#like idk if you have ever seen a kitten desperate to escape but they are furry fury do not touch

[yeontanismypresident]

Behave | myg + myj

a/n: oof okay so this idea came up bc @cultagustd, @minyoongleschimjoongles​, and i were having a uh spicy convo about what we want to do/have done to us by yoongi and yoonji and a lot of my kinks are being exposed so efhdc i also still suck at smut so pls don’t come and attack me, i know it’s not the best gtuhvf here you go enjoy umu 

Yoongi and Yoonji are not related in this.

pairing: min yoonji x gender neutral!reader x min yoongi 

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 3.6k

warning(s): deepthroating, fingering, spit, double penetration, spitroasting, sex toys, yoonji being a sexy ass bitch holy fUCk, collars, hickeys, spanking, choking, sex lol, yoongi bc holy fuck i love him and yes he is a warning, hair pulling, subspace, face riding, thigh riding, i think that’s it idk i might have also added some warnings that didn’t make the final draft so i apologize t_t

“You’re being such a good boy for me, kitten,” you say, gently circling the butt plug against his rim, smirking when you hear the way he whines. He pushes back against it, trying to get it to enter him. 

You tsk in disappointment, pulling it away and landing a hard smack on his left ass cheek, "Stay. Still." The whimper he lets out shoots straight to your lower abdomen, and the way he sticks his ass out, even more, causes you to moan. 

Rubbing your hand against his cheek soothingly, you grab the butt plug. Gathering spit in your mouth, you let it dribble onto the toy before placing it against his rim once again. He holds his breath, unconsciously clenching. 

"Relax, kitten," you say gently, pushing the tip in ever so slowly when he relaxes. 

Yoongi lets out a guttural groan, head and chest falling forward. He holds his breath as more of the sex toy enters him. You watch with hunger and desire as his hole stretches around the thickest part. Your boyfriend gasps when it pops the rest of the way in, squeezing around it, loving the feeling of being full. He wishes it was your strap instead, but he knows he'll get that later, especially if he behaves tonight. 

"You okay, kitten?" your voice is tender, fingers toying with the plug, teasingly tugging at it. 

He pants, nodding his head and wiggling his ass, "Yes, baby. I feel good."

"Are you ready to go out?" you ask him, getting up from your spot on the ground. Walking to the dresser, you grab the black kitten ears before making your way back to where he was still kneeling. Placing the cat ears next to the tail on the bed, you hum in satisfaction.

Yoongi gets off his hands, now just on his knees, and looks at you, "I'm ready. I promise I'll be your good boy." 

"I know you will, kitten," you're next to him now, hand cupping his jaw, "You're always a good boy for me." Adding force to your grip, you open his mouth and spit. The wanton moan he releases causes you to clench your legs together, trying to get some type of friction. 

It's nearly silent in Namjoon's studio, the only sounds being the quiet beats playing throughout the room, and Hoseok and his mumbling about the song. Yoongi crosses his legs, coughing to cover the whine he let out when the sex toy nudged his prostate.

Hoseok tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed in thought, "You okay, Yoongi-hyung?" You smirk, discreetly putting your hand into your pocket, and turning on the toy to the lowest setting.

"Yeah, you look a lil red, hyung," Namjoon says, concerned over their friend. 

Yoongi nods his head, gulping when he feels you turn it to the next setting, "Y-yeah, I'm fine! Ju-just a little h-hot." His voice cracks multiple times as he speaks, and his already red cheeks burn even more.

"Okay, if you say so..." Hoseok trails off, still eyeing the mint-haired man suspiciously. He was always so calm and collected, yet right now he was nervously fidgeting around, perspiration building on his forehead. 

Your boyfriend nearly chokes as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting. His head snaps in your direction, staring at you with wide eyes. He shifts in his seat, barely hearing the electric whirl of the toy inside him. Glancing at his two best friends, he notices they're both focused on the song they were working on, and he sighs in relief. He'd never hear the end of it if they were to know what was happening. 

Yoonji sings along to the song playing on the radio as she drives home. She had a long day at work, and she wanted nothing more than to just relax. The raven-haired woman frowns as thunder is heard, and lightning flashes across the darkening sky. Hopefully I can get into my house before it starts raining, she thinks to herself. As if to taunt her, it starts to pour. Hard. 

She can barely see out of her windshield, squinting her cat-like eyes, trying not to crash. Lightning strikes down a few feet ahead of her, and she continues driving, not realizing she had just entered an alternate universe, for it was raining there as well. Turning down the familiar street, she parks in the driveway and cuts the engine. 

Unlocking her door, she makes a mad dash to the front door, moving to unlock that as well. Slipping inside, she huffs and shakes her head, her slightly wet hair flicking little droplets of liquid everywhere. As she takes off her shoes, she hears a loud moan coming from her bedroom. Quietly making her way there, she tilts her head in confusion. Why the fuck would someone be in her place and moaning? 

Stopping in front of the bedroom door, she places her hand on the doorknob, takes a deep breath, and pushes the door open. There, in front of her, stood someone cooing at a kneeling man. Taking a closer look, she notices the male looks scarily like her. Before she knows it, she can feel arousal pooling in her lower stomach. She looks you up and down, licking her lips as impure thoughts cloud her mind. She smirks when you notice her, your eyes going wide, body freezing up at the beautiful woman in front of you. Next to you, Yoongi whines your name, wanting your attention back on him.

Yoonji takes in the scene, noticing the way you’re standing over Yoongi. She hums in mock disappointment, shaking her head, “Yeah, this isn’t gonna work. Y/n, get the fuck on your knees. Now.” 

You gulp, immediately doing as she had ordered. Once you’re on your knees, she walks closer, making your breathing pick up. You had dreamed of this happening ever since you had seen Yoongi dressed in that school girl's uniform. 

"You look so pretty, little bunny," she hums as she runs her fingers gently through your hair.

The pet name has your eyes fluttering shut, a sigh escaping your lips as you relax into her touch. A broken moan tumbles from your mouth when she suddenly grips your locks and gives it a hard tug. You're reminded of your boyfriend when his whimper sounds throughout the room.

Chancing a glance at him, you can see him still on his knees next to you, cheeks flushed and eyes blown wide. His cock is hard, tip slightly purple, precum leaking down the front. You lick your lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to choke on it. 

Yoonji tugs your head to face her again, a sneer on her face, "I know what you're thinking, bunny, and the only thing you're choking on is my cock." 

"Yes, ma'am!" you grit out, liquid gathering in your eyes at the slight pain on your scalp. You now understand why Yoongi loves getting his hair pulled. It was just the right mix of pain and pleasure. 

She grins, "Good. Now, here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and suck me off. Got that?" 

You frantically shake your head up and down, licking your lips at the images that flash through your mind. Yoonji slowly unbuttons her blouse, her long, delicate fingers flexing. You can feel yourself throb, wanting to feel those fingers down your throat. Once her shirt is off, your breath gets caught in your throat. You take in the way her smooth, milky skin shines in the moonlight beaming through the curtains. She's so ethereal, you think to yourself.

She unclasped her bra, and saliva collects in your mouth, wanting to sink your teeth into her breasts, to watch her pale skin turn red and purple. Yoonji stares at you with dark eyes, glancing at your boyfriend to see him staring at you with adoration. She smirks before quickly stepping out of her skirt. You groan loudly when you notice she's wearing nothing but a strap-on under the skirt.

Yoonji sits on the edge of the bed, beckoning you over to her with her finger. Desperately needing to please her, you quickly crawl towards her, stopping to kneel between her spread legs. Her digits tangle in your hair, one hand grasping the plastic cock and tapping the head on your bitten lips. 

Sticking out your tongue, you gaze up at her with wide eyes full of lust. She groans low in her throat before slipping the tip into your mouth. Fingers tightening in your locks, she suddenly pushes your head down onto her, biting her lip when she hears you gag. 

"Being such a good bunny," her voice is husky with desire, "Choking on my cock like the little slut you are." 

Her words have you whining in the back of your throat, tears falling as you take more of her cock in, tongue slurping around the thick length. God, you can't wait until it's pounding into you from the back. The tip hits the back of your esophagus, causing you to swallow around it. Off to the side, Yoongi is watching with lidded eyes, gaze focused on the way the front of your throat bulges every time you go down. 

Getting bored, Yoonji grabs your hair and harshly pulls you off of her, relishing in the way you whimper. Pulling you up from your kneeling position, she gently throws you onto the middle of the bed, "Hands and knees, bunny." 

Doing as told, you position yourself on your hands and knees, arching your back and sticking your ass out. A squeal leaves you as she smacks your ass five times. Climbing behind you, she grabs your waist with one hand while the other slowly guides the fake cock into you. A long drawn out moan tumbles past your lips as her hips snap forward until she's buried to the hilt. 

"W-what about me?" Yoongi nervously whispers out, not wanting to get into trouble for speaking without permission. He wanted you to have this moment, really he did, but he was also feeling left out, and just wanted to be near you.

Yoonji starts with slow and deep thrusts, looking over to stare at Yoongi with her cat-like eyes full of dominance, "Get on the bed and kneel in front of her." 

Yoongi is quick to follow the order, scrambling to kneel in front of you. He brings a shaky hand out towards you before quickly retreating it. He didn't know if he was allowed to touch you. Your boyfriend sighs with relief when you smile at him, and he quickly scoots closer, hands coming down to hold yours. 

Yoonji pulls out a small remote, where the fuck did she even get it, and hands it to you, "Here you go, bunny. Play with your little sub." 

Smirking, you watch Yoongi's facial expression as you turn the vibrator to the highest setting right from the beginning. He lets out a cry, body tensing as shivers wrack through his tiny frame. You coo at him, loving his reaction. Though, it's now your turn to cry out as Yoonji's thrusts pick up their pace, soon jackhammering into you. 

“Please, please can I cum?" Yoongi begs, tears gathering in his eyes and clinging to his lashes. You look behind you at Yoonji, wondering what her answer would be.

Yoonji slows her thrusts, hips flush against your ass, "He's your sub. You get to decide, bunny."

You stare at Yoongi, taking in his appearance. He's sat in front of you, cock leaking with precum. You can hear the whirl of the vibrator stuffed in his ass, set on the highest level. Right as you open your mouth to speak, Yoonji cuts you off.

"There's a twist, though," she starts, and you can hear the smirk in her words, "It's either you or him, bunny. Either he gets to cum, or you do." 

Chewing on your bottom lip, you stare into Yoongi's eyes, seeing the desperation in them. He's been such a good boy for you, and there's nothing you love more than seeing him cum. The way his eyes squeeze shut, his mouth opening in a silent scream. Fuck.

Your voice is soft and loving as you answer her, "I want him to cum, not me. He's been such a good boy tonight, following orders without any complaints." You can tell Yoongi likes the praise, his eyes gazing at you with that hazy look he always gets. 

"Are you close, baby boy?" you hum, trailing a finger down his cock, smirking when it twitches. 

Yoongi frantically nods as he grinds up into your hand, his chest heaving with how hard he was breathing. You had already given him permission, but he wanted to be 100 percent sure this is what you wanted. "Are you sure I can cum?" 

"Of course, baby," you say, your heart filling with love at how he asks. Here he was, so close to cumming, and he was making sure you didn't want to cum first. What a good, little sub, you think to yourself.

You grip his cock, feeling it throb in your hand, and start to jerk him off fast. Your voice is hard and commanding when you say, "Cum."

Yoongi's body freezes before shivering at the force of his orgasm. His eyes roll back, tears sliding down his cheeks, his mouth open as he lets out a scream, his cum landing on his stomach and chest. His fingers scramble to try and find something to grab a hold of. Grasping his hands in yours, you place little kisses on his knuckles. His grip is hard, clenching onto your hands like they're his lifeline.

"Good boy, you're such a good boy for me, baby," you whisper, continuing to peck his fingers. Praises leave your lips as he comes down from his high, "You look so pretty when you cum, baby boy. My good baby boy."

He opens his eyes and looks at you with a hazy gaze, mouth slightly parted. You can tell he's entered subspace judging by the look in his eyes. Smiling at him, you lean up to cup his face. Bringing your lips to meet his, you tenderly kiss him, whispering, "I love you," against his swollen lips. He mumbles it back before kissing you again. 

You break the kiss with a broken gasp as Yoonji starts thrusting into you. You had almost forgotten she was there, and you can tell she knows by how hard she spanks you. Her pace is fast and hard, strap-on dragging against your walls and hitting all the right places. 

"Y-Yoonji," you whine, fingers gripping the bed sheets tightly, knuckles turning white. Yoongi grabs them, allowing you to grip his hands instead. He watches as you close your eyes, leaning forward to lightly kiss your nose. A small grin forms on your face at his cute gesture, his giggle music to your ears.

One of Yoonji's hands finds its way to your hair, tangling in your locks while the other is holding your waist with a bruising grip. Her voice is low as she pants out, "Yeah? You like that, bunny? Like being a good little fuck toy for me?" 

"Yes, m-ma'am!" you cry out, tears building behind your lids. She was fucking you so well, and you were so fucking close to cumming. You can that coil in your lower stomach, can feel it ready to snap. Just a little bit more- 

A sob escapes your trembling lips, your orgasm dying down. Why did she stop? You were being such a good bunny for her, followed every order she had given you.

Yoonji bends forward, sweaty chest against your back, her voice soothing, "Sh, it's okay, baby, shh. Don't cry, little bunny." 

"W-why did you stop?" you stuttered, clenching around the toy inside you, "I thought it w-would be my t-turn." 

She pecks your shoulder, rubbing soothing circles on your hips, "You do, baby, but wouldn't you rather cum from your sub's mouth and fingers?" 

Sniffling, you pathetically nod your head, teary gaze meeting your boyfriend's. There was sadness in his stare and a frown on his face. You tilt your head in confusion, silently question him as to why he was sad. 

"I don't like it when you cry," he mumbles, a bright blush coating his dumpling cheeks. You giggle, overwhelmed with love for him. 

Yoonji slowly pulls out of you, shushing you when you groan. She gently turns you over onto your back, leaving a passionate kiss on your mouth. Grabbing your legs, she tugs you down to the end of the bed. Your breath hitches, thinking she was going to go down on you. Yet, when she instead climbs back onto the bed, you're confused.

"Get on your knees, baby boy," Yoonji orders your boyfriend. He scrambles off the bed to kneel between your legs, and she takes his previous spot behind you.

She wraps one hand around your throat, causing you to gasp. Her voice is throaty as she speaks, "Here's what's gonna happen. Yoongi is gonna eat you out, and he won't stop until I say so. Is that clear?" 

"Yes, ma'am," you barely get out while Yoongi just nods obediently. 

The girl behind you reaches around you and grasps Yoongi's hair. Yoonji shoves Yoongi's head between your legs, her fingers gripping his hair tightly, causing him to whimper. He sticks his tongue out, licking a long strip up your thigh, leaving a trail of spit. He suckles the skin, creating red and purple bruises on your soft skin. You whine when he places his mouth everywhere but where you need him most.

You grip Yoongi's soft, mint-colored hair in your hands and tug, a moan stuck in your throat when he nips the soft flesh of your inner thigh. Taking pity on you, and not wanting to be punished, he finally places his hot, wet mouth on your most sensitive parts. 

You cry out, already feeling on the brink of orgasm when he starts to lick and suck. Head falling back to rest on Yoonji's shoulder, you whine and whimper. Her grip on your throat tightens, making you feel lightheaded in the best way. 

"You like that, bunny?" she asks, teeth nipping at your earlobe, "Like the way he fucks you with his tongue?" 

You pathetically whine, nodding your head as tears cascade down your rosy cheeks, "Y-yes! I love it so much, he's so good, oh my god."

"What if he added a finger? What if he added three straight away?" Yoonji hums, leaving a trail of kisses from your jaw down to your neck, creating her own hickeys across your skin.

Yoongi does exactly that, pushing three long fingers into you, his mouth traveling down to your shaking thighs. His fingers fuck you fast and hard, hitting your sweet spot straight on, causing you to scream out. 

"Can I cum, ma'am?" you beg, "Please? I need to cum." 

Yoonji hums, "I don't know, do you think she deserves to cum, Yoongi?" Your boyfriend pulls his mouth away from you, looking up at the two of you. You beg him with your eyes, beg him to let you cum. 

Feeling playful, he answers, "No, I don't think she does." A sob gets stuck in your throat, stomach clenching as you try so hard not to cum. 

How could he do this to you? You had let him cum right away, let him get his release instead of yous, and this is how he repays you?

"Oh? Hear that, bunny? Your baby boy said no," she says mockingly, a hand coming down to your chest, pinching your nipple. 

You hiccup, "Please! I've been so good! I need to cum, fuck, please!" Your head feels all fuzzy, can feel yourself entering subspace. 

"Mhm, you have been good for me, baby," she whispers as she brings both her hands to grip your thighs, pulling them apart, "You can cum, bunny." 

Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, the force of it causing your body to shake. You sob out both of their names, tears falling from your shut eyes. Your eyes fly open when Yoongi continues to fuck you with his fingers, adding a fourth one. 

You whine, trying to wiggle away from him, "Too much." Yoonji's hold on you is tight, making sure you couldn't escape your boyfriend's actions. 

"You're gonna be a good, little fuck toy and take it," Yoonji states, loving the way your whole body is shaking. She can tell you're already close, ready to burst again. 

You gasp, fingers finding the bed sheets and gripping them, "I can't! It's too much!" 

"You can, and you will," she knows you can handle it, knows you can cum one more time. 

The second Yoongi adds his tongue to the mix, your second orgasm hits you, and this time you blackout from the force of it. The last thing you remember is hearing Yoonji telling you what a good bunny you are, and Yoongi saying he loves you. 

You groan as you slowly open your eyes, feeling warmth surrounding you. Turning your head to the right, you see Yoongi cuddled into your side, little snores leaving him. Sighing when you feel fingers gently combing through your hair, you turn to see Yoonji staring at you with soft eyes and a small smile. 

"How are you feeling, bunny?" she whispers, not wanting to wake your sleeping boyfriend.

You smack your lips together, "I feel great, a little tired." Your voice is scratchy, nearly gone from all your screaming. "Wait! You didn't get to cum!" you quietly exclaim, about to climb on top of her, but she stops you.

"It's okay, bunny," she coos, "Just go to sleep. You can help me next time, okay?" Next time? There's gonna be a next time? You grin stupidly, eyes fluttering shut as you mumble out your agreement, unaware of the way she gazes at you.

tagging: @sagey-rages

[alice-dont-break]

hello this is shameless smut pls enjoy!! kinda fluffy and oops sorry idk how to write smut for them without giving ant a little bit of top energy

cw: post-pregnancy body insecurity at first and then just filth

Every Inch | Janthony Smut

When Anthony got home from work, he first found his 6-week old baby sound asleep in the bassinet in the living room. He smiled, but tiptoed upstairs immediately because despite wanting to stare at her cute little face, waking her would be disturbing the rare peace and quiet his wife was surely savoring. When he got upstairs and entered the bedroom, he found a pile of Jasmine’s clothes on the floor and a light on in the bathroom. Intrigued, he peeked his head past the door and laid eyes on the most stunning silhouette he’d ever seen.

Jasmine was standing in front of the mirror, fully undressed, looking over her shoulder at her reflection.

“Wow,” he breathed, getting her attention.

“Oh, hey sorry,” she said. She hugged herself and reached past him for the robe hanging off the door, but he gently caught her wrist. He stepped her away from the door, and took in the delicious sight in front of him.

“Damn, baby, why would you ever say sorry for giving me a look at this work of art. You admiring yourself... can I join?”

“You can stay but I’m not admiring,” she mumbled, rolling her eyes. She tried to twist away, but Anthony grasped her other hand.

“Hm?” He didn’t want to push her, but he couldn’t ignore the sadness in her eyes.

“I’m just... I don’t feel sexy anymore. Ever. This is so stupid but I literally made my mom watch bubba for an hour today so I could go to Victoria’s Secret and even with brand new sexy lingerie I felt disgusting. Do I even turn you on anymore? We haven’t done anything since...” Her voice was weak and shaky, and her lips were tightly pursed.

“Baby... baby girl you turn me on like crazy. God, look at you... you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” he crooned. “I just didn’t wanna rush or hurt you, but I hate that you aren’t seeing what I see. Can I show you babe?”

Jasmine furrowed her brow, but reluctantly nodded. Anthony then led her by the hand back to the mirror, where he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He nuzzled up to her shoulder as they both looked at her reflection. As Anthony looked her up and down, his eyes smouldered with lust.

“God, where do I even begin,” he groaned. “I mean, the easiest is your face. Your eyes just stun me, whether they’re soft and you’re laughin’ or looking at our baby, or piercing like your mad or tryna rile me up.”

Jasmine’s cheeks had flushed red and she tried to look away, only to be brought back to center by Anthony’s thumb on her chin.

“Your skin,” he continued while caressing her cheek with the back of his hand, “just flawless.”

She leaned into his touch and let a weak smile escape.

“Mmm and your lips, baby,” he smiled. He cupped her chin with his fingers and brushed over her supple lips with his thumb. He was dying to kiss her, but knew once he started he’d never stop, and there was too much more he wanted to say.

“Your hair, your curls... gorgeous through every state of being.” He smiled into the side of her head, inhaling the scent of her shampoo, then nipped at her ear and trailed kisses down her jaw and neck.

“And your neck,” he whispered, sending chills down her spine, “because it lets me get the sexiest moans from you.” Proving his point, he sunk his teeth into the tender flesh, hard enough to melt her without really hurting, and she threw her head back against his shoulder as a soft gasp escaped her parted lips.

He chuckled into her collarbone, and continued exploring her skin with his mouth and hands, covering every inch of her upper back, shoulders, and chest with attention. Jasmine was fully flushed with a little bit of self consciousness, but also awareness of the heat growing between her legs. His hand wandered back down from her shoulders to her waist to pull her back flush against his chest, before roaming back up to cup her breasts.

“God, and these... Jas you know I’ve always been an ass guy, and trust me we’ll get to that, but I’ve never seen anything sexier than these tits ever since you were pregnant. They’re so big... huge... and I love how just a little attention like this,” he mumbled as he circled his fingers around her nipples with a slight pinch, “gets such a reaction... god Jasmine I could spend all day just working your tits.”

As he talked, he was kneading the tender flesh with the palms of his hands and kissing her shoulders, and Jasmine could have sworn she was going to start dripping down her inner thigh. Her buds were pebbled and she writhed under his touch as he brushed over them.

“And baby, I know you’ve been self conscious about this area,” he said more softly, letting his hands slide down her waist and hips to land just where her baby bump had been only a month ago. He peppered kisses to the seam of her neck and shoulder as he rubbed his thumbs over her hip bones. “These curves are a work of art. Your shape is stunning, Jas, it’s so sexy whether you’re a million months pregnant, one week post-baby, or whatever else. I like having something to grab, too, but don’t think I haven’t noticed your abs comin’ back.” he winked with another soft bite to her earlobe and a squeeze around her hips.

Jasmine was leaning against him now with her head thrown back on his shoulder, as his mouth, his raspy voice, his touch all left her trembling. He took his chance to turn her sideways to face him and reached down to grab her ass with both hands.

“God, this ass, baby... ugh it’s just so fucking sexy. The way it’s so perfectly tight and round, especially when you wear them jeans I like, but then bounces when I’m fuckin’ up into you... or when I’m taking you from behind with my fiery handprints all over...”

Anthony was testing his own patience now, and cut himself off with another bite to her shoulder. He gestured for her to jump up and hoisted her so her legs were wrapped around his waist and his hands were gripping her thighs.

“Your legs baby, they’re so strong and toned, and even though you’re short enough to tuck right into my side, they look long and sexy and I just want to mark em all up your inner thighs... show anyone who dares to look at you in a tight lil skirt that you’re mine.”

While he spoke, he carried her slowly out of the bathroom and over to the bed. The whole way, she could feel his hardened bulge pressing against her, and was sure there would be a wet patch where her core met his waist.

When he reached the bed, he dropped her down and hovered overtop so he could whisper in her ear. “Now can I show you the next part of you I think is sexy?” He rasped. Jasmine was breathless, and could only nod eagerly. After a chaste peck to her lips, Anthony sank down to rest between her thighs, which he spread open with his hands splayed across her caramel skin.

“Mmm, this pussy,” he growled against the meeting of her leg and her mound, letting the vibration of his words send shockwaves through her already electrified body. “Always so wet and needy for me. God look at you baby, you’re fucking soaked already, hm? All for me?”

Jasmine nodded and moaned a “yes”, as Anthony chuckled.

Slowly, he prodded his tongue to part her folds, and licked a slow stripe all the way up. The sound she made was slow, husky and pained. She was already aching for more. “Your taste, babe, your juices are the sweetest damn taste in the world.”

He continued to take his time, drawing long strokes and tasting every inch of her core, until his tongue started circling her entrance. As soon as it poked inside, her hips bucked, begging for more, though a whimper was all she could muster. He used one finger to gather her juices, then slowly pressed inside.

“So fucking tight, soft walls squeeze me so tight, even when you’re nearly screamin’ and you’re asking if it’s too much, you take me so, so good baby.”

“Another,” she moaned loudly, “please.” Anthony smirked and happily obeyed, adding a second finger to her wetness.

He thrust slowly in and out, before pausing to scissor his digits and feel the stretch of her velvet insides. Her breath hitched with every movement and he wondered how much longer she could last.

“Baby hold it together, I haven’t even gotten to the best part. The sexiest part of this perfect pussy is this adorable little bud,” he grinned, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to her clit.

“Ant,” she breathed desperately.

“So sweet, so sexy the sounds I can get out of you with just the slightest touch,” he said. Anthony pointed his tongue and started flicking the sensitive area, as his fingers continued to probe deep inside. “Seriously the cutest little thing I’ve ever played with.”

“Anthony,” she moaned again, her voice growing more ragged and hungry with his every move.

“Mhmm baby... and the sexiest thing of all, my love, is how you look when you come undone.”

He heard the faintest gasp escape her lips, so with a final smirk he wrapped his lips around her swollen bud and suckled lightly as he curled his fingers deep inside her. With his free hand, he reached up and rolled her hard nipple between his fingers, as her moans became more like screams. Within seconds he felt her soft walls tighten around his fingers, and her thighs lift up off the bed.

“Ant I’m gonna... I’m gonna...”

“I’ve got you,” he purred, “come for me, princess. I’ve got you.”

Jasmine fell apart. Every sliver of tension that had been building for the past two months came undone as a wave of fire ravaged her senses. Her back arched and her head flopped back with a loud and luscious sigh, as her pussy fluttered around Anthony’s fingers. He continued gentle kitten licks to her most sensitive area as his fingers lazily moved to ride her through her high. Suddenly, Jasmine felt a massive release and Anthony felt a flood wash over his fingers and chin. He was entranced by the effect he had on her body, continuing to press with his fingers, and let his tongue roam downward to taste her juices, until Jasmine was fully limp beneath him.

When he was certain there were no more aftershocks to rock her, he pressed a final kiss to her warmth and climbed back up to hover over her face. With both hands cupping her cheeks, he leaned down to kiss her forehead tenderly.

“Did I...” she asked timidly between heavy pants. Her cheeks were flushed red, and Anthony added to their warmth with soft, wet kisses.

“Squirt? Yep,” he smirked, obviously proud of the new level of pleasure he’d unlocked for her. “That was new... and maybe the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

“Ant that... that was... oh my god.... i need to...” As she struggled to form sentences, she seemed to be making a move to repay the favor, but Anthony just put a firm hand on her shoulder.

“You aren’t going anywhere, babe,” he teased. “You look so utterly fucked out that I’m genuinely worried you may have trouble walking all week despite not actually having had a cock inside you.”

Jasmine’s eyes were still slightly rolling to the back of her head, so Anthony just chuckled at her grumbles and gave her a chaste kiss. “Stay here, love, gonna get you a cloth. You’re literally soaked in your own cum.”

“Later... show you lingerie... s’new,” she murmured.

“Whenever you’re ready love, but not before a nap. Besides, as excited as I am to see it, I don’t know how you could possibly get any sexier.”

Instead of protesting as she did earlier, she looked up at Anthony with a faint, adorable little smile that warmed his heart.

When he got back from the bathroom only twenty seconds later, Jasmine’s eyes were closed with her mouth hanging open just slightly. He couldn’t help but chuckle at how absolutely worn out she was, so he just let her sleep. As the mother of a six-week old baby, she needed it with or without a mind-blowing orgasm. After using the warm cloth to wipe down her thighs and through her folds, he grabbed a blanket to drape over them as he laid on his side and pulled her close. With a quick glance at the baby monitor to ensure the little one was continuing to cooperate with his unplanned mission, he leaned his forehead against her temple and peppered little kisses to her cheeks as her heavy breath lulled him into a trance. He rubbed the soft skin at her waist as he kept pulling her tighter into his side, and focused on giving her all his warmth, comfort and attention, with the hope that she’d be at least slightly coherent again when she woke up.

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Uuhhhhh shamelessly self-promoting here, but I've got a few klance aus that are ongoing series! There's a Spider-Man au called Power and Responsibility, as well as a military au called Soldier, Keep on Marchin On. There's lots of different friendships in both, but they both have romantic klance. The Spider-Man au is more fluff than angst, though there is quite a bit of that, and the military au is the opposite. Plenty of angst with some fluff. There's also a Klance Anastasia au that I'm working on right now that'll be posted at some point this week (hopefully)

On another note, I'd like to rec one of my all-time favorite klance fics. Idk if it's already been done on this blog, but I highly recommend Surviving Space With Your Ex Fiance. It's basically a voltron fix-it rewrite where Adam was with the main cast from the very beginning. Technically, adashi is the main focus of the series, but there's enough klance moments that I personally consider it a Klance fic as well, which is why I'm reccing it. It's been very fun watching their relationship develop. Adam's characterization is probably the best I've ever read in a VLD fic, and he ships klance as much as the readers do 😂😂 but the writing is GORGEOUS, there's lots of family bonding between the whole space fam, and Adam is frickin hilarious. I can't even count the number of times I've snort-laughed over his sass

omg absolutely self promo here i’m all for it!! these sound really amazing!!! i’m reading the anastasia au next 😏

Power and Responsibility: a Klance Spider-Man AU by firedragonworks (firedragon32)

(works: 2 | 29,136 words | T)

A (mostly) true account of Keith Kogane navigating through teenage life with a part-time job of being a masked vigilante under the nose of his police officer brother and his suspicious future brother-in-law. He falls in love, faces criminals, ungodly amounts of schoolwork, and battles supervillains.

You know, a normal high school life.

But the mutants just keep coming, each more powerful than the last, leading to a terrifying and dangerous enemy. Will Spider-Man, with the help of his family and friends, be able to save the city from utter destruction?

Or will they all go down in flames?

Soldier, Keep on Marchin' On by firedragonworks (firedragon32)

(chapters: 9/? | 18,643 words | T)

The Galra have taken everything from her; her father, her home, her people. The terrorist known as Zarkon had slain her father, burned her country to the ground and salted the earth. But he forgot to take one thing: her determination, her patience. For years she bided her time, making preparations. And now she is ready to fight back. Because Allura is putting together a team, a group of the very best the Garrison has to offer.

A hacker with a hidden mission

An explosives expert just trying to support his family

A sharpshooter with a thirst for revenge

An assassin with a problem with authority

A soldier trying to escape his past

Allura's team are the only ones standing between the Galra terrorists and utter chaos. Only they can defeat Zarkon and free the enslaved countries under his rule; that is, if they don't kill each other first.

Life is a Road (That I Wanna Keep Going) by firedragonworks (firedragon32)

(chapters: 9/? | 28,850 words | T)

For the first time in centuries, the Galra and Altean kingdoms were united. Akira Kogane-Shirogane, the son of the late king and queen, was the symbol of this union. He, along with his half-siblings Takashi and Allura, were destined to rule the kingdoms when they all came of age.

But then everything changed.

A group of Galra extremists were determined to bring down the new regime. In a horrific attack on the palace, dozens of soldiers, servants, and nobles were massacred--and Akira disappeared. Shiro and the others fled to the safety of Altea. They searched for the lost prince for months...

...but Akira was never seen again.

Years later, an orphan boy chases the ghosts of a past he has lost. Keith has these dreams--elegant parties, eerily familiar faces, a warm embrace--and he's desperate to find where he came from. His only clue? A dagger with the inscription, "Together in Altea." With the help of a kind engineer, a snarky tech genius, and a smooth con man with a mysterious past, Keith may find the key to finding his family.

But dark forces are rising, an ancient evil that is determined to find the lost prince…and finish the job. No matter who gets in the way.

Surviving Space With Your Ex-Fiancé by subtlehysteria

(works: 8 | 541,523 words | T)

A (mostly) true account of Adam Wadekar's adventures as he tumbles into a 10 000-year-old war with Space Daddy (aka The Ex), their four surrogate children which includes a 14-year-old genius, a knife-wielding emo, a bi disaster who doesn't know he's a bi disaster and a ray of sunshine/Gordan Ramsey. They are joined by a badass elf princess and Space Nigel Thornberry as they fly their giant robotic kittens to free the universe.

Did he mention there are purple furries?

(shiro/adam)

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so i have yet another kitten in my garage and oh man it dug into my flesh hand earlier and I swear kittens have poison in their claws what is even up with how evil cat scratches are

i finally got this one/big orange dad fixed but this one is really skittish and does not know i dont want to hurt her. but man. that is my dhand. i need that. i was justr trying to put u in the small carrier so you wouldnt hurt yourself jungle-barring across the dog crate 5 minutes after you got fixed