#like come on guys. they would never run away together. that would not happen.
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baby trapping(?) the 141
inspired by this post from @beloveds-embrace
It was an open secret on base that the 141 were together together. You'd occasionally see one of them - usually Gaz, sometimes Price, often Soap, never Ghost - taking someone to their barracks after a night out. You'd watch them pick up men and women, soldiers and civvies, fit and plush, but never the same person twice.
Whoever was lucky enough to join one of the 141 for a night always looked well-fucked the next day. And every one of them was tight-lipped about what happened. They'd never even confirm if sex was had, despite how obvious it was.
You're out at the pub when the 141 come crashing through the door. You heard they'd gotten in this afternoon, back from a semi-succesful mission: no one injured, intel collected, bad guys still at large. You didn't expect them to be out tonight, had figured they'd be tired or stuck in debriefs for a while.
It's clear right away they're on the hunt. Soap sidles up to two women at the bar sipping something pink in a martini glass, arms draping quickly over their shoulders. Gaz laughs as he joins a few guys playing darts, smile a little too calculated.
You're surprised when Price and Ghost are sat on either side of you.
Price nods to the bartender, who puts down a pint of something dark in front of him and Ghost, gestures to you, and says, "Amaretto sour for her." You have no idea how he knows your favorite drink. You didn't think he even knew who you were. He glances at you from the corner of his eye and asks, "'avin a good time, doll?"
You really have no idea how to respond to that. You try, and fail, to make small talk without making a fool of yourself, but it's hard when Ghost keeps chuckling - at you, not with you. He's slipped his mask up only enough to sip his stout and you try not to stare at the small glimpses you get of his face.
A few drinks later, Price puts his large hand on your knee, and you feel the warmth penetrate your slacks. "Seen you on base, doll. Glad to find you here tonight." To say you're shocked is an understatement. "What say we head out, yeah?" He drops a few notes on the bar and gently steers you up and off your barstool. You feel Ghost stand up on your other side.
As Price herds you to the door, you notice Soap and Gaz have abandoned the people they were with and have fallen into step with your little group. They get you into their vehicle, snug in the backseat between Soap and Kyle while Price drives.
Soap leans his shoulder against yours and puts his mouth to your ear. "Lass, 'm sure glad we saw you. Been hopin' fur it fur weeks." You feel the blood rush to your cheeks. Gaz drapes his arm across the seatback, heat radiating across your neck, but he doesn't touch you. Instead, you see him run his fingers through Soap's mohawk, and you squeeze your thighs together a little. You never thought something like, well, whatever this looks like, would be something you would be part of.
You're back at their barracks faster than you thought possible. Getting past the door and through the common areas is a blur. Instead your brain stutters on the feel of Price's mouth on yours, his beard scraping against your cheek and neck as he kisses down your throat.
There are hands at your waist, unbuttoning your trousers and sliding them and your underwear down your legs. Another set of hands is tugging your shirt up over your head. Once you're naked you feel multiple sets of lips kiss and nip: teeth tug on your ear, a tongue laves against a nipple, stubble rubs along your inner thigh. Big hands, fingers rough with callouses and bluntly bitten nails, roam your body. And through it all the praises whispered "good girl" and "so sweet" and "made fer us" carry you into oblivion.
It never occurred to you the 141 were the Three Musketeers: anyone they brought back was one for all and all for one. You understand why those before you believed in "don't kiss and tell." You leave their barracks feeling shell-shocked. It carries you home and into work the next day, where you fully expect things to go back to normal.
And they do. Mostly. Until a vase shows up on your desk two days later with nothing but a bar of soap on the card. The blooms are your birth month flower. Two more days pass before you hear Price's voice in the hallway. You peek your head out as he turns your way, and his smile beams. "There you are, doll. Brought your favorite," he says, holding take away. And not only is it your favorite dish from your favorite cuisine, its from the little shop you like best in town.
You really know something's different when Friday rolls around. Gaz corners you as you leave medical, and before you realize what you've agreed to, you're following him into the 141's barracks.
This is unheard of. They never bring the same person back twice. You don't plan to question it, though, just ride it out as long as they're interested. Six weeks of wooing - you couldn't think of another word for the presents and flowers and meals and conversations and the sex, god the sex - fly past before Price breaks the news of their impending deployment.
They ask you to wait for them, to be part of them, when they get back. It's on the tip of your tongue to say yes. You want this, you want them, but you hesitate. They've always been the 141, and you're an outsider. You leave your response vague and hope they hear the desire in your tone.
A month into their deployment and you're struggling to sleep. You can't keep food down. You regret how open you left things. But it's more than that. An itch in the back of your brain drives you to ask a nurse friend on base to discretely check your hCG levels. The response is what you hoped feared.
You don't know how you'll face them if they ever return. You were worried about getting between them before, but this is ten times worse. You can't imagine how this will change how they are with each other. You're carrying someone's baby. It never occurs to you to do anything other than raise it yourself.
You make it on base another two months, and there's no word about the 141. But as you begin to show, rumors start dogging your steps. People knew you'd been involved with various members of the 141 before they'd deployed. Now they're whispering about whether you even know who the father is.
As a civilian employee, you're a contractor on base, so you simply ask your employer to find you a job in town. You want to leave entirely, but your heart won't let you take their baby far, at least not until you can determine whose it is and at least let them know.
You don't expect them to be part of the baby's life, but it isn't fair to disappear when you know word will make it around base and they have the means to find you anyway. You figure this will allow for a clean break before any fallout.
Months go by, and you hear from friends still on base that the 141 came back but haunted. They'd had a few close calls on this last mission: injuries that could have been prevented, stealth ops where they were the ones being ambushed. Things that shouldn't have happened. Things that made them think long and hard about what the future held for them.
Now that they're back, you expect someone to track you down, find your location in town, but no one comes. You vaguely notice the large home on the edge of town, the run-down one with a massive garden, slowly starts looking better.
Two weeks after your little girl is born, the knock you never thought would come finally does. You carry your bundle to the door and clutch her tighter when you see the 141 through the peep hole. You open the door and wordlessly let them in.
The expressions on their faces range from awe to fear. You're sure your face displays the same. Finally, it's Price who speaks. "We should-a been 'ere, doll. Can ya forgive us?"
You know you're gaping and can barely bring yourself to nod.
"We meant it," Ghost tells you. "We want you. And now we want you both." It's more words than you've heard him speak at once, and without prompting.
Soap looks at you with such unbridled longing, reaching out his hands not for you but for your - their - baby that you don't even think before passing her over. As he cradles her carefully, Price chimes back in. "We bought a place, big, on the edge 'o town. We're not retiring, but we want to do more than look one day ahead. And in all those days, there's you, you and this miracle."
Finally, Gaz pins you with a look. "Come be ours, dove. You've been what we were missin' before we even knew we were missin' anything."
This time your answer is anything but vague.
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The Batboys Get You An Animal / Asking Them for An Animal
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Dick: Haley (Bitewing) was extremely lonely with both you and Dick at work more recently. She just really needed another dog to play with, Dick had noticed it a lot more in the past month of so.
After Dick picked up you from work cause it was better for the environment to carpool, you found him driving in a different direction to your shared apartment building which caused you to furrow your brows.
"I think your turned around, Bubby." You said with a kind and paitent tone.
"No, this is the right direction. Don't you worry, My Love." He squeezed your hand with a kind smile as he kept his eyes watched the road. He drove you to the shelter and let you pick whichever dog you wanted which happened to be a cute little female grey/blue doberman. (Of course you held it all the way home.)
Haley was just happier than ever when you put the little puppy down and took her out of the crate she was in so you could get her upstairs. Haley was yipping and running around, this was such a good step forward in your relationship, growing together family as a family.
Dick was snapping as many pictures as he could of the dogs, then you playing with them. He's so happy with his girls being in one picture, so proud he made it his lockscreen.
Jason: "Babygirl, I don't know if its a good idea. I dont know if were ready for that. Hell, I dont know if I'm ready for that on my own." He had said a few months ago.
Of course that was until he came home with a kitten he found in an alley, the white little fur ball was the only other thing besides you that made his heart swell. He almost was gonna leave it where it was but he didnt have the heart to do such a thing.
He came in with it in his arms, the little kitten cuddled into his chest inside his motorcycle jacket. It was late so Jason didnt wake you as he took care of the little sweet guy, he gave him a bath and gave him the wet food he got on the way home. Jason swaddled that sweet little kitten in a hand towel before woke you up. You mumbled and groaned until you opened your eyes which immediately went wide.
"Oh, my god!" Tears filled your eyes as you reached for the kitten.
"I found him in an alley, he's a bit sick and he really needs a home, Babygirl. Can we keep him?" He asked with a pleading and somewhat worried tone.
"Can we keep him!? YES! OF COURSE!" You were crying as you cuddled the slightly damp kitten.
Jason and you took him the the vet the next morning to get taken care of. He named him Tokyo as a joke cause he was white which you didnt realize what it meant for several months.
Bruce: You knew the answer, a swift and adament no. So being the person you are, you bought a guinea pig cause its easy to take care of and Bruce would be less likely to complain about it.
You would carry it around in your pocket and let it sleep on a little blanket you put the desk that held the Batcomputer. He would act like he hated the entire idea of it but as soon as you would come down to the Batcave without it he would ask where it was with a bit of a sad tone.
He would never admit it but he enjoyed that tiny guy and how you doted it on the little thing. Bruce knew how lonely it was to actually be with him considering his 'playboy' persona he had to wear and being Gotham's savior. By the time your anniversary came he had gotten you another guinea pig so you had two little guys to hang out with and thats exactly what you did.
+ When you were away at work or asleep and he happened to pass the cage in his room the both of you shared, he would take them out and sit with them. Bruce secretly has a ton of pictures of the little guinea pigs in his camera roll.
Tim: You didnt even need to ask him, the answer would be yes with not even a little resistance. Little did Tim know this wasnt your average pet.
"Tim, I adopted a kid." You said casually when you came home.
"You did what?" He was nervous and he nearly choked on his own spit, that was until you came in the house holding a baby goat.
"Oh! A little kid!" He was so excited, Tim would run around with him and bring him inside all the time. He never complained out the little guy, he even got him clothes and little goat diapers so he could stay inside. You didnt think goats could be trained but alas, Tim did with little issue which is a bit unsuprising cause Tim can do anything he sets his mind to.
Damian: Damian has a fucking farm of animals so convincing him to get an animal was the easiest conversation ever.
It was 'Whatever animal you wanted as long as youd take care of it, Beloved.' He had said.
"A snake?" You asked him with a slightly excited tone as the two of you laid in bed, your face pressed to his warm bare chest.
"If that's what you want." He replied with his eyes closed as if getting another animal was nothing. (because to him it is.)
"A cow?" You asked cause you wanted to know how ridiculous you could get with it.
"We already have one of those, Beloved." He said with a smile again in that tone as if it was normal for someone to have a pet cow.
"Well, what if Titus wants a friend, Baby?" You asked as you heard the Great Dane huff at the end of the bed where his bed was.
"Another dog would be good, I'd feel a lot more secure knowing there were at least two dogs in the house when I'm away." Damian stated, plus he wanted to teach you more of the commands to control Titus and most of them were in German. You getting a dog would be a diagetic way for you to learn and teach your dog as well as understand how to control Titus.
You were stuck between a Chocolate Lab and a Dalmatian, in the end Damian got he got both of them. It took patience and time but Damian got them all to behave and listen to the pair of you.
Two dogs were good for security but three? Three made his worry about you while he was gone almost vanish entirely.
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Hi, how have you been??
I was wondering if your requests are still open? If so, it crosses my mind: what if Garrick had a cousin secretly dating Bodhi, and how would he and Xaden react if they found out about their relationship after Bo goes feral because Garrick's cousin is hurt?
It's just an idea, if your requests aren't open or makes you uncomfortable in any way I apologize and please forget I asked in the first place.
Love your work, btw. Bye đ đ
Worse Kept Secret - Bodhi Durran x Reader
A/N: Just like Bodhi not telling Xaden and Garrick, better late than never right? I'm so sorry this took so long to get to. I hope you like it!
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âWe should probably tell them soon.â I tell Bodhi as we make our way to class.
Bodhiâs eyes widen before he shakes his head. âHell no. Garrick would have my head if he found out about us.â
I roll my eyes. âYouâre acting like heâs my brother.â
âHe may as well be with how protective he is over you. Have you seen the way he glares at any guy that looks your way for a second too long?â
I sigh. âYouâre over reacting, it will be fine. Heâs going to have to find out eventually.â
âYeah, when heâs stationed far away from here when he canât hunt me down and murder me.â He says before coming to a stop outside his classroom.
It had been six months since Bodhi and I had started seeing each other. Both of us agreeing to keep it a secret at first in case it didnât go well or we decided to go back to being friends. But six months in it was clear that this was going well, and it was getting harder and harder to cover up sneaking off together. Especially now Bodhi and I were helping with supply runs, meaning our time together was becoming more and more limited.
âNo we are telling him before he graduates and gets stationed elsewhere.â I tell him sternly.
Bodhiâs shoulders sag in defeat, before slowly nodding his head. âFine, but when my body turns up one morning in the middle of the rotunda just know it was because of you.â
I quickly check the hallway to make sure weâre alone before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. âIâll remember your noble sacrifice. See you at challenges.â
He chuckles and shakes his head at me as I turn and walk away to my own class.
Bodhi.
I rush into the training room, the familiar sounds of fighting echoing around the room as everyone watches on. My squads flight training had gone over time due to an inccident, so Iâd missed the first half of challenges. I push my way through the crowd to the ususal spot I stand in with Y/N, Garrick, Xaden and Imogen. But as I break through the crowd the only one there is Imogen. I scan the mats in the centre of the room, expecting to see them fighting on one of the mats. But none of them are there. Strange.
âWhere are the others?â I ask Imogen as I manouver into the gap next to her.
âHealers Quadrant.â She says timidly, as if almost scared to tell me. Which was not normal for her at all.
âImogen, whatâs wrong?â I ask, crossing my arms over my chest as I look down at her with narrowed eyes.
She looks up at me and recoils slightly at my stare. âJeez, itâs scary how much you look like Xaden when you do that.â
âImogen.â I say more sternly.
âItâs Y/N. SheâŚâ
âImogen I swear to the gods you better tell me what happened.â I demand.
âShe got badly hurt in challenges. That new Barlowe kid got paired up with her.â
I feel all the colour drain from my face at her words. Barlow had no care or regard for anyone but himself. He was ruthless, and was already known for killing quite a number of cadets already. As well as sending a long list of cadets to the Healers Quadrant in very bad condition.
I turn and shove my way through the crowd, Imogen calling out to me in an effort to stop me. She was pretty much the only one that knew about Y/N and I. She had covered for us numerous times after stumbling across us one night in an abandoned tower. Clearly it was not as abandoned as we had thought.
As soon as I push through the doors, I sprint over to the bridge connecting us to the rest of the college. But no matter how hard I push myself it feel as if time is slowing down, as if Iâm running through mud.
I canât help but think of the worse. I had seen first hand many times how Jackâs opponents had ended up post challenging him. Most of them unconscious, a lot of them gushing blood from some sort of wound, orâŚ. Dead. No she isnât dead. Imogen would have said so. But she had called out to meâŚ.
The thought has me pushing my legs harder, barrelling towards to door opening that finally looked like it was getting closer and closer. Rounding the corner, I nearly take out a healer who squeals with alarm as I dodge past her.
I push open the doors to the infirmary, Garrick and Xadenâs heads whipping towards me as I rush towards them. âWhere is she?â I demand loudly as I stop in front of them, frantically looking around at the beds.
âSheâs back there with Nolon.â Xaden tells me, nodding towards the closed door at the back of them room.
I side step him, starting to rush towards the doors before a hand grabs my flight jacket and hauls me backwards. I reel around, shoving Garrick in the chest hard, causing him to stumble back as he releases my jacket.
âWhat the hell has gotten into you?â He nearly yells at me, the room going silent as the healers look at us with alarm.
I freeze, realising Iâm reacting in a way I probably shouldnât be for someone they think Iâm just friends with. Yes she was Garrickâs cousin, but I had only know her coming up to two years now. Garrick should be reacting like I am, which Iâm sure on the inside he was.
âSorry. Imogen just made it sound bad.â I say as I lower my gaze, awkwardly scratching the back of my head in an effort to pass this off.
âWhat did she say?â Xaden asks.
âThat she was up against Barlowe.â I say quietly. Imogen hadnât actually said it was bad, I had just assumed it was. If I was smart I would have rushed in and asked what happened. Not come barging in here like I was out for blood.
âAnd?â Garrick asks, his tone almost teasing as if he can see right through me.
âAnd that was itâŚâ I mumble out, but with the breathy laugh I hear from the two of the I know theyâve heard me clear as day.
âYes it could be better, but all Barlow managed to do was break her arm.â Xaden tells me, my head snapping up in relief at his words. A broken arm was nothing, happened all the time around here. And easy fix. And explained why she was in the back with Nolan.
âIf anything, Barlowe should be the one youâre worried about.â Garrick says with a laugh.
I turn and follow his gaze to where Barlowe lays in one of the beds Iâd missed in my scan of the room, clutching a very blood stained cloth to his side as the healers work to mend the wound. On his bedside table lays on of her daggers covered in his blood. I canât help but smile knowing that sheâd gotten him back, and done worse damage to him than he had done to her.
âDefinitely not worried about him. He deserves it.â I say as I turn my attention back to them, both of them nodding in agreement.
I think Iâve gotten away with hiding why I reacted the way I did, until Garrick looks me in the eyes and just smirks at me. âSo instead of trying to pass off your reaction due to Imogen being vague, you going to man up and tell me youâre dating my cousin?â
I feel like my heart stops as my eyes go wide. Xaden doesnât even try to hide his laughter at my reaction to Garrickâs words.
âHow the hell did you know?â I blurt out with out thinking, mentally slapping myself.
Garrick rolls his eyes. âYou really trusted Imogen to keep your secret from us?â
I groan as I hide my head in my hands. âDefinitely wasnât your smartest move cousin.â Xaden says as he pats me on the back.
âExcuse me while I go find a certain pink haired cadet to murder.â I grumble out as I storm out of the infirmary back to the Riderâs Quadrant, Garrick and Xadenâs booming laughs echoing behind me
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Chris's Little Sister
Can you write something about Josh dating Chrisâs younger sister? -anonÂ
Of course I can!! I think one of the best ways to incorporate the reader into the group would actually be through a sibling relationship. And like⌠brotherâs best friend? Now thatâs something I live for. I did take some inspiration from Friends, just felt like it fit. Anyways, enjoy some headcanons for this one (already written one story today, and prepping for Christmas, so donât have that much time).
And yeah, I still got a couple of requests in my inbox, but please bear with me. I do have things to do, but will get to them when I have the time. Enjoy <3
Chris and Josh met in third grade, so no wonder that when Chris brought home this beautiful little guy, you had heart eyes. You didnât dare to talk to him, even when he initiated the conversation. You hid behind Chris or your mom, just observing them as they played.Â
As you grew older, you developed more of a friendly relationship, this was your brotherâs best friend after all, you werenât gonna fuck it up. Chris brought you when you went to the Washingtons, and you mainly spent your time with the twins.Â
Of course, Josh had a soft spot for you. He liked you, felt that he had to protect you, that sort of thing. You didnât know if it was because you were Chrisâs sister or because there was something else beneath. Soon, after a little too much time without Chris, you guys figured things out.Â
Stolen glances became signals for a retreat to a secluded make out spot. Secret visits, making sure not to wake his sisters as well. Small touches that no one noticed. Everything felt like fireful passion, and keeping it secret made it even more thrilling.Â
Josh has also made a few suggestive comments to his friend, trying to warm him up to the idea. âNo, Iâm not home that dayâ âIs your sister home?â âWhy does that matter?â âI can think of a few ways we could entertain ourselvesâ âYouâre not going near my sister, Iâll beat your head off, no jokeâ âYeah, yeah⌠I know���Â
When the annual winter getaway came, you found yourself with a lot more space and options. You and Josh talked, always away from Chris. I mean, he would actually kill him if he did something. You spent this time being flirty, a few comments here and there, which surprised the bachelor.Â
Thatâs when it suddenly happened. You found yourself pressed up against the wall, locking lips with Josh Washington, your brotherâs best friend. But you were caught. Hannah stood like a ghost in the doorway, eyes wide and mouth agape. You both knew you had fucked up.Â
âHannah!â âDonât fucking talk to meâ âHannah, please!â âHas this been the drive all along? Being my friend, being with me just to hook up with my brother?âÂ
âYou hooked up with Josh?â The colour drains from your face as you hear his voice. Chris, standing there, defeated, looking down on you. Everything is fucked up, everything is bad. âChris, please hear me outâŚâÂ
He doesnât. He marches to Joshâs room, confronting his friend. âWhat the hell, Josh!âÂ
You run inside, putting yourself in between them. âWhatâs going on?â Josh whispers to you, confused by the raging blonde. âHe knowsâ âShitâ
âHow long has this been going on?â Youâre both silent, wondering what the right answer to the question might be. A while, a long time. Maybe heâd go easier on you if you said it was just one time? âOh my god, and you never told me?â Heâs looking down at you, disappointment and full of sorrow.Â
âListen ChrisâŚâ âIs he forcing you to do anything?â âNo!â âHas he manipulated you in any way?â âAbsolutely not!âÂ
Heâs still defeated, trying to come to terms with it all. âYou have many girls head over heels for you. Why, why. Why did it have to be her?âÂ
You wouldnât admit it, but you were kind of curious as well. Why you, of all people.Â
âMan, I-I canât describe it. It just happened. And Iâm glad it did. I love her, and we work, weâre good togetherâÂ
You both turn your attention to Chris again, and you take hold of his hand, rubbing over the knuckles softly. âIâm sorry Chris, but I feel the same about himâÂ
âFor goodness sake, itâll take time for me to digest thisâ âOf course, we understandâ âAnd you feel safe?â âI doâ âAnd he hasnât hurt you in any way?â âNoâÂ
âThatâs a lieâ Beth says, standing in the doorway. âWhat?â âThe sounds Iâve heard from his room the last few weeksâŚâÂ
The relief turns to fear again as your brother rush to tackle your boyfriend.
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ę° ë§íŹ ęą ââ cherry beer đĽ synopsis. . . mark would've never guessed that he'd spend his free time on some college party making out with a pretty girl
đđđđ ë§íŹ ďź reader á¸á¸ college au suggestive ⥠⢠. making out drinking mark loves ass now is playing! . . cherry bomb by nct 127
đđđđ đđđđ đŠ. im so obsessed with mark the past week guys this is getting out of hand so i had to write it. also not proofread and everything is happening super fast in this im sorry lol
mark wasn't used to be in a place like this, he wasn't a party typa guy at all to say at least, but there he was. he could spend friday night to study and maybe produce something for his next class, but his friends wanted him to go to that frat party so bad, they were annoying him for the whole week. now he was sitting on the couch, his ears hurting from the shitty music those frat guys were playing, couple that sat right next to him were touching each other and he almost spilled his drink on him. fucking perfect.
"hey, why are you here?" donghyuck comes to him from behind, wrapping a hand around his friends shoulder. why the fuck is he asking that, he was literally the one who drugged him there and then left to go get drunk with some girls that won't even look ar him for once. mark was annoyed. he could be in his room, watching new episode of his favorite show, but no. it was all donghyuck and jisung's fault.
"because you left me to get some pussy?" mark rolled his eyes, running a hand through his hair when he stood up. he followed donghyuk even if he was mad at him, there was nothing else to do at that shitty party anyway.
"hold on a minute, you were the one who said you'd be somewhere in the house not wanting to talk to girlsâŚ"
"because they do not care about you or me. dude, you seriously think those girls, looking like they just came from 'mean girls' movie would care about you?" mark chuckles at his friend's naivety. that was just stupid of him thinking that they care. "have you seen how they were all over jeno? and now they're probably having a threesome or something.."
"gosh, why are you like that?"
"like what? not blind of someone's pretty facade that they built just to get rid of the nerds like us?" mark leaned back on the wall when they got outside, breathing deeply. fresh air helped him feel better, he wasn't feeling that bad now after he finally left that crowded room that smells like alcohol and sweat. nasty.
"you're too serious," donghyuck took a sip from his drink and waved him off before he walked away. mark saw jisung smoking at the backyard with some stoner guys from the campus he saw before a few times. obviously hyuck went there to get high like it would bring some fun into this event.
mark was staring at his phone, scrolling through his discord chat with other friends, seeing they were playing minecraft. he would play it too if he wasn't there. he couldn't leave this house without hyuck and jisung though, he wasn't a shitty friend after all. they were drunk and high and he didn't want anything to happen to them.
he didn't hear when the door opened and only when someone quite literally bumped into him and almost fell, he saw you. his phone almost slipped from his hand, but that didn't matter now. mark's hands quickly wrapped around your waist, holding you in place so you wouldn't fall on the ground. "yo, are you alright?"
"yeah, thanks." you nodded, looking up to see who saved you from falling. trying your best to get your hair out of your face, you saw mark. you knew him because you shared one class together when you both were on your freshman year, after that you were only looking at him from time to time at campus. or in cafeteria. or when he was ordering his coffee in the morning before classes at the same coffee shop you always went to. "im bad at drinking, had one fucking beer and can't stand straight already.."
"why did you drink then?" mark asked. his hands still were on your waist, holding you in place with a gentle grip. he looked at you, searching your face and eyes, something about you were super familiar but he couldn't quite understand what. like he saw you somewhere before. and you were pretty. mark's gaze dropped to your lips, lip gloss looked so shiny he was wondering how'd it taste and how'd your lips look all swollen and messy⌠what the hell? why was he thinking with his dick right now, that's not mark lee. something about you just brought this side of him out and he couldn't help it. so stupid.
"because this party is fucking boring!" you rolled your eyes as you heard mark's question. in all honesty you came to this party to have fun and relax after a stressful week of studies and maybe hookup with someone, but music was shitty, guys were ugly and your friends decided to get high for some reason and you weren't feeling like it. you drank one cherry flavored beer and since you're not good with alcohol, it was enough for you to go outside to get some fresh air before you could've done or said anything weird that you'd regret later. "aren't you bored, mark? that's why you're outside, yeah?"
"how do you know my name?" mark's eyes widened slightly, now he tried so hard to remember where he could possibly see you that you even know his name. you. hot girl in those fucking jeans that were hugging your ass perfectly and low cut top, he felt like he was in some teenage movie where a popular cheerleader girl allowed a nerd like him to touch her and there'd be happy ending where they ended up together or something. some stupid shit his cousin would probably watch.
"we had art class together a few years ago, you sat right infront of me and i couldn't see half of the desk because of your big head," you explained, standing straight and making sure your hair and outfit looked presentable. even though you weren't about to fall anymore, you didn't want to escape from mark's grip on your waist. you didn't want him to let go either, it also seemed like he forgot that he was touching you.
"oh! sorry dude, my bad.. um," he finally let go of your waist, making you pout slightly which he didn't notice. his hand comes to the back of his neck as he rubs it awkwardly. "how'd you still remember me?"
"can't say i didn't like that big head of yours covering the view, so i asked your friend⌠ugh, what's his name?" you genuinely couldn't remember the name of the guy that you asked for mark's name. he looked like he was about to cry back then when you came up to him. "the emo looking kid."
"jisung."
"i guess? whatever. i asked him for your name, poor boy looked like he was about to piss himself." you both chuckle.
"wait, you asked for my name? why?"
"you're cute," you shrugged, looking up at him. the distance between you two was small, you could smell the mix of perfume and alcohol coming from him, his hair looked soft and the only thing you wanted to do right now was run your hands through it while you kiss him, leaving him all breathless and shy. "the reason why i haven't talked to you since then is because i thought you were too busy studying.."
"too busy for what?" mark interrupted you, his cheeks now flashed slight red as he noticed your gaze on him. and when you called him cute.. he just had to believe you, there was no sign that you were lying or anything like that, he thought you'd never make fun of him too. just felt right.
"dating? fucking? not sure."
"you wanted to fuck me?!" mark was shocked, he almost yelled so you had to cover his mouth with your hand to shut him up so nobody would look at you two.
"shut up, idiot. gosh, why are you so pathetic, that's hot.." you truly didn't mean for the second sentence to come out of your mouth, but by the look in mark's eyes you could tell he was more shocked and confused now. you put your hand down, clearing your throat as you looked away. "still do, by the way."
"what?"
"still wanna fuck you, mark."
oh, he wasn't expecting that. what was he supposed to do? or say? maybe he just needs to shut up and stay there quietly and wait before you say something? there was a lot of thoughts in his head, gaze flicking from your face to your boobs. yeah, he was still thinking with his dick.
"wanna make out?"
"what?!"
"are you deaf or something?" you rolled your eyes at him once again, turning your head to look at him and wait for his answer. yeah, you liked mark. he was cute, awkward and oh damn you loved nerds and he was the hot one, obviously you wanted to make out because you were at this party for that at the first place. and you were a little drunk, so why not? "if you won't answer i'll just kiss you.."
"i want to," mark swallowed hard, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before looking down at you. "what do i do?"
"oh my god, mark! have you ever kissed a girl in your life?" one of your hands wrapped around his shoulder while other comes to the back of his neck to bring his face closer to yours. you couldn't wait, your mouth quickly covering his, tasting a strong taste of beer on his lips. mark closed his eyes, standing there and letting you do all the work. he didn't even know where to put his hands, honestly. he was afraid you wouldn't like him touching you even though you two were kissing. and he still couldn't remember your name. fuck.
you pulled away, taking a breath before smiling at him. your smile was so pretty, mark could've sworn he almost faint. "you can touch me, i can tell you want to touch my ass."
"are you s-serious?"
"cute." was the only thing you've said when you pulled him for another kiss. the hand on his shoulder slipped down his arm and you brought his hand to your ass, mark's eyes widened and he almost moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth slightly more so you could slide your tongue inside. the wet sound of your messy kiss was making mark's head spin, his other hand moving up to your waist as he pressed his back to the house's wall. the contrast between your hot body, warm lips against his and the coldness against his back was definitely doing something to him.
mark felt kinda bad though. he liked kissing you, liked knowing that you were attracted to him, who wouldn't be happy if they were him? you â pretty girl from his university, hot as fuck as we speak, were attracted to some nerd like him? what a fucking win. he loved touching your ass too, it just felt right. so soft comparing to the rough fabric of your jeans, fits perfectly in his hand. but he still couldn't remember your name. he didn't want to become one of those jerks who's fucking a cute girl without even knowing her name and then leaving. yeah, you two weren't even fucking, but kissing you was nice and he liked that cherry beer flavor on your tongue when you licked his lower lip. so fucking hot.
he couldn't believe a girl like you could possibly like someone like him and that was one of the reasons why he didn't want to let go without remembering who you were. he wanted to take on a date? yeah. date you? maybe. damn, he doesn't even know you, but for him that was literally the last thing that matters right now. your lips were soft, the way your hands run through his hair and pulled them slightly⌠oh shit. when he felt your lips on his neck, teeth rubbing his gentle skin slightly as you pressed more kisses down his neck, mark was gone. down bad. in that moment he was pretty sure he wanted you all to himself and that right now he was the luckiest man alive.
"what's your name?" he choked out between kisses you shared, eyes still closed and his hand still squeezing your ass. you chuckled, finding his behavior adorable.
"y/n."
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Movie night with Schlatt, Ted, and Charlie Drabble/headcanons
Im running on 2 hours of sleep and cant stop thinking about them
Youâd be sitting on the couch with them, mindlessly watching a movie not really paying attention
You had all gotten a Airbnb together for some sort of video you were filming or a trip
You guys had all met through streaming/youtube
Constantly making content together or streaming together
You immediately fit in well with the chuckle boys
You always thought they were all handsome but would never make a move, fearing what the others would think
All the guys had been oddly flirty and handsy with you all day
Hand gently placed on your hip as they walked past you or next to you
Sweet petnames from all of them
Schlatts go tos are âtootsâ or âdollfaceâ
Ted is a simple âdarlingâ or âhunâ man
Charlie would definitely be more of a âhoneyâ or âbabyâ
Constantly catching them staring at you
You finally settle down for the night and decide to watch a movie together
Schlatt insists on sitting so close to you, insisting that âCharlie takes up too much roomâ but his arm ends up on the back of the couch behind you
Charlie would sit on the other side of you, sharing a blanket with you
You and Charlieâs hands would occasionally graze each others as you reached for snacks
Charlie would joke and pull you closer into his side, quote saying that âheâs saving you from the other monsters on the couchâ aka Ted and schlatt
Ted is a quiet subtle flirt
Ted is a more refined flirt, subtle hand touches when he passes you snacks or catching your eye during a intense or romantic part in the movie
But schlatt, being the bold on he is, would instigate
It would start with his hand resting on your thigh beneath the blanket, slowly creeping closer and closer to your core
Slowly torturing you throughout the movie
Also I just imagine his hands are so big they practically cover your entire thigh
And whenever you squirm he would lean over and whisper in your ear âcan you stay still toots? Iâm trying to watch the movieâ
This continues on and you kept quiet so you donât draw any attention to you two
(I like to think that schlatt is just very handsy in general and has to be touching you 24/7)
that is until you let out a low mewl as schlatt pushes your sleep shorts aside and gently starts rubbing your clit through your panties
This catches Ted and Charlieâs attention
Some alcohol or weed may be involved in this night
Ted and Charlie just smirk, sharing a look with schlatt
Ted would just take a sip of his drink and lean further back into the couch, his eyes now fixed on you as you squirm beneath schlatts touch
I feel like Ted really likes to just watch and call all the shots
Ted would tut and say âcouldnât even keep quiet till the end of the movie darling?â His voice low and sultry
Blink blink
It takes you a moment to realize whatâs happening
Ohmygod they coordinated
Schlatt continues to lazily rub circles into your clit
Charlie would pull the blanket off of you, and when you try to close your thighs he would gently pull them open, pulling your leg onto his lap
He would lean closer to you, gently rubbing circles into your inner thigh and places kisses along your neck and pawing at your chest
Of course ted was sitting directly across from you, thatâs the whole reason he chose a spot so far away
You were flushed and disheveled and on display for him
Movie is completely forgotten
Tedâs eyes hold your own gaze and he has a sultry smirk on his face
If you try to look away from him schlatt or Charlie would hold your chin in place to look at him
You pajama bottoms and panties find their way to the floor
Youâve turned into a moaning mess as schlatt is now pumping his thick fingers in and out of you
Your top is pushed up as Charlie leaves hickeys across your chest, gently playing with your nipple with one hand and taking the other into his mouth
Ted has pulled down his pants and lazily strokes his cock while watching you come undone
His low sultry voice taunting you the entire time
âYou look so good like this honeyâ
âWe saw how you looked at all of us, this is exactly what you wantedâ heâs not wrong with that one
Ted tells schlatt how fast or hard to go, or when to add another finger
Just as your about to cum, Ted tells schlatt to stop
You let out the most pathetic whine ever to which Ted just smirks
You end up in Charlieâs lap, him holding you legs open as his cock presses into you lower back and he places kisses on your neck
Schlatt pushes cock into you slowly, not before slapping it against your opening a few times
Heâs B I G (heâs a big dude so likeâŚto be expected)
You let out the most pornographic moan as he slides into you, you could have cum right then and there
Ted has since quieted a bit and just strokes his cock while sipping the drink he had been nursing
Charlie whispers sweet praises in your ear, in contrast to schlatt who slams into your pussy roughly while degrading you
âYeah you fucking love this you little slutâ
âYou love being shared by the three of us donât you? Our little cockslut?â
He is hitting your gspot repeatedly, you would definitely be bruised tomorrow
Charlie would slip his hand between you and schlatts bodies and circle your clit, sending you over the edge you were already so close to
Your back would arch off of Charlieâs chest and you would be seeing stars
Schlatt would continue to slam his cock into you before one final thrust emptying himself deep inside you with loud guttural moan
When he pulls out, Charlie is quick to adjust and slip himself into you
Unable to catch your breath from you last release, when Charlie starts pumping into you
âCanât have it dripping out.â He would lowly whisper.
Charlie would wrap his arms around your waist and thrust up into you, his action countering his sweet praises
The closer he gets the dirtier his words become
âYouâre doing so good babydollâ
âSo good for us allâ
âYour pussy is squeezing me fucking so tightâ
âGonna have you so full of our cum by the end of the nightâ
âOur perfect little cumslutâ
Charlie is soooo noisy
Schlatt has settled next to Ted, the two of them stroking themselves while they watch you guys
Both of you so noisy and sweet
Charlieâs hands dig into your hips as he gets closer and closer
You whine, just as close as Charlie
Ted pushes himself off the couch and makes his way to stand in front of you
His eyes heavy lidded as he stares down at you, he grabs your chin and forces you to look up at him
âLook at me while you cum darlingâ
As you try to look away he holds your face tighter
âI said look at meâ he says through gritted teeth
You whine and as Charlie continues to pound into you it finally snaps and you practically fall forward into Tedâs arms, Charlieâs release following shortly
âOh so good honey, you did so goodâ Ted praises as you crumple into his arms, his hands stroking your hair
Charlieâs slips out of you and leans back into the couch breathless
Just as you think Ted going to be soft and sweet with youâŚ. He picks you up off Charlieâs lap and drops you down on for a open spot on the couch
He quickly flips you over and pushes your face into the couch
Ted pulls you up by your hips, using a his thick fingers to push the cum dripping out of you back in before pushing his cock into you
Ted is a mean dom for sure, very degrading, he likes to make you thinks heâs gonna be sweet and then heâs not
He loves thatâs youâre overstimulated, youâre so whiny
âYouâre gonna cum for me again sweetheart okay?â You whine gibberish but something along the lines of âI canâtâ
âAwww You canât? You just canât ?â He teases and begins to pound into you harder, causing you to whine and moan louder
You try to pull away from him due to the overstimulation but he has a firm hold on your hips and you are going nowhere
Safe to say Ted doesnât stop until youâve cum another 2 times and are completely cock drunk
When Ted finally cums, he pulls out you collapse onto the couch, his grip has been the only thing holding you up
Their mixed cum dripping down your inner thighs and onto the couch, but you could not be bothered to care right now
Aftercare is Charlieâs time to shine, he returns with a warm damp towel to clean you up, all while placing gentle kisses along your body
Once everyone is all cleaned up, schlatt and Ted wrap you up in a blanket and you are placed on Charlieâs lap
The four of you cuddle in the center of the couch and finally finish the movie that had been long forgotten
You begin to doze off in Charlieâs arms
âWe should have done that way soonerâ you say sleepily before dozing off, smirks all making their way onto the three menâs faces.
Only now just realizing how much I wrote⌠oopsâŚ. Also I barely proofread this
Anyway, need this rn. Being shared by these men is the literal dream
#jschlatt x reader#jschlatt x reader smut#charlie slimesicle x reader#ted nivison x reader#chuckle sandwich x reader#jschlatt is hot
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Sonic 3 Review
Okay guys, I'm still gonna do some breakdowns of scenes and characters (feel free to keep sending in asks if you have something specific you want my take on), but wanted to get my thoughts on the movie out there.
Keep in mind that I came into Sonic through the movies, and have never played or watched any cut scenes from the older games. I have no idea the actual plot and specific details of any of them, just a vague "this happened in some game or another" in the broadest of senses.
So I didn't come into Sonic 3 with any preconceived ideas about what should be in it regarding Shadow's story. The movieverse is a separate universe (as are all Sonic media, in my mind), so even if there were some things that were different, I took them in correlation with what's been established, or what can be done under the rules and physics of the movie's world building.
Obviously spoilers ahead:
All in all, I found the movie fun, and it told a good story with good characterizations. The action started quickly and kept steady through most of it. We had an exciting introduction to Shadow at the very beginning, when he woke up and chose violence, and it was a good way to start things off.
Yeah, it was a little goofy in some parts, but this is a movie made to appeal to children, so Jeff and Co. couldn't go all into the angst for the whole thing. There were some parts I would have done differently, or omitted entirely, but if you look at the more weird parts of the movie as kind of along the same lines as Boom (especially for the dance number in the laser hallway) you can roll with it.
There were many moments that tugged at your heartstrings, and a few very powerful moments that I've already talked about. There is a much more emotional impact in this one that was missing from the first two, as our boys struggle with their actions and how they affect others. They were all handled very well, with each having a good role to play in the story.
The climax was great, and it was exciting to see Sonic and Shadow working together.
As I said, all in all, a really fun ride and my whole family enjoyed it a lot.
That said, let's look at a few of the points that I see some complaining about, and my take on them.
Not Enough Wachowski Family Moments
Okay, this one I will kinda agree with. We got a teeny peek into their dynamic is a family at the beginning, right before Rockwell showed up to whisk the boys away to clean up their mess. It would have been nice to see them all interacting more, to see how Knux and Tails have fit into this dynamic.
Devil's Advocate - There's only so much screen time available, and we know they're a family. We don't need to be bludgeoned over the head with fluffy scenes of the boys doing chores and having group hugs and all that. It would have slowed the narrative, and in the end, all that would not further reinforce the idea that they've come together as a family any more than their camping trip and celebration for Sonic's "B-Earth-day" already established.
Shadow's Origin Change
In the movieverse, Gerald claims that Shadow came to Earth encased in a meteorite. His energy readings were off the scale, so they took him to a facility to study him. He was not originally created by Gerald, and was simply an alien come to Earth and then taken to be studied.
Devil's Advocate - I have no opinion regarding this change, as the movieverse is different from any other media. They've already altered backstories where they needed, to make things at least somewhat 'realistic' and allow the boys to exist in 'our' world without major complications of Sonic just running around as a child fighting Eggman, and Knuckles being the last of his kind and having thousands of years separating him from his closest ancestors. (Not to mention the size change of the Master Emerald - having one the size of a VW Beetle would have been a little hard to hide or cart around.)
Having Shadow arrive kinda like Stitch is fitting in this version of the Sonic verse, as going into a lengthy explanation of how Gerald could manage to create a space hedgehog from scratch, when Angel Island may or may not exist, would have pushed suspension of disbelief a little much.
Maria's Not Sick
I thought the whole "Gerald takes her with him everywhere" thing for Maria seemed a bit flimsy, especially since she wasn't sick and in need of him to find a cure for her. They were in a super high security facility and there's this girl who's just allowed to wander freely simply because she's the granddaughter of the lead scientist?
I would have liked to see more of the reasoning behind her being there. And more of Maria and Shadow's relationship, especially from Shadow's side.
Devil's Advocate - Despite my comments above, I actually liked that they didn't make Maria's defining factor be her illness. She was a character in her own right, and befriended Shadow out of her own kindness, and not simply because he was created to cure her, and thus they were kinda forced to be together. She reached out immediately, and essentially kidnapped him from his tests to show him how to have fun. She showed him kindness, not because he was supposed to be her 'cure', but because she saw this little boy, all alone, and treated as a thing by the scientists, and took it upon herself to show him that he was more than that.
Too Much Gerald and Eggman Screentime
I will admit that sometimes it did seem like they were focusing a little too much on the Robotniks. We were subjected to a montage of Eggman living out little moments of childhood 'milestones' with Gerald, and that aforementioned dance number in the hallway was reminiscent of the dance battle in the second movie. Kinda silly.
Devil's Advocate - I think these scenes were to delve a little into Ivo's character a bit. It was established in the first one that he was an orphan, and through the second it reinforced the idea that he thought he didn't need anyone. He pushed people away, built his walls, and hid behind his bots. But now that he's faced with an actual blood relative, who seems to want him around, all those walls came down and we saw the hurt little boy within Ivo. This only made it hurt all the more when Gerald turned on him. And damnit, I actually felt bad for Ivo in that moment.
The Master Emerald/Chaos Emeralds
There is some confusion as to how these things worked. At the end of the 2nd movie, Sonic very distinctly sent all the chaos emeralds away. Knuckles reformed the Master Emerald without them. But in this movie, Sonic went Super with the Master Emerald, and somehow the chaos emeralds were still within it.
Devil's Advocate - Yeah, I got nothin'. đ Not sure if there was a deleted scene explaining that or something, but it seemed a pretty glaring continuity error.
But, whatevs. We go with it. 'Cause dis is how we roll.
And as an aside WHY DO YOU HATE WADE, JEFF??? Seriously, there were so many other ways to handle that scene, and you did THAT to him?? UUUGGGGHGGHGHGHGHh
Sonic Didn't Call Tom and Maddie "Dad and Mom"
Okay, yeah, I agree with this one. He called Tom 'Dad' at the end of the 2nd, meaning he finally accepted them as his parents. They call themselves a family. And yes, I will accept that he may slip back into their names during lighter times, when it's an emotional scene, he should call them "Mom and Dad". Such as in the cave and when Tom was hurt.
Devil's Advocate - Yeah, no, I can't argue with this. You can't have him call Tom 'Dad' in the last movie and then never touch on that again. The boys didn't even call each other 'brothers', for crying out loud! The perfect place to do that would have been the cornfield, and it was still 'friends'. THEY ARE BROTHERS YOUR HONOR AND TOM AND MADDIE ARE THEIR PARENTS
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I'm not saying the movie was 100% perfect. There were things I found silly, or unnecessary. Things I would have done differently.
But taking a step back and looking at the full picture, and not just the individual brush strokes, it was entertaining, fun, and had more than a few moments that I found really powerful, much more than either of the previous ones did.
I'm excited to see where they go in the next one. Things are really ramping up.
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iâm so deep in the trenches i logged in to ao3 for the first time in years and it really is a terrible place on there
#so much garbageâŚ.#iâm not a writer at all but at this point i should write my own 100k word novel about everything that should have happened#when will we collectively learn that no one in arcane except ekko is free of wrong doing. when will we put our thinking caps on#there was one fic where vi openly admitted to suspecting that jinx is alive and then she just moved on like HELLO??#if vi thought for a second that was jinx was alive she would be out there LOOKING FOR HER. VI NEVER GIVES UP ON FAMILY.#there was another fic where viktor came back and was sentenced to just doing some manual labor and not leaving piltover/zaun ever#which is INSANE. he would never get off that easyâŚ#the EVEN MORE INSANE PART was that in that fic he and jayce run away to escape viktorâs sentence. HUH???????? DID WE WATCH THE SAME SHOW????#if jayce and viktor miraculously survived the war and came back just fine as humansâŚ. they would do everything to take responsibility#part of the whole scene at the end was them dying together to save everyone BECAUSE they realize how they fucked up by creating hextech#like come on guys. they would never run away together. that would not happen.#especially not jayceâŚ.heâs so determined to do goodâŚhe would spend his life rebuilding piltover/zaun#LETS USE OUR THINKING CAPS. COME ON.#lorim.txt
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JOEL MILLER FIC RECS
âž 18+ minors DNI, read at your own risk! â˝
an appreciation to all my favourite writers out there you deserve all the love <3
Series
â Something To Fight For by @auteurdelabre | After a disastrous blind date you decide to stay away from the miserable Joel Miller forever...
â I Know Who You Are by @punkshort | A fall on patrol causes you to lose your long-term memory, forgetting the identities of your friends and loved ones. You have to learn all over again how to survive in a post-apocalyptic world, and you learn things about yourself along the way.
â The One You Need by @loliwrites | When you move into town hellbent on keeping everyone at armâs length, your neighbour Joel finds his way into your life.
â By The Grit Of Sandpaper by @penvisions | An offhand comment from you inspires Joel to branch out and create helpful kitchen wares. And it seems everyone has been gifted one from him, except for you. It makes you rethink the casual friendship you had developed...
â I Wanna Be Your Lover by @shellshocklove | Miserable after losing your job, your friend drags you out to a club to dance away your sadness. on the dancefloor, you meet a handsome stranger, who then whisks you away into his fantasy world as his assistant for his porn career. what happens when the lines get blurred?
â If The Door Wasn't Shut by @heartpascal | months of travelling with Joel and Ellie come crashing down on you, the fear is suffocating.
â Stay In Bed by @psychedelic-ink | After your grandfatherâs passing, you find yourself moving into his home in Texas. You meet the Millers; Tommy, his older brother Joel and his daughter Sarah. With time, you and Tommy become close friends and Sarah visits you often. But JoelâŚJoel keeps his distance.
â That's A Real Fucking Legacy by @wyn-n-tonic | When Tommy disappears in search of a better life with a promise to come back for you, his years of absence and the grief it leaves behind drives you and his brother closer together until the man you're sharing a bed and starting a family with is Joel Miller and not the one you always thought it would be.
One-Shots
â No Time To Die by @davosmymaster | The main difficulty of being Joelâs closest friend is not falling in love with him, but you still do. Those feelings are buried until you join him on a mission to trade supplies with Bill and Frank. With your life now hanging by a thread, Joel is determined to get you to safety, but the clock is ticking faster than he can run.
â White Lies by @poeticpascal | Joel would do anything for you. He does anything for you. And he makes sure you don't know a thing.
â Saying Thanks by @vivwritescrappythings | Joel is your grumpy patrol partner who doesnât even talk to you in the streets of Jackson. But one night a man grabs your arm at the Tipsy Bison, and Joelâs decided he doesnât like it.
â Soft & Sweet by @cavillscurls | You share your first kiss with the last man you ever expected: your older, grouchy, overly protective patrol partner, Joel Miller.
â Who We Are by @gracieheartspedro | Being stuck on the road with an older guy you've been crushing on for ages won't be so bad, right? wrong. because he's been pining after you, too. and one of you will have to give in eventually.
â Warm Me Up by @tightjeansjavi | While on patrol, you and Joel find yourselves caught in a treacherous snowstorm.
â Love In the Time Of Cordyceps by @sameheart-sameblood | When the world ends, you promise you'll never love again. Joel Miller makes that rule hard to stick to.
â Puppy Love by @absurdthirst | You always follow Joel Miller around, you've got his back. You're in love with him. Putting up with Tess's nickname of puppy dog, you don't realize that Joel feels for you until the end.
â Light The Flame by @yeollie-plz | Your mom moves the two of you back to Texas and attempts to reignite an old flame. What will happen when she learns his candle now burns for you?
â Best I Ever Had by @endlessthxxghts | Someone tries to hit on you on your night out with Joel, insulting your man in the process, and oh you don't like that. You blow off some steam in more ways than one.
â Make A Move On Me by @freelancearsonist | You've been teasing Joel every day since he started remodelling construction on your house. He finally works up the courage to do something about it - but not in the way you expect him to.
â Fire Walk by @motherofagony | A chance encounter at a motel has you crossing paths with a stranger in a blue t-shirt.
â Cry Baby by @psychedelic-ink | bodies have been dropping left and right in the most brutal ways in Jackson. As the relentless wave of deaths continues, your mind becomes increasingly restless. however, you find a sense of comfort and solace in the presence of Joel. who might be hiding secrets of his own.
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too pretty to think.
when art started to slip, it almost felt like falling asleepâŚ
a. donaldson x reader
word count: 2,216
contents: dumbification, body worship, face sitting, multiple orgasms, cuming untouched, brief mommy kink, subspace, nicknames and pet names, this is freak nasty.
Xx
The first timeÂ
You and Art have been going steady for 6 months and you loved every second of it. the two of you mostly hung out at your place, it's a tad cleaner than his dorm and he never bothered with things like decorations. It was a haven for the both of you. So when your Blackberry buzzed with a message asking,
âr u home?âÂ
It was hardly out of the ordinary.
âyeah. just changed clothesâ
âcan i come over?â
âof courseâ
Donaldson is a man who never knows when to quit. Let's rephrase: Heâll only quit when instructed to.Â
He treats his body like a machine. He eats what his nutritionist tells him to, he pushes his body to the limit, and he rarely turns in a paper late.Â
When you opened your front door your boyfriend was in chaotic ruins. His eyes were puffy and his cheeks were stained. He stared at the floor with his calloused hands in his pockets.
âOh my gosh, what happened?? Whatâs wrong?â
Your tone had urgency as you ushered him inside. Once the door is closed he pulls you in for a hug. You donât dare speak, just hug back. Heâll tell you when heâs ready.Â
Itâs obvious heâs trying to hold himself together, but stroking his back caused him to break.
âAw, baby,âÂ
You sway him from side to side.Â
âShh, itâs ok. Iâm here.â
After a few minutes, Art regained control of his breathing. You put him at arm's lengthâyour voice just above a whisper.Â
âWould you like to come lay down with me? We donât have to talk about it if you don't want to, let's just get you comfortable.â
Art sniffles and nods his headâyour poor baby.Â
You held his hand and led the way to your room. You sat on your bed with your back against the wall so he could lay between your legs. He often takes this position when you guys are watching movies so it will add a level of comfort for him.Â
Art takes some deep breaths as you run your nails through his hair.Â
âWe got a new coach and he- heâs so intense. I donât know. Iâve been berated by coaches since I was 13. Why the hell is this one affecting me differently?âÂ
You twist one of his curls in your fingers.Â
âEverything's just so much right now. Schoolwork, post-graduation plans, sponsorships⌠There's so much going on all the time. I- I canât do it.âÂ
Your heart broke for him.Â
âIâm so sorry, Artie. I wish I could take it all away from you.â
You rubbed his arms and back for who knows how long. It could have been hours. You didnât care. Youâd cancel your week's agenda if thatâs what he needed. You werenât getting up until he felt better.Â
You analyzed his words.
âItâs not that youâre unable to make decisions, and itâs not that you make bad decisions. Itâs just that decisions are constant unrelenting work⌠is that an accurate assessment?â
He nodded and sighed into your shirt like you were the one person in the world who understood him.Â
â...And a good boy like you should never have to work.âÂ
Art froze.Â
Well, thatâs new.Â
You decided to test the waters further and put on your most sultry voice.Â
âDonât worry baby, Iâll think for you.âÂ
He let out a sound that can only be described as a mewl. His body curled into a semi-circle.Â
You swept some hair out of his eyes, they seemed to get droopier.
I don't know what exactly is transpiring heâs responding to it.
âLet your thoughts go. You donât need them.âÂ
Eyes are fully closed now.
âCan you unclench your jaw for me? Thatâs it.â
He does as he's told, falling deeper into whatever hollow you're creating. He bites back a smile but his blush is evident. So easy to get him to blush. One of his cutest attributes.
Next step is Moving your handsome boy to lay on his stomach so you can rub his shoulders. You hear him sigh while the tension is worked out of his muscles and watch him relax under your hands.Â
Walking him through some deep breaths while you place dozens of soft, light kisses on his neck.Â
You want to make him understand what a privilege it is to have him.
Rubbing his thighs and calves, slowly melting away the stress of the day. Kisses on the backs of his knees while he laughs and tells you to stop that and that it tickles.
Helping him turn over to lie on his back and climbing carefully on top to straddle him.
You toy with the hem of his shirt.Â
âCan I take this off?â
He looks up at you. mouth open and nods.Â
It causes you to giggle.Â
âThank you.âÂ
Once thatâs out of the way your hands wander up to his chest while trailing more impossibly light kisses down his Adam's apple. Massaging his chest, squeezing and grabbing and just feeling his skin.Â
Kissing his collarbones, trailing your tongue along the dip where they meet under his neck. Slowly working that boy up with teasing touches that only get more and more unbearable.
Slowly returning to his lips to kiss him again while you reach down to trail your fingertips over his cock. He pants and whines so sweetly into your mouth while you play with his cock. You're not even trying to make him cum-- not yet.Â
I could do this all day.Â
Letting him drift in a fuzzy-headed space while you work your fingers soft and slow over his pants. Doesn't need to worry about anything but your hands on his body. You're right here to keep him safe and make him feel good.
âThere's nothing I love more than watching my brilliant, polite, well-spoken boyfriend turn mindless.âÂ
Art whined and bucked his hips up to meet your hand.
âI need to be in you so bad. Please.â
Who are you to refuse him?
âDon't worry baby, Iâll give you what you want.âÂ
You slid off him and he reached for you, like he couldnât stand you being an inch away for any amount of time. You chuckled and took off your bottoms and underwear, he copied.Â
You hopped back on top of him, which made him break out into a smile. His girl was about to take care of him.Â
You grabbed his cock and started stroking him.Â
âI donât know if Iâm wet enough, Artie.â
âSitonmyface.â He begged all in one breath.Â
You bit your lip so as not to laugh at him. It wasnât in a mean way, no no! He was just so excited about it. Itâs adorable and flattering all at the same time.
âAre you sure? Weâve never done that before.â
We havenât done a lot of this before.Â
He shamelessly nodded. Grabbing your waist with both hands and shifting your body up before you could protest.Â
âI donât want to crush you.â
At this point, he was panting. A dog seconds away from getting a treat.Â
âYou wonât.âÂ
Art has eaten you out before, and itâs been wonderful. But this? This is a new kind of ecstasy.Â
His tongue reaches new trenches.Â
And that fucking nose. It bumped your clit every time. You were gasping and making noises you didnât know were possible. His mouth is memorizing your folds. He's getting off on your arousal. His tip is red and hurting, but can barely care when a taste crafted just for him is on his lips.Â
âShit. Just like that.âÂ
Your thighs trapped his face, your breath hitched with every thrust, and your walls clenched around his tongue.Â
âOh god, oh god,âÂ
Truthfully, Art didn't know which of you came first.Â
The only thing he knew was your body.Â
You shuffled down and kissed all over his face which was covered in your release.Â
âYou made mommy feel so good.â
He smiled up at you. He was so proud that he could do that for you. Like it was his purpose in life. And oh did he love that nickname. It made him feel all soft, like when you recall a fond memory.Â
âDo you want Mommy to sit on your cock?âÂ
He whimpered and nodded.Â
You lined yourself up with him and sank. It was so easy due to both of your juices, you had to concentrate on lowering slowly so he didnât bottom out too fast.Â
The two of you moaned in unison. It was almost tantric. Even though the focus here is on Art, itâs impossible not to feel the same pleasure. It wasnât just your sexualities that were aligned but your souls. The love you felt for each other was palpable.Â
It didnât take long for him to bottom out. But it wasnât enough. You ground your hips into him, causing his voice to raise an octave.Â
âOh fuck. Hnnn! Fuck, feels so good, please.â
He was babbling nonsense, unable to create cohesive thoughts or keep any sounds in.Â
You remove his hands clutching the sheets and replace them with your own. To bring him back to earth.Â
When he couldnât get enough he bucked his hips up into yours. Moving aimlessly, mindlessly. You held his hips down to the mattress and bounced on his dick. The sounds of his cock hitting your weeping entrance were insanely beautiful and sinful to listen to.Â
âSuch a good boy.âÂ
His dick jumped inside of you at that. Seemingly of its own volition.Â
You shifted to pepper kisses on his jawline. The new position forced his cock to rub all kinds of new places. You nearly collapsed onto him from the shock. Heavy exhales leave your mouth. Your pussy suffocates his cock.Â
âMy good boy. Just a dumb little thing for me to use isn't that right.â
Art came on the spot. No warning. His skin flushed and curls were damp on his forehead. Words were coiled at his throat, coming out as broken sobs, wanting more.Â
You rode him until it was clear he'd finished.Â
âDid you cum for me, baby?â
âYes. I'm sorry I shouldâve said something I couldn't help it. Felt too good, I didnât -â
âShh sweetheart, you did nothing wrong. You can cum in me as many times as you like. That's what Iâm here for. Thatâs what this,â you clenched around him, âis for.âÂ
âFuck.â his breath quivering. He arched his back, sensitive little thing.Â
âI love it when you spill yourself into me. itâs so warm in here now.âÂ
You placed his hand on your lower stomach, your womb.Â
âCan we go again please?â
âAre you sure? I don't want to push you.â
He shuffled so you were both sitting up. causing you to gasp. His erection never left, and itâs ever so prevalent right now.Â
âPlease! Wanna keep myself buried here forever.âÂ
It was hard to remain the level-headed one after hearing that.Â
âYou make me so wet when you say that, Artie.âÂ
There's drool coming from his mouth as he watches you talk. Nothing behind those eyes.
âSo wet and needy.âÂ
You soften your voice, and when you talk itâs into his mouth.Â
âYou gonna let me take you again?â
He groaned and nodded, then ferociously kissed you. He wrapped his strong arms around your torso and immediately disliked how much fabric was between the two of you. He ripped your t-shirt and sports bra off in nearly one motion. Sighing when he felt skin on skin.
âIâm going to play with you until there's nothing in that head except my name.â
And you did. You fucked him till his brain turned to mush. Till it felt so good he thought he was going crazy, till he couldnât even hear how loud he was being. Just blissed out being pulled back into your cunt.Â
What an honor, to have such an obedient, adoring boy like him.Â
You let him stay like that, floaty and sweet until he fell asleep to whispered praises.Â
âMy good boy. You did such a good job for me.â
A kiss to his forehead.Â
âYou know I love you so much.â
Tucked under the covers.
âSo good for me, honey. You're okay. I'm proud of you. You're all mine, and I'm all yours.â
You raked your nails along his back.
âRelax, It'll all be there for you tomorrow. But for right now, all you need to be is my good, sweet boy. And you are.â
You moved off the bed which concerned Art.Â
âAre you leaving?âÂ
He looked like he could cry. You cradled his face.Â
âNo baby boy, of course not. Iâm only getting you some water. Iâll be right backâÂ
You spoke to him like a child bedridden with a cold. It was clear the comedown was something intense and never experienced before. He needed you next to him right now.
âAlright lovely, I know youâre tired but have a few drinks of this for me.â
You guided the water bottle into his mouth till you were satisfied with the amount he got in his system.Â
âRest now. Iâll cuddle you.âÂ
The blonde fell asleep immediately in your embrace and you hoped it wouldn't be the last time you took his thoughts away.
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pairing: bf!Miguel OâHara x f!reader
summary: You give Miguel a handjob for the first time.
warnings: 18+ MDNI, handjob, lots of cum (lmk if i forgot anything)
wc: 2.1k
a/n: i blacked out again.Â
Miguel stopped kissing you maybe fifteen minutes ago. He said he was getting too worked up and that you guys should stop, of course, you respected his wishes. Youâre both now sitting in bed, heâs reading and youâre supposed to be doing some extra research but all you can focus on is the bulge in his pants.Â
This happens a lot, you guys get heated and Miguel stops everything. Itâs been six months and youâve never seen him cum. Youâve told him you love him, heâs made you cum with his fingers and his mouth but youâve never seen him cum. It doesnât bother you too much, you just assumed he wasnât a very sexual person, although you are and you love pleasuring your partner, you love him more. So you decided you could deal with it, but then you noticed that he would get hard, quite hard, and just not let you help him. Youâve offered many times and he always protests, saying âItâs fine, itâll just go away.âÂ
Once he even went into your bathroom for it. He chose to get himself off instead of just letting you do it. You tried to ask Jess about it but she says that Miguel doesn't talk about that stuff, all she knows is that heâs definitely not a virgin. So your last option to understand is to just ask him. So you do.Â
âMiggy?â His head comes up from his book to look over at you, peeking over his glasses like a librarian, making you chuckle. âUm⌠You- Youâreââ You start the sentence but soon realize how awkward this conversation could be. You try and figure out ways to piece it together as Miguel sits up straight, closes his book, and takes his glasses off, giving you his full attention. Now that heâs straightened himself out heâs looming over you a bit, making you even more nervous.Â
âYouâre still⌠hard..?â It comes out as a question more than a statement and mumbles more than words but he understands you. He clears his throat awkwardly as you slowly close your laptop and cast it aside. âY-yes, I am.â Heâs looking around the room now, his eyes avoiding yours.Â
âOkay. So do you not like handjobs or something? I just- I know that youâve gotten something before I just donât- I donât know why you wonât let me.â Youâre looking at him as you speak, heâs looking at the duvet, and from the corner of your eye, you swear you see his dick jump in his pants.Â
âCariĂąo⌠I-â He takes a deep, slightly frustrated breath and looks up at the ceiling, trying to figure out how to explain himself. âI want to⌠Tan jodidamente mala but⌠youâre different.â
(â... So fucking bad butâŚâ)
Insecurity spreads through your body at his words. Your mind is already racing, trying to decipher what he could mean.  Â
What the fuck? How am I different? Oh god, is he not even attracted to me sexually? Maybe Iâm not his type. Is there something Iâm missing? Maybe itâs something that heâs into, maybe I just need to get into whatever that is? Unless it really is just me thatâs the problemâŚ
âI love you so muchâŚâ The words instantly relax you. You believe him when he says it, but his tone implies that itâs a bad thing. âIâve never felt the way I feel about you for anyone else. So-â He sighs again and runs his fingers through his hair. âSo Iâm- Iâm more sensitive⌠when- when it comes to you.â
Arousal pools at the bottom of your stomach as you process his words. âMore sensitiveâ
The thought that he hasnât wanted you to touch him because it would feel too good has you leaking between your legs.Â
Heâs silent as you process, heâs waiting for you to laugh. But when he looks over at you youâre looking up at him with those eyes. The ones that always have him hardening in his pants before you have to say anything. The ones that he pictures on late nights when he canât sleep. The ones that burn into his eyelids as your name falls from his lips and he cums all over his sheets⌠Those eyes.Â
He huffs out a breath and shakes his head, denying you before you can even propose your suggestions. âNo, cariĂąo. I- Itâs embarrassing.â He protests but his voice is getting breathy, arousal leaking its way in as he watches you seat yourself by his knees, facing him. Your hand is placed on his upper thigh which has begun to twitch under your touch. âWe canât, I canât. HabrĂa mucho tambiĂŠn.â
âMucho?â You question, only understanding some of what he said. âA lot, what?â Youâre focused on his face, watching it contort as he whines at the Spanish that rolls off your tongue. Your hand has begun to massage his thigh, you can feel the fabric pull tighter with every pulse of his cock. Your hand slides up, closing in on where he wants you the most. His head falls back against the headrest as pleasure shoots through him.Â
You can tell heâs being honest with his reasoning as you watch him. Heâs letting out tiny moans, little whines like youâve been teasing him all day but youâre just massaging his thigh. You keep it up, just groping his twitching leg as he tries to hold his moans in so he can answer you. âC-cum, habrĂa tanto semen.â His hips start thrusting off the bed, barely noticeable.
(âC-cum. there would be so much cum.â)
âYeah? Youâd cum so much for me, Miggy?â You move from your spot, throwing your leg over him, straddling his thighs as you begin to palm his dick. His eyes roll back into his head as moans rip from his throat. He quickly grabs your wrist, roughly, stopping all your movements. His head raises to look at you.Â
âIâm- Iâm a bit⌠nervous, cariĂąo. It would be a lot for me. I- No one has ever seen me like that. Iâm only like this for you, I- canât help it." His eyebrows furrow, and he huffs at a breath, like he's angry at himself. "I donât want you to think itâs⌠extraĂąo, anormal, or that Iâm- I donât know.â You can see the genuine concern on his face, and the fear in his voice as he anxiously rambles.Â
("... strange, abnormal,")
âMiguelâŚâ He whines at how you say his name, you smile brightly and fondly at the sound. âI love you. In a way I didnât even know was possible. Iâm never going to think youâre- like, weird or something. At least not in a bad way. I-â You sigh gently and look into his eyes, you wrench your hand out of his grip and place it on his face, pulling him in for a soft kiss that he whimpers into. You pull away and give him the most serious look you can manage. âWe donât have to if youâre too nervous but if youâre worried about what Iâll think? Please donât.â
He holds your gaze, considering your words for a moment. âBut thereâs mucho, cariĂąo. No importa lo que yo haga. When- whenever I think of you, thereâs⌠so much.â He tries to express his concern but you really donât understand.
("No matter what I do.")
âMiguel.. That just- That just turns me on even more I- I donât see why thatâs a bad thing.â You speak honestly, watching his face shift into a mix of pleasure and confusion as his head falls back again. His hips press into the air, his legs spread, opening himself up for you as a pathetic âPor favorâ falls from his lips.Â
You spring into action immediately. You pull his pants low enough for his cock to fly out, instantly standing straight, hitting and staining his shirt. A hiss falls from his lips as you wrap your hand around him, and his head comes up to watch you. His eyes are watery as they stare at your little hand around his huge cock. Youâre watching him, you donât move yet, you can see him taking in every detail, committing the scene to memory before meeting your eyes.Â
âReady?â You ask him with a devious smile on your face. He nods vigorously, âSĂ, estoy... estoy tan lista, cariĂąo. Por favor.â
(âYes, I'm... I'm so ready, honey. Please.â)
You run your hand up his cock, swirling around the head before meeting the base again. His reaction is instant and extreme. His hands leave your hips for the bed as his claws rip into the sheet. His body is already shaking as tense, short, and quick moans fall from his lips. All his muscles are pulled tight as you slowly run your hand over him. His eyes are wide, staring at your hands as they pleasure him.Â
Youâre mesmerized by his cock, red, hot, and pulsing in your hand as you stroke him. Pre-cum is spilling from his slit at a consistent pace, making him all wet and sloppy. You hear his head hit the headboard again as his moans grow more unrestrained, shouting out into the open air. âI- I-âm not- Canâtâ He lets out a frustrated whine that morphs into a genuine moan before he tries to speak again. âNo voy a durar. Joder, tus manos son el paraĂso, cariĂąo. No voy a durar mucho, no puedo-â
(âIâm not gonna last. Fuck, your hands are heaven, honey. I won't last long, I can't-â)
You canât understand the words but based on how frantically he says them, the way his hips have started thrusting up into your hand gently and the way his legs are spreading themselves wider underneath you are good clues. âYouâre gonna cum, Miggy?â You finally look away from his saturated cock to observe him. His face is flushed, as he nods at you desperately. He tries to moan your name at you but he canât form the syllables. You love it. Seeing him like this, wet and aching for you. This is definitely going to become a daily thing.Â
âYeah? You promised me a lot, hermoso. I want it all. Give it to me, baby.â He fully shouts your name at the Spanish pet name. He grunts pathetically as he lifts his hand from the bed, willing his claws to retract so he can touch you. His hand squeezes your hip desperately, shaking as his moans quickly rise in pitch and volume. Your eyes are focused back on his erratically twitching cock, you donât see his head lift to look at you.
Heâs cumming the moment he can see your face.Â
You stroke him as fast as you can, listening to his breathy sob as his cock shoots out heavy ropes of cum. Heâs watching your face, trying to gauge your reaction through his cloudy eyes. Youâre watching his cock in awe, his cum runs over your hand, coating your fist as you jerk him through it. Heâs nothing but a bundle of gasps, moans, and sobs as his cock spurts out a whole new load. He watches your face as it morphs from disbelief to burning arousal, your breathing speeds up the longer he cums. He can hear whines start to slip out of you as his hips jerk into your hand. You tear your eyes away from the cum pooling around and coating his cock just in time to see his eyes shift from you to the back of his head. He lets out one last drawn-out wail before his hips rest back on the bed. His cock begins to soften, spurting out tiny ropes as you stroke him softly, helping him down. You try to get the raging fire in your stomach and the flood between your legs under control before getting up for a towel. He was right. There was so much.
You wipe him down as he whines and mumbles deliriously until you hear a little sob and he reaches out for you. You throw the towel to a corner of the room as he pulls you into his chest. He whispers what sounds like thanks and praise into your hair as you kiss his chest.Â
âGracias, cariĂąo. Eso- eso se sintiĂł tan bien, te sentiste tan bien. Te amo.â You giggle at him gently. âYouâre welcome and I love you too, baby. You know I canât understand most of what you said, right?â You feel his chest rumble with a chuckle before he speaks again. âI- I know, it's just⌠El inglĂŠs se me hace difĂcil. Yo olvido. I- Iâmâ He laughs at himself. âYou get my head all mixed up, cariĂąo.âÂ
(âThank you love. That- that felt so good, you felt so good. I love you.â)
(âEnglish is difficult for me. I forgetâ)
He presses a kiss to your forehead. âOh really?â You say in a playful tone as he chuckles at you. You turn and pull him in, his lips just inches from yours. âMe encanta eso.â You had to pull all your Spanish I classes together to figure that sentence out but the reward is worth it. Miguelâs eyes widen and he gasps before smashing his face into yours, you can feel his wide smile against your lips as he kisses you and youâve never felt happier.Â
(âI love that.â)
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COMFORT ME, STAY WITH ME
(HAELENAâS TURN)
STAY WITH US
pairing: helaena targaryen x targaryen! reader, aegon targaryen x targaryen! reader
word count: ~3k
warnings: spoilers for s2e2 of HoTD, mentions of murder and death of a child, light cursing, angsty helaena, one single mention of sex. dont @ me if you find a haelena instead of a helaena. targaryen names are much too complicated for my brain
a/n: thank you guys for all the love on aegon's oneshot. i was bouncing on the walls when i saw how much love it received and that some people agree with me in terms of alicent being a shit mom. that being said you dont really have to read the first part to read this. it works as a stand alone although it is a continuation.
although the inspiration to write these oneshots was the death of a child i love how soft and comforting they've come out. it's about sympathizing and giving these characters the love they deserve.
helaena deserves so much love even more than aegon. she's an innocent in all of this trapped in the midst of war. hell even rhaenyra agrees and scolded daemon for his misdoings.
im thinking of writing one last part where it is all three of them together: reader, aegon and helaena. i'm leaning towards smut but i never know what my brain will come up with. if youâd rather have some more domestic fluffy stuff let me know and that can be arranged!
enjoy!
Your fingers close around your skirts as you fly up the stairs to Helaena's bed chambers. One of her maids leads the way. The young girl sought you out as you readied for bed, rambling about how Queen Helaena was in distress. Without further question, you slipped on your robe and followed her.
The Queen has not been well since the night her child was brutally taken from her. She continues to live day by day in constant suffering as her mind has a difficult time coming to terms with that night's events.
As it happens, saying Helaena is 'not well' is an understatement.
She might've been 'not well' after the fact, but the funeral proceedings broke the last thread of sense she was holding onto. If anyone is to blame, it is the Dowager Queen who forced her to attend and Otto Hightower who was the 'mastermind' behind it all.
It was torture to hear the people of Kings Landing shouting for her, screaming vile words about Rhaenyra, and offering condolences about a subject they barely knew a thing about.
Most had never seen the young Prince; his cold body and the gold thread around his neck were their first glimpses of him. They gasped and awed at her child as if he were a spectacle while she had no choice but to sit and watch with composure.
It is only natural she would fall apart under the pressure of such ill-conceived plans. Her overthinking mind couldn't handle it any longer when the carriage got stuck. Her thoughts coming up with the most of wicked scenarios. She had to run.
Then, there is Jaehaera, who continues to ask for her twin brother. The poor girl has never spent a day apart from him since they were conceived. It is difficult for Helaena to hear Jaehaera constantly ask where he is and when he will return. It's a never ending reminder of her loss.
Besides, how is she to explain death to a child when Helaena herself has not accepted it.
The newly assigned guard sworn to protect the Queen opens the door for you as soon as you round the corner. His anticipation worries you to no end, and you fear what lies past those doors.
Maids surround Helaena, attempting to comfort her. She screams at them to let her be, but they persist. The maids mean well. Helaena is clearly distressed, yet they don't seem to realize it's because of their overbearing presence.
The young Queen swats them away. Her fingers thread through her messy hair as she seeks an escape, and sobs rake through her slender body until she collapses on her knees. Her lips move in unreadable murmurs in between each yell.
Helaena barely appears like herself. Dark purple circles line her under eyes, and her hair is unbrushed and knotted. Her signature plump cheeks have hollowed out, indicating that she has lost weight.
"Please," Helaena cries to no one in particular, recoiling from their touch.
You barrel through the maids and kneel on the floor at an arms length from Helaena. "'Laena?" you softly call to get her to look at you, knowing that if you even attempt to touch her, she will shy away.
At the recognition of your voice, Helaena's face whips up. She falls into your arms, hiding from the other females in the room. The tears that stain her face wet your robe as you hold her close. She tucks her face into your neck, hiccuping from emotion.
"Leave us," you command with a stern gaze that borders on anger.
The maids move to leave the room, but only after notifying you that the Queen has barely eaten or bathed in days. Once the door closes shut, you coax Helaena from your arms.
"What is wrong, 'Laena?" You ask softly, cradling her face to brush away her tears. The sight of her red and blotchy face breaks your heart. She must've been like this for a long time.
"It is my fault," she hiccups as new tears follow the path of the others. Helaena hangs her head in despair. She should've fought harder to keep her son alive. There must've been something else she could've done.
"Look at me," you say sternly, forcing her to look at you. It is when her eyes meet yours that you continue, "This is not your fault."
"I was the one to point my finger," she argues while her fists clench and unclench around the fabric of her dress when a new wave of emotion takes over.
Helaena is an overly emotional person. She feels things deep in her chest. She wishes she could control it, but the more she holds it in, the nastier it gets when it gets out of her control. Her body freezes and pleads for her to run and hide.
"Helaena, this was going to happen whether you pointed your finger or not. If you hadn't done what you did, you and Jaehaera would be dead as well."
It's blunt and a bit cruel, but Helaena must understand that she had no other choice. The only way this could've been stopped was if she had been assigned a sworn protector, but the council underestimated their enemy and Ser Criston Cole was too busy getting his cock wet to do anything about it.
"I told them to spare him and kill me instead," Helaena confesses with a weep.
She lets herself go on your shoulder as you wrap your arms around her shaking shoulders. You kiss the top of her head to console her guilty conscience. Helaena did not deserve to be a victim of Daemon's terrible idea. She might just be the most innocent of Targaryens.
"I know, Helaena, you were so brave. You're a wonderful mother. This is not your fault, and nobody blames you. You did what you had to do. Jaehaera is alive and well because of you."
It's hard for Helaena to stop thinking in such a way once she starts. The thoughts cause her to imagine things that aren't really there and doubt her reality. She feels like the staff's glances are not of worry but of resentment for letting those men kill her boy. Aegon's absence makes it all the worse.
"Aegon will not look at me, much less speak to me," she whimpers, wrapping her arms around your waist.
A tear slides down your cheek. You will never compare your sadness to theirs, but seeing them hurt in such a way pains you. Their marriage was arranged, yes, but Aegon and Helaena hold deep affection for each other. They simply have a difficult time showing it.
In this instance, there is no one who understands them better than each other. It is tragic but this should bring them closer together not tear them apart.
"Aegon is grieving. He can barely stand to look at himself because he feels like he failed his family, 'Laena. I promise you he will come around."
Helaena nods with her head on your shoulder. She is not convinced, but your words soothe her for the time being. Tears continuously slide down her face, and there is nothing you can do about it. You much prefer she cries it all out than hold it in.
"Come," you tell her, holding her hand and guiding her to the bath the maids had prepared before they left. "Let's get you ready for bed.â
You keep her close to you, reassuring Helaena you're there to stay as long as she needs. You help her untie the strings of her dress, and as you hang it over the back of a chair, she slips out of her smallclothes.
She accepts your hand to step into the bath. The water has now cooled, but she doesn't complain. It is the least of her worries. Helaena sits in the tub with her arms around her knees and silently cries.
Your goal tonight is to get her to rest. You can tell she hasn't slept in a long time, which will make her feel better.
Settling on the wooden stool next to the bath, you lather soap into the sponge and ask for her arm. Helaena complies, and you gently swipe the sponge across her skin. The maids were thorough as the smell of a calming oils invades your senses. They sincerely wanted to help their Queen.
Scrubbing down her arm, you note her nailbeds, which are red and raw. You're gentle with the soap when you reach her hand to prevent it from burning. Once you rinse it out, you bring her hand up to your lips, kissing her fingertips much like your mother would do when you got hurt.
Her crying calms when she catches onto your gesture, watching you in awe.
It is easy to note how she's thinned out as you continue to bathe her. Her skin presses against her ribs, showcasing each indent, and the bony prominences of her shoulders are much more palpable. It worries you to no end. Everyone has different coping mechanisms, but this is by far the unhealthiest one.
In the morrow, you will make it your goal to get her to eat. For a start, you will ask the kitchens to bake her favorite dessert. There has never been a moment where Helaena has refused a berry tart.
"Tilt your head back for me, love," you whisper, grabbing the pitcher of clean water from the table. Brushing Helaena's hair back, you pour the water, being careful not to get it in her eyes.
As she tilts her head back, she keeps her watchful eyes on you. She is in one of the most intimate positions, yet her lilac eyes reveal the most vulnerable parts of herself. You offer Helaena a comforting smile. Moving on from this tragic accident will be difficult, but we have to start somewhere.
When you lather her hair with soap and massage her scalp, she closes her eyes with a shudder. In turn, her shoulders relax, and goosebumps appear across her skin. A quiet moan slipping past her bitten lips.
Moving on to her face, Helaena watches you closely as you grab a rag to wash her face. You're so careful and tender with her. She has not made mention of it, but your touch feels pleasant against her skin.
You dab her neck next, looking over the wound that was cast upon her. You wish for it not to scar. Helaena needs no more reminders of that night.
After finishing the bath, you help her stand and dry off. Then, you follow her to the bed, where her nightgown lies discarded. With your assistance, she quickly slips it on. Helaena is quiet as she dresses; no more tears well up in her eyes.
"Let's brush your hair," you whisper soothingly.
Delicately, you glide the brush through her silver strands. You tackle the knots methodically to prevent pulling on her hair. A couple of drops of rose oil help greatly with the task as the bristles move smoothly across the long length of her hair.
Helaena sighs softly, and, through the mirror, you can see her eyes are closed. The poor thing must be exhausted.
"How are you feeling?" You ask her, tying the plait you weaved and wrapping your arms around her shoulders. You prop your head upon hers, cuddling her into you.
"Better, I suppose," she nods gratefully, grasping your hand hanging loosely across her chest. "I am tired," she admits.
"Let's get you to bed then."
Before you can slip away, Helaena protests and holds your wrist. "No, please." You're taken aback by the desperation in her voice. Why is she refusing to rest when her body begs for it?
"Helaena, when was the last time you slept?"
Helaena appears guilty. She swallows the knot on her throat, preparing to answer. "Not since that night. The nightmares do not allow me respite."
You sit beside her on the bench, keeping a firm grasp on her hand. "Do you wish to speak about them? It might help."
Her voice is barely above a whisper. "It's always the same. They return when the nights darkest and take Jaehaera."
Helaena is terrified. Many of her dreams have become reality, and this is one she would not be able to bear witness to. The things they do in her dreams are unforgivable. She cannot lose her daughter to those monsters.
Silence takes upon the room. Helaena cannot survive in a sleep deprived state, there must be something you can do. "What if we bring her here? She can sleep with you. That way, you will know she's safe."
Helaena ponders your suggestion, her eyes drifting away. "Will you stay?" Although a question the way Helaena's voice cracks, it's more of a plead.
"Is that what you wish, my Queen?" You ask, caressing her cheek so she returns to you from that faraway place in her mind.
She's quick to nod and squeeze your hand in gratitude. "Please," she whispers, leaning into your touch.
"Anything for you."
Helaena accompanies you to Jaehaera's new chambers. The King saw it fit Jaehaera did not reside in the room where her twin brother was murdered. A wise choice.
If your memory serves you well, Jace used to inhabit the space once upon a time.
Helaena almost runs to her daughter's cot, ensuring she's alive and well. You sympathize with her, it's natural to worry about your child if another was stolen from your life.
"Mama," Jaehaera yawns when Helaena picks her up.
"You're sleeping with mummy tonight, yeah?" Helaena whispers, cradling the back of her head and kissing the crown of her head.
Jaehaera, too tired to reason or even question it, nods and nestles into the crook of Haelena's neck. The sight is eerily similar to that fateful night.
The guard posted to protect Jaehaera escorts you to the Queen's chambers, standing on the opposite side of Helaena's white cloak guard.
Once inside, you slip off your robe and join her and Jaehaera on the bed. The girl is safely nestled between you both, pale lashes fluttering shut.
Helaena reaches for your hand to ensure you do not leave, and you lace your fingers with hers. "Sleep, 'Laena. I'll keep you safe," you promise her.
All it takes for Helaena to sleep is a lullaby your mother used to sing to you. It was of great tales of the people of Old Valyria. It was your favorite growing up, and now it is Helaena's.
By the song's end, Helaena's breaths even out and she succumbs to slumber. Although her face reflects her tiredness, the resemblance between Helaena and Jaehaera is stark.
When your eyes begin to close, eager to follow Helaena and Jaehaera to the land of dreams, the door creaks open. Startled, you sit up on the bed to search for an intruder, ready to scream if need be.
Aegon stands by the door, his chest heaving and his face pale. His hair is in disarray, and his eyes are wild with worry. "Where is Jaehaera?" he asks.
"She's right here," you respond, lowering the sheets and moving your body to reveal her resting upon Helaena's chest.
Aegon sighs in relief, and after a moment of hesitation, he timidly steps closer to the bed, observing the scene in front of him. He has taken to visiting his daughter's chambers throughout the night. He doesn't trust the guards, even if he is the one who assigned them. Aegon needs to see with his own eyes that his remaining child is alive and not endangered.
He had been frightened when the guard who was supposed to be posted by her door was gone, and worse, so was his daughter. Before he could scream, a maid walked in and, upon questioning, told him Jaehaera was in the Queen's chambers with her mother and the Princess.
You lay back against the headboard and observe him. He sits on the edge of the bed, reaching over you to brush a strand of hair away from his wife's face. Then, his hand lowers as his fingertip traces the slope of his daughter's nose.
"You should talk to her."
Helaena's words are clear as day in your mind. After witnessing Aegon in the same position, you reckon it would be good if they spoke to one another.
"I wouldn't know what to say," Aegon responds with a shake of his head.
"Yes, you do," you insist, resting your hand upon his, which lays on the bed. He glances questioningly at you, silently asking you to explain.
Your voice is light and soft. The last thing you want is to wake Helaena, although your instincts tell you it is doubtful. "Nobody understands what you're going through better than Helaena. She lost a child as well and feels just as hopeless as you do. Talk to her and tell her the words you would've liked to hear."
"It is that easy?" He asks in disbelief with a scoff. He looks at you for guidance. You've helped him more than anyone in the council or his own mother.
"Yes," you chuckle, and he joins you, if only for a moment. "Would you like me to go so you can stay?" You wouldn't want to intrude in a moment that can unite a family yet again.
Aegon shakes his head and urges you to stay abed. "It is alright. I will soon talk with 'Laena."
For a brief moment, Aegon presses his forehead against yours to show his appreciation. He stands with a press of his lips to your forehead and one more glance at his family. "Thank you for everything. I hope one day I can repay you for all your kindness."
"There's no need."
He does not speak but shares a glance that says a thousand words. Aegon closes the door behind him and turns to the guards standing by it.
Their backs visibly straighten when he addresses them. "Under no circumstance are you to leave your post. Your goal is to protect the Queen and the Princesses."
After all, his heart and soul are in that room.
STAY WITH US
came out a little longer than aegon but there was much to do with lovely helaena. queen helaena is a big reason as to why i hate alicent so much. alicent has let her down time and time again. how can she fucking ask helaena not to say anything about her and cole? fuck, alicent, she's not even thinking about that.
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Summary: in desperate need to pass your upcoming math test you go to your best friend for help, your best friend who you just so happen to be in love with. Sometimes feelings just spill out and theres nothing you can do but embrace it and try to navigate through it.
modern!jacaerys velaryon x fem!reader
w.c: 4.2k
c.w: college au, nerdy jace, two virgins just trying to figure it out, virginity loss (both), fingering (fem), oral (fem), minor hand-job, p in v, protected sex, love confessions, glasses stay on during sex, theres also fluff guys, not proofread
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you could not afford to fail this upcoming math test with youâre grade already as rocky as it is and if you didnât nail it your grades were gonna tank.
So you decide to do the only rational thing you can think of and go stop by your best friends house who just so happens to be basically a genius to get him to tutor you. You donât text him, having a key to his place and checking his location you can see heâs home he definitely wonât mind you just dropping by.
Heâs been your best friend since you two were kids, having lived across the street from you the two of you would always stand by the bus stop together and chat and when you got older he started driving you to school. you guys would spend all the time together though you guys didnât end up in the same college you guys happened to both get into colleges in the same city and lived right near each other.
He was perfect essentially, you try to ignore that gnawing feeling in your stomach every time you speak to him or even think about him. Youâve liked him for as long as you can remember but you never tried to do anything out of fear of ruining the relationship you two have built. You also canât get a read on if he feels the same, everything you two have ever done has been platonic, cuddling on the couch while watching a movie, having sleepovers, but you can shake the feeling of wanting to be more, maybe he was thinking the same way but you had no clue.
The apartment is quiet when you enter, when you call his name and thereâs no response you think for a second maybe he went out and left his phone? but thatâs not like him at all. until you walk towards his bathroom and you can hear the shower running and let out a sigh of relief as you begin to set up your stuff in the living room and order some take out for the two of you on your phone.
busying yourself on your phone you donât even hear the shower turn off or the door open until you hear the soft thumps on the floor of his footsteps and when you look up the two of you gasp at one another. With water dripping down his chest and a firm hand places on the towel around his waist, his glasses all fogged up and his face hot red you feel like you might pass out.
âIâm so sorry oh my god i had no clue you were coming i haven't checked my phone um oh god.â You can barely pay attention to his rambling as you canât take your eyes off him. Since when was he toned? oh and the towel is low enough you can see his v line. NO! You shake your head as you find yourself heating up, âno no its my fault Jace i never texted you i just thought i would show up um.. Iâm so sorry i should have texted.â
He scratches the back of his head as he begins to move his way to his room, âno its okay you can show up any time i just, um i uh let me go get dressed.â With that he quickly rushes away without another word his ears and face blaringly red. when the door shuts and youâre alone once again you lean against the couch and take a couple deep breaths. you cannot be thinking about him like this right now. Your thighs press together unconsciously as the memory of him was still so fresh in your mind.
You quickly stand and rush to his bathroom to splash some cold water on your face to snap yourself out of it. heâs your best friend who you just so happen to be in love with and today will fill your fantasies for the next decade. You manage to get yourself back on the couch and run a hand down your face as you try to calm your racing heart and mind. Its fine its cool its just a normal thing people shower and they just so happen to get naked in the shower its not weird to see your best friend shirtless no its not.
he walks back into the room and sits down on the couch next to you, now dressed in a white t-shirt and some sweatpants, his glasses free of fog but his hair drips onto his shoulders and shirt making some parts of it see through. when you look closely you can even still see his ears are a bright red. âis everything good? its not like you to just show up out of the blue.â you are thankful heâs acting like that did not just happen, or maybe youâre just overthinking it and its not a big deal.
âi need to trade brains with you this Friday at 11 am.â his beautiful laugh fills your ears as he raises his brows at you, âyouâre finally admitting I'm smarter than you?â You playfully huff and push his shoulder lightly as he smiles at you. âyouâre way better at math then me, i need help Jace please.â you press your hands together in a plea and he taps his chin as if heâs in thought. âI donât know, what do i get in return?â You pout at him and scoot a bit closer, âyou get to hang out with your gorgeous smart and talented best friend?â He blows raspberry's and looks up at the ceiling turning himself away from you. âand i bought take out.â âdeal.â
He is a great help, though heâs a history major heâs still places in a math level higher than you and heâs able to guide you though everything youâre struggling with ease. Its usually so easy to ignore how you feel about him but tonight is different. You don't know if its hormones or if there's something in the air but you canât stop staring at him thinking about him. The way he bites on the top of his pen when heâs in thought, when his forehead creases while heâs checking over your work or listening to you, the way he moves his hands while he talks and explains the problems and the solutions you canât even stop looking at him while heâs eating.
This was bad. very bad. but at least you managed to get the information heâs told you poured into your head and with his notes youâre sure to ace the test. After a couple hours of studying you two decided to put on a movie but you canât even cuddle up next to him like you normally would instead choosing to lay on the other side of the couching praying he doesnât ask about youâre odd behavior.
You canât help but continue to look at him throughout the movie barely even looking at the screen. he has such a nice side profile. At one point he glances at you and catches your eye so you quickly turn away from him but he sits up and pauses the movie, turning to you with concern laced in his eyes. âOkay spit it out what's wrong?â you. you shrug and try to play it off like nothing, you certainly canât tell him what's really bothering you. âIâm just worried about the test.â âthe you i know would have stopped worrying about the test as soon as you closed that textbook.â you let out a shaky sigh and he moves to sit next to you, staring at you with his puppy dog eyes desperately. âyou can always tell me anything you know that right?â
not this. you canât tell him this. as much as you want to. Yet your heart aches at the thought of not being able to kiss him at the thought of not spending yet another day another minute being his and him being yours. he grabs your hands and his voice is hushed laced with care, âplease.â
you cave.
âI'm in love with you.â
You watch him freeze and you take a deep breath as you look down at your connected hands. âi know this is really sudden but i cant hide this any longer. i think I've loved you since the second i met you and i cant keep continuing to pretend like I'm not. If you donât feel the same that's fine we can just move on and pretend like this never happened.â you let out a fake laugh and a couple shaky breaths as you get off your chest your best kept secret. When he doesnât say anything you look at his face to see his glossy covered eyes and red tinted face. âPlease say something.â
You can feel his hands tighten around yours as he lets out a shaky breath. âI'm so in love with you i feel like i'm gonna throw up.â you laugh as a wave of fresh air washes over you, he grins and lets out his own laugh as a lone tear runs down his face. âfuck this is not how i thought tonight would go.â You donât know how long the two of you were sitting there just laughing and smiling at each other but it was just so peaceful.
You end up cupping his face and he freezes his breath caught in his throat. âCan i kiss you?â âPlease.â The kiss is soft and slow but its everything youâve every dreamed of. His lips are as soft as they've always looked, heâs clearly inexperienced but you are too and you figure it out together. You feel like youâre not close enough to him, so you end up separating from him and he watches with wide eyes as you sit yourself in his lap. His hands quickly move to grasp your waist as he gulps, you can feel his hardness poking at you through your shorts and he lets out a shaky breath. âIâm sorry, i didnât mean to its just,â heâs quickly cut off with a moan as you pull him into another kiss.
You can feel yourself aching in your stomach, yet you canât bring yourself to do more until you pull away from his lips. a long string of salvia that connects you two snaps as you begin to speak. âI want to go further, if only you want to.â His chest moves quickly up and down as he tries to catch his breath, he blinks rapidly as he looks at you with swollen lips, one of his hands moves to readjust his glasses. âI do its just, i donât know what i'm doing.â the two of you softly laugh as you press your forehead against his and he lightly rubs his nose against yours. âI donât know what I'm doing either, weâll figure it out.â
His hands around your waist tighten as he places one last kiss on your lips before he stands, you squeal lightly as he keeps you firmly around his waist walking towards his room. âYou could put me down you know?â He places a kiss on your cheek and you wrap your arms around his neck, âI donât want to.â
Once in the bedroom he lightly places you down on the bed and he stays standing up unsure of what heâs supposed to do. âdo i like take off my clothes um.â You stand and the two of you look at one another. âWhy donât we both undress? or do you want to undress each other?â At your words his eyes light up and his ears couldnât get any redder, he clearly likes the idea a lot so you grab his hands and place them on your shirt. âYou can take it off.â He nods and lets out a shaky breath as he lifts your shirt over your head.
If you had known this was going to happen you would have chosen a cuter bra but you instead stand in your basic skin tone bra, heat rises on your face lightly with embarrassment but the look of amazement on his face has you feeling confident. You grab his hands once more and slide them to your waist where you help him tug down your pants and you stand in just your underwear in front of him. His mouth opens in amazement as his eyes dart all over you. âyouâre so beautiful.â âshut up.â âim serious. youâre the most beautiful women ive ever seen. im the luckiest guy in the world.â
You place your hands on his neck as you place a light kiss on his lips. âyouâre so sweet.â He shakes his head and his hands cup your face eyes full of love. âim only telling the truth.â Your hands move to the neck of his shirt and grip it. âYour turn.â His bright red face somehow only gets redder when you slide your hands down his chest to grab the bottom of his shirt and lifting it over his head. âwhen did you start working out?â He lets out a light moan as your hands drag down his stomach and rub around his chest. âwhen i moved here uhh the umm the complex has a gym.â You lightly um as your hands reach the waistband of his pants and you begin to toy with the elastic.
He expects you to take off his pants move back to sit on the bed but instead your hands goes inside the waistband to cup his budge from his briefs. The sound he lets out is not what you had been expecting, it sounds something closer to a whine as he questions you, âwhat are you doing?â You grin at him as his eyes dart all over your face. âCan i touch you?â He pants lightly as your hands already begins to move slight and he gulps. âshouldnât i touch you? or umm oh i donât know fuck please.â his head falls to your neck and he begins pecking light kisses on the skin there as your hand slips into his briefs and wraps around him.
He throbs in your hands, you lightly jerk him to see how he responds and you can hear a pleased moan as you continue to pump him in your hand using the precum that drips out of his tip as a lubricant you find a steady pace. He bites into the side of your neck and you let out a shaky moan as his grip tightens on your waist. you can feel wetness soak your skin whether it be his sweat or tears you have no clue but the only thing you can focus on his whines and moans in your ear. âyouâre so good fuck fuck.â he must be getting close because you can feel him shaking but he suddenly grabs your hands and pulls them away from him as he pants.
âdid i do something wrong? im sorry.â he quickly shakes his head, âno no of course not i just donât want to um cum right now.â you tilt your head in confusion, why would he not want to cum? until he turns his head and even his neck has turned red and a light bulb flicks over your head and you let out an sound of understanding and grab his sweatpants to pull them down until they hit the floor.
you both stand face to face in just your underwear, you watch him eye your chest and you reach your hands up to unclip your bra. you slowly unclip it and he watches as it drags down your arms and you toss it lightly on the floor. you sit down on the bed and you motion for him to join you. he does and he warily watches your face for approval which you grant before he cups your breasts with a shuttered breath. You can tell somethings bothering him though, theres a look in his eyes that says somethings wrong but before you can question it he speaks.
âcan i touch you?â its the same question you had throw at him but it gives you butterflies, you wonder if it had done the same to him. you spread your legs and he stares at the spot between your legs where youâre soaked. theres a huge spot on your practically ruined panties where youâve begun to leak, theres even some residual wetness on your inner thighs. âfuck.â he licks his lips and looks up at you and your flushed face. âdonât get cocky jace.â he laughs lightly as his fingers press against your slit from the fabric and you let out a moan. he watches for your reactions as he begins to rub you through the fabric, âJace, please.â
his fingers shake as they push the fabric aside and he touches your folds. âoh fuck youâre so fucking wet.â he just continues to rub at your skin, it feels nice but you both know you need more. âhow many should i,,â he trails off, unsure of how to word the question. âtwo, just to start, you can add another when i tell you.â he nods and slowly pushes two fingers into you.
his fingers feel a lot better than yours do they're thicker and they're longer reaching a bit more than you can and your hands dig into his shoulders. âgood?â you hiss lightly for a second as his hands wiggle lightly before nodding. âyes move please.â he quickly listens, pulling his fingers out before slowly pushing them back in methodically. He feeds off every sound you let out and moves quicker as your face contorts in pleasure. it feels good but its not enough and when you tell him he can add another he finger he looks at you unsure but when you reassure him its fine he does and the burn it adds satisfies the itch that you know can only be scratched once heâs inside of you.
when he pulls his fingers out before you can cum you whine but he just smiles at you âlift your hips for me.â you do and he slides your underwear down your legs exposing you fully to him. He takes a second to admire you before your eyes widen as he gets down on his knees, âi thought guys didnât like that.â you try to tell him but he just shrugs, âi bet i will.â
he kisses you inner thighs slowly working his way up to your slit where he pauses before he lightly licks at your folds before pushing his tongue inside of you. your hand finds it way to his hair as he warily licks every drop of you he can get. when you tug at his hair he groans, you try your best to avoid his glasses which sit pushed up into his hair. Your face contorts with pleasure as you throw your head back. heâs messy and clearly unsure of what heâs doing but it doesnât matter to you as he brings you closer to your release. you can feel your stomach burning as he suddenly pulls away and looks at you, he looks gorgeous with his hair a mess and his lips glossy.
âcould you show me um where uh,,,â your brows furrow in confusion until you laugh and sit up. âits fine here.â you grab his hand and use his finger to push around inside of you until his finger presses against your clit and your moan. you suddenly fall back once again with your hands playing with your breasts while one of his hand plays with your clit and his other on your knee to keep your legs parted while he tongue works his way inside of you. you can no longer ignore the burning in your stomach as it becomes harder and harder to push down. âJace I'm gonna oh fuck.â the grip you have on his hair tightens as you hiss when he continues to work you till you shake with pleasure and you essence drips into his mouth down his jaw and neck.
He shakily stands and licks his lips seemingly not caring that he was a mess. âdo i-â you pull him down on top of you and press your lips against him in a feverish kiss which he returns, âi want to be on top.â his eyes widen, âwill that be good for you?â you nod rapidly eager to feel him inside of you and your eyes practically turn into hearts when he stands and pulls down his briefs, his hardness slapping his stomach you barely get the chance to admire him before he rummages around in his bedside table pulling out a clearly new box of condoms.
he struggles to open them slight with his shaky hands but manages to open it and grab one. when he looks back at you and your amused expression he looks down at the box with embarrassment. âAegon got it for me. he was trying to tease me.â you grab him to sit on the bed and get him to lay back against the headboard while you grabbed the packet out of his hands. âthen ill have to thank him later.â
you open the condom with your teeth before slowly sliding it down his length causing him to hiss and close his eyes to calm himself. the two of you look at each other as you sit up, âare you good?â he nods and lightly thanks you, âare you?â you also nod and you grab him to position him into your opening while he pulls his glasses back down to his face. with one last look you begin to sink down onto him.
you put your forehead against his and the two of you shudder with pleasure the lower and lower you get. once you get as low as you can go you pause and the two of you take a few moments to readjust. his glasses fog up as he catches your lips in his, when your hips move slightly up then back down he bites at your lip before throwing his head back and whines slightly while your mouth lulls open in pleasure.
You two find a simply rhythm with you moving up and down. sweat covering your bodies as the two of you sing in pleasure, his glasses are basically completely covered now with fog and you take them off his face before shoving your lips messily against his as his hands grip your hips to help you move up and down on him. the sounds of your skin slapping against each other and moans and whines fill the hot room. he throbs inside of you as he hits spots you've never been able to reach, your head falls into the cave of his neck neck as you feel yourself close. âJace fuck youâre so good fuck.â he whines and bites your shoulder again âplease cum please Jace fuck wanna feel it.â he cries into your neck as he nods, âi love you i love you so much.â âi love you too Jace.â when he feels you release around him it pushes him over the edge where he's shooting his load into his condom.
the two of you fall completely on top of each other in a sweaty sticky mess. you catch your breaths unable to think straight. no words are spoken for awhile until you sit up lightly and push the hair away from his sweaty face. âwe should have done that sooner.â the two of you laugh as you peck his lips. âi really love you a lot Jace.â he beams and grabs his glasses to fiddle them back onto his face. âi love you too.â you hum and kiss his cheek. âas nice as you being inside me is i really have to pee.â the two of you hiss as you pull away and he sits up to watch you stumble your way towards the bathroom. he tosses the condom away and he stands to get a cup of water not bothering to put on any of his clothes.
he hands you a glass when you walk out of the bathroom and you chug it down before looking at yourself with disgust. âi need a shower.â âyou can use it i don't mind.â you roll your eyes and slap his shoulder much to his confusion. âthat's when youâre supposed to say then lets take one together dummy.â his face flushes for the millionth time that night as you walk away and sigh as you turn to see him not following you. âcome on youâre not gonna leave me alone are you?â he downs his glass and quickly hurries to follow you as you giggle.
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big bad wolf
Logan Howlett x fem!reader
a/n: inspired by the fact that Hugh Jackman thought wolverines were just a type of wolf and no one corrected him. Rusty because I havenât written smut in a while so you guys arenât allowed to talk any shit. Plus, Iâm too much of a wimp to be like extremely explicit, but these prompts ( one, two, three) together were too good to pass up.Â
SMUT 18+Â (my slight monsterfucker tendencies might shine through in this one)
Summary: Logan's told you a million times not to take the path through the woods. You never listen, of course. Now there's a monster on your tail and you're all alone. (part of my Halloween Palooza)
You never should have taken this path. You knew it was going to happen, Logan had warned you, and you still didnât listen. Now, youâre in the middle of the woods, completely turned around and on the verge of tears. God, why do you never listen?
You put your groceries down and pull out your phone. Through the thick spread of leaves, you get minimal moonlight. Youâre surrounded by shifting shadows and rustling undergrowth. Everywhere you turn is a monster waiting to leap out at you.Â
When you were little you were petrified of the dark. You hated the shapes you saw lurking within it. Youâd outgrown that as an adult, but now, you can barely breathe as your eyes dart all around. The childish fear is returned with a vengeance and you feel like youâre about to have a heart attack.Â
You flip open your phone, squatting on the ground and trying to conserve your body's warmth. The temperature must have dropped twenty degrees since you left the house. Of course, Logan had told you to bring a jacket too. Did you listen? No.Â
You were only going out to get some chips and dip, you really didnât think it would take so long. But then youâd got caught up talking to one of your friends and before you knew it, it was pitch black outside. You should have just called Logan at the store, asked him for a ride. Now, youâre staring down at the flickering screen of your flip phone and about to sob as you see the bars disappearing.Â
âNo fucking service, of course,â you hiss and shove the phone back in your pocket. The batteryâs nearly dead anyway. You doubt it would have lasted long enough for a phone call. You run a stressed hand over your face, trying to calm your breathing down.Â
Youâre trying to trick yourself into thinking that everythingâs okay. That the shadows are just shadows and youâre scared. Then you hear it.Â
Itâs a low noise, something out of your worst nightmares. Thereâs an immediate spike of adrenaline as an inhuman growl echoes through the night air. You swear you can feel it inside your chest. It rumbles through the animal, bursts through clenched fangs, and makes the hair on your neck stand on end.Â
You glance over your shoulder, mouth parted in a silent scream. You donât see anything, you canât. You just barely make out the branches shifting nearby before youâre leaping to your feet. You almost call out, see whose there, but that feels like the last move every bimbo makes in a horror movie.Â
So, you do something arguably worse. You abandon your groceries and purse and bolt. Immediately you can hear its pounding footsteps chasing after you. You do scream now, thereâs no point in swallowing it down. Itâs like the terror is ripping through you, making you stumble over every branch and rock in your path.Â
You know it's faster than you. You can hear how easily its keeping up its stride behind you. This feels like a game to it. It's just teasing you, dangling freedom in front of its prey before it closes its drooling maw around your neck.Â
You trip over an enlarged root and go flying forward. Rocks scrape across your arm and you let out a short shriek of pain. The flesh tears easily on the sharp points and the metallic scent of your blood fills the air. It comes to a sudden stop a few feet away from you. There are no thoughts in your head besides the voice screaming at you to RUN!
It tells you to keep running. If you stop it will catch you and it will kill you. This is no longer a product of your imagination. This is real and it is hungry for you. You scramble to your feet, boots slipping along the muddy forest floor. You dig your fingers into the earth, feel the dirt slide under your nails, and launch yourself forward. You nearly flip your feet over your head but you manage to keep yourself steady.Â
You canât hear the steps behind you. The beat of your heart pounds through your head, drives you forward, and discombobulates you all the same. Blood rushes so quickly beneath your skin that you can feel your vessels swelling with the warmth of your terror-fueled adrenaline.Â
Youâve never felt so inferior before, like a rabbit desperately trying to escape the hungry jaws of a wolf. Your legs are moving faster than they ever have, youâre bounding, racing, leaping through the forest. You move through it like you were born in it, anything to escape whatever was following you.Â
You no longer remember the way home or what home is. You can only focus on right now. You donât notice the dark shape running alongside you, or how easily it keeps pace. Not until itâs barreling into your side and you go slamming into the ground again. Your head nearly bounces against a rock but something slides underneath it, stopping the impact at the last second.Â
Something rough grips at your face. Youâre still blind, blood rushing so hard beneath your skin, youâre practically blind with panic. You bite down, taste flesh, and hold on until blood rushes into your mouth. The metallic tang of it is like poison against your tongue but you donât let go.Â
âRelease!â He orders you like a dog. His voice is so thick with anger and hunger that you barely recognize it. But something clicks in your head and you unlock your jaw from his palm. âThe fuck have I told you about taking this path?â Again, his voice is so thick with volatile rage that you barely register it.Â
âSorry,â you sob out, shoving at his chest and scrambling to sit up. But he keeps you pinned to the ground, one hand clamped tightly around your neck and the other pushing down against your stomach. You can feel something hard against your thigh but you pay it no mind, still struggling to catch your breath.Â
You take in deep, heaving, gasps of air and the moon shifts overhead. It gives you just enough light to see Logan clearly now. You nearly choke at the sight of his face. His lips are peeled back, sharpened points of teeth causing blood to bead along his lower lips. His beard seems scruffier than normal and thereâs a golden glow to his eyes.Â
âWhat the fuck?â You stutter out, glaring up at him. Youâve seen him angry before. But youâve never seen him quite so animalistic. âLogan?â You whisper his name hesitantly and it only makes him look more pissed off. You shrink back, though thereâs not far to go with him holding you like this.Â
His hips shift down and you bite down on your lip so a pathetic whimper doesnât escape you. His head tilts curiously, gaze raking over your heaving chest and then down to the too-short shorts youâd put on earlier.Â
He gives you a look of astonished disbelief, âYou fuckinâ kidding me?âÂ
The hand on your stomach drifts down to the waistband of your shorts. Your eyes widen when you realize what heâs trying to do. âLogan, wait-â Too late. He rips the shorts down your legs and his eyes widen. The sneer of his lips finally melts away as he sees the clear wet spot in the middle of your underwear.Â
You donât even get a chance to defend yourself before heâs gripping your hips and flipping you over. Your hands struggle for purchase on the slippery rock in front of you. You try and glance back at him, but he buries a hand in your hair, tugging harshly, and forcing your face forward.Â
âLogan, please,â you whine, thoroughly humiliated as he sits behind you, silently examining your battered form. Youâd tripped more than you thought while youâd been running from him. The adrenaline has just barely waned enough for you to feel the bruises forming. But he has no sympathy for your plight, if anything your tears seem to egg him on.Â
âWhat have I told you about taking this path?â You bite your tongue, a sudden refusal to answer raging forth. Heâs got you half-naked on your hands and knees after chasing you through the woods. You shouldnât have to be scolded like an imbecile on top of that.Â
He leans over you, the weight of his body pushing forward, your arms strain to keep you both up. You grit your teeth, still keeping your mouth clamped shut. He chuckles, the noise so low you feel it rattling through you rather than hear it. âI could hear you.â
His hand drifts down your bicep, wraps around your front, and rests over your breasts. âCould hear how fast your heart was beating. Itâs still about to come out of your chest.â You suck in a sharp breath, keeping yourself from arching into his touch.
His nose lingers against the side of your head, dipping towards your neck and inhaling deeply. Your face wrinkles in confusion as he practically smells you. âI can smell how terrified you were.â His hand suddenly jerks your head back and you canât help but yelp. Thereâs a smirk on his lips as he finally gets a noise from you.Â
You can feel the desire practically dripping down your thighs at this point. All you can think about is how powerful he is. How hungry he is for you. You want him to devour you, completely wreck you.Â
He releases you and without his support, you slump forward, neck bowing awkwardly. You try and right yourself but one of his hands grips your neck so tight you can feel the blood rushing up into your face. He pins you there and the only warning you have of what heâs about to do is the sound of his belt buckle coming undone.Â
He thrusts into you and your jaw drops. You inhale the dirt beneath you and it tastes remarkably like blood. He pushes your cheek further into the ground and you grunt as tiny little pebbles have their taste of your flesh.Â
Had you not been so wet, you doubt you would have enjoyed a second of this. But, because his chasing you down like something feral made you more aroused than you have been in months, you let out a pathetic moan beneath him. It borders on the thin line between pain and pleasure. But each rough thrust inside you blurs the line until theyâre indiscernible from one another.Â
Your fists curl up, mud sticking in the lines of your palm as he takes you like youâre nothing more than a toy. You shouldnât like this, shouldnât like how used you feel. But you relish it. Relish in how crazy you make him, to the point that heâd lose his mind and use you like this.Â
Heâs like a fucking animal. Taking what he wants from you with no concern or care to whether you like it or not. Heâs panting and grunting behind you, you donât understand the insults spewing from his mouth because thereâs blood rushing in your ears and you feel like you might pass out.Â
The adrenaline and residual terror from earlier are building into one explosive moment inside you. Your fingers tremble with it, your limbs burn from the volatile feeling and you canât help the noises being forced out of you. It doesnât take much longer for you to combust.Â
Pleasure rushes through you, makes you numb to the world around you. A dulled tickling feeling rushes through every part of you. Your arms go limp and heâs quick to wrap a hand around your waist, keeping you upright. He presses into your lower back, arching it until heâs hitting the spot inside you that causes aftershocks of painful pleasure.Â
Your core throbs as you pulse around him. Sucking him deeper until his hips come to an erratic stop and he spills inside you. You keep your forehead pressed to the cool earth beneath you. You never actually managed to catch your breath before and now it just feels like youâre five seconds away from hyperventilating.Â
A soothing hand runs up and down your spine, he curls around you and helps you to sit up. His voice is a low whisper, âYou alright?â
You close your eyes, taking in a deep breath and giving him a shaky nod. He laughs and pulls you to stand up. Your legs were limp from running earlier, now theyâre practically boneless. He keeps you propped against him and pulls your shorts back up.Â
He buttons his jeans and straightens. His eyes narrow as he glares down at you. He cups your chin, tilting your head to examine the scratches on your cheeks and tutting at you. His fingers tighten to the point of pain and he jerks your face up to meet his eyes. âYou gonna come down this path again?â
After that, yes. You completely would. He sees the look on your face and rolls his eyes. He leans down, tossing you over his shoulder and groaning. âYouâre gonna be the death of me.â
âYou like it,â you taunt, tugging at his shirt for balance.Â
He shakes his head but you know heâs smiling. âYouâre lucky I love you.â
âSame time next week?â You tease as he goes back for your groceries and purse.Â
âDonât push it,â he snaps.Â
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Hi! could you possibly write something about a fuckboy!soap and shy!reader that he uses for sex, and she keeps letting him? im craving angsty angst ANGST that just keeps hurtingâŚyou donât have to if you donât want to and thank you if you do! Have a great day!
Okay, one thing you all should know about me? Is that Iâm a weenie lol so I canât help but make things a little hopeful most of the time. Alsoâ gonna make this like a college type AU
Soap clocks you from a mile away when he sees you at a party. Thereâs a cup of beer in your hand that youâve been nursing, just sipping to have something to do while you cling to the side of the friend who forced you to come.
Heâs seen you in his classes before. Youâre good. Not the type to be seen in a place like this. And that kinda whets his appetite. He wants to fuck you, break you, make you fall apart for his own amusement.
He nudges Gazâ they have the routine down to a scienceâ splitting up the birdies that are a little too huddled together so they can have their way with them. Gaz runs interference this time, Johnny mouthing an âI owe yeâ his wayâ chatting up and pulling your friend away to talk a bit more. Youâre alone now, and Johnny swoops in, weaving through people on a warpath.
He corners you expertly, and youâre a pathetically easy read. Easy to tease, to coax, to push. He just has to throw in a few lines about how pretty you look, peppered between him saying heâs always wanted to talk with you, always admired you in classâ he gives just enough detail to lull you into thinking this is courting. That heâs going to fuck you because he likes you.
Works like a charm. Always does. You clumsily follow him to his roomââYe didnae ken? This is my fraternityâs house, bonnie,ââ as he pulls you along by the hand.
He enjoys pulling you apart. Like the birds taking Prometheusâs liver. Heâs not a complete animal, he makes you cum, but he doesnât give you kisses the way youâd probably hoped he would. Heâll tell his mates laterâ it was kinda cute how fucking bad you were at giving head, too.
He lets you stay the night even though your clinging is a bit annoying. Pushing you out would burn this bridge, and heâs not ready to do that just yet. Not when he could keep having fun.
Come morning your clothes are tossed your way (sans panties, those are going in his trophy collection), and he has the decency to drop you off at your place with the promise of further contact.
Come your next class, heâs back to acting like he doesnât know you. Youâre shy, but youâre not stupid. Itâs easy to see that you were played, and you curse yourself for falling into it.
So why do you show up when he texts you, asking you to come over?
Promethean indeed.
And it keeps happening.
Itâs not like he treats you badlyâ thatâs what you tell yourself. Youâre just the idiot for expecting more than orgasms. Itâs nice to feel wanted. Itâs not nice to put your clothes on and get out right after, but youâre willing to ignore that. You shouldnât be. But you are.
Youâre not the kind of girl who gets asked out. So why refuse the one source of attention you have? He makes you cum, right? Thatâs more than a lot of guys do, so it would be unfair to expect more. High maintenance. Right?
If Johnny can see the hurt behind your eyes when you turn to check behind you when you leave, as if heâll suddenly change his mind and call you back into bed to hold you, he doesnât do anything about it. Heâs content to tug on his jeans and brush past you with a cigarette in his mouth.
You steel yourself as usual, double checking the straightness of your clothes as if itâll make you feel like less of a cheap whore when his housemates glance your way as you leave.
The door across from Johnnyâs is almost always open, despite how closed off its occupant seems. Youâve never met Simon. Well, you really havenât met anyone in Soapâs life. Thatâs not what he keeps you for, is it? Fucktoys donât get introduced to the friend group. Doesnât stop Simon from staring holes in your back every time you leave. Must think youâre easy. Must wonder if Johnnyâll mind if he has a go. Or maybe he just thinks youâre pathetic. You certainly do.
But itâs happened one too many times. Apparently, even a worm will turn. His stare itches and crawls up your skin when you already feel like such a piece of meatâ chewed up and spit out. And you must be losing flavor. Before long you wonât even have this. You turn to look at him instead of walking on as usual.
âWhat the fuck are you looking at?â You spit in a tone that surprises you. Youâve never said anything like that to someone, not in earnest, anyway.
âLemme take yâout somewhere.â
What?
What?
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Summer Fun
Male Reader x Yeji x Yuna
Tags: 8k, cheating, oral, one-shot
The story is not ours, we alternate the original story to match our desired settings.
âOn my way. Almost there,â I texted Yuna as I drove my car up into the Grand Josun.
âCool. Out back by the pool,â she replied.
It was a hot Saturday in Busan. Yuna and I had been texting each other back and forth for several weeks when she texted me this morning, inviting me to a pool party at her friendâs place. While Yuna and I had run into each other in the past, this would be the first time the two of us will have ever really hung out, and what kinda guy would turn down an opportunity to hang out with bikini clad Yuna?
I knew I was close to the house by the number of cars lining along the sides of the street. I picked a place to park and walked the rest of the way to the house. I could hear the sound of music and voices of people from a few houses away. Once at the house, the door was open and I walked right in. There were a number of people I knew, or had seen at other parties, along with a number of famous celebs. If I had not been on a mission to meet Yuna, I might have been distracted by Lia as I passed her in the kitchen, looking like she had just come from the pool in a bikini. I did say a hello to a few people as I made my way outside. Once out by the pool, it did not take me long to spot Yuna, looking like a teenage boyâs wet dream as she laid on a lounge chair in a red bikini.
âHey Yuna,â I said as I approach her. Unsure the best way to greet her, I simply sat down on the lounge chair next to her.
âMinho, you made it,â she said sounding happy I had arrived.
âIf I knew you were going to be dressed like that, I would have come sooner,â I flirted.
âWhat? this? Itâs just a bathing suit, no big deal,â she said modestly, and then added, âplus itâs never good to come too soon.â
âTouchĂŠ,â I replied, happy to see her flirt back with a double entendre.
We spoke for a little while, it was hot day, so I took off my shirt and asked to borrow her sun screen. I was left in just my bathing suit and sneakers, still sitting upright as she continued to lounge. At one point I got up and got us some drinks and some waters, before returning to talk so more. Occasionally others would come by and sit with us, but for the most part the two of us were left alone.
âI was a little surprised when you first texted me. I had been trying to get Yeji to give me your number for a while.â
âOh really? She never mentioned that when she was trying to palm you off on me.â
âShe palmed me off?â I said surprised.
âKind of,â Yuna said.
âIf it means I get to hang with you, I guess it worked out for me. But why would she do that.â
âI mean, are you that surprised?â She asked.
âWhat does that mean?â
âWell, she does have a boyfriend, and after what happened the last time you two hung out togetherâŚâ she trailed off.
âShe told you about that?â I asked and Yuna nodded with big smile.
*Flashback
A group of friends had rented out a house in Busan. Since most people in the group were taking a significant other or had a regular fuck buddy in the group, and I was going as a single, I had been assigned the bedroom with two beds in it. My roommate for the long weekend was going to be Yeji, whose boyfriend was back in Itaewon. Yeji and I have had a number of mutual friends for several years, but it was not until she did her time filming MV for their next album that we started becoming friends, hanging out on set between scenes. Iâd never left any ambiguity in my attraction toward her. I would flirt with her from time to time which she would often laugh off, and sometimes would even flirt back a bit, but she never asked me to stop. While it was clear she was not going to cross any line while she had a boyfriend, she also seemed to enjoy the attention I gave her. Which made my room assignment both a blessing and a curse. Staying in a room with the woman in the group I most lusted after, while also knowing that nothing was going to happen.
The first night there everything went fine and without any incidents. The next day the group of us went out on a boat for the day. As the day went on, we started drinking. While Yeji came onto the boat in jean shorts and a tied-off button-up shirt, as the day got hotter, she eventually stripped down to just her bikini. After that, I could not help but be flirty with her. She was even more receptive than usual and started flirting back with me. Even some of our friends noticed the way she seemed to be flirting back with me. Still, nothing happened between us, even as some of the couples began pairing off a bit and there was some on-and-off making out around the boat.
When we all got back to the house, everyone separated to wash off the lake water and get ready for dinner. The bathroom Yeji and I had in the house was a Jack and Jill bathroom, so we let our friends take the indoor bathroom and we volunteered to take the outdoor shower. After going inside to get some soap and towels, Yeji and I went outside. I told her she could go first, but then she suggested we share the shower since we were just rinsing off, and not going to strip down. I hesitated for a moment, mainly out of surprise of her suggestion, but I agreed. The outdoor shower didnât have a door to it, but it did have 7ft wooden walls on three sides to help offer some privacy, but it also made it so we had to stand pretty closely together. We shared the soap and rotated being under the spray of water until Yeji was under the spray with her back to the shower head. She dipped her head back and let the water rain down on her face and hair. When she raised her head back up and opened her eyes back up, the two of us found ourselves locking eyes. It was unclear who made the first move, but suddenly, I had a firm grip on Yejiâs ass and her back was pressed up against the wall, as our lips were locked and she was sliding her tongue into my mouth.
We only made out for five minutes at most before we were snapped back to reality by the sound of friends coming out the back door to get the grill started. While it was only a few minutes, our kissing was so intense that at the moment we stop, Yeji had begun wrapping one of her long legs around mine, and I had a hand on the clasp of her bikini top. Once the realization of what happened set in, Yeji quickly got out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and went inside. I stayed in the shower and tried to let my arousal cool down before toweling off and heading over to the grill, giving Yeji some time and space to change before I headed to our room.
Yeji kept her distance from me the rest of the night. Sitting on the other end of the table from me as we ate. Then sitting on the other side of the room from me as we all played Cards and watched a movie. As the night went on, people began going to their bedrooms two by two until it was just Yeji and I left in the living room. We eventually figured we might as well go to be as well. Our bedroom was the bedroom at the end of the hallway upstairs. After the events in the shower, things began feeling even more awkward between us as we walked down the hallway with the echoes of sex noises from each bedroom door we passed. Yeji went into the bathroom and changes into her sleepwear, some short cotton shorts and a gray t-shirt. I quickly changed into some gym shorts and a muscle shirt. We both then climbed into our respective beds. In the quiet of the bedroom, we could hear the sounds of our friends engaging in carnal pleasure from down the hall.
âMinho, about earlier,â Yeji spoke up. âThe kissâŚâ
âDonât worry. It never happened,â I reassured her.
âBut it did though.â
âIt did, and I was great, but as far as anyone else is concerned it never happened.â
âSo, youâre not going to tell anyone?â she asked.
âNo, I wonât. Unless you tell him, Jihoon will never find out what happened.â
âOkay,â she said with a deep exhale. We then lay there in silence for a while. âWhat do you mean when you said it was great?â
I looked over at the other bed, there was enough light coming in the room through the window that I could see Yejiâs face and eyes looking back at me. âI think you know what I meant,â a proud smile came across her face at that, âbut if weâre going to act like it never happened, we should probably stop talking about it.â
âYeah, youâre right,â she agreed before rolling over in her bed. I turned and tried to close my eyes and fall asleep, but I was not tired. Between the thoughts of the kiss in my head and the sounds of sex coming from the hallway, my brain was still wide awake. Some time passed, and the harder I tried to not listen to sexual moans and tried not to think of the idol in the bed 5 feet away from me, the more my brain focused on those exact things. I was at a point where had I been laying on my back instead of my side, there would have been a large tent in the sheet I was under. I thought about sneaking into the bathroom to rub one out, but I could hear stirring coming from the bed next to mine which led me to believe Yeji was still away. I was contemplating what to do when I heard it.
âUmmff.â a soft-sounding stifled moan. However, unlike the other moans I had been hearing through the door, this one came from the other side of the room I was in. All my thoughts froze when I heard that sound. And then a minute or so later, I heard another similar moan. One that sounded like it came from someone desperately trying to not make a sound. I knew it had to come from Yeji. She must have assumed that I was asleep because unlike her, I had remained still in bed while she had been tossing and turning. I slowly, trying to not make a sound, rolled over onto my back and turned my head. I then paused for a minute, before opening my eyes slightly, just squinting as I looked to the other bed. The sheets were up to her shoulders but her knees were bent up and spread apart and the way her shoulder moved, it was obvious she was touching herself. Her eyes were shut, and was biting her lip shut. Even still, another moan escaped through her tight lips.
Watching her touch herself, had my hand moving down to my crotch and giving my hard cock a good squeeze. After another minute of watching, I soon myself stroking myself under the sheet as I watch Yeji touch herself under her bedsheet. Like Yeji, I was trying to stifle any noise coming from me. However, a groan did eventually escape my mouth. As soon as it happened, Yeji opened her eyes and looked my way, and I too was looking at her. She froze and a look of total shock came on her face, but she didnât say anything. I saw her eyes shift, and she looked at the tent in my bedsheet with some obvious moment where I was stroking myself. Her eyes then moved back up to mine, but she didnât say anything. Instead, I could see her arm being to move again as she looked at me.
The two of us stayed in our beds, both openly masturbating under our sheets as we looked right at each other. The sheet had moved down her body a bit because of her arm movement. I could now see her erect nipples pressing against her t-shirt. Neither one of us was trying to muffle our moans anymore. Yeji now openly moaned with her mouth wide open as she touched herself. We went for several minutes until she let out one final moan and I saw her eyes roll back, her body then began to twitch as she came all over her hand. Watching her cum, pushed me over the edge and I let out a grunt and my cock began firing into the bed sheet. When I finished blowing my load, I looked back over just in time to see the Play Dead actress pull her hand out from under the sheet. Her hand glistened in the moonlight from the slick wetness that covered it. She rubbed her hand on the bedsheet to dry it off. She then looked back over at me and saw me looking back at her.
âGoodnight,â she said with a broad, but guilty-looking smile, before rolling over to the other side of her bed and going to sleep. It took me a little longer, but I too eventually fell asleep, but it would not be for long.
I was having a very vivid dream of having sex with Yeji in the outdoor shower. We could hear all of our friends on the other side of the wooden wall that Yeji had her back against, as I held her up and was thrusting into her. Her top was off, but her bikini bottoms were just pulled to the side for my cock to enter her. I was getting ready to explode when I suddenly woke up. I was disappointed when my eyes opened, having the dream end early. I then realized why I woke up as I suddenly felt the strong need to pee. I checked my phone before getting out of bed and saw it was only a little before 6AM, Iâd only been asleep for a little over three and a half hours since my masturbation session with Yeji.
I got out of the bed and took a look over to Yejiâs bed. She looked to be asleep, with the sheet now down by her waist. It was for the best since my gym shorts, sans underwear, was not doing much to hide the wood I had from my dream as I walked across the room to go to the bathroom. It took some fighting to aim my hard-on down so I could pee, but I eventually got it, and then realized just how badly I really did need to go. It seemed like the flow would almost never end. Eventually, I did finish, flush, and watched my hands. I opened up the door to head back to bed when I got startled by a person in the doorway.
âHi,â Yeji said as she stood in front of me.
âHi?â I replied. âDo youâŚ?â I asked gesturing to the bathroom behind me, but she shook her head. We both stood there frozen in time, looking into each other's eyes. Just like in the shower, in an instant, we went from looking at each other to having our arms wrapped around each other as we made out. Once again, we were locking lips, and our kisses were filled with desperation and lust. I picked her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around me. I walked her over to her bed and stopped there for a minute to continue making out for a little longer before finally pushing her back so she fell onto the bed. She now lay on her back with her legs dangling off the bed.
Looking up at me, she just said, âWe canât have sex.â
âOkay,â I told her. I bent down at the waist to lean in and kiss her. As we kissed my hands moved to her hips and took hold of the waistband of her shorts. I then began dropping to my knees on the floor, and as I went down, I took her shorts down with me. She didnât say anything until her shorts were totally off.
âWe just canât have sex,â she reiterated, but she widen her legs as said that.
âI know,â I told her, before burying my face between her cunt. Normally I like to tease and do a little bit more foreplay before going in for the main course. This time though, I had no patients for it and judging by how wet she was and the sound she made when my tongue made contact, she was not interested in being teased either. I could feel the hairs of her brunette bush brush against my nose as I ate her out. She had obviously recently trimmed down for her bathing suit. As I moved to suck on her clit, Yeji reached up and grabbed a pillow, to muffle the moans. I quickly moved, putting a finger inside of her as I moved my mouth away so I could reach up and pull the pillow away from her face.
âI donât anyone to hear,â Yeji pleaded.
âItâs 6AM and everyone else was up late drinking and fucking, weâre the only ones awake and I really want to hear every single sound you make as I lick your pussy.â Yeji didnât put up much of a fight. Taking the pillow back, she put it under her head so she could watch me go back to eating her out. She did not hold back from letting me hear the pleasure noises she made and the only time her sounds got muffled again was when she tightly wrapped her legs behind my neck and I had her thighs pressing against my ears. I was licking her fold and rubbing her clit when Yeji climaxed. When he did, her legs tightened around my head, smoothing my face into her drenching wet pussy. I hungrily ate her out like. There was not much in the way of skill or technique, it was just pure passion. As a result, it only took about five minutes or so before Yeji grabbed a pillow to cover her mouth and muffle the loud moans as she came. I could feel her leg that was wrapped around the back of my head shake as her pussy quivered in orgasmic bliss.
âOh gosh, wow. That wasâŚwow,â Yeji said as she removed the pillow and caught her breath.
âYeah, but weâre not done yet,â I told her.
âWhat?â
âThat round was because we needed to grit it out of our system. This time it is because it feels so fucking good and we want it,â I told her. I then moved back between her legs and began licking up all of her juices that had leaked out of her while also avoiding her pussy lips and clit. I was purposely teasing and taking my time this round. I had Yeji move to the middle of the bed so I could lay down on it as well while I tongued her vulva. I started off kissing and licking up and down her thighs. Yeji put up no argument or fight to what I was doing. She just laid back and enjoyed the feeling. I took my time with her, and when I finally did move to her pussy, she all but melted for me, letting out a long moan, she relaxed to the point that her body was basically mine to do what I want with.
Yeji was bottomless, but she still had her t-shirt on. As I started licking her, my eyes looked up her body. I could see her hard nipples tenting her t-shirt, and I decided that it was time for that to go. I moved my right hand up her stomach and slid it under her shirt. My hand placed her breast and gave it a squeeze. I heard the idol suck in her breath as I have her a squeeze, followed by a soft moan. I played with her tit for another seconds before I tried pushing her shirt up to expose her breasts. She got a little frustrated with my fumbling hand and finally yanked her shirt off and threw it to the floor. I now had her naked on the bed, with my head between her legs and my hand on her tit. I tried to focus on her mound, but my eyes could not stop looking at her soft looking perky breasts. Eventually, my hand and mouth switched places. I now fingered her as I sucked on her nipple. I alternated from her right to left breast for several minutes, occasionally breaking things up by kissing her mouth.
I toyed with her a bit, working her near the brink of orgasm before pulling back a bit. I worked her for nearly 30 minutes before Yeji finally could not take it anymore. This time when she reached the bring, her hand reached down and held my hand in place and she humped my fingers as her other hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. When she came her orgasmic cries were muffled by my mouth as we made out. We kissed throughout her orgasm, and as she died down, I moved my lips off hers and began kissing her neck before moving back down until I was enjoying her hard nipples once again. We laid in bed for a little while before she spoke up again.
âI guess, itâs my turn now to return the favorâ she said.
âOnly if you want to,â I told her. I wanted her to do it, desperately, but I didnât want to pressure her.
âI want to,â she confirmed. I then felt her hand pet my crotch. âI really want to.â
I then sat up and Yeji got up off of the bed. Just like my first round of oral on her, Yeji got down on her knees on the floor next to the bed. I took off my shirt and moved to the edge of the bed. I thought about removing my shorts, but decided I rather watch her remove them. Once I was sitting on the edge of the bed, Yejiâs eyes moved from looking into mine, down to the obvious tenting in my shorts. Her tongue lightly grazed her lips before she gave a lip bite and reached out for the waist band of my shorts. She slowly pulled them down. More and more of my balls and shaft became exposed, and once she got the, bellow my tip my erection sprang up and slap her chin.
âOh my god, Minho? Are you joking?â She said in shock, while removing my shorts the rest of the way down my legs.
âWhat?â I asked with a big smile on my face.
âYour cock, itâsâŚwow,â she said, as she reached out and took hold of it.
âI take it you like it?â I asked as she moved it around to see it from different angle.
âWhat am I even supposed to do with all of it?â She asked as moved her hands around his shaft. As she spoke, she could not hide the big excited smile from her face.
âI think you have a pretty good idea of what to do with it.â
âMaybe,â she said playfully before puckering her lips and giving the tip a kiss. âHow have you been able to keep this hidden?â She asked as she added a second hand to the shaft, and began to lightly stroke it.
âThis weekend itâs taken a good amount of self-discipline, breathing exercises, and some strategic holding of towels and other items, to keep it hidden. I am surprised you didnât feel it when we kissed, it was pressing up you a good amount.â
âI think I was so in my head that we were kissing I must have missed the feeling, but wow,â she said with her eyes trained on my dick. Her eyes looked up at me as her face inched towards my cock. She opened he mouth and stuck out her tongue. Just before her tongue touched my cock, she gave me a wink. She then gave along show lick to the tip before closing her mouth around it and giving it a suck. For the first two minutes she just held the base in her hands while she sucked on and swirled her tongue around the tip. Since getting to know her, I had dreamed this moment multiple times, but the dreams didnât compare to the reality of actually having her look up at me while she had her lips tightly wrapped around my cock head.
Yeji then started taking more and more of my manhood into her mouth. Her lips stretched out a bit around my girth. She went down until she gagged a bit and pulled off my cock a bit. Though she was undeterred. She tried going down further a few more times, but each time she got to the same spot she would start to gag. Yeji then pulled off my cock and gasped.
âI can usually take Jihoonâs whole cock in my mouth,â she said.
âI guess Iâm just a little bit bigger than him,â I said with a smirk.
âOh yes,â she replied. âThicker too,â she added.
âDonât worry about trying to deep throat, what you were doing felt really good,â
âReally?â
âYeah.â
Hearing that what she was doing felt good seemed to give Yeji a spike of confidence as she shorted giving a more energetic blow job with zero hesitancy at all. She began moving her hand up and down my shaft while she alternated between boring her head along the top half of my shaft, and using her tongue to lick, flick and swirl around the top of my dick. While she never moved her mouth down to them, she did spend a little time playing with my balls in one of her hands.
âIâm getting close,â I warned her. She just moaned around my cock in her mouth and kept on blowing me. After another minute, I gave another warning, âSeriously, Iâm gonna cum. Where should I?â
âWhere do you want to?â Yeji asked.
In that half second, I thought about picking her up on, putting her on the bed, thrust my dick in her and give her just an epic creampie. However, I knew that wasnât an option. âI want to cover your beautiful face.â
âI should have guessed,â she said, and then went back to sucking the tip as her hand worked the shaft, really pumping it hard. It was not look after that, that the urge to blow my load became overwhelming. I couldnât barely speak, but Yeji understood what was about to happen. She pulled her mouth off my cock and salt back a bit. She aimed the tip at her face and closed her eyes just in time as the first blast hit her just above the eye brow. As I continued to cum, she began smiling and laughing a bit as her face continued to be glazed.
âIs it normally that much?â Yeji asked when I finally finished cumming.
âNot really, you just really got me going,â I told her,
âI guess so,â she said as she wiped some cum away from near her eye. She then sucked her finger clean. âI should get cleaned up,â she said before quickly getting up and walking quickly to the bathroom. My eyes followed her ass as she walked. She never shut the door behind her, and from where I sat on the bed, I could clearly see her in the bathroom. As she bent over at the sink to wash her face, I let out a groan. She looked so good, being bent over like that. My dick had deflated a bit after cumming, then I was back to full strength now as I looked over her body. I was on autopilot as I watched her and a minute later, I found myself standing in the doorway to the bathroom, looking at her. When she finished washing her face she turned to leave and saw me standing in the doorway, and yet she still approached.
She stopped herself when she was less than a foot away from her. She was close enough that my hard cock was practically touching her. She looked up at me, and I down at her.
âWe canât have sex,â she repeated, but she did so meekly. Whatever willpower she had was clearly wavering. Had I kissed her right then, I had zero doubt in my mind we would have been having wild passionate sex within minutes. But I didnât.
âYou sure?â I asked.
âYes,â she answered.
âOkay,â I told her. While I may have been able to get with her, I knew if we did, sheâd hate herself for doing it and she would have had some resentment for me. So, I decided to back down and hope that she breaks things off with her boyfriend in the near future and we could have all the guilt-free sex our bodies can handle as soon as that happens. I moved past her into the bathroom, both of us letting out a grown as our bodies accidentally brush up against one another, and then I shut the door behind me.
I took a shower and jerked off to release some of the tension. I then came up with an excuse to leave after breakfast and head back home. The temptation and desire would have been too strong had I stayed.
It was almost two weeks after that before I heard from Yeji again. And it was only via text. We texted sparingly a few times over the course of a few weeks. Then one day she texted me to let me know that she had been talking to Yuna about me, and she was going to try to set us up.
*End of flashback
âHow detailed did she get,â I asked.
âShe was pretty vivid with her details,â Yuna replied.
âReally? I didnât think sheâd ever talk about it.â
âOh she talked for quite a while about it,â Yuna said. The tone of her voice was both playful and flirty. With my mind thinking about the activities of that night, and knowing Yuna knew all the details and then agreed to meet me was getting me aroused. I adjusted myself in my swim shorts, making she see my dick went down the leg of my shorts rather than have me pitch a tent in them. As I sat back down, and looked at Yuna and even through her sunglasses I could see her eyes look down at my crotch. I then moved a little to make sure I was sitting so I was sitting directly facing Yuna.
We continued to talk for a while, with the Yeji topic being dropped and we got to know each other a little more. Yuna continued to be a little flirty, and she looked so sexy in her bikini that my heart rate was elevated. I then decided to pull a Hail Mary that I had tried four or five times with success. As we sat there sitting and talking, I slowly began working the pant leg of my swimsuit up higher and higher on my thigh. I did it slowly over about 10 minutes or so, as we continued to chat.
âSo, what are your plans after this,â she asked.
âI donât know, I have not really thought that far,â I suddenly saw her jaw drop as I talked, âI didnât reallyâŚâ
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorryâ she interrupted. âBut umm..â
âWhat?â
âAh, I donât know how else to say this, but I can see your dick,â she said. I knew she could. I was sitting facing right at her, and I have rolled up the leg of my shorts just enough that she could clearly see my cock head is she looked down between my legs, meanwhile it was covered up from anyone who did not have a direct line-of-sight up my shorts.
âOh, god, Iâm sorry,â I said acting like it was an accident.
âItâs fine, it happens,â she said.
âGuyâs cocks poking out of the bottom of their shorts is something that happens regularly to you?â
âWell, no. Not really,â Yuna laughed.
âThat better?â I asked as I rolled my short legs back down.
âI donât know, I didnât mind the view before.â
âI can put it back out if youâd like, I donât mind,â I told her.
âTempting, but probably safer for you not to be hanging out like that,â she replied.
âSafer for who?â I asked. Yuna blushed and took a sip of her drink. We were silent for a minute or so, and then Yuna spoke up.
âOne more question, about what I just saw.â
âHit me with it.â
âWere you fully hard.â
âHonestly?â I asked, and Yuna nodded, âLike steel.â
âWhy?â
âAre you joking? Look at you,â I told her. âGod, I have to control myself when I just see you smile, and now here you are in that bikini. Iâm not made of stone,â I explained.
âPlus, I brought up that night with Yeji,â she added.
âYes, that didnât help settle me down much.â
âIâm going to take a quick dip in the pool to cool off and then get a refill,â she said showing off her empty glass. âCare to join me?â
âIâd love to, but maybe I should stay here for a minute and get things a little under control before getting up. Iâll catch up in a minute,â
âSmart,â Yuna said as she got up and touched my shoulder as she walked past me. I did not even try to hide as I turned my head and looked at her ass after she walked by. Yuna looked back over her shoulder and caught me looking. She then gave a little booty wiggle in my direction before disappearing out of view. Seeing her smiling over her shoulder as she gave that shake probably added an extra two minutes to my cool down period before I could standup without the pronounced outline of an erection in my shorts.
I sat in the chair for a few minutes, trying hard not to think about Yuna or Yeji so that the swelling in my shorts would go down. When I felt confident about enough about standing up, I did so and then make my way to the pool to find Yuna. When I exposed myself, I didnât expect that sheâd become so overcome by lust sheâd jump on me right on the lounge chair. It was more just about getting the idea in her head. The most important thing was that she did not freak out or get offended, instead she continued to flirt with me before she left. And she even looked back at me when she left. So at minimum she was fine with it, and there was a chance she was more than fine with what she saw.
I walked around the pool for a little bit, then headed inside to use the bathroom before resuming my search for Yuna. Eventually I found her in the kitchen talking with a few people. She was still only dressed in her bikini and sunglasses. As soon as she saw me, she excused herself from their conversation and walked to me.
âYouâre looking a little more relaxed,â she said with her eyes darting down to my crotch before looking back up at me.
âYeah, well, who knows how long that will last now that I am back talking with you,â I flirted.
âMaybe we should get you somewhere a little less crowded so you donât embarrass yourself,â she flirted back.
âGood idea. Any suggestions?â I asked.
âWellâŚâ she said as she thought. âHave you ever been here before?â
âNo,â I admitted. âHonestly, Iâm not even sure whose house this is.â
âOh, well, then do you want to check out the rest of it, snoop around a bit?â
âSure, sounds fun.â
It was a really nice house, and a good size mini mansion as well. I probably would have enjoyed exploring the house if I didnât have other thoughts clouding my brain. She led the way and we quickly found ourselves going up stairs. As soon as we got up there, I grabbed her arm to pull her to me and I moved my hand behind her head as I went in for a kiss. Even though I moved suddenly, there was zero hesitation from Yuna as she immediately kissed me back and wrapped her arms around me. We started making out passionately in the hallway, before eventually we started to move again. We continued to make out as we fumbled around trying to find a room to get into for some privacy. The first door we got to was a closet. The next door was locked. The third door Yuna had her back to and nearly fell backward as I opened the door. We were both thankful that the room appeared to be a guest bedroom. I kicked the door shut behind me and then turned to flip the lock on the door knob. Once locked I turned back to Yuna and lifted her up in my arms. We resumed kissing until I had walked us close enough to the bed that I could toss her on it. She quickly moved to the center of the bed, and I pounced on top of her. Our lips locked once again. Now on top of her, I had no doubt she could feel how hard I am as it was pressing firmly against her.
After a few more minutes, I could not take it anymore. While I was loving being there, making out with a woman I had lusted over for years from afar, I was now too horny. I pulled away from Yunaâs lips and looked down at her. I could see the same overwhelming lust in her eyes that I was feeling. I could sense she wanted the same thing I want.
âYeah?â Was all I asked.
âYeah,â she answered confidently. After that I didnât even bother stripping off my clothes or taking the time to take hers off. I was eager, I simply slid up the leg of my swim trucks to my crotch to uncover my dick and ball, and then I simply hooked her bikini bottom and pulled them to the side. As I exposed her shaved pussy, my finger could feel how wet she was and also the heat emanating from between her legs.
I lined myself up, and even just feeling her soft wet lips against the tip of my cock was enough to get me to let out a slight moan. I looked her in the eye and she gave me a head nod. With that I quickly thrusted the first two third of my cock into her. Yuna let out a grunt as she felt me suddenly enter her. I pulled out some, before thrusting forward again and pushing my full cock into her. I then paused. I wanted to take stock of where I was at that moment. I wanted to save the memory of her face looking up at me, and the feeling of her warm, wet pussy tightly squeezing my manhood.
I wish I could say I rocked her world after that. That I showed of my stamina, and some moves that I had learned over the years. Instead, three minutes after entering her, I found myself announcing. âJesus, Iâm gonna cum!â
âMe too,â she said which shocked me. I kept thrusting until I could not hold back any longer. At the last possible second, I pulled out and my dick erupted all over her toned stomach. I grunted as came all over her, and Yuna let out a long loud moan as she came as well. When I finished summing, I leaned down and kissed her, and as I moved my body off of hers, I began moving my lips from hers to along her neck and collarbone. Eventually the two of were laying side by side. Yuna was the first of us to speak.
âIâm not usually that fast,â she confessed.
âMe neither,â I told her. âI just⌠Iâve been fantasizing about doing that with you for so long, and youâre so beautiful. I just kind of loss control.â
âThatâs sweet,â she said with a laugh. âThatâs not what I meant thought. Although, yes, that was a pretty fast climax for me as well.â She then turned onto her side and looked at me. âI meant I donât usually hop into bed with person I just met.â
âOh, okay. Me neither.â I told her. âThough itâs not for lack of trying.â Yuna laughed at my joke. When she finished laughing, she looked down at her stomach which was coated in cum. She grabbed a blanket that was on the bed and began cleaning herself off.
âIâm surprised you didnât finish inside of me.â
âMe too. God knows I wanted to.â
âSo why didnât you?â
âBecause I didnât know if you wanted me to, and I didnât want you storming off all mad. And also, because I didnât want to cum in you yet.â
âWhyâs that?â She asked as she tossed the cum stained blanket to the floor.
âBecause then I wouldnât have been able to do this,â I said a quickly got on top of her again, and then moved down her body. Her bikini bottoms were still pulled to the side, but I lifted her legs up and pulled her bottoms off. Once she was bottomless, I put her legs over my shoulders and pushed my face down between her legs. Once again, I skipped my usual teasing, and got right to the point. I might have wanted to taste her more than she even wanted me to go down on her, so I immediately tasted and attacked her pussy with my lips and tongue. Yuna gripped the sheets as I ate her out like Iâd been on a hunger fast for the last week.
âOh wow, Yeji was right,â Yuna moaned.
âRight about what?â I asked between licks.
âThat youâre good with her tongue.â
âShe said that?â
âShe said a lot of things. But mostly it was about how she didnât know just how good receiving oral could be until you did it to her.â Hearing that was a major confidence boost, but also made me think about how the second she and Jihoon break up, I am going to wreck that girl. Just take multiple days off of work, and do things to her that would make her forget about every guy sheâd ever dated. But until then, I had Yuna to please.
âWell, I guess I have a lot to live up to then,â I said as I moved two fingers inside of the idol and began rubbing and feeling for that G-spot. While Yeji had tried to hide her pleasurable moans at first, Yuna never did. It didnât matter that we were in a house full of guests, that for all we knew could have all been right outside listening in, she moaned and acted as though we were in an empty home. And with each sound from her lips and movement from her body, it only encouraged me to do more, which made her react even more.
I had my tongue on her clit as I fingered her when she came. When I heard her orgasmic moans, I pulled my face away to watch her reaction to climaxing. Seeing Yunaâs O-face was one of the most erotic face Iâd ever seen in my life. When she recovered and opened her eyes to see me looking down at her, she sprung upright and wrapped an arm behind my head to pull me in for a kiss. My face was still sloppy wet with her pussy juices. The two of us made out, me on my knees and her sitting up. As we kissed, my hand traveled to her handful sized arrest and I could feel her hard nipple pressing through the fabric of her top. I kept feeling up Yuna as we kissed until she suddenly pulled away. She didnât say anything, but she had a big happy smile on her face as she reached behind her back and untied her bikini and ripped her top off completely. She now laid on the bed fully nude.
âGezz Yuna, it there any part of you that isnât immaculate?â I asked as I studied her small breasts that were incredibly perky.
âSpeaking of immaculate,â Yuna said as she reached down and took hold of my cock. âFeels like someone is ready to go again.â
âOh, Iâve ready to go since the last round ended, I just wanted to make sure I got a chance to taste your pussy before we got too far along.â
âWell, I hope it was worth it,â she said as she stroked me.
âIt was better than I dreamed it would be.â
âYouâre such a sweet talker,â she said and then pulled me down to her for a kiss. After breaking the kiss, she told me, âNow roll over, I want to ride this beast.â
I pushed off my shorts and laid on my back, and Yuna quickly pounced on top of me. My hard cock desperate for attention as she straddled me with her pussy just barely hovering over me. She looked down at me, and move her dangling hair back behind her. She bit her lip for a second as we just looked at each other, then she suddenly dropped down and let out a grunting moan as her pussy was once again stretched out by my hard cock.
âDonât move,â she told me, as she bent down to kiss me. She did not move her hips at all as we made out for the first few minutes. Instead, she just soaked while we kissed. She felt to warm, wet and tight while wrapped around my cock, and the feeling only got better as she began to move her hips. Her lips were still attached to mine while she rolled her hips along my shaft. She let out a moan as my hands went to her breasts and began playing with her sensitive hard nipples. Eventually I just pulled her forward so that I could suck on her tantalizing nipples.
She moved slowly for a while, really drawing things out as she rode me, but as time passed, she began moving faster. And as her orgasm started to build, Yuna began moving her body faster and faster. Eventually, sitting up straight and putting her hands down on my chest for leverage. Her eyes locked in on mine for the next several minutes until she was on the brink of climax. When it finally hit her eyes went wide and as did her mouth. Yuna stopped moving and let out a long loud moan as she came once again. She closed her eyes and her hands move up her breast and she squeezed her nipples a bit as orgasmed. As the sensation started to die down, she slumped down and kissed me once again. Even when she stopped kissing me, she remained on top of me, with her hands brushing against her hard nipples.
âCan we switch to doggy,â I asked between kisses.
âYou tired of kissing me?â She said, pulling away sounding disappointed.
âWhat? No,â I replied defensively. âIâve just spent a lot of time today admiring your ass thatâŚâ
âIâm messing with you,â she said playfully with a smile. âYouâre not the first guy who's wanted to check out my ass as we have sex.â
Yuna then got off him, and got onto her hands and knees. Moving behind her, I was greeted to the immaculate site of her nude ass on full display for me, and depending on the angle I looked I could all see her wet pussy peeking out underneath, begging to be penetrated once again. I reached out and gave both her cheeks a few nice had squeezes before moving my hands to her hips. Once again, I have an initial hard deep thrust, during my cock inside of her which she seemed to love.
I knew I was not going to last too much longer as soon as we started doggy, but I Madde the most of the experience. Admiring her great ass, and taking in the site of how her ass shook with each time I thrust into her. I made sure to also reach under her and I alternate between playing with her nipple and her clit while railing her from behind. Yuna also did not help me stay under control as she moved her body as well. Rolling her hips so her whole body seemed to move in a wave with her ass pushing back to me each time to meet my cock as I pushed forward. I could only hold out for so long before I could not hold back any longer.
âIf you wanted me to finish inside you before, youâre about to get your wish,â I told her.
âUmm, yes do it,â she moaned, but then suddenly she changed her mind and yell, âWait! No! Donât!â Yuna then quickly spun around and faced me. Or more to the point, faced my cock. âDo it on my face,â she told me.
âYou sure?â
âYes, I love it,â she replied. Hearing that Yuna loved receiving facials was mind-blowing, and I was all too willing to acquiesce to her request. I gave my shaft a few strokes, and that it was all it took before I began firing ropes of jizz all over the most beautiful face Iâd ever seen. Yuna looked to be very happy when I finished with streaks of cum all across her face. She then asked, âHow do I look?â
âSexy as fuck,â I replied honestly. âThough, what caused the change of heart on where you wanted me to cum?â
âI remembered Yeji said you went down on her for over a half an hour when you two got together, and I wanted to see if I could get you to double that for me.â
âOh, Iâd be more than will,â I told her. âBut we should probably go to your place or mine if weâre going to do that.â
âGood call,â she said and then gave me a kiss on the cheek. Some of my own cum pressed on my face when she did so. She then got up and made her way to the bathroom attached to the bedroom, but as she did so, she passed a mirror. She momentarily stopped in front of the mirror and looked at her cum covered face. She gave a quick kissy face pose to the mirror followed by another silly tongue out pose, before continuing on to the bathroom to get clean up.
When she came out of the bedroom I was fully dressed and just sat back and admired her naked body as she walked around the room collecting her bathing suit before putting it back on.
âReady to go?â She asked.
âIâm ready to follow that beautiful ass wherever you want to go.â
She then reached out and took my hand and we waked towards the bedroom door together. Just before opening the door, she said, âThen come on, letâs go to my place and do some stuff that will cause Yeji to finger herself raw after I tell her about it.â
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