#mark walker drools

[youweremadetosoar]

Hey guys, I wrote a short ficlet about Ryan, it’s based on mechexecute260’s headcannon and is basically just a slightly extended version of it. The idea credit goes to mechexecute260, like I said but the writing is mine. I hope you enjoy, I titled it “Just to be Sure”

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"Oh no, please no. No no no no no Mark! Mark, please wake up! Mark! M-" Ryan bolted upright, shaken from his nightmare.

He brought his knees up to his chest and tucked his head out of sight, trying to hide from the darkness around him.

"It’s okay; it’s okay; Mark’s okay; I’m okay." Ryan breathed and tried to convince himself; his voice was so quiet he could barely hear it. Ryan sat there, rocking himself for what seemed like hours, until he got up with the intention of going to the bathroom before trying once again to sleep. As he walked into the hallway, he mentally repeated his mantra. "It’s okay, Mark’s okay, I’m okay," over and over, knowing in his head it was true.

He’d been having these particular nightmares for a while, ever since they got back from the Arctic. He would see himself standing over his brother and aiming his weapon at him. In the Arctic, he thought he was threatening Treager, but in his dream, he could clearly see himself standing over Mark, over his brother, and being ready to fire the ooze canon. He recalled Harris barreling into him, knocking him away from Mark, but in Ryan’s dream he wasn’t that lucky. He watched helplessly as he shot his own brother, and the mirage faded away to leave a motionless Mark. He remembered pleading with his brother to wake up, that feeling of desperation still lingering even when he woke up.

Ryan shook his thoughts away and continued to the bathroom before his feet brought him to rest in front of Mark's door. "He’s okay," Ryan told himself. "You’re being stupid," he mumbled, but a part of him, that part that wanted to make sure it was really a dream, whispered, "just to check, just to be sure," so he pushed the door open anyway. As quietly as he could, he crept towards Mark’s bed, holding in a laugh as he saw his brother drooling onto his pillow, and he just paused for a minute. He knew he shouldn’t hover; Mark would think he was being ridiculous, but he stayed until he’d watched Mark’s chest rise and fall steadily 15 times, counting them to himself. Reassured that his brother was alive, he, after some deliberation, pulled the covers up to better protect his brother and headed back into the hallway.

Ryan used the bathroom and then walked back towards his room, his gait slowing slightly as he passed Mark’s door once again before spurring himself onward into his own room. As he laid down, closing his eyes and trying to fall back asleep, he repeated his mantra one more time, "It’s okay, Mark’s okay, I’m okay," before falling back asleep to the comforting thought of his brother’s steady breathing.

[buckyalpine]

Alpha quarterback Bucky x Omega cheerleader reader

I need alpha Quarterback Bucky with a cute little cheer leader omega. I'm so feral today, sorry but also send help. Because he is an absolute fuck boy but your his favorite little rut toy.

“Alpha” you squeak as he takes your hand and presses it against his thick bulge, finding you in the locker rooms after a game.

“C’mere pretty mega” he practically purrs against your neck, catching you by surprise. He picks you up with ease, setting you onto the counter while his sinful hands start to kneed at your hips, pulling your tiny skirt up, tearing off your cotton panties. You whimper with need, the scent of your arousal nearly making him drool. He shamelessly pulls his cock out, pumping it, flicking his cock head against your swollen clit making you whine, smearing his arousal over your sensitive nub. “Gonna help your alpha, baby?”

It's a game you both play. After all, he wasn't really your alpha. He hadn't marked you. You weren't his. But that doesn't matter right now. Not when his leaky cock is begging for relief.

You nod, gasping when he pulls you off the counter, bending you over, his tip rubbing up and down before sliding in with one thrust, his head thrown back when he start to build up a steady pace, slamming your hips to meet his.

"A-Alpha!" You cry out, grasping the edge of the counter, his cock deep in your pussy, his unforgiving thrusts speeding up. "Oh god, please!"

He watches your face twists in the mirror reflection, his cute little cheer leader who screams his name both on the field and with his cock deep in her, no one suspecting the innocent omega to be so cockdrunk over the college football player.

“That’s it, good little mega, so fuckin good” He groans, his thighs tensing as his knott begins to swell, panting and grunting, his dick almost hurting with how hard he was for you. No one made him more animalistic than you, your sweet scent making him leak into your pyssy. "Gonna give you my knot, you want that 'mega?"

Your sweet neck is so tempting to him and he wants to sink his teeth in, marking and claiming you. He nudges his nose against your juncture, nipping softly making you whine, craning your neck to give him more access, your desperation making it harder for him to resist.

"Don't tempt me 'mega" He warns, biting softly, his hand coming to wrap around your throat.

"P-Please! Fuck, yes, please, gimmie your knot alpha-want-want it!" You stutter out, eyes rolling back as he growls, fucking you harder, his hand coming around to toy with your clit, rubbing it with his calloused fingers.

"Greedy little 'mega" He moans, struggling to hold back any longer, his cock bursting with cum when he feels you clench around him, "Oh fuck m'cumming, take it babydoll, take my cum"

He pants against your neck, staying buried deep in your pussy while his cock softens, the mess he made inside you slowly seeping out.

“Hmm” a low growl emits from his chest, watching his seed drip between your soft thighs, milky cream sticky and thick. “Can’t wait till the day get to fill you up with pups, mama”

He shoves two thick fingers back into your sensitive pussy making you cry out, his pink lips hushing you with a deep kiss before pulling away and giving your ass a spank. He leaves you panting and messy, fucking your brains out like he owns you, leaving for practice seconds later.

Of course, he thinks he’s just using you. He thinks this is just a game to play. He smirks when he sees you in your uniform again, giving him a shy smile as you approach him after a game. He loves that he has you at his beck and call whenever he wants, your little omega pussy all jus for him.

That is until he smells the scent of another alpha near by and he nearly bares all his teeth, shoving you behind him so your out of sight, protected behind his large form. He knows Walker has had his eye on you every time they visit the campus, the blonde rival happy to try and make a move on the sweet cheer leader with no alpha.

"What's wrong Barnes, scared of a little competition" Walker taunts and Bucky nearly pounces on him, his hands still balled into fists, holding back when he feels your hand grab his wrist.

"Alpha lets go" you whisper and his protective side immediately comes out, seeing you distressed worried face.

"Since when was he your alpha, hmm, 'mega?" Walker smirked making you whimper from embarrassment, immediately letting go of Bucky's wrist.

He wasn't wrong.

Bucky felt a different surge of anger flow through his veins while Steve stepped in between the two men before things got ugly. Bucky shoved Walker out of the way, scooping you into his arms and straight to his place, unable to bear the thought of another man trying to touch what's his, hating the way your face had fallen after what he'd said to you.

You were his Omega.

He was your alpha.

As soon as he gets you in his room, he throws you on his bed, tearing your clothes off without a care in the world. His natural woodsy scent of pine and leather make you wet, your pussy aching, feeling so empty while he tosses his own clothes aside. There's no time to prep when he man handles you onto all fours, spanking your ass when you arch your back, presenting for him, his thick cock humping your folds.

"Whose your Alpha" He demands, dragging his tip up and down at a torturous pace, spanking you again when you wiggle your hips. "Say it!"

"You James, Alpha please, need-need yo-OH GOD YESS" Your words slut into screams of pleasure as he slams into you and fucks you hard and fast, his swollen balls hitting your clit with each stroke.

"That's right. You're mine. My fuckin' omega, m'you're alpha, you hear me?" He forces his cock as deep as it would go, as if trying to claim every bit of your body from the inside and out.

"Mine. Mine. Mine" Bucky growls, slamming into you with unrelenting thrusts, shaking away the disgusting thought of another man trying to have you, his girl, how dare anyone else trying to lay their hands on you. He stars at your sweet unmarked neck, drooling at the touched skin. He wanted nothing more than to show everyone exactly who you belonged to.

"Wanna make you mine forever 'mega" he warns, holding back from sinking his teeth in, nearly whining with his eyes shut. "Wanna mark you, let me mark you up sweet girl, show everyone who you belong to"

"Mark me Bucky" You cry out, his hands coming on top of yours, fingers lacing together as he continues to rut into you.

"Gonna mark you up and fill you till your swollen n'round. Wanna get you nice n'heavy till those little uniforms don't fit n'all you can wear are my clothes, let everyone know who you belong to" He growls, his cock starting to swell like never before, the feeling almost painful.

"Please alpha, please-wan' it-need it!" You beg, gasping at the feeling of his base growing, his moas filling the room. He licks and nips at your neck, whining when you clench around his cock, moving and giving him more access to your skin.

"Mine" He grits before sinking his teeth in, pleasure and pain filling you, a different kind of relief flooding your senses as his knot pops, the both of you collapsing in his bed, his cock still deep inside you. He holds you tightly in his thick arms, soothing you with soft caresses along your sensitive skin.

"You're mine omega" He pants, kissing your mark, cradling your fucked out form to his chest, "All mine"

My bad.

[luvanniiee]

tonight

[ateez drabbles]

• pairings : ateez x gn!reader (individual though) hongjoong x reader , seonghwa x reader , yunho x reader , yeosang x reader , san x reader , mingi x reader , wooyoung x reader , jongho x reader

• synopsis: they work hard as idols to provide for you. they sacrificed a lot of things ……. even spending time with you. so this is what they do when they come home from touring!

• warnings : slight angst , smut mdni! , sex is mentioned but i dont go too much into detail. pet names, suggestive as fck,

• a/n : i hope you guys enjoy this , i might do a txt version or twice ! let me know! anyways thanks for all the support bookies !! okay ima not talk too much, just enjoy! oh wait also you might wanna listen to “tonight” by summer walker, that was the inspo for this!! okay byee

• story under the cut!

hongjoong

he had just come home from a 2 month tour. literally felt like hell for both of you. hongjoong felt like he couldn’t properly focus on his work , he missed you in more ways than you wouldve ever thought. but now he was home , in your arms. you cooked his favorite meal , and showered together , and put his favorite movie on, but he wasn’t interested in that. he was eyeing you like a piece of meat. take a picture , itll last longer. you said to him as you turned to him. im not interested in the movie anymore baby, i want you. i need you. please i just wanna make up for lost time. he said, need was dripping like honey in his voice. you felt your cheeks heat up. this was a first, usually you would be the one who was desperate for a touch. but he seemed like he would explode in the next 2 seconds if he didnt feel some sort of you. ive been on the road too long , tonight i wanna have good fun! he said as he pushed you down on the couch.

after playing catch up , you were left with drool coming from the sides of your mouth , legs shaking , and hongjoong still wanting more

seonghwa

you pace to get ready , seonghwa is coming home today. normally you would be happy, well you are happy that hes coming home, and he’ll be able to touch you the way youve been trying to touch yourself. but thats what your scared about. see prior to this , you broke one of his rules. absolutely no touching unless 1. youve asked and 2. hes given you permission. you were on the phone with him, and hes busy talking about how excited he was to see you, until you let out a small moan on the phone. what was that? he asked. oh..uh..nothing! you said. i hope my baby isnt touching themselves without daddy’s permission. he teased, he knew you were touching yourself to his voice. so he told you that he was going to punish you for breaking a rule. and thats how you are in this situation now. just then the door opens, revealing an angry and horny seonghwa. he only stepped forward to close the door behind him. his eyes burning holes through yours. oh…hey baby… you said trying to ease some tension. is that my name? do you need me to remind you honey? does daddy need to teach you a lesson and punish you? he said in a teasing low tone.

after that, you were covered in love marks, tears , sweat , legs are shaking hard from the times hes made you cum over and over. but after it all, he still kissed you and gave you the best aftercare ever, and even told you about the things hes seen while on tour until you fell asleep in his arms.

yunho

normally, yunho doesnt make the first move. but being away from you for 2 months really drove him crazy. you and yunho were supposed to be playing a board game. but as you were moving your peice, you kinda realized that the game was no longer yunhos interest. his eyes were on yours, eye fucking you. he wanted to fuck you as soon as he stepped in the house. but he dared himself to see how long he can go before actually losing his mind. you okay? you asked. he nodded lightly then stood up to walk over next to you. he started to kiss your neck leaving marks on you. fuck i cant hold back anymore. yunho moaned out as he laid you down. he leaned over you and started kissing you. soon it turned into a lazy makeout. then you started to thrust your hips forward for an ease in the ache between your legs. fuck baby please. please let me make up for lost time. he said as he looked in your eyes. it only took a nod for him to go absolutely insane.

afterwards, he cleaned you up. did you still wanna play the game? you asked. not really , but i do wanna play with you again. he smirked. one hell of a night for both of you.

yeosang

although he has a reserved and calm demeanor, on the inside yeosang knew he has too pent up to be calm. there was a welcome home dinner for him. his parents and yours all at one table, welcoming yeosang home from his tour. it literally took everything in him to not kick everyone out and have his way. the way you looked as you took a sip of your drink, the way you would lick your lips clean, it drove him up the wall. excuse me. he said as he excused himself out of the room. he went to the bathroom to wipe his face. he had to do something to distract himself. just then you opened the door and the. locked it behind you. you want it as much as i do dont you? he said. you just stepped forward and kissed him. it didnt take long until he was stripping himself and stripping you too. you both started to feel on each other. then he bent you over the sink, and forced you to look in the mirror.

after that you walked out, both parents gone. but there was a note. ‘if yall are gonna fuck, at least have the decency to give us the boot.’ both of you visibly embarrassed but laughed it off later.

san

you and san were just chillin on the couch. tv was background noise at this point. both of you wanted to so desperately feel each other after a long time. but the thing is, you both want to see who will cave first. san was the dominant one in this relationship so obviously hes gonna try to out wait you and make you cave first. you just wanted to push his buttons. you looked at his side profile, admiring the way his jaw would tense here and there. he took a deep breath and looked at you. you know you want me baby. he teased. you knew if you touched him first, you would not only lose a bet but you would be in for a shitload of teasing. oh san, youve been gone for 2 months, all pent up. only having to use your hand to relieve yourself. i had a vibrator. so i think you need me more. you cocked back. your reply shocked him but it also made him mad. so all he did was pull his pants down, licked his hand and started pumping himself. you cant lie, you really wanted to taste him. but youll be teased.

fuck it. you decide and replace his hand with your mouth.

you should play this game more often, you thought.

mingi

mingi has just come home that day. you and him spent the entire day hugging and kissing each other. you couldnt get enough of him, you missed his scent. so when night time came, it was about dinner time. you cooked his favorite food and you even volunteered to clean the dishes. but he insisted that he helped you. so you didnt turn him down and as you washed he rinsed. you started to lean over the sink to relieve some of the pressure in your lower back. so water was splashing on you as you washed. he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. the way your hands were moving in the water, the look of concentration, it was a bit much for him. it took a lot for him to restrain himself from doing you right then. so he waited until later that night.

baby… mingi would whine. yes? you replied. please, i need you to touch me. i miss your body so much. please i cant hold back anymore. he confessed. who were you to deny him? so you started by kissing him slowly, then marking him, touching him softly. he couldnt take this slow pace much longer. baby… i cant wait. he moaned slightly. so he flipped you on your back, he starter to grind his hips into you to relieve some pressure. you both moaned at the contact. want this? please tell me you want me as much as i need you. he whined. it turned you on because of how submissive he sounded. you nodded and thats all it took for him.

after that, he started to talk about how good the tour was, how much fun he had with his bandmates, all while youre laying there with your legs shaking like crazy, and your eyes could barely stay open.

wooyoung

this man just couldnt wait to hear you. wooyoung had some friends over, but he was starting to regret it. the more he sat next to you, inhaled your scent, it made him crazy. there was a movie on, and all his friends were watching it. you tried to watch, but all his teasing touches were really distracting you. sometimes his hands would slide a little too close to your pussy. you let out a loud sigh that sounded almost like a soft moan. his friends would glance occasionally, but wooyoung would tell them that it was because you were “yawning because your tired”. but soon after all the teasing, he finally touched you. he started to rub you, drawing small quick circles over your clit. you had to excuse the moans that would slip a little as a yawn or something. but when he started going faster, you couldnt contain it anymore. so you put your head in his neck, and bite down softly to quiet yourself. wooyoung could hear your small moans and whimpers as you came on his fingers.

in the dark it looked like you were resting your head in him. if only they knew about the dirty things that were happening under the cover you had across your lap.

jongho

it all starterd with a facetime call. you were wearing one of his shirts. he was on his way home from the airport when you started teasing him. flashing him and giggling afterwards, or moaning his name, just teasing him to the point of no return. but when he got home, it wasnt funny anymore. all the teasing you did to him made him sexually frustrated. the smile on your face disappeared when he opened the door and said strip. you wanted to retaliate but there was no way you were gonna do that. no way you were gonna fuel his fire by bratting even more. so you did as told. bad girl, teasing me like that. jongho said. his voice was dripping with lust, making it deeper. it turned you on. im sorry, i just uh wanted to play a little. you said as your voice cracked a little. oh you wanna play? ill play with you. he said teasingly.

to make a long story short, one of the best nights you’ve had.

teehee

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[mlmxreader]

Taste of Nicotine | John Price x gn!reader (🍋)

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↳ ❝ Price

7 “My days, I missed you so fucking much”

112. Dom/Sub ❞

: ̗̀➛ Price can be a cruel, cruel man - but at least his punishments are always beautiful.

: ̗̀➛ smoking kink, smoking, swearing, orgasm denial, spanking, marking/possession kink, biting, face fucking, swearing, edging, bruising, dom/sub, daddy kink

↳ @mockerycrow @seigwaidau

: ̗̀➛ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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The smell of coffee and cigarettes filled the office, the sounds of slapping skin and harsh grunts echoing and ricocheting off of the walls; your knuckles were sore and raw as you gripped the opposite side of the desk, your head pressed against the thick mahogany as sweat dripped from your brow.

Anyone could walk in, but that was just how Price liked it. Punishment was always such a beautiful way to wash away your sins; getting caught flirting with another man from another regiment, your punishment was well overdue.

Price couldn't take you anywhere without you acting up, and even now, as he fucked your warm and tight ass, he was still talking about it.

Telling you what a dirty little thing you were and how you would let just about anybody watch you get fucked, watch your ass get filled and stuffed with his cum as he used his mouth to leave harsh and prominent marks all over you, showing off who you belonged to.

You were desperate to cum, but he had stopped you from doing so for over an hour; edging you over and over and over until you sobbed and wept as you begged for him to let you cum. Price could be so cruel when he wanted to be.

But his punishments were always so fucking beautiful.

Your ass cheeks were raw and stinging, his handprints so fucking obvious, stained on your skin from where he had put you over his lap and spanked you.

Your jaw still ached from where he had fucked your mouth so harshly, the taste of his cum still heavy on your tongue as you whimpered and begged for him to let you cum; your ass was still burning from how thick and long he was and how hard he was fucking you against his desk.

All you wanted was to cum, but Price wasn't going to give into you; punishment was punishment, after all, no matter how beautiful.

You knew what to do if it got too much, though; smack the desk three times with your right hand, or call out "Merseyside", or both. If it ever got too much, Price was always adamant that you had one way or another of signalling it to him; as cruel as he could be, he wasn't an absolute cunt.

"This is what you get," Price growled out, grabbing the back of your neck with a bruising grip. "Being so fucking naughty. I don't think I'll let you cum at all. Just use you as my cocksleeve until you learn how to behave."

Well, that was just inviting bad behaviour, really. But you knew what would happen if you said such, so you grinned, rolling your hips and trying to fuck yourself on his cock. "Please, Daddy, I said I was sorry for flirting with Mister Walker!"

"Oh, no," he chuckled darkly. "You don't get to say you're sorry, puppy."

You whimpered, so desperate to cum that you would do just about anything. "Please, please, Daddy, I promise I'll behave!"

Price shook his head as he tutted, lighting a cigarette. "Oh no, baby. You gotta do better than that."

You whined, tears slipping from you and extending the puddle on the desk; a mix between your tears and your sweat and your drool.

You swallowed thickly, voice raw and hoarse from how many times you had cried out and begged for him to please, please, please let you cum. But Price wasn't going to, fucking you hard as he smoked his cigarette casually, flicking the ashes onto your back before tossing it into the ashtray next to him.

His cock was so big, he could hardly fit the whole thing into your ass, but you were always so good for him, you always took his cock like such a good puppy... maybe he could let you off easily.

Even though you were already stuffed and filled with his cum, so much so that it had leaked down onto your thighs and had become cracked and dried.

Hesitantly, Price eased his movements, giving you the order to cum when you were ready to; he didn't expect you to scream and writhe and squirm against the desk, sobbing as you finally found your release. Spilling everywhere and dripping down onto the floor.

He grinned, licking his lips before he sat down and pulled you onto his lap, rubbing your back gently as he hummed.

"I didn't go too far, did I?"

You shook your head, dizzy and content and euphoric and breathless all at once. Overwhelmed. "N-no."

Price nodded, his touch soothing as he gently kissed the marks on your neck. He did feel somewhat bad for pushing you so far, but all the same, he knew that you loved every minute of it; especially when he gently peppered your face in soft, sweet kisses.

His beard and moustache tickling your skin and making you grin despite the tear stains in your eyes.

Price was always so gentle with you afterwards, especially if he knew he had pushed you a lot more than usual; you smiled, gently running a hand through his hair.

His lips still tasted like nicotine, but that didn't stop him from moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue when he licked it and sucked it into his mouth. A harsh, heavy kiss seemed so sweet and gentle.

"My days, I missed you so fucking much," he breathed out. "I'm so sorry deployment was longer this time."

You shook your head. "I knew what I was getting into when I first agreed to go out with you."

He nodded slowly, although he still looked rather remorseful. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

[gothushi]

simon walker sub headcanons

im literally in my element i love writing sub men🫶🏻 cw for impact play, gun play, pegging. ill elaborate on any of these if asked:D totally forgot the time change was tonight so it might be 4am… i’m a bit delirious

he literally adores you. you are genuinely his angel and he’d do anything for you. bat your eyelashes in a pretty pout or stare him down with lidded eyes and he’s saying yes immediately

speaking of, when the circumstances are right it takes one look from you to have him sinking to his knees before you

gets really whiny. whines a lot, whether he’s begging, complaining, just overall making noises

puppy eyes for days. it’s really hard to say no to him

likes being slapped, hard. will literally beg and beg or be a brat until your palm finally meets his cheek and he’ll whine and grin up at you to plead for more

tug his hair, dig your nails into his skin, down his back, his front, on his thighs (bonus if you have longer nails/acrylics and make him bleed. he obviously gets babied after as you put neosporin on the cuts and he’s just laying there like purring with happiness)

if we’re talking about brendan era, and you know he’s a cop, he’ll let you play with his gun. unload it, hold the cold barrel under his chin while you ride him, to the back of his head whilst you peg him, it makes him flush hot red down to his chest and makes his dick throb. he gets off on the power play of it

likes you marking him, (just like the scratches) he’ll allow you to mark up his chest, thighs, hips

PLEASE leave hickies on his hip bones, inner thighs, it makes him squirm and his eyes teary. tie his hands above his head so he has to whimper and whine whilst you spread his knees apart and mark all up his thighs, ignoring his leaking cock

never ignore him affection wise as a punishment, it will genuinely hurt his feelings. he needs to feel loved and wanted, even if he wants to be treated nasty

he craves filthy, sweaty, drooling, messy sex just as much as he craves lit candles and massages and slow needy lovemaking

if you make him ride you, he will probably cry about it. he’s fit obviously, but it makes his thighs ache so good, his core burn, he isn’t used to doing this a lot. but he looooves the soreness it leaves for a day after, whilst he’s out and about working with that dull ache in his ass and leg muscles

if you have a deeper dynamic together, he likes kneeling at your feet on a pillow with his head laid out on your thighs, sometimes hugging your leg. it grounds him and lets him just relax and not think for a while. if there’s no deeper dynamic outside of sex, let him lay down on your chest or in your lap and play with his hair

i said this before ill mention it again, yk how he was panting when brendan slammed him against the wall? yeah. that. lots of that when you’re fucking him. panting, whining, whimpering, acting like a feral little animal

cums a lot. like. a lot. he can’t help it. he’s messy

loves kissing whilst you’re fucking. drooling all over your chins, biting at your lower lip, gasping, the whole nine yards

oh, call him a pervert. that gets him aching in his jeans and blushing all red

[avatarrecom]

Day 3: Thigh riding

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Recom!reader (can be read as character x reader)

Word count: 1k

A/N: First time writing smut, so it probably sucks lol. I'm using the tag #Kinktober Avatar_Recom for my kinktober stories.

And I'm starting to use the tag #Avatar_Recom writing for all my other writing, so be sure to follow those tags!

Kinktober masterlist

🌍 Recom Miles Quaritch Would definitely tell you to ride his thigh while he’s doing paperwork. He’ll pretend he isn’t listening to your moans, but his ears twitch in your direction with every sound you make. He focuses on his work, ignoring your pleas. Will tell you that you’re not allowed to cum until he finishes a specific part of his work. When he finishes that specific part and you’ve finally had your long awaited orgasm, he’ll tell you to start over and to not cum again until he finishes the next part. 

😈 Recom Lyle Wainfleet He watches you ride his thigh like he’s watching a movie (he would totally grab a bowl of popcorn if you let him). He just folds his hands behind his head and watches you with a smirk. Will definitely tell you what to do and slap your ass if you don’t. Tells you that you gotta do it all yourself if you want to get off, he won’t do anything except enjoy the show. Loves that you need and use him to cum, will tease you about it and brag about it to the others. 

�� Recom Z-dog When you’re riding her thigh, she’ll look at you smugly while popping her gum. Has your hips in a bruising grip, guiding you over her thigh. She’ll tease you relentlessly. Seriously, you’re blushing like crazy from her words. When she’s guiding your hips, she’ll bounce her thigh. Or she holds your hips in a manner that you barely get any friction from her thigh, causing you to whimper and beg. She totally degrades you about needing her to get off (but she degrades you lovingly lol). 

🥽 Recom Walker She has two moods, she’s either in a degrading mood, or she in a loving mood and she praises the hell out of you. If she’s in a degrading mood, she’ll bruise your hips with her hands until you can barely feel your legs. She’ll dig her nails into your body, while she forces your hips to move, marking you as hers. But her degrading words… God… She teases you for being a needy slut and her dirty little whore. You can basically cum untouched by her words. But if she’s in a loving mood, she’ll guide your hips so her thigh touches you where you need her the most. She’ll press kisses under your ear, telling you how much she loves you and how good you’ve been for her. Again, you can basically cum untouched by her words, she really knows how to use them.

😎 Recom Mansk I just know that his thighs are the best to ride out of all of the Recoms. This man has ✨deliciously✨ muscular thighs. The way he continuously flexes his thighs while you grind over them?! He definitely can make you cum within seconds with the way he flexes his thighs.  God, I’m drooling. He doesn’t really know what to do, so he just gently guides your hips, rubbing circles onto your skin, placing kisses on your collarbone and mumbling how much of a good girl you are.

🧯 Recom Prager My poor baby, he gets so flustered watching you get yourself off on him. He’ll put his hands just above your knees and goes along with the motions you make, not restricting or guiding you to do anything, just letting you use him however you please. He wants to praise you because he thinks that you look damn good using him to get off, but he’s so flustered that he stumbles over his words. You love seeing him flustered like that. If you want to see him even more flustered, all you have to do is put your hands on his shoulders, bring your mouth close to his ear and let him hear every sound you make. 

⚕️ Recom Ja Honestly, he’s proud that you need him to get off. Will watch you grind his thigh with a smug, but loving, smirk. He literally cannot stop telling you how beautiful you look grinding on his thigh. His hands have a firm grip on your hips, but he doesn’t move them, just goes along with your movements. He will bounce his thigh lightly to tease you and tell you how good you sound when you’re whimpering for him. His ears twitch to catch every sound you make.

🧢 Recom Brown Cocky little shit. Honestly, he’s even worse than Lyle. I swear to God, he will brag about you needing him to get off for days. He’ll hold your chin between his fingers and force you to maintain eye contact with him. He tells you when to cum and how to cum and you better obey, or you won’t cum at all. He honestly gets so hard seeing you grind on his thigh. Prefers to do it in your or his bedroom, so he can see you completely naked, but wouldn’t mind doing it quickly somewhere else fully clothed. If your slick stains his pants, he’ll wear it with pride, no matter how much you beg him to go change his pants.

📿 Recom Lopez Full on praise mode. In Spanish, English or whatever language you speak. Tells you how sexy you look, how he loves the feel of your dripping cunt on his thigh. He will eventually drag you in the most breathtaking make-out session when he’s too riled up watching you. He definitely guides your hips, not letting you move on your own. And when you ‘accidentally’ grind over his hard cock, it wasn’t his fault.

⛓️ Recom Fike Another poor baby who gets flustered watching you get yourself off on him. Whimpers when your knee accidentally touches his cock, so obviously you’re doing it ‘accidentally’ on purpose. He could (and has, many many times) cum untouched seeing you grind on him. He whimpers how much he loves you and how beautiful you look. He’s definitely proud that you feel comfortable enough to do something like this with him.

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 68- Under The Mistletoe

Chapter Summary: BTS attend the MAMA Awards. Jimin and Taehyung aim to get Jennie and Jungkook to kiss under the mistletoe

Words: 8,000+

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In Hong Kong, BTS prepared for their performance during the dress rehearsal. They were to collaborate with GOT7, which Jen was thrilled about.

"Hey, Bam Bam, look it's your future girlfriend." Mark teased as they saw Jennie stretching from afar.

"Shush!" Bam Bam playfully shoved him away.

"And you're drooling~," Jackson exclaimed.

After she finished stretching, she spotted the members of GOT7 and waved. Just before Bam Bam was about to approach her, he stopped when he saw Jungkook.

"Babygirl."

"Yes?" she turned around, greeted by Jungkook.

"Hobi Hyung wants to go over the choreography with you to make sure you got it. You know that one part."

"All right."

After the dress rehearsal, Jennie had slipped through Bam Bam's eyes as he wanted to take time to talk to her, but like she always does, she wandered around backstage. She saw Monsta X and approached them with a smile.

"Finally get to meet you guys properly. Hi!" she bowed.

"Jennie Walker! Miss BTS! It's nice to finally meet you properly, too! I'm Jooheon. This is I.M, Hyungwon, Kihyun, Minhyuk, Wonho and Shownu."

"I'm trying not to fangirl but oh my gosh, you guys are friggin badass. I am so looking forward to your performance at the show. I can see you guys making it big, I can just feel it. And I'm proud to announce that I am a monbebe~!"

The members seemed pleased to hear that as they welcomed her with open arms. 

"What's your favorite song?" Minhyuk asked.

"Gone Bad is my favorite!"

"Oh really? Can you sing it?" Shownu asked

Jen nodded and sang out Kihyun's part, "Geurae hal mankeum haebwa oneul haruneun. Eodikkaji galji hanbeon nareul jigyeobollae."

"Wow~. I love it." Kihyun applauded.

"Continue." Jooheon challenged

"Okay." she accepted and started feeling herself while rapping to Jooheon, "E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo. E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo."

Jooheon immediately smiled and nodded his head as he rapped with her, "E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo. E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo tto hanbange KO."

She went on while Hyungwon joined in for his verse, "Ppittureojillae. Ppittureojillae ho. Ppittureojillae. Monsta X yeah we rock the show. Ppittureojillae. Ppittureojillae ho. Ppittureojillae. Monsta X yeah we rock the show!"

"We might need to let her be the 8th member of Monsta X, now." Kihyun laughed.

"Ha! I don't think Bangtan will take too kindly to that." she giggled.

"I'm sure we can work something out." Wonho smiled, causing her face to warm up

'Lord Jesus, I was born the wrong year. He's smiling like that on purpose.' she thought.

Wonho was one fine looking guy. Everyone here was.

"So, we heard that Wonho is your bias." Minhyuk teased. "So, who is your bias wrecker? Me, right?"

"No way, it's me," Shownu added.

The members began joking around and trying to impress her with funny poses, making her laugh. 

"She doesn't have a bias wrecker because her heart belongs to me, right Jennie?" Wonho wrapped an arm around her and got closer to her face.

"Oh mah God~." she started feeling shy at how close she was to him and covered her face as he chuckled. Once she pulled herself together, she joked, "I know I'm too young for you, but I fit your ideal type because I can make some bombass ramen."

After goofing around, she asked, "Are you fellas nervous for your first MAMA Awards?" 

"Very. It's a big moment for us. Do you have any advice?" Shownu asked.

"Honestly I was freaking out during my first MAMA. It's such a big deal, y'know? Huge event. But just have fun with it. You're performing in front of thousands of people and various idols from different companies. Show them who Monsta X is and show them that you guys are here to stay and take over. You're going to do great. I'll be cheering you on."

"Thank you, we'll take that to heart." they bowed.

"I remember your performance from last year's MAMA. You performed with Block B's Taeil. You were really good up there. Great charisma." I.M spoke in English, causing Jen to smile and speak in her Native language

"Aw, really? Thank you. It's still one of my favorite performances I had on stage. You're fluent in English, right?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm giving you a warning now since we're going to be great friends, you're stuck with me and we'll be having a lot of English conversations together."

I.M chuckled. "I'll mentally prepare. Can we take a picture for Twitter?"

"Yeah!"

Getting in the middle, Jennie posed gleefully as they considered her their new Monbebe. I.M posted the photo on Monsta X's Twitter, 'With Miss BTS herself! She's our new Monbebe! Thank you for supporting us!' 

Wandering around again, Jen saw The8.

"Jennie!" he happily waved

"Hey! It's been a while!" she rushed up and pulled him for a hug, surprising him as he shyly hugged her back.

After they pulled away he smiled softly. "You look well!"

"I'm surviving. You look great, excited for Mama?"

"A little nervous but Seventeen is working very hard."

"I saw a snippet of your performance. You guys are great! Mansae is one of my favorite songs."

"Look forward to us performing."

"Trust me, I will."

Once the show began, BTS and GOT7 performed their collab dance. Afterward, GOT7 performed If You Do and soon after, BTS came out to perform Run. Jen wore leather pants and a white leather jacket with the words, 'Love Yourself' and wore that same white butterfly necklace in their starting position. She stood back to back with Jimin.

Run...Run...Run...

Starting off with V walking to the members, they shift. Rapmon starts off and they perform.

dasi Run Run Run nan meomchul suga eobseo

tto Run Run Run nan eojjeol suga eobseo

eochapi igeotbakke nan mothae

neoreul saranghaneun geot bakken mothae

Transitioning to the middle, Jen sang while her hair bounced every time she ran, "Dasi Run Run Run, neomeojyeodo gwaenchanha, tto Run Run Run jom dachyeodo gwaenchanha."

The camera panned to some idols who were watching the performance and it showed some IKON members smiling and lip syncing when Jen sang. One of them covered his mouth to tell one of his hyungs that she looked pretty but some fansites that were filming them caught them and thought it was cute.

(Run)

Jen and Rapmon face each other.

Don't tell me bye bye!

(Run)

"You make me cry, cry!" she patted her hand over her heart

(Run)

"Love is a lie, lie!" they say in unison. "Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't tell me bye bye!" they push each other away

Once the chorus came again, Jen sang first this time as they danced.

chueokdeuri mareun kkonipcheoreom

sansani buseojyeoga

nae son kkeuteseo nae bal miteseo

dallyeoganeun ne deung dwiro

machi nabireul jjotdeut kkum sogeul hemaedeut

neoui heunjeogeul ttaraga

The fan chants could be heard as they noticed various ARMY bombs in the crowd. Jen was having a blast on the stage and before she knew it, the song was about to end.

(Run)

Don't tell me bye bye

(Run)

"You make me cry, cry!"

(Run)

"Love is a lie, lie!"

Don't tell me, don't tell me

Don't tell me bye bye

Later on, the members watched the rest of the show. Jen had stared at Ailee in admiration when she had won best female vocal performance. She was just so beautiful and ARMY was eager to see her reaction to Ailee winning while the members teased her about it. Jen was the first to stand up and applaud when she won as well, with a proud smile on her face.

Jennie also was so proud of Hyuna when she won best dance solo performance. Her life was slayed watching Jessi and Hyuna perform. She enjoyed seeing women take the stage. Hopefully one day she will be able to do that. She saw it as inspiration that she could get there, too.

BTS had won the World Performer award, which was a proud moment for them. Jen hoped that they'd be able to win even more awards as they continued what they were doing. Ever since the Melon Awards, Jen's reactions and dancing to performances have become iconic for those that have fancams of her because they were so amusing to watch and tonight was no exception.

When CL had performed, Jen was mesmerized. The charisma, how the crowd can get behind her instantly, she hoped to be like that one day. Being able to move a crowd like that by herself. She was so hyped that the camera kept filming her while fans said, 'Same, Jennie, same'

Just like everyone else, no one expected 2NE1 to pop up as Jen freaked out, holding onto poor Jin.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Her reaction was bound to go viral as she also wiped a few tears when they performed Fire and I Am The Best.

And of course, once EXO had performed, she had to jam to them. She lipsynced all of Baekhyun's lines as her fansites filmed everything.

"Eodun miro soge gacheotteon. Whoa na Oh, geu eodum sogeseo, nal kkaeweo jun ni moksori deullyeowa, nal dashi taeeonage hae~" she sang out, jamming around.

The members slowly turned to her and were amused. She truly loved Baehkyun. When the lights went out and Chanyeol began rapping fast, Jen got even more hyped as EXO performed a lightsaber dance break. Then, with Drop That, it became a huge party as she danced with Taehyung and Hobi who were near Suho and Chen.

Jump jump jump jump jump jump E.X.O

Jump jump jump jump we are E.X.O

While watching Baekhyun perform, she soon saw him walking towards where she and the rest of the idols were. Her butterflies came back and all those thoughts about keeping her composure were out the window. 

She soon noticed him looking her way and began to walk over to her.

'He's coming over here!?' she thought, widening her eyes. 

He extended out his hand and she immediately took it, getting pulled forward and they started jumping and dancing together. 

"Ah, she is so freaking out right now!" Namjoon laughed.

"I know. I'm surprised she didn't faint." Jin giggled.

Chen and Suho did the same with GOT7 and the rest of Bangtan nearby.

This was a moment that she'll cherish for the rest of her life and the members knew how much this meant to her. Baekhyun smiled at her and made his way back to the stage to regroup with the members. She couldn't wipe that huge smile off her face. It was nothing like being able to get hyped with one of your favorite idols like this.

Chen had blown her away with his high note and she had to lean back and place a hand over her heart.

'MY GOD! How did he do that!?' she thought

And once they performed Love Me Right, Jennie was no more good as she swayed around while standing and clapping along. Her ears were almost ringing from the screams of fans for Big Bang. Their stages were always unique. All of YG artists were. The way they were so composed and had strong charisma. She hoped to get there one day. To that point as a performer.

During the dress rehearsal, she had told G-Dragon that she hoped that BTS could have a longer stage at MAMA, and he told her that they'd get there one day. So she'll continue to work hard and remain patient for their time to shine.

When the camera panned to Jennie with Taehyung bopping to the song, she looked directly at it and smiled, pointing, "Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"

Spotting Kiyhun and the rest of Monsta X, Jen and Taehyung began to dance with them too. During PSY's Daddy performance, fansites filmed her laughing and asking Hobi and Taehyung how the dance goes, following their moves.

During Gangnam Style the camera caught her again, turning up and dancing around without a care in the world despite everyone watching her. She was dancing similar to how Taeyang was during Gangnam Style a few years ago. The members couldn't help but party with her. Jen feeling herself was such a mood and it made awards shows more enjoyable to watch because of her reactions. 

Bam Bam had soon danced his way over to Jennie, tapping her over the shoulder. Once she turned, she danced with him as BamJen shippers were delighted. Jimin was not happy when watching them dance. He felt like his ship was getting ruined and didn't like how close he was to her. 

Jungkook glanced up and saw them dancing, feeling some type of way as jealously crept up on him.

"Are you going to sit there or are you going to do something?" Taehyung asked in his ear over the loud music.

Jungkook soon thought about their conversation after the concert,

'Let everyone know that the person you want will be yours and no one is going to change that or interfere with your mission.'

Some idols were glancing at Jungkook, wondering what he was going to do. The gossip about Jungkook's feelings for his bandmate was going around fast. And it was also a known fact that Bam Bam had liked her for quite some time and was very vocal about it. The only thing stopping him right now was the dating ban.

Jungkook stood up and glanced at the 95 Liners who followed him. Dancing to the song, the three of them moved to where Jen was dancing. Jimin and Taehyung watched eagerly as Jungkook gently pulled her away from Bam Bam

"I'll take it from here," the Golden Maknae spoke.

Bam Bam and some members of GOT7 were disappointed that his moment was interrupted. But Jimin and Taehyung had low fived each other as they watched JenKook have a friendly and goofy dance battle, with Bangtan hyping them up. It certainly caught the camera's attention and made JenKook shippers happy.

Watching everyone perform tonight motivated Jen to do better and she had hoped that at next year's MAMA Awards, she would be able to blow everyone away with her charisma with Bangtan. Sometimes she felt like she wasn't doing enough. What can she do to stand out and get people talking about how much she has improved on stage? She will be practicing and working even harder to give a better performance for fans.

After the show, Jungkook went directly to Bam Bam. He wanted to have a long talk about everything.

"Can I speak with you, Bam Bam?" Jungkook asked.

Once Bam Bam agreed, they walked to a private area. "So, what's up, Jungkook?"

"It's about Jennie."

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"Thank you!" Jen pulled the table right inside her hotel room. 

She was so hungry after the show, she had to order room service. She felt like she deserved a big meal after the pleasant time she had at the MAMA Awards.

Her face during 2NE1's reunion performance was sure to become a new meme as she already saw her face plastered all over Tumblr and Twitter. ARMY did not waste any time to capture her reaction. After eating, she prepared to shower, shutting the bathroom door behind her. Finally, she was able to shower. The whole night exhausted her. It was overall fun but with a big award show like this, it took a toll on her body. But nothing like a hot shower to ease her muscles. Connecting her phone to a portable speaker, she put her music on shuffle and walked into the shower.

Meanwhile, back in the room, a sasaeng had crawled out from under the room service table after hearing the shower turn on. They began to place hidden cameras all over the room and called their buddy who was also around the hotel. 

"I'm in Jennie's room~! Our plan worked! I finally got in. The video is clear, right? Good." the sasaeng giggled and found her suitcase.

Opening it, they started to examine her personal belongings. They began to take some of her underwear and even took photos of her bra size. After having too much fun with her belongings, the suitcase fell to the floor and made a loud noise.

With Jennie, her stomach dropped, and she stopped everything that she was doing as soon. Hobi was not in the room yet because he was with friends so he couldn't be back yet.

Something was not right and someone was here.

What is she going to do?

Another sasaeng had walked into the room and it so happened to be someone who worked at the hotel. The same woman who had given Jennie her food. She eagerly helped the other person put Jen's stolen items under the table, including her friendship ring.

"We'll meet with the others later. Double check the cameras, and get out of here," she advised and left the room with the table.

Getting out of the shower while leaving it on, she put on a towel and disconnected her phone from the speaker to give Seijin a quick call to frantically tell him that there was someone in her room. After he told her that he was on his way with the others and security, she decided to stay in the bathroom, feeling anxious.

"Jennie~, I know you know I'm here! Come out so we can meet! I'm a huge fan~!" the sasaeng said in a teasing voice.

This was so scary. Never in her life had she ever been in this type of situation. She became anxious when she heard the doorknob rattle as the sasaeng tried to get in. She didn't know if the sasaeng had intentions of hurting her or had some sort of weapon. 

After hearing various sasaeng stories, she never thought she would be one to deal with someone breaking in. She hated this feeling. The feeling of being helpless and paralyzed with fear.

"Open up!" the sasaeng yelled, making her flinch and shed a few tears. 

The sasaeng didn't want to leave like they were supposed to. They wanted to get noticed by their bias. 

Looking around, Jennie grabbed the nearest weapon, a toilet plunger, just in case they attacked her. It wasn't much but it was something. She let out a shriek when the sasaeng began to kick at the door. After a while, they managed to break in and as soon as that door swung open, Jen couldn't even use the weapon.

"Get away from me!" Jen shouted when she was grabbed by the arm. 

The sasaeng had a tight grip, digging their nails into her skin, with that sick smile on their face. Seijin and various security guards rushed into the room, to go straight after the sasaeng while Jen screamed.

"No! No! I love her! Let me go! Let me go!" the sasaeng began struggling and managed to get detained while Seijin made sure Jen was all right. 

Jennie watched with distress as the sasaeng continued to go crazy. When they were taken away, she, still shaken up, explained what happened while in tears, holding on to Seijin. After he made a few calls, it was certain that Big Hit would be taking serious legal action over this, immediately.

If Jen didn't have her phone with her in the bathroom, who knows what could've happened? Her blood went cold as she still felt that death grip on her arm. She then looked at her suitcase which was open with her items scattered.

Anger soon overcame her, "And they had the audacity to touch my shit?!" 

She ran her hands through her wet hair, fearing for the worst of what might have been taken. When she got dressed in her pajamas, there was an investigation of how the sasaeng broke in. Clearly, the sasaeng had some connections in this hotel and someone or more people helped them sneak in.

When the members found out what had happened, they immediately rushed to her room, Namjoon being the first, running in to hug her.

"Are you hurt!?" he demanded with worry.

Jen was not happy. She was mainly angry at herself for being in that type of situation and getting so scared. She was considering taking self defense classes or something to defend herself if God forbid no one was there to save her. The members stayed with her while Seijin filled them in on everything. Yoongi, Namjoon, Jungkook, and Jimin especially struggled to keep their cool, while everyone was concerned for her safety.

Just to see how easily the sasaeng came in from a room service table was not good and they will be increasing security and doing more hotel room checks from now on.

"And we found hidden cameras." Seijin pointed out.

"You're the one with the good news, today, huh?" Jen asked sarcastically, shaking her head. "Man...hidden cameras? Unbelievable...well, I clearly made it because I now have people breaking into my hotel room."

This was sick. What if they filmed her when she was undressed?

Later that evening, Jungkook came back to her room while Hobi was showering. He was still shaken up by what had happened with Jennie. Everyone was. He had wished that he could've protected her.

Noticing something bothering her and decided to ask, "What's on your mind?"

"I'm so sorry..." she murmured, shaking her head as tears appeared in her eyes

"For what?" he asked in alarm.

"I'm so sorry, Kook..."

"Wh-what's wrong?"

"I lost the ring..." she mumbled.

"What?"

"I lost the ring, Jungkook. I-I thought they took it but it wasn't found on them. I dunno where it can be. It's not in the room, the sasaeng doesn't have it. It's gone. Th-they searched everywhere."

His eyes softened as he held her close. "It's okay."

"That friendship ring meant everything to me. Now it's gone."

"It's okay."

"How can you say that so easily?" she looked up.

"Because what we have isn't just a ring. Your safety is worth more than a ring," he responded firmly. "You or a simple ring, I'd choose you in a heartbeat. I'm just glad you're safe. That's all that matters."

There were numerous reports of Jennie being the next unfortunate victim of dealing with a sasaeng as fans had voiced their concern and hoped that she would be okay. It was going to be a while until she got over this but being with the members helped ease the tension.

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As a pre-birthday surprise, the members and MPD decided to prank Jin. First was a mission which was to make an acrostic poem with Hong Kong. When Jin was declared the winner, he was shocked.

"Why me?" Jin asked, flustered.

Since he was the winner, he went out with MPD while the production crew gave the members instructions. They were to have the lights off and the members not in the room but only a woman lying in the bed as they hoped that Jin would fall for the plan.

"Yo, V cannot keep a secret. He kept mentioning Jin's birthday." Jen said on camera while they hid in the bathroom.

"He mentioned it twice!" Rapmon added

'Trust me, I know.' Jungkook thought about the various times V almost blurted out his feelings for Jennie. 

Thankfully Jimin kept him in check. After a while, Jin came back and entered the room with MPD, only to jump when the girl screamed from the bed. Jin instantly jumped and began shaking.

"What, what, what is going on!?" he exclaimed.

"Happy birthday to you~!" the members walked out with a cake while laughing. Jin continued to stand there, stunned while Jimin held onto him. "Happy birthday to our beloved Jin Hyung! Happy birthday to you!"

"I was so startled!" Jin exclaimed after blowing out the candles. "I was like what? Who's that?"

"Did you fall for our plan?" J-Hope asked

"I did!"

When it was officially Jin's birthday, backstage during a music show, Suga and Jimin started a V-Live and walked over to Jin with a cake. Everyone had sung happy birthday to him.

"Whaaaaaa!" Suga yelled while the members butt in the camera to get in the frame.

"It's so good to be with our members on my birthday. And it's even better to be with our fans. Give me a knife to cut the cake." the birthday boy requested.

"Here you go!" J-Hope pretended that his hand was a knife, pretending to chop the cake while the other members did the same thing. 

After getting an official knife, Jin began to cut it.

"It's blueberry yogurt," Jimin informed.

"Looks mighty tasty~!" Jen added.

"Who wants it?" Jin asked

"You first, Jin." J-Hope answered

As soon as he took the first bite, J-Hope said, "Yeeeahhh."

When he ate another piece, the members said, "Yeaaaah."

Another bite.

"Yuuuuuum!"

"It's good, right?" J-Hope asked

And another bite.

"Yuuuuum!"

"So good!" Jin answered with his mouth full.

"53,000 of our fans are with us," Suga announced.

"It's my birthday and I hope you'll be happy too. We'll do our best to show you the best performance today. So please enjoy it." Jin beamed

"Happy birthday! Bye!" they wave goodbye.

After the V-Live, Jen presented Jin with a Mario themed birthday box. "Happy birthday~!"

"For me? And it's Mario? Oh wow, thank you, Jennie." he happily accepted it and sat down with her to open it. "I have been looking forward to getting your birthday box. It was one of my top birthday wishes."

"Oh really? Well, I'm glad this birthday wish came true. I hope you like it."

Opening up the letter, Jin couldn't help but giggle. On the top was a small ship she drew with the pun, 'Oh ship! It's your birthday!'

To my precious Jin,

Ah, you're getting older! But as each year goes by, you get more handsome. Just ask those who call you the car door guy back at the Melon Awards. Thank you for always taking care of me over the years. You have always looked out for me. Even that time when I was embarrassed when my period came unexpectedly and you were there and washed my sheets for me and took me to the store to buy what I needed. And as much as I hated that time when you forced me to take medicine when I got sick for the first time in Korea, I'm glad you did because even though we were just getting to know each other, you were concerned about me and wanted to help me.

You have no idea how proud you make me when I see you dance. I can definitely see the improvement and I hope you can too because your hard work is paying off. You have been working diligently on everything and just know that we appreciate all that you do. I will continue to help you clean and cook for the members. I don't want you to do all the work by yourself. I'll always be there to help you out. Oh yeah, and thanks for increasing my appetite because you were the main one wanting me to eat more when I came here. I want to be a part of Eat Jin soon, so invite me to your show!

Your laugh is one of my favorite things about you. It's contagious and I will continue to tease you about it. I also love your silly dad jokes. I swear I be like the only one laughing because of how silly they are but I always appreciate them. There are times when I think about them and start laughing and then the members stare at me like I'm crazy, haha. Including you! But you're the reason for my random laughter. Happy birthday and I wish you many more happy, safe, and healthy birthdays to come.

Love,

Your precious Jennie

After he had read the letter, he wrapped his arms around her for a tight hug and began giving her kisses all over her face as she tried to escape while laughing.

As the days went by in December, BTS promoted Run on music shows. During one show, V had the opportunity to MC. The members were very eager to watch him in action. Jennie wondered when she'd have that random opportunity to MC for a music show. It seemed a bit intimidating with the script and having to do all this random stuff. But she hoped that when it was her time to do so, it would be fun and a great learning experience.

"Ah shit, I accidentally got foundation on your face." she noticed some of her makeup on the side of Tae's cheek after she kissed him for good luck. 

That helped calm his nerves since he was so nervous about MCing and he began to laugh at her struggling to wipe the brown makeup off. 

"Stop laughing! I'm tryna help!" she giggled

"Hehehe, thank you, I needed this laugh." He responded as a stylist came to fix his makeup.

"You are going to be just fine. Everyone gets nervous when they do stuff like this for the first time. But you're a natural on camera. You're always so silly and bring in that adorable charm that fans love. We'll be watching you backstage, cheering you on, mkay? Ennie will always support you. Don't forget that."

Taehyung gave her two big kisses on her cheeks as she laughed. 

"Oh, my gosh, Tae! You got my makeup on you again!"

And for Inkigayo with Rap Monster MCing, Jen and the rest of the members watched him from backstage.

"Bruh...I dunno what he was so nervous for. If he is, it clearly does not show on camera. Look at how smooth he is. He's doing so well." Jen said for a Bangtan Bomb.

On Music Bank, the members were hoping to get their first win for Run. Some members were asked what they thought about the possibility of getting their first win. 

Jen answered, "Prayer is a powerful thing, so I'm praying that we get this first win. And I have faith in ARMY. Things will be fine."

Thanks to ARMY's hard work, Bangtan got first place as the confetti came down on the stage. Fans screamed louder than ever for them as the members broke out into huge smiles, applauding as they received flowers from the MCs. It was nothing like getting a first win and it was something that they will honor every time they get it.

"Thank you ARMY! Love you!" Suga said over the mic.

Receiving the mic, Jen happily shouted, "ARMY, you rock! Thank you!"

"Thank you so much ARMY!" V spoke

"Thank you, everyone! Woo! We won first place!" Jimin waved as their song came on while the other idols left the stage.

Since Bangtan won first place, they wanted Jennie and Jungkook to perform Adult Ceremony to become an adult. So, making ARMY scream louder than they were before, the members continued to slowly bend down and do a little bit of the choreography while singing run and waving.

Rushing off stage, Rapmon happily said, "We got first place! Jungkookie and Ennie are now adults!"

"Thank you!" Suga blew a kiss

"Woo~ First win! Woo! BTS Run first win, woo!" Jennie yelled in front of the Bangtan Bomb camera, grabbing it and giving it a big kiss on the lens.

"We got first place! We got first place!" J-Hope excitedly yelled

"You've worked hard~!" Jungkook waved

"Wow~!" Jin showed off the award, looking at it in awe.

"We won an award!" Jimin said, with Taehyung having his arm around his shoulder.

Backstage, Jimin and Jennie were filmed together with J-Hope making funny faces in the background and hugging Jen from behind.

"Jennie, since you became an adult and won first place, what are your thoughts?" Jimin asked.

"First, ARMY, you did this for us, your hard work and dedication to supporting us is always appreciated. So again, thank you and we love you very much. And since I've become an adult, I can have all the smarties I want without no one telling me no, muhahahah~!" she laughed evilly.

"Muhahahah?" J-Hope questioned

"Muhahaha!" she answered back.

"Muhahahaha~!" he copied her.

"You two are very weird." Jimin laughed.

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BTS were on another episode of Weekly Idol, discussing their RUN comeback. For random dancing, Coni mentioned, "As a way to motivate them so they don't make any more mistakes, what about giving a kiss to each other."

"Oh, that's really strong," J-Hope responded as the members looked astonished

"Who? Who?" Suga called out

"Say what now?" Jen added

"That's good, the first person to make a mistake will give a member a kiss on the cheek," Coni said

As the members began to dance, it started simple with no mistakes. But once Boy In Luv came on, it looked like Jungkook had messed up.

"Time out, time out. Jungkook!" Heechul exclaimed as they both went to him and J-Hope. 

They thought J-Hope's facial expressions were way too obvious and he acted like he didn't make a mistake.

"I was a bit confused," J-Hope admitted.

"Is it better to be kissed by Jungkook or by J-Hope?"

"Wouldn't it be better if they just kissed each other?" V suggested

"WOW!" everyone shouted.

Jennie began laughing loudly as she saw the two poor boys cringing and taking a step back.

"Say, 'Let's not be wrong from now on', then hug and once...twice...do that." Coni demonstrated, kissing Jungkook on the cheek as he cringed. 

Jennie giggled at his reaction. He was just too cute. Soon Jungkook and J-Hope held hands and stood in front of each other.

"Hyung, let's...not make mistakes," Jungkook said as they went to hug each other.

"Euahhhhhhhh~!" J-Hope yelled as they reluctantly got close to each other's faces. "This is cruel!"

Once J-Hope had yelled and kissed his cheek, everyone had to push Jungkook's head near J-Hope's cheek to kiss him. The boys were so happy when the torture was over.

"Everyone, this time, instead of a kiss, do one hit on the wrist," Coni revealed the next punishment.

When they continued their next round of random dancing, this time Suga got confused when I Need U came on and sheepishly tried to explain himself. He exposed his wrist out for Jungkook to hit. 

"You have to kind of like it!" Heechul explained, demonstrating getting hit and dramatically saying, "Ah!"

It seemed too inappropriate for the broadcast as the members burst out in laughter.

"No, he did not just say that!" Jen laughed.

"That's too weird!" Suga exclaimed and got hit by Jin and Rapmon afterward.

"If you get it wrong the third time, this time, the butt." Coni demonstrated.

Jennie took a step back, exclaiming, "UH! UH!"

"UH UH!" "UH UH!" They replay her shocked sound effect as everyone laughed while she protectively covered her butt with her hands.

"I will knock somebody out," she announced, getting defensive, pounding her fist once against her palm.

Taehyung had accidentally slapped her ass during the War of Hormone era in one performance at a music show. She knew fans wanted the full story of how that happened. She planned to discuss it when she went to talk to JRE in January. 

Her ass was not going to get hit by anyone. Not today. Not the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and so on. You have to earn it to touch her ass. 

Jimin and Taehyung thought about Jennie messing up and trying to get Jungkook to be the one to give her the punishment, giggling to themselves.

As they danced again, War of Hormone came on and it popped up to Jen's verse.

Of course, it did...

Strutting to the front she danced powerfully.

...but I ain't you baby, you gotta earn that. 

Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello! 

I'll tell you what I want right now! 

Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello! 

I ain't giving it to you right now!

She successfully got the moves right as the chorus continued. She was not letting anyone touch her booty. They can look but they can't touch. If anything, you gotta be her significant other first.

Once Boy in Luv came on, Jimin was finally caught. 

"We'll do the last punishment and after that, especially for you, we'll add another on top of that," Coni said. "The two MCs will hug Jimin and-"

"No," Jimin begged. "You don't have to do things like that." he fell to his knees and laughed

"A hug and a kiss," Heechul said while the members laughed and applauded.

Jennie, Suga, J-Hope, Taehyung and Jungkook gave Jimin pats on his butt and then he was hugged from behind by Heechul. When Jimin received kisses on the cheek, the members yelled, continuing to cringe.

During the next segment, BTS received phone calls from various fans who were very excited. The phone lines were down due to the high demand for Bangtan, which bewildered the members. One fan had spoken in English, talking to Jennie and she was moved that the fan was learning English to communicate with her. Jen made the fan feel good when she praised their English skills.

"So, what is this about Jin and Jennie wrestling?" Coni asked 

Jin and Jen glanced at each other and laughed while the members thought about the hilarious memories.

"That was a fun day." Jen happily nodded.

"That match didn't count because she cheated. I was supposed to win." Jin exclaimed

"You tapped out. It doesn't get much clearer than that, Jin."

"AHHHHHHH~!" the members said with their loud laughter filling the studio.

They had played the clip of Jennie putting Jin in an armbar and him tapping out while Jin became flustered. His ears got red as he tried to explain himself.

"Will there be a continuation?" Heechul asked. "Round two?"

"I mean, we could. You down?" Jen turned to Jin.

"I still need to win so of course." Jin nodded eagerly.

"I dunno about all that but anyway." she teased as Jin blankly stared at her. "I guess when we have some free time, we'll think of some funny promos and work on what we want to do for Jin vs Jen Part 2. Stay tuned."

As the show went on, with Rapmon struggling to cut an onion, they had their idol on the grill segment. The male members would be called Bulletproof Girl Scouts while Jennie would be called the Bulletproof Boy Scout. They recapped the female idols the boys wanted to get closest to and how Jennie was very interested in EXO. So the plan was to dance to an idol song and they'll be given Korean Beef.

"Jennie! Which EXO song would you like to perform?" she was asked.

"Call me baby~," she answered and stood up.

"Of course." Jimin giggled.

"Yes, we are fully aware that you love this group a lot. Especially Baekhyun." Coni teased.

"I hope that one day I could have the opportunity to collab with an EXO member." she brought up. "That would be so cool. I learn a lot from groups such as them when I watch them perform. It motivates me to work harder. Collabing with a group like EXO, I'm sure I can learn a lot from them. Even if it's just one member, a simple dance collab, or singing together, I'd be grateful."

"EXO if you are watching, what is your answer?" Coni asked.

As the song came on, it started with the chorus after Chanyeol's verse. It looked like she would have to do some eye-opening pelvic thrusts. She even had her hand on her crotch and thrust her hips up. It surprised the members along with her fluent body rolls and movement with the song. The MCs were impressed with her powerful movements and praised her. When Jen watched the rest of the members dance, she immediately covered her mouth when Rapmon danced to EXID's Up & Down.

When it was Jungkook's turn, he mentioned that he wasn't familiar with any IU songs and decided to dance Up & Down instead. Sure enough, being the extra Golden Maknae that he is, the MCs hyped him up while the members laughed. Jennie dropped her jaw when he started to thrust up and down.

"Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!" the MCs yelled as he displayed a different personality once again.

'Did you hear what Jennie said on Weekly Idol!?' fans asked under Baekhyun's Instagram. 

What got everyone talking was that Baekhyun had only responded with a smiley emoji, causing everyone to flip out at the possibility.

Will SM Entertainment allow a member from EXO to collaborate with Jennie one day? 

And will Big Hit allow Jennie to collaborate with a member from EXO one day? 

These were questions on everyone's minds and it had been anticipated ever since she released that cover. It looked like they would have to stay tuned to find out.

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When Christmas Eve came, Jennie and Jungkook spent the day playing video games in Jungkook's room.

"Jennie, later I want you to help me bake," Jin called out, walking past the room.

"I got you, just let me know!" she answered.

Jin examined the living room of the dorm with a smile. Christmas music was playing softly in the background and the tree was decorated. After a fierce game of rock, paper, scissors, Jin was the one to put the star on the tree.

"And what are you two doing, now?" he asked when Jimin and Taehyung were wandering around the dorm.

"Put one right here...right here...right there...and there..." Jimin placed mistletoes all around the dorm with Taehyung, in hopes to finally get JenKook to kiss. 

The 95 Liners wanted this done ASAP. 

This needed to happen TODAY.

"Why are you putting so many mistletoes up?" Jin asked

"Shhh, not so loud, you want them to notice?" Jimin shushed him.

"Jennie and Jungkook? Oh my gosh, Jimin, Taehyung, this is not going to work."

"Yeah. You two should give it up. You're doing too much..." Yoongi mumbled from the couch, lying down.

"I don't think that is going to work. Just let it go naturally, all right?" Namjoon added

"Oh come on! This will be a great opportunity!" Taehyung whined.

"I dunno what we are going to do with them." Jin sighed and went to the kitchen.

Later that day, Jen helped Jin with baking tons of cookies and placed the last remaining gifts under the tree. Jungkook joined in to make sure things were in order.

Meanwhile, Jimin and Taehyung watched JenKook's every move, hoping that they would get under one of the many mistletoes they put around the dorm. They waited all day and still had no success in getting them under the mistletoe. It began to frustrate the 95 Liners. 

It wasn't until later that evening they finally yelled, "Look who is under the mistletoe~!" when Jennie was right in front of Jungkook who was by the door in the bathroom and they looked up to see a mistletoe on top of the door.

"Oh. Oh wow." Jen chuckled softly.

Jungkook looked shooked once he saw it. He was not prepared as his hyungs were looking on in anticipation and cheering. The pressure was starting to get to him and he began to feel overwhelmed. 

"I mean, you wanna...?" Jen's voice brought him back to reality as she was waiting for him to tell her what he wanted to do.

"U-uh, sorry." he quickly rushed away, flustered, going to his room.

That did not sit well with the 95 Liners.

"JEON JUNGKOOOOOOOOOOOK!" Jimin yelled in anguish, falling to his knees.

"NO!" Taehyung rushed after him with Jimin.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! ARE YOU SERIOUS!?"

Jennie laughed at how silly they were acting. "Guys, it's all good! Relax!" she reassured. "Anyway, I gotta pee."

She, however, did deep down feel a little disappointed that he decided not to kiss her. But brushed the feeling aside. She shouldn't take it personally. He probably didn't want to be put on the spot like that. She understood.

With Jungkook who was trying to calm himself down in his room, he was a little angry at himself for chickening out but he wanted to kiss her without anyone looking. He wanted to do stuff like that in private. Alone, with no one else around or in another room nearby. But with his hyungs all around him like this, that wasn't going to work. 

If they were truly alone, he would relax and show her a real kiss like he always dreamed about.

Once it was past 12am, Christmas Day, Jen had been cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen while everyone else had settled into their room. Hearing footsteps, she glanced up to see Jungkook strolling into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

"Ah, so you finally came out of your room," she called out as she watched him avert his eyes and set the water down on the counter. "Am I that unkissable?" she teased.

As soon as she said that, he looked up, widening his eyes. "N-no! It's not that, i-it's just..."

"Hey, it's fine, don't worry about it. I understand. It's a lot of pressure being put on the spot like that. I'm not one for kissing in front of an audience like that, myself."

"But-"

"Kook, it's fine. Really. I get it."

"I wanted to. I wanted to kiss you."

That caught her by surprise. "Really?"

"Yeah. I wanted to. I still do," he responded and saw her smile instantly from his words.

While JenKook talked, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi were spying on them from afar. The three tried not to make any noise as they eagerly watched them.

"What are you two doing-"

"Shh!" they cut Jin off and brought him close to them so he wouldn't get noticed.

"Oh my gosh...if they would just look up already. I planted a mistletoe right in the kitchen." Jimin complained in a hushed voice

"I know~," Taehyung whined.

"Now, what if this doesn't work?" Jin called out

"It will work! It better work!" Jimin grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him.

"W-we can always try New Year's!"

"No! Jimin and I want this done now! Long overdue! One step closer to our wonderful ship to sail." Taehyung replied

Back with JenKook, Jennie looked at him. Something in her stomach flipped and part of her felt thrilled that he wanted to kiss her. Throughout the entire rest of the day after the first attempt, she had that feeling in the back of her mind that she wanted to kiss him. But she couldn't understand why.

Should she be feeling this way?

Jungkook soon looked up and noticed that there was a mistletoe right over him, causing butterflies in his stomach and excitement.

The boys spying on them became so giddy that their cover was almost blown when they saw them find out.

Jennie and Jungkook stood in the kitchen in a comfortable silence, glancing up at the mistletoe and back at each other.

Did she want to kiss him? Should he make a move?

Noticing him trying to figure out what to do, Jennie decided to take the lead, slowly walking forward and gently grabbing his hands. As she looked up at him, she realized how much she loved how her soft hands fit nicely with his large ones and how handsome he looked up close. 

Standing on top of his feet, she raised herself up on her tippy toes until she was right at his face. The faint Christmas music was heard in the background as they spent a moment looking at each other.

"Oh my God, oh my God, it's happening..." Taehyung fanboyed with Jimin in quiet voices as they looked on.

Jungkook watched her lean in, closing her eyes and he soon did the same until their lips met, softly. He felt so many emotions as he kissed her and even faintly tasted peppermint on her lips from the candy cane she had eaten earlier.

As soon as they saw them lock lips, Jimin and Taehyung covered their mouths before they screamed for joy. The two fell to the ground, rolling around in excitement while Hobi and Jin were jumping around in glee, back in the bedroom.

Jennie felt something strong behind such a simple mistletoe kiss with her best friend as she gently pulled away, releasing his hands. She felt her heart rate increase while Jungkook felt his cheeks flushed. 

"There. Not so bad, right?" she took a step back and smiled softly. "Merry Christmas, Kookie."

Watching her walk to her room to go to bed, Jungkook touched his lips and let out a soft chuckle, overjoyed. Her lips were softer than he expected. Big difference from Rookie King.

Reminiscing on the moment he shared with her, he wanted to kiss her more than just once like they just did. The kiss felt too quick for him and he made a promise that the next time they kissed on the lips, he'd show her a real kiss to prove how much she meant to him. 

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"Merry Christmas!" Taehyung dove on top of Jennie on her bed as she let out a groan. 

It was too early for this. She was just dreaming about Nike finally noticing her and allowing her to endorse their stuff.

"Merry Christmas~!" Jimin ran in to dive on top of Tae, causing her to let out another groan.

"Merry Christmas~!" Jungkook jumped on top of Jimin while Jennie continued to deal with the torture of heavy bodies on her back.

She muffled something against her pillow while the Maknae Line tried to comprehend what she was saying.

"Guys, I think we're crushing her, hehehe." Taehyung giggled as they all got off of her.

She rolled out of bed and stood up. "Ow, my back...why are y'all so damn heavy?"

"Come on, we wanna open up presents! But Jin is making us eat breakfast, first! Let's go! Get a move on!" Taehyung dragged her out of the room to meet with the rest of the members. 

Saying their good mornings, they sat to eat.

As breakfast went along, Jimin mischievously asked with a smirk, "So...did anyone get caught under the mistletoe, last night?"

Jungkook instantly narrowed his eyes at him but then glanced at Jennie. She looked unfazed and not bothered by the question.

"What about you Jennie? Kiss anyone last night?" Hobi asked.

"You kissed someone last night?" Yoongi asked with sleep in his voice.

"Who'd you smooch?" Namjoon asked with interest.

"I'm just glad there wasn't any tongue." Jin blurted out

"Wow, you just exposed yourself. You were spying." Jen called out, making Jin flustered.

"Darn it Jin!" Taehyung exclaimed.

"Come on!" Jimin yelled.

"Who kissed who?" Namjoon kept asking.

"She kissed Jungkook last night!" Taehyung announced loud and proud.

Jungkook felt himself blushing and looking down. He could never get a break from his hyungs. 

"Did you like the kiss?" Hobi asked with a smile.

"Sorry, but I don't kiss and tell." she smiled and placed her dishes in the sink.

[skinnywalker]

Hello! Can I ask for a lost boys smut (Paul & Michael) finding their male mate and immediately making their move? You can add the other boys too if you want:] thank you!

My boys 🤤

♡ BITING BETWEEN ♡ (Michael x reader x paul)

(Smut under the cut)

There comes a time where every male vampire gets that need. That stomach turning, sense filling, captivating every thought need, and for most of the boys that need had already been filled.

"God damnit how long are those two gonna be moping over a mate!?!"

David threw himself down upon the couch starring at the still closed door, inside Paul and Michael smelled the only thing they had of their mate, a single lost glove.

"I mean they haven't left the glove alone for DAYS!"

Dwayne shrugged.

"I guess they just cling to what they have."

Thats when it hit Paul. The smell of cigarettes mixed with cotton candy was the undertone of the glove.

"Mike he was on the pier when he lost it! We-we've got to go!"

The two stumbled free seeing blindly for any hint of their mate's aroma. The sea edge was full of tourists laughing and singing. It was nauseating for the needy blood-suckers. Paul pushed through the hords of night walkers desperate for some sign of his mate then a sound rang out from Michael.

"IT'S YOU."

The two corner the other man before scoping him terrified on the bridge and into the hideout.

"Please don't hurt me please."

He wriggled trying desperately to free.

"Never angel never"

Paul muttered lovedrunk as he ran his tongue along his mate's neck.

"You see sweet boy you were made for us."

Michael grips his chin and breathes against his lips.

"And the last thing I want to do is hurt."

The boys tighted their hold on his body. He knows he should be scared trapped between two vampires but he can't help how horny their ruting along his legs makes him feel.

Paul bit first, sloppy sucking brushes mixed with blood.

"Don't worry baby."

Michael yanked free his pants.

"You'll be one of us soon."

While Paul focused on his neck Michael bite down his stomach to his boxers. His dick sprung free already leaking precum.

"You're ready already."

He ran his tongue along his mate's length earning whoreish moan. He then took the whole thing into his mouth teasing the other man to near tears.

"Please! P-please let me cum!"

He's grins the cruelest grin imaginable.

"Alright baby."

That seems to alert something in paul who moves his head from the neck to the back of the head.

The two push the other man down, strip him and force him to take their fingers I his mouth.

"Come on, suck it up like a good boy."

Paul's finger slip out and trust deep into his hole. He gasps drooling down his chin and chest as Michael's fingers join. They create a sloppy rhythm causing him to grind down. This time Michael bites sucking his own mark along the flurry of bruises. They pulled out just to refill him with their dicks.

"That's it baby. You'll be all ours."

He moans feeling his whole body breakdown into their bodily warmth. Paul was right, he needed to be all theirs forever and ever and-

They came rough and full nearly breaking him in half.

"God baby, I think we'll need to do this again."

[missluckycharms]

Could you do a smut at anne's house(harry's mum's house)????

Three Taps.

Summary: in which Y/N has to sneak into Harrys house at night to be alone with him and Harry loves hot chocolate with pink marshmallows.

A/N: this is a high school Harry x Y/N fic, both are eighteen in this, just keep that in mind as they are in high school but they’re of age.

Masterlist.

Warnings: Dom!Harry, oral sex, praise kink, size kink, gagging, dirty talk, Harry tends to be a sarcastic asshole even when they’re doing the devils tango.

Word count: 3.4K

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Three taps.

Thats what Harry told Y/N to do, tap three times on his bedroom window and he’d let her in. It’s been their code every few nights when she would sneak over to his house, or he would sneak into hers. Sure, they’re both eighteen, but as all parents say ���my house, my rules” so they have to abide by that, kind of.

The pair have only been dating for a little over six months now, both of them graduating soon and moving away for college, but they’ll work around that when the time comes, for now, they have have to work around how Harry can fuck his girlfriend just the way they like, without his Mum waking up and finding them both in bed together, that wouldn’t be a pretty picture Harry thinks.

He’s on red alert, Y/N texting him nearly ten minutes ago saying she successfully snuck out and is now on her way over, the walk to his house is usually fifteen minutes, but she doesn’t mind, she’ll do anything to spend time with Harry — the same Harry who would fold someone up like a pretzel and shove them in a locker if they called him a name, but if Y/N did it, she would get a small smirk and a wink, knowing exactly what hers and only hers punishment was for that.

Harry is a complicated person, to his friends he’s nice - ish, to strangers he looks cold and like he would use you as his skateboard face down on the tarmac if you looked at him wrong, sure he would do that — but he’s not like that under all his rough exterior, he has a warm heart and loves squishy cuddles, and he also loves marshmallows in his hot chocolate, but only Y/N sees that side of him — he only allows her and his Mum to see that side of him. It took him a long time to actually soften up to her, the girl being persistent that she knew what he was really like, he’d shrug and laugh it off saying she was crazy, but when him and his Mum got into an argument and he showed up to Y/N’s house at nearly two in the morning, soaking from the rain and his cheeks tear stained — she knew he finally let down all his walls, he needed her and she gave him what he needed in that time, a hug and a mug of hot chocolate with pink only pink! Marshmallows.

Ever since he opened up to her that night, sipped on her heavenly made hot chocolate, he knew that he could always be safe with her, he would always know that she’s there when he needs her most and visa versa. They’re deemed the “odd couple” in school due to Harry being so cold and Y/N being the slightly quiet and lovable girl who would rather hug someone to death than shove them in a locker and leave them there, but somehow their differences only draw them together and make them one of the best couples there is, they balance one another out — Harry brings out Y/N’s crazy and adventurous side while Y/N brings out Harrys soft and calm side, opposites attract, and they’re living proof of it happening.

He jumps when the small three taps are heard at his window, his body immediately kneeling up and pulling across his curtains, looking down at her stood in his front garden with a hand full of small pebbles from his Mums flower garden (she always returns them) she’s smiling up at him, his own body on his bed right next to his window as he peers down at her, clad in his red baggy hoodie and her black leggings, her hair poking out from the hood of the hoodie as she waits for him to open the window.

“Ladder is by the gate baby” he whispers loudly down to her, she barely hears as she nods, making her way towards the back gate leading to their garden. She grabs it, making sure to not fall or it will wake his Mum up. Harry is practically hanging out the window when she rests the ladder against the wall, looking up at him as she wipes her forehead ridding the sweat.

“Sometimes, I think you only do this so I’ll get off my ass and actually work out” she grumbles falling in through his window and onto his bed, his laugh low as he pulls her jelly like body in, her laughs coming out as pants as he rests her down onto his pillow before shutting his window quietly, his ears on high alert for any movements from his Mums room across the hall.

“You’re just a lazy bum, sometimes I think you may pass out if you walk too much” he jokes looking down at her as she rolls her eyes, pulling down the hood and freeing her hair.

“I hate you. Fuck me, is your heating on?!” She says pulling his hoodie from her body, throwing it onto the floor and leaving her in only a sports bra and leggings, Harrys eyes widening at how easily she slipped it off and laid back down with no care in the world.

“Mum likes to keep it on, apparently her toes get cold in the night no matter what time of year it is” he rolls his eyes, leaning down to hover over her, forearms on either side of her head as she bites her lip smiling up at him giddily.

“No wonder you sleep naked, feels like a furnace” she jokes as Harry hums kissing her neck, her eyes rolling back at the feeling as she wraps her legs around his waist, their crotches grinding down on one another’s as they breath heavily trying to avoid moaning loudly — they both found out they love being vocal in bed, one day Harry was home alone and him and Y/N practically screamed down the house, he’s surprised Mrs Walker next door didn’t ring the police.

“Need to be quiet for me baby, okay?” He says whispering in her ear, her breathy moans being masked by his neck, her lips all over him as he rolls his head back, allowing her more access as she bites and nips at his skin, leaving behind marks that he’ll have to steal some of his Mums makeup to mask over when he’s walking around.

“Should be saying that to you, mister loud mouth” she jokes in a whisper by his ear, her lips sucking on his lobe is what causes him to bury his head in her neck to groan lowly from his chest, his hips rutting down into hers as they both roam one another’s bodies with their lips and hands.

“Very smart mouth for a girl who prefers it to be stuffed full of m’cock” he moans back, her lips now sucking and licking over his sweet spot just under his ear lobe, her own moan muffled by his skin as he shuts his eyes and looks up to the ceiling allowing her to kiss him further, her lips leaving a burning trail down his neck and over his collar bones — his favourite place to give and receive hickies on.

“Harry, shut up and just do something” she says annoyed, frustrated at her boyfriend who always choose to tease her with sarcastic remarks, he knows it riles her up and he loves that, he loves how needy and angry she gets when he grinds his clothed cock down onto her making sarcastic remarks and softly degrading her slowly as she grows wetter and wetter at his movements and words.

“Don’t have to ask me twice baby” he laughs kissing down her torso, his hands immediately shrugging off her bra with her help, and then he slowly pulls down her leggings along with her panties, leaving kisses on the spaces he makes bare and small hushed complements against her skin as he takes her all in under the light of his ten year old soccer ball shaped light hanging from the ceiling above them.

She’s a squirming mess under him, his lips instantly attaching to her clit as she bends her legs, resting her legs over his shoulders as he holds onto her outer thighs, the grip probably marking her skin as he devours her on his bed, his eyes looking up at her biting down on her lip, her hands grabbing a pillow and shoving it over her face to muffle her moans, Harry can hear them slightly, his eyes rolling back into his head as she shakes and squeezes her legs around his head.

“Come on baby, need to see you” he says slipping two fingers into her but not moving, the pillow coming away from her face as she looks at him in her usual fucked out state, glassy eyes and messed up hair.

“H, I can’t, I need to have it over me” she says referring to the pillow, her body shaking as Harry begins to slowly move his fingers in and out of her, stretching her as she drips down his fingers, the sound of his movements in her cunt causing him to press down his hips onto his bed to relieve himself a little.

“Put y’pretty panties in y’mouth baby” he says slurred from pleasure, his own hair a curly mess as his lips become more swollen and spit covered from how harsh he’s eating her out. He takes her panties in one hand, reaching up and rolling them into her mouth, instructing her to bite down on the white lace fabric before he’s back between her legs eating her out.

She’s moaning around the fabric of her panties, her drool wetting the lace as she tugs on Harry’s curls, his moans deep and raspy in her cunt as he keeps his eyes on hers that are threatening to close every second, the slaps he sends to her thighs cause her to open them back up and keep contact with him, his smile devious as he purposely sucks on her clit when she’s close, knowing it ruins her when he does that — he loves to watch her struggle to bite back her moans, the pair of them feeling the rush of nearly being caught everytime one of them make a loud moan or move too quickly which causes his headboard to slap a little off the wall behind it. He’s lapping up all her juices and her moans she’s muffling, her body shaking as he finally brings her to her first high of the night, his fingers not stopping as he rides her through it, kisses being placed to her thighs as she finally calms down, tears brimming her eyes and a lazy smile around her panties that are clutched between her teeth.

“Doing okay baby? Need me to take these out?” He asks crawling back up her body her hands immediately tangling back in his hair as she nods, letting him pull the soaked panties from her mouth, his mouth drooling at the sight of them in his hands.

“Gonna be able to take my cock without being gagged? Or will ya need to have your pretty lace panties back between your teeth?” He teases her, her eyes hooded with pleasure as she scratches her nails down his chest and stomach making the muscles under his skin flex with the slight burn of the marks she’s leaving behind.

“Want you to ruin me, may need them back in between my teeth” she says breathlessly, a slight smirk on her lips as he groans at her words, grabbing the panties and placing them in his own mouth, bending down and feeding them into her mouth, her own teeth clasping them as they leave his mouth, his tongue licking over her lips as she looks up at him with her glassy doe eyes.

[loosesodamarble]

Little Things

Just some random factoids about my Black Clover ocs that aren't enough to make individual posts about.

Josele Canty

Josele likes to aimlessly draw in dirt. She’s not a dedicated artist but she's a decent one. And even though she knows what she doodles will fade, the idea of “I drew here once and even though it’s gone physically, I’ve left my mark here somehow” touches her heart.

Josele considers her greatest luxury to be the ring Morgen proposed to her with. It's simple and, price wise, doesn't compare to the many dresses he's bought her, but it's priceless to her.

Pajamas of choice: nightgown, short or long. No exceptions. It’s one article of clothing to slip in and out of.

Her shower thoughts would include just reciting the last book she's read with eerie accuracy.

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Helia Nymvire

Helia loves burying her hands/feet into things. Sand, mud, water, anything that can be submerged into really. Those varying tactile sensations are fun.

She likes to buy shiny baubles. Hair clips, bracelets, or pendants. For herself or her friends, she likes trinkets that bring out one’s eyes or compliments their hair color.

Pajamas of choice: shorts and tank top since she overheats easily. That or just her underwear if she’s feeling particularly toasty on some evenings.

Has dragged every member of the Black Bulls into a mud pit with Henry as the sole exception (for obvious reasons).

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Selen Nymvire

Selen is fond of flower buds. The small, unbloomed flowers have potential and that fills him with hope.

He likes taking baths so whenever he indulges, he typically buys nice bath salts or soaps. Later on, per Nero's suggestion, he starts keeping little sachets of soap shavings or salts so he never loses a scent.

Pajamas of choice: um, none? He would go to sleep in whatever he’s wearing at any given moment, no exceptions. The man could be in a full tuxedo and be perfectly comfortable sleeping in it. He’s probably forgotten that clothes specific to sleeping exist.

Shockingly flexible. Can do full splits and reach a foot behind his head without discomfort.

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Lorelei Koascky

She takes pride in how many pages in her books have dog-eared corners. She's a heathen that bookmarks via bent page corners and sees those corners as proof of how many times she's read her books.

Lorelei indulges in some good massages because sometimes, being hunched over magic textbooks can hurt. She's gotten out of Marx chewing her out for spending her research budget on massages by inviting him to some too.

Pajamas of choice: matching long sleeve shirt and pants. Nothing but fine silk wrapping her body for bed.

Has a book she uses exclusively to put her to sleep because it's just that boring. So many of the pages are warped and smudged from drool she's left on it.

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Irene Lodeston

She likes the look of polished floors. Whether they be wood laminate or tile, shiny and sparkling floors give her a sense of joy.

She loves tea and coffee. She's always seeking out fancy blends and loves buying ones with limited releases. She has a whole room in her manor dedicated to storing tea leaves and coffee beans.

Pajamas of choice: either goes with matching pajama pants and shirt or a nightgown.

Has kissed Letoile in front of her class because the children cheered for them to do it. Irene thinks of the moment fondly while Letoile is embarrassed she got pressured by children.

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Lexi Tateson

Something small she likes to do is walk narrow lines. The top of a fence, a tree bridge over a ditch, or just a drawn line. Tetia jokes that Lexi should've become a tightrope walker instead of a bodyguard given her fascination.

Lexi's way of indulging involves buying trinkets, toys, and snacks from Clover Kingdom and bringing them to the children of the elf tribe. She loved seeing them marvel at the culture difference through those small things.

Pajamas of choice: whatever the medieval equivalent of sweatpants and a t-shirt is. Simple and easy to wear so she can be at the ready at a moment’s notice.

Lexi and Licht have tried testing which of their magics is stronger but never came to a conclusion.

[nikethestatue]

Forbidden

Elriel Month - Day 4, Forbidden

Pining, a little bit fluffy, a little bit angsty and plenty of Nyx if you like him

The weather was miserable, and Azriel was miserable as well.

After finishing his work at his office in the city, he would’ve typically walked, but the freezing sleet that bombarded his wings didn’t inspire walking. His mood only worsened the moment he stepped out of the building, and he found himself hating everything. Hating himself, for being a coward, hating Rhys, hating the completely innocent Cassian and Nesta, who were absolutely gracious towards him, and allowed him to remain living in, what was technically, their house now. He rose swiftly in the air, flying towards the red stone monstrosity that was carved into the mountain, while the cold rain pelted his already-freezing wings. Everything was freezing. He could’ve thrown a shield over himself, like a smart male, but he wasn’t being very smart lately. He just didn’t fucking care.

Petulant and morose, he wondered for a millionth time when and why everything went wrong for him? Why was it that the thing he loved and relished the most in his life—his family—were now the cause of his greatest despair? How could his brother, the brother who gave him his new life, who cared for and protected him, who did not judge him and gave him the opportunity to live the life Azriel wanted, who paid him generously and allowed him the freedom to operate as he saw fit—how did this brother suddenly became the impediment to Azriel’s happiness? The brother that Azriel loved and admired now outright forbade Azriel’s happiness. And over what? The ginger princeling that Azriel didn’t care for at all…as he didn’t care for the entire family. He had to sacrifice his happiness to please a Vanserra! The mere thought of it enraged him so intensely, he almost crashed into a roof. As he banked to avoid the green tiles slick with rain, he wondered if Lucien would act as honorably if the roles were reversed? Would he maintain his composure like Azriel always tried to do in Lucien’s presence? Would he fly him in his arms? (Truly, a rather horrifying memory, if Azriel had to admit. Carrying fucking Lucien Vanserra in his arms, like a babe. Like he’d carry Elain. Or even Feyre. He was forced to cradle Lucien!). Would he avoid Elain?

Elain.

Azriel wanted Elain. He always wanted her—wanted her giggly laugh, the sparkle of her caramel eyes, the flip of the braid, the surprisingly firm touch of her calloused fingers, the scent of her, the rosy blush of her cheeks. Even though he was forbidden from courting her, or pursuing her in any fashion, they still came together at family gatherings and Azriel learned of her sharp, sometimes brutal sense of humour, of her inquisitiveness, and of things that surprised him. She let it slip that she wanted to travel, wanted to see the world, the continent, all the Courts. Wanted to eat exotic foods and go to museums and botanic gardens and drink coffee in small cafes. She told him that she dreamed of going to the beach and lazing around in the white sand.

Fuck it.

Tonight, he wanted Elain. He wanted to see her with a desperation that almost hurt his bones. Even if for a few moments. Maybe just at dinnertime, under Rhys’s annoying scrutiny, but he could do it. For her, he could do it. Forbidden or not.

So, he made a sharp turn and flew away from the House of Wind, toward the River Estate. The rain was now relentless and even in his sour mood, he had the presence of mind to finally shield himself, though it did little to dispel his gloomy thoughts.

The house wasn’t warded against his entry—he still had a bedroom and an office in there, though he used it very infrequently now. Shaking off the water that was sluicing off his wings as much as he could, he opened the door and entered.

A roar greeted him. A despondent, angry, colossal roar that came from the pudgy baby that currently wheeled into the foyer in his wooden walker. Nyx was screaming like he was being gutted. His perfectly round face was wet with tears, scrunched up and so red, that Azriel feared that his nephew might be having a conniption.

“Hello?” Azriel called out, as he removed his sodden jacket, and then considered, and removed his boots, so not to drag the water and mud across the marble floor.

Nyx was still screaming angrily, looking at Azriel with a weird challenge in his blue eyes.

Shaking his head, Azriel muttered, “What is going on with you?” and then sent a coil of fluffy shadow towards Nyx. Usually, it was enough to placate the baby and allowed for a moment of reprieve. Nyx, however, watched the shadow with disgust, and as soon as it approached him, he swapped at it with his fat hand, trying to slap it away. The shadow attempted a little jump, eager to play with him, but it only caused a further scream of outrage, as Nyx lunged at it with ferocious hatred, swatting it away, until Azriel pulled all the shadows back, so not to aggravate the situation further. Nyx’s soft baby wings were tangled behind his back, since he kept flaring them in his rage, and then unsuccessfully snapping them back, so Azriel squatted in front of him and began to gently dislodge and straighten them, while Nyx wailed and squirmed in the walker. “What are you, possessed?” muttered Azriel and pulled Nyx out of the walker, and was immediately rewarded with an even louder scream, as snot and drool flew everywhere.

“Azriel!”

There she was.

Everything stopped. Azriel no longer heard Nyx’s grunting and angry squeals, as he held him and stroked his head, gently smoothing down the silky black hair.

He’d never seen Elain so…frazzled. And so beautiful. So…human.

The girl he loved was always put together, even when gardening, in her floppy hat and dungarees, she looked picture perfect. In the kitchen, in her colourful aprons that she bought from one specific shop, she was pretty and pristine. But standing in front of him right now, this was the most lovely Elain that he’d ever seen. Cauldron boil him, but Elain was wearing black…tights? Hose? He didn’t know what they were, and even if he did, he probably couldn’t form a coherent thought in his mind, because he’d never seen Elain quite so…exposed. Those long, slender legs were clad in skin-tight black tights, and there was no escaping the shape of her body, of her lean thighs, of her lovely bare feet and her manicured toes. But what jolted him even more was that she was wearing HIS shirt. One of those shirts that he wore around the house, sparred in, and generally discarded into the laundry hamper when he was done with his exercises. His mind reeled. She was wearing HIS shirt. Why? Gods above, this was the most delicious sight to ever grace his eyes.

Azriel has had many women in his life. Too many females to count. He’s even been with human women, those who dared, and wanted a bit of their own winged Fae experience. He’d seen them naked and prone, had seen them flushed with climaxes, screaming louder than Nyx was currently doing. He’d felt, tasted, touched and filled bodies of every colour and shape. Yet nothing prepared him for the barefoot Elain in her black tights and his shirt. Nothing.

Where was Rhys, for gods’ sake? Where was Feyre? The twins? Servants? Why was he left standing here, with the most desirable and gloriously attired female, all alone? His wings flared involuntarily, his body wanting, yearning for her. Wanting all of her. All of this. Everything that was forbidden to him.

Her braid was loose, honey-coloured strands escaping wantonly and spilling over her shoulder, framing her pale, rosy cheeks.

“Az, you are here!” she exclaimed, eyes widening with what he could only mark as excitement. Maybe even pleasure.

“Good evening,” he tried to sound normal, though his voice felt deep and hoarse and suddenly dropped a couple of octaves. “What is,”

“He lost Brute!” she cried in desperation. “I’ve been looking for fifteen minutes, and I can’t find it! Please,”

“Got it,” he said, tucking Nyx under his arm, like a sack of potatoes.

This was dangerous ground.

 Following their unnecessarily lavish mating ceremony, Cassian and Nesta went on their honeymoon. In Illyria. When Azriel found out, he gagged. Cassian laughed. “You can’t take her somewhere better?” Azriel wondered, shaking his head. “Anywhere is better. The fucking Spring Court is better!” Cassian slapped his shoulder and argued, “Pretty, but deadly. At least to me. I’ll kick the bucket if I spend more than 15 minutes in Spring Court and Nesta will have to bring my dead body back here.” Azriel shrugged, “Might be worth it, if she avoids going to Illyria”. “You are too harsh, brother,” was all Cassian said, though Az felt like he wasn’t harsh enough. Nevertheless, Nesta and Cassian went to Illyria and to everyone’s shock, Nesta loved it! She loved the open spaces, the rugged, wild terrain, the forests and the picturesque lakes. She liked Cassian’s secluded bungalow, which he built himself—actually, the three brothers built it together, back in the day.

One day, there was a country fair celebrating some Illyrian war hero, and Cassian made a date of it. It was a surprise for Nesta, who’d never been to one, and they spent the day wandering from attraction to attraction, eating too much fried food, riding rollercoasters, which made Nesta scream until she was hoarse, and playing games. There was a shooting competition, and Cassian insisted on participating, though he wasn’t an ace with a bow and arrow, but he figured that he was still better than the average Illyrian. He wanted to show off in front of Nesta. Turned out, the average Illyrian was in fact better than the Commander General of the Armies of the Night Court, and Cassian came in third. Third. The prize was a small stuffed bat. Shamefaced, Cassian presented Nesta with the bat, promising to do better next time. So, so much better! Nesta named the bat Brute—after her mate—and upon their return from the honeymoon, she gave the toy to Nyx. And Nyx became obsessed. Brute and Nyx were inseparable and especially after Nyx began teething, leathery Brute came very handy, as Nyx chewed and gnawed on it mercilessly.

Azriel sent his shadows to search for Brute throughout the house, while he went room to room, looking in all the places that Nyx frequented in his walker. Nyx was only nine months old, but he already managed to say a few odd words. There was ‘ma’, “Lana”—which stood for Elain, “no”, and “Boot” or “Oot” or “Boo” which all referred to Brute. Nothing for Rhys yet, much to Rhys’s chagrin. Az got “Ath”, with a lisp. And of course, everyone’s favorite – “ass” for Cass.

“I already looked there,” said Elain, as she dove under an armchair, her tight little bum up in the air, while Azriel was cursing inwardly, unable to tear his eyes off the sight, disregarding Nyx’s slobbering over his arm. Nyx was getting tired of screaming—finally—so he was mostly hiccupping, sniffling and rubbing his eyes with his chubby first.

“I think I got it!” cried Azriel, once the shadows informed him that Brute has been located. He rushed up the stairs, taking three at a time, with Nyx bouncing under his arm and finally found the toy entangled in Nyx’s blanket. The first place Azriel should’ve looked. Both he and Elain were clearly off their game.

Nyx squealed with delight once Brute was safely in his hands and latched on to it with his aching gums. Tears were forgotten. Azriel lightly kissed the top of the baby’s head and then went downstairs.

Elain was awaiting them in the foyer and seeing the placated Nyx, she also gasped with delight, clapping lightly and then…she rushed and kissed Azriel’s cheek.

“Thank you,” she murmured, and he just stared at her, a smile on his lips.

“High praise for finding a toy,” he said at last, but Elain only grabbed his hand and threaded her fingers with his.

“No one is home?” he asked softly, and she gave him a knowing look, shaking her head. His thumb gently rubbed her fingers, as they walked to the kitchen.

“You will stay for dinner,” she said. More of an order.

“Yes.”

“We have to feed him,” she nodded towards Nyx.

Without releasing the baby, Azriel rolled up his sleeves and set to work. He washed Nyx’s wet, sticky face first, took out a fresh bib, which was immediately greeted with ‘no bip!”. “Yes, bib,” insisted Azriel, trying to tie it, while Nyx struggled and attempted to tear it off. Elain chuckled under her breath, watching the battle.

“He is like the Attor today!” groaned Azriel, as he finally succeeded in tying the bib, “is this how he always is? His parents need to discipline their damn kid better.”

She laughed.

“Where are they anyway?”

“The opera,” she explained.

Nothing gave Elain more pleasure than experiencing these stolen moments with Azriel.

A few months back, Rhysand, in no uncertain terms explained to her that at this point, a relationship between her and Azriel would be politically disadvantageous and therefore, ill-advised. The silver-tongued High Lord made his arguments clear, but with that irresistible firm gentleness that he employed on everyone, when he wanted something. Elain nodded, a neutral expression plastered on her face, while her heart shuttered, and something cracked in her chest. Whatever Rhysand was saying, the order was clear—she was forbidden from seeking Azriel out.

The ache…the ache inside of her only grew since then. It wasn’t an ache of sadness or despair, for deep down, Elain was absolutely sure that Azriel would find a way. He always did. And she trusted him unconditionally, knowing that nothing would stop him in his pursuit of her. Forbidden or not, they both craved each other with a wild, inexplicable hunger, and Azriel would find a way to circumvent all the restrictions that were placed on them. However, the knowledge did nothing to ease the desire that constantly coursed through her. Seeing him was a most delicious torment, a sweet, lacerating pain that never went away. When she awoke in the morning, she thought of Azriel, and when she went to bed at night, he was her last thought of the day. It was always Azriel.

He sat Nyx in his highchair.

“Are they coming back tonight?” he asked, without looking at her.

She turned away, and busied herself with Nyx’s dinner, mashing a carrot and a turnip together with a fork, mixing in a bit of cream, to make her nephew’s favorite dish.

“They are staying at the Grand Velaris Hotel for the night,” she said quietly. “Feyre just notified me. Rhys wanted to make…a night of it.”

Azriel couldn’t stop himself. Didn’t want to stop himself. Elain froze, when she felt him behind her, his enormous looming presence like a coiled string of pure strength and power. His beautiful scarred hand gently wrapped over hers, and they pressed the fork into the vegetables together, neither paying any attention to what they were doing. His breath was warm on the back of her head—actually the top of her head—for he had to crane his neck to lay his cheek against her own, while his other hand wrapped around her hip.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmured, lips brushing over her ear, just short of kissing.

Absently, she dragged her fingers over the huge scarred hand that rested on her hip, her breath stalling in her chest. She became unbearably hot, heart beating so fast that she was sure that he could hear it.

“Will you stay?”

“Yes.”

His muscle-corded golden-brown arm tugged her closer, and she leaned into him, forgetting everything at once, only aware of this beautiful warrior behind her, as his powerful chest rose and fell against her back.

“Baby, I,” he began, and stopped abruptly, as if fearing that he’d made a mistake.

Baby.

‘Baby’ destroyed her.

She was never ‘baby’ to him before.

She was ‘Elain’ to him, in front of others. Once in a while, usually in Cassian’s presence, it was ‘Ellie’. More of a Cassian thing, but Azriel slipped occasionally and called her that as well. When they were completely alone, however infrequently, he let himself address her as ‘Lainey’. She loved ‘Lainey’. But he never uttered something so endearing as ‘baby’.

She turned around and looked up at him, caged comfortably within those massive arms, his golden-hazel eyes soft and loving. This look Azriel reserved for her alone. In his 539 years, no one, but Elain Archeron was privy to seeing him like this. He was undone. Ruined by this delicate woman who held his heart in her hand, as it burned with ever-present flame for her.

“Lana!” yelled Nyx, reminding them of his presence.

Azriel smirked and shook his head. She grinned and then cupped his face in her palm, as he began kissing her fingers, his hands resting on the counter behind her. For the first time, her plump, delicate breasts pushed into his chest, the material of his shirt providing bare minimum of a barrier, and he loved it, because she loved it. She loved it when he gingerly moved her breasts against his chest, and she pressed them closer into him, a silent invitation for more. More skin, more touch, more breath, more kisses, more of everything. Elain wanted everything. Elain wanted Azriel.

“Baby,” he began again, kissing the inside of her palm, “I like your shirt.”

Her brown eyes sparkled mischievously, and she looked down between their bodies, where they touched and fit together with strange, inexplicable precision, as if carved from the same flesh.

“I like this shirt too,” she assured him.

“I think you should wear it more, my beauty,” he suggested, his soft lips trailing from her wrist, up her forearm. “In fact, I think that you should wear my clothes as frequently as possible.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” she admitted, and lightly kissed his chin. Yes, she had to rise on her toes to reach it, but that stunning jawline of his was too irresistible for her to ignore any longer. She kissed the subtly scratchy chin again, and again, and then moved slowly, dragging her lips towards his ear. He tensed against her, his arms pushing against her shoulders, his wings flaring lightly behind him, cocooning the two of them in the velvety darkness.

“But,” she finally wrapped her arms around his neck, stretching her body against his, feeling every bit of him. “I was thinking maybe no clothes at all would be nice as well.”

“I couldn’t disagree,” he winked at her.

“Ath!” insistent drumming pulled them out of their mutual reverie. “Lana!”

“We have to be responsible adults,” she sighed, while Azriel kissed the tip of her nose. “And feed our child.”

“You feed our wayward child,” he decided, “and I will cook dinner.”

“You might very well be the perfect man!” she laughed.

“I might be,” he shrugged nonchalantly, kissing the top of her head and releasing her from his embrace at once.

Forbidden or not, this was going to be a very nice evening.

A very nice evening indeed.

[slvtbible]

- GOLD MASTERLIST -

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“She loves working on a pole. Has been doing it since she was eighteen years old after she dropped out of high school. There’s an excitement every time she dances, it’s truly something that she could never get tired of doing. She loves to tease too. Leaving them groaning and wanting more after she gives them an innocent smile and walks out of the stage. Despite all that, Y/N has become the customer's favorite dancer and they have always wanted to get a private show from the gorgeous woman. With that, Joe, the owner of the club has charged high price for it, but that did not stop them from coming. 

Yet, behind every excitement and joy must have a price, correct? It costs Y/N a lot of things before she became an exotic dancer. She no longer owned her own body. She is marked by a ruthless man who calls himself a ‘God’ and will put countless bruises and scars on her beautiful body if she dares to disobey him. She has no one to look after her. She has to swallow every punch from him and hide it from everybody or there will be hell to pay. What is the point of telling someone anyway? She has nobody.

Until, the most dangerous and merciless man of New York walks into the building, looking for a man who has not yet pays his debts. His jaw tightens and fists clenching tightly as his green eyes scans around the dark room. As his green eyes continues to search, he finds himself intrigued by the woman in gold crystal dress, hooking her leg around the pole to entertain the middle aged men who are drooling by her sight.”

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nsfw side blog

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chapters

- part one

- part two

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playlist

sativa - jhene aiko

cyber sex - doja cat

she - harry styles

anytime - jean deaux, kehlani

skin - mac miller

body - syd

sick feeling - boy pablo

BMO - ari lennox

medicine - queen naidja

SWEET - fern, kiana valenciano

juicy - doja cat

girls need love - summer walker, drake

how you want it - teyana taylor

watermelon sugar - harry styles

hold me - janine

hit me up - omar apollo

babydoll - dominic fike

adore you - harry styles

p*$$y fairy - jhene aiko

gimme the wheel - alina baraz

off the grid - alina baraz

wildflower- 5sos

10k hours - jhene aiko

wake up - travis scott

only angel - harry styles

water - kehlani

[twinkleallnight]

Melting moments

Here's wishing all a very happy new year with a new year one shot. This happens many years before the social season.

Book: The Royal Romance AU

Word count: 1206

Disclaimer: All characters belong to pixelberry.

Rating: Teen or PG

It was a chilling new year eve when Kiara tightened the jacket around her slim waist to keep warm. Her straight jet black hair tossed over her arms as she sprinted in her sneakers, moving swiftly on the docks of Portavira. She was late for her plans to meet her best friend.

This was their last year as teens and they got a permission to celebrate on the Ebrim’s personal yacht, just the two of them. She knew well, how her bestie was an introvert and preferred to celebrate in minimal company.

She climbed the yacht gently, up the deck. Isolde, the white pet poodle was sprawled next to a mat and lazily lifted it’s head to give a welcome glance and rested it’s chin back on its paws in disinterest.

Penelope, the owner, as fair as the fur of the poodle, sat on the mat, her lonely blue eyes looking at the clear night sky. A wisp of cold winter air ruffled her short black hair and she shivered slightly in response.

“Hey Pen!”

“Kiki.” Came out the short reply.

Kiara dumped her purse and the jute bag next to the mat and sat down beside Penelope. Her black eyes tried to catch Penelope’s direction of gaze in the sky.

“You know you should have come to the royal palace for the Christmas party. It was so much fun!” Kiara started, pulling out the thermos from the bag.

“I had a quite one with Isolde.” Penelope patted her dog.

“I know but you missed your chance to meet the princes.” Kiara said as she poured out their favourite drinks in the mugs she had carried along.

“I suppose you enjoyed.” Penelope said grabbing her hot chocolate from Kiara.

“Ouiii!” Kiara said with a squeal. The memories of the party filled her heart with warmth, as warm as her hands around her coffee mug.

“You texted me that there was something you wanted to tell me. Is it related to the prince?” Penelope asked coldly, caressing her dog with her free hand.

“Not exactly.” Kiara sighed seeing that her friend wasn’t interested much.

Penelope understood that she needed to pep up for her friend. She could tell her own sad story later. She turned around to give Kiara undivided attention with a smile. “Okay tell me all about it.”

That gesture was enough for Kiara, to open up her treasured chest of stories from her visit to the royal palace.

“You know the crown prince Leo? He is very handsome. The pictures in the Trend magazine don’t do justice to him at all.”

“You spent time with him?”

“Non. He was flirtatious.” Kiara said with a frown. “And there was this Madeleine drooling over him all the time. But his younger brother prince Liam is a real gem. He is so chivalrous and, and…” she fanned out her hands trying to explain.

“Oh, so he was the one?”

“Noooo! Not him…” Kiara blushed and that made Penelope’s eyes go wide. Kiara usually was too focused to bother about any guy around, leave alone getting affected by anyone in particular. She was staring in the blank with a stupid grin on her face.

“Kiki, I am listening.” Penelope waved her hand in front of Kiara’s eyes to bring her back from her trance.

“I am sorry.” Kiara giggled. “He was so cool; he had that rugged look, yet a dashing smile on his face. He had an oomph but a snarky tongue. He carried his simple attire in a most stylish way, making him stand out even in that fashionable crowd of nobles. His eyes had a shine and he could kill you when he narrowed them with that look. He had a magnetism and his dark hair...”

“Oh. My. God.” Penelope blurted.

“What?” Kiara asked puzzled.

“What happened to the future minister of foreign affairs, Kiara Theron? Look at you, you are smitten!”

Kiara straightened up and fumbled with her reply. “Its okay to slip once in a while.” And she went at it again. “It’s not every day that one comes across a stunning species like Drake Walker.”

“So, that’s what the king of the hearts is called.” Penelope beamed at Kiara who was melting in her new found feelings.

“Drraake!” Kiara uttered his name with a stretch as if drinking through each letter. “Oui, that’s him.”

“Who is this Drake Walker?”

“He is Prince Liam’s best friend. Although he is some commoner’s son.” Kiara said it casually as if being a commoner didn’t matter to her at all.

“That explains why I haven’t heard of him or seen him.”

“I think I can solve that problem.” She said flipping through her phone, her fingers nimble over the keys. She opened the phone gallery and flashed a smile when she came across the snap that she had captured stealthily at the palace. She thrust the phone almost in Penelope’s face in excitement. “That’s my hero!”

Penelope had seen prince Liam’s pictures in the magazines many a times so her eyes immediately fixed on the dark-haired young man beside the prince. “He is good.” Penelope gave a simple approval.

“Just good?”

“Kiki.” Penelope took a deep breath. “Its just that, he is your clover brew coffee and I am still searching for my hot chocolate.”

She knew they were poles apart in their choices. Penelope's sweetest tastes against Kiara’s sharp ones. Penelope’s romantic ideas against Kiara’s practical decisions. But that seemed to be tossed over with the advent of this new guy.

“Well, you could have met your hot chocolate if only you would have agreed to accompany me to the Royal’s Christmas party.” Kiara rolled her eyes and kept looking at her phone, the picture still on the screen.

“As if he was there.” Penelope said with sarcasm.

“I think I may know who exactly your hot chocolate is.”

“Who?” Penelope asked curiously.

Kiara started excitedly, “There is this noble house to the west of the Capitol. Their son, I think… No, I am sure, you will like him.”

“What’s so special about him?”

“He was sweet just like you and he sat gazing at the stars.” Penelope glared at Kiara. “Don’t look at me like that. That’s not all. He drank choco chip and vanilla crème and talked about his pet dog all the time.”

“Kiki, as much as I like that, you are acting silly. Just because you were bit by love bug, it’s not necessary for me to fall for someone at the same time.”

“Fine, I agree. But promise me, next chance you are coming with me to the palace.” Kiara stretched out her palm.

“Sure. I promise.” Penelope placed her hand in Kiara’s.

They both hugged and sat with Isolde beside them, looking towards the land as the time ticked to midnight. The fireworks from the duchy filled up the sky to mark the new year between the poodles relentless barking.

“Happy new year!” both wished each other in unison. Penelope fondled Isolde and it calmed down.

“Ahm… What is his name?” Penelope asked.

“Whose?” Kiara asked lost in her blissful imaginations.

“The hot chocolate.”

Kiara laughed out, curling her arms around Penelope. “Maxwell. Lord Maxwell Beaumont.”

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[winxwrites]

What You Want

Pairing: August Walker x Reader 

Warnings: Smut, oral, D/S themes, workplace sex 

Word count: 2k

Description: You never expected the racy texts exchanged between you and a coworker to get you in this position...

A/N: Thank you guys for all of the love you showed my first Henry fic! I hope you all enjoy this one! As always, feedback is appreciated ❀ 

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Startled, you looked up at the brooding man walking towards you. His presence immediately sent a shiver up your spine. You were so taken back by his entrance that you failed to close the tab on your screen. All traces of laughter were suddenly removed from your demeanor.

“Mr. Walker, I was just... I-”

“Oh save it,” he cut you off as he reached your desk. “I’ve been waiting nearly an hour for your response to my email and then I come down here to find you playing around on your laptop. You’re the last one here, what was stopping you from responding?”

You stuttered over your words attempting to string together a coherent answer that would be pleasing to your boss. 

“I just had some other things to wrap up. Today’s been pretty busy I guess I got beside myself. I’ll be sure to check my emails more frequently.”

He raised an eyebrow at your flustered state. You were grateful that the screen of your MacBook had gone dark as your superior planted himself by your workspace. Your comfort was broken when he tilted his head toward the computer. 

“Turn on your laptop.” That you weren’t expecting. 

“I’m sorry?”

Walker laughed. “You heard me, let’s see what’s got you so distracted.”

Before you could protest the intimidating man hovered over your desk, his finger gracing across the trackpad to illuminate the screen. All you could do was sit there and pray your on shift doings wouldn’t result in the loss of your job.

Your heart leapt as he took in the sight of the tabs on the screen. Your resolve nearly crumbled when his eyes fell onto the opened messages app. 

A shit eating grin was on his face as he mockingly recited the conversation you were engaging in with your coworker Harper. 

August is so sexy - He made sure to draw out his words in a teasing manner. 

You’re so lucky he’s your boss. If I was the one under him we wouldn’t be getting much work done.

Believe me it took everything in me not to drop to my knees the last time he called me into his office.

I bet his dick is fucking massive. God I can’t believe you haven’t fucked him.

The smirk Walker wore was the biggest you’d ever seen. He looked down at you clearly enjoying your uncomfortable state.

“Want me to read more?” 

You hated that you’d been caught. You hated even more the arousal you felt as he spoke to you. 

He removed his dark suit jacket and tossed it aside. He called you by your last name to address you as he rolled up his sleeves. 

“Stand up.”

You quickly stood from your seated position not wanting to be in even more trouble. You were going to apologize for your indiscretion but your boss waived a dismissive hand to silence you. 

He made himself comfortable in your work chair and laced his hands behind his head.

“Never been much of a people pleaser but I guess I can give you what you want.” Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “I don’t think you’re going to be productive unless you get something to satiate that slutty little mind of yours.”

You bit into your lower lip as you realized what he was asking of you.

“Get on your knees.”

The timber of his voice left no room for discussion. You mindlessly lowered yourself to the floor. The cool feel of the tiled pattern the only thing able to settle the heat that rang through your body. 

Your eyes widened looking up at August as you waited for his next command. He chuckled darkly at your submission. 

“Go on, be a good girl for me.”

Your unsteady hands reached for the zipper of his trousers, pulling them down enough to expose his black briefs. Your nimble fingers worked to release his hardening member from the tight confines.

Confidence sprang into you as you sat back on your legs. A lewd moan slipped off your tongue as you tasted the salty precum leaking from his tip.

You wrapped your lips around the engorged tip giving a generous suck. You removed his cock from your mouth and stared up at him as you licked a long, wet stripe from his balls to the head of his dick. 

His eyes glossed over as you continued to work your mouth over his generous size. Your wrists worked around his shaft as you flattened your tongue around the bulbous head. 

August eagerly slid himself down your waiting throat as you gasped for air. You barely had time to adjust before he pushed you onto his thickness. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as he quickly pushed you to your limit. 

Your blurred vision caught sight of the smug look he wore as he watched you swallow him. You knew he was close when your nose touched the patch of hair that spread across his pelvis. 

His cock twitched at the sight of seeing you take whatever he gave you. He reached down and stroked your hair out of your face as his orgasm reached its dawn. His gaze was unwavering as he drank in the image of you swallowing his cum. You tried to hide your struggle as you slurped down the liquid. A relieved sigh left his lips once he’d come down from his high. His dick was still surprisingly hard as the heavy girth weighed against your tongue.

An aggressive hand wrapped around your throat pulling you off his slick cock. A trail of drool dribbled down your chin as you disconnected with his thick member. He used the firm grip on your neck to guide you back onto your feet. You gasped a breath you didn’t realize you were holding once his thumb was removed from the column of your throat.

He shifted his grip to your waist and pressed your backside against your desk. 

“August I’m so sorry! It won’t happen again. I’ll be more professional in the future, I promise!”

He released an ironic laugh. “I think you and I can both agree that we’ve clearly passed any professional boundaries that were formerly in place.”

You nodded at his reference to the events that had just occurred. 

“You’re right. But August can we just-“

You were cut off. Walker ran his thumb over your chin and collected some of the spit that still resided there. He playfully rubbed the saliva over your bottom lip before popping his thumb into your waiting mouth. You felt like a whore as you sucked on the digit without objection. 

“You address me as sir or Mr. Walker, are we clear?” You shook your head in agreement as he removed his thumb from your mouth. “Call me August again and you won’t be speaking at all for a while.”

He gingerly sat back in the chair. “Take off your panties.”

Your hands worked to hitch up the hem of your dress and tug the material down your parted thighs. Walker looped his finger through the flimsy lace and took in the sight of the soaked crotch. 

He pressed his palms flat against your knees to part your legs even more. His middle and index finger made their way into your waiting hole. You yelped at the thick intrusions. Walker stroked his fingers back and forth inside your exposed hole. You were reduced to a moaning mess. No man had ever been able to locate your most sensitive spot so quickly.

He withdrew his fingers and wiped your glistening cum on the indigo material of your dress. 

His hand reached for your wrist as he impatiently tugged you toward him. Your parted knees were on either side of the chair as you found yourself in his lap. His erection pointed callously at your waiting cunt. You gulped as you worked your hand over his cock realizing -once again- just how big he was. This didn’t go unnoticed by your boss. 

“What’s the matter kitten? Are you scared?” Your breathing became uneven as he spoke the taunting words into your ear. “Don’t try and act shy now. You said you wanted this.”

Your right hand squeezed his shoulder as your left guided his thickness into your pussy. You let out an exasperated sigh as you looked down and realized he wasn’t even half way in. 

Walker’s hand came up and gripped the back of your neck. He tilted your head in a way that made it impossible to look away from what he was doing to you.

“Oh no kitten, I don’t want you to miss this.” His other hand gripped your thigh and roughly pulled you onto his dick.

His pleasure came first, he made that more than clear. A cocky grin shone on his face once he bottomed out. Your body writhed from the shock of the tight fit.

Reaching between your thighs you tried to rub your clit but August quickly wrapped his hand around your wrist to stop you. A frustrated groan slipped through your lips. He was definitely going to make you work for your release. 

His calloused hands dug into your sides as he pulled you deeper onto his dick. You struggled to keep up with the swift pace he’d created. 

“Sir please...” you whispered in desperation.

To your surprise he moved his hand between your legs providing you some stimulation. He leaned forward and pressed sloppy kisses to your covered chest. Your eyes rolled back as you noticed the wet patches he’d left over either breast.

A relieved groan left your throat as you slumped against his toned chest. Your fingernails dug shallow crescents into his broad shoulders as you indulged in your impending orgasm. 

 “Walker let me cum. Oh God! Sir please!” The only sounds in the office space were your desperate moans. August took a second to look away from the place where your bodies connected. 

The pattern he drew on your clit became sloppy and you knew the end was in sight for both of you. You graced his neck with kisses as you reached your peak. 

A rough hand smacked your ass as you rode out your orgasm. “Look at you being a dirty little slut cumming in my lap.” 

Tears rolled down your cheeks and onto his shoulder as you came down from your high. 

August latched onto your collarbone and sucked brazenly as his own orgasm rang through him. You fidgeted against his thighs from the overstimulation. You knew there would be a blotchy mark left behind but you didn’t care. You were just happy you’d have something to remind you this wasn’t just some dream. 

August stood up and placed you back on your desk. You felt vulnerable when you noticed his darkened eyes watching thick globs of cum drip onto the wooden surface. 

Neither of you had said a word since you’d finished. You weren’t sure your brain could even fathom a coherent sentence after how hard you’d just cum. 

The weight of your encounter suddenly hit you as you leaned down to retrieve your discarded panties. August lifted a heavy foot and trapped the underwear underneath his polished shoes. 

“Oh no kitten. You’re gonna keep my cum in that tight little cunt of yours for the rest of the night.” You looked up at him is disbelief. “And tomorrow morning when you come in I’m gonna check and see how good you take direction.” 

Lost for words you nodded in compliance.  

“Yes sir.”

You slowly stood up, your legs still unsteady. Suddenly you were thankful you’d worn flats. Walker adjusted himself back into his pants and straightened his tie. You were both unsettled when your MacBook rang signifying a new text. 

The illuminated screen captured both of your attentions. Of course it was from your friend Harper sending yet another raunchy message about your boss. If she only knew...

August began heading back to his own office. You caught a glimpse of your reflection in the glass windows and thanked the heavens you were the only one working in the office this late. 

The heavy footsteps came to a halt as your boss stopped before the elevator. He called your name in an even voice. 

You looked back at him in a daze. “Hmmm?”

“Tell your friend she can be next if she’d like.”

[gothushi]

I implore you to consider…domming Walker and Brendan at the same time. Or at least playing into their rivalry, maybe some voyuerism…

ugh, this. i can see both scenarios honestly, fem reader and not proofread im sorry ill check it in the morning

if it’s both of them at the same time, they both worship you. and are extremely competitive with each other. will often fight for your attention, whether that’s giving you a kiss to make the other jealous, or nearly tongue fucking each others mouths because they’re both trying to eat you out. often will start an actual little fight whilst pleasuring you, resulting in you either denying pleasure from both of them or snapping your fingers at them like they’re bad dogs. brendan’s definitely more confident though, say they’re both eating you out, alternating between kissing your thighs and sucking at your clit, and brendan’s hand will start palming over simon’s aching bulge, making him whine on your clit and start panting and drooling more. his head’ll collapse on your thigh, staring up at you with hearts in his eyes as if you’re the one touching him. all the while brendan rubs his hand harder and spits on your already soaked clit to continue what simon stopped doing. you often instruct brendan to fuck simon while you watch, thoroughly enjoying the faces the latter makes, how he grabs the blankets tight in his fists, tears up, stares at you with pleading eyes because he wants you to touch him to. they’re both obsessed with you, will do anything you ask, even if they fight over it.

now if it’s just you and simon, and maybe you’ve had some history with brendan (just to spice it up), simon is a fucking menace. set up a scenario, at chez chez, just hanging out with simon whilst he’s waiting on brendan to come out of his office to talk. but simon gets preoccupied, cornering you against the wall, kissing you deeply. your hands are roaming all over him, grabbing his waist, squeezing, and brendan comes from his office to find simon. he obviously doesn’t notice though, too occupied with kissing you like his life depends on it. you do though, you see the way brendans eyes lock onto yours, the way they harden a bit. a grin flashes over your face, hands roaming up simon’s back making him moan low against your jaw where his tongue drags over your skin. he’s sucking a mark into your skin when you push a knee between his thighs and he gasps, a faint whimper sounding for your ears only. brendan stands amongst the crowded club, keeping his eyes on you both even as people walk past him, colored lights flashing over everyone. within not even sixty seconds simon’s pushing his cock down on your thigh, face flushed, your hands running through his hair, only focused on you, your own eyes focused on brendan. brendan can see you whispering something to simon, something that makes his shoulders shake with a laugh and his body crowd closer to yours, sucking at your neck. brendan can see the way simons lips part to moan, and something of.. jealousy? anger? something, flashes through him. he breaks eye contact just as simon cums against your thigh, none of the drunken crowd even sparing a glance at the two of you at the edge of the room.

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i’d to elaborate more but once again, late night ramble thoughts, i cld possibly do a full fic on one of these ?

[melodyalanaroster]

Love Rekindled And Remade

Disclaimer: This chapter is NSFW!

“Nath... What are we doing here?” Alana asked as Nathaniel lead her into the Anteros Academy Library. “Just come on.” He beamed. Ever since their little “Aquaman Date”, the couple had been getting progressively closer. They had begun a weekly ritual of dinner and a movie at Death’s Domain where Alana would either cook or order food and she would show him a movie that he hadn’t seen. Nathaniel smiled and remained quiet as he held her hand and walked them into a secluded set of shelves. When they got to a lonely corner, she leaned back against a shelf and looked at him curiously. Suddenly the memory of their first kiss flashed through their mind. It was one of the happiest memories that she could think of throughout her training. Her heart began to pound as he leaned over her. “I-Isn’t t-this a b-bit c-corny?” She stuttered as he looked deep into her eyes. “So what?” He smirked. “N-Nath...” She breathed heavily as her face turned bright red. “Alana...” His voice was a low, kind, growl as he looked at her lips. She tilted her head up and bit her lip. Nathaniel looked at her lovingly and lowered his lips onto hers, kissing her softly. Her mind went blank as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeper. The temperature in the area quickly rose as the kiss became more and more passionate. Their lips would part only to crash back into each other with more heat and longing, as if this moment was the one they had been dreaming of for years. She wanted him to go further, not caring if they were in the public eye, she needed him. “This isn’t the right time!” the voice in her head piped up. “SHUT UP!” She quickly thought back as she wrapped one arm around Nathaniel’s hips and pressed him against her. She could feel him getting harder and harder as they kissed. “A-Alana... N-Not y-yet...” He weakly stuttered as he took a small step back, a strand of saliva still connecting their mouths. “O-Of course.” Alana quietly sighed as she caught her breath. He took a minute to breathe and stared at her, a warm, sweet, smile spreading across his face. 

★

“Are you really sure you wanna watch Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them this week?” Alana asked as she and Nathaniel washed the dishes from that night’s dinner. Alana had made Steak Au Poivre from a web series she enjoyed and they had both cleaned their plates. Nathaniel didn’t partake in the glass of Johnny Walker Blue Label that she paired the meal with, and she had found the 200 gold bottle of Scotch to be rather bitter. However, she did it to be accurate to the web series. “We’ve been watching Marvel and DC the past few weeks. Its something different and I wanna know why you’ve got that bird tattooed to your back.” Nathaniel explained as he finished washing the dishes he was working on. “I get that. But, you’ve never been one to watch Harry Potter.” Alana mused. “I’ve never been one to watch superhero movies, but I still do because of you and Armin.” Nathaniel chuckled. “I’m really grateful you do that.” Alana blushed as she finished the last dish and hugged him. “They can be fun.” Nathaniel admitted as he kissed her forehead. She lead him over to the couch, grabbed a remote and got to the movie’s menu. He laid down and motioned for her to join him. She grabbed a large blanket, laid down with him, using his chest as a pillow, and draped the blanket over the two of them. “I love you Nathaniel.” She thought. She still didn’t know what shady stuff he had gotten himself into, just that he didn’t want to bring her into it. She knew that he knew she could easily get him out of it and that she could protect him, but he had made it clear that he wanted her to focus on her recovery and second metamorphosis. What she did know was that he was thoroughly enjoying the little “dates” with her. They hadn’t officially gotten back together, but their inner circles knew that it was only a matter of time. 

As the movie played on, she relaxed into his chest and held his hand. She could hear his heart begin to pound as he ran his thumb over her fingers. When Frank the Thunderbird came onto the screen, she sat up and a look of wonder and adoration filled her eyes. Nathaniel quickly looked at the screen, watched the fantastic beast fly over New York City, then turned his gaze to Alana. The look in his eyes was one filled to the brim with love. He sat up, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek. “You’re being awfully affectionate.” She purred as the end credits began rolling and he kissed her neck. “I’ve missed you.” He mused. “I’ve missed you too.” She cooed as she maneuvered herself so that she was straddling him and began kissing him. Shock flashed across his face for a split second as he tilted his head and put one arm around her back and the other near her ass. Her hands began running along his body, allowing her to memorize every inch she touched. She could feel her core becoming hotter by the second. “Alana...” He growled, hungrily. “Nath... C-Could I p-possibly show y-you how much I’ve m-missed you?” She asked, nervously. Nathaniel thought for a minute and nodded. Alana stood up and held her hand out to him. “Come on.” She cooed as she led him upstairs.

When they got to her bedroom, she took her glasses off, set them down on her bedside table, turned to him, threw her arms around him and began kissing him deeply. Her tongue intertwined with his, begging him for permission to let her continue. He wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss. She could feel his pelvis against hers, his length getting harder and harder. Her core was set ablaze with desire, yearning for his touch. When their lips parted, she bit her lip, rested her hands on the top of his pants and looked at him hopefully. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yes.” The word left her mouth quickly and conviction. “Alright, but... We’re going to take this slow.” Nathaniel purred. Alana pulled a condom and a bottle of clear lube out of one of the bedside tables, set them on top of the table, and turned on romantic music. “Okay.” She mused. He slowly pulled her shirt over her head, off her arms, and threw it on the ottoman. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulled it off and tossed it on top of hers. “Fuck. I’ll never get over seeing him shirtless.” She thought. “Miss Roster? Are you actually drooling?” He chuckled as he caught her staring at him. “Of course not!” She scoffed and turned away. “After all this time...” He cooed. “Always.” She purred. She unbuttoned her pants, slid them down her legs, got closer to the bed and looked at him with pleading eyes. He kept eye contact with her and bit his lip as he leisurely undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, slid his pants down his legs and kicked them off. “You switched from black to green.” She commented as she stared at his underwear. “And you’ve switched from blue to black. I was kind of hoping you’d still have that lacy green set you had a long time ago.” He remarked. “My Slytherin panties? I had to get new ones... My ass got bigger and more muscular.” She laughed. “Oh, really?” He raised an eyebrow. “And if you’re a good little boy, you’ll get to see them one day.” She shot. “I can’t wait.” He winked. 

She stood up, pushed him back and got on her knees. He gave her an inquisitive look as she pulled his underwear down around his ankles, revealing his length. She ran her hands along his shaft and kissed the tip. “God I’ve missed this.” She thought as she began peppering his cock with sweet little kisses. “Alana...” He growled with slight impatience. “Now Nathaniel... You said you wanted to take this slowly.” She smirked. As she began licking his length, he started to sigh and moan with pleasure. His moans were music to her ears, while her tongue stroked each and every spot on his cock, she listened to his sweet sounds with great reverence. “Fuck.” He sighed when she flicked her tongue across his base. As she licked and sucked, she couldn’t help but bring her free hand between her legs, playing with her hot, wet, core as she pumped him in and out of her mouth. “Alana, fuck, please, have mercy and let me play with you.” Nathaniel begged as he struggled to remain standing. “As you wish.” She replied as she gave him a final lick and licked her lips. He knelt down to her, started nibbling her earlobes, quickly unhooked her bra, slid the straps off her arms and tossed it aside. “Did they get bigger?” He asked as he held her breasts in his hands. “Final growth spurt. I got bust instead of the height I wanted.” She clarified as he pushed her down on the bed and got on top of her. “Lucky me. I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” He smirked as he took one sensitive point in his mouth and the other in his fingers. Alana couldn’t help but gasp as he took turns running his tongue over her nipples. “Fuck, I’ve missed this.” she thought as he lightly scratched her breasts, leaving a trail of marks and kisses as he made his way down to her panties. “Now, let me properly show you how much I’ve missed you.” He grinned. Alana looked down at him, his head right above her slick core, his fingers looping themselves in her panties; she instinctively lifted her ass, he pulled them down and tossed them aside. “Thank god I shaved that recently!” she couldn’t help but think. Less than a second later, his head was between her legs and his tongue was stroking her. “Nath! Fuck!” She gasped as her head fell back. With each and every lick and sucking motion, she moaned and ran her hands through his hair. “Oh, god!” she moaned as she pulled his head down on her. When he stopped licking, she let go of his hair, he tilted his head up and licked his lips. “You’ve never held my head down there before.” he remarked as he brought himself above her. “I have really fucking missed you Nathaniel.” she conceded as she bucked herself against him. “You know? I should feel honored to be allowed to do this to “the great Grim Reaper”... Instead I can’t help but feel satisfaction at the fact that I’m still the only one who has permission to please you, my sweet Melody.” He purred as he walked over to his jacket, pulled out a condom, took the wrapper off and slid the condom on his length.

“Nath... Please... I need you!” She pleaded as she spread her legs and he walked over to her. He plunged two fingers into her, pulled them out, then licked them. Alana moaned and lightly arched her back. “Have I mentioned how you’re the only sweet thing I truly love to consume?” he smirked. “Cocky little shit. Such and ass!” she thought. “Please. Please my love. I want you!” She begged. “As you wish.” He cooed as he positioned himself over her on the bed and plunged himself into her. “NATH! OH MY GOD!” She yelled as she arched her back and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She put her hands on his back, pulling him into her, and leaving scratches down his shoulder blades. “That’s my girl. Take it all in.” He growled as he thrust in and out of her, taking time to bite and suck her neck at every opportunity. “Nath, at this rate, I won’t be able to cover that up.” Alana gasped between moans. “Good. I want the world to know you’re back to being mine, just as I’m back to being yours.” He moaned. Their moans continued to grow louder and louder until Alana brought Nathaniel’s ear to her mouth. “I want on top now.” she whispered. “But we’re so close.” Nathaniel pondered. “Yes, and I want you as deep inside me as possible when we cum.” she responded. “Yes ma’am.” Nathaniel replied as he put his arms around her, rolled them over, and let her position herself on top of him. “Fuck you’re radiant.” he sighed.  Alana grinned as she lifted herself above him, his length still inside her core, and brought herself down on him. “FUCK!” he moaned as his head fell back and he grabbed her ass. “That’s more like it!” she beamed as she bucked her hips. “You do realize, I love seeing you when you moan. I can’t do that so much when you’re on top.” she moaned. Once again, their moans began to grow louder and more frequent. “Alana.” “Nathaniel.” “Fuck.” “Oh god!” Nathaniel moved his hands from her ass to her breasts then back to her ass as he tried his best to lightly thrust as her hips bucked. “OH GOD!” she yelled. As their bodies synced up in rapid movement, they were both overcome with ecstatic pleasure. “ALANA!” “NATHANIEL!” they screamed as they rode out each other’s highs, their moans and sighs beginning to slow down. They looked at each other for several minutes. “I love you Alana.” Nathaniel grinned, weakly. “I love you too Nathaniel.” Alana sighed affectionately as she knelt down and kissed him.

Alana dismounted Nathaniel and walked to the bathroom for a few minutes. After she finished washing her hands, she looked at herself in the mirror and noticed her neck covered in hickies and bite marks. “You know? A normal person would be ashamed of these. But in this case, they really are badges of honor.” she thought as a massive smile spread across her face. Nathaniel poked his head into the bathroom, curiously. “Did you fall in?” he asked, jokingly. “No, I was just looking at the marks you left on me my love.” She beamed, walked over to him and kissed him. They walked back into the bedroom. Nathaniel grabbed his underwear as Alana walked over to her desk, picked up her choker, turned it over, opened the pouch on the back and let the little silver ring fall into her hand. “Is that the ring I gave you at the airport when you left for Toronto?” Nathaniel asked, shocked. “Yes. I’ve had it with me for every training session, every mission. It’s the reason why I wear chokers. I keep the ring inside them to protect it and still have it on me.” Alana explained. “Oh, Alana...” Nathaniel purred as he walked over to her and took the ring out of her hand. “You know? Now that we’re back together, its rightful place is back on my finger.” she encouraged. Nathaniel blushed, bit his lip, and slipped the ring onto her left ring finger. “That is where I meant for it to stay.” He mused as he looked deep into her eyes. “I never wanted to take it off... But you know I had to.” Her voice began to crack, a hint of sadness had creeped its way into her tone. “It’s okay. Its back to where it belongs.” He grinned. 

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The following morning, the pair showered, got dressed, ate breakfast and went to the Black Tower’s lobby together. Alana had decided to wear black leggings, a dark blue skirt, a black t-shirt with the TARDIS on it, black socks and black flats that day. There was a spring in her step and stars in her eyes. To say she had a positive charge would have been an understatement. Her heart had been restored, one part of Project Thunderbird accomplished, and she was one major step closer to having what she truly wanted in life. She wanted to shout it from the rooftops that she was closer to becoming “human” again. Of course, she knew she wasn’t allowed to do that, and that it would have alarmed everyone who would have noticed how “out of character” it was. “Looks like our Mels had an overnight visitor!” Renee laughed as she and Derek walked into the lobby holding coffee from the Cozy Bear Café. “Is your five year long dry spell finally over?” Derek laughed. Nathaniel’s body language stiffened and he began to blush. A wave of confidence rushed through Alana as she noticed a dark eyed, silver haired, woman staring down at them from one of the upper floors. “That’s right! We’re, officially, back together.” She beamed. “Is that true?” Derek asked Nathaniel. “Yeah.” He smiled. Alana turned to the woman. “YOU HEAR THAT YOU OLD BITCH?! I GOT BACK WHAT YOU FORCED ME TO GIVE UP!” Her voice boomed. Nathaniel looked shocked as he stared at the woman. “Mels! I know you’re happy that you get to put this nail in her coffin, but please don’t antagonize Azrael!” Renee shot. “What is she going to do? Torture me? She’s already done enough of that!” Alana laughed. “She’s got a point. Azrael literally has no power over her anymore.” Derek pointed out as he took a sip of his coffee. “Not the point. Azrael still has power over a certain amount of people here. We don’t need her to go AWOL. That wouldn’t be good for anyone.” Renee sighed. Alana rolled her eyes. “You know I’m right.” Renee snapped. “Yeah, yeah. I know. I’m not sorry.” Alana sarcastically waved as she and Nathaniel walked towards the door. 

Nathaniel looked at the streets and shivered. “Nath? Are you okay?” Alana asked, concerned. “Y-Yeah... I’ll walk you to class, but then I’ve gotta go.” His voice became depressed. He checked his phone and noticed at least three missed calls. Two from Officer Ward, and one from an unknown number. “Nath...” Alana’s voice turned wary. “I’ll be okay. I’m not ready to tell you yet.” He attempted to grin. “Why not? If you’re in trouble, I can and will protect you. If someone is threatening you, I’ll have no issue in dealing with them.” Alana cooed. “I don’t want them to come after you... I don’t want them to think they can use me to get to you, or that they can even try to use you to get me to do what they want.” Nathaniel’s voice broke. “But, Nath, surely you know that I’m protected. Many have tried to kill me, but none of them have succeeded.” She put her hand on his arm, reassuringly. “They are dangerous Alana... And with your desires... They might think its okay...” He muttered. “Who are they? Nath, please tell me!” She urged. Nathaniel shook his head and looked at her with pain in his eyes. “I promise I’ll tell you... Just not yet...” He insisted. Alana looked down, her heart visibly breaking. “N-Nath...” She stuttered. Nathaniel mustered up a hint of confidence and kissed her forehead. “As it is, you’re always taking care of other people... You really need to take care of yourself right now.” He purred. Alana was not convinced. She knew it would only take one order for her to find out what was actually going on with him, but she reminded herself that she made a vow to only act after he told her what he had gotten himself into on his own. She thought for a minute before looking at him with conviction. “Promise me you’ll tell me what it is before you get hurt!” She demanded. Nathaniel’s eyes widened. “Just promise me that for now! I can’t bear to lose you!” She begged. Tears came to Nathaniel’s eyes, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. “I promise. You won’t lose me.” He sniffled. She could tell he felt like he was lying to her, but what he didn’t know was the lengths she’d go to ensure his safety. Her mind wandered to the orders she had set in place to protect the ones she loved. She had modified Nathaniel’s order to include Amber a few weeks prior, and was not expecting to need to adjust it anymore after that. However, his attitude made it clear that she may need to work behind his back to ensure that his enemies won’t have a chance at taking him away from her. “I might have to implement Protocol 216 early... And possibly modify it...” She thought as they began walking towards Anteros Academy.

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This is a rewrite of the blurb “It’s About Time!!”. I’ve been wanting to rewrite that for a while now.

A good amount of it is simply bits from “It’s About Time!!” that were copied and pasted to this one... A lot has changed, but some of the actual sex bit were what I wanted to begin with....

Whereas “It’s About Time!!” was a bit of a standalone, this chapter slightly leads into “Confession”.