#my lips r so soft 😋😋😋

[bunneeegirl]

God bless lip scrubs

[emilys-bangs]

congrats on 200! for the celebration prompts number 12 and 19 pls 😋 with emily giving r her jacket <3

Thank you! I changed the dialogue a tiny bit to make it smoother, hope you like it <3

Part of the 200 celebration

Word count: 0.9k

When you and Emily were tasked with grabbing food for the team back at the precinct, you hadn’t thought to take a jacket. It’s a ten minute walking distance at most to the one diner in town, so at your insistence you’d left the car behind—you thought walking for a while in the crisp air would help clear your mind of the case a bit, but you’re so frozen you suddenly regret your decision. The roads are slick with rain, the temperature dropping significantly after a continuous drizzle that you’d been protected from inside the precinct.

Emily’s shoulder bumps into yours. “What way should we go again?” She asks as you approach a crossing.

“Right,” you shudder, your voice briefly shaking. It’s not that cold, you try to reason to your brain. You slip your cold hands into the pockets of your pants. Useless. “Two rights and a left, then straight.”

Emily hums. When you turn to look at her, you find she’s illuminated by the lights of streetside lamps, her outline gently gilded with gold. Warmth licks at your insides and you turn away, curling your cold fingertips inside your pockets. It’s fall, you think grumpily, taking your hands out and crossing them tightly over your chest. It shouldn’t be this cold already; the thin long-sleeve you’re in hardly does much.

“Here,” Emily says suddenly, “take my jacket.”

You turn, surprised to see her shrugging off her blazer. Right under the lamps now, a sea of gold spills over her ink black hair.

Oh, Jesus. 

“Why?” You ask stupidly. Crossing your arms tighter against your chest, you feel your heart jump against your ribs.

Emily rolls her eyes. “Because it’s cold. And you’re shivering.” She holds out the blazer. “Take it.”

“Won’t you be cold, though?” Your eyes cling to the shirt she’s wearing; a v-neck, black and woolen, hugging her body in a way you only dream of doing. A pale triangle of her skin is exposed, and you silently fuss about the cold nipping at it.

“Don’t worry about it.” Emily says. When you hesitate, she swings the jacket over your shoulders with a small smile. “You need it more,” she murmurs, her warm breath hitting the shell of your ear, “I saw the way you were shivering.”

The scent of her perfume hits, doubled from the jacket around your shoulders, which also smells like her. Heat suddenly slicks your palms, and your pulse beats in your throat.

Emily gives you a smile, small and teasing. “Hotch wouldn’t like it if I went back with a frost-bitten agent and no food.”

The mention of your boss breaks you out of your daze. 

“Uh-huh,” you say, slipping your arms properly through the sleeves. Warmth encompasses you, along with another gentle cloud of Emily’s perfume. God, she smells good. “So this is all just an attempt to save your own skin, Prentiss?”

“Maybe.” She bumps your shoulder again, this time to get you walking. You obey, the fleeting thought that you’d follow her anywhere surfacing suddenly in your mind.

The two of you go quiet again as you round the left corner. The diner comes into view, a warm haven nestled between various other shops. You flex your cold fingers, silently wondering if you’d be stepping over some unknown boundary if you slipped your hands into Emily’s pockets.

“Can I hold your hand?”

Her voice, while sudden, is soft.

You’re momentarily struck dumb. Which causes you to say, “Why?”

Emily chews on her lip, and you instantly want to slap yourself. She recovers quickly, but a hesitant look lingers in her dark eyes. “Y’know,” she shrugs, “it’s cold out. Figured you might want to warm them up.”

It’s a lousy excuse, because when you quickly grab her hand before she can sink into her head, linking your fingers through hers, you find that her skin is ice cold.

Which only makes you grin. “Oh yeah, much warmth you’re providing me with.” You tease, fireworks sparking under your ribs when her cheeks bloom red. You want to kiss her so much it hurts, but a nagging voice in your head says not now.

“How about,” you say quietly, “we make a trade?” Emily’s eyes widen with interest and she shuffles a tiny bit closer. A smile begs to spread over your mouth, but you try to hold firm. “I keep wearing your jacket to keep me warm, and in return I hold your hand to keep you warm?”

It’s so palpable, what the two of you want, but it’ll have to wait just a little bit.

Emily smiles softly, her cold fingers squeezing around yours. “I’d like that.”

A passing car breaks you both out of your small bubble of warmth. Emily starts walking, her hand pulling yours to the diner. It’s warm in there, almost stiflingly so, but still none of you let go.

“Just so you know,” she says after you’ve ordered, leaning against the counter, “my hands are always cold.” Her brown eyes peer at you through thick lashes, and you have to force yourself to breathe.

“Then I’ll always hold them.” You reply.

Emily smiles and turns away, but not before you catch the blush spreading over her cheek. Her fingers squeeze yours and you squeeze back, a silent game until the food is ready for you to take to the team.

taglist: @suckerforcate @sickoherd @lextism

[sparklingchim]

pretty in pink; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.6k

rating: 18+

genre: dilf!jungkook, f2l, established relationship

warnings: 69, marking, dirty talk, bewb obsessed jaykay, sum spanks, multiple orgasms, clit play, fucking in a cute lingerie set <3, creampie, breeding kink, kinda strength kink i dunno, he gifts her a necklace w his INITIAL m actually sick 😐, overstimulation, no condoms must nut inside my gf's pussy then😁, two (2) nipple pinches, they're saur in love i hate them <3

summary: your first valentine's day with your boyfriend.

a/n: happy valentine's day my friends !!!! <3 our fav couple is back !!! w their first smut drabble 🤭 read their entire story here though it's not necessary to understand this drabble cos this is just plain pwp 😋

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“You gotta be quiet.”

“You’re telling me that?”

Jungkook’s scoff is laced with incredulity.

“You’re the one who hasn’t stopped groaning and moaning since we got in the bedroom!” you fire back in a whisper.

Jungkook is momentarily speechless. He eyes you up and down, open-mouthed. “Have you looked at yourself?”

Warmth spreads on your face. Okay, your body might be clad in nothing but a dainty, soft pink lingerie set, adorned with tiny pink and red roses everywhere, accentuating your curves, but that still doesn’t give him a free pass to be loud and possibly wake up Nabi.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were wearing this?” Jungkook’s palm smooths over the expanse of your ass, his eyes trained on your boobs. “Would’ve spent the whole day with you in bed.” His lips are absentmindedly shaped in a pout, fingers exploring your body as he thinks about all the ways he’s gonna have you.

“That’s not the point of a surprise.” Your palms are against his chest, the white t-shirt warm on your skin. While Jungkook made sure to undress you – awed gasps and ardent moans escaping his throat with each piece that he discarded on the floor, your pretty skirt and top he complimented you the entire day for, suddenly no longer worthy of his attention – he remained in his clothes.

The gold necklace with his initial on a little pendant around your neck shimmers in the dim light of the room.

It’s a tiny present from Jungkook. Your rule for today was clear, or so you thought – no presents. You should have known that Jungkook wouldn’t stick to it. You’re not complaining per se, you love the chain, but you feel a glimmer of regret that you didn’t get him anything.

“You look so pretty.” Jungkook’s eyes travel up to your face, briefly stopping at the necklace before the faintest hint of a smile settles on his face. He’s so soft. “My pretty baby.” His fingers are on your waist, drawing you closer.

You tug at the flannel shirt he’s wearing over the plain white t-shirt. “Take it off,” you mumble.

His flannel shirt hits the floor within a second. Your teeth sink in your bottom lip when Jungkook pulls his white tee over his head.

You swallow involuntarily at the sight of Jungkook’s chiselled chest. “Better like this.” Jungkook laughs at your hushed comment, but you ignore him and press light kisses along his broad chest.

Your hands move on their own, brushing past his abs, finding the taut muscles on his back.

He sighs above you, hands anchored in your ass. Your kisses lead you to his face, small, lingering smooches pressed on his sharp jawline, the corner of his lips, and then on his mouth. His lips are still plump from making out earlier. His tongue darts out, dancing around yours as he delivers a spank to your ass.

With a moan you pull off, nuzzling your face in the crook of Jungkook’s neck. Your fingers work on his belt, pulling down his pants and boxers once you’ve managed to unbuckle it. He steps out of his clothes, getting rid of his socks as well.

You slowly sink down to your knees.

“Fuck,” Jungkook curses at the view of you. In that pretty, innocent outfit, looking up at him beneath those guileless lashes. You wrap your hand around his already rock-hard cock, his veiny flesh twitches at your grasp and a breathless groan falls from Jungkook’s lips. “Spit on it.”

You gather saliva in your mouth before you let it hit his dick. A hiss follows. Your pump his cock, your mouth wraps around his tip and you begin to swivel your tongue around it.

“So good, baby.” Jungkook tucks a loose piece of hair behind your ear.

His praise makes you take more of his cock and you swallow him deeper. Your eyes sting at Jungkook’s size, but through slow bobs of your head your throat gets accustomed to it.

“Just like that.” His fingers comb through his long locks, falling back like dominos. It’s a pretty picture, animating you to go faster. Jungkook grabs your hand at the base of his cock. “Think you can take it deeper?”

You rest both hands against his thighs and relax your jaw as you push his cock further down your throat. A restrained moan echoes through the room as you stay like that. His heavy palm lies against the back of your head, but he doesn’t force you down on his dick. It’s just there, weighty, possessive.

When you pull his cock from your mouth, your chest is heaving deeply. A thin string of saliva connects you to his dick. You stroke his cock, wet and sloppy sounds filling the air again. He pats your hair, his eyes pools of fulfilled satisfaction.

“Come here.” Jungkook drags you up by your elbow. “Your knees will hurt.”

You’re barely on your feet when Jungkook hauls you onto the bed. A tiny squeal flies past your mouth as Jungkook straddles you. His face is pressed into the soft mounds of your boobs, little kisses skittered across the swell of your tits peeking out from the bra.

You giggle at Jungkook’s sudden shift in demeanour, his palm kneading your boob roughly.

“I love your tits.” His voice is muffled. He doesn’t bother to lift his head to talk.

“I know.” You run your fingers through the fluffy chaos on his head.

You gasp when you feel his other hand sneak in between your thighs. His pad runs up and down your clothed pussy.

“You’re soaked, baby.” He sucks on your skin as he continues to play with your pussy. You can’t stop the little whimpers escaping you. Jungkook’s finger teases your clit and your hips uncontrollably buck into his hand. “Gonna make you feel so good.” His bunny teeth graze over his freshly made mark on the swell of your tit.

“Jungkook,” you mewl. You can’t endure his teasing. You need more.

“Sit on my face.”

“Huh?”

His face looms over yours. “Want you to sit on my face with that pretty pussy of yours.”

He rolls onto his back next to you.

“Come here, baby.” He gently coaxes you to sit up.

“Jungkook, I dunno if-”

“Shh.” His hand reassuringly brushes over your thigh. “The only sound I wanna hear is you cumming on my face.”

His soft, gentle fingers are a stark contrast from Jungkook’s dirty words. But that’s what pulls you to him. You throw a leg over his body, pussy just above Jungkook’s face like he wanted.

“That’s it.” His breath fans over your skin and shivers rise, a trembling and anticipating moan leaving your chest.

Cold air hits your pussy when Jungkook flicks your panties to the side. But only for a second because Jungkook doesn’t let much time pass before his tongue dives between your folds.

You cover your mouth with your hand to suppress the moans that were about to elicit from you.

One hand is on your ass to spread you open as his wet muscle explores the depths of your aching pussy.

“So sweet,” Jungkook murmurs, voice low, desperate even. “Always so fucking sweet.”

He circles your clit, shocks of pleasure spark everywhere. Your head hangs low, lips tightly pressed shut to keep the moans away. You wanna scream his name, tell him how good he makes you feel, but all you can do is reach for his cock and stuff your mouth with his dick to keep you quiet.

The startled moan against your pussy sends you closer to the edge. His cock is heavy on your tongue as you suck him, his precum a familiar taste that fills your mouth. The noises ricocheting off the walls are utterly obscene and filthy, they make you fall into a haze of absolute lust and need for more, please more.

“I’m gonna cum,” you whimper against his cock. You suck on his angry red, mushroom tip to hinder more sounds coming from you.

Jungkook hums, his devious tongue lapping against your clit. He smacks your ass, a throaty rasp bubbling between his lips. It has you pinching your eyebrows together, your body teetering on the brink of the abyss, right before bliss is going to engulf you altogether.

With another sweep across your pulsating nub, your legs begin to shake. You nuzzle your head in Jungkook’s thigh, emitting uncontrollable breathy whines as every part of you gets swamped by excruciating glee.

“That’s my baby.” Jungkook plants a kiss on your ass, his hand roaming over your back.

You catch your breath, slowly rising again. Your breath shudders when Jungkook’s finger skips over your wet folds. “Sensitive,” you whine. You turn around to straddle him.

His rosy cheeks are tinged in a darker shade, lips and chin glistening with your juice. Jungkook’s hands naturally fall on your waist. He shifts a little so is back is flush against the headboard.

“You’re a little messy.” A shy smile plays on your lips. Jungkook grins knowingly.

His tongue peeks out to gather the remnants of your taste. You lean down to give him a chaste kiss, pussy brushing over his cock in the process.

You’re still sensitive because of the intense climax Jungkook pulled from you, but the feeling of his hard length rubbing against your folds has you grinding your hips.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” Jungkook curses at your wet pussy on his cock. His dick is prettily lying against his abdomen and you gently rock your pussy against it, his mushroom tip leaking with precum.

Jungkook leans toward the bedside table and opens the drawer. He comes up empty handed.

“There are no condoms left.” You’re on the pill, but sometimes Jungkook likes to be extra careful.

Habitually, Jungkook grabs a pillow from beside him and stuffs it between the headboard and the wall. It wouldn’t be the first time that you woke little Nabi up with the inconvenient sound of the headboard banging against the wall.

“As if you would mind.” You lift your hips to point his cock at your entrance, panties pushed to the side.

“I shouldn’t nut in you every time we fuck.” He helps to align his cock.

“I mean, you don’t have to.”

Jungkook remains silent. You giggle when no words leave his mouth. He loves to cum inside your pussy. Can’t help himself when your warm walls wrap around him in a tight hug.

You take his cock inch for inch. No sounds leave both of you, but the blistering pleasure contorts your faces. His entire length vanishes inside you. Your palms are on his broad chest, hips gingerly starting to sway back and forth.

“Jungkook,” you mewl in a small voice.

“Pussy so good,” he mumbles dreamily, eyes attached to the gold necklace around your neck.

It bounces with every move, the little initial on it sparking something in Jungkook that makes him want to have you like this forever. It’s a tiny twinkling J between your collar bones, but it unravels possessiveness across his chest, something fierce and stormy that forces him to dig his fingers into your skin.

You grind your hips faster, clit rubbing against him in desperate attempts to cum again. His cock is nestled deep inside you, stretching your little pussy wide open.

Jungkook’s eyes travel to your tits bounce within the confines of your bra. His hand reaches forward to tug one cup down, thumb tweaking at your pebbled nub, drawing a sharp hiss from you.

You teasingly flick at his nipple in return, making Jungkook twitch beneath you. With a smile on his face, he catches your wrist before you can repeat it.

A silly giggle flies past your lips. But it quickly fades when Jungkook’s finger rubs circles on your clit. “Oh!” Your brows knit. “That’s not fair,” you utter through a pout.

A wicked smirk tugs at his mouth. “Want you to cum around my cock.” His filthy words spur you own. “You can do that, right?”

“Yes,” you immediately say in a breathy tone, eyes fluttering close when Jungkook latches his mouth on your nipple, tongue wet and warm as he swirls it around.

With one hand he guides you along, your fingers grasping for his shoulders as you go faster.

“You look so fucking pretty.” The way he looks up to you beneath his eyelashes, face pressed between your tits, pulls a prolonged, desperate whine from you.

“So close.” It’s barely intelligible, a mumble of high-pitched words.

Everything’s too much and you come undone on Jungkook’s cock, walls clenching around him as your high overtakes you wholly. Your forehead falls against his shoulder, hands diving into his raven hair as you try to keep your moans at a low volume.

His palms grab handfuls of your ass. “That felt so good, didn’t it, baby?”

You nod against his shoulder, the aftershocks of it clouding your mind. You feel so weak but

Jungkook’s sweet nothings are like a fuzzy blanket comforting you.

Jungkook rolls the both of you around. You’re on your back, the soft duvet an inviting comfort.

Jungkook hovers above you, cock still buried deep inside you. Having his sweaty, ripped body dangling in front of you makes you salivate.

While he gently cups your head in his palm, he thrusts inside you harshly. His thumb strokes your bottom lip. Instinctually, you wrap your mouth around it, gently sucking on the pad of his thumb.

“Gonna fill you up,” Jungkook says, a restrained groan following. “Gonna fill you up so good, baby. Want your pussy full of my cum.”

“Please,” you whisper. “Want it so bad.” Jungkook’s hair sticks to his face. You tuck his wispy flyaway behind his ear.

Mindlessly, your fingers reach for the small pendant on your chest. You play with it, legs wrapping around Jungkook’s body.

A breathless rasp leaves Jungkook as he watches you toy with his golden initial. “All mine.”

Jungkook’s eyes are pools of determination and love. “You’re all mine.”

A crazy, lovesick, smile appears on your face.

Jungkook crashes his mouth on yours. It’s messy and uncoordinated, but your heart flutters.

“Cum with me.”

“Jungkook, I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.”

His finger is back on your overly sensitive clit. You shake, nails digging into his back.

“Jungkook.”

“You’re gonna cum with me.” His pushes are relentless, driving his cock into you in fast paces. He puts pressure on your clit just the way you like it, drawing little circles on it.

Jungkook sneaks one hand on the back of your thigh and pushes your leg up. His dick reaches deeper and you’re sure you’re actually seeing stars.

Your high comes crashing down on you with full force, it’s unexpected and pulls a loud moan from you. Jungkook’s hips stutter as he spills inside you. He forces a few more deep pumps before he stills.

“Fuck.” Jungkook pulls his cock out of you. With one finger he keeps your panties to the side to see his cum stuffed in your pussy. “Love you with my cum inside you.”

You nudge his shoulder with your foot. “Go away.”

“I love you.” It’s a gentle whisper, sparks shining in his doe eyes as he watches you.

“Love you too.” You lift your head to give him a sweet kiss. Jungkook gives your boob a kiss in return, tugging the cup back up he had greedily lowered earlier.

Jungkook plops down beside you on the bed. He softly kisses your forehead.

“You should pee.”

“ ‘m sleepy.”

“Baby.” His voice is stern.

“Mhmm,” you sulk, but nonetheless, you stand up.

Your legs shake when you stand on your feet. Jungkook’s arm stretches to catch your hips.

“You good?”

A timid smile crosses your face. “Yeah.”

With wobbly legs you throw his flannel shirt over your skimpy clothed body on your way out.

“I can’t believe we were quiet enough for Nabi not to wake-”

A high-pitched scream reaches the bedroom.

“Nevermind,” Jungkook mumbles, rising to his feet.

You giggle as you watch him fetch his briefs.

Some things might never change.

[keraxxx]

I need Oliver and Felix so bad like you don’t understand.. IM DESPERATE.

but can you please write something about brat taming w Oliver 😕🙏 like reader is also a friend of Felix similar to farleigh and she’s just very against Oliver bc she feels like he’s gonna take Felix away from her..

Pls include spanking 😋😋

OMG IM VIBRATING THIS IS A GOOD IDEA. OFC IM GONNA WRITE THIS!! I’m gonna base this off the scene with Farleigh and Oliver a bit. (sorry this is kinda short..)

Brat taming

pairing: oliver quick x bratty f!reader

warnings: spanking, fingering, cursing, manipulation (maybe..), crying, oral (R receiving), slut shaming, roughness, orgasm denial, not proof read.

a/n: HI GUYS! i’m sorry i love this idea so fucking much. ALSO for my series i’m planning to have the next chapter out late night tomorrow or thursday. Anyways enjoy! 💋 (dw i’m getting to the other request soon this one js caught my eye)

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You were lying down in your bed, spread out onto the sheets, your eyes closed and headphones on. You weren’t sleep yet, you couldn’t sleep. Why was he here? You talked to Felix about this earlier.. You were scared Oliver would take Felix from you but of course, Felix denied your accusation and just kissed your head. You knew his friend had some sort of bad intentions you just couldn’t figure out what. Maybe he wanted to steal Felix for himself.. The way he looked at you showed hostility and you hated it. You hum as your eyes squeeze and you groan in frustration just thinking about the idea. You turn on your back and sigh, your hand on your forehead as you try to sleep.

You grunt softly as you feel a sudden pressure on your stomach, causing you to jolt up slightly, your eyes immediately opening. Someone was sitting on top of you. “Ollie?” You ask softly in a confused tone as you take off your headphones. He’s sitting on your stomach, squeezing your sides with his knees. “Ollie.. I think you’re on the wrong room.” You heaved out as he leaned down to look at you. “Am I?” He whispers, his face just inches from yours. He locks eyes with you, causing you to whine softly.

“You need to learn to behave.” Oliver growls. “Get up.” He commands as he gets off your stomach, allowing you to breathe more clearly. You hesitantly get up off the bed only for him to pull you back down onto him. He bent you over his lap in a painful way. You groan as his hand teases the soft silk fabric of your short white nightgown. “You have such a big mouth.. You can never stay quiet, huh? You need to learn to fucking whisper.” He hisses as he takes his free hand and forcefully grabs your cheeks, bringing your face up slightly as he leans down to yours. “You’re such a fucking slut for Felix.. Now shut up and behave for me.” He whispered before releasing you from his grip again. His hand at the edge of your nightgown slowly lifted up and bunched your gown around your waist, revealing your panties.

Oliver tuts as he looks at them, causing you to muffle a grunt. “Ollie I-“ He cuts you off with a loud smack on your ass. You yelp out loud and choke out a sob as he grabs your face again. “I said.. shut up and behave.” He raises his hand again and slapped your bottom. “Ollie please!” You moan out as he rubs your cheek to calm the sore redness threatening to appear soon. “Shut up.” He hissed again as he puts his free hand over your mouth. His hand slowly trails down your ass cheek and teases the wet mound under your panties, causing you to gyrate against his hand ever so slightly, soft and muffled whines spilling from your lips.

“You’re so wet..” Oliver chuckled as he watched you rub yourself against his hand. “You’re a slut for me too?” He whispers curiously. “I thought you ‘fucking hated me?’” “I do.” You say muffled, causing him to grip your face tighter. “Then why are you dripping all over?” He smirks before moving your panties to the side, revealing the sweet and succulent smell of your cunt. He moans in satisfaction before rubbing his middle finger against your drooling hole. His finger slowly teases its way into your cunt, causing you to moan, your legs squeezing together. He slowly pumps his finger in and out of your aching hole, your soft whimpers almost pouring through his hand.

“Will you behave?” He asks again in a hurried whisper and you gasp out a short yes. “Aww..” He coos as he watched you helplessly grind yourself into his finger. He lets out a dry laugh before shoving another finger into your tight hole. The gush of your juices spilling out onto his fingers makes you embarrassed. You hated him so much.. yet he’s fingering you in your own bedroom and you’re letting him. You moan as he picks up the pace of pounding your pussy, his fingers stretching you out in the slightest.

“I’m so close.” You whine into his hand and he snickers. “Yeah?” You nod and immediately your orgasm is ripped from you. You scoff as you look at him. “Ollie.. Please.” You whimpered out as he removed his hand from your mouth. He enticingly moves his cunt soaked fingers to his lips, teasing at his bottom lip before gently licking and sucking them clean. You watch him in awe, as if you’re in a trance. He removes his fingers from his mouth and hums. “There you go.. good girl.” He smirks. “You finally shut up.”

Oliver picks you up from his lap and places you on your bed, laying on top of you. He caress the side of your neck before gently placing his lips on yours. “Can you taste yourself?” He teases against your lips and you nod slowly as he pulls away. He trails down your body, touching and feelings your chest and stomach before he makes his way to your aching pussy. Oliver eagerly rips your panties from your body, causing a groan to escape your mouth. He looks at you knowingly before he lifts your thighs over his shoulders. “Shh..” He hushes before sticking out his tongue and placing it into your throbbing clit. Your back arches up at the sensation of his tongue rubbing circles into your clit, one of your hands finding its way to his hair and the other covering your mouth to stay silent. He eats your pussy like a hungry man, slurping up any juice that falls from you, his hands gripping the thighs on his shoulders. He slaps the side of your thigh as he teases your entrance with his tongue. Your jaw drops open into inaudible moans, your eyes rolling back and fluttering closed. He places kisses on your clit and lips, jolts of euphoria getting sent through your body as your legs begin to shake.

“You’re so close.. I just know it.” Oliver whispers into your pussy before indulging himself in it again. You choke back a sob as you tug at his hair, confirming his idea. He pulls away and rubs your clit. “Come on slut.” He coos as the knot in your stomach went away, releasing your juices all over your sheets. Oliver smirks to himself as he goes back down and licks you clean. Your jaw is left wide open as you watch him. He pulls himself up to your face and looks into your eyes again.

“Stop talking to others about me..” He whispers and you nod. “..’m sorry.” You say softly as his gaze softens.

“Good.”

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[clovestreet]

Giving Finnick Odair Head

giving finnick odair head

warning⚠️ SMUT 16+ ( minors dni) oral sex (m receiving) slight tiny bit of praise

an: the lack of hunger games character smut on this platform is absolutely mind boggling so i took things into my own hands😋this is my first time writing for finnick so please be kind:) i hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you want me to write about next:)

-While Finnick is typically the one who wants to be in control, he secretly LOVES when you choose to do so yourself. It’s such a big turn-on for him.

-When it comes to sex, he always wants to make you feel good first, and almost never lets you pleasure him before you been taken care of…. at least twice.

-Finnick definitely is not the kind of person to directly ask for head, but he definitely won’t say no if you offer it. He would be reluctant at first, because pleasuring you is always his first priority.

“C’mon baby, let me make you feel good.”

-After some begging and convincing, he finally leans back against the headboard with his hands laced behind his head with nothing but lust and desire behind his hazel eyes.

-This man is breathing heavy and shaking under your touch before have even started. He would definitely gently tug your hair while you tease him with kisses down his gorgeously tan and toned body from his abs to the top of his thighs.

-From the very moment you wrap your lips around him, he is GROANING. Deep and throaty groans.

-His eyes are instantly screwed shut with pleasure and his hands are gripping your hair a little tighter than before.

-Every once in a while, he would look down at you and just watch you and then throw his head back with pleasure and moan.

-His moans were so pretty, masculine but also soft and almost choked out at times. Finnick was never a man who was afraid to be vocal and tell his girl how good she’s making him feel.

-He loved to talk to you through the whole thing too. Nothing was better than watching you look up at him and feel you moan around him in response. It drove him absolutely crazy.

“Mhm, yeah baby just like that”.

“Fuck, you’re so good y/n”.

-The deeper you took him, the louder he got. Do with that what you will;)

-As he neared his release, he would gently roll his hips up into you, silently telling you he wanted, he needed more when his words no longer served him. All he could do is whine your name over and over again in between his increasingly louder moans.

-“Y/n don’t stop”.

-“Fuck y/n r-right there”.

“F-feels so good baby.”

-You listened to him and took him even deeper into your throat and swallowed. He began to snap his hips up sloppily. He size was nothing to scoff at and you couldn’t help but gag.

-The vibration brought him even closer to the edge and he was a moaning mess now. His groans were low and broken as he bobbed your head up and down on himself. He was begging for you to bring him to his release.

“So close baby”.

“Fuck- I’m right there don’t stop”’.

-The second you took his balls into your fingers it was over. Finnick was a goner.

-He was an absolutely beautiful sight to watch as he came undone underneath you. His mouth fell open into the perfect “O” shape as his loudest moan was forced out from deep within him. He cursed your name over and over. His abs were flexed and almost trembling as his orgasm rattled through him. His fingers were wrapped tightly in your hair, never letting up for one second. He kept rolling his hips up into you, becoming increasingly more sloppy as he rode out his high.

-Once you knew he was finished, you trailed your way back up to his mouth with kisses and he pulled you into a deep and breathless kiss, fingers drawing circles around your lower back.

-His face was flushed warm and his skin barely glowing with a sheen of sweat. He looked angelic as he stared into your eyes.

“That was- the best sex I have ever had in my life”.

“Oh shut up Finn” you giggle.

“But now I’m afraid it’s time I return the favor.”

[joszns]

HIII JO!!

do u think you can write smth about like reader surprising ellie with a tattoo of ellies name on her thigh and then ellie goes absolutely ham wit it😋

HIII thank u sm for this request anon!!! it was fun to write :) dreaming about ellie fucking me silly all cuz of some ink in my skin…it does things fr.

warnings: cunnilingus (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), accidental sex tape kinda, reader takes a pic during sex

“ellie! ellie! babe, look!” you say excitedly, rushing inside your girlfriends room.

she smiles when she sees you, taking off her headphones and opening her arms for a hug.

“what is it baby?” ellie coos, welcoming you into her lap.

you grin mischievously and lift your skirt up, revealing a tattoo on your inner thigh. small and delicate, it reads: ‘ellie ❤︎’.

“do you like it? i got it done earlier, i’ve been dying to show you!”

ellie stares at the tattoo, feeling heat pool between her legs. her strong hands grip your thighs, causing you to jump a bit at the sudden pressure.

“it’s cute…” she says, staring at it.

“you hate it.” you pout, looking away.

“i love it. i love it so much.”

“prove it.” you say.

ellie brings your face to hers and kisses you deeply, pulling you into her by your jaw.

you moan into the kiss, arching forward as your tongues sloppily slide against eachother. her hands wander, dropping from your neck, then your chest, and finally your thighs. she caressed the area near the tattoo, gently rubbing her thumb over the ink. whimpering, you pull her impossibly closer and tug on her hair lightly.

ellie picks you up and walks to her bed, putting you down and immediately kissing down your body. she stops at your thighs, pulling up your skirt and kissing the skin around your tattoo while looking up at you.

“telling everyone you’re mine, hm? my name, on display..” ellie said, leaving a hickey on your thigh.

“yeah, love showin’ you off baby..” you sighed, spreading your legs open more as ellie’s mouth slowly inched upwards.

she breathed out over your cunt, making you shiver. you feel yourself throb expectantly, embarrassed at the fact ellie could see just how wet she made you.

“so pretty, my love..” ellie says, placing a soft kiss on your soaking clit. she looks up at you as she does this, watching your expression falter slightly.

she breathes you in one last time before pressing her tongue on you, slowly pulling the wet muscle through your sloppy folds.

“elie…” you whine, pushing your hips into her face. “stop teasing.”

she complied with your request, happily eating you like you were her last meal on death row.

you moaned, fingers tangling in her hair, hips bucking up into ellie’s smothered face. her expert lips clung to your clit, sucking softly as her tongue flicked the cherry bud. her right hand lingered by the tattoo, gripping and kneading the fat below it.

“so good baby, who’s pussy’s this?” ellie asked, her other hand moving up to slide one of her long fingers inside of you.

“yours baby fuck—s’yours, my pussy’s yours—” you cried, chest rapidly rising and falling with each shallow breath you took, orgasm nearing quickly.

“take a picture baby..so you always know who you belong to.” ellie commanded, watching herself slide another finger into your sloppy cunt.

you happily obliged, taking your phone as ellie continued to eat you out. you moaned, back arching.

struggling to keep your arms straight, you positioned the phone at a good angle and snapped a photo, accidentally starting a video as you fumbled with the device.

“ellie..fuck…don’t stop—god don’t stop!” you whimpered, the phone falling onto the mattress as you moaned your girlfriends name over and over.

her fingers were relentlessly perfect, arching and thrusting in just the right way ellie knew hit all the spots you loved the most.

“m’gunna cum! please-don’t—stooop!” you cried, extending your last word as you climaxed hard on ellie’s face and fingers.

ellie rode you through it, slowing her pace on licking and thrusting into you. aftershocks rolled through your body, causing you to twitch every now and then as she departed from your puffy clit with a ‘pop’ and retracted her fingers.

“you alright, baby?” she asked, getting up to grab a towel for her hands.

you stopped her, looking into her beautiful green eyes as you licked her hand clean. ellie swallowed hard, the feeling of your wet tongue dragging on her fingers creating new sensations.

“i’m so fucking glad i don’t gotta share you.”

[literatureloverx]

Hiii!! good day to you☺️☺️!!! Just wanna ask something if you don't mind me🤗. In the aftercare scenario with fyodor, in the last part of it they talked about having children. Since reading that it's the only thing on my mind rn😔. I really wanna know what you think about fyodor, his darling and their children. Like would he be a good dad, an okay one or a bad one? How maby children do you think he'll have? Etc etc. Even though it's kinda impossible for him(rn) to have children since it'll probably become a problem for his plan, but can't a girl dream?🥺 Anyway tyty in advance if you answer this

(I love you so muchhhhh ahhh i wanna bite you/affectionately/😚😚. I love love the way you potray fyodor— my knees become weak every time I read one of your post! You're literally serving us a whole 5 star mchelin meal and I'm licking the plate- all utensils clean frfr😋😋. I hope you continue this and I'll be right here with the others supporting you🫶🏼🫶🏼)

Oh my gosh, I actually shed some tears here…🥺❤️

I can’t even begin to tell you how much your support means to me. Every time I read your sweet words, I get so emotional. I'm beyond grateful for your love and encouragement—it really keeps me going. ❤️

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!❤️❤️❤️

In actuality, I got two other requests about Dad!Fyodor. I wrote some headcanons about this and included a scene too, but since I don’t want to be unfair, I will post the scenario I wrote here and the headcanons in the other request ❤️

I hope you enjoy it, my dear! ❤️

Mdni, yandere behaviour, unhealthy behaviour, dad!fyodor, ideal type fem!reader, fluff, etc.

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F Y O D O R D O S T O E V S K Y

Belonging

Never in his life had Fyodor calculated that he would end up in this moment. It was a delight indeed, to feel the pleasure of utter belonging. You, belonging to him. Him, belonging to you. Him, belonging to his own small family.

A small smile forms on his lips, his eyes softening as his pale, cold hand gently places itself upon your belly.

It feels so strange, in an almost tooth-rottingly sweet way. It was something he never wished for, never considered before. But since you came crashing into his life with your graceful, soft, sweet nature, hopping into his safe space, jumping over his seemingly endless high walls, everything has been changing for him.

To find himself in such a vulnerable state was frustrating. He did not handle this new information well at the beginning, at all.

After endless loneliness, he felt uncomfortable with the togetherness with someone else. Finding you and falling for you, his soulmate, his lover, was indeed a shock for his hardened heart.

But now, this? A child? His child, that you’re bearing inside your very body?

He is not someone who loses his cool easily. You softened him. Your still unborn baby, whom he can't imagine parenting as any other human being does, softened him. He has found himself dwelling on thoughts obsessively focused on you and your child. About your future.

If this had not happened simply by itself, he wouldn’t have thought of having a child. But now that you’re full with his child, smiling at him with utmost love and affection, he can't help but love your baby.

Love… such a distant word for him for decades, for hundreds of years. Humbling, but so utterly real.

“Can you feel it, my love?”

“Yes, love.”

His gaze focuses on you, the dark glimmer shining through his soft expression, a sight far too familiar to you.

“I’m amazed how we managed to produce such an energetic offspring, given our harmonious and peaceful personalities.”

His humorous comment makes you huff out a giggle, amused at his remark.

“I’m not sure if I’d describe you as such, my love…”

His eyes soften further.

“I believe that motherhood has already made you brattier, my dear. We might need to change that attitude in the near future.”

Another chuckle, this time even more heartfelt than before.

He softly kisses your forehead, his fingers gently caressing your belly.

“The medicine is working. You’re feeling less dizziness, correct?”

Fyodor being your husband has more than enough beautiful aspects to it. One of them is, indeed, his ability to see, hear, and understand everything the moment it occurs. Like now. He always knows how you’re feeling, and it is refreshing in a sweet way.

“Yes, my love. I’m doing very well. Also, I'm not lonely at all, thanks to you.”

He smiles fondly, a lazy smirk stretching out his lips. Of course you weren’t. He is often away, but he always manages to send you gifts and activities to pass the time with. You’re always surrounded by people who dote on you and do everything in their power to make you feel comfortable in your huge mansion while you wait day and night for your husband to arrive and show you his affection.

It always pays off. The waiting, the longing, the slight agony that sometimes pierces your heart and makes you miss him even more than ever.

But he always returns. Always, without a single exception.

In those times whenever you were waiting eagerly for your husband to return, you had plenty of time to think about every possible possibility. How your lives would change when your little one arrives, what kind of mother you’d be to your child, what kind of father Fyodor would be… you never once doubted him.

You trust him with all your heart and secretly, this trust gives Fyodor immense strength, even if he never verbally acknowledged it. He knows that you trust him, and your trust and love work wonders on him.

From a logical perspective, he is not someone who needs love or acknowledgment, praise or appreciation. But with you by his side, loving, appreciating, trusting, understanding, and caring for him unconditionally, he acknowledges that everything is so much more beautiful as you bestow pure joy into his previously cold and inhumane life.

Your little family already makes him feel more human. You make him feel human. Not that he thought that he ever cared about being inhuman, but it turns out that he is, indeed, not much different than other human beings.

Feeling like a human has an incredible vulnerability to it. But with you, he can’t help but bow down to his own humanity, to his own vulnerability.

“I love you...”

His eyes glimmer with a faint shadow, and you can see inside his eyes how his sentence continues.

‘…I love both of you.’

To read my other works and the backstory to this scenario => MASTERLIST

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BLEAURGHHH

𖡎 youtube compilation of atinys favourite vlive moments of m/n taking care of his drunken members

𖡎 ateez x 9th member! male! reader

𖡎 ot9 au, after wanteez ep. 19, 20, 21, zb1 n xikers r mentioned!

𖡎 drunken behaviour(LMAO), suggestive(kinda idk)

𖡎 ignore the title😭 it'll make sense afterwards

clip 1 — mingki's heartbroken era💔

the phone wobbled as you set it some place high so the atinys could witness the dead bodies that sprayed across the dormitory living room. you sweatdropped internally.

atiny1: LMAOOO ARE THEY DEAD???😭😭

atiny69: HAHHA WHAT HAPPENED BAE⁉️⁉️🤭

you scratched your head, "yeah... well, i dunno how this happened either..." suddenly, a wild mingi knocks you to the ground in a bear hug, "ah- mingi, get off! you're so heavy-" you shut up immediately as you heard soft sniffling coming from the male as he clung onto the leg of your pants.

"mingi...?" you slowly lifted the boy up and cupped his cheeks as his eyes were filled with tears, you cooed at him, "awh, what's wrong my princess?"

atiny1: WHAT🫣

atiny2: PRINCESS!?!?!?!?ASLFAENALJ

atiny3: MNGKI FOR LIFE🫂

atiny1: I BELIEVE IN MNGKI👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

atiny2: MNGKI MNGKI MNGKI

atinky69: KISSKISSKISS PLSPLPSLPSL

atiny127: GYATT🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻

atiny1: ???😭

mingi sniffled and mumbled incoherently, "hey, hey, hey, slow down. shhh, i'm here..." you press your forehead against his as he sniffled and hiccupped.

atiny1117: AWWHHHHH NO WAY THEY STRAIGHT🥶

atiny2: LMAOOOO

atiny1: STOP U GUYS R RUINGIN THE MOMENT LMFAO

you cradled the larger male in your lap as mingi buried his head into your stomach, "what's bothering you, love?"

atiny3: they make me so happy :(((

atiny127: REAL🍆🍑💦

atiny69: WHAT😰

"do you hate me...?" you were so shocked you had to look into the camera to make sure you heard it right. "w-what? what are you talking about, mings?"

atiny1: WE HEARD THAT TOO OML🥺🥺🥺

atiny666: what'd i miss

atiny1117: WAAAAA😭

"during w-wanteez today,,, you- you didn't wanna sit next to me, uhhhh-" mingi began crying again upon the upsetting reminder of his heartbreak as you had to physically hold yourself back from laughing.

it's not that you didn't want to sit next to mingi, it was just the way he acted when he's drunk. it's confirmed when he screamed in yeosang's face during the games so yes, you were terrified of drunken mingi.

atiny3: AHAHA HES SO CUTE

atiny69: [image] ME RN LMAOAO

atiny666: THIS IS SO FUNNY WHAT😭😭

atiny1: WHERRE THE CLIPPERS AT⁉️⁉️🙃

"o-oh honey... i don't hate you," mingi looks up at you with glossy eyes, "you don't...?" you squish his cheeks and press your noses together, "of course i don't, in fact i love you a lot, princess." mingi doesn't reply and only giggles as he gets sleepier.

atiny2: HIS CHEEKS ARE RED IM DEADDDD

atiny127: im convinced the entirety of ateez is just m/n's harem😭

atiny69: mans melting😮‍💨

atiny1117: [image]

clip 2 — MOMMY MN🥵🥵

you sighed as you came back into view of the camera in your black tank top, muscular arms proudly flexing with each move you made. it was true when atinys said that your face doesn't match your body.

atiny69: MOMMY OMFG

atiny1: [image]

atiny127: HIS ARMS???A;S,C;V/LEAV(*)??/😳

you giggled at the comments, "you guys think i'm a mother...?" scratching your head, you pick up a hairtie from behind the camera and tied your hair into a high bun, and went back to the dead members on the ground.

san smirked as he saw you walk near him, "yahhhh, noona's so pre-pretty...!" he spoke loudly between hiccups as his grin only widened. "keep quiet, san. it's late already." the male jutted out his bottom lip before mumbling a quiet 'sorry'.

atiny666: he only listens to mother🤞🏻

atiny3: hes jus like me😋

you coo before kissing the male's cheek as he giggled and pressed his hand against the spot you kissed, staring at you like a high school girl would to their senior crush. you wrap san's arms around your neck as your right arm goes under his thighs while your left supports his back.

atiny1: WAIT IS HE GONAA-

atiny1117: HE CAN PICK SAN UP???

atiny2: AHHH MOMMY😩😩😩

in your squatted position, you huffed a few times before successfully carrying san upwards as he giggled and nuzzled into your neck, making you stumble slightly before pecking his forehead.

you turn to the camera, "i'll tuck him in first, be right back!" you quietly jog into san and wooyoung's shared room as you plop the male onto his bed and tuck him in.

atiny1: NUUUU I WANNA SEE THO😭

atiny127: u so thirsty for what😐

atiny3: REAL cuz he can carry the entirety of ateez

atiny69: HE ALSO CARRIES THE INDUSTRY🕺🏻🕺🏻

atiny1117: WE ONLY SPIT FAX AHHHH😍🤞🏻

atiny2: [image]

san whined and made grabby hands towards yo, "nuuu! noona sleep w-with me tonight,,, pleaseee!" he did the best puppy eyes he could and you hesitated for a moment before smacking his forehead, "don't be dumb, san. i won't sleep with you when you smell like alcohol."

san's expression resembled that of a kicked puppy as you felt your heart clench, regretting your words immediately. "oh, san that's not what i-" before you could finish, san throws up.

in bed, onto his sheets and his shirt. you mumble a string of curses as he falls right back to sleep. you weren't gonna get any sleep tonight, you were sure.

clip 3 — mother at work!!🫶🏻

when you came back in view after like 10 minutes, you were drenched in sweat and panting hard. you said nothing as you glanced to the camera before taking out a bottle of wine from the fridge.

atiny2: ???😭

atiny666: mother is tired🤕🤞🏻

atiny1: i wonder what happened :(

sitting down you pop open the cork and pour a large amount into the glass that stood right in front of the camera. sighing you took a large gulp of half of the glass before groaning, setting it aside.

you coughed, "okay, so san threw up just now and i had to move him to wooyoung's bed and clean up his shirt and sheets," you covered your face, "it was so damn gross, oh my god..."

atiny3: LMFAOOO😭

atiny69: ITS ALWAYS SAN☠️

atiny1117: god bless mother☹️🙏🏻

atiny127: doing gods work fr

you laughed the tiredness off, "yeah, it's always san and wooyoung actually. but i think it's really special, they mean a lot to each other." you took a sit from the glass and swirl the liquid around.

your attention was turned back to the rest of the drunken members when you heard wooyoung groan and whine on the ground. "so cold..." he rolls on his side and hugs his forearms.

atiny2: SO CUTE🥺

atiny143: IM BACK😗

atiny666: ☹️☹️☹️

atiny1117: [image]

walking over, you squat down and hug wooyoung against your chest as his lips curl into a smile and cracks his eyes open, "noona...!" he buries his head in the crook of your neck and wraps his arms around your middle.

"missed 'chu...." he hiccupped as you exhaled from your nose, stroking his hair softly as he hums in satisfaction. "let's get you to bed, young-ah." he nuzzles his face further into your neck in response.

atiny143: OH MY GOD

atiny2: im dead yall🪦

atiny127: I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE

atiny666: [image]

picking his up bridal style, you toss wooyoung upwards a few times as he giggles and kisses your face nonstop. "young-ah, stop- i can't see," you stumble backwards a bit as he nuzzles his cheek with yours, giggling like a maniac. "i'm gonna fall-"

just like you said, you fell. with wooyoung still in your arms, you twisted forward on instinct and slipped again. before you landed, your arm instinctively came up and wrapped it around wooyoung's head.

you landed on your side as wooyoung knocked himself out. you sat up with your hair flying in all directions and forearms slightly bruised at the impact. you looks straight into the camera but not saying a thing.

atiny1117: DID THE CLIPPERS GET THAT????

atiny127: m/n shielding wooyoungs head🥹

atiny1: IS WOOYOUNG SLEPING😭

atiny69: M/N RISKING HIS LIFE JUST FOR WOOYOUNG TO FALL BACK ASLEEP LMFAOAOAO

atiny143: is he drooling??☠️

you turn to look at wooyoung, who had drool seeping from the corner of his mouth as he snored softly. you covered your mouth and snorted before picking him up again, "okay, i'm really gonna tuck him in now."

atinys bid you goodbye for the second time as you walked out of view towards his and san's shared room. you sweatdropped internally as you realise they might be uncomfortable at the small space.

sighing, you place wooyoung down next to a knocked-out san before tucking the two in. you felt your heart swell as you watch the two instinctively curl into their usual position; wooyoung tucked under san's chin as the other had his arms wrapped around wooyoung's head.

you giggled and took your phone out, snapping a quick picture, you peck both of their foreheads and turn off the dimly lit table lamp before closing the door quietly as to not disturb their slumber.

clip 4 — late night drinks with the mothers🫡

sighing, you pour more wine into your glass while massaging your temple with the other hand.

atiny1117: nuuu stop drinking mamas☹️

atiny69: stay healthy :(

atiny1: stay strong babes!!

atiny666: i just came back from twitter and i cannot begin to explain how ridiculous it is that m/n gets so much backlash for standing up for his members

atiny127: REAL i saw so many articles on it like leave them alone wtf🫠

you smiled gently as you read the comments, "yeah, i've seen all those articles and honestly i don't care." you take another sip of your wine, "i expected something like this to happen way back. and if this is what'll happen to me for protecting my members i'll take it."

as you swirl the glass, you saw from the phone that seonghwa had emerged from his slumber behind you. turning around, you snap your finger to catch his attention. "m/n? why aren't you in bed- is that wine!?" the elder quickly snatches the glass from your hand.

atiny2: NOOO LET HIM DRINK😡😡

atiny666: honestly why are they both up at ass oclock??

you roll your eyes and lean onto the table, "c'mon hyung, i'm not 17 anymore. i can drink if i want to." seonghwa looks into the glass, "it's been 5 years already... i still remember when we were just trainees." the two laughs before you offer another seat for the male.

taking out another glass, you pour into it before clanking the glass with the one in seonghwa's hand, "cheers to us." seonghwa sighed before smiling gently, "cheers to us."

atiny69: THE MOTHERS ARE TOGETHER OMG😩😩

atiny1: hwa looks so handsome here🥺

atiny666: its been so long :(

atiny143: im actually a new atiny and i wanna ask if m/n has trained in other companies before?

skimming through the question, you smiled at the memory of your past. "yes, i was a trainee in yuehua." seonghwa's eyes widen as he swallows the wine, "wait, really? you've never talked about that before." you squeeze his cheek, "yes i have. you just weren't paying attention, hyung."

"anyways, i don't know how i joined but i was really confident in my singing and vocals so i thought it'd be fun to try it out and see if i could get some critiques. who knew i actually passed the audition?" you laughed and smacked seonghwa's arm jokingly.

"i was a trainee there since i was 16, but afterwards i became a vocal trainer there and trained a lot of younger trainees' vocals." seonghwa made an 'o' with his lips, "woah, that's so cool!"

atiny1: wait, does that mean you know the members of zb1???

atiny666: SLAYYY KING

atiny143: i heard yuehua is so strict i cant believe u even became a trainer oml😭😭😭

you perked up, "yes! i actually do know them- well, not all of them. i'm specifically closer to ricky and zhang hao since i was their trainer for like a few months." seonghwa stood up and grabbed the wine bottle before pouring more into the two glasses.

"i actually did congratulate them on their win! i was so proud when i heard that they successfully debuted, i'm so proud!" you put a hand on your chest as you remember jumping on your bed while the two were on call with you telling you nice things.

atiny1: KING SHIT🕺🏻

atiny666: hes so caring to others too🥹

atiny69: ilysm m/n!!!

atiny143: when did u join kq tho?

you perked up, "ah, i was actually jongho's senior since high school so when he got in he told me about it obviously." you smiled at the memory, "it was when i was a vocal trainer at yuehwa then so he told me to go join him and so i did." you look over to seonghwa and grinned happily, "and i'm so grateful i did."

atiny2: HE CARRIED THE INDUSTRY!!!

atiny127: hes literally carrying 5th gen

atiny1117: MY KING SO TALENTED ILYSM :(

you leaned on seonghwa's shoulder as you felt your heart swell at all the nice comments. so many years of hardwork and you were finally getting the credit you deserved. "yeah i agree with our atinys,"

you tilt your head up as seonghwa smiles fondly at you, "i think you're amazing and just so, so talented." seonghwa's smile falters as he sees your expression remain unchanging, "d-did i say something wrong...?"

atiny1117: is bae ok...?

atiny1: is he getting emotional?

atiny69: M/N BAE☹️☹️☹️

seonghwa's eyes go wide upon seeing tears forming in your eyes, sclera turning red as you inhaled shaky breaths, "...really?" seonghwa blinks, "huh?" you sniffle before taking a sip from your glass, "do you really think i'm amazing?"

seonghwa didn't even notice he was holding his breath as his eyes soften and he pinches your cheek, "of course! you're amazing," you smile gently, "you work so hard all the time and you deserve the world, love."

you blink back a few tears as seonghwa pulls you in for a heartwarming hug, kissing your head and whispering words of praises in your ear.

atiny666: IM SOBBING SO HARD RN

atiny2: [image]

atiny143: WAAAAAAAA🥹

clip 5 — dinner for breakfast😵🔥

you groaned as you finish sweeping the floors finally. throwing yourself back on the chair, you whine at the hardness as seonghwa softly snored on the couch. you smiled before tossing the entire wine bottle down your throat, finishing it with a rumbly groan.

atiny127: HELP HE JUST TOSSED THAT SHIT😮‍💨

atiny2: is he ok🤕

atiny666: [image]

atiny1117: does he suck dick like that

atiny1: WHAT SID YOU SAY😭😭😭

glancing at the screen, you notice the view rising little by little as you turn to check the clock. damn, one in the morning? you rub your tired eyes as you got up and threw the wine bottle away, taking a pan out of the cabinet.

you said nothing as you poured some oil over the pan, moving the pan in a circular motion for the oil to spread. afterwards, you take out whatever leftovers you had from the fridge and threw the random foods into the pan, adding a few spices here and there.

as you tossed the pan up and down, hongjoong emerged from his room and did a small stretch before sitting down on the chair, blinking in surprise at the screen before him before waving to the camera. "heyyy, why're you guys up at one??"

atiny2: waiting for u beautiful😫

atiny2018: IM HERE WHERE IS HONG😍

atiny1117: barefaced joong🥹🫶🏻

atiny666: whyre U up at 1!?🤨

you crane your neck backwards to see a sleepy hongjoong waddle towards you. "hyung, if you're sleepy you can go back to bed. i'll leave some food for you." hongjoong only hums as he rests his chin on your shoulder, barely able to reach your height.

seonghwa giggles in the corner. the tiny leader blinks, "why're we eating yesterday's dinner for breakfast?" you shrug, "i dunno, it's all we have." hongjoong groans before throwing his tired self onto seonghwa, who had just finished setting up the plates.

atiny69: MATZ🥹🥹🥹

atiny1: i can never get enough of them

atiny1117: which one?🤭

atiny1: GIRL ALL OF THEM😫

from the screen, the atinys could see the smoke coming from the hot pan. as you finish frying the noodles, you shove it near the camera for them to see your handiwork. "see, aren't i such a good cook?"

hongjoong groans, "can you shut up and bring it over already? i'm starving." seonghwa and you snort, "i think somebody's in a mood today." hongjoong turns to glare at the older, "am not." "are too." "am not!" "are too!"

you blink as you take a seat in-between the two, hoping to stop their childish fighting, but of course they don't. they just repeat the same phrase as you scoop up some of the noodles and place it in your bowl. although you had this last night, you were still ready to devour it whole.

atiny666: LMAOOO M/N SITTING THERE LIKE😭😭

atiny2018: i stan my unbothered king🫶🏻

atiny143: left ear: am not, right ear: are too☠️☠️

atiny1117: m/n is such a mood honestly😍

atiny127: REAL our king deserves more dicks

atiny2: whats with you and dicks???

atiny127: im a proud atiny!!!!

atiny69: you mean youre gay?

atiny1117: we are lgbtq😈🔥🔥🔥

hongjoong interups seonghwa with a loud gasp as half of the noodles vanish, resting securely inside your stomach. "what the hell! you just eat half of the pan, are you kidding me??" you bit back a laugh as you her hongjoong's stomach growled. seonghwa only ignored him and puts noodles in his own bowl.

hongjoong groans and rolls his eyes before filling his own bowl with the rest of the food. your cheeks puffed up at the amount of food that filled into your cheeks, you only closed your eyes and hummed at the warm feeling invading your tummy.

clip 6 — jjong's m/n🥹

you set the phone on the desk of your bedroom, taking a few steps back to sit on the edge of your bed. you open the curtains to see the sky still pitch-black as you stared at the still bustling streets.

atiny1: HES SO SHDNSH😍

atiny69: side profile🤭

atiny143: CLIPPERS GET THAT🥹

suddenly jongho enters after a knock on your door. "yes?" you stop breathing when you see tears prickling at the corner of his eyes. "hey jjong, c'mere what's going on?" he rubbed his eyes and sat next to you, not noticing the camera and your eyes dart from the camera to him continuously, hesitating on if you should tell him or not.

atiny3: NOOO HES SAD

atiny2018: JJONG☹️☹️☹️

atiny127: WAAAAAA M/N TAKE CARE PLS😔

as he sat down, he looked at you once and then burst out crying onto your shoulder. you deadpanned to the camera and the atinys could feel your panic right then. "hey, hey- jjong look at me first." you cup his cheeks and tilt his face up, heart clenching at the sight of dried tears on his cheeks. you ran your fingers across his cheeks gently, lulling to a sleepy state.

"can you tell me what's going on bub?" jongho sniffled and pulled you in for another hug, this one tighter than the last. "i-i had a nightmare..." his voice got progressively softer as he finished his sentence, embarrassed at the fact a mere nightmare affected him so badly.

atiny2: guys i think he got a nightmare🤓

atiny69: SOBBING ON THE FUCKIGN GROUND

atiny1117: im gonna kms

atiny1: WAAAAA MAMA M/N☹️

you sighed before patting his head, you could read the boy like a book and you knew how embarrassing it is for him whenever he had nightmares. "there's nothing wrong with having nightmares jjong." he shook his head, "no! i feel bad,,, why am i having these dreams when everyone's treating me so nicely?"

he pulled away and frowned, "it feels like i hate them or something...!" you brush his hair back, "but you don't. these things happen and we shouldn't dwell on them." he looks down, "what did you even dream about?"

he blinks continuously as he tried to avert from your burning gaze, "i... it was about you and the members," you held his trembling hands as he spoke, "the members were telling me how i was holding them back and that i'm," he sniffled, "that i'm a disappointment. and hongjoong-hyung laughed and told me i'm not as good as i think i am..."

you didn't say anything, you only caressed the back of his palm, trying to soothe him. "and you... you told me you hated me and that you didn't want me anymore!" once again, jongho began to sob as you pulled him back your chest. "jjong..." you rest your chin on top of his head, "you know i love you a lot right?"

you felt him nod into you chest, "i'll never leave, even if you wanted me to." he smiled before bursting out crying.

atiny1: UR THE MAN M/N😭

atiny1117: THE CLIPPERS BETTER HAVE GOTTEN THAT OUHHH😭☹️

atiny143: [image]

atiny666: 🫂

suddenly, yeosang burst into the bedroom and you and jongho both turn to look at him, "i heard jongho's crying, are you okay?" jongho furrows his eyebrows, "how did you know i was crying?" you began to sweat as you gestured for yeosang to shut the fuck up, but the clueless will stay clueless. "it's on live."

upon hearing that, jongho shoved you onto the bed and scavenged the room for any hints of a camera. after a minute or two, jongho stares straight into the camera and take it out from behind the lamp. he glares at you for a moment before looking back into the camera, "the live's over, have a good day atinys."

the live has ended!

©BRRRKDSLEK 2023

[reashot]

The continuation of the battle for the Arc's Booty/How Jaune managed to sexually satisfy two girls that held him hostage. Trafficknight version. (NSFW)

Bewarned, horny inside

The last time we saw our three "heroes" they were seen carrying Jaune away from the two monochrome sisters. To do something unspeakable to him.

Jaune: Ruby, Jess you don't have to do this!

*plop Jaune down on a soft white bed*

Ruby: Gu, he, he, he. *drooling uncontrollably* 😋

Oh Jaune, you know that I'm gonna do something really good to you.

Jaune: *gulp*

Jess: Excuse me Ruby. WE are about to do something to him.

Ruby: Oh, of course. I'm sorry Jess. We are so gonna 'effed you up. 🤬

Jaune: *whimpering*

Ruby: *giggle* Do you want to know what we will do to you? 😌

Jaune: *shakes head*

Ruby: C'mon Jaune don't you at least a little bit curious? 🥺

Jaune: *shakes head*

Ruby: Too bad! We're gonna tell you anyway.

First we will kiss you. Tenderly at first of course. 😚

Jaune: *gasp*

Jess: Then we start being rougher and leaves trails of love marks across your neck.

Afterward we will slowly take off your clothes.

Saving your underpants for last.

Jaune: (Oh no.)

Ruby: Then we will slowly take it off. Then we will rub your most important part. 😏

Jess: And then we will take turns licking it...

Jaune: *scared*

Ruby: But we will make sure to only edge you... 😊

Jess: So you can never achieve completion...

Jaune: *frustrated*

Ruby: And when you can no longer stand being teased... 😉

Jess: We will take turn riding you. Over and over again...

Jaune: *scaroused*

Jess: We will make sure to take our time very, very slow pacing ourselves. All while denying you your release.

Ruby: And when you finally can't stand it any longer we will force you to come inside of us so we can have your baby... 👶

Jaune: *internal screaming*

W-wa-wait, wait, wait. We can't do that we need to use a condom!

I mean you two at least have some protection right?

Ruby & Jess:

Jaune: Oh sweet brothers...

And true to their words Ruby and Jessica did everything what they told Jaune earlier.

They begin by kissing him. At first Jaune tried to resist but after a while he soon relented to both Ruby and Jessica intense kisses. Even returning it to the delight of the two girls.

But kissing Jaune's lips weren't enough for them. They soon move to his neck and started removing his shirt while at the same time leaving trails of kisses on his exposed body.

Jaune unintentionally starts moaning in pleasure from the kisses he receives. This elicit a giggle from Ruby and Jessica. But only for a moment. Until they return to kissing and teasing Jaune. Bit by bit all of Jaune's clothes is then slowly removed until finally they reached the final piece...

Jaune: *labored breathing*

Ruby: This is it Jess... You ready? 😜

Jess: Huh? Y-yeah I'm ready.

Ruby: Okay. Here goes... *pulls down Jaune's underwear* 😁

Ruby & Jess: *stares in amazement* 😳

Ruby: Wow... 😶

Jess: Big...

Jaune: Shut up, all right! I know it's big. I have a complex about it. *pout*

Ruby: It's nothing to be ashamed of Jaune. 🤤

Jess: Yeah some chollos would kill to have that big pēne. (And I would defo kill to have yours in me. )

Jaune: Well I don't want it. I just wish it was smaller.

*smack*

Jaune: Oww! What the Salem?

Ruby: No more talking! It's time for entering! 😤

Jaune: Please don't. Ruby it will never fit!

Ruby: When there's a hole there's a way! 😠

Jess: I wish you luck Ruby.

Ruby: Thanks Jess... Well, here I go. 😣

Jaune: NOOOOO!!!....

A few moments later...

Ruby: ..... It didn't fit. 🙁

Jaune: I told you Ruby. I was too big.

Jess: Well now what do we do. We're too worked up to stop now.

Jaune: I think I can help you with that...

Jess: Really, how?

Jaune: Well if I can't use my "lower equipment" I can use my upper one... If you know what I mean.

Ruby: Well what are you waiting for! Ravish me right now.

A few hours of very satisfying oral session later...

Jess: Dios mio...

Ruby:

Back to the sisters.

Weiss: Slut!

*thrust*

Bleiss: Prude!

*clang*

Weiss: Slattern!

*parry*

Bleiss: Tight...

Wait. I sense a disturbance in the force it as if someone managed to achieved mind blowing multiple orgasm and I'm sensing that someone that gives it is Jaune...

Weiss: Wait. Where is Jaune?

Bleiss: It seems we have a problem...

Truce?

Weiss: Agreed, we need to find Jaune. Any thought on how to find him?

Bleiss: Hmmm let me check... My scroll.

*ping*

Found him.

Weiss: Wait. How did you know about Jaune's location?

Bleiss: Easy, I had him chipped long time ago.

Weiss: .... You are one crazy bitch you know that.

Bleiss: I will take it as a compliment.

Now c'mon sis we need to save our man.

Next morning...

Jess: *yawn* Last night was so great, Jaune. Do you want to do it again?

Ruby: .... No stop it!!! 😭

Instead of the sight of her lover sharing the same bed with her. Jessica is met with sight of Bleiss and Weiss riding Jaune from both end.

Weiss: OH BROTHERS!!! Yes JAUNE YES YOUR TONGUE FEELS SO GOOD!!!

Bleiss: AAHHHH!!! YOUR HUGE DICK FEELS SO GOOD INSIDE OF ME JAUNE!!!

GO AHEAD JAUNE COME INSIDE OF ME, KNOCKED ME UP!!! GIVE ME YOUR BABY!!!

Jaune: !!!!

Weiss & Bleiss: Ahhhh!!!.....

Weiss: That was amazing Jaune... It's my turn next, move over Bleiss.

Bleiss: Sure thing dear sister.

And Jaune if I got pregnant from this you will marry me , right?

After all you don't want Jaune junior to grow up without a father.

Jaune: *nodding*

*turns to Ruby & Jessica*

And I hope this teaches you two a lesson to never bet against black.

[shuuuuush]

💙 - damn this is my perfect opportunity hehehehe , ok soooo can I request smth like failing an exam and being soooo sad but then Sharky’s there like making sure I don’t get clinical depression 🤭🤭 like a mini panic attack when the results r in and he’s there like “iss gon be ok bbg”😋💞🔥😜😏

alr thanku I’m gonna die if u write this😭😭❤️❤️

Lisa, ofc !! I hope you like this 💗

Promise Me [Sharky]

You sighed deeply, one that almost took all your breath to intake. You were waiting for the results of your exam, staring at the computer in front of you.

Hovering over the email app, with the mouse but not pressing it.

It's been over 10 minutes.

10 minutes since you got that email notification.

And you really didn't want to check it.

"Sharky, I can't -"

You turned swiftly to face your boyfriend, but as quick as you turned, he took hold of your face and held in his hands, gazing into your eyes with his soft brown ones.

A hard gaze but one that wanted to show comfort, one that wanted to hold and protect you from this world.

Which is why he would be there for you, to stay by your side and help you whenever you needed him. That's why he was here now, to be there when you checked your results.

To make sure, you'd be alright.

"Lisa, baby, it's gonna be okay." He rubbed his thumb over your cheek, giving you a soft smile. You tried to avert your gaze downwards, but his hand brought you back to look at him.

"Look, even if you don't pass this exam, you can always retake it. That's a plus, not all exams have that."

You sighed for what seemed like the millionth time in a row. You took his hands off your face and held them in your own.

"I know, Sharky, but I don't want to retake it. If i can't pass this one, how can I pass the retake?" Your voice laced with worry and brows creasing deeper.

"You will pass. I know it."

"Let's be realisti-"

"I am being realistic. You're an amazing, smart person, Lisa. And I know without a doubt in my mind you're gonna pass."

He leaned in towards you and pressed a soft kiss on your lips,

Then, on your left and right cheek,

And lastly, placing the softest kiss on both of your eyelids, so delicate you could barely feel it.

And when he leaned back, he gave you the brightest smile as he watched your face turn more away from anxiety.

"Promise me. If you need to, you will, because I wholeheartedly believe that if you truly work hard for it, you'll get it, baby."

You took a deep breath and nodded slowly, putting a small smile on your face.

Sharky turned your head to face the computer, your body following suit as he watched you take the mouse in your hands once again.

Even with Sharky there beside you, your heart was pounding, the anxiety you felt again spread all over your body, and your breathing became heavy.

Sharky's brows upturned. As he saw the state you were in, he knew being anxious was normal in this situation, but he wanted to you to be able to endure it.

So he took hold of your free hand and squeezed it slightly. Earning a look from you, it was clearly obvious that you were afraid in his eyes.

"Open that email, I'll be here beside you. It's gonna be okay." He spoke softly and slowly, nodding his head along with his words in reassurance.

You swallowed, turning your head as you finally clicked on the app.

You read it slowly,

Word for word.

With every word you said Sharky rubbed his thumb over your own hand.

Or he would lightly stroke your back in small circles, providing you a sense of comfort.

And when it came to the results, you shut your eyes close and inhaled sharply to calm your racing heart.

You slowly peeled your eyes open and glanced down at the results.

And your heart dropped, your mouth slightly agape and your breath hitched in your throat.

... 64%

64. And you needed 67% to pass this grade.

As you read it over and over again, trying to make sure that your eyes didn't deceive you, tears started to develop in the corner of your eyes as you stared at the screen, still in disbelief.

What did you do wrong?

"No..." You gasped under your breath, refreshing the page to see if they made a mistake and if it changed.

You turned to Sharky, who's sat there staring at you, his face downturned as well, but he stood up and went over to you, wrapping his arms around your figure.

This time, you couldn't control the tears, and you let them all out, sobbing into Sharky's chest as he hugged you, slowly stroking your hair to let you know that it was okay to cry.

Sharky's face brows furrowed together at the sound of your sobs, his face filled with hurt.

He hated seeing you cry.

Because it hurt him to see you like this.

"Lisa..." Sharky spoke quieter than a whisper, slowly tugging at you to pull you out of his grasp to take a proper look at you.

"Hey, you know you may have not gotten the score you wanted, but you tried your best. And I'm so proud of you, baby."

He kissed your forehead quickly and lingered there for a second longer. He rested his head on top of yours, brushing his hand up and down your back, trying to soothe your tears.

"It'll be okay, I'll make sure of it." Sharky's voice was firm, taking your chin between two of his fingers to make you look up at him.

Your face was covered in tears, red eyed, and flushed cheeks, a frown covering your face.

"I'll help you whenever you need, I'll test you and help you study to make sure you'll pass that retake."

Your gaze softened as you stared up at Sharky. Genuinely, you were so thankful, your heart calming with every word he said.

Sharky always knew what to say. He knew what to do to make you feel like you were at your best, even if you were at your worst.

"Promise me, Sharky?"

He laughed, the corners of his lips turning into a small smile.

"I promise."

He held your face in his right hand, wiping your tears as he kissed each place that it had left a stain.

"So wipe those tears, baby, because you won't need them anymore."

And so you smiled. Even though you may not have gotten the grade to pass, you have Sharky by your side. And with him, anything is possible. He'd help you through it all, and you wouldn't want it any other way.

"And does me telling you that I love you, Lisa, make you feel any better?"

[haecien]

Going into detail of my bias list that NO one asked for🔥🔥🔥 I just need an excuse to babble about my laloves

List;

Scoups, Jeonghan, Hoshi, Wonwoo & Minghao

General theme for these babbles: why, what, how I was attracted to them & why r they my biases!!

And being abysmally downbad

Yoon Jeonghan

how do I even begin to explain his charm, LIKE OH MY GODDD. His long hair makes me feel certain things, no reason his softness makes me go crazy HIS LOWERCASE YELLSSSS AAADHFADFJJH "Aaaaaa! " AAAA HES SO CUTEEEE BABYY ABDFABDFHBAGAB

Mb guys he escaped from my pockets

I also like how he is smart, he's also good in sports, great visuals

I have a thing for pretty men YOONZINOOOOOOO🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

LOOK AT HIMM HUAHHDFJADJFJEFEH

Choi Seungcheol

Eyebrows. DAWG. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT UR MAKING ME BLUSHHHH

Fake maknae and I'm here for it

Idk why, his lips r so plump i love it like UGHHHH IDK WHY. I NEVER FALLEN FOR THE SIDE OF THEM ON STAGE, I LIKE THE SOFTER THEM ITS SO CUTE😭😭😭

I like my men goofy

HES THE MOST BEST LEADER EVERRRR UGHH I LOVE HIMMMM

Hes such a babygirl, HIS LASHES R ALSO SO LONG???

The 3rd pic is my pfp on discord😭😭

Kwon Soonyoung

Funny how my first bias is minghao but HORANGHAEEEE

HES SO BREAD. HES SO BOBA EYESSSSS... I love it when he does the duck lips, GOD HES SQUISHABLE

Litterally, his horangahae is so adorable😭😭 i will never look at the hand sign the same again

But genuinly hes such a good dancer and singer like goddamn, he can vocal and rap🤭😊😊😍😍😍😋😋😊😊😊

Spider >>>>>

Him in that one don't lie ep made me feel smth, baby carat me was stunned

Cien rambles

GOD. I RAN OUT OF PICTURE SPACE FOR WONU AND MINGHAOOOO UGHHH

Anyways hoped you enjoy watching me talk a about my laloves ong ong! Like, I AM GOIJG TO GO WILD ON MINGHAOS LET ME COOK.

[bbokkie]

Emotions

(HOLYSHT MY FIRST REQUEST 😱😱 Anyways, I'll try my absolute best 'cause I only have written dada Chamber and Yoru 💔💔 I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS <333)

Sasha Novikov, Sova

-Sova noticed rather quickly, he has a keen eye and knows how each Agent works (that's not weird, I swear.)

-Sova always notices how you brightened a room with your aura, your smile would make anyone smile, your smile makes him smile. And seeing you not smiling- something within him breaks softly.. :(

-He notices that your cheerful demeanor slowly disappeared, bright smiles would be replaced with droopy and forced smiles. A determined, fierce look on your face would be replaced with furrowed brows, eyes empty with no shine that he so, so loved.

-He will most likely approach you a few days after he's realized of your emotions, he would have approached you the second he knew but he didn't want to bother you because he thought you were just having a bad day.

-He approaches you when you are alone in a room, a sulky look on your face made his heart ache. Being here was stressful, being here meant that you were willing to risk your life for many other lives. It was a deep burden on your shoulders to just have the will to wake up the next day, he knew exactly how you felt.

-The male would sit down beside you, smiling softly.

-"What's wrong?"

-You know how people crumble when their in a bad mood and someone asks what's wrong.. Yeaahh..you kind of broke down.

-Tears welled your eyes as you just stared blankly after his soft words parted his lips.

-Sova panicked 😰😰

-He would hug you very gently, he wants you to soften into his arms, just telling you that you can trust him with whatever burden you are carrying.

-(Headcannon that Sova gives the best hugs, argue with a mousepad 😠👎)

-He wants you to know that everyone is beside you, whatever you were going through, he would be there, the other agents would be there. He will always be there because he loves you.

Amir El Amari, Cypher

-Like Sova, Cypher would notice very quickly that you were off. But then again brushes it aside, thinking that you were just having a bad day. Everyone had their bad days, and you would be just fine tomorrow, right? Right.. 🙁

-He saw your emotions decline slowly, slowly but surely. And one day he had enough, he never liked seeing his loved ones suffer. 👎

-Like Sova, whenever you entered the room, the feeling of a tense atmosphere would be lifted, muscles would be relaxed, and soft smiles would be seen in the agents face. And he was a victim to your cute self 👿👿

-Thankfully, his smiles would not be seen by you, so his ego is still a-ok. 😋

-He's quite unsure how to approach you (poor baba boy) but he's trying his best okay.. 😞😞

-He'll approach you when you're in your room, hovered in bedsheets.

-He knocks on your door and without thinking, you would tell him to come in even though you don't know who it would be.

-You peak out in your tower of blankets, seeing Cypher.

-You kind of panic because he rarely visited you. Omg, were you in trouble? 😱😱

-He helps you calm down and then eventually asks,

-"What's wrong?"

-BREAKDOWN BREAKDOWN

-And then you just started venting, (sus..)

-Cypher understood your feelings, slowly but surely he would help you get your happy self back. Slowly but surely, he would make you feel his love from a distance.

(oh my lordy lord, i hope this isn't shitty 🙁 I tried my best 😖😖

thank you again for requesting!@!!!!@!@!#@#R#$%$#$#)

[ilovekazuhaa]

can you write spicy julieta x fem reader? 😄

“One shot”

Julieta x fem reader

genre: spice and fluff

TW: mention of alcohol and being drunk!

ahh i haven’t written for juli in like forever!!! the second i read this request ive been so excited to do it. btw this story is inspired by one of the many daydreams i have during class😋 didbsksdn julieta marry me challenge… go!

also this is gonna include dom julieta bc we all need this in our lives and i am a switch and now i am feeling submissive so yes. btw there’s no smut in this sorry to disappoint :p

You stood at the kitchen counter, eating the delicious empanadas your girlfriend had made for dinner. Your muscles ached from a long day at work and you were exhausted so this was just what you needed. A plate of them had been left for you, along with a note that said “For Y/N” written in cursive with a heart next to it. You stared at the intricate details on the note as you ate, like Julieta’s handwriting and the way she wrote her cursive r’s so dramatically and large. It was elegant looking really. And the way she wrote your name made you a little weak in the knees if you were being honest. It always made you really happy when she did little things for you like this. It was how she showed her love.

The delicious flavors spread throughout your mouth as you let out a contented sigh. A few cuts and bruises you had received during the day had faded, the pain subsiding and the tenderness gradually going away. Julieta wasn’t present in the kitchen with you as you ate. To be fair, you had gotten home really late and figured that the woman must’ve gone to sleep. The only thing accompanying you as you ate was the soft breeze and the moonlight that shone through the kitchen window.

As you took the last bite of your empanada, you heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen. You cocked an eyebrow and peeked over to where the steps were coming from until they reached the kitchen. Of course, it was Julieta. She walked in, and her tired expression turned into one that was happy and cheerful. It was so cute how her eyes lit up at the sight of you.

“Oh my gosh, home already?” the woman asked, looking at her wrist and pretending to look at the time as she walked over to you.

“Only home for you Juli” you said, swallowing the last bite of the food you had in your mouth.

The woman chuckled as she brought her face close to yours and greeted you with a kiss. After she pulled away, she paused, touching foreheads with you as she took your hands.

“Oh how I’ve missed you” she said as she stroked your cheek “Life is quite boring without you here.”

You rolled your eyes lovingly as you gave her hand a small squeeze in return “Let’s do something fun then… as a celebration since I’m back home.”

“And what would that be?”

“Oh… I don’t know…” you responded “Maybe….”

As you said this, you let go of the women and scurried over to the cabinet and took out a bottle of tequila.

“How about a strip tease?!?” you said as you ran back over to her and shook the bottle in her face.

“Y/N, no!” she exlaimed “We cant do a… strip tease in my house! We could get caught!” the woman told you, whisper yelling “Also, you know I don’t drink! I don’t like how you could get drunk and forget everything! Plus, tequila has the worst hangovers!!!”

“Come on Juli please?” you begged, frowning “A few shots won’t hurt! Live a little!”

“But I have to cook breakfast tomorrow morning!”

“So? Everyone here is grown enough to do it themselves. If anything Felix can cook. He’s a natural.”

The woman rolled her eyes as she put her hands up in surrender “Okay okay fine. Just this once. You’re lucky I’m feeling rebellious.”

“Yay!” you cheered as you grabbed her by her apron and pulled her in, kissing her passionately. You broke the kiss quickly, wanting to tease her by biting her lip as you pulled away.

“That’s my girl” you told her with an innocent smile.

You noticed how her breath hitched and how she kept you close. Gosh, this was really gonna get her going now.

Acting as if you had done nothing, you walked over to the table and Julieta grabbed two shot glasses. You sat down on one side and Julieta sat down opposite of you, right in front. You popped the bottle open and poured the alcohol into both shot glasses, filling them up to the top.

“So…” Julieta began, tapping her finger on the table nervously “How are we gonna do this?”

You smirked as your eyes trailed away from the drinks and onto the women. Her eye bags were heavy, the purple color being very prominent under her eyes despite her dark skin. Her hair was a little messy too, some stray hairs poking out of her signature loose bun and the way she slouched definitely showed how today had worn her out. This was definitely gonna help relax her. A lot.

“Basically, we’re going to ask each other questions about ourselves and if one of us gets it wrong, we take off a piece of clothing. Whoever is completely naked first loses and is at the winner’s utter disposal.”

“Oh wow… that sounds-“

“Fun right?” you cut her off “The rules are: no lying about your answers, you HAVE to take your clothes off and it can literally be anything, the questions can’t be too hard, and its up to the winner to what we do after this.”

Julieta smirked “Ah, so that’s why you asked to play this huh? You’re good.”

“Oh I know” you said, waving your hand as if it was nothing “I get that a lot.”

Setting the bottle down, you tell Julieta to start.

“Okay so, what’s my favorite color?” Julieta asks.

“Easy” you respond “Blue.”

Julieta bows her head in a ‘well done’ motion.

“What’s my favorite body part of yours?” you ask, crossing your arms.

Julieta scoffs “It’s my lips” she says “I know you can’t get enough of them.”

You cock an eyebrow and think of a funny way to tease her so you ask “Which ones?”

The second the question triggered in Julieta’s mind, she started blushing uncontrollably, covering her face and hiding it in her hands.

“You know, I really hate you sometimes!”

You laugh “So what’s your answer?”

She looks up at you, only allowing her eyes to show as her hands cover her blushing face.

“Both.”

“Good girl. You know me too well.”

“Ok so…” Julieta shifts in her seat, lifting her head back up in an attempt to boost her confidence “What did I make last night for dinner?”

She did not. She was really doing this. She knew your memory was terrible when it came to things like this. She watched your face of cockiness turn into one of shock with a hint of fear.

“No no no” you put a finger up before the woman could speak again “I know this one. It was uh-”

You continued racking your brain for an answer but you truly had no idea. Deciding to take a wild guess, you said aborrajado.

“Wrong” the woman said “Aborrajado is way too annoying to make. I don’t have enough time for that!”

You sighed “Didn’t think I’d be losing this early into the game, and yet here we are.”

You sighed in defeat and took the shot of tequila that stood in front of you. Grabbing it, you felt excitement and fear rush through you at the thought of what tonight could bring. Picking up the glass carefully, you said “Bottoms up” as you raised the glass towards the woman and brought it to your lips, swallowing the bitter liquid.

Your face made a disgusted expression due to the strong flavor of the drink.

“So bitter!” you said, your face filled with disgust as you stuck your tongue out.

Julieta couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. She thought you were so adorable, losing at your own game.

Your eyes started to get really watery as you felt the flavors of the drink trickle up your nose and into your brain.

Standing up, you looked at yourself and decided what to take off first. You had a white shirt that revealed your shoulders along with a light yellow skirt that went just below your ankles. You ultimately decided to take the skirt off because you weren’t going to let go of your pride.

Sliding the skirt down, you practically felt Julieta’s eyes bearing into your body, hungry for you but not hungry enough to do anything. Or should you say tipsy enough to do anything. You purposely let the skirt pool at your feet and you stepped out of it slowly and sat back down in your chair.

“My eyes are up here you know. At least try to make it obvious that you aren’t trying to look under the table.”

“I-I’m not trying anything. Just give me a question so we could continue this.”

Julieta shifted in her seat before she folded her hands and waited for the next question. You could sense the nervous excitement in her, it was so… exhilarating. You wanted to make her get the next question wrong, but you wanted to do it fair and square. Tapping your chin as you thought of another question, you looked over at the plants that hung from the ceiling and you realized how many there really were. This made you flashback to when the two of you first met. As if a lightbulb had gone off in your head, you thought of the perfect question that would cause her doom to be certain. You grinned mischievously and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as you readied yourself to ask the question.

“You won’t get this one righ-”

“Yes I will” she cut you off.

“No you won’t.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Julieta had a face of determination and ambition. The woman’s eyebrows were furrowed and she mentally prepared herself for whatever question you were going to ask her.

“What was the first thing I ever said to you?” you asked. She froze. Her face of determination changed to one of uncertainty and panic.

“No” she said, putting a hand up “I know this one… I swear I do.”

“Do you really?” you asked as you crossed your arms.

“Ah!” the woman blurted out, signifying she knew the answer to your question.

“It was, and I quote ‘Hola Señorita, could you heal my finger? I think its broken’ you can’t tell me I’m wrong.”

“You’re wrong.”

“What? I could’ve sworn that was it!”

“The first thing I ever said to you was ‘Hola Señorita Julieta! You may not know me, but I think you look beautiful today’ I can’t believe you don’t remember!” you exclaimed, putting a hand over your heart as if you were hurt.

“I-I’m sorry for not remembering! It doesn’t make me love you any less!” the woman said, voice filled with worry as she stood up from her chair and leaned over the table as she ran her hands through her hair. She felt guilty as the memory of the event you had just described to her came back.

You smiled. “I’m only kidding Juli. Its okay, really.”

“It is?”

“Yeah… because now that means you have to take your clothes off.”

Her face of worry changed to one of a ‘really’ look as she rolled her eyes. She scoffed and shook her head as she looked down at the ground before looking back up at you.

“You’re terrible, you know that?” Julieta told you as she tried to hide her smile.

“Yeah” you shrugged, smiling “I get that a lot too.”

You then carefully pushed the filled shot glass to Julieta’s side of the table.

“Take this before you choose. It may help a little.”

“Yeah, yeah” she scoffed and took the shot with no hesitation. Her eye twitched a little as the flavor of the drink registered in her mouth, but other than that, it didn’t seem to affect her much. She wasn’t an alcohol drinker, but she had her fair share of experiences. She knew how to keep a straight face in serious situations. Especially when it involved your hand, her, and family dinner.

“Wha- How do you not have any reaction to that!”

“What can I say? I’ve had to deal with you and your hand on several occasions that include my family. If you get what I mean.”

A hard blush formed on your cheeks as you chuckled nervously.

“Yeah… sorry about that.”

“Are you really though?” she responded.

You could only laugh and chuckle in response “You know I’m not.”

Julieta tried to ignore what you said and she looked down at herself, trying to decide what to take off first. She then put her hands on her head and removed the clip that held her hair up, allowing her brown locks stained with more than a few white strands to fall past her shoulders.

“Wha- No that’s cheating!” you stood up in protest “I said clothes! Taking off a clip doesn’t count as taking clothes off!”

The woman only looked at you and shrugged.

“It does count though. I feel almost naked with my hair down.”

“Key word, almost. But fine, I’ll let you pass this once, you’re lucky I’m nice.”

Your girlfriend gasped “And what shall I ever do if you weren’t!” she put her hand over her mouth and raised her eyebrows to act as if she had any fear.

Getting up, she made her way over to you and walked behind you, placing her hands on your shoulders as she snaked her tiny hands on them. Coming close to you, she pressed her body up against yours and you felt every curve of her body on the back of yours. A hot sting in your face and abdomen formed simultaneously.

“Don’t forget this is my house cariño. I make the rules.”

You felt her hot breath on your neck and her lips move on your ear as she spoke. She then left a soft kiss on your jaw, just under your ear as she pulled away and kept eye contact with you until she sat down again. You were only left to watch as she began to leave you sexually frustrated.

“Now, where were we?”

“Y-your turn” you managed to say, sitting down in your chair. Your entire demeanor changed from one moment to the next. Now Julieta was being the bold one.

“Oh right..” she said, biting her lip as she scanned your features. Your cheeks were still tinted red and you slouched as your arms hung at your sides.

“My question for you now is…” she tapped her chin as she pondered on her next question for you.

You took this as an opportunity to examine the woman’s features. You two had only gone for a few rounds but from the looks of it, the alcohol had already begun to take effect. Or was it because she was still fully sober and was feeling bold? Whatever it was, it was interesting and kind of turned you on. Julieta’s cheeks were tinted pink, her eyes were half closed and her brown eyes were now glossy and kept looking for excuses to look under the table. Had one shot really given her this much courage? She started twiddling her thumbs as she licked her lips and noticed your gaze.

“I can see you’re staring at me you know” the woman batted her eyes innocently “What do you say we just forget about this and go do something more interesting?”

As she said this, she stood up and started walking over to you, almost falling in the process. After saving herself and telling you she was okay, she continued to walk around the table and towards you but her hip bumped it and she fell.

“Ay dios mio!” Julieta exclaimed as her head made contact with the cold, hard floor.

You stood up and kneeled down to your girlfriend “Oh my god mi amor are you okay?” you asked worriedly, cupping her face and using the other hand to rub her forehead that now matched the color of her cheeks.

You pretended not to notice when her eyes darted to your naked legs and your gray underwear that covered the thing she was longing for the entire week. Seriously, you kept her waiting a lot and it was annoying sometimes! She just felt bad asking so she just let it happen naturally.

The poor woman could only nod. She was embarrassed that you just watched her land face first into the ground. She usually isn’t the one to be accident prone. That was your job.

“Are you hurt?” you asked.

She shook her head “My forehead does a little. Can you kiss it to make it feel better?” she asked, seriously.

You were surprised she had no shame because she had literally just fallen in front of you. You were sure that if she was sober, her cheeks would be red from embarrassment, not from the alcohol she had been drinking.

You smiled and nodded “Sure my love. Just stand up for me” you told her, getting up from your kneeling position and putting your hand out for her to grab so she could get up.

Julieta grabbed your hand softly, her fingers wrapping around your hand gracefully and gripping it. You got yourself ready to pull her up when you looked at her face. There was a hint of mischief and naughtiness in it but when you noticed it was too late. She suddenly brought her other hand in and took ahold of your wrist, bringing you down with her. You should’ve known what she was going to do when she had those eyebrows raised and a smile that was hidden by her adorable pout.

A yelp showed your surprise when Julieta pulled you down and brought you on top of her.

You were now straddling her, her body now trapped under your legs and your arms placed beside her head, propping your body up. Your hair fell in front of your eyes and tickled Julieta’s neck. Thank god it was there because it helped cover your flustered face. You couldn’t forget that you were half naked on top of her, in the middle of the night, in somewhere that wasn’t her bedroom and that where you could get caught.

You didn’t know if it was the alcohol or you, but you brought your face down and kissed her. The kiss began soft, but soon started becoming sloppy as she grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and pulled you in even closer. She began sitting up as she kissed you, keeping you close enough so that she could do whatever she wanted. She then pulled away for a moment and gently pushed you off her until you were on your knees.

The woman bit her lip as she let go of your collar and watched the sight before her. There you kneeled, your hair down and all messy, in your underwear that slightly began to fall on one side, exposing your hip, and your thirsty face that begged her to absolutely ruin you. You watched her hungry eyes darting all over your body, wondering what kind of lewd thoughts crossed her mind.

She then came close to you and whispered the phrase that you were expecting but couldn’t be more excited to obey.

“Sit on the table and take your shirt off.”

You couldn’t help but still be shocked by this though. She was just so sweet and soft a second ago.

Listening to her, you quickly took your shirt off and threw it to the side. You made sure to throw it next to your skirt to show Julieta how much you had really taken off. From the look on her face, your trick had worked. You were now only left in your bra and underwear. Her eyes followed your every move until you sat on the table, your legs closed tightly because you felt so vulnerable. That’s the excuse you kept using anyway.

Julieta then walked up to you and placed her hands on both sides of your body. You sat there, frozen in place, as you held your legs closed, eyes down, and arms covering your exposed body. Her soft fingertips grazed your thighs and you shivered under her gentle touch. Her intentions were good but felt as if they were going to become aggressive at any moment. She brought herself close to your ear and her lips grazed them before she spoke. Her warm breath on your neck drove you insane and the way she pulled on the hem of your underwear made your legs tremble.

“You’re going to really enjoy this, darling.”

The second she said this, you found your heart beating so fast and a wave of fear washed over you. But it was the good kind of fear, the one that you wanted to feel. Then Julieta pulled away slightly as she looked you in the eyes. That gaze of hers wanted to destroy you so badly. The eye contact you made created tension so thick it could be cut with a knife and those big brown eyes that looked back at you were so out of it but were so sober at the same time. Had alcohol given her this much courage? If it did, then she should definitely drink it more often.

Her cheeks were rosy pink due to the effects of the alcohol and her thoughts. Her apron was half untied as well, the straps that tied it together falling off the side of her shoulder a bit. Her gorgeous hair framed her face perfectly, a few strands going over her eyes and cheeks which made her seem a lot more intimidating. And god did you like it.

You watched her eyes flick to your neck before she looked up at you one last time. She then slipped her fingers under the hem of your underwear as she kissed your neck. The sounds of her kisses filled the room and you turned your head away from her desperately, to allow yourself to enjoy the kisses she was giving you, but also because you knew what she was going to say next.

“These right here” she pulled at your underwear again “I want them off.”

You turned to look at her once more before she got down on her knees. Your legs were still closed and you were scared to open them because you knew what would be waiting for you when you did. You felt really damp down there, and you didn’t want her seeing it. Especially since she was drunk, she had no filter and you knew she wasn’t going to stop, and neither were you.

“Julieta… I think that we should uh- maybe not get too ahead of ourselves” you said, nervously.

You wanted this, but you were in the middle of a kitchen and you weren’t about to fuck your girlfriend on a dining table, that just wasn’t going to work and it was too weird anyway. You guys could get caught!

The woman respected your wishes in her drunken state but that didn’t stop her completely. She pulled your underwear down a little and you shivered at the exposure to the cold air and she kissed your exposed hip. Her lips were so soft, they felt like a baby’s. Her hands were soft as well and small so the way that they gripped your knees and pulled your legs open surprised you.

“Relax mi vida, I’m only going to tease you a little” the woman whispered, voice filled with mischief.

You used your hands to hold yourself up as Julieta held your legs open with her hands. She gently caressed your knees with her thumb as she got closer and closer to your crotch. The closer she got to you, the more nervous and aroused you became. You bit your lip when you felt her hot breath on your inner thigh. She then came even closer and left a soft kiss on it, taking agonizingly long to pull away because she knew how it would get you. She pulled away for a moment, but only to go to another spot on your leg to kiss. This time, she was even closer to your crotch, her lips brushing over where your underwear covered the thing that would bring you the utmost pleasure but absolutely ruin you. By this point, you were blushing so hard and breathing so loud that you could probably be heard from outside the kitchen. Your heart was beating so fast and you let out irregular breaths and tried your best not to whimper at all. The only thing you could do was stare at the family tree that stood in front of you as Julieta did this. A terrible choice sure, but you had to look at something other than her if you didn’t wanna finish the job before she did.

She pulled away and stood up, her gaze piercing through your soul. She grabbed your hand gently and kissed the inside of your palm as she placed your hand on her cheek to cup. She smiled at you innocently, biting her lip as she dragged her finger down your arm before giving you yet another command.

“No need to be nervous. Lay down for me, mi amor.”

Without hesitation, you laid down and obliged to Julieta’s wishes. When your back made contact with the cold wooden table, you got chills and shivered a little. Goosebumps formed all along your arms and legs simultaneously. The way your heart beat in your chest in that very moment had never and will never be matched again and the mix of fear and excitement you felt was so beyond anything you had ever dreamed of. The image of the cream colored ceiling was blocked from your view when Julieta face popped into view as she made herself comfortable by sitting on you, straddling your body between her legs. She sat on top of you, her thighs closing in on your body. You felt your face heating up in embarrassment because you allowed yourself to get into this position without a fight. But truthfully, you didn’t want to fight at all.

Julieta then tucked a stray hair away from your face as she studied your features. That focused look on her face really had you thinking if she was still somewhat sober. The way her brown eyes studied you was with such curiosity and wonder as they quickly flicked from each of the features on your face. She squinted slightly and the wrinkles around her eyes began to show and her gray hair glimmered in the candle lit room as it fell past her shoulders because she was looking down at you. She cocked an eyebrow, her head turning slightly as she held a small smirk. Her face was littered with tiny freckles and her cheeks were so pink, you almost didn’t notice the way her entire demeanor changed yet again as she studied you. Her lips looked so soft and pink, you would move mountains and start a war if it meant you could kiss them again. They were so perfectly framed and plump, almost as if they were shaped like a heart.

“Ay Y/N, you know you’re the only one that can get me like this you know.”

Her soft voice echoed in your ears and you felt such a strong sense of euphoria wash over you. All you could think about was her and how much you really treasured her. You continued studying her as well, watching anyplace her hands went as well as where those brown eyes darted to. The woman’s shiny earrings pulled you out of your trance because they gleamed as she leaned down to kiss you.

You closed your eyes as your lips met hers and it felt like fireworks. They were so incredibly soft and it felt like you were kissing the fluffiest pillow. She tasted like sweet honey and she swiftly brought her hand up to caress your cheek gently. You kissed her back right away untied her apron with total ease. The woman then took it off and tossed it to the free space above your head.

You placed your hands on her face, bringing her even closer as you felt your hands sink into her cheeks like they were balls of cotton. Her scent was so intoxicating, the sweet aroma of vanilla filling your nose, making you relax instantly.

You felt her smile into the kiss as she grabbed your hands and placed them both on her hips as you two continued to kiss.

“What’s up with you today?” you jokingly asked as you smiled at the woman.

“Nothing…. just feeling a little extra needy today….Something wrong with that?” the woman responded flirtatiously, pausing to talk between each kiss.

“What’s making you so excited then? Is it the alcohol?”

All the woman could do was nod as she pulled away and started kissing your neck.

“You know it is.”

You smiled smugly “Well then maybe you should drink more often” you say.

After your statement you feel a light bite on your collarbone, making you yelp.

“Not happening” she says.

“Please?!?!?!” you ask “You don’t have to think before you act when you’re this way… it’s so free!” you argue.

“I’ll consider it…” she starts “just let me have my way with you for a little.”

“Sure…” you say “And what would you consider that to be?” you ask curiously, playing with the hem of her shirt.

“Let’s finish this” Julieta says as she grabs something from behind your head and waves it in front of you. It’s the bottle of tequila. And it’s only half empty.

Your eyes light up as you sit up and you now have the woman on your lap.

“Really?!?!” you ask, shocked.

“Mhm. Go big or go home right?”

“Wow! Where did my sweet Julieta go?” you ask “You’re such a rebel.”

The woman only scoffs and smirks as she pours a glass of the drink for the both of you. It took a whole 2 hours of talking about people in town, to responsibilities, to the future, to finish half of the 25 ounce bottle. By the end of this, the both of you were totally buzzed, sharing one last sloppy kiss before you laid back down on the table. Julieta joined you, finding a comfortable spot on your chest and “resting” her head there. Her organized hair was now messy and her stray hair tickled your chin as she slipped her hand in yours and interlocked fingers with you. Her head felt like a soft, light cloud resting on your chest and her breathing became calmer and calmer by the minute.

Like you, her eyes were half open and your words became more scattered as well as your movements. Your eyelids began to feel heavy as the way you stroked her soft hand slowed down, your bodies starting to shut down for the night. You two had matching red faces and hickeys all over your necks, leaving those worries for your future selves. As the night crept up on you both you had one last conversation until the night melted all of your worries away.

“Juli?” you asked.

“…Yes Y/N?” the woman says, barely mustering a response.

“You think it’s okay that we did all this?”

“Did… what?” she shakes her head, trying her best not to fall asleep right there.

“You know” you start “Do a whole drinking game and almost have sex in your kitchen?”

She shrugs “Whatever. I’m too drunk right now to worry anyway.”

“Honestly… you’re right…” you tell her as you bring her hand to your lips and softly kiss her knuckles that were battered from years of work. Their roughness gave you a sense of how much she really needed to do this. To just let loose.

“Was this….what…. one shot really did to us?” the woman asks, her eyes now closed as she buried her face into your neck.

“Yeah…” you respond “Maybe we shouldn’t drink for a while.”

“Yeah… until next time” she says.

“Yeah…. until next time” you repeat.

“Juli?” you say again.

“Yes Y/N?”

“Do you remember who won the alcohol game we played earlier?”

“Mmmm no one… we both lost.”

“Oh okay..” you respond.

“Juli?” you ask for the last time.

“Yes Y/N? What is it now?” the poor woman was practically asleep at this point.

“I love you” you say.

“I love you more mi vida” Julieta says, concluding her statement by giving you a small kiss on your jaw.

When she knew you had no further questions, the worn out woman allowed herself to drift away into dreamland. Soon after, you heard the soft snores of your love on your chest as her breathing synchronized with yours. She was your ultimate treasure, a shining diamond in a sea of rocks. Her long eyelashes tickled her rosy cheeks as she slept with a content smile on her face. The way she was curled against you was the sweetest sight you could ever imagine. Sensing that the room was a little cold, you grabbed her apron and covered her with it, tucking it under her neck and making sure it covered her body. Although you were the almost naked one here, you felt warm because of her. The sight of her alone made you feel all fuzzy inside. You tucked her hair behind her ear once more before you closed your eyes and smiled at the thought of what another day with Julieta Madrigal might bring.

Her family was going to wake up to something interesting tomorrow morning, and god did you two have a lot of explaining to do. From the “one shot” game to the hangovers, were you guys even gonna remember anything?

‘Only one way to find out. And that was to wait until tomorrow’ you thought, finally allowing yourself to doze off, only to dream of the amazing woman that had made reality better then your dreams could ever be.

[drunkjaked]

pls- i did mean nsfw, it's a little jokey joke lots of people make by saying that phrase and following up with something sweet and soft 😭 but omg !! youre so right, me and jake like this fr 🤞 i also sniff everything i can and just imagine the faces of his members when they keep seeing you leaning into each other and whispering into the others ear a "you smell good" or a "is that my shampoo?" and the shared quirk of sniffing anything that can be sniffed or sniffing food before you eat it. i feel like jake is also the type to randomly bite you for no reason, like he's laying his head on your shoulder and he turns a little to lay a playful bite on it. his heart will swell if you picked up that habit as well.

also !! i feel like he loves when you pick up his little quirks and habits!! i notice whenever i start using a new phrase or gesture, my friends tend to pick it up immediately (trendsetter methinks 😋) and i find it cute sometimes, so for jake, it would be so cute when you start bite your lips like he does or unconsciously copying his giggle or duck pout thing. and he'd be so (jokingly) exasperated when you notice that he picked up one of your small habits and you tease him saying he's like your little mini-me and he can't stop copying you or he's obsessed with you despite you actually picking up more of his habits than he did with you :( - 🗣

OOHHHHUNERINAERN im so slow .. my fault twin 💀 AGH THAT IS SO CUTE.. SHARING SHAMPOO W JAKE I HATE MY LIFE SO MUCH.. and he would notice so quick if you changed your perfume or lotion or smth ohhhhh my days.. and yes the biting thing, i think jake would just do anything to feel as close to you as possible like reaaaaally big on physical touch and skinship, so he's gonna bite you and sniff you and kiss you whatever he can do just to make sure he's touching you 24/7.. definitely whining in the middle of the night if you get up to use the bathroom or god forbid you have to leave early in the morning for something.. clingy jake is my religion actually 🧎

yeeeessss!!! like the way he sticks his tongue out all the time too.. he would be so so so proud of himself if he caught you doing something 'out of character' just because of all the time you're spending together (also we r really twins bc my friends always jack my emojis and the stuff i say.. ultimate twizz vibe) POUTY JAKE IM GONNA COMBUST DO NOT START

i think he would act like he hates it when you call him your mini-me but ik he'd be so pleased with himself and probably start using your slang / mannerisms on purpose just to get you to react ☹️

[itsleese]

Can we uhhh get something dirty for Akaashi 😋 Babyboy needs more loving. (Only if you can/want to of course! Love reading ya posts on my dash!!)

I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Akaashi’s hands are bigger than Bokuto’s because of his long fingers??

He’s concerned when he sees the tripod set up at the end of your bed, despite knowing it was gonna be there. He glances around your bedroom—normal enough, he supposed—before his eyes fall on you, on the knowing grin on your face. “Thanks for this.” You press a kiss to his lips, pushing him onto the mattress. “Sit against the headboard, Keiji; if you don’t want your face in it, keep your head above the line.”

He turns to look at the wooden expanse of your headboard. Sure enough, there’s a horizontal line taped along the length of it— silver duct tape. He does as you instruct, sitting against it, the line of his shoulders a couple inches higher than the camera’s scope.

“How often do you do this?” He enquires, curious more than anything.

“Hm? Oh,” your eyes go a little wide, and you toy with the hem of the oversized shirt dwarfing your frame “M-more often than you’d expect.”

Then you’re taking a deep breath and crawling onto the bed, tugging off that too-big shirt, then getting to work on his. “Is it recording?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah,” you breathe, glancing up to see his eyes on the camera, the little red dot. “You should be able to see us—“

“Y-yeah, I can.” He interrupts you, eyes on the computer monitor on the desk across the room.

“Are you nervous?” You ask, levelling your gaze with his, his blue eyes so dark they seem black.

“A little,” he breathes. “You’re not going to tell anyone its me?” His thick brows pinch together in concern, and you squeeze his cheeks with your hands.

“No, Keiji. Not unless you want me to.” You frown, planting a sweet kiss on his lips.

He tries not to frown down at you, but he’s never really thought that you do this— make sexy videos for money. Still, you’d approached him over the other Fukurodani boys, confided in him, told him you needed his beautiful setter hands.

He lays you between his spread thighs— your knees over one leg, back over the other— and slowly pulls off your panties, throwing them in the direction of the camera.

He misses it on purpose and you sigh contentedly, lashes fluttering shut when you’re completely naked, the only items of clothing the two socks pulled up to the middle of your thighs. “Touch me,” you instruct breathlessly, interlocking one of your hands with his, then taking the other in your free one, pulling it to rest at the apex of your thighs. “Please, Sensei.”

Right. That.

You’d been specifically asked for a student/teacher video. Commissioned for it, he thinks you’d said. You’d even offered to give him half of the hefty sum, but— and he’d never tell you this— the thought of seeing you naked was payment enough. That he’d get to touch you? Finger you?

He’d just asked for his face to be left out, which you’d agreed on with a smile.

“Sensei~” you coo when he’s taking too long. He glances down at your face; long, dark lashes fanned across your shimmer-dusted cheekbones, eyeshadow perfectly blended—burgundy to coffee to gold— lips parted, the perfect nude for your complexion.

His fingers move on their own, sliding down the soft, supple skin of your inner thigh, thumb grazing your silky heat. He clenches his jaw as your bottom lip slips between your teeth and you part your legs— eyes still closed— inviting him between them.

Inner turmoil grips his chest, doubt and confusion and lust swirling together in a storm, a typhoon—

But a finger moves on its own— his pointer— and it ghosts between your lips and you’re wet— not just wet, slimy— and he pictures his cock sliding into your wet heat as his finger does, a groan barely suppressed in the depths of his chest.

Your back arches and he’s torn between kissing you and just watching your parted lips, finger buried in you to the knuckle slowly retracting before sliding right back in. You’re tight and hot and spongey, and his cock twitches in his slacks, yearning to be the thing inside you.

“Ah,” you breathe, eyes— glassy with need and so, so pretty— opening just a little to silently beg him for more.

He swallows, licks his lips and a second finger meets the first, your eyes slamming shut, brows knitting together, the fingers interlaced with his squeezing his hand, the other knotting in the sheets by your head. Bliss, he thinks as you moan.

For him.

He picks up his pace, calloused fingers prodding that spot inside you that has you gasping, tilting your hips up and up and up, chasing the feeling as your mouth hangs open, gasping moans falling heatedly from your lips as you screw your eyes shut.

His thumb grazes your clit and your eyes slam open. “Kei...” you moan, and he sucks air in through his teeth, watches you grind against his hand, tears welling in your eyes, smudging your mascara under your eyes. “Keiji...” and it’s sinful and erotic and he knows you can’t use the footage now, but he keeps going, thrusting into you, thumb toying with that little bundle of nerves until you’re a whimpering, gasping mess.

He unlinks his fingers with yours and presses his hand between your breasts, against your sweat-sheened, heated skin, lips crashing down into yours.

Your kiss is messy, but delicious, addictive and skin-prickling. You’re breathing into his mouth, tongue moving lewdly against his, lips caresssing his, leaving his wanting, needy.

“Keiji, I—“ You gasp, arms looping around his neck and holding him there, forehead pressed against his. “If you— I’m gonna—“

“Cum,” he urges, eyes daring you to blink. “Do what you’re told.” He orders darkly, thumb pressing against your clit roughly. Then you’re clamping down on him, head tossing back as your hips fuck against his hand, warmth oozing out of you, coating his hand, the bed beneath you.

Your arms slide off of him and you sigh, eyes closing, lips quirking up in a smile. He removes his hands from your body and sits back up, leaning against the headboard with a sigh, willing his heart to stop hammering in his chest.

“I—“ you clear your throat. “I can’t use that footage.” You chuckle, hands on your face. “I called your name.” There’s a pause, and you’re contemplating what more to say. “How embarrassing.” You mumble childishly.

He pries your hands away from your face, looks you in the eyes. “I’ve got time.” He says, praying he doesn’t sound desperate. “If you wanna go again.” Then he shrugs, loosens his hold on your wrists and tries to sound nonchalant.

You bite your lip, stare up at him hungrily, longingly. “I’ve got condoms in the drawer?” You suggest lowly, propping up on your elbows, eyeing him like a predator.

He licks his lips, eyes glancing to the camera. “Don’t stop filming.”