#more in a 'his shirt was completely unbottoned and he covered himself like i do when i get out of the shower'

[omarfor-orchestra]

I know it's bad to talk like this about a probably cishet guy because labels and stuff but I cannot stress enough how fucking LGBT he looks.

[fakeloveaskblog]

aw, sweet loceit in the evening sun. logan is actually super good at explaining healthy relationships and boundaries and stuff actually, i betcha he could recognize abuse no problem

…aye remy! REMY!! HAve you thought about going to that gay bar more often? who knows, maybe you'll encounter someone nice, make friends with like-minded people, hear some disco, the full nine yards. janus might be there, remus might be there. (just look around for the guy with the blue tie, he's a great guy, if he's not wearing it he'll look like he has that blue tie kinda energy! you could totally just get drunk and unload your grievances on him and i bet he won't even mind!)

(Mentions of U!Virgil but I say beforehand when that happens so those who don’t like U!Virgil can enjoy the rest of the fic up until then)

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Remy wiped away a tear while looking at your message. The cold light from their phone was the only thing brightening up the room. Virgil was sleeping beside them, his arm was laid around their waist.

"You just like tots gave me the greatest idea! I'm gonna invite Rem out to the bar! It's gonna the funnest thing like ever! Thanks girl!!"

--

2 days later Remus was dangerously close to eating the moss straight from the gay bar's wall. He had been left without supervision for over 15 minutes while he sat outside waiting for his friend to show up, what else was he supposed to do?!

"SSSSUUUP BABE!!!"

Remy came towards him as fast as they could. They had on a short leather skirt, a neon mesh crop top and a leather jacket over it.

They did a little turn "I just like felt a bit glamorous today!" 

Remus choked on his own spit "The world must be a dark place when you aren't feeling glamorous"

"Awwww babbbe"

He sent them a big grin. He'd just put on his usual oversized dysphoria hoodie and matching oversized (:O) sweatpants.

Remus' smile disappeared in an instant as he noticed dark bruises all around Remy's neck. Shades of purple and green collided against each other.

"Ehm did a vampire come and attack you last night? Seriously are you alri-"

"JUst a reminder that it will be loud in there" Remy interrupted.

"Oh. Right!"

He fumbled around in his bag after his headphones. After putting it and a chew necklace on he did a thumbs up. Remy took off their sunglasses and leaned down so they were face to face.

Their face was so close he could feel their breathe against his lips. They put the sunglasses onto him and sent him a soft smile.

“There’s like lots of bright lights too” They explained.

Remus’ heart fluttered. He didn’t understand why “T-thanks”

They moved their arm around his shoulders as they went into the bar. It was past 12 am so some of the daytime furniture had been moved to make place for a dancefloor. There was indeed lots of neon lights flickering all around the bar and fast pop music was blasting through the speakers.

It was hard to see any details of anyone around him so Remus quickly forgot about the bruise. In this lighting it just looked like a weird choker anyway.

A guy with a see through shirt bumped into Remus. He had top surgery scars. For a moment they looked at each other in the most knowing way. The stranger looked away and continued talking with whoever he was with.

Remus whole body seemed to vibrate. There were so many butterflies in his stomach it felt like he was going to puke, in a good way.

Remy sat him down on one of the tall barstools and slumped down right next to him “So whatcha gonna drink?”

“The squashed down organs of my enemies!!!” He shrugged “Soda?”

They burst out into laughter “What? You catholic or something? Not allowed to drink alcohol?”

He slumped in on himself and started fiddling with his necklace “I-I dunno-”

“No. No babe I was just like joking. Like a stupid bitch. It’s okay” They waved at the waiter “Your most alcoholic fruit mix and your finest coca cola please!”

Remus leaned in to whisper “With salt”

“With salt? Please!”

He kept vibrating like an overexcited weasel. After getting their drinks he kept tapping the glass to stim some of the happiness out.

“Honestly I’ve never been to a gay bar before. I’m digging it. Just like how I’m digging graves”

They playfully hit his shoulder “Then I’m tots gonna try my best to make this the  ultimate first gay bar experience! I can’t think of any other lil fucked up gremlin buddy I would wanna have by my side!”

"Muhahah!! I am officially assigned ultimate gremlin buddy-”

“Greetings” A voice suddenly came from behind them.

Both of them flinched away. Remy let out a short yell and Remus was close to throwing his drink in the person’s face when he saw it was just Logan.

He had on jeans and a black button up with the top button unbottoned. He had with him iced coffee from starbucks because he had to drive home later.

“LOGIE!!!” Remy threw their arms around his neck to pull him closer “Babe this is the Log-legend. Once he was like sooo drunk so when he like tried to kiss me puked on my shoes instead!”

Logan grimaced “I am still very sorry about that”

“Oh I already know him through Janus” Remus replied. 

“Oh my gawd babe” Remy looked between them all “So like we all know Janny?! Wig! Sad he isn’t here then”

Remus held up his cola “Cheers to J-anus!” The other two held up their glasses in agreement.

“Cheers”

“Cheerio!”

“He is very pretty and charming and cute” Logan dreamily sighed. He stopped himself from continuing to say compliments.

“Yeah” The other two sighed back in unison.

Logan sat down on a chair next to them. Remy looked around the bar before squinting at him “No Patty?”

He instantly started looking like a Very sad seal “Sadly my wife is away on a convention with her magical girl anime fanclub this whole week. I estimated that going to the bar would make me feel less lonely”

“You have a WIFe??? Like a real one???” Remus exclaimed, his eyeballs were close to popping out from surprise.

“Yes. This may be a controversial opinion but when I marry someone I prefer them to be physically real” He replied druly.

He got a smug grin on his lips “Does she peg you?”

“She does far more than just peg me”

“Nice!” His eyes went even wider “IS That a stim toy??!”

He pointed at the tangle Logan kept between his fingers “Correct. If I do not have something to relieve my focus onto I can easily go into senso- OH a chewie?”

Remus nodded while showing of his chew necklace. The two of them started rambling about their favorite stim toy. Until they went off into special interests (star trek/astronomy and art/animal biology respectively).

Soon enough Remus was showing pictures of the animal bones he’d found. Logan ooeh and ahhed at all of them before asking the most nerdy of questions (where he’d found them, their bone density, if any damage had been done to them) which only made Rem infodump which made Lo infodump which made them both happy stim.

Meanwhile Remy sat beside them completely zoned out. They got time to drink 2 more of those fruit mixes and a few shots. The room was starting to spin.

The loud music wasn’t keeping out the yelling. They dunked their forehead against the bar table and covered their ears to try and get it out. The music was supposed to keep it out! Why was nothing working! The bruise ached. Their throat closed in on itself until they couldn’t breathe. 

“Remus” They gasped out. They looked over to their friend with a desperate look in their eyes. They just needed a distraction.

“So my theory for why you keep finding bones in specifically that part of the woods is because of the kind of dirt making it take longer for them to deco-” Logan was explaining while Remus nodded along.

“Rem! L-let’s like go up and dance or something. Please” 

This time it caught Remus’ attention. He looked over to them “Sure- are you feeling alright? Did you drink too much? You’re looking like a mummy”

“Yes. No. I just like- Like- They’re playing Charli xcx of course we gotta like dance!!”

“I will protect your belongings then” Logan added.

Remy stumbled up on shaky legs. Remus sent them a warm smile that made them want to cry before taking their hand. He let them lead him out to the dancefloor. Honestly he was pretty nervous about it, but being with them always made some of the anxiety melt away.

They stumbled on their own feet and fell forward. Their friend took ahold of their wrists and pulled them close to his chest. Their faces were so close to each other. So so close.

He didn’t let go. They couldn't remember him ever letting them hold him this close. Their chests pressed against each other. Their arms around his shoulders. His hands on their back. 

"You’re right. It is a good song. Good to crash a car too" Remus said absentmindedly.

Remy let up into shaky giggles from how sudden he’d said it “Yeah. Yeah I guess” 

They kept giggling. He chuckled back. He started spinning around on the dancefloor. They moved with him. His arms wrapped closer around their waist. Their cheek leaned against the slope of his neck (even though they had to lean down to get on his height level).

Remy quietly sang along to the music which made Remus start yelling along to it. The enby threw their head back from laughter. They took his hand and intertwined their fingers.

Remus moved his hand out and spun them around before pulling them close again. Their cheeks were flushed red, his was as well. He playfully dipped them down when the song ended.

It continued on into a song neither of them knew but they kept dancing anyway. They didn’t stay as pressed close to each other but they always had some contact. Holding hands. An arm around a waist. A head leaning against a chest.

When they finally got back to the bar table they were both panting. Remy was completely leaning on Remus since their body had started to hurt, but even through the pain they were both bubbling over with so much happiness they kept breaking out into bouts of giggling.

To their surprise Logan wasn’t sitting alone. A tall person with long dark hair sat on the chair beside him. Xir hand was on his thigh. The nerd had a soft smile on his face as they leant close to talk.

“Uh Lo?” Remus had to wave his arms around to get his attention.

His head shot around to look at them “Hello” He glanced to the person “These are the ones I was protecting belongings for” He stood up and held out his hand “Shall we?” Xir took it. Logan waved at his friends before going off to the dancefloor with the stranger.

“Huh. Good for him” 

“I guess”

Remy ordered another high alcohol fruit mix. Remus happily chewed on his necklace while humming along to the music. Between their chairs their hands hang with their fingers intertwined. Holding their hand had started to make Remus feel all funny in the head for some reason.

The enby watched on as Logan and the stranger danced for a bit before moving to a corner to make out. When the stranger started to lead him towards the bar’s bathrooms Remy turned to their friend.

“Yeah okay he’s not coming back for like a while. Smoke break?”

“Of course!”

They finished their drink before leaving the bar. The pair stopped right outside. Remus sat down on the side of the pavement. Remy tried to sit down but they stumbled over themself and fell flat on the ground.

Remus got up to help “Are you okay? Are you sure you haven’t drank too much?”

“I’m fine. I’m fine” They laughed out.

He sat them down on the pavement while dusting off their clothes. He patted them on the head while pouting “You should get some water”

“Naaaah babe. I’m good”

In the moonlight the bruise was visible again. That horrible dark purple bruise around their neck. It looked like it hurt.

Remus put his hand on their shoulder “Beanie are you alright? I do know it wasn’t some halloween monster that got you that bruise”

For a moment their whole body tensed, they forced a smile “It’s fine. me and my boyf just tried like some new kinky shit in the bedroom y’know. Nothing more” They lied.

They took out a cigarette pack and a lighter from their bag. They traced their thumb over Remus’ lower lip and opened his mouth just slightly. Remy leaned closer while putting a cigerette between his lips. They lit it.

Remus took a deep breathe. It’d been a while since he’d last smoked. He leaned so close the cigarette nearly touched Remy’s skin. They parced their lips as he breathed out the smoke right into their mouth.

A smile spread on their lips. He held the cigarette over to them but they shook their head. They looked around in their bag again and took out a small poppers bottle.

“Should you really take that. Won’t your brain melt out of your ears?” Remus asked “I really don’t wanna have to slorp up your brain juice...yet”

“Relax babe. It’s like not dangerous as long as I don’t like take too much and I only take when partying” It took a moment before they quietly added “And I only party when I need to get out of the apartement”

“What?”

They forced on a bigger smile “What?”

Remy moved the popper up to their nose and inhaled as much of it as they could. It took a few seconds before they let up into a giggle. It was in a higher tone than their usual bubbly laugh, it almost sounded like cackling. They could see stars.

(U!Virgil mentions from here on out)

“Y’know my boyfriend gave me like a flashback or whatever last night” They giggled while swaying from side to side.

Remus gently grabbed their shoulders and moved them to lean against him so they wouldn’t fall over “Uhu. Did you stab him?”

“No silly. He just. He’d been soooo sweet all weeek and I just I just ruined it ‘cause i like overeacted to some joke he made while like we were washing the dishes” They were barely even aware they were speaking “And like it just kept going until we were like screaming at each other”

Remy was still smiling and giggling between every word but tears started to form in their eyes. Their fingers felt numb. Bile was rising in their throat.

“And he just like threw the plate he was holding down on the ground. And it like didn’t hit me. He wasn’t even aiming at me. He was just throwing it at the ground. But it shattered and it was so stupid and overemotional and stupid and pathetic but I just I just curled up on the floor and like had a panic attack like a stupid baby”

They smeared their hand across their face to try and get the tears away. They felt sick. Remus quickly put out his cigarette, it didn’t feel like the right time to smoke.

“And I just like- Is that normal? Is that fine? Like throwing stutff like that? I-I- he’s never done it before. Or I mean like not plates” They looked up at Remus “Is it fine?”

He gulped while fiddling with his hoodie sleeve “Well uh did he apologize?”

“Mhmm. He like- like for some minutes he like kept yelling ‘cause he thought I was just like faking a panic attack to like I dunno manipulate him but then he like comforted me and like calmed me down and like held me and cuddled all night until I fell asleep and- and he said sorry a bunch of times and like he said it would never happen again. He uh usually doesn’t lie”

“Well ehm then it should be fine right? Right?” They both shrugged at each other “I mean everyone can make mistakes! And it was during an argument! Everyone does drastic things during an arguments! So it’s fine. I think”

A shaking breathe of relief left Remy’s lips. They stretched themself over his lap and he moved his arms around them. “Thanks babe. I was like tots worried for a bit but y’know i was thinking like that too. So it’s fine”

“Yeah” He combed his fingers through their hair “You do know you can vent to me whenever right? I promise I won’t gross you out with details about how to pull out rabbit teeth ever again so if I can hold that back then I can also listen to stuff! I can super listen!!”

They closed their eyes. They felt so tired. So tired and sick and horrible. “Mhm. I know babe. I know”

Remy sent him a soft smile before suddenly puking. Some of it came on his pants but mostly on the ground. Remus stood up and carefully moved them down to a sitting position.

He rubbed up and down their back with one hand and held their hair back with his other. Their shoulders were shaking and they were taking in shallow breathes between every sudden throw up.

“It’s okay beanie-boo. Breathe. Breathe. You got all the time in the world. Until the sun blows up at least”

“I-I took- too much- too much” They slurred out before lurching forward again. It seemed to stop for now.

“I’m aware” He carefully wiped away some of the puke left around their mouth with his hoodie sleeve.

They leaned back against his chest. They closed their eyes and focused on breathing. He held them so so gently. As if they would break like glass otherwise. He pressed a kiss to the top of their head.

“There you are!” Logan said as came through the bar entrance “What a relief. I assumed you had left without me because you thought my actions were unacceptable” He noticed how pale and shaky Remy looked and got a worried look on his face “Is everything alright?”

“They feel like someone has slammed a fish into their stomach. Not good” Remus replied.

“I see. I suppose it woud be best to get them home”

Logan picked Remy up with ease to carry them to his car. He was quite sure he’d carried dogs that weighted more than them. Remus anxiously followed along.

He sat them in the passenger seat. He shook their shoulders until they opened their eyes. They let out a quiet whine.

He held up 4 fingers “Remy how many fingers am I holding up?”

“Fuck yourself”

“Noted”

They moved to the side and seemed to pass out again. Logan closed the door before turning to Remus.

“Did they take anything?” He whispered.

“Only a popper”

“Good. Do you need a ri-”

“Bus”

“Okay” Logan was about to go but stopped midstep and lowered his voice even more “Oh and Rem...Could you please not ask Janus to hang out next weekend? I am planning a surprise...I hope it will make him happy”

“Good luck comrade....Please text me once Remy is home safe. Please?”

“Of course”

He did a little nod before leaving. Logan got into the car. He couldn’t stop looking at the bruise around their neck. Remy continued to sleep for most of the ride until they they were 5 minutes or so away from their apartment. They suddenly flinched awake.

“Stop the car!” They gasped out. 

“Are you still feeling the same?”

“Logan stop the fucking car!” There was fear in their eyes. 

Logan stopped by the side of the road. The road was barren and dark. It had to be past 3 am at least. Remy crawled back into the backseats while their whole body shook.

“Don’t. Look. At. Me”

“Sure” He stared down into the steering wheel to not accidentally see their reflection in the glass.

“I just. I just have to change clothes. I just. I don’t want Virigl to call me a whore again. I mean. He won’t. But what if. What if he gets mad. I just. I just have to change” They slurred out.

They stumbled out of the car after changing into a pair of long pants and closing their leather jacket. A cold chill went up Logan’s spine. He quickly stepped out of the car as well.

“Okay bye bye Logie!!”

They tried to move but Logan grabbed onto their shoulders. He forced back a choking feeling in his throat “What do you mean by your boyfriend getting mad?”

“Pff! It’s nothing! I’m drunk!! Byyyeeeeee”

They started to stumble away but Logan easily followed along “It did not sound like he called you a whor-...you know what...with your consent. I am simply going to remind you that calling a partner things like that is not okay. Not in any circumstance”

Remy’s expression turned cold. They walked faster “I don’t like what you’re implying”

“I’m not implying anything”

“Yes you Fucking are!”

“Exscuse me for being worried about your wellbeing. What you just said sounded like a very bad sign”

“Yeah exactly it only SOUnded bad! My boyfriend isn’t bad!” Remy snarled out.

“I am not saying he is. He doesn’t have to be bad to say awful things, as long as he changes”

They shoved their hands into their pockets. Their hands moved into fists “You don’t know a fucking thing about me. You tried to kiss me once when you were drunk and that’s all. We don’t know each other”

Logan took a deep breathe “I don’t need to know you to see red flags. Remy-” He searched for words “Remy you’re bruised. How- you can’t expect me to not get worried”

Remy suddenly stopped and turned around to meet his eyes. “MY BOYFRIEND ISN’T ABUSIVE! I-”

“I’m not necessarily saying he is. I just wan’t to talk-” His voice started to sound desperate.

They looked like a cornered animal. Tears were brimming at the edges of their eyes “YOU DON’T KNOW A THING!”

“Remy-”

“I DID THIS TO MYSELF!” Their hand went up to the bruise “I DESERVED IT! VIRGIL DIDN’T DO A FUCKING THING! I DID! I TOOK A BELT AND HURT MYSELF! OKAY?! VIRGIL CARES ABOUT ME!”

He tried to sound soothing “Remy please take a deep breathe-”

“NO! NO! YOU KNOW WHAT LOGAN?! THERE IS STILL CUM ON YOUR FUCKING LIPS FROM YOU SUCKING OFF SOME STRANGER IN A DIRTY BATHROOM! SO NO! I AM NOT TAKING LOVE ADVICE FROM SOMEONE WHO IS CHEATING ON HIS GODDAMN WIFE!”

They stormed away. For a moment Logan was frozen in place before he forced himself to run after them to try and make sure they would be okay.

“I am not-”

Remy looked at him for one last time. The look in their eyes made him feel cold. It was pure hatred.

“Logan get the fuck away from me! I am drunk and high and alone on a street with no one but you who is sure as hell fucking stronger than me and all you’re doing is spouting bullshit! So please get why I want you to leave. And why I don’t ever want you to talk to me again!”

He stopped dead in his tracks “...Right....Yes....I am so sorry”

Remy didn’t even respond. They simply turned and walked away. Logan stayed and watched to make sure they got home to the apartment safe before going back to his car.

He slumped down in the seat. His heart was racing and his thoughts were for once an illogical flurry. He sat motionless for several minutes before finally getting some semblence of an idea.

He took out his phone and dialed one of his usual numbers. It took several signals before Emile Picani picked up.

“Mhm? Logie bear? I can’t today I have clients in the morning” He yawned out.

“This is about one of your patients. I am fearing that they are in danger”

In an instant all of the sleepyness in Emile’s voice disappeared “In danger? Physical? Is it urgent? Do I need to call someone? Which patient are you even referring to?”

Logan hesitated. If Remy had reacted that strongly to him just attempting to ask about his boyfriend it was very likely that they would stop going to therapy if Emile brought it up. His throat tightened, he didn’t want to put them in any more danger.

“I....Nevermind Emile....This was just a far too gone joke...Someone dared me to call you. I am sorry. Have a good night”

He ended the call. He leaned his forehead against the steering wheel and let out a long sigh. His hands held onto the wheel so hard his knuckles whitened.

Logan had no idea what to do. No idea at all. All he knew was fear. Fear for Remy’s safety. Fear for their well being. Fear that anything he did would only make their situation worse.

[fly-like-a-phoenix]

House of Lust (part 9)

Abbé de Coulmier x reader

Summary: Five years has passed since the events of Quills. The Abbé de Coulmier is released of prision by a misterious event. And he will know again those feelings he never thought will meet again: love... and lust.

Warnings: smut, masturbation.

François walked through the empty hallways, the enormous windows covered with those thick curtains that bothered him in a way he didn't understand. He moved one of them, seeing how the moonlight covered the field.

He walked in silence, his shoes not making a single noise. He bit his bottom lip, and stopped behind a door, hearing both male and female moans from the inside. There was not only a couple, tho. Must be two woman and one guy, at least.

He could her moans and other noises from other rooms too. Every grand door was closed, and he couldn't open them even if he wanted to. Same with the windows, key locked even if there were bars on them.

Besides the dining room where he already were before, he saw the large kitchen and other resting rooms. There was a library, and he saw some of the Marquis' books in there.

He continued his way to the dungeons in the basement. There was nothing in there as he was expecting. Just another giant house occupied by mad people.

He arrived to the entrance, briefly remembering it. He fainted because of the beat that guard gave him, but some flashes came to his mind. It was dark, so he went downstairs with care, until he saw a light in the end of the rock hallway.

It was a torch, and there were many lighting the place. But no one was there, so I felt strange. With some lack of trust of his mind, he took one from the holder, and walked to the cell he occupied. Obviously it was empty. But he wasn't alone. He heard a noise behind him, and he turned around quickly.

"You're out after midnight." A voice said. "Lucky you I'm not Odelle. She would punish you, that's for sure."

Josephine approached to him, so François saw her face with the light of the torch. She was another beauty, as her sisters. But nothing compared to you. You were special.

"How did you know that I was here?" He asked, his tone stronger than other times, not so afraid as it was with Odelle.

"I followed you, silly!" She said, sarcastically smiling. "Or did you really think we always leave these torches burning?"

Somehow, it was a nonsense. She didn't know that he was going out of your bedroom to explore the mansion. In fact, he adventured to do it at the moment he left you in the bed.

"You followed me? How---?

"I saw you leaving my sister's room, and I guess I knew you were going to explore the place, including the dungeons, so I waited for you in here."

François looked at her in silence, calming his breath. He wasn't afraid of her at all. He was just curious. Was she really different to Odelle as you said? Or she was the same?

She talked to him before. She wasn't so rude, that was right. But still, she wanted the same that her sister: she wanted to corrupt him. She looked for him. She took him out of prison to do it.

"Right... Listen, I will go back to Y/N's room. Let's just... Let's just leave this here, please."

"Oh, my dear Abbé. Are you afraid of me telling something to Odelle? I'm not gonna do it, trust me."

He chuckled. He will have to do it.

"Alright, I'll do it. I'll trust in you. What do you want?"

"Why would I want something?" She said, and kept smiling.

"I don't think that you would find me exploring your house and let me go just like that..."

"Yeah, well. You're right. It's not going to be a free pass. You will have to come with me, and I will say nothing to Odelle. Deal?"

He pictured you in his mind for a second. Maybe if he didn't go with Josephine, she would say to Odelle that he was trying to escape, and that you let him, helping him.

You were the only thing that tied him to the place since he arrived. And he didn't want you to be blamed for nothing. Actually, you could even be in danger.

"Deal." He said, finally, nodding and following Josephine to the entrance of the basement and to her room.

He turned off the torch and left it aside while Josephine closed the door. The room wasn't as large as Odelle's one. It was the same as yours, but there was not a chimney, or the divan, or the table and chairs. Only the bed and some auxiliar night tables.

"Sit in there." She said, almost whispering.

He did what she said, curious again about her next movement, just the same that happened with Odelle the day before.

She kneeled down in front of him, her hands on his thighs, opening his legs. She approached the more she could because of his cassock, smiling.

His breathing became heavier. His heartbeat accelerated. And she was closer, more and more, to his crotch. Until she stand and started to kiss him, very gentle.

He didn't close his eyes at first, not trusting her. But then, you came to his mind again, and Josephine's lips became yours to him, which let his mind fly away.

He let his hands on her waist, squeezing as gentle as her hands caressed his face. The kiss deepened more and more, and he felt himself getting harder.

"Lay down." She said, moving away while he went to rest his head in her pillow. She crawled to him, kissing him again while her hands started to unbotton his shirt and cassock.

She was actually sweet as you said. He remembered how Odelle scratched his chest with her nails. But Josephine was different.

She touched his neck at first, then his collarbone, and finally his chest, the tips of her fingers barely skimming his pale, soft skin, lining his light muscles.

He enjoyed every touch, moving his hips up to meet her body, his eyes closed, thinking only in you. He moaned against her mouth when he felt how suddenly she pinched his nipples. He used to touch them when he masturbated. But feeling other fingers on them was amazing. And he loved it.

"Don't move." She said, sitting in the bed and taking her dress off. He looked at her and her perfect body, and then he looked down, his cassock raised up because of his erection.

"My sister will give you pleasure. But I will receive it. I want to know how good you are, and how you can progress, so you can also give pleasure to Y/N. Got it? Now, teach me if you know what to do with that pretty mouth of yours."

He couldn't say anything, because Josephine laid on him, kissing him again. He was thinking, tho. Give pleasure to you? But you already said no to them before. Were they going to try to make you part of it again?

Josephine held herself in her forearms, moving until her big breasts where at the height of his face. He saw them in awe, rememering Madeline's and how much he wanted to kiss them and feel them with his hands and mouth...

"Don't think it so much, Abbé." She said, as if she was reading his mind. And he didn't. He took one in his mouth, feeling her nipple with his tongue while his hand cupped the other.

Josephine gasped, and then she started to moan. She liked how he made circles with his tongue, his lips sucking, wanting more of her breast inside his mouth.

He changed to the other. And he bit her a little. She missed a breath, liking that rude part of him. And a few moments later, she moved again, sitting on his face.

That surprised him. But then, without thinking about it, he started to tongue her, feeling her clit with his lips, sucking it, gaining her moans again. He knew a lot about biology and medicine. And he knew women liked that part to be stimulated.

He licked her folds in a way he had always dream to do with a woman, but he never could. The skin was different. The smell, the savour, the wetness of her dripping down all over his nose, intoxicating his mouth.

She came a few moments after with a noisy moan, his hands squeezing her buttocks while she trembled against him. Josephine recovered her breath, and laid down next to him, looking at his erect member pressing against his cassock.

"I'm sorry, but I can't help you with it." She said, again seemed to be reading his mind. "It's not that I don't wanna to. I'm dying for do it. But you'll have to find release alone. Now go back to your room. Remember my promise, my attractive priest."

She stood in there, naked, watching him leave her bed. He was about to open the door, but she called him again.

"Abbé." She said, making him turn. "You are very good with your tongue if this is your first time doing it. Congrats."

She winked her eye, and smiled again. He left the room without saying or gesticulating anything, and opened your door with care. He glanced at you sleeping so well at your bed, shame in his face.

He couldn't believe he thought of you while doing those things to your sister. But he couldn't see her face. He only saw yours, as he was doing now.

He laid down in the divan, looking at you. And thinking it was bad to do it, he let his hand enter his cassock, and started to masturbate while touching his still naked chest as Josephine did before, twisting his nipples to feel more pleasure.

His hand went up and down, quicker at every moment that past. His thumb caressed the head of his member, and his own fingers weren't enough to sorround it completely.

He was very big, as many maids from Charenton used to think, imagining what he hid under the holy cassock. They were right. Their lustful desires where truth. He committed to God having such a delightful cock.

He didn't stop until he came, his hand covered in his viscous substance, a strong moan dying in his throat. He covered his mouth with the other hand, fearing you've heard him.

But you only turned around under the sheets, completely lost in the dreams world. He cleaned his hand with a piece of cloth that was near, and turned to face the backup of the divan, immediately falling sleep, feeling guilty because of the lust he felt, specifically for you.

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[bradtomlovesya]

𝕀 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦!

imagine of a request my friends did. Don’t forget, request are always open. 

Warnings:  

Explicit sex/Smut

Strong vocabulary

I grab my bag in my shoulder and then start walking to the library. I am really annoyed with this stupid guy called Bradley William Simpson, we are in the same class and our teacher of art had the magnificent idea -sarcasm turned on- of put us together on a project which is about investigate the life and the paintings of modern artists. It’s such a bloody project and i don’t want to do it but i have to since my grads in this class are very bad. It’s not my fault, i’m just not an art person.

I walk through the doors and i see him on the farest table of the entire place “here i go” i say to myself and I walk at a steady pace until being in front of him. He raise his head from his phone and look at me with a lost look.

“Hey” He said with a little sideways smile and i can see all of those beautiful curls subtly covering his forehead. 

Shut up, y/n, his curls are just like another curls 

“Hey” i said without smiling. 

“Why are you so serious?” he asks with a raised eyebrow. 

“I don’t know, maybe because you didn’t talk to me until now and we have to deliver this project tomorrow” i cross my arms. 

“Don’t worry, sweet cheecks, we still having all day. Just relax” he lean his back on the chair. 

“O my fucking god, i could punch your face right now. You know that?” I take sit in the chair in front of him.

“Do it, then” He rolls his eyes and open the book in front if him.

I didn’t say anything more, we have to do the project fast and i don’t want to waste more words on him. 

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“Guys, the library is going to close so please pick up your stuffs fast” the lirabrary says and then look at us and to another girl who stills here.

“Damn it” Brad say while put his stuff on his bag. “Can we go to your bedroom?”

“Why?” i frown at him.

“Because we didn’t finish the project, duh” He rolls his eyes.

“I know but, why in my bedroom? why not in yours?” I put all of my stuffs in my bag.

“Because my roomie it’s there” he says neutral.

My roomie isn’t in my room because today is her father’s birthday and she told me that she would miss class tomorrow, so i have the dormitory all for me.

“well, my roomie it’ts not going to back until tomorrow so i guess we can still working there” i star to walk to my room and he follows me without saying anything. we were in completely silence until we sit in my bed and continue with the project.

----------------------------------------------------

“Bradley con you lend me the scissors please?” i said looking at the book. he didn’t lend me the scissors so i look at him an he was slept with his head on my pillow, i take a cushion and throw it to his face. 

“Are you fucking crazy?” he says angrily as he gets up from my bed.

“You, asshole. We have to end this project” i start to get mad.

“i don’t care, you didn’t have to throw the cushion on my face, bitch!” he raises his voice.

“How did you call me?” i frown my eyebrows.

“What you heard, i call you bitch because that’s what you are” he says roughly.

“I fucking hate you!” i walk to him and raise my hand to slap him but he stops me grabbing my wrist.

“Do you think you could slap me?” he looks at my eyes with his eyebrows frown.

“That was de idea” i look into his eyes at the same way and he pulls me closer to him. Until i could say anything more he kiss my lips with his eyes close and i couldn’t resist, i kiss him too.

we are kissing each other until we can’t breathe and we have to break the kiss.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” i look at him in shook for that kiss.

“you look so sexy when you get mad” he says deeply. 

“that’s not an explanation” i cross my arms. 

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it” he laughs. i did’t say anything, he gots a point. “Are you going to ask for an explanation or are you going to let me do it again?” he walks to me and put his hand on my waist with a smile.

“Do it” i whisper. 

“What did you said?” he raised and eyebrow and look into my eyes.

I know he listened but he wants me to repeat it.

“I said do it or then...” he cut my words putting his lips on mine again but this thime with more passion and desire.

I put my arms around his neck and make the kiss more deeper, he use his hand to throw away all the things that are on the bed and and put me on the bed while kissing my neck and caressing all my body. I help him to take off his t-shirt and kiss his chest while trying to remove his belt.

“You are so desperate for me to fuck you, don’t you?” he smiles looking at me.

“shut up” i kiss his lips and unbottoned his trousers leaving him in anything more than boxers. He take off my shirt and my throusers to leaving me in underwear.

“You’re a naughty girl” he bites my neck and put his hand under my thong starting to rubbing my clit with his finger.

“Mmm, Brad” i moan in his ear.

“Yes?” he started to rubbing it harder.

“Do you have a condom?” i look at him trying to stop moaning.

“Yes, baby, i have a condom” he puts his finger in me making me to scream a little loud. “Shh, we don’t want to awake the neighboors” He laugh a little.

“Then stop doing that” i whisper breathless. 

“What? This?” He pulls two fingers inside and outside fastly making me moan. 

“I-Im Gon-na cum” i stutter.

“Just do it, do it for me” he whispers in my ear doing his work faster.

I can’t hold it more and i end up in his fingers making my vision becoming white. 

“Mmm you taste so good” he sucked his fingers and then kiss me letting me taste myself too.

“In need you in me now” i beg and i take off my thong and my bra.

“Give me a second, babe” he took a condom from his bag, put down his boxers in and put the material in his cock before pumping sometimes. He puts himself on top of me and then entered in me slowly.

“Bloody hell” i said moaning. “it’s really big” i dig my nails in his back.

“Don’t you like it?” he starts moving in and off me a little faster. 

“I love it!” i kiss his lips and i raised my pelvis to give him more accses to me.

He starts moving faster and faster on me, and being deeper everytime hitting my g-spot perfectly. he got one of his hands in my breasts massaging them and the other hand was raising my leg on his shoulder to be more deeper.

“Are you ready?” he say breathlees and look at me. I nod fastly, i couldn’t say anything because of pleasure and seconds later we reached our highs, he collapsed next to me and we try to recover our breaths. “So, you said you hated me” he look at me.

“I don’t hate you, i wast jus mad at you” i look at him. “So, what happens now? we finish the project and then you don’t talk to me anymore?” i put on my undearwear.

“Yes, we finish the project, but” He grabs my hand. “We will go out after class, on a date” he smiles.

[hwauas]

🕊️(+🔞): 7 minutes in heaven

park seonghwa, jeong yunho, song mingi | 박성화, 정윤호, 송민기 - 2,623 words

please, before reading this;

this piece has a smut part WHICH IS ONLY A PART. i'm gonna put in red the word you can read up to before it switches to a smut. and after this word, you can read at your own risk.

Yunho and Mingi were best friend. everybody knew it.

but nobody else than Mingi knew how Yunho felt about Seonghwa.

who is Seonghwa? Seonghwa is the oldest among their little band. this band composed of 8 different personalities. but that was their strength.

Seonghwa had everything Yunho could ask for. he was obsessed by Seonghwa. he was thinking about him, he was talking about him, he was sometimes staring at him with pure love in his eyes. and the older, of course, noticed it after few weeks. he noticed how Yunho's gaze on him changed. he noticed how Yunho's tone changed when he was talking to him. and he noticed how clingy he became — he was clingy already, but he became way more clingy.

Seonghwa never did anything. he never did something that could warn Yunho about feelings for him, or something that could warn Yunho about his disinterest in him. he was lost, he didn't know what to think, nor what to do.

today again, they had to spend the rest of the day, and the night, all together. but Yunho asked Mingi to meet him at a park before to talk about the upcoming event.

“hey, wassup?” asked Mingi as he waved at Yunho and sat besides him on the bank.

“hi Mingi. i wanted to talk to you about something.”

“oh no. again about Seonghwa.” Mingi sighed — even though it was teasing only. “if i knew, i would have taken a pillow or something to sleep while you talk again about how much you love Seonghwa.”

Yunho slightly punched Mingi in the arm, whining. “hey, that's mean...” he laughed alongside Mingi before exposing everything. “listen.. it's just that i don't know what to think about the whole situation and i'm afraid about what may happen tonight.”

“dude, relax, what could go wrong?” Mingi looked at Yunho with concern.

“are you kidding me? San and Wooyoung are the ones who organised the whole party thing of tonight. it won't be a surprise if, out of nowhere after drinking alcohol, they scream something like LET'S PLAY 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! or LET'S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE! and then, it will be a problem.”

Mingi smiled as he saw how worried his best friend was. “it's not as if he will put you pregnant if we play 7 minutes in heaven and you both are chosen by the bottle.”

“ah-ah-ah, funny. i'm cry laughing.”

“i'm happy i can help.” Mingi said as he patted his best friend's back.

they stayed quiet a few minutes. Yunho was still lost. a ton of different scenarios were going on inside his head. but none actually good enough to make him a little bit more confident.

“fuck...” he breathed out as he held his head tightly between his hands.

“Yun, relax. i'm pretty sure he noticed few things about your feelings for him. and if he didn't say anything to you, if he doesn't show any unease around you, i'm sure you have all your chances with him.”

with tears in the corner of his eyes, he looked at Mingi desperately. “does he even like boys? i don't even know!”

“hey, Yun. shhh..” he slowly wrapped an arm around him to hug Yunho. he wasn't the most touchy-feely among them, but in front of his best friend's distress, what else could he do? “he does like people for who they are, not what they are. he doesn't really give importance to the genre.” Mingi tried his best to cheer up on his best friend. yet he wasn't that good with words neither.

Yunho finally nodded, and wiped away those years before they fall down his cheeks. “thank you for always listening to me, Mingi.”

when Mingi felt like Yunho was doing better, he let him go of.

“let's have a bubble tea! my treat.”

with that, they both left to go to the nearest bubble tea shop. they spend some quality time together, and Yunho could forget a little about what was bothering him regarding Seonghwa.

when time finally came, they both reached to San's home. it was a huge one, far from the center, with a lot of space to enjoy an afternoon and a night as they were about to do.

Seonghwa was already here, talking with Hongjoong — the second 98 liner. Yunho's eyes was scanning Seonghwa with pure love again. from head to toes. he was well dressed — as always — and was wearing the kind of outfit Yunho liked the most: a shirt, unbottonned enough to see a little bit of his chest.

he was interrupted by Wooyoung who came to great them. he was holding a box he extended to them to put their phones in.

“you know the rule guys: no phone, no risk to do something completely dumb while being drunk.” Wooyoung said.

Yunho and Mingi put their phones in the box, and entered the house. the music was already playing, and the TV screen was on, showing that few video games were planned.

Yunho and Mingi were the last to join. everybody gathered on the sofa in front of the TV when San called for the beginning of their party,. yet, Mingi hold back Yunho for a moment and whispered: “don't think too much, and enjoy the moment with everybody.”. Yunho nodded, and sat on the sofa.

the video games they prepared were ones they play a lot to. yet, it was still something they enjoyed to do.

as always, a lot of laughters, a lot of joy, a lot of happiness: everything to make beautiful memories. they played until the sun almost disappeared.

“guys, let's watch the sunset before the real start of our evening all together.” Wooyoung and San exchanged a conspiratorial smile, and turned off the TV.

with that, they all stood up and took a bottle of beer before going out, in the garden. they sat at different spots, by two or three. Yunho decided to sit next to the pool, and he was alone. he was looking at the sunset, drinking sometimes the beer.

and slowly, Seonghwa approached.

“can i?” Seonghwa asked, and sat almost immediately after Yunho nodded. “you seem a little bit... out if it, absent-minded. is there anything?”

“i just..” Yunho looked up to take a look at Seonghwa's face. he was drinking on his beer, and he couldn't help but stare at him. his plump lips on the neck of the bottle, his jawline perfectly exposed to him, his Adam's apple moving, his hair covering his eyes. he looked ethereal. Yunho looked away pretty quickly, and cleared his throat.

“there's a lot.. in my mind..” Yunho tightened a little his hand around the bottle to try and keep a control on himself. the veins slowly got more visible on the back of his hand.

it was very hard for him to hold back both his feelings and the desire. even though the older didn't do anything, just this shirt and the way he drank was slowly getting him. he slowly felt like he was turned on minutes after minutes.

Seonghwa noticed the hand around the bottle. he leaned over a little to try and look at Yunho's face.

“wanna talk about it?” Seonghwa asked, but Yunho shook his head as a no. it felt a little bit sad the other didn't open up a little more. “i'm not good at giving advices.. but i'm a great listener. just reach me if you ever want to talk about anything.”

before Yunho could answer, Wooyoung called for everybody. the sun was down now, and Yunho didn't really noticed it at first.

“before we get too drunk... 7 minutes in heaven?” he asked as he shook his bottle which was now empty.

“but when we're drunk.. aren't we 100% sincere?” Jongho asked as he sat down on the floor with the other, in circle around the bottle.

“maybe. but i don't want anybody to throw up at me while i'm kissing him.” Wooyoung said, making everybody laugh in the room.

the first duo which was selected by the bottle was Yeosang and Hongjoong. they both went in the dark room, and nobody knows what happened. Yeosang got out of the room with a bright smile, but any hints, and Hongjoong followed as he ran a hand through his hair.

“suspicious.. very suspicious.” San said, before handing the bottle to Hongjoong.

he spinned it. and the neck first pointed at Seonghwa. before spinning it again, Mingi leaned over and whispered into his ear: “let Seonghwa and Yunho have a moment together.”

Hongjoong nodded, and with a smirk, weakly spinned it so the neck was now pointing at Yunho. “7 minutes. not a single second more.” Hongjoong said as he clicked his tongue right after.

“he did it on purpose!” Yunho said, looking at San and Wooyoung. but as if they were in cahoots, they both shrugged.

“we never said it was forbidden.~” Wooyoung said, knowing too well there was something between them.

Yunho stood up as he sighed, and followed Seonghwa into the dark room. as soon as he closed the door, Seonghwa pushed him against the door.

“do you really think i didn't notice?” he said with a deep voice in the other's ear. Yunho was trapped by Seonghwa's body and arms around him.

this got Yunho surprised, earning a gasp from him. “notice.. what..?”

“the way you look at me. both with pure love or.. hungrily, like you did earlier.” Seonghwa started kissing the area behind his ear, and went lower to his neck. “the way you became way more clingy. the way you're talking to me which became so smoother.” Seonghwa straightened up as if he wanted to look into Yunho's eyes — which he couldn't because of the darkness. “i hope you're gonna tell me the truth quickly so we can enjoy the rest of the time properly: do you love me, Yunho?”

Yunho gulped hardly, but finally nodded. “i.. i do.. i fucking do, Seonghwa.”

Seonghwa immediately kissed him; it was passionate, yet showing a little bit his desire.

“6 minutes left!”

Seonghwa pulled away from the kissed and grawled. “dammit.” he kissed once again the other's neck, and mark his territory by a hickey.

Yunho felt extremely weak at this moment. he loosely hold on Seonghwa's hair.

“but wait wait wait..” Yunho said as he felt the pleasure growing inside him, making him breath quickly. “you.. you do love me?”

Seonghwa straightened up as he heard Yunho, scared to do something he didn't want. but when he heard the question, he sighed. “you scared me, idiot. i thought you don't like this..” he pecked Yunho's lips, this time as gently as possible. “i love you too, Yunho.”

Yunho's heart skipped few beats at this confession. and before he could tell anything, Seonghwa was kissing him again while pushing him on a chair. he kneeled in front of him, between is legs.

“we have..” Seonghwa started to say, but got interrupted.

“5 minutes left!”

the older laughed at the good timing. since he could see a little bit into the darkness, he could see Yunho looking down at him and trying to control his breathe. he had a hand in his own hair, and was bitting his lower lip. “what do you want me to do during these 5 minutes? hurry up, tell me!”

Yunho couldn't say anything. it was a moment he never thought he would live. and he never thought he would have the chance to ask Seonghwa for something. he lowered a little more his head, looking at his lower region. anyways, he couldn't go back to them like this..

Seonghwa noticed the head lowering again, and smiled as he understood the problem. “alright.~”

Seonghwa unbottonned the other's pants in aim to help him. once his lower region was unclothed, he immediately hold onto his length to go up and down.

“gotta stay quiet, baby.~”

Yunho only answered with a deep noise. his head slowly fell back, looking at the ceiling, as the pace of Seonghwa's hand got quicker.

“4 minutes left!”

Yunho was throbbing inside Seonghwa's hand. he wanted to close his thighs because of all the pleasure he was experiencing, but his thighs would met Seonghwa's body at a moment. the older noticed it, just as he noticed this had to go quicker: he didn't want the other to barge in the room if they stayed longer than 7 minutes, and to see him like this. he wanted to be the only one to have this sight.

“don't hold it back, baby. come for me.” Seonghwa said, waiting impatiently for the other's orgasm.

“holy fu..! Hwa..~” Yunho was trying as much as possible to hold back his moans, even though this was frustrating him.

to try and get him release, Seonghwa kitty licked the tip of the other's length. the feeling got Yunho throbbing harder.

he ran a hand through Seonghwa's hair and hold on them. he arched his back a little.

“3 minutes left!”

as Seonghwa kept going, Yunho finally came into the older's hand. Seonghwa slowly stopped his hand, and let go of Yunho's throbbing member.

Yunho slowly let go of Seonghwa's hair, and got a grip on himself. he leaned over to kiss Seonghwa's forehead.

“thank you so much, Hwa..”

he looked around the room to try and find tissues. he grabbed the box, and helped Seonghwa getting rid of the white liquid on his hand. he cleaned himself up, and get dressed again.

“was it because if these kisses in the neck?” Seonghwa asked as he took Yunho's place on the chair once he got up to throw away the tissues.

“yeah.. it's an erogenous spot.. and also because it's you!”

“what do you mean, Yun?”

Yunho approached Seonghwa again, a little bit lost in the dark room.

“2 minutes left!”

Seonghwa grabbed Yunho by his waist and pulled him to make him sit in his lap. this is when he felt that Seonghwa was also turned on: a little bulge was pecking his buttocks.

“you have 2 minutes left to tell me the truth.~”

Yunho sighed as he noticed he was obliged to tell him everything: “because besides the fact i love you and desire you since a lot.. you're so damn hot in shirts.”

Seonghwa giggled at this confession as he hid himself behind his back. “i'll keep that in mind.” Seonghwa said with a smirk, and slightly spanked Yunho. “be a good boy, and kiss me till our 7 minutes are over.”

Yunho turned over on the other's lap, and first only pecked Seonghwa's lips. he pulled away right after.

“but.. what about you..?” he asked as he lowered his head to look at Seonghwa's lower region.

“who said the night was over? i just talked about our 7 minutes, baby.~” he said with a deeper voice, and immediately kissed Yunho passionately.

“1 minute left! start cleaning the cum, guys!”

as they were kissing, they heard laughters in the living room because of the comment. they stopped kissing only when thirty seconds left were announced, and stood up.

“you're sure about that, Hwa..?” Yunho asked worryingly as they were about to go out.

“i'd suggest you.. 7 minutes more in heaven.~”

when they got out, Seonghwa immediately went to the bathroom. Yunho immediately understood, and went back in the living room. of course, the hickey was visible, and the smiles they all did showed that everyone understood what happened.

“we'll be back.. in 7 minutes.~” Yunho winked to them, and almost ran to spend again minutes in heaven, with his angel.

Mingi and Hongjoong gave each other a high five, happy about what they've done.

[preferredrealty]

Pulse - A Mob!Shawn Mendes Imagine

SOOO This is like a prequel to a Mob!Shawn series I'm working on.

PULSE - Mob!Shawn Imagine.

SOOO This is like a prequel to a Mob!Shawn series I’m working on.

Bullets whizzed through the air as the bass from the stereo shook the blood splattered walls of the mansion that over looked the city of Hollywood.

Shawn stood with a smirk on his face as he looked down at the man on his knees in front of him, cowering with blood dripping down the side of his head, where Shawn had hit him with the butt of his gun. A tut escaped Shawn’s lips as he noticed blood splattered on his crisp white button shirt. "This was new." He grunted, crouching to press the gun to the mans cheek. "Now, I know your pathetic excuse of a team hasn't got the brains to organize the attack on my men Maxwell but if there is one thing I know you are good at, it's hiring someone to do your dirty work...So!" He chucked pulling the slide of his Glock back loading a bullet into the chamber.

"Tell me who you hired." Maxwell sobbed as the cool metal pressed into his cheek once again, Shawn’s finger resting on the trigger. "Sh-She's a- She works in a club! On the boardwalk! P-Pulse it's called..ask for Daisy!" Maxwell cried. Shawn smirked bringing his other hand up to pat Maxwells other cheek harshly. "Good man Maxwell!" Removing his hand he pulling the trigger, Maxwells body falling with a thud.

Walking out the front door of the mansion Shawn un-buttoned his shirt, opening the trunk of his black Tesla Model S, reaching for the folded white shirt identical to the one he had just removed. Connor and Brian walked out of the house with grins on their faces, the tell-tale smell of gasoline mixing in the air of the tossed two Jerry Cans aside.

Lighting a cigar Shawn took a puff before turning to the two men smirking around the cigar stuck between his teeth. "Clean yourselves up boys, we're going out tonight." Brian and Connor whooped as they climbed into the car, Shawn took one more look at the house before flicking his ashes on the trail of gasoline, climbing into his car as the house went up in flames.

X

A neon purple sign hung over a crappy looking store making Shawn frown, sticking one hand into the pocket of his black slacks as he scratched his chin with the other, the designer shirt pulled taunt over the muscles of his back making his undo the top few buttons exposing his chest.

Brian and Connor snickers at him, glancing back at the beach where some women were lounging in the last bit of sunshine. "I think Maxwell screwed you over man." Connors head turned to watch two women in skin tight dressed and too much makeup entre the store. "That don’t look like a outfit to go shopping in." Brian whistled. "Come on." Shawn snapped walking into the store.

Bongs, Bum Bags, Flags, Wall Art, you name in you could probably find it in this store. Looking around Shawn couldn't see the two girls making his head turn to the guy at the register of the store. Walking up to him Shawn leaned on the counter looking into his eyes which were heavily blood shot. 'Stoned out of his head.'

"So...not quite the club i was expecting." Shawn raised an eyebrow at the guy who just smiled leaning forwards resting his elbows on the register, placing his chin on the palms of his hands. "I have no idea what you're talking about man." He grinned, eyes lazily dragging towards a neon dollar sign hanging on the wall.

A puff of air escaped Shawn’s lips as he dug into his slacks pulling a clip of money from them, sliding $100 over the register. "Nice" The guy grinned nodding his head over to a tie-dye wall hanging. Brian glared at him before moving to pull the hanging back revealing a black door with PULSE painted on it in purple. Standing straight Shawn made his way over, pulling the door open revealing a stairwell, painted completely black with purple neon arrows on the walls pointing down, a dull thump of bass catching his ears. Nodding at Brian and Connor he started to walk down the stairs.

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Coming to a sliding metal door at the bottom Shawn grabbed the handle pulling it effortlessly, music and fog like smoke flooding out to greet him. For a second he was shocked that this was hiding just feet from the beach. A giant warehouse like basement was filled with people jumping and dancing to the beat of the music, smoke filled the air making the strobe lights more visible. A DJ was on a platform at the far end of the warehouse, a huge bar lines one side, the other was various booths which was clearly VIP.

"Okay!" He yelled over the music catching Brian and Connors attention. "Brian, you take the DJ booth try and find 'Daisy'. Connor talk your way into VIP! Do the same." The two nodded going their separate ways as Shawn shook himself making his way towards the bar.

Leaning against the bar he caught the bar mans attention ordering a bourbon as his eyes scanned the people around him. As he handed the bar man the money he caught a conversation behind him. "Damn it Daisy! You're a fucking mess." He turned to find a blonde headed girl struggling to carry a red head who was clearly on the cusp of passing out. Sinking his drink he smirked before plastering a false concerned face and large puppy eyes.

Reaching to tap the blonde on the shoulder he lowered his head to her ear. "Can I offer you a hand? You seem like you could use it." A grateful smile made its way to her face as Shawn wrapped his arm around the red head who he now knew as 'Daisy'. Following the blonde through two black double doors it lead to a storage area. Setting Daisy on a box the blonde smiled at Shawn. "Thank you!" She cheered the music now muffled. Her smile dropped as Shawn pushed his sleeves up smirking. "No problem." He chirped before slamming the girls head into a near by shelf knocking her out.

"Now." He hummed looking around finding a gallon of water, he lifted it effortlessly undoing the top before tipping it over Daisy’s head. A gasp came from her as she shot up looking around confused before her eyes met his. "Oh my-" She was cut off by Shawn grabbing her hair roughly. "Daisy, we need a chat."

X

A figure sighed happily sinking back into a leather chair watching monitors of the club below, people behind her working busily counting money and sorting it into piles. Watching the monitor as two barely covered women made their way down into the club, her eyes watching as Matt, her ever loyal friend adjusting the wall hanging that covered the door to her club before winking at the camera. She shook her head as he took another hit from a bong as the door of the store opened again. She slowly sat forward looking at a mop of  curly hair. Slowly sitting forward the uncrossed her legs, her knee high red bottom heels clicking on the floor. "Holy Shit." She laughed in disbelief standing from her chair, the snug black dress shifting on her body as she pulled open a drawer of her desk revealing a silver Glock, grabbing the gun she walked to the door with a confident grin.

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"I don't know you man!" Daisy spat as blood spilled from her lips. "No but you knew Maxwell and I know you planned an attack on some of my guys for him." Shawn hissed as he crouched before her. "Now, either you tell me who you work for or I'll cut it out of you." He glared and pulled a knife from his slacks. Pressing the knife to her cheek he started to apply pressure when the two black doors flew open and a woman walked in.

Ice ran through Shawn’s veins as he locked eyes with her, feeling like a hand had wrapped around his heart and squeezed a audible gasp left his lips as she stepped forward lifting his chin up with a finger, her freshly done acrylic nails digging into his skin slightly. "(Y/N)" He breathed in shock. His eyes still locked on hers as a smirk built onto her lips. "Long time no see baby." Was the last thing he heard before she brought the butt of her gun down on his head with force knocking him unconscious.

Looking at Daisy with a devious glint in her eyes (Y/N) bit her red painted lip with a grin. "This is going to be so much fun."

SOOO feed back? Please? What y’all think? Interested in the series?

[kats-baku1999]

Boyfriend •|bakugo x female reader|•

This one is based off of the song boyfriend by Ariana Grande.. Requested by my best friend.

WARNINGS: language, obviously it Bakugo we are talking about. Fluffy, and slightly smutty... this is the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written.

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(Y/n) knew very well what she was doing by wearing a skirt this short, and socks this high. She knew that all she needed to do was unbotton the top few buttons of her shirt, but that seemed too obvious to her. So she buttoned her shirt, and made sure her tie was in place. Thank goodness UA didn’t really waste time worrying about a strict dress code, or she would probably be in deep shit with two people today.

When she walked out of her dorm, she made sure to walk slow until she heard two very familiar voices. One belonging to her best friend, Kirishima.. The other belonging to the boy she’s been making out with for two months now, but he wouldn’t make it official no matter how much she pushed.

Bakugo Katsuki.

No one knew what was going on between the two of them, not even Kirishima was aware of the fact that some of the scratches on Bakugo’s back were not from training. After all no one would ever assume that Bakugo of all people would worry about something as silly as having a significant other.

(Y/n) was tired of everything being so damn secretive though, she wanted everyone to know she was his. She wanted to call him her boyfriend. When she brought that up to him though, he ridiculed her and told her if she needed more to find it else where. (Y/n) knew he didn’t mean that, but she just wanted him to see that she could easily find someone else if she really wanted to.

So she adjusted her bag on her shoulder, and made sure that she turned the corner just before she could intersect with the two boys. As she sauntered ahead of them, making sure to sway her hips a little more, she heard something that sounded like a choke come from behind her.

She paused and turned her head over her shoulder to see Kirishima staring at her with his jaw dropped. Bakugo on the other hand was clenching his jaw so hard that he was probably close to breaking his teeth. She noticed his eyes were trained on the exposed skin in between her skirt and socks.

“Hiya boys, how was your night?” (Y/n) spoke innocently, glancing between both Kirishima and Bakugo. Bakugo narrowed his eyes at her, trying his hardest to not tell her to go change.

“It was uh, you know good, video games!” Kirishima stumbled over his words as he snapped his eyes back up to meet (y/n)’s.

“And yours Bakugo?” (Y/n) practically purred, knowing how she left him after he denied becoming her boyfriend, surely the blue balls he had were enough to make him even crankier.

“Fine.” He growled and pushed past her, Kirishima smiled at her one last time and followed after his other friend. (Y/n) watched their retreating backs and grinned triumphantly. This was just the beginning of the payback.

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When (y/n) walked into the classroom she heard a bunch of small gasps. Bakugo was sitting in his normal seat, across the room from Todoroki. Usually (y/n) would sit in the seat in front of Bakugo, but today she decided that the seat in front of Todoroki was better. After all, that’s where most of the boys sat also.

(Y/n) set her bag down on the desk in front of Todoroki and slid into the seat. She glanced over to see Bakugo staring at her with a look that practically screamed “what the fuck?”. She shot him a grin, before turning around.

“Hi Todoroki.” (Y/n) grinned, and he gave her a confused look.

“Hi (y/n), new seat today?” He questioned, before looking up to see the fuming Bakugo who was watching their whole interaction.

“Yeah, hey I was wondering if you thought that Midoriya could help me with training today?” (Y/n) grinned at the half and half boy, “I’ve been working on trying to get better, but I need someone who has enough stamina, and can actually keep up with me.”

(Y/n) made sure to say the last part loud enough that Bakugo could hear her. Judging by Kaminari yelling his name out of fear, he did. She looked over to see him holding Kaminari’s now blown up phone.

“Yeah, he probably will, he should be in any second now.” Todoroki spoke, and just as he said it a disheveled Midoriya came rushing through the door. (Y/n) stood up from her seat, and walked over to where he was sitting down at a desk. She slid on top of it, hearing him let out a small cough to cover up the fact he was face to face with her bare skin.

“Uh, h-hi, (y/n)!” Midoriya snapped his eyes up to meet hers, she smiled at him sweetly. Midoriya was a good guy, and they were definitely friends. So she couldn’t help but feel a bit of guilt doing this to him.

“Hi Midoriya, listen, I need some extra help with training, do you think you could help a girl out?” (Y/n) smiled at the green haired boy, who glanced over to see Bakugo glaring at the pair of them.

“Don’t you usually work with Kaachan?” Midoriya laughed nervously, and just as he did Bakugo stood up from his desk, and practically threw the empty ones in between them across the room. He grabbed (y/n) off of Midoriya’s desk throwing her over his shoulder, but making sure to cover any exposed bits up with his arm. He walked out of the class room and carried her down the hall till he reached an empty classroom.

“Put me down you idiot!” (Y/n) shouted smacking her hands against his back. He set her down on the ground and roughly turned her around so her front was pushed up against the wall.

“Do you think what you’re doing is fucking funny?” Bakugo growled, pushing himself up against her backside, his hand gently rubbing over the skin between her skirt and socks.

“I’m not doing anything.” (Y/n) said with a defiant tone laced into every word. She wasn’t fighting against the position they were in though. Bakugo flipped her around, keeping both of her wrists pinned above her head with one hand. His red eyes searched her face for a second, before he let out a defeated sigh.

“What the fuck are you so mad over?” Bakugo growled, before dipping his head down to start kissing her neck, leaving light butterfly like kisses on it. (Y/n)’s breath hitched a bit at the feeling of his lips pressing against that one spot on her neck. She internally groaned at the fact he now knew where to begin kissing and sucking on.

“You know damn well, if I want something serious I need someone else right?” (Y/n) whispered, Bakugo pulled back and looked at her and let her wrists go.

“(Y/n) I thought you liked what we had going on, you know me, you know that I-”

“Don’t you dare say you don’t want the distraction when you blew up Kaminari’s phone just watching me talk to Todoroki.” (Y/n) snapped, pushing back on Bakugo’s chest but he stood his ground.

“Which one are you trying to get with? Icy Hot or fucking Deku?” The soft tone in Bakugo’s voice was gone, replaced with his normal angry one.

“Hm, I don’t know, Todoroki definitely is handsome, but I wonder what Midoriya would be like?” (Y/n) snapped, “Or even better I could see if Kirishima wanted to take our friendship to the next level, I can see just how hard he can really get.”

With that Bakugo roughly pressed his lips against hers, pulling her legs up around his waist. He walked over to a desk and sat her down on top of it, only breaking the kiss to start sucking on the same spot on her neck. Once (y/n) let out a soft moan, he quickly moved his hand up her thigh and began tracing his fingers lightly against her clothed sex. He growled slightly feeling the lacy material, knowing exactly what pair she was wearing. Bakugo pulled away from her neck, and looked her in the eye as he pulled up her skirt to see the black lace underwear she was wearing.

“What if one of those fucking idiots would have seen these, huh?” Bakugo growled, kneeling down and tugging them down her legs. He pulled her forward on the desk and started kissing and sucking on the inner part of her thighs.

“Not like you give a fucking sh-.” (Y/n) let out a loud moan slapping her hand over her mouth, as roughly put two fingers in her.

“Don’t fucking say I don’t give a shit you idiot, I do, I give a lot of fucking shits and the thought of one of them doing this to you makes me want to blast their asses to pieces.” Bakugo whispered against her neck as he started assaulting the same spot as before. (Y/n) let out a small whimper, wrapping her legs around his waist as he kept pumping his fingers in and out.

“I love you.” (Y/n) groaned, she was reaching that point she wanted to get to last night but he had to go and piss her off. Bakugo stopped all his actions. He pulled back to look at her, but she had her eyes squeezed shut, scared to see his reaction.

“I love you.” Bakugo whispered against her lips before placing a small kiss on them and stepping back from her completely. She opened her eyes to look at him, and he just smirked triumphantly as he shoved her panties into his front pocket.

“Hey fucker give those back!” (Y/n) yelled, jumping off the desk and rushing to grab him.

“No I think I’ll keep them, now all those idiots will know who you belong to.” Bakugo shrugged walking towards the door to open it up. (Y/n) glared at him standing in her spot.

“You know damn well if I bend over they’re going to see, EVERYTHING.” (Y/n) snapped, and Bakugo rolled his eyes before throwing them at her.

“You’re right, the hickey should be more than enough.” Bakugo smirked at her as she slid her underwear back on. She slapped her hand over her neck and walked out of the classroom. Stomping back towards their class. Bakugo was walking close behind her, before picking up his pace to walk in in front of her. He stood in front of the class and waited for her to walk through the door.

“If I see any of you fuckers stare at my girlfriend for too long I won’t hesitate to kill you.” Bakugo announced to everybody, before looking at (y/n) who was standing in the doorway with her mouth open. He walked back to his seat and sat down. Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima all started hounding him with questions.

(Y/n) sat down at her seat as she started getting the same questions from everyone around her.

“So, Bakugo is your boyfriend?” Mina grinned and (y/n) just smiled happily before nodding her head.

“Yeah, he’s my boyfriend.”

[pietromelim]

A Thomas Lightwood Bisexual Story (Part 1)

Art by NairaFeather

Takes place AFTER Chain of Gold,so will have spoilers.

Thomas Lightwood was currently at the Devil Tavern,drinking a ginger beer,and trying to understand his own feelings.

He didn't want to admit that he was struggling to understand what was happening to him. After telling Alastair Carstairs to never talk to him again,he expected to feel lighter,the rumors Alastair spreaded about his father were awful,and it caused pain to his family. It made Gideon angry,it made Sophie cry. And yet,there he was,wondering if he was too hard on Alastair.

Couldn't he simply forget all about it? Maybe that was why he asked for the beer in the first place,but then again,getting drunk would only make him forget for a period of time. He would remember eventually.

Still,it wasn't like he had a better idea anyway. The Devil was quite full this night,werewolves screaming and having fun,vampires drinking blood with some kind of weird extra ingredient,not to mention the faeries and their silly giggles.

It was hard to focus on the drinking with all that noise,Polly herself was quite curious when she saw Thomas enter all by himself. He couldn't blame her,The Merry Thieves were always together,it was hard for one of them to show up alone there.

But Thomas desperately needed to be alone. He loved his friends,but James, Matthew and Christopher wouldn't understand what he was going through now,and that was not a surprise for Thomas.

-Give me another one Polly,please.-Thomas asked,Polly stared at him with a concerned expression.

-You sure about this? Aren't your parents worried about you or something?-She asked.

-They always are,but i don't have time for their blabbering,at least not today.-Said Thomas.

-Got it.-Polly said,giving Thomas another ginger beer.

Thomas gave her a weak smile,and drank from his beer. In times like these,he wished he had the same ease Matthew had in getting drunk. Too bad,it would still take a little more for him to get there.

-Mind if i take a seat beside you?-Asked a female voice,unknown to Thomas,but she had a strong accent.

-Not at all.-Thomas said,turning his head to see who was the woman.

She had black hair,almost the same color of James',her eyes were light brown,and her skin light.

But what really caught Thomas' attention was the Voyance Rune on her hand. She was a Shadowhunter.

Thomas knew he couldn't hide his shock for a moment. A Shadowhunter girl in the Devil Tavern? Surely she was either mad or didn't knew of the reputation of the place.

-A fellow Shadowhunter in a place like this? Surely this was the last thing i thought i'd find here.-She said.

Thomas carefully chose his next words. It was kind of weird,he grew up with three women in his house,his mother and his two sisters. It was easy for him to talk with Lucie,Cordelia,even other girls that usually showed up in the balls. So why did it felt weird talking to this one?

-Pardon me,have we met before?-Asked Thomas.

-We did not. Or maybe we did. I can barely remember faces that i see in balls or other occasions.-She said.

Thomas didn't knew what to say. Surely he wasn't expecting anyone besides Polly to talk to him. He never really understood why some people would simply approach him for a conversation.

If Matthew were there,he could chat with the girl himself,or maybe if James were there,he would come up with a excuse to make them leave.

But they were not there,and Thomas had to be a gentleman,or Sophie would consider herself a terrible mother.

-I do believe we have not met before. My name is Thomas Lightwood.-He said,waiting for her answer.

-I am Giovanna Monteverde,pleased to meet you,Thomas. I am relieved to see i will have some company tonight.-She said.

-Monteverde? I think this is the first time i have met one of your family. Which is a little strange,considering that i have lived in Idris for a good part of my life.-Said Thomas.

-It is the first time i meet a Lightwood myself! Though your family is a lot more popular than mine. I do believe it is because of a certain Benedict Lightwood?-She said,smirking.

Thomas nearly blushed.

-Oh yes,there is quite a story there. Not really something us,Lightwoods,appreciate anyway.-Said Thomas.

-I see. Anyways,i have always been at the Rome Institute. Have you ever visited there?-She asked.

-I have not. But what is an Italian Shadowhunter doing in London?-Asked Thomas.

-I turned eighteen a few weeks ago,and i have decided to visit the London Institute. After all,it was here where the Mandikhor attacks happened,was it not?-She asked.

Thomas blinked,he didn't even liked to remember the Mandikhor. Their deadly poison took Barbara from him,and that wound would never heal.

-I see. So you took interest in London due to that? I assure you it was quite an awful time for us all. Luckily,we have an antidote,so if more Mandikhors show up,they won't be able to harm us that way never again.-Said Thomas.

-Oh i took interest in London for many different reasons. I heard balls in this time of the year are absolutely gorgeous. I'm excited to see all by myself.-She said.

But Thomas could barely understand her. The noise was way too loud. To be expected,after all,they were in the Devil Tavern.

-Would you like to talk in a more silent place?-Asked Thomas.

She nodded,and followed him upstairs.

When they got in the room,the thought of being alone with a girl crossed Thomas' mind,causing a strange sensation.

It was a little hard for Thomas to understand himself sometimes. He knew that people were different from each other. Even in aspects,that technically,they should be all the same.

One example was his very cousin,Anna Lightwood. He knew that dressing like a man wasn't the only thing Anna did. He knew she could seduce any girl she wanted,even though she was a girl herself.

But Thomas didn't quite felt like that. He felt attraction to girls,he knew that. But it wasn't only to them. His time in the Shadowhunter Academy made him realize that.

He felt attraction to boys too. But it seemed way too messy to think about that. He wasn't sure of the reactions something like that would cause.

His family did seem to accept that. His Uncle Gabriel and his Aunt Cecily loved Anna,and they got really mad when people used bad words to describe their daughter. All the others seemed to care for Anna the same way. His parents,his cousins too.

Still,Thomas simply didn't felt ready to reveal anything. Perhaps he was still figuring out who he trully was.

-Quite scandalous,isn't it? What would our society think if they saw a lady and a gentleman that do not have an understanding getting in a room together?-She said,laughing.

-Is that a problem for you? Also,we are only having a conversation. How could something like that be scandalous?-Thomas asked.

-Oh,i don't have a problem i assure you. But my parents would definitely have,if they knew i came to a place like this,they would be quite furious with me.-Giovanna said.

-They are not with you? Well,that's not surprising. I went to Madrid all by myself as well.-Said Thomas.

-You did? Well,seems like we have quite a bit of things in common. We are both 18 years old. Both went to different countries to visit different Institutes. And both don't really care about this whole "understanding" thing.-She said.

After Thomas locked the door,Giovanna suddenly kissed him.

It took him a few seconds to understand what was happening there. She was a stranger,still,they were kissing. Maybe he was not crystal clear in his intentions? He really brought her there just to talk.

They broke the kiss,both in need of air. Her lips tasted like alcohol and something sweet,almost like strawberry.

-Don't take me wrong,i don't really do this with every gentleman i see.-She said.

-I think you may have misunderstood me. I wasn't planning on...-Thomas was saying,but he didn't even knew how to finish that sentence.

-I was though. Unless you have an understanding with some lady in London? If you do,i am more than ready to leave.-Giovanna said.

Thomas just stood there for a moment,thinking about the answer he could give her. He could lie,lie and make her leave him alone there. Seemed like the more reasonable thing to do. He was a gentleman,and he didn't want to ruin her reputation,like a man once did with Eugenia.

Still,was that what he really wanted? If she was visiting London,then certainly they would meet again,probably at the Institute at any moment. But he could have this little secret of his.

-Should i leave,Thomas?-She asked again.

Thomas shook his head.

-No.-He said,and kissed her again.

They fought for dominance,deepening the kiss as they moved towards the small bed in the room. It wasn't a big room really,but then,Thomas never thought he would ever do something like this.

Giovanna unbottoned his shirt,revealing Thomas' tanned muscled body,she ran her hands over his chest and his hard abs,it was quite the sensation.

-Raziel bless the Shadowhunter training.-She said,Thomas almost laughed. It was surely something a lady should never say. But he didn't care,and Giovanna didn't seemed to care either.

-Is this okay for you? I truly do not wish to do something you are not okay with.-Thomas said.

-Do not worry,Thomas. Nobody in London knows me,and i don't really care about what people think of me. And it isn't like you are ruining me or anything. I want this too.-She said.

-Very well then.-Thomas said,taking his shirt off and laying with her on the bed.

"The Next Morning"

Thomas woke up with the sunlight on his eyes. He still was at the Devil's,and the memories of the last night invaded his mind.

Giovanna. They had slept together. It was definitely one of the most amazing nights he ever had. Surely one he would never forget.

He wasn't wearing any clothes,and only the bed sheets covered him.

-Damn.-Thomas said,after realizing that all his clothes were scattered on the floor. It was quite a wild night.

He heard footsteps,though he wasn't really sure if he had completely woke up yet. Perhaps he was still sleeping?

-How strange. I don't really remember locking the door after we left.-Said a voice he knew well.

Matthew. What bloody hell was he doing there so early?

-I'm pretty sure we left the key with Thomas.-Said James.

-We didn't find him anywhere though.-Said Christopher.

"Oh bloody damn hell!" Thomas thought,they were all here? And he wasn't even dressed!

-Thankfully,i always bring my spare key with me.-Said Christopher.

There was no time to do anything. They entered the room and saw Thomas in that situation.

All of them looked absolutely in shock. Matthew looked like he was about to laugh. Christopher was blinking quite fast,and James gasped.

-Tom? What on earth? Why is the room this messy? Are these your clothes on the floor?-James asked.

Thomas looked at the window. Alastair crossed his mind. He was probably awake and living his life as if nothing happened. He probably didn't even care if Thomas wouldn't like to talk to him ever again.

Yet,he was still there,on his mind.

Perhaps there was more than just attraction and sex in the world. Perhaps love was an actual possibility.

But Thomas wasn't sure if he would ever figure that out.

[that-writer-who-never-posts]

Worth it

Tom Hiddleston Smut

Hello! Yeah, I'm posting this again because apparently Tumblr censored it (even tho they said they wouldn't do this to fanfics, yeah).

Thank you for letting me know! @purplerain85

Warnings: dirty talk, chocking (slightly) and sugar daddy kink

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It was a regular day, but Tom wasn't the kind of guy who would spoil his lover only on special ocasions.

He came home with a bag and looked for his wife, who was sitting on the sofa reading and waiting for him to come home from work.

- May I know why you took so long to get home, Mr. Hiddleston? Should be here an hour ago. - She joked still looking at the book.

- So ungrateful, Mrs. Hiddleston. - He replied in that deep voice that would let her know what he was up to without even looking at him. - I've got you something. But now you'll have to earn it, because so far you don't deserve it.

You closed your book and looked at him. He stood in the middle of the living room with an angry expression. She knew he wasn't actually mad at her, but being with an actor made roleplay so interesting.

So she stood up and walked to where he was, playing along.

- I'm sorry. What can I do to be worthy again?

- Go to the bedroom. I'll explain you the rules.

- - -

Tom sat in bed opening the bag and taking a small box out of it.

- You're going to make me feel good, love, aren't you? I'll give you two tasks and if you're a good girl I'm going to give you the box, okay? - He explained.

The girl nodded excitedly.

- I came home so happy to spoil my girl and she received me with such bad manners... - He added looking deeply into her and she could feel her underwear getting soaked just by that look, and with that voice too, she was going crazy.

- I'm sorry... - Y/N almost whispered.

- Don't interrupt me. - Tom said firmly raising his finger as a comand to make her silent. - You're such a bad girl to me. How do you expect to turn me on like that? That will be your first job. Put on a show for me.

He was, in fact, a great actor. But he couldn't fool her. She knew this game he was playing was making himself horny as well, and it wouldn't be hard to get him desperate to fuck her, knowing him like she did.

- Daddy. - The girl called as she approached him a little, trying to understand what was she allowed to do. He didn't shut her up or gave her a sign she couldn't touch him, so she assumed she was free.

She sat on his lap facing him and he didn't make a move.

- I'm so sorry, I...

- Quit repeating that, you're boring me. - He said and Y/N could swear he was Loki at that moment.

- Don't interrupt me. - She quoted him and froze for a second. Now she was in trouble.

But he just laughed. So she continued.

- I never meant to disrespect you. You're always thinking about me. - She started unbottoning his shirt and running her fingers around his chest. - Always spending your money on me. Do you think I don't deserve it, daddy? I beg you to let me show you I do.

- Go ahead. - It's all he can say, she does know how to play him.

She finishes removing his shirt and takes hers off too, she wasn't wearing a bra. His eyes land on her breasts but she doesn't give him time to focus on them and stands up. He tries to look like he isn't impressed by anything she's doing, but his cock, which was already getting hard, ached when it lost contact with her thigh.

She removed her pants with her back turned to him, giving him a view of her butt covered only by small black panties. When she turned to look at him again, he was bitting his lip. She climbed on his lap again and felt him slightly harder.

- Oh Tommy, I wish you'd see I don't like being a bad girl. Look at this. - She grabbed his hand and placed inside her underwear and he moaned at how wet she was. - Do you see how much I want you? I promise I'm going to be a good girl for you, daddy, don't be mad at me anymore!

He removed his hand from her underwear and licked his fingers. Her words and taste made him so hard and Y/N kept moving her hips against him as she spoke, driving him crazy. Even if he was actually angry, it would have vanished at this point.

- You're not a bad girl, Y/N. - Tom said stroking her thighs. - But I have to teach you how to behave sometimes. That's why I'm so hard on you.

- I believe you're actually so hard under me. - She smiled putting her hand on his cock. - First job complete.

He smiled at her.

- You're right. - He said grabbing the box. - Close your eyes.

She obeyed and felt something cold around her neck. When he allowed her to look, she saw the most beautiful diamond necklace she had ever seen. He smiled widely as she admired it.

- Thank you so much, Tom. This is absolutely gorgeous - She said shyly. - You're right, I don't deserve this.

- We'll see about that. You still have one thing to do.

- Why did you give me it already then?

- Because the idea of you wearing nothing but diamonds is hot. - Tom said grabbing her butt with both hands. - And it will remind you to respect your daddy.

With that being said, she already knew her next job was letting him fuck her whatever way he wanted to, and it was no sacrifice.

She kissed Tom deeply moving her hands to his pants, unzipping them. He picked her up, layed her in bed and stood up to remove his pants. She would never not be impressed by how beautiful her husband looked, and he knew that, as he took his underwear off revealing his impressive length, she watched him like it was the first time and she couldn't wait to feel all that inside her.

He smiled and climbed on top of her, lifting her necklace as he drew a trail of kisses where it stood.

- Tom...

- I know what you want, darling. I want that too, trust me, this thight pussy of yours is a lot more precious to me than these diamonds. - He said as he pulled the necklace, choking her slightly. - But I want to hear you ask it, baby girl, don't leave me waiting.

- Tom... Please... - She started to miss the air in her throat, leaving her so turned on she wouldn't be able to speak properly even if she was breathing normally. - Fuck me! Come... inside me, I want you to feel... good...

- As you wish, beautiful girl. - He said loosing the necklace a bit, afraid he could hurt her.

He removed her underwear, throwing it somewhere in the bedroom, not wasting time cause they both couldn't wait any longer, so he slowly entered her, and they moaned together. Her tense body relaxed as soon as he started moving in and out of her.

Stroking her breasts and kissing her shoulders, he started moving faster.

- Yes, Daddy! - She moaned with on hand on his hair and the other on his back pulling him closer.

- That's right, my love. - He said trusting so deep. - Let everyone know why you have so many jewels.

- Because... - Y/N replied feeling her orgasm getting closer and closer. - I'm a good girl for my daddy...

But she wanted him to come a lot more than she wanted to come herself, so she kept praising him.

- Tom! Oh, Thomas... Fuck. Me. So. Good.

He moaned loudly and burried his face on her chest going as hard as he could.

She soon felt his fingers massage her clit and a warm liquid filling her, the girl's orgarsm happened seconds after.

- You're more than forgiven. - Tom said kissing her forehead an laying down beside her. - I love you, baby girl.

- I love you too, daddy. - She smiled running her fingers through the necklace now covered in their sweat.

[wmbtswriter]

Too Much

It was a quiet night, filled with shallow breathing and haunting thoughts. A navy sky with diamonds gleamed through your living room window with the help of the light from the moon. But with what is awaiting you tonight, nothing could save you from the thoughts drowning you, swallowing you whole. It’s all about him, nothing but him. How he made every promise to you and the choice of words he used as well. You wondered why you even decided to give it all to him, but an aching voice inside you begged you to say yes, and well, here you are in your living room, with no sounds but your breathing, the traffic outside and the clock mocking you as it ticks away closer to the hour. You hesitated as you looked up at the clock face, noticing that 30 minutes have already passed by, which had your skin crawl and inhaling deeply. You feel so unsure, but your body and heart are ready to throw themselves into this mess. You’ve been too deep in your own world to realize that a loud pound on the door was the only thing that rescued you from your thoughts, but just barely. You swallowed as you stood up from the couch, slowly walking to the front door. Your driving heart beat throbbed throughout your whole body as you turned the door handle. You opened it at last, Namjoon leaning against the door frame as his eyes glazed over you.

“I thought you would never open the door” He mumbled, lowly enough for you to hear.

“S-sorry I’m just a little tired, should I have dressed up?”

“No, I had dinner with my parents tonight remember?” He groaned, first removing his shoes and putting them next to yours, soon walking past you slightly as he went into the kitchen area behind you. You carefully closed the door, locking it behind you.

“S-sorry again…I guess I’m just not in the-” Your words trailed off as you looked at your mesmerizing friend. His arms across his chest and muscles popping out slightly. His jacket hung on the back of a chair near the counter. His stare was having you at melting point. It caused your body to shake with excitement but nervousness at the same time. The more time you didn’t speak, the more he knew that you weren’t fully ready for this.

“Not in the right mindset? Mood? Yeah, I get that feel from you” He said, a soft sigh leaving his lips. He’s so forbidding and yet so, attractive which is what your body can and yet can’t handle. Just the thought of him pressing up against you is enough to make you swallow your air. He started to take his steps, one by one they echoed through out the house. And you were at the end of his steps. One arm above your head, pressing against the front door while the other straight out and next to your shoulder. He buried his face in your neck, inhaling slightly which had you gasp. He chuckled at your reaction.

“I want you to be comfortable with this, and yet I feel as though you aren’t prepared-” Your heart and mind stopped him at his tracks.

“But I am ready!! I came this far and I am willing to do this-”

“shhhhhh” He held a finger up to your mouth, which had your body react in chills.

“I am willing to do this with you still but you must trust me, and I don’t want to hurt you in anyway cause you are my best friend and I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret-” It was your turn to interrupt him.

“But I do trust you Namjoon, more than anyone” You softly said, your arms snaking around his neck. His tongue ran over his top lip, silence between you both. After what felt like minutes, he spoke.

“Ok baby” He said, with a little roughness in his voice. He arms now reached down to your waist as he picked you up and started carrying you to your bedroom. You felt so safe and secure in his arms that you nearly fell asleep at the touch between you. His heart beating calmly against your racing heart rate. He felt the two contract and laughed slightly as he made a turn into your bedroom and closed the door all the way with his foot. He sat you down on your bed.

“Lay back against the headboard baby, and try to relax a little” He smiled, undoing the cuffs on his shirt then proceeded to unbotton his shirt, which your mind was going crazy to. His bare half naked body exposed to you had you feeling something you have never experienced before. Once the shirt was off, he look directly at you, his eyes slightly becoming dark. He then went on the bed, making his body hover over you. Your breath now picking the pace as the excitement took over the nervousness. He ran his fingers tips up and down your arms slowly then down to your stomach, slightly tugging at your shirt hem next.

“Yes you may” You spoke without a second thought in mind as he slowly removed your top and tossed it onto the floor. Once it landed, he took the view of you, your bra hugging your chest as it rises and lowers every second. Your body now lowered where your head rested against your pillow. His hands took control, softly touching your bare stomach as they slowly reached your bra, but moved passed it to touch your collar bones. Your body was covered in chills with each passing second of him touching you like you have never been touched before. He leaned down to your bare collar bones, licking his lips slightly.

“You have such a beautiful body baby” His voice groans which causes an unfamiliar feeling between your legs to arise, but his kisses on your chest distract you from it. His soft and plump lips cover your upper chest in kisses, his eyes closed as he continues for another minute. He eventually pulls away and touches the cloth of your bra, making eye contact once again.

“Is it ok baby?” He asks with a pinch of lust in his voice. You nodded, leaning up as his hands curve around your body and unhook your bra. He took the straps in his fingers and softly removed the material from your body and onto the floor with your top. Your breasts react to the chilly feeling of being bare and exposed by being covered in goose bumps. It was an amazing sight for him to see, but he did mange to control himself. Namjoon then grazed the skin of your breasts gently, taking in every inch of your upper half. Pinning his arms next to your head, he lips connected with yours in a crashing manner. You inhaled during the kiss, taking another after from him. He wanted to pin you down completely but knew that wasn’t a good choice at the moment, he needed to contain himself.

“God….You’re so beautiful” He mumbled against your lips. The kissing continued for another few minutes, lips not ready to part yet. But once he sat up, the view got even better. Your eyes half way closed, lips parted and puffy slightly, and a bare chest rising and falling. He smiled, getting off the bed next as he began to button his jeans. You grabbed his wrist before he went any further. He looked at you, eyes widen in surprise.

“Can….can I do it…?” You asked gently, eyes twinkling. He smiled at your innocence. He nodded slightly, watching you as you undo the button slowly then move to the zipper next. You pulled it down with ease, but didn’t mind the bump that grew between his legs. Before you did anything else, his fingers held your chin to make you look up at him. He then took you into his hands and lifted you up on the bed again. He took your jeans hem into his fingers.

“Still ok?” He asked softy, gaining a nod from you. He undid your jeans, sliding them slowly down your legs and once again tosses them somewhere in your room. With you now left in just your panties, he felt himself on the edge of losing control and taking you right there. But he knew he needed to wait. He ran his fingers through your hair as you looked up at him.

“Before he dive into it, there are a few things we need to do first” You titled your head. With a slight touch of his fingers softly grazing against your cheek, he looked down between his and your legs. He didn’t speak but took your hand in his.

“Ok baby, this is where I’m going to need you to be confident ok?” You nodded in response to his words, but feeling anxious as soon as he begins to remove his boxers right in front of your eyes. You didn’t know how to fully react, but your body shivered at the sight of his dick. It was long, not too thick, and covered in veins. Even your mouth watered. but you still weren’t fully sure how to feel. He laughed slightly at your silence.

“I know this is very new to you, but just continue to trust me ok?” His voice has lowered in pitch within 2 minutes of silence. You nodded in response. He took his left hand and mixed it into your hair but soft enough to not hurt you.

“Okay baby, what I want you to do is start sucking on the tip, just on the tip but softly ok?” You looked up at him for comfort, which shined in his eyes. You looked back down between his legs, getting slightly closer to the edge of your bed to reach it. Your lips opened up and took only the tip like he asked. His gasp of air took you by surprise, but you looked up at him with eyes twinkling. He half smiled, feeling the pleasure take over his body. 

“That’s it baby…just like that” He said, but his voice was very light. You closed your eyes and continued sucking softly. His chest rising and falling at the sensation with you pleasing him between his legs. He didn’t want to be rough, but ignored the urge to fuck your throat. He then had you open your eyes, by rubbing them with his other hand.

“Okay, take your time, but start sucking the rest and take only as much as you can ok baby?” The nickname made your heart skip a beat. With the little confidence you had, you started taking more inches, going down on them slowly. It had Namjoon inhale between his teeth, causing a hissing sound out of his mouth. His eyes tightly closed as you slowly took more inches, almost all the way too. He tried to ignore the urge again, feeling himself deep in your throat.

“Okay…. okay baby….you can pull away now baby” He sighed, watching you pull away. His hands picked you up and placed you further onto your bed. You tasted the inside of your mouth, which had a new taste to it. It lack of breath was aided by you sucking him and the sight of your body. He kissed you softly before just lightly touching your panties.

“May I?”

“Yes” Without a second to waste, his fingers harshly removed your last piece of clothing. The chilly air of your bedroom had the wet spot between your thighs shiver at the new and exposed feeling. But you still being shy, your legs clamped together almost immediately. Namjoon closed his eyes and shook his head, placing his hands on your knees to open your legs.

“I need you to trust me baby” You knew he was right, even though you didn’t want to admit it. So you slowly opened your legs, with Namjoon aiding you. With one glance, he let out a soft groan and rubbed the inside of your thighs.

“Okay baby, lay down on your bed and get comfortable for a new experience” His voice became dark with the choice of words he used. With your body shaking, you laid down softly, your back not wanting to touch the mattress. Watching your chest breath at a fast pace was sensual to him, too much of a turn on for him. Once again, but by a small force he opened up your legs and placed his head between them. He kissed your thighs softly, slowly inching towards your ever growing damp spot. You got so lost into the feeling of his lips touching the skin of your thighs, you didn’t realize what he was about to do next. His lips pressed against your core, your body jolting and eyes widening.

“Namjoon-!” You didn’t get to finished your sentence, your voice whimpering as he now used his tongue to start drawing patterns ever so slowly all over you.

“You taste so good baby..” His voice trailed off by him placing his mouth around your folds, slowly sliding his tongue inside. Your voice squeaked at the sensation, and it encouraged him more to go deeper inside you. The feeling of the wet muscle had your core throb as he continued to eat you out. After a minute of his mouth on you, you were trying to catch your breath, but only got short gasps. He took this chance to slide in one finger, and groaned as you whimpered again and decided to put in another finger. Your breath coming out in short pants as an unfamiliar knot in your stomach was growing and he could tell. He stopped his work between your thighs and grabbed a condom in his pant pocked and tore open the wrapper. It rolled it down his dick and hovered his body of yours once he was done.

“I’ll ask this one last time..” He said, shifting his body to be perfectly aligned with you.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” His voice half hunger half worried.

“Yes Namjoon, more than anything” You whispered, wrapping your legs around his waist. He took the sign and only rubbed the tip against you for a few seconds, before pushing in. You squealed at the pain, tears coming almost immediately. He kissed your chest, neck, cheeks and lips to distract you from the pain as much as possible.

“Namjoon….. it hurts so much….” You whined, feeling more inches go inside you.

“Shhhhh, I know it does baby, but I’m almost done then I’ll hold still for you to adjust to me ok?” You nodded in response, eyes still tightly closed. Once buried inside you, you weakly hooked your arms around his neck. Namjoon stayed there, but the pleasure begged him to start thrusting but he continued to wait. After a few minutes of your body slightly more relaxed, your opened your eyes to look at him.

“O-ok Namjoon… g-go ahead” You blushed at your stuttering of your words. He sighed softly, and began to thrust and the feeling felt much better than you had originally thought. His body had him pick up the pace within a minute, and he could no longer hold his voice back.

“Holy fuck….baby girl….” His voice caused your lower area to dampen even more and had your voice moan in a response.

“Is it….suppose to feel….this good?” You asked, your voice moaning as you panted out your words. He nodded, eyes closed tightly as he rocked his body against yours as hard as he could.

“You feel so good….around me baby….” He felt his body getting weaker, but he didn’t give in and continued to pound into with the bliss between you. Your whimpers and high pitched moans encouraged him to go faster, which he had no trouble with doing.

“Namjoon….I-” He cut you off, kneeling down as he kissed you and felt your walls squeeze him tightly which had him groan loudly. With that familiar knot, your stomach again, the more it built up the higher your voice went. And with your voice, Namjoon’s groans raised his pitched as both of you cried out at the pleasurable, and forceful orgasm you both had together. Pants filled the air, as Namjoon turned over and placed his tired body next to yours. He weakly kissed your temple.

“You did so good tonight baby…”

“I did…?”

“Yes and one more thing…..”

“Yes Namjoon…?”

“After tonight, fix your relationship status to taken…..cause you are mine now” He panted, smiling as you blushed at his words. He struggled to get up but removed the condom and threw it away. After getting back in the bed with you, he pulled you closed to him, your naked bodies mixing as he pulled the cover over the both of you to sleep.

“Goodnight princess”

“Goodnight Namjoon”

“I love you…” He mumbled before drifting off to sleep. Your cheeks went red.

“I love you too..”

[ezrafanfic]

An Unexpected Future

Part 17:

The next few days, Ezra and I had started moving all of my things into his apartment with some help from Lilah, Josh, and Angelica.

Although it was my stuff, Ezra didn’t dare to let me lift a single finger to help out. I was perfectly capable of carrying a few boxes, but he was stubborn and wanted me to avoid any physical stress.

However, moving was causing both of us a bit of emotional stress. We found ourselves bickering a lot, mostly over silly things.

It was the day before he would be leaving to go on tour. We were arguing outside in front of my apartment building. The entire day, he kept insisting that I get rid of more and more of my belongings, wanting me to bring only what was completely necessary to his apartment.

He had commented on the amount of shoes that I owned after loading 3 of 4 gigantic boxes into his car. “Not to sound pushy, my dear, but this is a little ridiculous. Seriously, I think you own more shoes than I do.”

“I don’t know about that.” I said, as he shut the car door. “If there is a diva in this relationship, it’s definitely you.”

“That may be true, but that is beside the fact.” He sat on the hood of his car and lit a cigarette. “My apartment isn’t exactly spacious. There will hardly be room for the two of us and all your junk, let alone a baby in a few months, or did you forget about that?”

“Of course I didn’t forget, ass hole.” I took the cigarette out of his mouth and tossed it on the ground before putting it out with my foot. “How could I forget when I’m the one actually carrying the baby??? And if you’re so worried about the lack of space in your apartment why did you ask me to move in???”

I was definitely overreacting, but I had been moody as hell lately and found myself randomly snapping at him from time to time.

He had been taking the blows all day, but seemed to be getting more annoyed with each mood swing.

“I dunno,” He mumbled not so to himself as Angelica approached us from inside, boxes in hand. “I guess I must have been out of my mind at the time…”

“What was that, hun???” I wrapped my arms around his neck when he hopped down from the hood of his car.

“I said, because I love you, my pleasant, totally not moody at all girlfriend.” He said in a mocking tone before he kissed me.

“Hey, I am not that moody.”

“This morning you threw a waffle at me because I asked you to pass me the syrup and stormed out of the kitchen…” He had an amused look on his face, his arms around my waist. “I think this pregnancy is turning you into a hormonal monster. And the worst part is I can’t even be mad because I find it so ridiculously cute.”

I rolled my eyes and quickly pressed my lips to his . “You’re an idiot.”

“Alright, alright.” I heard Angelica say from behind us. “Enough you crazy love birds. We don’t have all day and we’ll never finish if you two can’t refrain from eating each other’s faces for 5 minutes.”

Ezra and I went back inside and by the end of the afternoon we got half of my things to his apartment.

It was still pretty early, just around 3 in the afternoon and we hadn’t eaten lunch and I was starving. We decided to call it a day with all of the back and forth between Ezra’s apartment and mine and Ezra and I went to a diner for a quick bite to eat.

Then we headed back to his place to put away and organize my things.

Ezra unlocked his apartment door before stepping in front of me.

“I have a surprise for you.” He faced me in the doorway.

“Oh yeah?” I gave him a confused look.

He nodded. “Just follow me…”

The guy did have a nice chunk of money, but it had always been just him living on his own, so he had a modest and small two bedroom apartment. It was a bit if a mess at the moment, filled with boxes and bags of trash and I followed him through the mess as he lead me to the second bedroom.

“Now, it isn’t completely done yet, but I’ve been working on this for the past couple of weeks…” He said and opened the door.

I gasped when I saw the nursery he had started to put together. He was right, the room was still a work in progress. The crib was still in its box on the floor, but he had the walls repainted an off white color with a soft pink trim and curtains over the window that matched. He also had the carpet redone and a big white rug was spread out on the floor. The rocking chair was set up in the far corner of the room as well as a diaper changing station. There was a small white book shelf against the wall and a baby swing beside it.

“What do you think?” He asked nervously when I didn’t respond right away.

“Ezra,” I had tears in my eyes as I stepped into the room, looking around. “It’s perfect!!!”

“Well,” He chuckled, seeming prepared for me to get overly emotional. “I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it.” I told him, throwing my arms around him. “You sneaky bastard…Why do you always have to surprise me? I treated you like shit all day and you’ve been so patient with me. And you’re leaving tomorrow morning and you’ve been so busy lately, yet you still found time to do all of this for me. God, you must think I’m the worst human being alive…” I was still a hormonal wreck, sobbing uncontrollably.

“I don’t think that at all.” He held my face, wiping the tears flowing endlessly from my eyes. “ I know you haven’t been feeling well and you’ve been tired, babe. Come on. It’s our last night together. How about we stop it with the waterworks and try and make the best of it, okay?”

I laughed. “Alright. I’m sorry…”

He kissed my forehead, pulling me into a hug. “All is forgiven.”

We spent the rest of the evening slowly unpacking some of my things as we chatted about the tour. He talked about it with such excitement in his voice and it really warmed my heart knowing he was genuinely happy. I was happy too as we talked about all of the different states he would be visiting, but as it started to get later and later, I knew our time together was winding down. I tried not to let myself get too bummed out and focused on our time together.

We just finished eating dinner that we both participated in making. It was nice, doing things as a team and it had me looking forward to taking care of our baby girl together.

I was washing the dishes while he cleaned up the rest of the kitchen.

He was in a very playful mood, grabbing me from behind and kissing my neck as I rinsed off the soapy dishes.

I giggled when he started nibbling on the area right below my ear. I faced him, my back to the sink, forgetting about the dirty dishes for a minute. We started kissing and he was getting pretty handsy.

“These dishes aren’t going to clean themselves…” I breathed as he kissed my collar bone.

“Well, you see,” He said, his hot breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine, “I do have this pretty handy invention called a dishwasher…”

“Oh really?” I smirked, reaching behind me, “Well, I don’t think your handy dishwasher could do this…”

I quickly grabbed the sink hose and began to spray him with it.

He instantly jumped away from me, gasping, a shocked look on his face and he was suddenly drenched from head to toe.

He looked angry as he stood there dripping like a wet dog, and I couldn’t help myself from laughing hysterically, to the point where my sides hurt.

Then his expression softened and he had a devilish grin on his face. I knew I was in trouble. I tried to run out of the kitchen, but he grabbed me, holding me at the sink and it was my turn to get completely soaked.

I screamed for him to stop and tried to grab the hose from him. He had me pinned between his body and the sink and we both laughed and yelled like children, getting the entire kitchen covered in water.

I shoved him away and we both ended up sliding on the wet floor. He tried to catch me so I wouldn’t fall, but we both ended up on the ground.

I was on top of him, trying to catch my breath from laughing and putting up such a fight. He looked up at me, his hair a drenched mop on top of his head.

We started making out right there on the kitchen floor, still in our soaked clothes. We were both shivering and Ezra had lifted me from on top of him and carried me to his room.

He laid me down onto the bed and hopped on top of me, his lips crashing into mine as he began to tug at his shirt that was drenched and sticking to him.

I helped him out of it and he continued kissing me.

He didn’t waste anytime removing his pants either, so he was just in his underwear, while I was still fully clothed.

I looked up at him nervously, pushing his sopping wet bangs away from his face. He was so gorgeous, it was almost intimidating.

I could feel his fingers under my shirt, fumbling with the strap of my bra.

“Is this okay?” He asked, his breathing already labored.

I nodded and he removed my bra and was grabbing at my breasts as we continued kissing.

When he started unbottoning the flannel shirt that I was wearing and was looking at my half naked body, I suddenly felt all of my insecurities hit me at once.

My body had changed quite a bit since the first and only other time he’d seen me undressed. I was, after all, a little over 6 months pregnant. I was never a twig or anything pre-pregnancy, but I had always been confident in my average figure. Now, I had put on at least 15 pounds, maybe more. I was mostly all belly, but my breasts and butt were slightly plumper and I had already begun to notice some swelling in my legs.

I felt my eyes begin to burn, although I had promised him earlier there wouldn’t be anymore waterworks that night. How could someone so undeniably handsome and perfect and want to sleep with someone so awkward and bloated and well… pregnant???

“(Y/N)?” Ezra furrowed his brows when I started to cry. “Hey, what’s the matter???”

I didn’t answer right away, embarrassed that I was feeling so self conscious. Confidence was definitely one of his best traits and I admired him for it, but I was lacking it myself as he looked down at me, exposed and crying pathetically.

“(Y/N),” He repeated. “Talk to me…”

“I just feel...unattractive.” I admitted. “Ugh, sorry. Dammit, I’m being so stupid and I’m totally ruining this.”

“No, no,” Ezra spoke softly, pushing a strand of my still damp hair behind my ear. “Don’t be sorry. You’re not ruining anything…” He was smiling, his dark eyes warm and loving. “I mean it when I say that you are insanely beautiful, not to mention crazy sexy, even pregnant. So stop worrying your pretty little head, alright? Are you sure about this though? If you’re still not ready, we don’t have to tonight…”

I shook my head and took a deep breath. “No, I-I want to…I want you.”

He flashed his perfect smile and pressed his lips to mine. “In that case, I’m all yours.”

[aiimaginesbts]

All For You (M)

Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Smut, a little fluff, slightly Dom!Jin

A/N: It’s so late right now but I really want to write something for Jin. I want to write the series that I plan for Jin when I’m more awake so I’ll just write my filthy thoughts now :P hope it’s not too awful.

Word count: 2,295 words

Disclaimer/Copyright

You look at him in the eyes, smiling seductively as you run your hands from the side of your breasts down to your waist, before stopping at your hips, feeling the silk of your nightgown wrapped around you.

Jin returns your gaze with barely controlled lust from his position at the edge of the bed, leaning his arms back with his palms on the bed in a relaxed position. He smiles at you softly but there is no mistaking the bulge straining in his pants.

You shrug the silky material down, just a little, just enough to show him the tops of your perky breasts, enjoying the way that his eyes immediately snap to them. You slowly turn around to face the mirror, so your back is facing him, and take hold on the ribbon around your waist, pulling on it with your right arm stretching outwards, showing him what you’re clearly doing.

You glance behind you to see him licking his lips, but otherwise he is successful in keeping his composure. Looking forward again, you take off the nightgown, inch by inch, teasing him with only your back covered by your lingerie, until your hands reach your hips and you drop the cloth onto the floor.

Your hands then make their way back up your body, caressing your curvy hips, past your small waist, up to your breasts, softly cupping them, letting out a small gasp when you pinch your own nipples. You hear a sharp intake of breath from behind you, as Jin can only imagine what you’re doing to yourself with him right there behind you, the mirror being too close to you for him to see much.

You look back to give him a small, meaningful smile before you slowly turn around to face him. His chest is rising and falling at a faster rate now, and show no signs of slowing down when he takes in the lingerie that you’re wearing. A lacy black slip, transparent enough for him to see your hard nipples pushing against the black lace, showing off your sensual curves perfectly.

The answer is obvious, but you still ask, “Do you like it, Jinnie?”

“I love it, Y/N,” he breathes.

It’s hard to keep your face from showing a smug expression mirroring your feelings as you walk towards him and climbed onto his lap. His hands immediately snake around your waist as if he’s afraid that you may try to get away. But you have absolutely no plans on doing so, not when his erection is pressing so deliciously on your soaking core.

Your hands run appreciatively along his chiseled jaw, before you take his lips in a deep kiss. Now that you’re in his arms, he’s starting to take charge, and you don’t mind in the least. You’ve always liked it best this way, and you had no intentions on controlling this man tonight. He captures your bottom lip in his teeth and nips lightly, then take the advantage of your open mouth to slip his tongue in, mingling with yours in a passionate dance while his hands start to run up and down your back, finally settling down to cup your ass cheeks while you try your best to calmly unbotton his shirt.

Needing to take a breath, you pull away and look at him. He is beyond handsome; he is simply breathtaking, the sight of his perfect face never failing to make your heart stop beating in awe. You run your hands along his exposed chest, then push his shirt down. He grins and helps you take it off completely.

The sight of your breasts right in his face is proving too much of a temptation for him, and before you can protest, he has taken a nipple in his mouth, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive bud through the thin material while his hand teases the other one, making you hold onto his broad shoulders for support. You reciprocate by pressing your hips down onto his erection, his responding groan vibrating against your nipple, making you mewl.

Lifting yourself up and ignoring his cry of protest at the loss of contact between your lower halves, you fumble with the zip of his pants and start to pull it down with his boxers. As always, Jin obliges by gripping you tight, making you squeal in surprise so he can lift you up with him and he can take them off before resuming his position on the bed. He is now completely naked, but you’re hardly wearing any clothes either. All this time his mouth has only left your nipple to start sucking on the other one.

It’s hard to focus, but you gather all your might to take his cock into your hand. It is already hard and huge in your hand, making your hand look small in comparison. Your thumb brushed around the head, spreading his precum all over it. Your hand takes his shaft in a firm grip and you start to pump up and down his length. At this, he releases your nipple to let out a soft moan, before starting to suck hard on the exposed skin of your breast, leaving light purple bruises in his wake.

You have no idea how you could last being tortured by him, but he apparently decides that he couldn’t. Picking you up easily and turning you around, he scoots back on the bed so you can sit between his legs, facing the mirror. He cups your face and angles it so you see yourself in the mirror. Your skin is flushed, lips slightly swollen from his kisses, the straps of your lingerie threatening to fall off your shoulders, and Jin with his chin tucked in the small space between your neck and shoulder, the look in his eyes as he stares at your image in the mirror can only be described as predatory. Your pussy clenched involuntarily at the sight and you know that your thong is now completely soaked by now.

Jin seems to have similar thoughts, lightly running his fingers over your lacy underwear, up your body towards your chest, mimicking your movements earlier, although his touch is magic compared to yours. He pulls down the thin lacy cups holding up your breasts, completely exposing them. He hums appreciatively, your breasts being one of the things he finds the most sexy about your body as he kisses and nibbles on your neck.

Without a warning, he pushes your legs up so they’re slightly bent at the knees, and spreads them apart, giving you both an eyeful of your thong in the mirror. You blush in embarrassment, but don’t protest when he rubs his fingers on your pussy through your underwear.

“So wet. So very wet for me,” he says, and you can’t find the strength to say anything in reply. He teases you for a while, pressing the wet cloth into your aching core, until you’re moaning his name softly.

“Jin, please…”

“Hmm? Yes, what is it my love?”

Heat warms your cheeks as you say, “I need more.”

With a smirk upon hearing your plea, he takes off your thongs, but keeps you in the same position. “Don’t stop looking at us,” he commands you. At your nod of assent, he slowly runs a finger up and down your dripping slit, then reaches with both hands around you to spread your lips open, the reflection in the mirror showing your soft pink center. You could die of embarrassment, but you want him to continue, so you follow his earlier comment and keep your eyes on the mirror.

As if he is testing the waters, he slips a finger into you, making you bite your lower lip to keep from crying out. He starts to move his fingers in and out of you, your arousal making it easy, and soon a second finger joins the first, while his other hand toys with your clit, pressing it and rolling it between his fingers, each movement making you whimper with pleasure, your back pressing into his chest. His fingers thrust into you faster and faster, finger fucking you with his fingers bent to graze against your sensitive spot, and it isn’t long before you’re barreling towards an orgasm.

“Oh, Jin… Jin… Jin!” You cry out as you throw your head back in ecstasy, your walls clenching on his fingers, your whole body trembling against his. His fingers are dripping with your juices, and you watch him lick each finger like it’s the most tasty thing in the world. Heck, if you are to ask him what he thinks is the tastiest thing in the world, that might actually be his answer.

He gives you a few moments to recover before leading your right hand towards his throbbing cock. You turn around and get on all fours so that his cock is right in front of you, and giving him the view of your ass and dripping pussy through the mirror. You wrap your fingers around his thick shaft, and move your hand up and down several times before taking him into your mouth. The skin of his cock is silky and warm, and you take your time running your tongue all around him, tracing the vein running along his cock, licking the underside of his head. His hand grips your hair in pleasure and gently pushes you up and down his cock. You take as much of him as you can, your hand making up for the length that you can’t swallow.

You shift so that your weight is resting on your elbows, and you use the position to roll his balls in your palm, very gently tugging on them. His urging hand on your head gets more desperate, pushing you down with more force, and suddenly he is pulling you off, both of you breathing hard.

Wordlessly, he takes you in his arms and rolls so that your back is on the cool sheets and he is hovering over you. He kisses you as he spreads your legs so he can position himself at your entrance, the tip of his cock brushing against you, making you crazy with need. He loops his arm around one of your legs to lift it a little, and pushes into you hard, burying himself completely inside you in one swift motion, making you scream and dig your fingers into his strong arms.

He starts moving right away, your whimpers and moans fueling him on. His thrusts are fast right off the bat, and the way his cock is moving inside you makes your walls clench around him involuntarily. You move your hips to meet with his thrusts, and his face shows intense concentration as he tries not to cum too soon, wanting to bring you there first, but after the blowjob you gave him, he is finding it extremely difficult to hold back.

His other hand moves towards your still sensitive clit to rub circles around it, and then pinching it between his fingers, making you scream his name and throw your head back against the bed. “Come for me, Y/N,” he encourages you, his thrusts not letting up for one second, his fingers pressing on your clit, overwhelming you with so much pleasure that tears start to fall from your eyes. Soon you start to feel the familiar coiling sensation inside you with a vengeance, and Jin feels it too, from the way your walls tighten around him. He never stops showering you with words of encouragement and love as he fucks you, and the heat inside you finally explodes and you cry out his name, your body shuddering hard at your second orgasm, your insides pulsing around his cock.

He groans loudly at the sensation and swiftly pushes your legs up against your chest. He starts pounding into you mercilessly, reaching even deeper inside you at this angle. Beads of sweat form on his forehead from the physical exertion to maintain the impossible speed of his thrusts, dripping onto you, but you don’t care, not when he is plowing you so hard and deep that you’re seeing stars. Your hands reach for him, trying to latch onto his back, as he is pushing you towards another high.

With a loud grunt and a call for you, he slams into you forcefully once, twice, thrice, as he releases inside you, and you whimper his name in reply, your nails scratching his back as your hands desperately seek hold of something to anchor you as you come with him. You fall limp, sobbing as your third orgasm proves to be your undoing, calling for him softly, but you don’t know what you want him for. He kisses your tears away, and gives you a gentle kiss on the lips, before rolling to his side, taking you with him.

Both of you take some time to catch your breath, knowing that you should clean up before sleeping, but after he whispered, “I love you Y/N. I love you so much,” into your ears with his sweet, angelic voice, you quickly fall asleep in his arms and it doesn’t take long for him to follow you.

A/N: Aaaah I’m so sleepy and tired now, so I’ll just post this up without checking it for errors and whatnot. I’ll just shoot myself for it tomorrow. Hope you enjoy it!