#mirrored nighstand

[ernestoperry]

Master - Traditional Bedroom Picture of a large, elegant master bedroom with carpeting, blue walls, and no fireplace

[krrjuus]

Guest - Eclectic Bedroom

Ideas for remodeling a medium-sized eclectic guest bedroom with a dark wood floor and a brown floor, green walls, and no fireplace

[ushouldwatchhaikyuu]

"Here!" Hinata's voice was warm, melted honey exclaiming the words right in Kageyama's face. Had Tobio not been so used to it already, he would've flinched at it.

As it stands, though, he found the yelling oddly comforting.

"What is it?" he asked, and he saw the answer before Hinata even said it.

The redhead stood infront of him, all proud and smiling and looking as loudly excited as usual. His knees scraped, forearms red and sore from passing the ball back and forth for the last hour or so. And between his hands–

Between his hands was a weed.

One of those weeds with dark, prickly leaves that look like they could cut you if you weren't careful enough when you touched it. Hinata didn't seem particularly careful when holding the thing, though– he also didn't seem to be getting himself cut by it.

A bright magenta flower bloomed in between the sharp leaves. Kageyama thought it looked like the type of flower the protagonist would gift their lover in a romantic anime. Or it would have, had it belonged to a plant —a proper one, not a weed, that is.

Hinata was giving him a fucking weed.

"That's... a weed" he said as much. His frowning glare was firm on the prickly thing, held between Hinata's shaky hands —why was he shaking?—

Was this idiot trying to play some sort of mean joke on him? Ha, Kageyama's all prickly like a weed, get it?

Sure. Whatever. He could play along with that. He could look away and scoff at Hinata and call him a dumbass under his breath. He could–

"Well- well yeah!" Shouyou's voice was still loud when he spoke, yet this time it sounded... hesitant. Kageyama looked up at his face and saw him take a sharp, trembling breath in before he continued "But it looks kinda cool, doesn't it? I've never seen a flower this bright!"

Kageyama's brows raised. He looked down at the flower, then back up at Hinata's face. The redhead avoided his gaze and for the first time in at least an hour or so, he remained silent. He stared at Hinata's face shamelessly, at the uncharacteristic shyness to his gaze and the nervous way in which he stressed his bottom lip between his teeth.

Hinata was giving him a flower.

Sure, a flower that belonged to a weed– but a fucking flower nonetheless.

"Ah– forget it, I just thought it–"

Kageyama snatched the thing from his hands before he could say another word.

"I– I like weeds" he blurted out, certainly louder than necessary.

Nice save, you absolute idiot.

Hinata finally met his gaze, looking rightfully confused at his words. Kageyama scoffed, but looked down at the weed in his hands.

It wasn't as sharp as it looked.

"You... You like weeds" Hinata said, although it sounded more like a question. Kageyama swallowed down the embarrassment and nodded.

"Yeah" he breathed out. Hinata mirrored his nod, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Kageyama put the flower in his pocket, finding it unexpectedly convenient that it was a weed– it was more resistant than other flowers, so when he took it out that night, in his room, it was still intact. He left it in his nighstand, finding himself stupidly unable to stop staring at it.

Hinata brought him weeds a lot, after that day.

(inspired by this post

lowkey a bit messy lmfao. probably gonna turn into a fic later lmfao)

[czrpenters]

I completely forgot there’s no limits on how many she can have. She probably got all of the toys.

and you just know she has a pair of handcuffs constantly clipped on her bedframe in hopes that someone will ask why

-😵‍💫

It started when Sam got a mirror installed in front of her bed. Nothing serious. "I just want you to look at me while I'm fucking you, baby."

Then, it escalated to handcuffs, ropes, whips, always having a strap on the nighstand so she could get it more quickly. She got to the point where she wanted to soundproof your guys' room. (Poor Tara, by the way. She had to get really good noise cancelling headphones). Honestly, if she could, Sam would have a Red Room just like Christian Grey, so she could satisfy all of her darkest desires and kinks with you. But, I guess her room with handcuffs on her bed would do just fine.

[bhaalbabebardlock]

Daisies on my Nighstand

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Chapter 19- The Chosen of Bhaal and the Fist of Bane

Important tags: violent thoughts, violence, so many more tags on AO3 but this chapter is tame tbh

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She almost felt pity for him, as she stood silent in the shadows, observing him. He was so calm, collected. The way he was meticulously bent over his desk, scratching away at something she could not see, the flickering candlelight setting shadows across the sharp ridges of his face. Another, like her, in thrall to a cruel god. She wondered if he served his willingly, if he looked on in rapture as the merciless gods commanded their mortal pawns to obey their whim. It did not matter if he did or not. He had drawn too much attention to himself either way. She stepped forward out of the shadows, silently crossing into the middle of the room, the only sound the soft swish of her dagger unsheathing. She watched him closely as he lifted his head, his dark eyes meeting hers.

She found herself stopped momentarily by the apathetic look in his eyes, the way his burning gaze met hers. She was so used to lust. Followed by fear. She didn't know what this look was. She knew how she must appear. Her red eyes deadened to the task at hand, her dark curls soaked in crimson, a violet tinged halo around her head, her clothes stained by the insides of others who she had dragged to the depths earlier that day, her dagger glistening in the candlelight with dried blood. A wild and feral thing, tamed only by the distant promise of the freedom she so desperately wanted back.

She drank in the details of his face, momentarily frozen by this new expression. The way that his mouth was pressed in a firm line, his lips full, the way his dark stubble covered his cheeks and jaw, his piercing eyes staring back at her. Something behind his apathy flickered, and her breath stopped. There. There was the desire she had been looking for, carefully replaced by that smooth mask of apathy. It was him who broke their silence first.

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"So, you're here. I expected you to come. Tell me, Bhaal-spawn, why have you come?" His voice was one of the most pleasurable things she had ever heard, a warm caress that asked for both her unwavering attention and submission all at once. He leaned his elbows forward onto his desk, resting his chin upon his fingers. She felt her mouth go dry, his confidence in her faltering step making her mind turn. She was always in control, and right now, she didn't feel that way. She swallowed against the feeling churning in her stomach, her fingers gripping the knife in her hand.

"Your ambition is too great, Banite. You know why I'm here." She was more startled than anything by the smooth curve of his lips, the way his smile seemed to turn her insides into liquid heat. Was he not afraid? She was too tired to play at pretty words, too tired to put on the act of the charming and devastating seductress meant to drag you to your doom. But maybe she should have. Then, at least, he wouldn't be looking at her like that.

"My ambition," he replied softly, "will do many great things. You would be better off seeing what I will do. Or, doing it with me." She thought she had been caught off guard by him already, but he kept doing that. Throwing her off even more. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the expression on his face. That apathy laced with desire, a mirror of the longing in her own face. She wondered again just how dedicated to his God he was.

"What do you mean?" She felt a twinge of irritation at her piqued curiosity.

"I have a plan," he said softly, the smoothness of his voice washing through her, "and I cannot see it to fruition on my own. You are clever. Coordinated. I've watched the way you move through this city since you appeared a year ago, from wherever you came. You are organized, meticulously careful. I could use that, in what I have planned."

He had been watching her. This unnerved her most of all, her eyes narrowing as her fingers gripped painfully around the dagger she still held. Of course she was careful. Even when she had been merciless in her forced worship, she had always been careful to not draw too much attention while sating the basest desires of the task at hand. It would not do to be messy. To get caught. Yet, here was someone admitting he'd been watching her. Closely.

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[frostcorpsclub]

OK I KNOw i said no mods but i forgot wicked whims had some very justin-esque items

Figure 1: The enterance to Justin's room complete with fancy wall sconce's and a small walk in closet, the floor is covered in some chicks stuff.

Figure 2: Justin's photo corner; it features a mirror for preening of himself and his subject, a tripod with a camera, and a box full of tasteful nude photos. The shelf holds various photography supplies, lens caps with cleaning rags for them, and smelling salts to stop his room from smelling like shit for the ladies.

Figure 3: View of his closet with hidden astronomy posters.

Figure 4: Another hidden astronomy poster and a closer view of some of Justin's hot lady (real and fictional) posters.

Figure 5: The corner with the most personality! This is where Justin hangs out and games with his brothers! We have a gaming system with a switch, a portable speaker, some beer bottles, packs of cigarettes, and an ash tray. His coffee table is a functioning fish tank, the fish are fine! Behind the chair where he always sits is a pile of letters from girls who's hearts he's broken.

Figure 6: His sleeping nook, illuminated by special pictures of his family :) and flanked with a nighstand. It has a bong, a box of tissues, cologne, and his Little Black Book

[katstries]

Opening her eyes to the sound of her alarm, Mai sighed deeply. Her fingers rubbed the bridge of her nose, a pointless try to wake herself up even more. As of more lately, bed seemed to be heaven sent as the tiredness grew inside of her.

She let out a small groan of discomfort as she finally sat up, looking at the clock on the nighstand. 9:32AM. She threw the blanket off, letting her long legs tangle down from the bed, the wooden floor cold under her warm feet.

The morning routine was like the usual; wake up, shower, brush teeth, eat and head to work. She looked at herself one final time from the mirror, the corners of her lips curving into a smile.

Mai had never planned to work at the library but the offer just dropped into her hands. She sighed as he sat behind the similar computer, looking at the pile of new books she had to register in, finger slightly tapping on the table.

“Hey! Sorry to interrupt! Any idea where I could find stories about ancient spirits?” a manly voice said, his words a bit rushed.

Mai looked up, meeting the eyes of a handsome man who seemed out of breath, his long hair messed.

“Uh, yeah. Down the hall, onto the right,” she said with a warm voice, guiding him towards the isle with her hand.

“Thanks,” the man said, flashing her a warm smile before running off to find what he was looking for.

She returned her attention back to her work, letting her fingers glide against the keyboard as she hummed a random tune softly. Her daydreaming got interrupted by the same man, a pile of books in his hands.

“All of them?” Mai asked, her eyes getting wider by the sight.

“All of them.”

She couldn’t hold back a small laugh, waiting for the mysterious man to place them on the counter. She eyed the books, all of them written about ancient lores and ghosts.

“So, a lore geek?” she asked, registering all of the books before opening a new tab for his information.

He laughed softly, scratching the back of his head at her remark. “You could say that.”

“Your name?” she asked, looking up at the man with a dazzling smile.

“Sam. Sam Winchester.”

The same night she went home, she couldn’t stop thinking about the mysterious man called Sam Winchester. Why did he look like an eye candy? Why was he in such a hurry? Why were all of the books about ancient lores of the paranormal?

The following week, she did the same old ritual of going to work every day, Sam coming more frequently into the library, sitting close to her as he seemed so lost in his world. They got along more, going on a first name basis even.

“Sam, ask her,” Dean mumbled, his mouth full of a double whopper he had laid his hands on.

“Ask her what?”

“Ask her out. Come on, don’t you think I haven’t noticed all the stolen glances at her while you’re supposed to do the research?” Dean said as he took a long sip from his beer.

Sam groaned, placing his forehead onto the table. Dean was right, he had been going to the library more for Mai than his research as of lately. Dean patted his little brother on his shoulder, seeing the struggle he was going through.

“If you don’t, I might,” Dean joked, “She’s banging hot.”

Sam shot a glare at Dean, “Shut it, Dean.”

Thunder was loud, making the sky rumble and roar as the rain fell onto the windows of the library. Mai had closed it long time ago, allowing Sam to work a little longer on his research. She had gone to sit with him, working on her computer on a random story she had come up with.

“Hey, Mai,” Sam spoke, looking at her with his pen between his teeth, his green eyes piercing into hers.

“Yes?” she said in a soft tone, closing her laptop to turn her full attention to him. Sam leaned closer on the table, reaching his hand out to softly hold onto hers. Mai could feel her heart thumping in her chest, cheeks getting more heated by the minute as they sat there.

“I would take you out on a date but considering the storm outside, we’re stuck here,” Sam said with a small chuckle. He shifted in his seat, getting even closer to her as they sat by side. “What do you say, should we make the time pass by quicker?”

Mai felt like she had swallowed her tongue, eyes glued to the beautiful man by her side. She hadn’t noticed how Sam’s thumb was gently caressing her hand, a mischevious look on his face. “By all means.”

He took her words as an invite, leaning closer to her painfully slowly. Mai could feel every hair on her body tingle, the moment she had been thinking of on the late nights in her bed seemingly coming true. He stopped when their faces were inches away from each others, her breath warm and inviting against Sam’s lips.

The chemistry that they had been intensified between them, both of them leaning into the kiss at the exact same time. Was it just lust? Was it more?

His lips felt soft against hers, Sam’s hand going to hold the back of her head, free hand wrapping around her waist to pull her away from her chair, into his lap. A small gasp left her lips, muffled by Sam’s lips as he deepened it, letting his tongue glide against her lower lip before pushing into her mouth. Her fingers tangled in his hair, gently pulling on them as the kiss left their bodies longing for more.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” Sam groaned as he pulled away, taking a moment to look at the flushed woman in his lap. He leaned in again, only this time his lips meeting the skin of her neck, pressing hungry kisses into the crook of her neck.

Mai couldn’t help herself, soft whimpers leaving the back of her throat as Sam continued, his large hands squeezing her ass. Her hands were wrapped around his biceps, nails digging into his skin through his plaid shirt. His hair softly brushed against her neck, giving more sensations to feel, as if it already wasn’t more by her books.

“Sam,” she whispered right before Sam sunk his teeth into her collarbone, earning a moan from the woman. He sucked on her skin lightly before releasing her from his attack, a sly smile on his face.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I’d love to see you bent over this table.”

Mai felt like this was a fever dream. The man she had been waiting for, hell, even longed for was right in front of her, offering to go all in. She nodded, a smirk on her face as she let her hands roam on his muscular body.

“I’d be crazy to mind,” she whispered against his ear, sending a jolt of electricity through Sam’s body. A small groan left his lips, hands holding onto the hem of her shirt only to pull it off her body, eyes glistening in the dim light from the sight of her body.

His hand unclasped her bra, his fingertips soft against her body as he pushed them down, letting them drop into their laps, his mouth practically watering from the sight of her chest. She could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, giving her an idea to gently roll herself in his lap, creating friction between them enough to make him moan.

“Fuck,” he hissed, hands going to squeeze her breasts, lips pressing wet kisses onto her skin. He had to admit, no one had ever turned him on more the way Mai did. He released his hands, only to replace them with his mouth, tongue swirling over her hardened nipples.

She threw her head back from the pleasure she was feeling, his touch lighting something inside of her. Her hands pushed the plaid shirt off of his shoulders, letting it drop onto the floor, his shirt following close behind.

“Fuck this,” Sam groaned, his hands going onto her ass again, only to hold onto it as he stood up, laying her down onto the table. He looked down at her, biting his lower lip for a brief of a second before he spread her legs, her skirt riding up her thighs.

He leaned down, his breath warm against her earlobe, “You’re the prettiest woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

His hands were slowly running along her legs, gently squeezing her thighs every now and then. “I’d be stuck with you anywhere.”

His fingers went down into her panties, his own breath catching in his throat when he felt how wet she was for him. His breathing got heavier, fingers gently teasing her clit in small circular motions.

“Fuck, Sam,” she whimpered, nails digging into the edge of the table. He only took it as a good sign, his fingers adding more pressure, slowly picking up the pace. Her whimpers and moans made his cock throb in his pants to the point where he felt like he couldn’t take it anymore, unbuckling his pants with his free hand.

He palmed himself through his boxers, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he looked down onto her, seeing her squirm and moan under the touch of his fingertips. It didn’t take long until he pushed his boxers down, stroking himself a few times to release some of the pressure.

“Moan for me,” Sam whispered, leaning down to wrap his lips around her nipple again, his fingers moving faster and faster as he could understand from her body language how close she was to her climax. Her moans grew louder, echoing across the library walls.

It didn’t take long until she practically screamed, nails digging into his back muscles as he smiled against her skin, her body trembling under him turning him on even more.

“Sam, you’re insane,” she whispered as she was slowly coming down from her high. He smirked in return, standing up only to yank away her skirt, followed by her panties.

“Insane for you,” he said with a small shrug, giving his throbbing cock a few strokes as he looked at her, eyes traveling all over her marvelous body. He teased her with his cock, the red tip rubbing against her swollen clit.

“Sam, please,” Mai whimpered, her body craving to feel him inside of her.

“Your wish is my command, m’lady.”

He gently pushed himself into her, a loud groan leaving his parted lips as he felt her walls clench around him. Mai held onto his forearms, back arching from the table with a small whimper.

He was big and Sam knew it himself that he had to give her time to adjust to his size, “Is this okay?”

She nodded, biting her lip as she looked at the man in front of her. He pulled himself almost completely out if her before pushing himself back in, enjoying the feeling of her warmth around his cock.

His moves became more erratic as time passed, their moans almost in sync. He leaned down to kiss her, their tongues mingling together as his thrusts were deeper and harder. She loved the feeling of him, her hands roaming on his body to squeeze and pinch him from time to time, earning soft groans from Sam.

“Fuck, you feel so tight and good around me,” he moaned into her ear, their hips meeting halfway. Mai felt like she was high on ecstasy, loving every second they spent together in a tangled mess.

It didn’t take long until her walls clenched harder around him, giving him a sign she was close to cumming, his own hips speeding up from the feelings. Mai bit into his shoulder, a sweet pain running though his body, making his cock twitch inside of her.

Mai could feel how she was losing control of her body as he pounded into her, his tip reaching the sweet and desired spot inside of her. Her legs began trembling, body arching from the wooden table as she cried out his name, her orgasm taking her into another high.

The feeling of her climax drove Sam insane, his own sweet release spurting inside of her, a loud moan leaving his lips as his hips jerked forward. He leaned his head onto her shoulder, pressing a soft kiss onto her skin as they tried to regain their breathing.

Mai wrapped her arms around him, eyes closed as the air was slowly but steadily making it’s way back into her lungs. Sam left more of soft kisses onto her skin, dreading the moment they’d have to part.

“I don’t usually do this on first dates but there’s just something about you,” he mumbled, pushing himself up enough to look at her.

Mai couldn’t help but laugh a little, her hands still lingering on his body. “The feeling is mutual.”

Sam let out a small chuckle, pulling himself out of her as he looked at the masterpiece he had made, his cum slowly weeping out of her, “I’m sorry, I should get you something you could clean up with.”

He scrambled around their clothes, giving her his own plaid shirt, “Will this work?”

Mai chuckled, giving him a slight nod. She cleaned herself up, throwing his shirt onto the side. Her legs were still slightly trembling from the moment they shared. She stood up, leaning her butt against the table when Sam came and stood in front of her, letting his hands rest on her hips.

“I want you to know that you’re more than a great fuck to me,” he said softly as he looked down at her, his hand caressing her cheek, “I feel like there’s something more.”

“I have to admit, Sam, you’ve been running circles around my mind quite often recently.”

He smiled, pressing a soft kiss onto her forehead. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against his chest as he inhaled the sweet smell of her. They stayed there what felt like forever, embraing each other as the thunder continued to rumble outside, Mai and Sam lost in their own little world.

[mielgf]

cactus, ivy, & nutmeg 💕 hope you're doing well love

hello my love! i am doing really well, thank you for asking <3

send me asks if you'd like!!

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

norse mythology!! i'm listening to an audiobook on youtube rn and it's so interesting. i'm super interested in learning about celtic mythology as well so if anyone has any book/audiobook/youtube series to recommend, i would absolutely love that <3

ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

happy - literally do not stop talking and laughing over little things, i also get physically giddy around ppl i'm close with, like literally jumping up and down hfjshdfuhsdu

annoyed - not to sound like a mmc in a romance novel but... jaw clenching and just staring out into space; i am not a confrontational person so i just dissociate whenever i'm annoyed

upset - def just go quiet/isolate

tired - this goes one of two ways: either just quiet and detached or so tired i become giddy but like with tears in my eyes lol

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

believe it or not (you couldve never guessed from my blog) but i very much have a cottagecore theme going. i have lil mushroom lights hung up around my mirror, baby plants scattered about, pretty much all of my art is farmyard animals or nature scenes. warm lighting only!! i love my lamps. also books are currently scattered on literally every surface, my bookcase is a mess, i have three books on my nighstand currently and two on my desk + all of my notebooks for school, i count the books as decoration too. as for the rest of my house, it's pretty minimalist cause i live with roommates but they're also plant people so plants literally everywhere!! even in the shower lol

[osgohome]

“A little😁 happy house🏡 is the strongest castle🏰 in this whole universe!🌌” ― Mehmet Murat ildan

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[thefreakymunson]

I need Eddie teaching his innocent gf how sex works and what feels good please!

“I wanna lose my virginity,” you muttered out of nowhere, “Like...now...um...right now.”

That certainly got the interest of your boyfriend who was scribbling down a song lyric in his notebook at the end of your bed. He looked up at you with a quirked eyebrow as his hand rested on his chin, his pen halting movement as he stared at you in shock.

He hadn’t gotten any of the hints you had previously given. Not the hint where you kissed him longer than usual when he arrived, the subtle brush of your hand across his cheek, the fact that you got all dressed up for him when you he was only supposed to be coming over to study. He commented on how your strawberry chapstick tasted, kissed your lips once again, and then followed you up to your room.

“Now?” Eddie’s eyes locked on yours, “For real?”

There was no secret that you had been reserved far longer than you had expected to be. The thought of sex was scary and intimidating. Every time you got close to engaging in the act, your chest felt heavy and your palms got sweaty. Of course, the previous boyfriend was a jerk. The one time you turned him down, he shoved you off his lap and stormed out. You never talked to him again. That only raised your hesitation.

And then you met Eddie. He was kind and caring, and even though he wasn’t a virgin, he didn’t push you to feel like you absolutely had to have sex with him or he would leave you. He was understanding. Of course he still made the subtle hints and his hands were practically glued to your ass anytime you stood up around him.

“Yeah,” you nodded, “I’m sure.”

“Shit,” he cursed softly, “I don’t have any...ya’know...condoms.”

“That’s okay,” you said, your eyes wide as you pulled your nighstand drawer open. You pulled out what he first thought was a compact mirror but when you opened it, it reveled something much different “I’m on the pill...it’s been almost a month since I started taking them, so we’re covered.”

A small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he realized you had been planning this by the looks of it. He never voiced his concerns but he was starting to wonder if you weren’t actually into him. It confused him often how you’d spend hours sitting in his lap making out, but the second he touched your breast or your crotch, you were tensing up and pulling away. He eventually just stopped pressing the issue. If you wanted him, you would tell him.

“My little minx,” he said with a soft smile, “You’ve been planning this for an entire month?”

“I just...knew I wanted you to be my first time...and I didn’t want a condom taking the feeling away, you know?” You shrugged, “I want to feel you for real for the first time.”

Your words went straight to his cock as he watched you get up from the bed and walk to him until you were standing right in between his legs. His palms wrapped around the back of your thighs, warmth fleshing out against your chilly skin. He rested his chin on your chest as his brown eyes locked into yours, tongue quickly darting out to dampen his lips before he spoke.

“You sure you’re doing this because you want to? And not because you think you have to?” He squinted playfully up at you, “Don’t get me wrong...I’m not going to turn you down. I’d never be able to turn you down, Y/N. I just want to make sure this is what you truly want.”

“It is,” you whispered, fingers coming up to push his hair away from his eyes, “I promise.”

His hands slid down to the back of your knees and pulled you towards him, causing your legs to buckle. You straddled his lap easily, his hands moving to your ass as you kissed his lips. You had to admit, this felt different. The way he kissed and touched you was softer – more welcoming and calming.

His lips trailed from your mouth to your ear and further down to your neck, leaving a soft nip to your jaw, making you sigh. His hands slid up the back of your skirt, fingers kneading the fleshiest part of your body. He was taking his time, moving too slowly. Maybe he was just teasing you, waiting for you to pull away from him like so many previous times.

That wasn’t going to happen today.

And to further cement that idea into both of your brains, you pulled your shirt up over your head, exposing your bare chest to him. His fingers stopped moving and he stopped kissing your neck as he stared at your chest in awe. He’s felt them plenty of times, but never seen them.

“Fuck,” he breathed, looking up at your face and then back down to your body.

You squealed as he playfully dumped you onto the bed on your back, your skirt falling up around your waist as you pulled your knees up to your chest. You watched him as he stood up and pulled his jacket off, metal pins and chain clinging against the ground where it landed. There was a goofy grin on his face that you were sure matched the one on your own as he pulled his shirt off as well and playfully tossed it at your face.

“Eddie,” you giggled, throwing it somewhere above your head for later.

“Yes?” He asked, knees resting on the end of your bed.

“You’re taking too long,” you said, biting your bottom lip as you looked up at him. He feigned shock as he crawled up your body, your knees parting to allow him closer. You hooked your ankles around his waist as he trailed kisses up the center of your stomach. His long black hair tickled your sides causing goosebumps to flesh out over your body. He shifted his weight to his left hand, using his right to snake between your legs, his fingertips rubbing your pussy over the cloth of your panties.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the new sensation. You had touched yourself plenty of times before but it felt different with Eddie. He wasn’t even fully touching you – the cloth barrier preventing it, but you decided there that you really liked it but you wanted more.

Your shaky hands went to work on his belt, pushing his jeans and boxers down as far as you could get them. He kicked them off the rest of the way before sitting back on his knees and looking down at you. You watched as he absent mindlessly jerked himself off and you decided then and there that it was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen but there was no fucking way that thing was going to fit inside of you.

“You sure about this, baby?” He asked, hooking his fingers inside of the waistband of your panties.

You were quiet for a minute as you looked down at him, big brown eyes wide and hopeful. You wanted this more than anything. No one else would take care of you the way that Eddie Munson has, no other guy would respect you the way he has either. You knew he was the right person.

“Yeah,” you gave him a small smile, “Just-”

“I’ll go slow,” he nodded, “Don’t worry...if it hurts to bad...let me know, yeah?”

You nodded and took a deep breath, watching as he pulled your panties down your legs and then tossed them somewhere to the edge of your bed. You weren’t expecting what he done next, but you would never turn the idea down after feeling it.

You had closed your eyes for a brief second, but they flew wide open when you felt his mouth on your most sensitive part, his tongue sliding through your folds, his nose brushing against your clit. Your fingers meshed with his hair as his sucked and flicked his tongue against your sensitive nub, sending tiny jolts through your body. He moaned softly at your taste, his hands moving to hold your hips flat against the bed, an absurd amount of strength holding you down.

That somewhat unfamiliar feeling in the pit of your stomach began to grow, a soft whine escaping your mouth as you looked down at him.

“Eddie…” you panted, fingers gently tugging on his strands,

He selfishly pulled away, not wanting you to cum like this. He wanted to feel you wrapped tightly around him, spasming away on his cock. He sat back just enough to look up at you, mouth glistening with your arousal, before he began kissing his way up your body once again, leaving wet smooches in his past.

He looked down at your pussy, soaked and needy – needy of him. He sat back on his knees, licking his lips as he looked down at you. You gave him a nod, too overcome with emotion to say or do anything else.

Slowly and teasingly, he slid the tip of his cock up and down your slit, watching as your lips parted around his prying tip. It was easily the sexiest thing he had seen in his short 19 years of life. He gripped your thigh, pulling your left leg up over his shoulder as he began to press himself into you.

Instantly, you tensed up, feeling the slight pain of being stretched out for the first time. He stopped at your wince and looked down at you, eyes wide with worry. He wasn’t stupid – he had heard how it was uncomfortable for their first time. He didn’t want to ruin it for you.

“You want me to-”

“No,” you said, eyes clenched tight as your fingers dug into his forearms, “Don’t stop...keep going.”

“Yeah...okay.” He said, mouth agape as he allowed himself to fully feel you.

Fingers slowly rubbed at your clit, trying – hoping to make it feel a bit better for you. He pressed himself the rest of the way in, pressing his face into your calf as he closed his eyes for a moment.

You fit so snug around his cock, it almost felt like he was suffocating inside of you. Sweet, sweet suffocation. Tears stung your eyes as you realized this was actually happening. You were no longer a virgin and Eddie Munson was the one to take it away from you.

He bent down, your leg falling off his shoulder as he pressed his lips against yours. Your fingers held the back of his head, panting softly against his mouth as your legs locked behind his waist.

“Hi,” he smirked, causing you to laugh.

“Hi,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to his mouth.

“You okay?” He mumbled, nuzzling his nose against yours.

“Mhm,” you whispered, “Hurts a bit...not gonna’ lie.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” He said, fingers moving to slowly rub your clit again, earning a soft whimper from you, “Let me make you feel good, yeah?”

You nodded, fingers ghosting over his cheeks as you whispered, “Please.”

His thrusts were slow at first, letting his fingers ease the pain. He kept his forehead against yours, eyes locked on yours as he fucked you slow and steady, letting you get use to the feeling of being so full. He loved being able to watch your face as you felt everything for the first time, how your face changed from a pain bearing look to something that screamed you were enjoying it – enjoying him.

“Eddie,” you panted, feeling the tightening happening again.

“I know,” he whispered, pressing soft kisses over your face as his thumb moved a bit faster, “I know, baby….let go.”

You tilted your head to the side as he pressed kisses over your neck, a grunt escaping his mouth as you instinctively squeezed yourself around him.

“You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he panted, “Jesus christ, Y/N.”

His words, although tame, were enough to send you over the edge. You clung to him, burying your face in his neck as you came, tightening around him in all possible aspects. He fucked you through your orgasm, the way your pussy spasmed bringing him along right after you. You weren’t aware of how tightly you were gripping his arms, that your nails had pressed so deep into his skin that there was a bit of blood forming. He loved it – loved knowing he made you feel so good.

“You okay?” He whispered, slowly pulling out of you, leaving you grasping at nothing and feeling...empty.

“Yeah,” you panted, a goofy smile on your face, “I’m perfect...better than I imagined, Eds.”

[coffeefromacauldron]

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[shifted-nights-au]

Shifted Nights Part 9

He found himself staring at a darkened ceiling. The first thing he truly felt in his own body was the soft cushioning of a bed on his back. His bare back. Where was he, again?

He forced his head to turn, earning a few loud pops. His gaze slowly floated from on object to another, slowly naming each one in his head as he goes along.

Nighstand, lamp, beanbag, filing cabinet...

His head turned with his gaze. As he slowly blinked back to conciousness, he realized he could smell something baking (how he could smell without a nose was something he could never understand).

Drawers, flower pot, mirror, lockbox...

The ringing in his ears slowly died down, only to leave the gentle hum of voices in another room.

Chair, door, lightswitch, stool...

His mouth tasted sour. He realized that he hadn't eaten anything since the improvised dinner with Evan and Henry.

Closet doors, drawers, suitcase, picture frame...

Jeremy.

Jeremy and Fritz.

And Gregory.

Right.

He looked back at the ceiling and drew in a deep breath. The room was only lit by the light trickling in from the ajar bedroom door. He slowly sat up, adjusting to his surroundings. He looked down at his body.

He was mostly unclothed. Whoever moved him must've taken him out of his work clothes (with good reason, no one wants germs in their bed). He raised his arms and interlocked his hands behind his head, pushing his chest out. His spine crackled dismally, but it felt relieving. God, he was stiff.

He shifted and swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing, (against the protests of his crying joints) and stretching again. He let out a content sigh. He circled the bed and layed the suitcase on the floor, picking a t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants off the top. He slipped into the new clothes, pulled on a pair of black socks, and headed out of the room, almost shambling the whole way.

Jeremy stood, leaned against the kitchen island. Fritz stood with his back to him, stirring something on the stove. Gregory and Helpy sat side-by-side, watching cartoons on a small, vintage tv. The sun outside was long past the horizon, instead the outdoors being lit by the city lights.

Michael wordlessly strolled over and leaned against the counter next to Jeremy, gently blinking a few times.

"Hey! Y-You're up! How do y-you feel?"

He shrugged. "I'm alright."

Fritz tapped his wooden spoon against the pot and set it to the side.

"So uh.." The redhead turned around. "What happened, man?"

"Oh, uh...." Michael shrugged again. "Just....I dunno, honestly. It's been happening a lot more recently."

Jeremy gave him a worried glance, but had his attention torn away by Gregory climbing onto a bar stool and sitting on the counter.

"G-gregory, g-get down."

"Michael are you gonna be my third dad?"

"Gregory Raiden Fitzgerald!" Fritz gasped lightly in awe.

"What?"

Jeremy laughed. "I-I'm sorry about him."

"Its fine." Michael smiled. "You named your son after a Metal Gear character?"

"Its the name of the Japanese god of thunder and lightning." Fritz hummed.

Michael raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, we named him after a Metal Gear character." Fritz sighed gently, smiling.

Gregory crawled over the counter and poked Michaels arm. "You didn't answer my question."

"Uhm.."

"G-gregory, seriously."

"Whaaaaaat? I wanna knooooooooww!!"

"I-I dont know, buddy." Michael simply resorts to patting the boy's head.

Gregory huffed. "No one gives me a straight answer in this house."

"Y-you say th-that like y-you pay rent." Jeremy clicked his tongue and smiled.

The rest of the night went on smoothly; dinner, a few rounds of games, then bed.

Since his clothes were already in the room, Fritz and Jeremy invited Mike to sleep in their room; the three had slept together frequently in highschool, when Jeremy was too high to drive home from band practice or Mike didnt want to go home, so it wasn't unusual for them.

So, for the first time since highschool, Michael slept smooshed between his two best friends.

A/N: Im back! Finally! Im sorry this one may not be as good a the others, i tried to tweak it but it just never came out right.

[hwangsies]

just the two of us

pairing: idol!lee minho × idol!f reader

warnings: smut as in, masturbation (f), softdom!minho (?), choking, thigh riding, somewhat denied orgasm i guess lol, swearing and bad descriptions of dancing

wc: idk maybe 2k?

enjoy <3

-

"hi guys, im on my way to the jyp building right now" you speak into the vlogging camera.

"...where i'm meeting stray kids lee know sunbaenim to study a choreography for us to perform at the upcoming awardshow" you smile into the camera, holding a thumbs up as you try to conceal your nervousness.

You know that the vlog isnt going to be released until after the show so you dont have to worry about spoiling anything.

"I'll see you guys later" you wave into the camera before handing it back to your manager who lets you know that you'll be there in about 10 minutes.

The only thing you're worried about is meeting a certain very handsome main dancer you may or may not have been biasing since his debut, which was about six months before your group had theirs.

So naturally, when your group grew big with you as their maindancer, and the organizers of the awardshow suggested that you and minho get together for a collaboration stage, you freaked.

Once you pull up to the jyp building, you can make out dispatch paparazzi and roll your eyes.

Your manager just reminds you to ignore them before getting out and opening the door for you.

Quickly you grab your bag and pull your jackets hood over your head.

They start calling your name but you and your team are quick to be inside of the building.

The nice woman behind the front desk gives your manager acsess cards as you look around to see the young camera woman on your team is already pointing the vlog camera on you so you wave into the camera.

Outside you see a crowd of fans also waving and pointing their phones at you through the large glass windows so you also wave back at them; laughing when one of them sends you a flying kiss, so you send one back.

"lets go y/n" your manager speaks to you, and you nod, waving goodbye to the fans before disappearing from their eyes as you step into an elevator.

Inside the elevator you check yourself out in the large mirror, pulling back your hood and smoothing out your hair.

"how do i look?" You ask your manager at which she grins "you look good, relax"

You sigh and nod, clearing your throat as to avoid a voice crack later.

When the elevator doors open, you see the famous dance practice rooms, that are named after big musicians on each side of the hall.

The door to the Madonna room is open and your manager leads the way.

Once you walk in you see another camera pointed at you, minho is standing in the middle of the room.

He as well has a camera pointed at him, he smiles when you lock eyes and bows.

You bow back when he walks towards you; extending his hand, you shake it.

"I'm Minho, nice to meet you" he smiles, he looks even better in person you think.

He's wearing light makeup but you can see that his skin is smooth underneath and his eyes seem even bigger and spraklier in person.

"Y/n, hi, nice to meet you" you bow again, partly to hide your blushing face.

After a minute of somewhat awkward smalltalk you hand your jacket and bag to your manager and the choreographer positions the two of you.

You had already memorized your part of the dance from the video he sent you and minho (you're assuming), now you just had to practice it together.

He makes you stretch to warm up before starting the music to see how much the two of you know of the dance.

Everything goes smoothly and the choreographer praises the both of you.

"lets go ahead and try the lift, im assuming you didnt practice that yet?" He asks.

"no" minho shakes his head, you do as well.

"okay minho, you hold her here" he takes minhos hand and places it on your waist.

"and on the inner thigh so you can spin her better" he explains, your mind starts running though.

What if he feels your inner thigh fat, or even worse, what if you sweat excessively and he slips and drops you.

Your thoughts get disrupted when minho carefully wraps his arm around you to grap onto your thigh.

"is that okay?" He asks from behind you, the little hairs on your neck rising.

"yea" you nod.

"okay, on my count" the choreographer speaks up "one, two..three and up!"

You tense your body when you feel him lifting you, your arms raise on their own accord, legs stiffening to create an aesthetic sillouette.

"very nice" the choreographer claps after minho lets you back down.

"lets take a break" one of the jyp staff members announces.

"you were great" you feel minhos hand graze your arm, your head whips around.

"oh, thank you" you smile sheepishly "so were you" earning a grin from him.

"thanks" he nods, grabbing a bottle of water before giving you one as well.

"thanks" you say, opening it and taking a few sips.

He watches you for a second before doing the same.

"hey, you guys" a young jyp staff woman comes up to you "we're gonna do a little sit down q&a moment, to give the fans some more interaction alright?" she explains, leading you guys to sitdown on the large sofa in the back of the room.

She moves back behind the cameras "so we're gonna be really casual okay? Im gonna throw in some questions and you just answer them"

You and minho nod, looking at each other before looking back at her.

"okay, so have you ever met before?"

"uh- well" you look at minho, he nods, encouraging you to talk "we've seen eachother at music shows, when we were with our members but we never talked" you say.

Minho nods.

"What did you think when you heard of this collaboration?"

Minho starts "i was excited because i think y/n has great stage presence and is a very talented dancer, so i think i could learn a thing or two from her"

"oh, thank you" you huff, surpressing a giggle as you bow slightly.

"What about you, y/n?"

"Uhm- well i was a little scared to be honest because he's really talented himself" you look over at him, so see he's smiling onto the ground "but also because i've been a fan of his since skz debuted so..."

"really?"

-

After coming back to the dorm and your members pressing you for every detail of what it was like to meet him and dance with him, you hop straight in the shower.

The warm water prickles at your face before you turn around, letting it run down your back.

You cant stop thinking about the feeling of his hands on your body, they were so strong and warm.

Or the one part of the chorepgraphy where you grind back into him and feel his muscular thighs flexed against the back of your own.

Not to mention his pretty smile and plump rosy lips, you would bet everything that he's a phenomenal kisser.

Your hand is trailing down your body as you imagine it was his, gently running over your mound before dipping into your folds.

A whimper slips past your lips out of frustration, its been way to long since someone had his way with you.

The idol life doesnt always leave time for that, but you can imagine what it would be like if you let minho have his way with you.

Your fingers start rubbing cirlces into your clit as you imagine him being the one to do it to you; kissing down your neck with his plump lips before toying at your nipples with his tongue.

You feel the way your belly tightens when you tink about how he would talk dirty; you dont know what would turn you on more, him calling you a good girl or a filthy little slut.

Would he let you cum right now or drag it out so your could cum around his cock? Damn you bet he has a gorgeous cock, everything on that man has got to be perfect.

And the way his dancer hips would snap into you would definetly be the thing to push you over the edge.

Your head rolls back and you bite your lip as to not let out a sound when your orgasm finally hits.

Your legs quiver a little when you ride out your high.

It wasnt the most earthshattering orgasm you've ever experienced but it did its job in satisfying you a little.

Clean and dry again, you let yourself fall onto your bed, sighing before you climb underneath your sheets.

Grabbing your phone from your nighstand, you see a message from an unknown number pop up.

unknown number : hey y/n -received at 9:56 pm

unknown number : its minho :) -received at 9:57 pm

Your heart skips a beat when the second one pops up, slowly you slide the message and land in the chat.

Whats a cool way to say hi back? hey?....no

sup? oh hell no

hiii....definetly not.

you: hi :) -sent at 9:58 pm

Good one, y/n.

you: how did you get my number? -sent at 9:58 pm

minho : my manager pulled a few strings lol, how are u? -received at 10:00 pm

you : im fine, a little tired ,hbu? -sent at 10:00 pm

Shit, yea go ahed y/n be the driest texter in the world no biggie, its not like this is lee minho.

minho: aww practice was to hard? lol im feeling fine -received at 10:01 pm

minho: jkjk lol the real reason im texting you is to ask if you want to meet up again -received at 10:02

Excuse me?

minho: yk, to practice but without all the cameras and people -received at 10:02

Okay, y/n calm down, dont answer yet. Dont make him think you're desperate to meet him again even though you are.

you: yea, sure. when are you free? -sent at 10:05

Very chill, nice job.

minho: im actually off the day after tomorrow, hbu? -received at 10:06 pm

you: i can make that work in the evening -sent at 10:06 pm

And there goes not looking desperate.

minho: nice, meet me here around 6 then? -received at 10:08 pm

minho has shared a location

minho: its an old dance studio, i know the owner :) -recieved at 10:08 pm

you: alright, see you then :) -sent at 10:09 pm

minho: good night y/n :) -sent at 10:09 pm

Do you send a good night back?...no, that would be too much...right?

You sigh and drop your phone next to you on your bed, your fists rubbing at your eyes.

There is no way you'll be able to sleep the next two nights.

-

It has been getting warmer recently, so you are surprised when the weather turns its back on you and suddenly blows icy wind against your face.

And you thought you had chosen wisely when only putting on a hoodie over your shirt.

You check your phone to see that you arrived at minhos sent location, yet there is no dance studio in sight.

Shivering, you turn around to search for signs on doors when you hear the door behind you opening.

"hey, in here" minho grins when you stumble around.

You look up at the building and look down at him.

"hi" you smile, somewhaþ confusedly.

"come in" he holds the door open for you.

"this building looks like its gonna get torn down soon" you say, still shivering a little as you look at minho, who's only sporting grey sweatpants and a black tshirt.

"it is" minho nods, looking around "sadly, i love coming here" he adds before looking back at you.

"still cold?" he asks, approaching you before rubbing over your arms with his hands.

"ye-huh" you interrupt yourself, gulping harshly when his cologne creeps up your nose.

He grins "better?" You nod, forcing a smile "yea, thanks"

An hour later, you are deeply immersed in the dance when you stumble at the same spot again, for the nth time.

"fuck" you aggrevatedly run your hand through your hair, angry at yourself for not getting this turn down the way it should look.

"I'm sorry, im usually not this bad i j-"

"you're not bad y/n" minho giggles, shaking his head "its alright, sometimes a move just doesnt work at first"

You huff out some air "im just nervous" you shake your head "i've never done a stage like this and i dont want to disappoint people"

"its normal to be nervous" minho stops the music before coming up behind you "just dont let it overpower the fun part"

He moves some hair from your shoulder "plus its just the two of us right now, and you cant disappoint me" he smiles softly, heat rushing to your cheeks.

"try positioning your hips..." he places his hands on your hips before gently rotating them to the left "... more like this before turning" he explains ,eyes locking in the mirror.

For a second, the only thing you can hear is your own heartbeat as his hands move up a little and linger on the exposed skin of your waist.

"okay" you breathe "lets try it from the top"

"yea?"

"yea" you nod.

The music starts again and your body takes over for you, you kick and jump and turn.

Minho lifts you like its nothing and before you know it, you do the turn exactly like you're supposed to.

The music stops and your breathing fills the silence before the euphoria of getting every single step down perfectly reaches your brain.

You squeal excitedly and clap before falling into minhos arms.

He stiffens at your touch and you immediately let go "i- i'm sorry- i dont know why-"

Suddenly, he lounges forwards and presses his plush lips against yours.

It takes you a second to register whats happening, but when his hands encase your waist, you sling your arms around his neck to pull him even closer.

An approving moan tears from minhos throat before he backs you up untill you feel the cold mirror pressed against your back.

You part your lips and let his tongue roll against yours , his hands roaming over your body.

Everything his happening so fast you cant track where they're going, first they're at your ass then one of them squeezes at your boob; and now it trails up your neck and wraps itself around it as he kisses down the other side.

You feel like your nerve endings are on fire everywhere his hands and lips wander, your eyes fluttering shut as you moan out his name.

He nips at your collarbone before coming back to your lips "i've wanted to do this since the second i saw you" his hand around your neck tightens protectively and you feel yourself clench.

"me too" you whisper before he crashes his lips to yours again, your hand tightening in his thick brown hair as the other clings to his shoulder.

A firm thigh lodges itself between your legs and you feel brave so you roll your hips into it. The ache thats building up in your clit, getting released a little.

Shamelessly you whimper against his lips.

He sucks your bottom lip inbetween his before breaking the kiss again, looking down at your ministrations.

"dirty girl" he grins, releasing your neck and placing both hands on your hips and helping you grind against his thigh.

Your head falls back against the mirror when the fabric of your cotton thong gets rubbed against your clit in just the right way. An almost pornographic moan leaves your lips, "fuck" you whine, locking eyes with minho again.

"god i wanna do so many bad things to you" he grunts, at which you swear you gushed a little more into your panties.

You see his cock straining through the flattering grey sweat material, your hand wandering towards it but he catches it.

"cum on my thigh and you'll get it" he promises, grinning when another high pitched moan spills from your pretty lips.

A sudden loud ringing makes you flinch, and minhos head whips around before removing himself from you.

"wha-?" you mumble confusedly.

He takes his phone and answers the incoming call.

"Hi, hyung" he speaks, turning around "i went for a run, yea-sorry...yea okay...okay bye" he hangs up.

"Who-?" you attempt to speak but your mind is still fuzzy as he throws his backpack over his shoulder and grabs his sweater before coming back to you.

"My manager" he says, taking your hand "i have to go"

"Oh-"

"I'm sorry" he kisses your lips "you want me to take you to your dorm?"

"No- no i dont want you to get in trouble" you shake your head.

"Sure?" He tilts his head.

"Yea, of course, im good" you nod, a smile tugging at your lips because he looks really cute with his messed up hair and puffy lips.

"Here" he gives you his sweater "im sure its colder now"

"you'll get cold though" you hold it up.

"nah, i'm hot blooded" he quips, leaning down to lock lips again.

More lingering this time, you feel you stomach churn with butterflies when he moves to your cheek.

"i'm not finished with you" he whispers into your ear, winking before walking out the door.

-

a/n: ik im supposed to be writing zephyr but this popped in my head and wrote itself so easily i was like👁👄👁 anyways hope u liked it🥰 not proofread so i just know there are thousands of spelling errors in there😍😍

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