his massive hands cupping your cheeks to gently wake you up from your nap. 

“you can rest on my shoulder on the way back, angel.” he says, sending the other choi a nasty look as he does so, fingers intertwined with yours.

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗕𝗘𝗢𝗠𝗚𝗬𝗨

whiney. let me tell you that. he’d complain so much to the point of almost waking you up from your sleep, earning him a pointed look from taehyun (telling him to shut up to avoid disturbing your rest), whose shoulder you were leaning on. beomgyu effectively quiets down for the next few hours because of this. but don’t get it wrong, he’s still plenty whiney about it, albeit silently. beomgyu would play with the hem on his shirt, wiggle his feet in boredom as he waits impatiently for you to rouse from your nap.

i bet he would be dying on the inside tho, like?? he was right there, yet you still managed to sleep on taehyun. you better prepare for the endless rambling you will face by the time you wake up, because he will not shut up i swear. he would be clinging to your arm, chin resting on your shoulder with him talking your ear out about how much he wanted to cuddle with you the whole time. 

he definitely would poke fun at you tho. he’d softly trace your lips with his thumb, “you got some drool here, baby.”

beomgyu’s clearly bluffing, but he’d really do just about anything just to see you scramble your hands up to your face as he stares at you with a boyish smile on his handsome face.

𝗞𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡

now this man right here, this guy is soft and tender when it comes to you. yep, he may be pretty rough with the others but never with you. taehyun would be totally chill about it actually. the moment your head rested on kai’s shoulder, he did nothing but smile at the two of you. all he cares about is you’re getting the sleep you need. plus, he trusts the members with you a whole lot, and vice versa. and the fact that you’re comfortable enough to sleep around them brings genuine joy in taehyun's heart, only proving that you are already a part of their little family.

i imagine taehyun wearing a cute grin on his face, observing how kai gently adjusts your position on his stature. just a couple of best friends ensuring that you’re comfortable and all. i also feel like taehyun would sneak photos of you, then set it as his wallpaper. he’s that chill about it. 

you would be surprised when taehyun wakes you up by kissing your forehead, lips pecking in a feather-like motion. 

“did you have a good sleep?” he’d keep pecking you on your crown, “i bet you did.”

𝗛𝗨𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗞𝗔𝗜

gentle giant. that’s what he is to you. i feel he is another one who is chill about it, but he is slightly more clingy than taehyun. he’d pull a pout when you snuggle into yeonjun’s warmth, but he doesn’t say anything about it. he just stares lovingly at your sleepy face, when he’s supposed to be putting on a pouty front. what i can see happening is that kai would surely bring one of his precious plushies. he’d place them in your lap, just so you can have something to hold onto or cuddle with while you slept on yeonjun’s broad shoulder.

hyuka would be so cute about this too :((( he’d be all smiley and giggly about it, completely disregarding the fact that you’re resting on yeonjun the entire time. his undivided attention is all on you now, eyes trailing on how adorable your scrunched brows and squished cheeks are at this moment. 

“you’re so cute like this,” he’d coo at you. “i could just kiss you right now.”

you’d be left hiding behind the fluffy plushie in your hands by the end of it.

𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱 © 𝘀-𝘂𝘄𝘂-𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗲

[pocketsizedq]

Sh! I’m talking to the baby

Summary:Jamie being the best husband

Warnings: very fluffy.

Request:Yes

Word Count:1040

As it slowly started to become dusk in the southwest region of the US there were two young married lovers who were beginning to get ready for bed in their cozy countryside California home.

Jamie and you started your guys night off with a comforting shared shower as He had begun to worry that you would silp in the shower. He carefully helped you out of the shower by holding your hand so gently like you would break if he squeezed too hard.

He walks over to the towel warmer that you guys kept in the bathroom. As Jamie started to pull out one of the cream colored egyptian cotton bath sheets which was longer than your normal towel.

The Toronto boy made his way over to your shivering frame wrapping the freshly warm bath sheet around you delicately as he has became more soothing mellow since finding out you were pregnant.

You held the towel close to your naked body making sure it didn't fall while he went into the closet you both share still bare butt which you were looking at the small freckles that covered your husband's back.

Jamie grabs one of his plain black shirts for you with a pair of your underwear then goes over to his drawers grabbing out a plain pair of boxers for himself.

He puts the boxer on before making his way back to the bathroom where you stood.

"lets get you dressed mama" Jamie spoke to you in a more gentle voice then what he usually does.

Jamie had started calling you mama after finding out you were pregnant as it just rolled off his tongue. He had always thought you would be such a cute mama and was glad you were going to be the mother to his little one.

Jamie made his way over to you gently removing the large towel from around you taking into his grasp to start gently dry off your hair knowing if you went to bed with hair that you would get sick.

He put the towel on the marble counter after drying your hair off a bit so it wouldn't be soaking wet and spoke up again saying "lift your arms up for me mama"

you lift your arms up so Jamie could silp his slightly oversized shirt over your head letting it fall onto your six month belly then He helps you slip your underwear on using his shoulders for support.

Once, Jamie gets done getting your clothes on you. He then makes you sit down at your vanity that was in the bathroom starting to carefully brush out your hair then grabbing hair tie from the vanity so He could put your h/c into a braid so it would not be in your way.

As he did so, Jamie would whisper small little praise in your ear about how pretty you look carrying his baby and how strong you are as He read in one of his books that sometimes pregnancy can makes you feel self conscious so when ever he is around you even if your doing the little thing he would kiss your forehead and tell you how amazing you are.

While you started to do your skincare at the skin he came up behind you gently lifting your heavy swollen belly to give you some relief from the pressure.

Jamie and you both started to brush your guys teeth at the sink giving each other goofy expressions making each other laugh enjoying it just being you two.

The blue eye boy was overjoyed at the thought of becoming a dad to a little baby girl which made him even more happy knowing that there will be a little you running around your guys home.

After you both got done brushing your teeth you guys made your way over to the king sized bed that was calling both of your guys names to lay in it.

Jamie unmake the bed while you watched him do it taking off the millions of throw pillows that you put on the bed which he has complain to which you replied with the its the style now card.

You pull the covers back taking a sip from your plain green stanley which had freshly been filled with water knowing who filled it up as Jamie was always making sure you were hydrated quoting something that trevor had said to him.

Jamie got into the bed helping you get comfortable once you laid down making sure you weren't in any discomfort as you snuggled into the somewhat beige silk sheets.

As you got more comfortable, Jamie made his way down to where your swollen bump gently kissing it when he started doing something he read in one of the baby books he got.

Jamie read all the benefits of talking to the baby when it is still in the womb so tonight he was going to give it a try. you watched as he placed a gentle kiss on your bump wondering what on earth he has read now.

"Hi there baby girl it's daddy i can't wait to meet you in a few more months. Mama has said that you have been jumping around in her belly. you better be nice to your mommy as she and I love you so very much and she is keeping you safe until you are ready to come into the world. I can't wait to teach you how to play hockey" He spoke to your stomach while gently rubbing your bump.

The emotions started to get to you as you knew he was going to be an amazing dad to your guys babygirl. Jamie looks up at you in worry noticing the tears fill your eyes.

He gently wipes your eyes with his thumb. Jamie's big beautiful icy eyes were filled with so much love when he looked at you that your heart filled with so much love looking at the man you fell in love with when you were 19 now he was going to be an amazing dad to the baby you both made in love.

"I love you so much mama and our little princess. Thank you for making me a dad."

[96kurtswrld]

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thinking about steve and plus size reader....

thinking about how steve can't keep his hands off of you, can't stop touching you and kissing you all over, feeling your warmth and your curves beneath his lips and his hands. it drives him crazy, you drive him crazy. he loves it. he loves you.

it starts as something simple really. he comes up behind you while you're working away in the kitchen. gentle hands on your hips, his face in the crook of your neck. a deep inhale as he loosens his grip on your hips and runs his hands up your sides and then down again, lowering to your waist. a low groan against your skin, a small "god. you're beautiful, honey" that vibrates down your spine. gentle nipping kisses on your neck as his other hand presses against your lower tummy, hand spread out as wide as he can get it so he can feel all of you under his palm. the hand on your waist is gripping tight. his kisses travel up from the side of your neck to your soft jawline, soft soft soft lips against the skin. "my beautiful girl" murmured against your cheek, lips pressed there next. his hands continue to roam, one hand slipping up your shirt to feel your tummy without the barrier, soft fingers tracing your stretchmarks gently. he traces each one from the bottom curve of your belly all the way up to the underside of your breast, his hand resting there for a moment. "you're all mine, hm?" he murmurs into your ear, pressing his body against your back. his body is warm against yours, but it's not helping the cold shivers that run through you as his hands touch you. "all for me" he growls, his grip tightening on you, getting a soft exhale of his name out of your mouth. his grip becomes possessive on you, his hand running back down your stomach sloooow so slow, until both of his hands can grip your plush hips, rocking you back into his body. "y'so pretty,"

[dinodaweeb]

Unpopular opinion: i miss the old ninjago ☹️ idk much about the new one but i LOVE the earlier seasons

[cameronsprincess]

okok hot cocoa and a movie w rafe and his gf on a late night drive maybe after a fight?????? 🤗🤗🤗 u can make it smutty or angsty or fluffy

i’m honestly thinking all three, angsty smutty fluff😏🩷

CW: smut! 18+ only! bf!rafe, gf!reader, strong language, slight angst, piv sex, car sex, semi public sex, fluffy ending w soft!rafe<3

join the 5k celly here!

you lean your head against the window of your boyfriends truck, nothing but the low hum of the radio filling the tense silence that surrounds the two of you.

the night was going well, until it wasn’t. you and rafe argued a lot, but it had never reached the point it did tonight. the thoughts of all the harsh things you both spewed at one other makes your chest tighten.

you slowly lift your head from the window, chancing a glance at rafe. his body is tense, fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles are white. you don’t miss the slight tick in his jaw, watching as he clenches and unclenches it, nostrils flaring as his eyes remain on the road, not bothering to even look your way for a second.

“rafe…” you whisper, shifting in your seat so you’re facing him completely.

his hard blue eyes glance at you for a second, quickly placing them back on the road before he speaks.

“what, y/n… i’m really not in the fucking mood to talk to you right now.”

you breathe out a sigh, rolling your eyes. “then why the fuck did we go on a drive, huh? if you can’t even fucking talk to me, what was the fucking point in this?”

his hands tighten around the steering wheel once more, a heavy sigh pushing from his chest.

“i needed to fucking clear my head, after you…” he pauses, trying to calm himself before continuing, “fuck, after you said some of the shit you did, throwing low blows about my relationship with my dad my way, telling me that i’m a fuck up, i needed to fucking get out of that house… you are the one who asked to come with me, i would’ve much preferred you stayed home.”

his words hit you hard, slapping you in the face and twisting tightly around your stomach. your face drops, a slight frown on your lips as tears begin to fill your eyes. you know you shouldn’t have thrown his strained relationship with his father in his face, using it as ammo in your ploy to hurt him, and you definitely shouldn’t have called him a fuck up, knowing full well he hears that enough from his father and a few others.

rafe wasn’t a fuck up— far from it actually— you were just so angry, the words spilled from your lips before you could even give them a second thought.

“rafe, i-” you begin, but his loud, booming voice rings through the air, cutting you off.

“just stop fucking talking! can you fucking do that, for once? just stop. fucking. talking,” he pauses, letting out a rough laugh, “i’m just gonna take you home, i can’t stand the sight of you right now, can’t stand your irritating fucking voice.”

you gasp, his words slicing right through your heart.

“fuck you, rafe! god, i’m trying to make things better, but you’re being a fucking dick! and you wonder why i said the shit i said earlier, it’s because you act like this! you’re a fucking child! learn to grow up and communicate.”

rafe slams on the breaks so hard you jolt forward, your palms slapping against the dash of the truck. you push back, eyes narrowed on him. “what the fuck, rafe! are you fucking crazy? fucking drive the truck, now!” you shout, hands shaking and breathing choppy.

he ignores you, simply pressing his foot on the gas and speeding down the road, his tires slightly screeching as he does. you press your back firmly against the seat, arms crossed over your chest as you watch dim street lights and dark outlines of the trees fly by.

rafe makes a sharp right turn, pulling his truck into an empty, dark parking lot. he places the truck in park, quickly killing the engine and tossing the keys to the floorboard. you run a hand down your face, a scoff leaving your lips.

“why the fuck are we here? take me the fuck home.”

he doesn’t answer, his silence slowly grating on your nerves.

“rafe! are you gonna say anythin-”

he cuts off your words, his hand reaching out and wrapping tightly around your throat. you wrap a hand around his wrist, trying to pry him off, but it’s no use. his fingers tighten around the expanse of your neck, pressing firmly into your pulse point. he gives a low hum, leaning his face in close to yours, his warm breath fanning across your face.

“god you’re fucking infuriating, such a fucking bitch sometimes,” he stops, his eyes flitting down to your lips, reveling in the way they’re slightly parted, loving the way your pulse beats rapidly against his fingers. his lips slightly brush against yours and you squeeze your thighs together. you need him, and you need him now. “what am i gonna do about that little fucking attitude of yours, hmm?”

your eyes find his, the normally bright and shining blue now dark. you inch your face closer to his the best you can, and it’s just enough to press your lips against his. rafe groans, releasing your throat, his hand gripping the back of your neck and pulling you further into him. his tongue shoves its way past the seam of your lips, tangling with yours perfectly.

you moan into his mouth, your fingers gripping at the soft fabric of his shirt and pushing him back. both of your heavy breathing fills the cramped space of his truck, your eyes darting across his face, “rafe…” you whisper, but he doesn’t let you say another word.

he fumbles with his belt, pulling it free from his jeans before popping the button and slowly guiding the zipper down. he removes the rough denim from his lower body, his boxers going with them. your mouth waters at the sight of his hard cock, his tip swollen and already dripping with his arousal. he reaches over the center console, hands gripping your hips tightly and yanking you into his lap.

a low groan escapes him when your covered core rubs across his length, making him twitch beneath you. his hands pull at the waistband of your cotton shorts and you lift your hips, allowing him to pull them down your legs. he tosses them into the passenger seat, one hand firmly gripping at your hip while the other fists his cock, jerking himself as he keeps eye contact with you.

“fuck me, rafe. please?”

the words barely leave your lips before he’s pushing the head into your drenched hole, bottoming out in seconds. you both groan in unison, the feel of his large cock stretching you and the way your pussy tightly grips his dick making all the anger from moments ago wash away.

rafe presses his lips against yours, his mouth devouring you as he holds onto your hips, keeping you still as he pounds himself inside you from below. the head of his cock repeatedly hits at that sweet spot inside you, your body shaking in his hold and sweet moans of pleasure falling past your lips.

“r-rafe.. oh, god.” you mumble against his lips.

he pulls back, hard blue eyes on yours as he continues to brutally fuck himself into you. your pussy pulsates around him, your clit throbbing. you remove his hands from your hips, running them up your sides and placing them up your shirt. he cups your breasts, squeezing at them harshly. you begin lifting your hips, slamming yourself back down on him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“fuck, baby. ‘m so sorry, ‘m so fuckin’ sorry.”

you press your forehead against his, your lips beginning to slowly trail across his jaw and down to his neck. your teeth lightly nip at his sweat slick skin, loving the reaction it pulls from him.

“‘m sorry, too, rafe. i love you. fuuuck, i love you.”

your body trembles beneath his hold, rafe’s hands slowly and softly roaming your body, drinking in every bit of you with his hands. “i love you, too.”

the band snaps, your pussy clenching tightly around rafe’s cock, your orgasm rushing through you with a call of his name. rafe isn’t too far behind you, his dick twitching inside you. he shoves himself deep inside you, a raspy moan falling from him as he paints your inner walls white with his seed.

his body falls limp beneath you, his arms wrapped around your waist as you lie your head on his chest. his fingers begin to trace lazy shapes on your back, lips kissing softly at the space between your neck and shoulder.

you break the silence first, “i’m really sorry… i- i didn’t mean anything i said, i just-”

he lifts his head, cupping your face in his hands as he forces your eyes on his. “i know. i’m sorry too, i love you, y/n. i really fucking do.”

you smile down at him, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. he pulls his hands from your face, allowing you to rest your head on his chest again. you find comfort in the silence this time, the strong beat of his heart against your face making your insides warm.

tagging a few moots: @starkeysprincess @starkeysbabygirl @rafesthroatbaby @rafesangelita @rafeyscurtainbangs @drewsarms @drewsephrry @bloodibambiidoll @babygorewhore @nemesyaaa @httpsdrewstarkey @redhead1180 @rafeinterlude

[kisses4kaia]

mmm sub!patrick gripping on your tits when you bounce up and down on him. he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes off of ur tits bc of how much they were glistening w sweat

right! (fwb!stanford!patrick x fem!reader, you already know it’s gonna be filthy, mdni.)

patrick never asked for permission. he was unlike art in that way, taking what he wants when he wants it and only stopping to see your consent.

but he was so much like his best friend when he got to touch you. it damn near put him under a hex, the bounce of your tits in front of his face, highlighted by an afternoon glow cracking through the dorm room’s blinds. your sweat gleamed off of your collarbone and a tear swam down the valley of your breasts.

patrick never asked for permission, and he wasn’t going to start as his mouth attached to the inner fat of your left boob, swiping his tongue to catch the salty secretion and knead your right tit with a soft hand. he swirled his tongue around your nipple a few times, not neglecting her twin as his hand flicked and rolled the sensitive bud in tandem with his wet muscle. as much as patrick loved to drink in your sounds, he needed to see you, and this position didn’t provide much a view.

regrettably, his head was soon level with yours, and his hands on your hips travelled to your chest.

it’s not to keep himself on the ground, it isn’t even to pleasure you, but his gripping and kneading of the fat is for no other purpose than to feel you. every part of you fascinated him, and when your tits were shining like a sin, the most worthwhile sin at that, he had to take them in his hands and feel.

you’ve noticed his sounds have died down and his eyes have shut. poor boy, he was being fucked stupid. “open your eyes, baby,” your hands warmed the backs of his, still welded onto your chest. he nodded, a dumb ‘mhm’ muttered, but by his lack of actually obeying your imperative, you knew he hadn’t registered. “eyes, patrick. give me your eyes,” moving his finger on your breasts to run over and button at your hard peaks.

he understood this time, and as his eyes opened lazily, you sped up your pace, hips going sore but never slowing down.

“do you wanna cum?” you ask upon feeling his hips stutter up into yours, and he nods. “ask.”

patrick had the audacity to scoff. “if you don’t ask, i’ll never let you stop coming. ask,” the reiteration of the order is posed as a warning, and patrick groans at your growling tone.

“can i cum?” it seemed to pain him to ask, but you pouted pitifully at him. “what’s the magic word?”

patrick zweig never asked for permission, and he certainly never begged, but with your tits in his hands and your vice of a cunt squeezing his cock, he had no mind to hold to his self-established beliefs. “please—please, may i cum?”

he was so much closer now, so much more desperate, and you simpered at his politeness. he watches for your nod, and upon catching your go-ahead, he’s flooding the condom with warm, slimy spend and squishing your sweaty breasts together, sticking against the other before slowly pulling apart.

“thanks, mami.” he peeled his hand from your chest and kissed the back of yours, just before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“anytime.” patrick gives you a high five after you redress and you’re gone.

[sensei-venus]

(Smut, GirlCock!Sam, Shower Sex, Almost Caught in the Act)

The idea of Sam being so pussy whipped that she begs Reader to come over all the time when her family is out.

They hook up and have sex in her room because she’s scared they are going to pass out and get caught if they do it anywhere else in the house. Sometimes it’s so bad that Sam basically has her pants half way down and just fucks the shit out of a half clothed Reader sideways on the bed. Borderline humping into the poor girl. It’s just sweaty and nasty.

The worst point in their little sexual adventure was when the two almost got caught by Amanda.

Sam was able to get Reader to come over while her mom and dad were out getting groceries while Anthony was out hanging with friends. It seemed like the best time for the two of them to hook up. She knew her parents would be out most of the day leaving a huge time gap for the two girls to have some much needed fun. Reader was happy to help her girlfriend out as soon as she got the text to come over.

They end up fucking for almost half the day until Sam finally realizes her parents should be home soon.

In a panting haze the two finally stop to get their composure. Just laying on the bed in a sweating panting mess. Sam’s hair is stuck to her face and Reader is covered in cum, inside and out. After a little while of just cuddling in each others arms they opt to get in the shower. Both of them needing to wash off, Reader needing to get clean to leave and Sam so that her parents didn’t question her unruly post sex look. They grab their clothes, dump them onto the bathroom floor.

What was supposed to be just a quick shower turns into a heavy make out session under the shower head, which then tunes into Sam bending Reader over and plowing into her form behind while she grips the tile wall. In some kind of luck being so tired makes them less prone to making to loud of sounds while going at it. The water from the shower covers up what sound they do make.

The sound that DOES end up scarring the shit out of them is the loud knock from outside the bathroom door.

“Sam are you in there? Me and your dad just got home with a truck full of groceries. Can you come down stairs and help put them away?”

Sam has the mind to shove a hand over Readers mouth just before she can squeal from the thick cock hitting the right spot inside her. She swears her eyes cross at that moment.

“U-uhh yeah mom I’ll be out as soon as I can! I just got in so it might be a minute!” Voice almost cracking in shock.

“Okay but please hurry, your dad wants to go out golfing with one of his friends at the county club later. We need the groceries away by then.”

She can’t hear over the running shower but she can only guess her mom left. She hopes she at least closed her bedroom door. In that moment she mentally sighs, thankful for the fact they brought their clothes into the bathroom.

Who knows what her mom would have done if she found Readers clothes on the bedroom floor.

She can’t think much about it because Reader is suddenly gripping down on her cock which has he gasping. The sudden adrenaline rush has both of them on a high. Almost getting caught while in the act has both girls on hyper drive. It doesn’t take much to have them cumming.

Reader ultimately ends up squirting, shaking against the wall and almost falling over. If it wasn’t for Sam holding her up she would have definitely fallen over in seconds. Her orgasm has Sam moaning out, dick sliding out from her girlfriend twitching cunt where she then unloads all over the chubby girls thick back. Thick white spurts fall over the girls fat ass and back. It’s quick to be washed away by the now lukewarm water.

Moments later the two are rushing to get out of the shower and dry off before shoving their clothes back on. When Sam cracks open the door she fines her door closed and room undisturbed. 

They kiss goodbye before Reader is shimmying out of the window, hoping down from the roof and quietly sneaking out the back gate.

Sam falls onto her bed with a groan but not before remembering the reason they almost got caught in the first place.

Stupid groceries.

[gemini-sensei]

Thinking about Hawk taking his pregnant wife and the twins to a big family gathering. All of his family is going to be there, aunts and uncles and cousins. And he's the only one of his cousins that has kids 🤭 so his grandparents are so happy and giving him lots of praise whilst his cousins get crap from them, the old "Why don't you have kids yet" ordeal because they love the fact that it's Eli that made them great-grandparents.

His mom loves her grand babies too. She loves holding both toddler twins at the same time, and rubbing Reader's belly and talking to the unborn baby. She gushes to all her siblings and in laws about being a grandma already. She doesn't care about being "too young" to have grandkids. She loves them so much.

One of Hawk's younger cousins who's still in high school loves to play with the twins, running after them through all living room and pulling out their toys. It's a great time. Hawk loves seeing someone else get tired out by the twins. Especially when his little girl cons a family member into giving her sweets before dinner. She gets a cookie amd then a second one for her brother. And a third for her unborn sibling because she doesn't understand that the baby can't eat cookies yet.

That's all I got at the moment lol.

[cobrakaisb]

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