#ms difficulties

[u2hearts]

I’m writing a blog

I keep meaning to write. I have every intention. Then at the end of the day, I realize I didn’t write again. Normally I actually write my blog the day before but since WordPress had an update, I schedule the blog but it never posts. I finally got annoyed and stopped writing the day before and then stopped writing on the day. So here I am. I would love to say so much has happened since I last…

[catocappuccino]

U zee being cool and allat... like she always is

+ two random doodles

[anghraine]

@ladytharen responded to this post:

you successfully defended? WHOHOOOO!!! congratulations!!! 🎉🎉🎉

Thank you!!! I did, I'm just revising the diss's introduction this week and then I'm done. I remember when I first started and you were giving me advice and recommendations back then ... so doubly thanks <3

[sweetshuga]

CS ✧ Simple solution ✰ MS

───~𓆩♡𓆪~───

Contains⚠︎ Smut!, threesome!, strong language!, polyamory, suggestive remarks, pet names (ma, pretty), degrading words (whore, slut) + lowkey degradation kink, oral (m! & f! receiving), handjob, p in v (unprotected, do not), some kinda kink with looking alike? No incest! (don't fw that shit), etc. ⚠︎

wc. 827

i/n. I don't mind writing y/n as reader's referred term but like... I've bad, bad, bad memories of the term y/n, like i cringe every time I see it and it's all because of wattpad. Therefore, i'll forever use ma and pretty, thank you<3

psa. English is not my first language! Initial idea! (turned out kinda different.)

Loud moans echoed throughout the room, only to get muffled a few seconds later. "Fuck—stop squirming, ma." Chris grunted as he surged forward, "can’t, fuck... fully go in," he muttered, holding your hips tightly. A second pair of hands gripped your waist and helped to keep you still.

The sensation of Chris filling you up from behind and Matt from the front made you feel overwhelmed. Matt chuckled breathlessly, sensing your difficulty breathing, as he took his length out of your mouth—making you gasp for air. 𓆩♡𓆪

"Y’think we look alike right now?" You looked up from your phone, seeing them in very similar outfits and hats on backwards. "Holy fuck, you actually kinda do," you laughed as you stood up from Matt’s bed, walking closer to them.

"Matt’s hair has grown out a lot, kid needs a new haircut," Chris commented, "but that’s what makes you two look more similar." Your added comment made them momentarily freeze. "Y’think so?" Matt chuckled, fixing his hat, earning a nudge from Chris. "C’mon, don’t steal my haircut."

"Your haircut?" Chris laughed slightly, "yeah, mine," he said grinning, purposely trying to annoy him. "You really do need a haircut though, I like yours shorter," you said, making Matt grin, "yeah? y’like mine shorter, pretty?" His voice dropped into a lower tone, stepping closer to you.

𓆩♡𓆪

You found yourself, somehow, kissing Matt passionately. Your clothes discarded on his bedroom floor and Chris kissing down your body. You’ve no idea what triggered them to suddenly do what they were doing, but it’s not like you were complaining.

Matt groaned in annoyance as his hair kept getting all up in his face, running a frustrated hand through it as he broke the kiss. He saw Chris still keeping his cap on despite his – otherwise – naked state. An idea popped up in Matt’s head as he reached for his own discarded hat, putting it on backwards just like Chris.

You didn’t even realize Matt’s hat as Chris started to eat you out with such sudden force that you couldn’t control your moans. Matt chuckled as he saw the scene, guiding your hand towards his aching dick. You barely kept yourself from squirming as Chris went on, your hand pumping Matt’s length while your other hand clutched onto Chris’ hair.

Chris’ left hand held your right leg down onto the bed while his right hand pumped himself—all while eating you out like he was starving, slurping and sucking loudly. Matt helped Chris by holding down your other leg, making you moan louder as they held you down, unable to move away from the intense pleasure.

Your gaze wandered over to Matt from Chris, seeing them looking so similar made your pussy throb for some reason. Chris smirked against your folds when he gazed up and saw that Matt had worn his own hat in a similar way as him.

"Fuck, you’ve a thing for lookalikes or sum’, ma?" Chris chuckled as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Why? s’she getting wetter?" Chris’ gaze left yours and onto Matt’s as he nodded with that shit-eating grin, "yeah, so wet." Matt chuckled, making your face flush in embarrassment.

They exchanged a knowing look, already planning on doing this again as they adjusted their hats.

𓆩♡𓆪 Your gasps eventually turned into moans as Chris fucked you relentlessly, "so fucking good," he groaned, planting a sharp slap on your ass. You jolted and whimpered, unable to move away as Matt held your shoulders tightly. You didn’t even notice when his hands moved up to your shoulders from your waist.

Matt shifted his position, holding your shoulder with one hand while the other gripped his own length, giving it a few pumps, "open up, pretty." Despite your fucked up state, you found yourself complying.

"Damn, ma... y’take us so well— such a slut." Chris slammed his hips hard against your backside, emphasizing his words. "Mm... c’mon, pretty." Matt hissed through clenched teeth, holding your hair into a makeshift ponytail, "show us what a whore you are."

Encouraged by their words, you met Chris’ thrusts as your mouth worked Matt, making both of them groan and moan in pleasure. You could tell they were both close, their cocks pulsing in your holes. You felt a rush of pleasure and satisfaction knowing you were giving them such intense pleasure that they could’t stop groaning and moaning.

Their hands clutched onto any part of you that they could hold on as they used your holes for their own pleasure, chasing the delicious pleasure you were providing them. You couldn’t stop the knot from forming in your stomach, threatening to consume your mind, almost too much, almost.

Your mind blanked when they went balls deep in both your holes, filling you up to the brim. The sensation bordered on too much and your body responded immediately, convulsing as you orgasmed hard. Your world blurred as you felt yourself get consumed by the pleasure.

Masterlist 𓆩♡𓆪 Taglist

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© sweetshuga

[five-thousand-loaves-of-bread]

autistic people dominate AAC conversation on tumblr so for this AAC awareness month (October), let us also remember all non-autistic AAC users & autistic AAC users who not use AAC because or solely because autism.

people use AAC for from intellectual & developmental disorders to neurocognitive disorders to neurological to physical disorders. people use AAC for disorders from birth & acquired disorders. progressive & non progressive disorders.

some AAC users have mouth speech, motor, and/or sound clarity related difficulties, others use for language and/or cogntive difficulties, some for combo of reasons.

those with…

intellectual disability

genetic & chromosomal disorders like down syndrome, rett syndrome, angelman syndrome, williams syndrome, etc.

cerebral palsy

speech language disorders like aphasia & dysarthria

schizophrenia & schizoaffective & schizo-spec

brain injury

dementia

amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), multiple sclerosis (MS), huntington’s, frederick’s ataxia, etc.

tracheotomy

locked in syndrome

n so much more not listed here

[buggachat]

y'all nathalie drives me so feral. she was some kind of professional treasure hunter / archeological looter who hunted magical artifacts, trained in martial arts and with a crossbow, who got hired by a some rich couple that was having difficulty conceiving. and then while going on a worldwide journey w them, hunting for some magical artifacts that could give them a child, she goddamn?? fell in love with them? ???? and then after she helped them find two miraculouses, they were just like "hey thanks for helping us make a magical son, ms tomb raider. wanna come manage a fashion company" and she was so thirsty for them she was just like. yeah. okay. sure.

cut to 14 years later and she has now engaged in supervillainy and beat up some catboy and argued about how the magical son likes his pancakes and attempted to murder the husband w a crossbow. the couple is dead now and she's just their son's mom now??? also the magical son is the catboy she beat up

[oqmemphis]

#YOU WHAT?

anything can be a text editor if you're brave enough

plz reblog for science

[ellevandersneed]

Hello, Hala Dawoud has contacted me concerning her GoFundMe. She is a mother of 3 living in Gaza who suffers from Multiple Sclerosis and cannot access the medication necessary to prevent her conditioning worsening and leaving her with permanent disability. MS attacks the nervous system, causing fatigue, loss of balance, difficulty with cognitive functioning, tremors, etc. and the body steadily deteriorates if the condition is not properly treated. Hala She needs to get to Egypt where she will be able to access the healthcare necessary to continue caring for her 3 children (Osama age 17, Lana age 13, Mohammed age 9). Please share and donate if you can. Sharing costs nothing and takes only a moment. This is a real, vetted fundraiser (#307).

🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉

Please consider donating as she has only raised €1,135/€17,000 at the time of this post being made. There are living, breathing human beings on the other end of these GoFundMe's who are suffering and can be helped with just a few clicks and dollars by people like you. Have a heart, share and donate.

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[rebirthgarments]

TW: Chemical w-rfare, Ab-rtion

Urgent Ask to evacuate Nara, a 🍉 disabled woman with MS who also has pancreatic cancer due to chemical w-rfare.

Support by financially contributing to her @FedUp4Palestine vetted funhnd-raizer (that I personally vetted): givebutter.com/NaraMedicalAid

+ resharing/ reposting this post!

I, Sky Cubacub- a Fed up 4 Palestine team member, have been in direct contact with Nara to get to know her and her story more over the past few days. We have become fast friends due to so many overlapping symptoms of our disabilities. Nara’s story caught my eye because I have post-viral ME/CFS which many times is a precursor to MS. I really want my disability community to show up for her to get this campaign funded that is so close to my heart so that she can continue medical treatment.

We have chatted extensively! During our chats, I found out from Nara that she had not previously had health issues until she was exposed in the white phosphorus attack in 2008. The long lasting damage and effects of phosphorus continue to compound and become more and more disabling to this day, even after 16 years.

Here is her story in her own words (edited for clarity):

“Hi I'm Nara,

I'm a cancer and multiple sclerosis patient. I need treatment, examinations, and follow-up on a regular basis, but the hospitals in which I used to follow up were bombed and the other one was turned into military barracks. All I need now is to leave Gaza for treatment, preserve my life, and live with my family in peace.

We're a family of 4, including my 12 and 7 year old children.

I had been diagnosed with a tumor in the pancreas as a result of inhaling phosphorus in a previous war. A couple years after being exposed to phosphorus, I became pregnant, and the fetus was pressing on the tumor, which drew the doctor’s attention to the cancer. My fetus was emergency aborted, and the spleen, 80% of the pancreas, and part of the small intestine were removed. I complained every now and then of a lot of pain as a result of the removal of part of the pancreas. I was having follow up care in the Turkish Friendship Hospital for hematology and tumors. But since the beginning of October, I have not been able to follow up because the hospital has turned into a military barracks.

The remaining part is talking about multiple sclerosis:

In 2018, I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I had many complications, such as inflammation of the seventh nerve in the eye, the inability to walk with balance, movement with difficulty, and many symptoms. I was then required to take 12 injections every month and many medications and vitamins. I was following up at the Nasser Medical Complex in Khan Yunis, but unfortunately the hospital was out of service due to the war. So for a long time I have not received any injections. MS is truly difficult and it controls my life completely, and the attacks occur in many and varied ways.”

A note about her breathing apparatus:

Because people in displacement have to wait in long queues and pay to use the bathroom, Nara had started to restrict her water intake because of a UTI she never has been able to heal from. This has created a problem with raised levels of potassium, so doctors have placed her on oxygen for fear of the potassium affecting her heart.

Goals

she needs at least $15,000 to evacuate

2 adults at $5,000 each

2 children at $2,500 each

this price is subject to increase due to the cost of registration for evacuation continuing to go up

The other money will go to the cost of treatment and living costs.

Nara chooses to stay anonymous because she has had to mask her disabilities so much that only her family knows about her MS and Cancer, so we have not linked her instagram, but we are in direct contact with her and can verify that she is who she says she is! Because of this, she cannot promote her own fundraiser, so it is our job to collectively do it for her!

[Image Description: a digital illustration by @k8deciccio of Nara, a Pal-eh-stienian woman wearing a black hijab/outfit with purple highlights. She has a breathing apparatus that is bulbous that goes in her nose. Text Reads: Help Narawith Cancer and MS Treatment, She Must Evacuate with her family of 4. $30k goal givebutter.com/NaraMedicalAid . There is a QR code in the bottom right corner that goes to her support link. The @FedUp4Palestine logo is in the top left corner.]

[t34-mt]

Look out for the star, you'll know when they aim at you

alt version of the piece + the thumbnail done on ms paint, rest is rendered on rebelle 7 i honestly appreciate the posing more here thought maanuls have difficulties raising their arms their high.

the maanul is sitting down on their posterior, their posture isn't straight lol

very good diagram of how it is

[u2hearts]

Wheelchair Isn’t Only For Transportation

So I have to say I’ve never been so happy to have my chair. Who knew that I would have missed my chair so much. I am not one who usually spreads love to Kit, my main wheelchair. I probably spend more time cursing at some misfunction or slow maneuver. However, I never realized how much this chair did for me until I didn’t have it for 2+ months. I don’t think I’ll be cursing my chair anytime soon.…

[crippledpunks]

cleaning is extremely difficult. cleaning your home, your office, your car, your personal space, your clothes, your body, anything- cleaning is an intensive process that involves a lot of small movements, focus, and stamina. many people struggle with the various aspects of cleaning, whether it's the executive function involved with executing or conceptualizing each step involved, fatigue from having to gather supplies and move around, pain from long periods of time on one's feet or repetitive motion, drain from struggling to focus, or whatever else,

a lot of people are affected by the difficulty of cleaning. depression, adhd, schizophrenia, autism, fibromyalgia, hypermobile joints, EDS, POTS, MS, chronic GI problems, chronic pain, chronic fatigue and other disabling conditions can make cleaning and keeping a space clean over time very difficult if not impossible for a lot of people- please be kind to those who struggle with cleaning, and kinder to yourself if you struggle to keep up with cleaning. it is a very difficult task. it's not your fault you struggle with it.

[xoheewon]

His Majesty- PSH

synopsis: you’re the prince’s new attendant, attending not only to him but also to his son. what’s in store for you in the circle of the “cold” and “heartless” prince?

genre: fluff, angst(?), smut (one smut scene lmao), royalty au, dilf!sunghoon, prince!sunghoon

pairing: sunghoon x f!reader

wc: 5k

warnings: smut, pussy eating, unprotected sex, breeding, dick sucking, cursing, fingering, violence(?), gossip

note: ignore the formatting, i’m too lazy to change it, also excuse any typos/grammar inaccuracies 😁 i hope y’all enjoy this! this is my second time writing smut so hopefully again, not ass lol.

Becoming the prince's new personal attendant was a huge honor and opportunity you could not pass up. Your family was struggling immensely and taking this job would help stabilize you financially.

You’ve heard rumors about the prince, that he’s cold and heartless. You didn’t care, as long as your family was taken care of. You’re not fragile, you’ve been through enough to handle him.

You currently find yourself in the presence of the head attendant. The one who attends to the king and queen.

“You will attend to any and all needs of the prince, regardless of its difficulty or convenience. This also means attending to the prince’s son. He’s a year old and requires attention at all times.”

Wait, the prince has a son?

“I can see the look on your face. Yes, the prince has a son. It was unexpected and sudden but he loves his son very much, and you must treat him with the utmost care.

You nod, taking in her words with complete seriousness.

“The prince also has his concubines, you do not need to attend to them, but do be mindful of your interaction with them.”

Of course he has concubines, a typical man.

“How many are there?” You ask.

“3, Seyoon, Ana, and Jiseul. Don’t get in their way and you’ll be fine. And don’t tell anyone I told you this, but the prince definitely favors Jiseul.”

She leans in closer, lowering her voice to a whisper,

“I know she hopes for a more…romantic relationship with him and for that reason she’s very possessive. Definitely don’t get in her way, the other two are nicer, but I would still avoid them.”

You take everything in and nod. Okay, you can do this.

The attendant continues, “You will address the prince as ‘your majesty’ and that only. Same goes for the king and queen shall you ever encounter them. You will address his concubines as ‘ms’.

The only one you can address informally here is the prince’s son, his name is Taesun,” she takes a breather, “you will begin attending to the prince immediately, go to him and do what he tells you. If your services are not needed at the moment you shall attend to his son.”

With that, she takes off, giving you an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

You already memorized where everything is in the castle after your tour, your own room is in a section of the castle reserved for staff.

Taking a deep breath, you make your way to the prince’s room.

Before you can knock, you hear a loud moan from behind the door.

“Fuck, Sunghoon!”

Oh. He must be busy.

You can’t help but roll your eyes, how uncouth.

Figuring he doesn’t need you at the moment, you instead venture off to find Taesun.

The attendant, who said to call her Yeeun, told you the baby was with his grandparents.

This may give you the opportunity to introduce yourself to the king and queen. Even if the prince is cold and heartless, maybe they’re not.

You make your way to their chambers, hearing a loud coo, telling you Taesun is with them.

You knock, albeit hesitantly, waiting to be invited inside.

“Come in!”

You open the door, immediately bowing and introducing yourself, “Your majesties, I am the prince’s new personal attendant. It's an honor to be in your presence.”

“And what’s your name, dear?” The queen asks, holding Taesun. You can’t help but coo internally, he’s the cutest baby you’ve ever seen.

“Y/N, your majesty. I went to the prince’s room to see if my services were needed but he seemed…preoccupied, so I came to find Taesun instead.”

Both the king and queen roll their eyes at your words, “That boy, he’s too obsessed with sex. Maybe you’ll be a breath of fresh air for him,” the king says.

“I’ll do my best. Does Taesun need to be attended to?”

“Yes actually,” the queen starts, “it’s time for his feeding. You can take him.”

You walk forward, carefully taking Taesun into your arms.

“You’re very pretty dear,” the queen says, making you blush.

“Coming from you, your majesty, I’m honored.”

You bid them farewell, taking Taesun to the kitchen where his milk and bottles are.

It’s somewhat hard to do one handed, but you manage to make a bottle for him.

You weren’t told where to feed him, so you take him back to your room.

Inside your room, it’s somewhat dark and dingy but it’s enough.

You notice a crib in the corner of the room, you figure you’ll have Taesun enough to have a place for him to sleep in your room.

As you feed him, his big eyes look into yours and he smiles. You smile back, brushing your thumb along his soft cheek.

He takes about 20 minutes to finish the bottle, and after he’s done, you gently begin to burp him, with a cloth over your shoulder in case.

Within another half an hour, after he’s been burped, he begins to yawn, and you gather he’s ready for a nap.

You gently lay him in the crib, making sure there’s nothing restricting him or in his way.

He falls asleep quickly and you do your best to not make any noise.

There’s a small dresser with books in it, so you pick one up to pass the time.

It’s only an hour later when there’s a faint knock on your door.

You check to make sure Taesun hasn’t woken, before answering the door.

The prince stands there with a woman you can only assume is one of his concubines.

You bow immediately, “Your majesty, Ms.”

“You're my new attendant?”

His voice is rough and monotone.

You look up, meeting his eyes, they're dark with no light in them.

Nodding, you stand up straight, “Yes, your majesty.”

He moves past you as does the woman, and you don’t miss the dirty look she gives you.

You shouldn’t assume, but you have a feeling this must be Jiseul.

The prince makes his way to the crib where his son rests, running a hand over his forehead.

“Has he eaten?”

“Yes, your majesty, he ate and was burped. I put him down an hour ago.”

“It’s about time for him to wake up,” the prince says, and just as he finishes his sentence, Taesun begins to cry.

Sunghoon immediately picks him up, shushing him, “It’s okay, daddy’s here.”

You see his eyes change in that moment, from dark and lifeless to full of love.

Taesun continues to cry, no matter how much his father coos and shushes him.

“Here let me,” the woman says, taking Taesun from his father, “Hi sweetie, it’s auntie Jiseul!”

Ah, so you were right.

But no matter how much Jiseul rocks him, he refuses to stop crying.

It’s starting to hurt your ears with how loud his cries are, you walk forward, “May I?”

Jiseul gives you another look, but you ignore it as you take Taesun into your arms.

Once he sees you, his cries immediately cease, and instead he begins to smile and laugh.

You murmur sweet words to him, tickling his belly as he laughs loudly.

You look up and the prince and Jiseul are looking at you astounded.

“No ones ever been able to get him to stop crying so quickly,” the prince says.

You give him back to Sunghoon, who smiles down at his son.

“Is there anything you need from me, your majesty?” You ponder.

“No, not at the moment. We’ll go.”

With that, he and Jiseul leave with Taesun.

You huff, Taesun wasn’t any hard work but something about the other two made you suddenly feel exhausted.

The next day, after washing up and making yourself presentable, you make your way to the prince’s room.

You knock and enter after hearing him invite you in.

“Good morning, your majesty, may I be of any assistance?”

“Yes, we’re having breakfast with the Sim’s, please attend to me. Afterwards, I’ll have you take Taesun.”

You immediately begin gathering an outfit for the prince.

He’s in a robe, you assume fresh out of the shower.

You get undergarments for him as well as a shirt and slacks.

When you turn back around, the prince has dropped his robe.

You squeak, turning back around immediately.

“What? Never seen a man naked before?”

He’s teasing you, you can tell by the tone in his voice. What happened to the cold and heartlessness?

Suddenly, you feel his presence behind you.

His hand runs up your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake.

“Shouldn’t you turn around and face me?” He teases, lightly pushing your shoulder so you’re turned.

You avoid looking in his eyes or looking down.

His hand finds your chin, pushing your head up so your eyes meet.

“You’re a pretty thing, you know that?”

You can’t think of a response without making a fool out of yourself, so you just hand him his underwear and pants.

He chuckles, taking the garments from you and stepping back to put them on.

Once his bottom half is covered, you assist him in putting on his shirt and buttoning it.

Taesun is in his crib, watching intently.

“Take Taesun to the garden, he likes looking at the flowers,” Sunghoon says, adjusting his collar.

You nod, taking Taesun out of his crib as he babbles.

You open the door to find Jiseul about to knock.

Bowing, you walk past her, making your way to the garden.

Taesun immediately starts grabbing at the flowers, giggling and smiling.

You point out the types of flowers to him. Dahlia, carnation, rose, tulip, iris.

You know he doesn’t understand, but you enjoy talking to him anyway.

After soaking in the sun and admiring the flowers, a servant comes outside, garnering your attention.

“Your presence is requested in the dining room, Y/N,” she says, not giving you a chance to ask what for.

You waste no time and make your way to the dining room, Taesun in your arms.

The dining room is full, with the king and queen along with who you assume are the Sim’s.

“There they are,” the queen says, gesturing to you and Taesun.

You bow your head slightly, not wanting to rock Taesun too much, “Good morning.”

“This is Chaeyoon and Hyungjae Sim and their son, Jake,” the king introduces them, bowing their heads to you.

“Y/N is lovely and already has Sunghoon’s favor which is unseen,” the queen says, looking at you adoringly.

“Dada,” Taesun mumbles, and you begin to hand him over to Sunghoon.

Sunghoon stops you, instead pulling you down into his lap.

You blush, whispering “Your majesty, this isn’t appropriate.”

“Whatever I want to do, is appropriate.”

That shuts you up and you quietly bounce Taesun in your lap while everyone else stares at you.

Sunghoon continues the conversation like nothing is off and you keep quiet, not speaking unless you’re spoken to.

“It’s time for Taesun’s feeding,” you whisper to Sunghoon as the baby starts to whine.

“Let’s go then,” he replies.

You stand up as does the prince.

“Excuse us,” he says to the table, “Y/N and I must attend to Taesun.”

Sunghoon doesn’t waste another second, nor wait for an answer before guiding you out of the dining room with a hand on your lower back.

Neither of you say a word, making your way to the kitchen to fetch a bottle.

Sunghoon watches you feed Taesun, feeling something he can’t describe.

“I’m intrigued by you,” he says.

You look up, eyes wide.

“What do you mean, your majesty?”

“There’s something about you,” he responds, “I can’t put my finger on what it is though.”

You nod, “Well, I hope whatever it is, it’s good.”

Sunghoon doesn’t say anything else.

Once you’ve finished feeding and burping Taesun, you hand him over to his father.

“I’ll take care of him from here, you go rest,” the prince tells you.

You bow, “Yes, your majesty.”

You leave him in the kitchen, making your way back to your room.

Before you can make it there, a hand grabs you from behind, making you spin around.

Jiseul stands there, looking furious.

“Can I help you, Ms?”

“Yes, you can, by staying the hell away from Sunghoon!”

You sigh, “That’s kind of hard, considering I’m his attendant, Ms.”

“I saw you in the dining room, all cozy on his lap. Don’t act like you don’t want him. You’re nothing but a whore tasked to help him, no more, no less.”

You gulp, trying not to get frustrated, “I do not want his majesty, and yes I am nothing more than an attendant. I will continue to do my job with less interaction.”

“Good,” she says, “and don’t let me see you all over him again.”

With that, she turns and walks away.

You finally get inside your room, trudging to your bed.

You’re ready for this day to be over.

As you lay down, you close your eyes and surely enough, you fall asleep quickly.

When you open your eyes, it’s night time.

You don’t know how long you slept for, but clearly, you needed it.

A loud babble catches your attention, and you see Taesun in the crib of your room.

“What are you doing here?” You say sweetly, making your way to him.

Picking him up, you rock him in your arms as he giggles.

“Your dad must be busy, huh?”

Taesun just gurgles in response.

“I hope he keeps our relationship professional, I don’t need anybody targeting me.” You sigh, taking him back to bed with you.

As you hold him in your arms, your eyes begin to droop again.

You don’t even hear the knock on your door.

It opens and Sunghoon stands there, looking around until his eyes find you, half asleep with Taesun in your arms, he chuckles.

He closes the door, making his way over to you.

You suddenly perk up, “Your majesty! I didn’t hear you come in!”

“You look comfortable,” he says, sitting on the edge of the bed by your feet.

“I’m so sorry. I woke up and Taesun was watching me so I figured we could just rest for a couple more minutes. He’ll probably be up now, I’m sorry.”

Sunghoon shakes his head, “Don’t worry about it.”

Before you know it, you and Sunghoon are engaging in rapid conversation.

He asks about your life in the kingdom, why you wanted this job, and other minuscule things.

You ask about him, trying not to be too intrusive.

But Sunghoon opens up well, telling you everything you want to know.

He’s actually not cold and heartless, in fact he’s the opposite. He’s sweet, kind and loving.

Especially towards his son, who you learned was conceived by a former concubine who baby trapped him.

She thought she’d be given the honor of marrying the prince, but instead she was kicked to the curb and had custody taken away from her.

It’s terrible that the prince's trust was betrayed like that.

You wonder if any of his other concubines wish for a higher position than just concubines? Probably Jiseul, at the very least. She’s the only one you’ve encountered, the other two seem very…in the wind.

“What’s going through that pretty head of yours?” Sunghoon asks, pinching your leg.

“Nothing,” you say, “just…surprised. You’re nothing like what people think of you. Like what I thought of you.”

He waves his hand, “It’s common, you have nothing to worry about.”

Taesun suddenly begins to squirm in your arms, having woken up from his own nap.

He looks at you, smiling and babbling.

“Hey, look who’s here. It’s daddy!” You hold him up, facing Sunghoon who smiles gleefully.

“There’s my big guy,” he says, taking Taesun.

He kisses his son on the cheek, while Taesun has his eyes focused on you.

“You like Y/N, yeah?” Sunghoon coos.

Taesun is suddenly reaching his arms out, making grabby hands towards you, “Mama.”

Both you and Sunghoon freeze, looking up at each other in somewhat horror.

“Mama!” Taesun repeats, still reaching for you.

“I- oh my god. I’m so sorry! I don’t know why he’s saying that,” you say, fully in shock.

“I don’t know what to say,” Sunghoon responds, “he’s never said mama before. Don’t say sorry! I just don’t know where this is suddenly coming from.”

You curl up, putting space between you and the prince.

Sunghoon stares at Taesun in his hands, before looking up at you.

“If you don’t mind, can he continue to call you that? It’s totally okay if not, but he’s never had a mother figure.”

You’re flabbergasted. The prince is asking you to act as a mother to his son?

“I… okay. That’s fine, your majesty.”

“Sunghoon, call me Sunghoon.”

You take a second, feeling it at the tip of your tongue, “Sunghoon.”

You make eye contact with the prince and he smiles at you, a genuine smile.

Smiling back, the moment is interrupted by Taesun, “Mama! Mama!”

“Okay,” Sunghoon laughs, “go to mama.”

Your heart skips a beat at his words, you, mama?

Taesun crawls on the bed, back into your arms.

“Mama’s here.”

In 2 days, you managed to capture the attention of the prince and his son.

You just hope this doesn’t put a target on your back.

It’s been about 2 weeks since you started your job and you’ve been loving it.

You and Sunghoon actually feel like friends, as crazy as that sounds.

Taesun is obsessed with calling you mama.

It comes out of his mouth almost every minute.

You’re starting to love him, as if he was your own.

Making your way through the hallways, you hear a whisper of your name.

You pause in your step, hiding behind a corner to hear the conversation.

“I heard she was so desperate, she begged the prince to make her one of his concubines.”

What?

“Rumor says he only allowed it because Taesun likes her.”

What bullshit are they spouting?

You frown, why would people think this of you?

“Eavesdropping? That’s not very nice,” a voice says behind you.

You turn, facing Jiseul as she smirks at you.

“Did you start those rumors?” You ask, anger making its way onto your face.

“Maybe I did, it only makes sense, doesn’t it?”

You hate that smug tone in her voice.

Before you can stop yourself, your hand is coming up and making contact with her cheek.

The sound resonates in the quiet hallway.

“You bitch! Did you just slap me?” She nearly screams.

You hear footsteps shuffling towards you as the two servants who were talking about you make their way to you.

“Y/N! What are you doing?” One of them says, grabbing your shoulders.

You yank yourself out of her hold, “Don’t touch me!”

Turning to face Jiseul, you step closer until there’s little space between you.

“Don’t fuck with me, you’ll regret it.”

She gapes at you, as do the servants watching you walk off back to your room.

Once inside, you just scream.

“Fuck!” You scream, you just did something really bad.

You start to pace.

That was a mistake, you shouldn’t have done that.

But god, that bitch just pisses you off.

She clearly can’t stand the fact that you’ve gotten closer to Sunghoon but to stoop low enough to start rumors? What is she,12?

Your door suddenly opens, Sunghoon enters the room and he doesn’t look happy.

“Did you really slap Jiseul? What the hell is wrong with you?”

Of course she ran to Sunghoon.

Is he going to believe you?

“She started rumors about me and was mocking me about them, I just snapped!” You defend yourself diligently, refusing to back down.

“What rumors?” Sunghoon asks, closing the door behind him.

“That I,” you sigh, tears prick your eyes and you look up to not let them fall, “that I begged you for sex. To be one of your concubines.”

Sunghoon’s face poses one of confusion.

“Jiseul did that? Are you sure?”

“She doesn’t like the fact that we’re kinda friends! She told me 2 weeks ago to stay away from you. You may not believe me but honestly I don’t care, but I know the truth!”

You wipe the tears now falling from your eyes, not wanting him to see you vulnerable.

He stands there, taking in everything you said, “I’ll handle it. Just don’t go slapping people, okay?”

You nod, sniffling as he leaves the room.

Making your way to your bed, you lay there as you cry.

He said he would handle it, but why does it feel like you just got scolded?

You don’t know how long you lay there crying, but after what seems like forever, a knock is heard at your door.

Getting up, you wipe your eyes and face, trying to make yourself look presentable.

When you open the door, the queen is standing there with Taesun in hand.

“Hello dear, he was asking for his mama.”

You take Taesun eagerly, at least one person here didn’t think the worst of you.

“Is something wrong, sweetheart?” The queen asks, stroking your shoulder.

Shaking your head, you speak, “No, your majesty. I’m fine, especially now that he’s here,” gesturing to Taesun.

“My husband and I were hoping you’d join us for dinner,” she says.

“You want me to join you?” You ask in shock.

Oh no, are they going to fire you for what you did?

“Yes, we want to get to know you more, so please, do join us.”

You give her the okay and she leaves Taesun with you.

Putting Taesun in his crib, you begin to wash up and change for dinner.

As you're changing your dress, your door opens, Sunghoon enters.

“Sunghoon!” You squeal, your arms coming up to cover your bare chest.

You turn away from him, making him see your back.

Hearing the door close, Sunghoon makes his way to you, his hand running up your back, sending shivers down your spine.

“I’m sorry,” he starts, “I should’ve knocked.”

His chest meets your back as you stand with little to no space between you.

“Sunghoon,” you whisper, licking your dry lips as his hands cup your shoulders.

He pulls your dress up, covering your breasts as you let your arms fall.

Once you’re fully situated, he zips your dress, his cold hands ghosting across your warm skin.

“Let’s go to dinner,” he says.

You pick Taesun up, holding him with one arm while Sunghoon takes the hand of your other.

Making your way to dinner, you ignore the heat rising to your cheeks.

Why does this feel so domestic? Like, you’re a family?

Is that what you secretly want?

Maybe Jiseul is right, maybe you do want the prince.

Dinner goes smoothly, the king and queen ask you plenty of questions about your life, but never do they sound condescending or rude.

After dinner is finished, Sunghoon asks his parents to take Taesun.

“Y/N and I have some business to attend to,” he tells them.

They look at him suspiciously, but don’t question him.

But that doesn’t mean you’re not confused, what business is he talking about?”

Sunghoon leads you through the castle until you’re faced with his own bedroom door.

His bedroom, somewhere you’ve never been.

As he opens the door, the smell of mint and pine make their presence known.

Both of you take your shoes off.

“What are we doing, Sunghoon?”

He closes the door behind you and you can hear the lock turn.

There’s an ottoman in front of his bed that Sunghoon sits on, his legs spread.

And oh, does his lap look inviting.

“Come.” He pats his lap.

You’re hesitant but don’t want to disobey him, so you quietly walk forward, steps slow.

You sit on his lap and his hands immediately find your waist.

“I took care of Jiseul,” he whispers into your ear.

You gulp, his voice is husky and you try not to let it get to you.

“What did you do?”

“Told her if she ever threatens you again, she’ll pay the price.”

“But why?” You ask, “I’m nothing more than your attendant, at best your friend. She’s been with you for how long?”

“It doesn’t matter,” he says, “I care about you in a way I’ve never cared for another person, other than Taesun that is.”

You can’t help but squirm in his lap.

The way he talks is mesmerizing. You can’t help the wetness that pools between your thighs.

You know it’s wrong, you shouldn’t be thinking of him in this way, but damn if he’s not attractive.

His hand trails up your back, pulling down your dress zipper.

Your breath catches in your throat as his hands pull your arms out of the dress, dragging it down until it’s bunched at your waist.

His head hooks on your shoulder, hands coming up to cup your breasts.

You gasp, “Sunghoon, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Why,” he hums, “what’s so wrong about this?”

His fingers tweak your nipples and a moan rips out of your throat.

“Sensitive hmm?” He teases, squeezing your breasts in his large hands.

You lean back, your back meeting his chest.

“Sunghoon,” you whimper, squirming in his lap again.

You can feel his dick hardening in his pants.

At least you’re not the only one feeling something.

“Stand up,” he says, and you listen.

He pulls your dress the rest of the way down, leaving you in your panties, before taking you back into his lap.

“What do you want from me, baby?” He asks, rubbing his hands up and down your arms, leaving goosebumps.

“Want you,” you whine.

“Want me where? Show me.”

You take his left hand, bringing it down to your soaked panties.

Sunghoon breathes heavily, “All for me?”

You nod, squealing as his fingers make their way inside your underwear, rubbing up and down your folds.

He pulls them out, bringing the fingers to his mouth, moaning around them at the taste of you.

“So good, baby.”

He brings them back to your folds, this time, rubbing soft, lazy circles on your clit.

“So fucking wet for me, god I could drown in this pussy.”

He inserts a finger inside your hole, the tightness making him hiss in need.

Soon he has two fingers inside, pumping them in and out, curling them in just the right ways.

Sunghoon takes his fingers out, making you whine in protest.

“Patience,” he says.

He gathers your legs in one hand while the other wraps around your back, lifting you up as he stands.

“I need my mouth on you immediately.”

He places you on the bed, climbing on it and in between your legs.

His gaze is hungry as he begins to pull your panties down your legs.

Throwing them somewhere, he wastes no time.

His tongue swipes up and down your folds, his lips coming up to suck on your clit.

“Fuck, Sunghoon!” You’re nearly screaming as he moves between sucking your clit and fucking your hole with his tongue.

Your hands grab his hair, messing up the previously near locks.

You feel your orgasm approaching quickly, letting Sunghoon know with a whine and a tug on his hair.

He doesn’t stop thrusting his tongue inside you until you’re cumming on it.

Lapping up all your cum, he leaves one last kiss on your clit before coming up.

His mouth is covered in your release and you feel almost proud, like you’re claiming him.

Snapped out of your daze, you see Sunghoon pulling his pants and underwear down, letting his cock spring free.

It’s thick and long, veiny and bulging with the tip raging red.

You salivate, wanting nothing more than to have him in your mouth.

“You want my cock in your pretty little mouth?” He says, noticing your eyes on it.

You hum, opening your mouth and lolling your tongue out.

Sunghoon curses, head thrown back as he makes his way up the bed.

His knees rest on either side of your body while he taps the tip of his cock on your tongue before sliding it into your awaiting mouth.

He groans at the heat and wetness, sliding in and out, fucking your mouth.

Your tongue swirls around his head, dipping it into his slit.

“Fuck, such a warm, pretty mouth. All mine, yeah?”

You nod as best as you can with his cock down your throat, gagging slightly as it reaches the back.

Sunghoon picks up the pace, using your mouth until he’s cumming inside it.

You swallow all his cum eagerly, showing him as he chuckles, “Good girl.”

Sunghoon maneuvers back down the bed until he’s faced with your cunt again. Your hole is clenching, begging for his cock.

He guides his cock to your hole, slowly slipping inside as you moan.

Starting slow so as not to hurt you, he thrusts taking in the tightness around his cock.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, love this pussy.”

The only thing you can manage is to moan, repeatedly.

“Fuck Sunghoon, so good. Love your cock, so much,” you say, a permanent whine in your voice.

“Yeah? You love my cock?”

You nod incessantly.

He picks up the pace, thrusting faster and harder as his tip kisses your cervix.

You scream, the pleasure almost painful.

“Gonna cum in this cunt, breed you. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, Sunghoon, yes! Love it.”

Tears roll down your cheeks as he fucks you.

Soon, you’re cumming again, creaming around Sunghoon’s cock.

He follows, cumming inside, painting your walls white.

Once he’s done, he pulls out, his cum immediately leaking out of you.

He takes two fingers and stuffs it back in, making you whimper.

“I meant it when I said I’d breed you.”

He lays next to you, as you breathe heavily, coming down from your own high.

“You know, after this, I know I can’t let you go, ever,” Sunghoon says.

“I don’t mind that, but what does that make us? I don’t wanna be one of your concubines, Sunghoon.”

“You won’t be, you’ll be mine. And I’ll be yours.”

“You’d give up your concubines, just like that?”

“For you? Anything.”

He looks into your eyes, leaning forward and leaving a passionate kiss on your lips. You kiss back with equal passion, pulling him closer.

Sleep overtakes you soon enough, with Sunghoon’s arm wrapped around your waist.

Seyoon, Ana and Jiseul move out the next day.

You don’t miss the glare Jiseul sends you, but you ignore it.

Sunghoon is yours and you’re his.

Whatever that means for the future, you’re not sure, but for now this is good enough.

As you change Taesun’s diaper, Sunghoon comes up from behind you, leaving a kiss on your neck.

“How’s my beautiful girl?”

“Good, great, amazing, everything,” you laugh.

“That’s all I could ask for.”

Washing your hands, you put Taesun on the floor.

Sunghoon pulls you towards him, dropping a kiss on your lips.

Something moving out of the corner of your eye catches your attention.

“Oh my god! Sunghoon, Taesun is walking!”

Sunghoon whips around and sure enough, his son is on his feet, walking towards the bed.

“Holy shit!”

Taesun makes it to the bed, holding onto the railing as he giggles up at you both.

“Taesun, you’re amazing!” Sunghoon picks the boy up, swinging him in his arms.

You take him into your arms, kissing all over his face.

“Mama’s so proud of you!”

Sunghoon looks at you both, the most important people to him, and smiles.

This is his family.

[thelastsequence]

Taking on the school bully Pt. 2

Sub M!Reader x G!P ITZY Yeji

Part 1 | Part 2

The bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. As usual, I packed my things and walked over to Yeji’s desk, waiting patiently for her to be done. It had become my daily ritual; I would follow Yeji home every day after class and she would fuck my throat. Of course, sometimes there would be some studying involved, but it would mostly end up with her cock in my mouth anyway.

Yeji grabbed my hand and we walked out of class together. There had been some rumours spreading, with people noticing how much Yeji was together with me nowadays. Some students thought we were a couple now while some had more… wild ideas. It did feel a little uneasy to suddenly be the center of attention, but I tried my best to focus on my assignments.

Once again, Felix picked us up from school and we went up to Yeji’s room again. She grumbled and sat on the bed with a sigh.

“Class was sooo boring today, wasn’t it? I’m surprised I didn’t fall asleep.”

“Yeah, I mean, Ms Taeyeon’s classes are usually like that, aren’t they?”

She shrugged her shoulders and lay down, leaving me staring at her awkwardly. Her perky breasts strained against her white uniform top, her chest heaving softly as she scrolled on her phone. With a small motion, her delicate slender fingers beckoned me and I moved closer to her.

“Today, we’re gonna do something different okay? I hope you’re ready, Hyung-soo.”

“Wh-what is it?”

“I’ll tell you later, now… time to get to work.”

I nodded and got onto the bed, lying next to her. She immediately dove in and gave me an aggressive kiss, her tongue furiously intertwining with mine. I moaned softly as she began holding onto me with her left hand, fondling my nipples at the same time with her right. She began to get messier with her tongue, leaving trails of spit around my mouth and on my chin.

When she tapped my waist twice, it was her signal for me to go down on her. Obediently, I got up and knelt in front of her, my hands unzipping her skirt again. Inhaling the intoxicating scent of her shaft, I shuddered as I savoured the enjoyable fragrance. Her pink tip was already leaking glistening precum which I quickly lapped up.

Yeji moaned lustily as my tongue met her flesh. I continued to lick at her cockhead, coating it in saliva as I tried to coax more precum out.

“Does it taste good, Hyung-soo?” She whispered while patting my head.

“Yeah… it always does, Yeji…” I continued devouring her cock, giving long sweeping licks along her shaft. I also didn’t forget to pay attention to her balls, sucking them one by one in my mouth before releasing them with a lewd pop sound.

“F-fuck… Hyung-soo, you’re getting better and better…” I smiled contentedly at her, with a string of spit connecting her tip to my lips. Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth wide and took her entire length into my mouth. I was getting used to deepthroating her with practice and I could now fit her whole shaft without much difficulty. With the spit that was flowing down her cock, I used it to lube her balls and massage them with my hands.

By now, Yeji was hurling expletives loudly across the room, bucking her hips and thrusting deeper into my mouth. Based on her actions, it felt like she was going to ruin my throat again.

All of a sudden, she pulled out of my mouth and gave me a wet kiss, tasting her cock on my lips. I was a little surprised, as she would usually facefuck me until she dumped a load down my throat. I guess today was different.

“I’ve been wanting to try something with you, Hyung-soo… Get on the bed and lie on your back, okay?” Yeji said to me. There was a glint of pure lust in her eyes, a slight shakiness in her voice that threatened to give away her desire. I nodded nervously and did as she said, still unsure about where she was going with this.

I felt her smooth delicate hands pull down my trousers, following a cheeky slap of my ass. I grunted, feeling a slight stinging sensation on my skin.

“Yeji, what are you going to do?”

“Don’t worry baby, just relax…”

I heard her open the drawer on her pink bedside table and take something out. One of her hands began massaging my bottom, when there was a sudden cold liquid trickling onto my exposed hole. I gasped in surprise, with Yeji coating my butthole with the cold fluid.

“Yeji, is that…”

“Yes, it’s lube, baby…”

Oh god. I hadn’t expected this when I stepped into her house today. Maybe one part of me knew this was going to come some day, but not this soon.

Yeji was going to fuck me.

I felt a solitary finger slowly inch its way into my rear, eliciting a muffled moan from me. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, as my walls immediately clenched around her intruding finger.

“Ooh, so tight, Hyung-soo… What a cute little virgin ass.” Yeji muttered with a giggle. She continued gently fingering me and getting my asshole to get used to this new feeling. I kept moaning uncontrollably, my body reacting to this newfound pleasure.

After a while, she applied more lube and stuck a second finger inside, beginning to finger me with more force. This time, it hurt a little which made me grip her bedsheets tightly. Seeing my reaction, Yeji slowed her pace down and patted my head.

“Come on, baby, be a good boy…” I nodded and let her increase her speed. I felt her fingers go deeper and deeper with each thrust, almost reaching my prostate. She suddenly stopped, leaving her two delicate fingers inside my ass. I involuntarily started grinding on her fingers, and fucking myself on them. I didn’t even realise it, I guess my body wanted it that badly.

“Wow… you’re moving your ass on your own, I guess you’re ready for the real thing, Hyung-soo…” she whispered sultrily in my ear.

“Yes, Yeji… please…” I could only moan out weakly.

She slapped her majestic cock on my bare ass cheeks a couple of times, before finally easing the tip into my tight hole. I couldn’t control myself as I moaned loudly, the pain and pleasure coalescing into a new experience for my body. I clenched tightly around Yeji’s shaft as she slowly penetrated deeper into me.

A contented sigh escaped her lips, her hand grabbing onto my bare ass. She sighed contently as she bottomed out inside of me.

“Yeji… it’s so biiiig…” I felt my voice reach a pitch higher than normal, whining as Yeji started thrusting into me at a slow rhythm. I could feel her shaft getting harder inside me, as it kept hitting my prostate. She poured more lube into my crack and started pounding me with more speed.

This new sensation of being filled up by a large cock was overwhelming, my brain spinning wildly. I was unable to form coherent thoughts as Yeji plowed deeper and deeper into me. All I could focus on was how good her dick felt inside me and how I wanted to milk her heavy balls.

Yeji’s hands had an iron grip around my waist, I could only squirm in futile protest to her invading shaft. My moans contrasted with her grunts, an erotic symphony filling her room. Soon I felt her thrusts become more erratic and forceful and her nails dug into my skin.

“I’m close Hyung-soo… Take my cum, bitchboy…” I could feel her cock throb inside me, a sign that she was about to release her seed inside me.

“I’m cumming, baby, I’m gonna fucking cum inside you…” Yeji’s moans grew louder and louder, until her cock went all the way inside me. I felt her warm liquid gush into my tight hole, coating my walls in her sticky cum.

“Oh my… Yeji… that’s so much…”

She pulled her cock out which made my stomach churn for a split second. Now that there was nothing plugging my hole, her cum flowed out freely, a creamy stain of how Yeji had used my ass.

“I can’t believe I just took your virginity, baby boy… You’re so fucking tight.” Yeji smiled devilishly before kissing my cheek. She moved closer to me, her dripping cock a few inches in front of my face. Without a second thought, I licked her shaft clean of cum, making sure to swallow every last salty drop. Yeji moaned again while gently stroking my hair.

“You’re getting better at this Hyung-soo… I didn’t know you would be so tight for me.” She said as she sat next to me, holding onto my arm.

“Thanks Yeji, I’m glad you enjoyed it…” I whispered contentedly to her.

“So… are we gonna study or what?

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Hi everyone! Thanks for the support on my first fic <3 I hope you enjoy Part 2 as well! Sorry if it feels a little rushed 😭😭 I had some stuff going on and there's about to be a major milestone in my life soon which I'm preparing for. For my upcoming fics, I'm still undecided if I want to keep them in the same setting or a different one, so let me know your thoughts.

Cheers, Ren

[yujinnieswifeu]

HI HI HI I WAS WONDERING WHETHER YOU COULD DO doctor! ahn yujin x patient! reader smut & at the end of the fic, you reveal that they've actually been dating for awhile? thank youu

Pairings: sub!fem patient x dom!ahn yujin

Warnings: lots of smut ofc😋, orgasm denial

a/n: Omg anon you have such a creative mind😭😭 that’s so hot like imagine Yujin fucking you in her doctor outfit OMGGG😵‍💫, and the ending i interpreted it as they were having a role-play and then they kinda break out of character?? Hope that is what u meant anon!! 😭 anyws, kinda got overboard w this ask well, enjoy!🤭

It was your off day today and while you were at home, you realised you were feeling under the weather. You decided to take a visit to the nearest clinic which was within walking distance.

When you arrived, you walked to the counter, realising that it was a new receptionist. “Hi, i need to see the doctor since i’m feeling feverish.” You told her, and she nodded her head, keying some stuff in the computer before she looked back at you, giving you a soft smile. “I will call your name when it is your turn, please take a seat in the meantime.” You thanked her, before sitting at an empty seat.

Observing your surroundings, you took note of the various people here, there was only one other patient here and they were sitting near the doctor’s door. “You can go in now Mr Park.” The sound coming from the receptionist as she nodded to the male patient. Within seconds, he was in. After a few minutes of waiting, you saw that the patient came out, and after a while, it was your turn. “You can go in now Ms y/s/n.” You nodded your head, thanking her before knocking at the door.

You turned to knob, opening the door before closing it, and looking up at the doctor. You could feel your breath hitch when you laid eyes on her, how can someone be this handsome and pretty at the same time?

“So…Ms y/s/n, you said you were feeling feverish? Can you elaborate more?” You did not know why, but you felt like there was a lump forming at the back of your throat, and your heart only raced when she talked.

The doctor, Yujin (i have to add her name here if not it would just be doctor the entire time😭) just stared at you, waiting for a response as she raise a brow instead. “Hm….Ms y/s/n?” Her voice ringing out causes you to snap out of your haze, as you blinked at her a few times. “O-oh i’m sorry, would you mind to repeat your question?” You were sure your cheeks were red at this point. She only giggles, before repeating herself. This time, you hear her question and simply nod your head. “Yes, i’ve been feeling under the weather you see, and even experiencing some difficulty breathing.” You explained, and you could see her brows furrow in concern.

“I see. Since you mentioned that you are feeling feverish, have you checked your temperature yet?” You nodded your head yes at her question, unbeknowned to her, you actually haven’t, but you were sure you had no fever. “Yes and it came out as no fever.”

She nodded her head at your response. “I see, would you mind to go on that bed and lie down for me? I will have to check your pulse to know the cause.” She says, taking her stethoscope as she places it over her ears. You could only feel your heart race when she did so, never in your life had you seen a doctor looking this hot while doing that and it makes you gulp, getting up as you head to the bed, lying down as she instructed. Soon, she was next to you, and you felt her placing the chest piece where your heart was at, you prayed that she could not hear your heart beating instead, because you knew for a fact that it was beating fast.

You looked up at her, watching her brow furrow instead, before taking the chest piece away from the area. “Hm..for one, it seems your heart is beating pretty fast Ms y/s/n.” She looks down at you, her eyes locks on yours. You gulped slightly, watching her bite her lip, her eyes that was once focused now trailed down to your lips, before going back to your eyes. Did you see wrong? She just stared at your lips? The thoughts in your head was getting too much to handle as you sat up instead. “I-is that a problem?” You stutter out, and for a second, you thought you saw her smirking.

“Hm..yes, if you don’t mind to just lie back down, and i’ll have to check your pulse once more just to double confirm.” She said, her left hand on your shoulder as she helped you down on the bed again. Her small action causes your breathing to hitch once more, feeling nervous at this point. “If you don’t mind, would it be fine if you remove just your top two buttons? It will be more accurate to check your pulse with no interference.” She asked so innocently, it almost makes you shiver as you unbutton your top two buttons, and she smiled comfortingly, watching you unbutton, her eyes losing focus for a second before she regained her composure. “I’ll just check your pulse now.” She says, placing the chest piece now on your bare skin, the feeling of a cool object against your skin causes a shiver to run down your spine, your heart was racing even faster and you were sure she could hear it.

Instead of pulling away after a while, you felt the cool piece going lower, the feeling of the metal against the top of your nipple causes your breath to quicken. Yujin only smirks, through her ears, the sound of your heart beat was only increasing. She started to move the cool object around your nipple, and you let out a small moan. She took the object away, her eyes on yours now. “D-doctor, why did you do that?” You feign innocence, panting a little and she only inch closer to your face. “Maybe someone was being a tease when they stepped into this room.” She whispers, her hands now either side of your face as she traps you. “It’s not my fault..you look so good with your doctor outfit.” You mutter, biting your bottom lip nervously, and she notices it.

“You know my name right? I want to hear you call me by that.” Yujin rasps out, and you looked at her name tag, your eyes looking back up into hers, nodding your head, the flush apparent on your cheeks. “Yes Dr. Ahn.” You reply back and she smirks, her eyes look down at your lips, before looking back into your dark orbs. With an understanding look, she kisses you with need, her fingers now in your hair as she massages your scalp. You moan into her lips, feeling her tongue against yours, fighting for dominance and she wins easily, her tongue roams your mouth, the feeling only makes the area between your thighs throb with need.

Pulling away, Yujin looks at you, her eyes now full blown with lust as she stares at your disheveled form. “You’re so fucking bad huh, coming in, staring at me like that, you think i can’t see that in your eyes? The need?” Her voice comes out husky, her fingers wraps over your chin as she makes you look at her, and you only whimper. “Sit up.” It was an order, and one that you didn’t need to be told twice as you sat up on the bed, her hands now at your thighs as she spreads your legs apart, her body between them. She stares down, realising you were wearing nothing under your skirt which if you stood up, no one could tell, but when you bent, it would be obvious.

Fuck, it was making her go crazy. “What a slut..nothing underneath? No bra too? Don’t think i didn’t catch that.” She whispers against your ear, and your body trembles, moaning instead as her breath tickles your ears. “I-i just thought since it’s nearby i can just come here without them.” You thought of an excuse, squeaking out instead when you felt her squeeze harshly at your ass cheeks. “Don’t ever try that again when you come here, unless you want to get punished.” She growls, and you could feel a shiver running down your spine. Soon, she started to nip at your neck, your fingers instinctively go to the back of her head, arching your neck as you push her closer against your skin. She nips at the area, sucking on your sensitive spot which makes you arch your back, biting your lips to not make any noise.

Her head goes lower, her fingers clumsily undoing your buttons, finding purchase on your breasts as she fondled them. You gasp softly, and she kisses you to silence your moans, tugging harshly at your nipples as you whimper against her lips. Her fingers slides lower down your back, under your skirt, feeling your bare ass as she squeezes the skin there. Yujin had to hold herself back, squeezing harshly on the skin there instead, enough to leave a red mark. That would make up for not being able to land a slap on your ass since she knew she could not as people outside could hear the sound if she lands one. It makes you moan against her lips this time, your hands over her shoulders as you pull her body closer to yours.

Pulling away from the kiss, she lets you catch your breath. “I’m going to make this quick, and you better not make a sound, understand slut?” Her voice filled with desire and lust making you shiver, nodding your head desperately. “Y-yes Dr. Ahn.” She only smirked at your response, content with how you were being so good for her. She spreads your legs wider, and without a warning, plunges her 2 fingers into your heat. Your lips parts almost instantly at the feeling, gripping her shoulders tight as she moves her fingers mercilessly into your cunt. “D-Dr. Ahn, please slow d— nnnmmp!” You cry out instead, feeling another finger enter your hole as she speeds her movements.

Yujin fucks into you even faster, curling her fingers each time she plunges her fingers back in, hitting your sweet spot, making you roll your eyes back in pleasure. It was getting harder to control yourself to not let a single noise escape your lips and she grins, proud that she made you into this state. “You feel so fucking tight slut, you must be close hm?” She says, her free hand goes to take a fistful of your hair, pulling it as she litters your neck with kisses and hickies, one that you would need to worry about later. Instead of replying her, you were too focused on trying not to moan, a hand over your mouth instead as you try to keep the sounds in, Yujin was making you feel too good.

She starts to move even faster, her head now dips down now as she licks at your clit, knowing this will send you over the edge as she looks up at your form, her eyes dark with lust. This was what she wanted, to see you lose control over yourself, to test if you can be quiet even when she brings you to the edge. “Y-yujin i’m going to cum!” You gasped, her name falling past your lips instead of the one that she wanted to hear, but she will let that slide this time.

Instead of continuing, she pulls away all together, it makes you whimper. “W-wait no! Yujin you can’t!” You groaned, and she giggles at your state, a grin on her lips. “Only good girls deserve to come.” She says, taking a swipe of your juices mixed with her saliva from your pussy, it makes your body twitch a little, before she licks them off her fingers teasingly. You pout, closing your thighs to try to stop the feeling of being denied but it was useless. “Please? I’ll be a good girl for you.” You continue to whine, which she ignores, instead, helping you clean up to make you look presentable enough.

“Please Yujin?” You tried one last time, which she stares domineeringly back at you. “Prove it then, get home and not touch yourself before i get back, if i see that you did which i can..” she swipes her phone out from the pocket of her white blazer, showing you the cctv of your shared apartment, something that you and her had agreed on a few years back, “then i’ll let you cum later on.” She finishes her sentence, and you could only pout in response, which she found cute, giggling. “Be a good girl okay? I know you can hm?” Her finger now under your chin forcing you to look up at her, before giving you a small peck on the lips.

*knock knock* “opps, we might have taken too long baby, you need to head out now to get your medicine huh?” She teases and you roll your eyes, she straightens your hair and helps you button up your blouse, before you stood up. “And what about these hickies?” You groan, now only realising that you had hickies around your neck that she left, knowing she lost control earlier and planted them. “I want you to not hide them of course.” She grins, making you roll your eyes again and she giggles. “See you at home baby, and thanks for visiting me at work, needed that.” She pecks your cheek one more time before opening the door for you.

True to her words, she lets you cum countless times for being her good girl until you can’t walk the next few days 🤤.

[thedarks1de]

Professor

!professor Nanami x !student reader

Ignore the mistakes!

Part 2 is here

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С тех пор, как в колледже сменился профессор физики, у вас возникли серьезные проблемы с этим предметом. На самом деле у тебя всегда были проблемы — ты никогда не понимал физику, но старый профессор, пожилой человек, ставил тебе хорошие оценки за хорошие деньги. Все, что вам нужно было сделать, это подсунуть ему несколько долларов, и высшая оценка была у вас в кармане. Ты был счастлив, профессор был счастлив, все были счастливы... но рано или поздно все меняется. Этот профессор уволился, и его место занял новый.

Professor Nanami Kento. A stern, serious, nerdy man. He looked to be in his early thirties. He always went in strict suits, wore print ties and dark green glasses. And worst of all, he didn't take bribes.

You failed several important tests that affect your final grade. You had no idea what to do. You could, of course, just start studying his subject and fix your grade, but you never understood physics, it's unlikely you'd be able to do that… But you'll find a way to crack Professor Nanami. Maybe if you try hard enough, he'll take the money and give you a top grade in physics. Yeah, you should definitely try to bribe him again.

You found him in the physics room, which was no surprise. Taking a deep breath, you stepped inside. When Kento saw you, he put his notebooks aside.

— «Ms. y/n, did you want something?» — He asked, looking at you through dark green glasses.

You started to fidget for some reason, the words wouldn't come out of your throat, and you just stared at him in silence, biting your lower lip.

— "Ms. y/n?" - he snapped his fingers, bringing you back down to earth.

— "Ah… uh… Yes." - You muttered. "I mean my grades…"

— "Oh, you've finally come to fix them?"

— "How much do you want?"

— "What…?"

— "I'll pay you as much as you ask, just…"

— "I don't take bribes, Ms. y/n. We've already discussed this, haven't we?"

— "But…"

— "No "buts". Learn the material and correct your grades."

You walked out of the professor's office, slamming the door loudly. You felt a great sense of disappointment and despair. All of your hopes that you would be able to get good grades without difficulty have been dashed. You have to face the harsh reality: you will have to learn to understand physics on your own, to absorb the material, to spend a lot of time and effort to assimilate new knowledge. No, you would find another way. You didn't want to spend your days and nights sitting behind books.

— "That Nanami pisses me off!" — you complained to your friend about your teacher. Every class, he bombarded you with questions, gave you bad grades, and generally pissed you off with his existence.

— "Why don't you just start studying?" — A friend asked, sipping her coffee.

— "No. No way! I'll find a way to crack it." — You said.

— "Maybe… and though no, you won't." — sighed her friend, shaking her head.

— "What are you talking about? What won't I do?" — You asked interestedly.

— "Well… Have sex with him."

— "…What?"

— "Almost all the professors in our college fuck female students and give them good grades."

— "What do you mean almost all of them?!"

— "Well, Professor Gojo, Professor Geto, Professor Sukuna, and Fushiguro. You'd know how many they've already fucked. The students themselves come to them and ask for it. I think Professor Nanami's the same way. Just seduce him, get him in bed, and he'll give you the highest grade of the year."

You pondered, listening to your friend. The idea of sleeping with a professor for a grade sounded absurd and unacceptable. But the thought began to slowly creep into your thoughts. But you couldn't believe that something like this was happening at your college.

You didn't want to stoop to that, but on the other hand, you found it more… more attractive than sitting at a textbook. But Professor Nanami wasn't someone who could be seduced that easily.

A week had passed and you were determined to sleep with your processor. You were struggling with mixed feelings of fear and excitement. You even began to watch Nanami more closely, trying to figure out what might have attracted him. While Nanami was still that strict, serious, and nerdy teacher, he was also quite an attractive man. And even very sexy.

After class was over, you went to his office again. Once inside, you closed the door behind you.

Nanami looked up at you. You bit your lip and silently stepped closer to him.

— "What is it, Miss y/n? If you've come to offer me a bribe again, then…"

— "No, Professor… That's not what I came for."

— "Oh? Well, I'm listening to you." He took off his glasses and put them on the table. Nanami looked straight into your eyes and you felt uneasy, but you don't intend to give up.

— "I came to offer you my body..."

— "I beg your pardon?" Kento arched an eyebrow.

— "You can have me… well… to sleep with me… in general, I offer you my body in exchange for a high assessment…"

Nanami was silent. His face expressed obvious bewilderment and indignation, and this indicated that he would not accept your offer in any case.

— "Miss y/n… As a student, you should strive for knowledge, not use your body… for the sake of personal gain, to offer such a thing to a professor."

You have experienced a sharp sense of shame and chagrin. Your hopes for an easy way out of a difficult situation have collapsed again. You could feel your hands shaking and your heart beating so loudly and strongly that it seemed Nanami could hear it. You looked at this man, barely holding back tears.

— "I can pretend that you didn't offer me anything like that. Now go and study the topics you're lagging behind on." — Nanami remained serious as he said this.

— "I'm sorry…" — You ran out of his office with tears in your eyes. You were ashamed, very, very ashamed. How could you offer yourself to a professor? Why didn't you think that he would refuse? Damn it, now he definitely thinks that you're not only dumb, but also a slut offering to fuck yourself for a high score.

For the next few days, you stopped going to Nanami's classes because you were ashamed to even look at him. You've disgraced yourself and you don't know what to do next.

With a sigh, you closed your eyes and promised yourself that now you will study seriously and really immerse yourself in the material. You need to find a tutor who will teach you physics.

And you went back to Nanami's office. You were very nervous and afraid to look at him.

— "Miss y/n?"

You stood in front of Kento, feeling confused and confused.

— "Hello, Professor…"

— "What is it this time? And why did you skip classes?"

— "Ah, I'm sorry… I… Professor Nanami, I wanted to ask you to study with me additionally. If it's not a problem for you…"

— "So you've decided to start studying after all? This is encouraging."

Nanami looked at his wristwatch. He frowned, and you started to get even more nervous, afraid of rejection.

Kento looked at you again.

— "I don't stay here after the lesson is over," he said.

You lowered your head. So he's not going to teach you?

— "If you want additional classes, you can come to my house. We'll work out there," Kento said.

— "At your place?" — You specified.

Nanami nodded. You've been thinking a little bit. So he's inviting you to his house?

— "Good!" you nodded enthusiastically.

— "In that case, shall we go right now or will you make up some kind of schedule?" asked Kento, leaving the college with you.

— "Maybe if you're free, we can start today?"

— "All right. My car is in the parking lot, let's go."

You and Nanami walked to the parking lot where his car was parked. Kento opened the backseat door for you to get in. You're blushing a little. What a gentleman he is.

You drove for 30 minutes in complete silence until you finally reached the professor's huge house.