#ok just one bite? pleaseeeee?!

[inarafright]

Every repost is a vampire kiss from me to you... I'm sweet I totally won't bite 🐈‍⬛👀

[wh0lemilk0vich]

ok what about the first time ian calls mickey “fat fuck.”

like has mickey been getting on ian’s nerves all day and now he’s getting in ian’s way in the kitchen so he mumbles a snide “fat fuck.” or maybe mickeys being bratty in bed and it’s a reprimanding “fat fuck” with a slap to mickeys ass. or maybe mickeys just absolutely stuffing himself in clothes close to bursting at dinner and ian slips a reverent “you’re such a fat fuck, mick.”

and it’s insult that ends up being anything but insulting bc mickeys reaction is getting horny/riled up, panting for it, or hot and blushing. i just can so see that the first time they realize they’re both super into mickeys body is a dumb comment that has them both unexpectedly horned up ❤️❤️

Holy Shit 🥵🥵🥵 when I say I need more of this pleaseeeee

This is speaking directly to me, you know exactly what you've done and I'm so fucking here for it.

Each of those situations you outlined has 100% happened, but I think I know exactly how Ian drops it the first time.

Ok, so picture, Ian does the shopping. He knows the fridge and the pantry like the back of his hand, and he knows what his husband likes. He keeps everything stocked, with plenty of Mickey's favorites (chicken nuggets, pizza rolls, kraft Mac and cheese, Reese's puffs, Phish food ice cream, the list goes on. He has the palette of a kindergartener, but it's endearing).

Once in a blue moon, Ian gets a treat for himself.

It's not like he denies himself, but he likes a lean, high protein diet. Cheat days are planned far in advance so it gives him something to look forward to, especially if he's on one of his infrequent cuts (preferring building mass).

So imagine his lividity when he comes home, ready for a magnum - the fancy ice cream bars - and he finds Mickey in the living room red handed, eating the last one, box empty on the coffee table, wrappers and popsicle sticks piled up next to it.

Of course Mickey just looks casual, self satisfied, barely breaking a sweat at the amount of sugar, dairy, chocolate, and fat that would have taken Ian weeks to get through. Gone in an afternoon.

"Jesus Christ- Mickey, are you fucking serious! My magnums?" Ian whines, frustrated.

"pfft I didn't see your fucking name on them."

"You couldn't even leave me one?"

"I was hungry." Mickey says, flatly

"Yeah I'll bet you were. Fat fuck." Ian spits.

There's a pause as the atmosphere changes in the room.

Mickey reacts out of instinct, hackles raising.

"The fuck did you cal-"

"You heard me. I called you a fat fuck, Mickey," Ian says, shutting him down, tone biting and dripping sex, "A shameless little fat fucking pig."

"Fuck... Ian..." Mickey's demeanor changes, softens

"All you care about is sitting on your fat fucking ass, stuffing your fat fucking gut. Christ look at you, doughy fuck, you're bursting out of those boxers."

The whole time Ian is taking Mickey in. He is undeniably fat, and it's so fucking hot. He's beautifully plump, overfed (by Ian), so soft and doughy, wobbly and yielding, and fucking heavy. Like the world's best weighted blanket. Neither of them were blind, it's not like they didn't notice this, but it was the first time they were putting things so bluntly. Raw, dominant, possessive, obsessed.

"Ian..." Mickey's clearly hard, trying and failing not to seem desperate.

"Shut the fuck up." Ian's just as wrecked, he fully gives over to the character. "Here's what you're going to do, piglet. You're going to get the 3 pints of Ben & Jerry's I got you out of the freezer, run your fat little ass upstairs, get naked, and wait for further orders. Do I make myself clear?"

"Oh, fuck, y-yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good boy. Now move!"

Ian watches Mickey follow his commands, and he has to adjust himself as he starts stripping and following him up to their bedroom.

That phrase becomes a trigger for both of them.

I'm so grateful for this ask please more like this 🙏🙏🙏

[stormyykat]

ok one more and ill give you blorbo bingo.. batmarbles?

FUCK THESE GUYS !!!!!!!!!!

btjkes if it was GOOD !

they are so funny to me. uber ultra serious The bat and the green clown fucker thats obsessed with him and wants him to bite zem sososo bad pleaseeeee you have to bite him its his birthday its zes birthday wish youhave to y

i love how jess is supportive of her friends horrible crush. im so happy for you and your ugly fucking boyfriend for real. she deserves the no. 1 gay ally award for putting up with marbles forreal

+ ticked i know its wrong just because they are horrible and probably shouldnt be in a relationship at all ever but as said they are horrible and they dont know anything and they are stupid and bad and horrible and bad. bat youre supposed to arrest the clown not kiss him . eyeroll

hope they both die . i have nothing else to say i am nearing my nap time like a toddler but. they should be locked away

[azz4me]

K.I.M J.O.O.N.G.O.O

I love him. No new news. But I fucking love him. I love that adorable little fluffy haired bastard more than words can explain, more than I can talk, more than my entire life. I use pictures because I can't find the corecct words to use most of the time and expressions are the only thing i could show. OK.

Starting from his first appearance

I CAN'T- I-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭twink I don't remember what I exactly thought of him when I first saw this, probs some lanky guy gonna solo some side bitches and save vasco buttt

this pannel

I fucking loved vasco, ok? I loved little vasco and his backstory I am a fucking sucker for gap moes BUT THEN! GOO CAME WITH THIS GOOFY ASS LINE AND I WAS SOLD. SOLD MF. Srs who wouldn't, look at that goofy ass smile, with goofy ass eyebrows, with goofy ass glasses, with goofy ass hair and then that twink ass bod. But this face fr be the I pull when I am with little kids.

I am honestly crying and dying looking at this😭😭😭😭Look at him pull some karate kid move and he is so kjgwbdvk happy and smug😭? HIS HAIR!! HIS HAIRRR💀💀IT'S FUKING GLOWING AT THE BACK LIKE BITCH HE IS MFING GLOWING anddddddd he looks so little here ahkjsgvsgvc

this. I love this. Pookie showed up for the first time and already cracked some eggs. Who wouldn't love him???? First impressions are important. And Kim Joongoo slayed it🦅🦅👄

and this is one of my fav pannels of Goo.If you understand you understand, if you don't then try harder to understand. Because LOOK at that hand, that pose? that smile? like????😭? GAWDDDDDD I WANT TO SQUEEZE HIM SO BAD AND SHAKE HIM LIKLE A MILKSHAKE👹👹👹

currently break dancing to "She's crazy but she's mine'', thanks to hamburger

ANYWAYS i still don't know if I should lable this nightmare or best dream of my life if I saw this on my dream

he still cute tho<3333 but I wouldn't dare go near him, jut a little pat on the head wouldn't hurt tho ;P

that chair was actually me ya'all, he was throwing me😋😋

proof👆

but srs I love this pannel so myuch like he is throwing chair while saying carrying knife is cheap??? mhm Such a cutie pattootie💗💗💗skhdikvckvbsh simply truly adorable you know muy baby😭😭

yes love break all his fingers, break his skull too, break him💓💓💓 how dare that thing touch you. nothing much for me to add here. Slay.

if any one of you dares to say he looks weird. I will come for your throt even tho you are correct but you will be deemed wrong because I said so. ok? lets just all agree he is stuill cute here '3'

And this. Good loard. If this didn't make you stan goo then I don't know hat else will. He looks so chill and goofy eheheheh I love him so much ❤❤ Look at him just munching on snacks while he gets 'accused' my lil meow moew <33333

You might be thinking to just not talk about this, letting it pass as PTJ's old artstyle but NO. He is Kim Joongoo and we love kim Joongoo in amy form of matter or shape. NO KIM JOONGOO PANEL SHALL GO UNLOVED UNDER MY WATCH. Comeon he looks like he might bite but I swear he doesn't. He is just a little silly that's all🥰🥰

coming on to his second appearance

OUR FASHION KING, OUR MESSIAH, OUR BABYBOY, OUR BABY ❤❤❤👄👄💟💟💟❣❣❣💞💞💞💞💞 he was born to slay, if you don't agree go argue with a wall. That long coat >.< i have never seena man wear that long coat and when I searched it, it specifically showed just for women only, baby boy is rocking with that striped socks💞💞💞

understandable I love deadpool and spiderman too<333333

That little heart could end me in less than a second. So if he did talk like how deadpool talks playfully...I am a dead man. I could not be under the influence and still think I would survive a nuclear bomb dropped right above me but this? THIS?? Neh eh I could never survive if I hear him talk like that. I would be a dead piece of meat INSTANT. Gone like the dinosaurs in an instant.

AHHHH PLEASE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AHHHHHHRFEBETNRYJN😭😭😭😭😭😭 PLEASEEEEE GODDDDDDD

i miss these type of lips not that I am saying the ones we get now are bad but these are just a whole different typr of beasts compared to now. Look at his lips, i want ti pinch it and then apply lip balm to it the wipe it off and apply lipstick on it. Look at them It's so glossy and juicy like for who did he get his lips so plump for WHORE🤨🤨??

silly goo doing silly stuff<3333

sksksksksk I love how his hair looks here. Reminds me of Donald Trump's hair or is it wig idk but I love how Goo looks here

ew.

seeing this bitch made my mood sour. I will continue the ramble later.

[gorgeousmanfounddeadinacroptop]

century of love ep 5&6

-oh now he realizes thats his lover he just had to ALMOST DIE FIRST

-uncle is working with yis sexy dad

-comically large gps letters on the box

-this is so soapy

-into the water

-theres no way the big bad dies half way through this must be the small bad

-what a caring husband didnt know grandpa had it in him

-feeding him? who is this guy?

-i love when the family just peeks from behind a pole or something

-this is NOT the san of the past 4 episodes

-whats with the slow walk in for the doctor

-ah yes him!

-the goddess is playing with my guy

-bc the goddess wanted YAOI

-ohhh in all his dreams huh

-the possessiveness is crazy

-hes looked like this for the past 100 years so

-chu we love you

-lets get chu a girlfriend

-get him again for me

-yeah but fortunately for you san we tend to like bad boys who are mean to us

-loving the arguments

-between chu and the goddess our yaoi plots will prosper AMEN

-poor lead in a 100 dollar designer tshirt

-the looks the doctor is giving san are perfect

-ohhh mr doctor

-thats a shitty piece of art

-the grumpy dinosaur reminding him of his husbandndkdmfdkfmgmf

-do we think chu thought in a million years shed be her great great great grandfathers fag hag going to spy on his husband with him?

-i love how theyre such bad spies theyre in the background of all the photos

-its upside down

-crying theyre all so goofy

-i just realized its a grumpy RAINBOW dinosaur

-since high school?

-nongchai?

-now you wanna be his husband yeah ok

-oh how the tables turn

-whos forcing who into marriage now

-the goddess is working overtime

-look at their little smiles awww

-thats the fakest looking moon ive ever seen

onwards and upwards lads

-mother and daughter bonding activity: fujoing lut

-come on product placement

-grumbling old man... yeah that's true

-ahh youre so cute

-two tickets to an amusement park

-does he know what that is?

-grandpa please! were trying to set you up

-amusement park date classic

-the dinosaur motif is killing me

-what kind of amusement park has perfume making stations

-ok grandpa i didn't know you had game

-two dates with two different men in one day... vee living up to the promiscuous bisexual stereotype

-how did he find him?

-awww poor vee

-well you see

-poor third in every life time he will lose vee

-imagine if hes not actually in there

-ahh hes not

-say it again PLEASEEEEE

-nooooo

-FUCK

-ok grandpa chic outfit

-here he comes with his fag hag great great granddaughter in tow

-i wish dinner and dancing was still a thing

-i wish there was live music in restaurants

-oh so he did hear it all

-that shitty marriage proposal came back to bite huh

-ok redemption

-why would you say that

-100 year old and 25 year old average gay relationship age gap

-scent kink? pitbabe the damage youve done

-very nothing sex scene tbh

-oh

-on the left ring finger too

-mom grandpa please

-to be fair these people know everything every wet dream

-fujoing out yas

-but first a message from our sponsor

-jdent is the gayest toothpaste of all time

-aww so cute and theyre all so happy for him

-oh honey its ok for him

-oh no what does grandma know

-to be fair this guys looked the same for 100 years and hasnt hidden it

-hes had the same haircut for 100 years too

-brooooo look at this fucking shirt and he didnt think he was gay

-the girl looks like grandma woah

-i love how everyone in this show is accepting this bullshit

-grandma and grandson have a crush on the same guy

-is this still the dream?

-she looks so creepy

-cant we have a little longer in the honeymoon damn

this SUCKS

cant have a single good day around here

[lorillee]

alright well i finished ch 12 so while im waiting for my water to boil ill fill everybody in on the current thoughts feelings opinions

Can we kill sagawa. PLEASEEEEE If this man doesnt die by the end of the game we have done something deeply and unfathomably wrong.

anyways so im fascinated at the reveal of tachibana as the owner of the bat tattoo and honestly Well i cant say i trust it. just because its very much like well frankly a bit of a shock reveal when it happens with no real justification. Like there was legitimately no reason to show this to the viewers at that point in the story so im smelling some sort of a fakeout here is basically what im getting at

like one could argue that they decided to reveal it there because we’ve spent the past bit trying to establish tachibana as a guy we can count on to some extent and then immediately after reminding the viewer “Hey we are dealing with organized crime LOL these people are actually deplorable and dont u forget it” keeps everybody on their toes or whatever but i still feel like they couldve chosen a more shocking or relevant moment. Hence my fakeout theory which i will honestly be a bit disappointed in if true because it just seems a little cheap

anyways so currently im thinking that like as part of his little mafia squad they all got the same tattoo or somethjng and so its actually a different guy with the bat tattoo. wait omg could you imagine if it was oda LOL

Ok if it was oda i would forgive the fakeout. Because i never really liked that dude to begin with

insanely funny how happy people are to volunteer incredibly sensitive information to majima when this has basically no benefit to them and in fact will probably come back to bite them in the ass. Its just his charming babygirl vibes

the ending for the Everybody Wants To Kill Kiryu subplot was a bit anticlimactic for all the drama we went through so jury is still out on how i feel about this because its like obviously important for the whole tojo family infighting but at the moment im not sure if i felt like this entire thing was really worth taking up like 2 slash 3 whole chapters for. but who knows bc we havent seen this story to its end yet

unsure about how i feel about the direction they r possibly taking majima and mikotos relationship in. if they choose to play this as a “what could have been if things were different” doomed potential romance u know i eat that stuff up But the point of issue here is potential. bc my immersion is going to be going to be struggling if they seriously try to argue me into believing that they r totally In Love despite the fact that they barely know each other at this point. so We Shall See

CAN WE KILL SAGAWA PRETTY PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE

[tarn-ati0n]

Time for the Final Battle…

KUKUI!

I lead with Mangostress. Good for me, because he sends in Lycanrock. Trop Kick!

Trop Kick didn’t kill and he scattered Stealth Rocks… this will come back and bite me in the ass later. I just know it.

He switched out Lycanrock for Decidueye. Now I gotta switch to Tue Tue

Hm. Bad decision. It almost killed Tue Tue. Arktis it is then.

Decidueye down. In return he sends out Relaxo. Well, in return to his return I will switch to Wächterin

This is a battle of titans. Neither of them do that much damage to each other.

Except one of them cries I guess. Ok so… Mangostress? You have a fighting move.

NO. GRETA. she’s imune to stealth rock.

Apparently she isn’t. Does this make sense? Of course it doesn’t.

Another Crit. Fun. Mangostress it is I guess.

COULD YOU PLEASEEEEE DIE???

Ok. KUKUI will heal this round. I gotta think around that.

I revived Wächterin, because that just seemed like the next best step. Let’s hope another Tower Kick by Mango hits

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ok. If Mango lands this Kick, Relaxo dies. If she doesn’t, she dies. The Attack has an accuracy of 90%

Ok, Here goes nothing

IT HITS!!! RELAXO DOWN!

Next Pokémon, Braviary

Switch to Tue Tue cause EXP, then to Wächterin. No that’s stupid. I’ll switch to Loreley.

Loreleys Z move wasn’t enough to kill the Braviary. It used Whirlwind, which swapped in Mango. Except, she still only had 1 hp left. The stones killed her immediately. Wächterin is on the field now.

Wächterin is quicker than a Braviary? Ok I guess. Next Pokémon, Ninetales and ITS BLIZZARD FROZE WÄCHTERIN. that calls for a full restore.

Ok, Alolan Ninetails is- FORGET THAT, BLIZZARD FROZE FOR THE SECOND TIME IN A ROW? Fuck this, Arktis, finish it.

Arktis swords danced and got a crit Iron head! Next Pokémon.

Back to wolwerock. It’s probably gonna kill, Arktis but still, iron head.

No, Arktis dodged! Last Pokémon

Magnezone… I hate that thing

Arktis is dead. Switch to Wächterin cause Brick Break.

Brick Break again…. Brick Break again… Brick Break again… Brick- No wait Wächterin died. Good thing I healed Greta. Mystical fire is super effective and lowers its special attack.

apparently it can also Crit because GRETA JUST LANDED THE FINAL BLOW! KUKUI IS DOWN!

[binniebutter]

𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉 4 & 14 “I’m always here if you need anything.” & “What’s with that smile?” requested by anon

Pairing: bestfriend!Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, little angst

Word Count: 821

Warnings: none

You had walked into school that day looking like a complete mess and Taehyung, your bestfriend, made sure to tell you just that when you sat down in front of him.

“You look like shit,” he spoke bluntly. 

“Yea, thanks, I definitely didn’t notice,” you said while rolling your eyes. You loved your best friend, you really did, but sometimes he couldn’t read the room, like now. Taehyung, upon hearing your unusually snarky response, knew that something was up. Unfortunately, he wasn’t very good at talking about feelings and shit so he offered to cheer you up the only way he knew how.

“Do you want to come over later and play video games? The new Fortnite season just came out. Or we can play PUBG!” You looked at him with an uncertain expression on your face. Although that sounded great, you really just wanted to go home and sleep after school. But Taehyung wasn’t having any of that.

“Aww please y/n. We barely hang out anymore. Here, I’ll even take you out for ice cream afterward! Pleaseeeee,” he pleaded. You thought over it. He wasn’t wrong, the two of you hadn’t hung out in quite a while, and he did promise ice cream.

“Fine Tae, we’ll walk to your house together.”

After school, the two of you did walk to Taehyung’s house together. The walk was silent and frankly, a little awkward. He knew that something was going on with you but he didn’t want to pry in fear of you shutting him out. When you arrived at your destination, Tae immediately brought out the chair and controller that was saved just for you. You smiled at him as you took a seat, giddy at the fact that they were yours. Taehyung returned your smile, feeling accomplished as this was the first time he had seen you smile today.

And now here you were, in the middle of an intense game of Mario Kart, your tongue sticking out slightly from the side of your mouth. You had lost every game of Fortnite, Tae’s fault, but you sure as hell were not going to lose this, especially to Kim Taehyung. It was a close game, Taehyung’s kart just behind yours, and you smirked as the finish line came into view. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have gotten too cocky. Because the next thing you knew, Taehyung was racing past you, crossing the finish line and beating you by a hair. You pouted as he did a victory dance, pointing at you and laughing. 

“Hahaha, you thought you were going to win didn’t you? Hehehe.” You continued pouting as he bragged about how he was the “King of Mario Kart.” Soon enough, your pout turned into a mischievous smile as you thought of something. Taehyung gradually stopped his laughter once he saw the look on your face. Uh oh.

“W-what’s with that smile? What are you thinking about? Don’t, Y/n. I swear-” he was cut off as you pounced. You leaped on top of him, your fingers going to his sides as you wiggled them relentlessly. Giggles upon giggles could be heard from his room and you worried that his parents would yell at you for being too loud. Nonetheless, you continued your attacks, not relenting until he begged for mercy. When you finally did let up, there were tears sliding down his face from his laughter.

“Damn, I didn’t know you had it in you.” You looked at him in confusion, prompting him to continue. “No one attacks the King, without punishment of course.” Your eyes widened, but before you could protest he attacked.

It was your turn now.

After you calmed down from the previous activities, Taehyung brought you to your favorite ice cream parlor. It was the best in your small town and you loved it. The owner was extremely nice and the ice cream was delicious. You both ordered and paid, well Taehyung paid and opted for eating outside. 

You smiled happily as you took a bite of your ice cream, focused on making sure the treat did not melt, and Taehyung, he was focused on you. He figured now was the best time to ask you about what was wrong.

“Y/n?” you let out a hum, letting him know that you were listening. “What happened? Is everything ok? Are...you ok?” You let out a sigh at his questions. You knew sooner or later he would ask,  but you were wishing for later rather than sooner. You looked down at your hands in your lap, fidgeting with them, something you only did when you were incredibly nervous. Tae noticed and put a hand on top of yours, comforting you. “I’m always here if you need anything, but you gotta tell me what’s wrong so that I can help you.” You looked up at him, tears welling in your eyes.

“Anything?”

“Anything. Now, what’s wrong?”

“Well…”

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[fanficshiddles]

Caught in his web, Chapter 42

‘Can we have one last swim before we go?’ Chloe begged Loki.

Their bags were all packed and they were due to head back to the mainland in five minutes.

‘Lucas will be waiting with the car, doll. We have to get to the jet on time, too.’ Loki said sadly.

‘But aren’t you the boss? Can’t you just tell them to wait an extra ten minutes?’ She fluttered her eyelashes at him.

Loki pursed his lips and thought for a moment. It was true, he could just tell them to wait. It’s not like they had to be bang on time anyway because it was a private jet.

‘Pleaseeeee!’ She begged. But she also slowly started to take off her clothes, making Loki narrow his eyes at her.

‘Alright.’ He agreed, unbuttoning his shirt.

Chloe squealed in delight at winning. She knew she would. And she ran off to the pool once she discarded her clothes in a pile by the door with their bags.

Loki chuckled and followed after her, leaving a trail of his clothes on the way. By the time he reached the pool, Chloe was naked and diving straight in. He followed after her and managed to corner her in the deep end.

‘Since you tempted me here, you’re going to have to pay the price.’ He growled, trapping her.

‘And what is the price?’ She asked, biting her lower lip.

‘I think you know, doll.’ He grinned wickedly.

Grabbing at one another, Chloe wrapped her legs around him and draped her arms around his neck. Loki kissed her deeply, their tongues lashed together as they grinded against one another. Chloe could feel his cock hardening against her, even through the water he still felt as impressive as when out of it.

Loki sneaked a hand down between them and started stroking her, it was difficult to tell in the water if she was wet enough or not. Because, well, her entire body was wet. But not for the right reasons.

To be fair though, it didn’t take much for Loki to arouse Chloe. Half the time he just had to look at her in a certain way and she was a puddle of mush. The way he was touching her so expertly under the water had her moaning into his mouth, and when he bit her lower lip and tugged, it made her tremble.

Loki chuckled and replaced his fingers with his cock. He rubbed up and down over her clit a few times, then started to push inside her cunt. It wasn’t as smooth as usual because of the water washing away her own lubricant, but her body knew who it belonged to and managed to relax enough to accept him in.

‘Ohhh yes. Good girl.’ He growled, nipping her shoulder as he tightened his arms around her and started thrusting as hard as he could, the water faltering his movements slightly.

Chloe pressed her face into the crook of his neck, enjoying the feeling of him fucking her. She was clenching hard around him, they both knew it wasn’t going to take long for them to finish. But they were both determined not to finish first.

Chloe started squeezing around him, deliberately trying to make him cum first. Loki knew what her game was as soon as she started nibbling on his neck.

‘You will cum for me, doll.’ Loki growled and changed the angle very slightly, while sliding a hand right down to her backside and groping her.

‘You… first.’ She gasped between thrusts.

‘Ladies first, darling.’ He chuckled.

Chloe just whimpered in response when he sneakily pressed a finger against her anus. The slight touch was enough to make her cum first. Loki growled in triumph and thrust once more into her before letting himself go as well, pleased that he managed to wait until she had gone.

‘I win.’ Loki grinned when he pulled out of her and leaned back to look at her flushed face.

‘As usual.’ She grumbled, her eyes a little glazed over.

Loki laughed and cupped the back of her head as he kissed her forehead. ‘Come on, we best get going now.’ He said reluctantly.

Chloe followed him out of the pool. She giggled as he had to gather up all of his clothes while they walked back to the front of the villa. They had to nip back inside to get a towel to dry off with. Loki couldn’t resist being a bit handsy, unable to stop touching her.

The two felt a bit deflated when they got on the boat and started heading away from the island. But Loki cheered them up by making the speed boat go really fast, doing what it was made to do and giving Chloe another adrenaline rush.

Lucas was waiting for them on the mainland and took them back to the runway. Chloe didn’t even feel an ounce of nerves when they got on the jet. For some reason she felt quite sleepy, even though it was the middle of the afternoon. Loki said it was all the sea air.

But after take-off, she was really sleep and yawned as she placed her head on Loki’s shoulder.

‘I wish we could just live on the island forever. Just the two of us.’ She sighed softly before drifting off to sleep.

Loki smiled and kissed the top of her head. Part of him wished that they could do that, too. But he knew financially it would be impossible if he wasn’t running his business. Though he swore to himself that he would make sure to take her there regularly for some breaks. Maybe even for a fortnight holiday too, sometime soon.

-

When they returned home, Pete welcomed them and they got an extra happy welcome from Bear when they got inside.

Chloe got down on the floor with the puppy for cuddles and kisses. She was happy to see him, that was the only good thing about being back, she decided. She had just had so much fun with Loki on the island, it had been so relaxing too.

‘I’m gonna go unpack then take Bear out for a walk.’ She said, standing up with Bear under her arm.

‘Alright, love. I’m just going to catch up with Ethan. I’ll see you at dinner.’ He put his arm around her briefly and kissed her, then waited till she was upstairs before seeking out Ethan.

‘What’s been happening while I’ve been away, then?’ Loki asked, finding Ethan in the living room.

‘Where do I start.’ Ethan said and it was clear by the look on his face that there was a lot. Loki proceeded to shut the door before getting the rundown.

After Chloe finished unpacking, she got her phone out of her bedside drawer and turned it on. She was a little surprised to find a bunch of emails, texts and calls. She had told Amanda and Georgie where she was going. But then she opened them and saw they were all from her father.

All panicked messages, asking where she was. If she was ok. Where Loki had taken her. If she was alive.

She groaned in annoyance and turned it off again, not wanting to deal with him.

When she went downstairs, she went to find Loki and found him with Ethan.

‘Am I disturbing something?’ She asked quietly.

‘Not at all. Come in, doll. What’s wrong?’ Loki motioned her over to him, knowing instantly that something was up.

‘Uh… I was wondering if I could get a new sim card and number?’ She asked as she sat down next to Loki and handed her phone over to him.

‘Of course. Why, though?’ He frowned.

‘My Da… Kenneth. Has sent me a bunch of messages and calls asking where I am and if I was still alive.’ She huffed and sat back, arms folded over her chest.

‘Ah.’ Loki looked to Ethan and then down at the phone. He twirled it around for a moment then slipped it into his pocket. ‘I’ll get a new one sorted for you first thing tomorrow.’

‘Thank you.’ Chloe smiled.

‘Ethan was just telling me that Officer Stones decided to try setting me up again. But unlucky for him, it fell through instantly when the police got here. Since we were away and Ethan was able to show them our booking for the jet, proving I was out of country.’

‘For god sake! What did he try setting you up for this time?’

‘Murder. Again.’ Ethan said, shaking his head.

‘What if he doesn’t leave us alone?’ Chloe asked and looked between the two men, worried.

‘Don’t worry, doll. I will sort Stones out, no doubt about that.’ Loki said firmly.

[autumnsart22]

Oikawa x reader ch. 8

Ok so I’m thinking that Sundays are going to be my day to update for anyone wondering. Also, next week’s chapter is going to be funnnn 😏

Suga’s mom was gone for the weekend, so Karasuno had the entire house to themselves. When I arrived, the first floor had been turned into a den of pillows and blankets, tossed haphazardly in a pile in front of the TV. The whole team was sitting down to dinner when I came in, but they leapt up when they saw me. 

I felt like I hadn’t seen them all in ages. With homework, managing Aoba Johsai, plus the new art classes I was taking, I was at a lack of much time. Kiyoko was the only one I saw regularly. 

“What have you guys been up to all day?” I asked, seating myself between Tsukki and Kageyama. 

Neither of them responded, but Hinata leaned over Kageyama to tell me excitedly, “We watched a lot of Attack on Titan, and played cards, and swam in Suga’s pool!”

Well that explained why all their hair was wet. 

“What did you do today, Y/n?” Daichi asked from one end of the table. 

I shoved a bite of the delicious Katsudon into my mouth, suddenly starving. “I went to downtown mall arcade with Seijo. They won a practice game, so it’s their tradition to celebrate.” 

“They celebrate every time they win a game, even if it’s just practice?”

I shrugged. “I guess. I think it’s to keep their spirits high and the team connected.” 

Noya pounded the table, prompting Tanaka to join him. “We should do that!” Suga rolled his eyes, smacking them both on the back of their heads before they could break any of the dishes. 

I asked about Karasuno’s last practice game, which prompted a full play by play, plus a rundown on everything that could have been improved, as well as a lot of random noise commentary from Hinata. 

At the end of dinner, Kiyoko, Asahi, and I helped Suga clean up the dishes, rinsing them and putting them into the dishwasher. The rest of the boys scattered to the living room, where I could hear them arguing over which movie to watch. 

Suga randomly whipped out a bottle of vodka with a little bit left, passing the bottle around to Kiyoko and I and we both took a few gulps. Asahi politely declined. 

Tanaka began to play a weird mix of trashy rap and old 2000s music, and a massive pillow fight erupted right as I entered the room, leading to a cushion right in my face. I grabbed one from the ground and chased after Kageyama, who screamed like a little girl as I smacked him with it. 

I could barely breathe as the alcohol kicked in, laughing so hard that my sides hurt. Tanaka and Noya wrestled in the center of the floor, Yamaguchi danced around Tsukki like a little puppy, and Hinata repeatedly attacked Kageyama with different pillows. 

We began to have a karaoke battle as Tanaka passed around a massive bottle of rum. When “Where Have You Been” by Rihanna came on, I stumbled to my feet, swaying. 

“This is my jam!” I yelled, snatching a remote from the counter to use as a microphone. With Hinata as my backup, I began to belt out the song full volume while jumping on the couch, almost falling.

Tanaka and Kiyoko cheered me on, while Nishinoya filmed me, probably to post on his story. I was too drunk to care. 

Oikawa POV:

I lay sprawled across my bed, hair wet from the shower I just took, phone in my hand. It was Saturday, which meant I had plenty of time to do my homework tomorrow. No need to worry about it now. 

Instead, I clicked through social media, a few volleyball highlights from Japan’s recent game popping up on my feed. I had already seen most of them, and I swiped instead to Snapchat. Tapping through people’s stories, I felt my heart stumble as I clicked on Yu Nishinoya’s. The video was brief and terrible quality, the camera shaking as Karasuno’s libero jumped around. A Rihanna song played insanely loud in the background, but my attention was wholly focused on the girl screaming the lyrics into a remote control, her H/c hair tangled as she jumped around on the couch. 

An involuntary smile pulled up my mouth, and I laughed out loud at how ridiculous she looked. So cute. 

I practically threw my phone aside, sitting up and groaning. God, why was I suddenly so restless? I wanted to slide up on Nishinoya’s story to demand where they were. I wanted to have her here with me, not them. Why did I feel like this?

I stood up and walked over to my dresser, where the picture of Y/n and I from the photobooth sat. I felt my face get hot staring at them, especially the last one. Her lips were curled up in a smile as she kissed my cheek, and I suddenly wished I didn’t look so stupid. When she had leaned over, I had been completely caught off guard, so my face was red and my eyes were wide with shock. I hoped she didn’t notice when she looked at the sheet later. 

Falling back on the bed with a huff, I pulled up the selfie I had taken with her. God, how was she so pretty? 

I swiped left, watching the video Hanamaki had taken of Y/n and I dancing for the fifth time that night. She was laughing, practically bent over as we jumped around like idiots to the song. 

I groaned, burying my face in my pillow. Did I like her? I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but why else would I want to call her right now, just to hear her voice? 

For me, volleyball has always been the most important thing in my life. I had girlfriends and infatuations in the past, but they were all brief and not worth it. Having our new team manager as my girlfriend was not a good idea, especially if things ended badly. She was off limits. 

So why did my stomach hurt just to think about it?

“Fuckkkk,” I groaned. 

Y/n POV (five days later): 

I swiped through the Instagram post Kiyoko had sent me, which displayed a cartoon beach and the words Volleyball Club Beach Party across the top. Apparently it was scheduled for this Saturday, two days from now. Unfortunately, Coach Nobuteru had scheduled practice for that day, so Aoba Johsai wouldn’t be able to make it. 

I texted back my disappointed response to Kiyoko, shoving my phone into my pocket, only for it to ding again almost immediately. 

Kiyoko

Just ditch practice for the day. Pleaseeeee

I sighed, looking at the post again. It really did look fun, and apparently teams from all across the area would be there. It would be a great way to meet potential opponents for upcoming games. 

I sighed again, already thinking up an excuse for my coach to miss practice that day. 

Y/n 

Ok fine ill go 

Chapter 7

Chapter 9

[imagine-loki]

Caught in his web, Chapter 42

TITLE: Caught in his web CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 42 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki is a crime lord, a very dangerous man in the city. He is owed money, but the man is unable to pay Loki back, so Loki takes his daughter as payment instead.  RATING: M

‘Can we have one last swim before we go?’ Chloe begged Loki.

Their bags were all packed and they were due to head back to the mainland in five minutes.

‘Lucas will be waiting with the car, doll. We have to get to the jet on time, too.’ Loki said sadly.

‘But aren’t you the boss? Can’t you just tell them to wait an extra ten minutes?’ She fluttered her eyelashes at him.

Loki pursed his lips and thought for a moment. It was true, he could just tell them to wait. It’s not like they had to be bang on time anyway because it was a private jet.

‘Pleaseeeee!’ She begged. But she also slowly started to take off her clothes, making Loki narrow his eyes at her.

‘Alright.’ He agreed, unbuttoning his shirt.

Chloe squealed in delight at winning. She knew she would. And she ran off to the pool once she discarded her clothes in a pile by the door with their bags.

Loki chuckled and followed after her, leaving a trail of his clothes on the way. By the time he reached the pool, Chloe was naked and diving straight in. He followed after her and managed to corner her in the deep end.

‘Since you tempted me here, you’re going to have to pay the price.’ He growled, trapping her.

‘And what is the price?’ She asked, biting her lower lip.

‘I think you know, doll.’ He grinned wickedly.

Grabbing at one another, Chloe wrapped her legs around him and draped her arms around his neck. Loki kissed her deeply, their tongues lashed together as they grinded against one another. Chloe could feel his cock hardening against her, even through the water he still felt as impressive as when out of it.

Loki sneaked a hand down between them and started stroking her, it was difficult to tell in the water if she was wet enough or not. Because, well, her entire body was wet. But not for the right reasons.

To be fair though, it didn’t take much for Loki to arouse Chloe. Half the time he just had to look at her in a certain way and she was a puddle of mush. The way he was touching her so expertly under the water had her moaning into his mouth, and when he bit her lower lip and tugged, it made her tremble.

Loki chuckled and replaced his fingers with his cock. He rubbed up and down over her clit a few times, then started to push inside her cunt. It wasn’t as smooth as usual because of the water washing away her own lubricant, but her body knew who it belonged to and managed to relax enough to accept him in.

‘Ohhh yes. Good girl.’ He growled, nipping her shoulder as he tightened his arms around her and started thrusting as hard as he could, the water faltering his movements slightly.

Chloe pressed her face into the crook of his neck, enjoying the feeling of him fucking her. She was clenching hard around him, they both knew it wasn’t going to take long for them to finish. But they were both determined not to finish first.

Chloe started squeezing around him, deliberately trying to make him cum first. Loki knew what her game was as soon as she started nibbling on his neck.

‘You will cum for me, doll.’ Loki growled and changed the angle very slightly, while sliding a hand right down to her backside and groping her.

‘You… first.’ She gasped between thrusts.

‘Ladies first, darling.’ He chuckled.

Chloe just whimpered in response when he sneakily pressed a finger against her anus. The slight touch was enough to make her cum first. Loki growled in triumph and thrust once more into her before letting himself go as well, pleased that he managed to wait until she had gone.

‘I win.’ Loki grinned when he pulled out of her and leaned back to look at her flushed face.

‘As usual.’ She grumbled, her eyes a little glazed over.

Loki laughed and cupped the back of her head as he kissed her forehead. ‘Come on, we best get going now.’ He said reluctantly.

Chloe followed him out of the pool. She giggled as he had to gather up all of his clothes while they walked back to the front of the villa. They had to nip back inside to get a towel to dry off with. Loki couldn’t resist being a bit handsy, unable to stop touching her.

The two felt a bit deflated when they got on the boat and started heading away from the island. But Loki cheered them up by making the speed boat go really fast, doing what it was made to do and giving Chloe another adrenaline rush.

Lucas was waiting for them on the mainland and took them back to the runway. Chloe didn’t even feel an ounce of nerves when they got on the jet. For some reason she felt quite sleepy, even though it was the middle of the afternoon. Loki said it was all the sea air.

But after take-off, she was really sleep and yawned as she placed her head on Loki’s shoulder.

‘I wish we could just live on the island forever. Just the two of us.’ She sighed softly before drifting off to sleep.

Loki smiled and kissed the top of her head. Part of him wished that they could do that, too. But he knew financially it would be impossible if he wasn’t running his business. Though he swore to himself that he would make sure to take her there regularly for some breaks. Maybe even for a fortnight holiday too, sometime soon.

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When they returned home, Pete welcomed them and they got an extra happy welcome from Bear when they got inside.

Chloe got down on the floor with the puppy for cuddles and kisses. She was happy to see him, that was the only good thing about being back, she decided. She had just had so much fun with Loki on the island, it had been so relaxing too.

‘I’m gonna go unpack then take Bear out for a walk.’ She said, standing up with Bear under her arm.

‘Alright, love. I’m just going to catch up with Ethan. I’ll see you at dinner.’ He put his arm around her briefly and kissed her, then waited till she was upstairs before seeking out Ethan.

‘What’s been happening while I’ve been away, then?’ Loki asked, finding Ethan in the living room.

‘Where do I start.’ Ethan said and it was clear by the look on his face that there was a lot. Loki proceeded to shut the door before getting the rundown.

After Chloe finished unpacking, she got her phone out of her bedside drawer and turned it on. She was a little surprised to find a bunch of emails, texts and calls. She had told Amanda and Georgie where she was going. But then she opened them and saw they were all from her father.

All panicked messages, asking where she was. If she was ok. Where Loki had taken her. If she was alive.

She groaned in annoyance and turned it off again, not wanting to deal with him.

When she went downstairs, she went to find Loki and found him with Ethan.

‘Am I disturbing something?’ She asked quietly.

‘Not at all. Come in, doll. What’s wrong?’ Loki motioned her over to him, knowing instantly that something was up.

‘Uh… I was wondering if I could get a new sim card and number?’ She asked as she sat down next to Loki and handed her phone over to him.

‘Of course. Why, though?’ He frowned.

‘My Da… Kenneth. Has sent me a bunch of messages and calls asking where I am and if I was still alive.’ She huffed and sat back, arms folded over her chest.

‘Ah.’ Loki looked to Ethan and then down at the phone. He twirled it around for a moment then slipped it into his pocket. ‘I’ll get a new one sorted for you first thing tomorrow.’

‘Thank you.’ Chloe smiled.

‘Ethan was just telling me that Officer Stones decided to try setting me up again. But unlucky for him, it fell through instantly when the police got here. Since we were away and Ethan was able to show them our booking for the jet, proving I was out of country.’

‘For god sake! What did he try setting you up for this time?’

‘Murder. Again.’ Ethan said, shaking his head.

‘What if he doesn’t leave us alone?’ Chloe asked and looked between the two men, worried.

‘Don’t worry, doll. I will sort Stones out, no doubt about that.’ Loki said firmly.

[hetacon]

Peanut Butter Cookies and Meaningful Conversations

Word Count: 1,355

Pairings: Parental Moxiety, Background Logicality

Warning: Swearing, discussions about toxic parent-child relationship (Virgil with an unaffiliated father, not Patton or Logan)

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Summary: The teenager made eye contact with Patton who sat down in front of them, his hand slightly extended on the coffee table in their direction. They silently took Patton’s hand and held on to it, Patton giving a gentle squeeze in response.

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Patton heard the front door of the café slam at around 2 AM as he was cleaning up some of the tables, causing him to look up at the source of the noise.

A teenager, maybe around college age was standing by the doorway, absolutely seething. Not really so much in an expressive way but more of the look in their eyes that tipped Patton off to the fact that they weren’t having a good time.

Logan came up to the counter to see what was going on and Patton shook his head, letting his husband know it was ok. After clearing up the last of the tables, Patton went over to where the teenager had curled up in one of their beanbag chairs. It must be serious if he went straight to the panic corner as Patton liked to call it, it was the most secluded part of the café and free from the most noise, the entire corner decorated with fairy lights and various plants lining the walls.

The teenager made eye contact with Patton who sat down in front of them, his hand slightly extended on the coffee table in their direction. They silently took Patton’s hand and held on to it, Patton giving a gentle squeeze in response.

“Sorry, this is probably weird as hell,” they eventually muttered out after a while of the two sitting there in silence. They quickly pulled their hand away from Patton’s.

Patton smiled gently. “It’s ok, I just want to see if I can help in any way. You definitely seem a little stressed right now,” he explained softly, still keeping on a warm expression. He was in all honesty worried for what must’ve happened but that wouldn’t benefit the person sitting in front of him right now. “My name’s Patton by the way, is there anything my husband can get you to eat or drink?”

“I guess anything really. I just can’t have nuts. Peanuts are fine though. I like peanut butter..”

“I like peanut butter too!” Patton said with a soft laugh, nodding. The person in front of him slightly smiled as Patton laughed and Patton only beamed more in response. “You stay here and just relax, I’ll get you something, on the house.”

“You don’t have to do that though, I have money,” they weakly offered.

“It’s no trouble at all, I own the café after all! Can I get your name and pronouns for the order?” Patton asked.

“Pronouns?”

“Yep, we want to respect everyone who comes in here, it’s nice for people to see you as you’d like,” Patton explained to them.

They nodded slowly. “Virgil, he/him,” the boy responded, curling up into his beanbag chair more.

“Alrighty, I’ll be right back Virgil!” Patton hummed as he stood up with a little hop to his step, going over to the counter.

Logan raised a brow at him. “What’s up?” his husband merely asked, glancing over at Virgil for a second to clarify his question.

“Virgil hasn’t told me anything just yet, I’m getting him some hot cocoa and hopefully one of your signature peanut butter cookies pleaseeeee?” Patton asked, kissing Logan’s cheek.

Logan sighed and smiled a bit. “And by one, I suppose you mean two so that you may have one as well?”

“You know me so well Logie-bear~!” Patton sang out as he went to go make the hot chocolate, one for himself, one for Virgil, and one for Logan for being a good sport and the love of his entire life.

Virgil looked up as Patton came over with a tray, giving him one of the cookies and his respective mug of hot chocolate.

“Thank you for this...” Virgil muttered out, taking a bite out of the cookie, only to stare down at it shock. Patton could tell he was trying not to stuff the entire thing in his mouth.

“Of course, a snack and some hot cocoa is sure to perk anyone up!”

“Nah, I mean just... keeping me company... I don’t want to be alone right now honestly,” Virgil said, a sour look coming over his features again.

“You want to talk about it?”

Patton did not even have to coax him further than that as Virgil started ranting.

“It’s just that my dad decided to be even more of an asshole today than he usually is by deciding he doesn’t want to be an asshole! He started going to therapy and after his appointment, he made this whole speech with me about how he could do better and he’s stressed about how our relationship is! Like yeah, I could’ve told you our relationship was shit, it’s been like this my entire life!”

Patton nodded and sat down in one of the beanbag chair across from Virgil, scooting a little closer. “And why do you take this as a bad thing if it’s ok to ask?”

Virgil laughed. “Because he’s been horrible since the get-go, I’ve had to learn the hard way, by myself, with no support from him or my mom how to handle everything! My depression, my anxiety, they were so horrible at addressing my feelings from the beginning that I didn’t even bring it up! I was miserable throughout high school and he didn’t even think for one moment that he was the one causing issues. He told me how long I was allowed to cry for fuck’s sake, I just stopped crying in front of him! I can’t even have regular panic attacks like a normal person because my body is a bitch and literally decides ‘Hey, it’s not safe, we can’t have one here! No physical signs, no hyperventilating, nothing at all! It’s going to be in your head for hours because I’m literally kicking in with fight or flight instincts, wooooo adrenaline!’ I literally came here because I saw you guys were a late night café and I wanted to be away from the house, it’s suffocating and I hate it!”

Virgil took a deep breath, reaching over to squeeze Patton’s hand again. Patton squeezed back.

“I‘ve felt like no one’s liked me my entire life and I thought that was my fault. I’ve been working on managing things since freshman year of high school, I’m a freshman in college now, and I did that all on my own. He didn’t do anything to help that. I broke through years of my conditioning to be where I am and he wants to get involved now? I’ve already moved on, I’ve figured it out already.”

Patton nodded once again. “That sounds frustrating. Just know your feelings about it are valid ok? You aren’t obligated to forgive him or work on fixing your relationship. Sure, it sucks for him, but it wouldn’t be what’s best for you. No one knows you better than yourself, Virgil. You will do what’s best for you, I just know you have that strength,” he said, squeezing Virgil’s hand again.

“Man, a middle age man talks to me for fifteen minutes and already expresses more fatherly wisdom than my biological dad has in 17 years,” Virgil snorted.

“Well, that’s what I bring to the package of the Midnight Stellar Café! Fatherly advice as well as a few of those oh so beloved dad jokes!” Patton responded. “You could say that it’s my Patton-ted contribution!”

Virgil snorted more, giggling up a storm into his mug of hot cocoa.

“I see that smile,” Patton teased, chuckling as Virgil’s cheeks turned red, the smile only growing wider.

“You’re a weirdo, just like me,” Virgil muttered out.

“That’s the highest compliment I’ve ever received, kiddo. You’re always welcome to be with a fellow weirdo here, Logan and I will always keep you company,” Patton said with a smile.

Virgil nodded, finishing off his hot chocolate before setting it down on the table.

“Hey Patton.. Can I have another cookie?” Virgil asked, smiling back.

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Taglist: @artissijam, @virgils-paranoia, @anotheregofanficblog, @marshmallow-the-panda

[solastia]

The Intruder

ONE SHOT

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

Word Count:  3,359

Genre & Warnings: Fluff & Smut, but not like, super crazy smut. Good ‘ole Missionary. But it’s sweet. 

Notes: SURPRISE! I needed something fluffy in my life. I wrote this fairly quickly, so I’ll go back and edit later. 

“It’s only going to be for the weekend, Namjoon. You’re making a huge fuss out of nothing.” 

Namjoon leaned against the counter with his head cradled in his hands, pouting as he watched you pack your small bag. He’d been like this all day, listing at least a hundred reasons why he thought you shouldn’t go. 

“Baby, I only have a couple more weeks before we have to leave again. Pleaseeeee....” You just stare at him, shaking your head in disbelief. 

“You’re such a whiny baby. Why your fans think you’re so,“Daddy” is beyond me. I promised Mom I’d go home for the weekend. I promised her a month ago, and she’s been calling to remind me twice a week. I have to go. I’ll be back Monday afternoon, and I’ll be all yours for two whole weeks before you have to leave again. You’ll be so sick of me that you’ll ask to leave earlier. I promise.” You peck him on the cheek as you pass by, and set your bag by the door. 

You watch amused as he sighs loudly and makes his way over to you to say goodbye. He backs you into the door and kisses you hard, trying to grind his obvious arousal into your stomach. 

“No way. I know what you’re doing, and we already did that twice today. Your delay tactics will no longer work. A kiss and a hug are all you’re allowed, mister.” 

You pull him down for a kiss and push him back away with a laugh when he once again tries to deepen it. 

“I love you, Joonie. I’ll call you when I get there, Ok?” 

“Love you too. Drive safe.” He replied, with a loud, overly dramatic sigh. 

You wave and shut the door on the once more pouting face.

The moment you enter your parent's house, you are bombarded by relatives, many of whom you have no memory of. It was your parents 30th anniversary, so everyone was making a huge deal of it, and the house was filled. They are all insisting on talking to you and sharing stories of when you were a toddler. Of course, the most common questions were about if you were dating and when you were getting married. You wished you could tell them all about your fantastic boyfriend, but you valued his privacy, which is why you didn’t let him tag along to this in the first place. The last thing he needed was for the twenty-something cousins that were here to hound him and spread gossip online. The best you could do was vaguely mention that, yes, you were dating. 

Finally, the night was coming to an end, and the guests were starting to leave. You suddenly realized that you hadn’t called or texted Namjoon to let him know you’d gotten here safely. You knew he’d probably sent you a million nagging texts about it, but you’d left your phone in your room at your Mother’s insistence. She wanted you to “mingle and not have your eyes attached to the screen.” You mumble that you are heading to the restroom and manage to wrench yourself away from the latest relative going on about the time she helped potty train you. 

You run up the stairs to your old childhood room and pick up your phone from your nightstand. As you’d suspected, Namjoon had called five times and left at least thirteen texts over the course of the seven hours you’d been gone. The first couple were cute. Just reminding you to let him know you got there OK and that he missed you already. These were followed by increasingly more worried sounding messages, hoping you were OK and wondering if you were mad at him. The last message had been sent a little over an hour ago, saying if you didn’t respond in the next twenty minutes, what happened next was your fault. 

You really didn’t like the sound of that. 

You quickly call him, but he doesn’t answer. You try twice more, only to be sent to the inbox again. So you decide to text. You tell him that you are sorry, that your Mom wanted a cell phone free zone and you weren’t able to get away. 

No answer. 

You send another text, asking if he’d eaten and telling him how much you loved him and would totally make this up to him on Monday. 

Half an hour goes by with no response. He must REALLY be mad at you. 

You sigh and decide there’s nothing else you can do for now. Hopefully, he’ll be done pouting in the morning. He usually liked to sit and talk things out whenever you argued, or if he was upset by something, but for now, there’s nothing else you can do but go to bed and hope for the best. 

You were having a beautiful dream. Namjoon had taken you to a picnic. You were sitting under the giant tree along the river that Namjoon always referred to as “Our Tree.” There was a lovely breeze, good food, and you were propped against his chest while he read to you.  As far as dreams go, this one ranked in your top three. The other two also featured him. One was a bit too racy to tell anyone else about, and the other...well, let’s just say there’s a white dress in it. You lean back and enjoy the dream, marveling that it was so detailed you could hear his voice perfectly next to your ear, and feel the rumbles in his chest against your back. 

And then the knocking sounds started. 

It was constant, and wouldn’t go away. You wanted to stay in the dream, but the knocking kept disturbing you. You felt yourself lose your grip on the dream, and it floated away as your eyes opened. You angrily stared at the ceiling as you tried to force yourself back asleep and hopefully back into that dream. 

Then you heard it again. In real life this time. 

Someone was knocking on your window. 

Biting your lip, you debate the wisdom of actually going to look out. If this were a horror movie, you know that would be a stupid move. You’d open the second story window, they’d pull you out, and let you fall. Then chop up whatever didn’t break. That would be a dumb thing to do.

The knocking started up again. 

With a sigh, you got out of the bed and shuffled to your closet. You still had your old softball bat in there and figured that would be better than nothing. Best case scenario, it was just the wind moving the tree branches too close to your window. Worse case, you’d have to clobber some intruder. At least it’s a polite intruder who knocked first. 

You creep to your window, bat in hand, and whip the curtains aside. It’s still too dark to see anything, but you swear you see a shadowy figure hanging onto the tree. You take a deep breath, grip the bat hard, and unlock the window. You swing the panes open and hold up the bat as you peer outside. 

“Finally.” the intruder says in an irritated, soft tone. 

You squeal and swing the bat as a long leg makes its way into your bedroom. 

“Baby, what the hell?!” He yells, grabbing the bat before you could hit him. 

“Namjoon? What are you doing? I thought you were a robber or something! I could have hurt you!” You drop the bat onto the floor, helping the rest of your boyfriend make its way through the window. 

“youdidntcallandipanickedandimissedyou.” He mumbles rapidly. 

You blink and stare, trying to process the situation in your still somewhat sleep-addled mind. Your boyfriend drove all the way out to the country, climbed up a tree to your second story bedroom...because he missed you.

“Joonie. Did you come all the way here because I didn’t call? I’m sorry. I didn’t have a chance earlier, but I did before I went to bed. You didn’t answer.” 

“I was driving. It’s not safe to drive and talk on the phone.” He was still sitting on the edge of your window pane, mumbling, and pouting. 

“I missed you too, Namjoon.”

He was so cute, and SUCH a big baby. You started to grin at him, and when he realized he wasn’t in trouble, he perked up and started silently exploring your room. He wandered around, picking up random objects and looking at them, staring at the pictures scattered. He found a picture of you with a date at a high school dance, and look over his shoulder at you with a raised eyebrow, before calmly throwing it in your trash bin. You silently laugh and remind yourself to take that out, and tape over your dates face at least. You looked good in it. You gesture to the light switch on the wall, and he shakes his head no, continuing his exploration with just the light of the moon. 

He’s finally made the full circle until he’s standing in front of your twin sized bed. If he actually plans on sleeping in here, he’s going to have to sleep on the floor to be somewhat comfortable. The bed was probably half his size in length, and there was no way the two of you would fit unless you slept on top of him and he let the bottom half of his legs dangle. 

When you saw the look on his face though, you knew it wasn’t the sleeping arrangements he was thinking about. 

“Joonie, no. My parents are literally down the hall. My Grandma is directly below us. There’s no way.”

He looked at you in surprise. “Are you saying you never brought any of your little boyfriends in here? Like, the dude in the trash?” 

You snort at him. “Of course not. I would never have gotten away with it. I have the worst luck. And, FYI, the dude in the trash has been gay since, like, preschool.” 

“Humph, well, I say this sounds like a great idea. I’ve missed you, and you’ve had experience trying to keep quiet when I sneak you into the dorms.” 

“And that never ends well, because towards the end it’s always, “Fuck it, baby, let em hear.” You roughly impersonate his deep growl, and he laughs.  

Namjoon picks you up by your waist and tosses you onto the bed, before crawling up on top of you and burying his face in your neck. He inhales loudly, slightly tickling you. 

“I really did miss you.” He whispers into your neck. “We were gone so long that time. I mean, the tour was fun, just so long. And we’ll have to leave again soon. Even though it’s not for long, we’ll have the come back right after that, then promotions start all over again. I just want to stay as close to you as long as I can. As close as I can get...” He adds the last part with a groan, and he lifts himself up and raises your nightshirt up past your breasts. 

You realize you’d left the window open when you felt the night air touch your exposed body, however, as his gaze raked over you, you forgot the cold. It always amazed you how he could look at you like it was the first time, every time, even though you’d been together for over a year now. 

You could tell by the way he was looking at you, that this was not going to be one of the times where he drew everything out and spent hours teasing you. 

Namjoon looks into your eyes for a moment, smiling softly, before he leans down and kisses you tenderly. He pulls away and throws off all of his clothes, not taking his stare away from you. You watch in awe as his nude body is finally revealed, the moonlight making this somehow more mysterious than usual. 

He leans back over you, his hand snaking down to your core, a pleased smile growing on his face when he found you already wet. 

“Remember to be quiet, Y/N. We don’t want to wake up Grandma.” He quietly teases, his fingers slowly stroking you. 

“Joonie, please don’t mention my Grandmother during sex.” You complain with a soft groan. You feel him laughing, his shoulders shaking as he positions himself over you. 

He places his forehead on yours, kissing you hard as he slides into you. He moans against your lips as he sheathes himself entirely, and you wind your legs around his back. He rocks into you slowly, the both of you paying attention to the amount of squeaking the little bed was making. 

You were trying so hard to keep quiet, but he felt so good. So thick and so deep in you. The little moans that snuck out of you just spurred him on, and he started to move faster. You throw your hands behind you to brace yourself against the wall, Namjoon’s pounding now enough to make you hit your head if you weren’t careful. He’s kissing everything he can reach; Your neck, face, lips, occasionally leaning his head down to suck a nipple into his mouth. You bite your lips, chewing on them to try to keep quiet. Namjoon reaches a hand down and rubs your clit, watching your face to see how close you were. You could tell he was close himself, with the sweating dripping down his face and his hips pounding furiously into you. 

He leans his face down and kisses you softly, mumbling “I love you.” You want to answer, but you feel the tension rising until, finally, you climax, turning your head into your pillow to quiet yourself. Namjoon groans as your walls tighten around him, and you feel as he empties himself into you. 

Namjoon drops himself on top of you, knowing you like the weight of him there, at least for a few minutes. You kiss his sweaty neck, and you both whisper sweet nonsense to each other as you catch your breath. 

“See,” he whispers, tickling your nose with the end of a lock of hair he’d started playing with. “No one heard a thing.” You giggle and open your mouth to say something cheeky about how loud he was when you heard it. 

A squeak? From...the bed? 

“What was that sound?” You ask, pushing Namjoon’s chest away so you could look over the edge. Maybe it was a mouse or something. You were never here, but you knew your Mom kept everything clean still. 

You heard it again. Only this time it was more of a clicking or creaking. 

You look at Namjoon in confusion, who is staring hard at the bed. His face suddenly looks horrified when you move, and another creaking sound is emitted. 

“Wait, don’t move, I think we...shi....” He was cut off when with one loud cracking sound, the bed you’d used until you were eighteen years old suddenly fell to pieces underneath the two of you. Namjoon tries to pull you closer and wrap you in a sheet as you both crash to the floor with a loud thud. You both manage to sit up against a wall, looking over each other for wounds. Finding nothing, you lean back against the wall and stare at the remnants of your bed. The frame was broken in at least three places, bars sticking out, springs scattered across the room. Your poor bed was deceased. 

“I know they call you the God of destruction and all that, but what did my poor bed ever do to you?” You tease him, laughing at his poor, resigned face. The smile on your face gradually slips away, however, as you realize there’s a new sound. Someone is running through the hallway. You barely manage to cover yourself adequately before your bedroom door is flung open and the light is turned on. 

The faces of your parents are filled with panic, no doubt having heard the sound of the bed crashing and thought someone was breaking in. You watch in horror as their eyes scan the room, taking in the broken bed before their eyes settle on the two of you. You see the panic slowly die out of their gazes, only to be replaced by confusion and disbelief. You can just imagine what they are thinking as they take in the sight of their daughter and the boyfriend that they’d only met once before, sitting there covered in nothing but a sheet. 

“Um, hey Mom, Dad. So, Namjoon came to visit, YAY. Um, yeah, the bed...was old? And, uh....we were trying to sleep...when just...CRASH! Ya know?” You were rambling anything that came to your head, panicking when your father’s gaze hardened and was focused on Namjoon. Your Mom had stopped looking at the two of you, patting your father on the shoulder, and blushing. 

“Is everyone unhurt?” She asked, trying to back your Dad back to the door. 

“Yup, we’re good. It’s all good. Everyone’s good. I’ll...uh...replace the bed later.” You mumble. Please leave, please leaavvvee...

“What’s going on in here?” 

Crap.

“Grandma, go back to bed. Everything’s fine. Just the old bed decided to retire.” You joke, hoping she’ll take the hint and go back to her room. 

Instead, she peeks her head in, quickly takes stock of the situation, and leans against the side of the door with a grin. 

“Oh, is this the boy you’ve been seeing? He’s a handsome devil, isn’t he? Can’t say I blame you. Good to see I can expect great grandbabies soon. You kids go to bed.” She ushers your parents out of the room, your dad spearing Namjoon with one last look that promised a talk later, and closes the door behind them. 

The two of you stare at each other, then fall back with a groan, making a little nest with the blankets on the floor. 

“That was humiliating. Embarrassing. I’m never going to get dad’s face out of my head.” You whine, only to look over at him in annoyance when you finally register that he’s laughing. 

“YAH! What is so funny, mister? You broke my bed and scarred my parents for life.” Namjoon pulls you closer to him and pecks your forehead. 

“Hey, at least your Grandma seems to like me.” 

“Ugg. You do realize my Dad is probably going to have a very uncomfortable talk with you tomorrow? I highly suggest running now while you have a chance.” 

“Why? What’s the worst he could do? Tell me to marry you? I’d already planned on that.”

“What?” You sit up and look at him, all sprawled out on the floor, resting his head on his arms. He looked utterly calm now. 

“Check my pants.” He responds with a soft smile. 

You look around for his jeans, finding them in a far corner. You wrap the sheet tighter around you and go pick them up, finding a lump in one of the pockets. You swallow hard, feeling like this was a dream. You reach in and pull out a box. 

A little black box. 

You pull back the lid and look at the ring nestled inside. It’s gorgeous. You turn and look at the man sitting there so smugly, and start to cry. 

“Really?” You sob, feeling ridiculous that you’re crying, but unable to help it. 

He holds out his arms, and you go and cuddle into them, still staring at the box. He wraps his hands around your waist and pulls you closer, kissing the side of your head. 

“Really. I love you. This was supposed to be more romantic, but I guess this is as good a time as any. Marry me?” He asks, and you nod yes, kissing him desperately. 

“Hey, at least now we can just tell them we were celebrating.” He chuckles, and you giggle as he slides on the ring, kissing your hand once it’s in place. 

“Congratulations!” Says a voice muffled by the door. 

“GO TO BED GRANDMA!” 

[werenskheeyyy]

Trapped - Tyler Seguin

The most attractive man I ever did see!  I could be trapped anywhere with this guy and be happy.  Truly.  Anyways, I hope you guys like this!  I wrote this after a 9 hour shift at work and then seeing friends so please let me know if it’s awful hahaha! Much love pals! <3

Word count: 996

Warnings: like one swear word, mostly fluff

Request: “16 and 17 w seggy? :o” - @penguinxii

Prompt: “It could be worse!” & “Looks like we’ll be trapped for awhile…”

Up next: Auston Matthews

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Tyler had his arm wrapped around you on the couch while you watched a movie, the two of you enjoying a quiet night in together.  Tyler had been looking forward to not leaving the apartment all night but you had been craving cheesecake for basically the last week and you absolutely needed it.

“Hey Tyyyyy” you purred, looking up at him.

“What do you want?” he smirked.  He knew exactly what that look meant, and that he was probably going to give in to you pretty quick.

“Can we go get cheesecake?” you batted your eyelashes as him, giving him the sweetest smile possible.

“I’m so comfy” he grumbled, attempting to look annoyed.  He looked away but not before you could see him fight a smile.

“Please Ty?  Pleaseeeee?” you whined.

“Only for you!” he sighed, pressing his lips to your forehead.

“Yaayy!” you cheered, jumping up off the couch and running to the bedroom to toss on some clothes.

You threw on a hoodie, leggings and a pair of runners, Tyler following you and putting on a Stars hoodie, a ball cap, slides and athletic shorts.

He grabbed his car keys off the front table and opened the door but you shook your head, “let’s walk, it’s only a couple blocks down the road and it’s a nice night!”

Tyler threw his head back, letting out a groan, “now you’re making me exercise? Why did I agree to this!”

You grabbed his hand and pulled him out the front door and down the stairs, “because you love me! And because you’re gunna need to burn off that cheesecake!” you joked, Tyler rolling his eyes.

Tyler wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked down the block to the local diner.  It was open 24 hours and had the best cheesecake in the world.  Tyler had actually taken you there for your first date and now you both considered yourselves regulars there.

Partway through your walk it started to pour rain.  “Oh my god!” you squealed as Tyler grabbed your hand and you both made a mad dash to the diner.  

By the time you walked inside you were both dripping wet and breathing heavily, your clothes weighing you down and your hair sticking to your faces.  

The waitress gave you a smile, chuckling at your appearances and said you could sit wherever you wanted.  You and Tyler sat down in your normal booth in the corner, by the window.  It was nice because it was a little quieter since it was away from the hubbub of the main part of the diner but perfect for people watching.  You both peeled off your outer layers, Tyler took off his hat and slicked his hair back, while you tossed yours up in a bun.

“Let’s walk you said! It’s a nice night you said” Tyler mimicked you.

“It was a nice night! That came out of nowhere!” you protested, briefly looking over the menu.

“It could be worse” Tyler shrugged, “it could be snowing!  Or there could have been an earthquake.  Or a tornado. Shit that would have been bad.”

You rolled your eyes at Tyler, “that’s the spirit babe!”

When the waitress walked back over Tyler ordered for the both of you, “we’ll get one slice of the chocolate strawberry cheesecake and one of the Oreo cheesecake please.  Oh and two hot chocolates.”

“Thanks guys!” the waitress said, leaving to put your order in.  You looked out the window, watching as the rain fell down heavily from the sky, the droplets sliding down the glass.

“Y/N?” Tyler said, snapping you out of your trance.

“Hm? What was that?” you looked at your boyfriend who had a goofy smile on his face.

“I said this was a good idea, we haven’t been here in a couple weeks!”

“I love being at this diner” you sighed,

“Me too” Tyler nodded.

“I remember how giddy I was when you brought me here for the first time.”

Tyler smiled at you, “well I was probably the most nervous guy in the city because I was going on a date with the prettiest girl in the entire world.”

“Well aren’t you sweet!” you interlaced your fingers with his.  “You know, I thought about not coming when you asked me out that first time.”

Tyler raised an eyebrow, “yea?”

“Mhm, I just heard so many stories about how you never settled down and were always hooking up and I didn’t want to be one of those girls.  But there was something in my gut that told me to go and I’m so glad I did.”

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, you were the first girl that made me want to stop living that lifestyle.  I was a little nervous you were going to say no but you never know unless you try right?” he chuckled.

“I love you Ty” you leaned across the table, pressing your lips to his.

“I love you Y/N” he murmured against your mouth, stroking the back of your hand.

“Here you go guys!” The waitress interrupted, placing your cheesecake and a mug of steaming hot chocolate in front of you.

“Thank you so much!” you beamed, grabbing a fork and taking a huge bite.  “Oh my god it’s so good.”

Tyler was too busy stuffing his face with cheesecake to say anything.  You both took forkfuls of cake from each others plates and in a matter of minutes, had devoured every last bite, leaning back against the booth content and full.

You looked out the window and saw that it was still raining like no other outside.  “I really don’t want to go back in that so it looks like we’ll be trapped for a while” Tyler smiled.

“I’m ok with that, as long as I’m with you” you murmured, taking a long sip of your hot chocolate.  You could be trapped anywhere and it wouldn’t matter as long as you had Tyler.

[adultstories4u]

This encounter happened between my very sexy neighbor, GEETHA, when I was staying in BANGALORE, working in a good company as an ENGINEER; I was staying in a rented house, which was on the 3rd floor with a terrace next to it. I was the only bachelor boy (age 27) there and our building had families from all sects, Rajasthani, Tamil, Kannada, etc, Geetha (age 27) was a Bengali from Calcutta and her husband was a scientist for a space research organization. They were 4 in their family, her mother in law, son, she and hubby. Her mother in law was very cranky character always spying on her where she goes never allowing her to talk to neighbours etc, etc. One day when no body was at home she came to the terrace and was sitting there crying, I saw her and asked her why she was crying and she told me all this, and her hubby also never tells her anything. So she was fed up of them and wanted a change and she would come to my house whenever there is nobody and talk, watch movies etc. I always wanted to touch her feel her whenever she was there but was afraid what she might tell, so I kept far from her.

She was very sexy to look at heavy hard breasts, sexy tummy, and a very sexy ass; always she used to wear a tight saree and all her innerwear could be seen. It so happened that one day when I was getting ready to sleep usually sleep outside on the terrace where it is cool, it was around 11pm,I was reading a book when she came there and said

‘I WAS FEELING VERY BORED SO JUST CAME TO TALK, IF U DON’T MIND, NO ONE IS AT HOME, HUBBY HAS GONE TO LEAVE MY MOTHER IN LAW TO CALCUTTA FOR SOME MEDICAL TREATMENT AND MY SON IS SLEEPING””

I could not say anything as I used to fantasize of her for many nights and today she was here at night talking to me replied no problem ,then we started talking in general about this that ,I lit a cigarette as it was cold and asked if she will have coffee and made coffee for the two of us she was also feeling cold so I gave her the bed sheet and she was sitting on the bed with her back to the wall, after some time she said

“U MUST BE FEELING COLD TOO WHY NOT MAKE UR SELF WARM”,

Advertisements she patted the bed next to her I sat there talking all the while not touching her then she started asking me if I have a girl friend and leaned on my shoulder felt very hot and afraid as it was the first time a girl was touching me and I had an immediate erection which I covered by my hand saying

“ITS VERY COLD TODAY”,

she took my hand and pressed the palm to her palm and said whispering in my ears “I AM VERY HOT”, and went on to feel my hands and covered me with the bedsheet she had got bolder and put my arm around her and pressed here to me she looked at me and laid her head on my chest could feel her hot breath on my chest I lifted her face and there were tears in her eyes I wiped the tears and kissed her lightly on her lips and she responded to the kiss holding my head down and sliding her tongue in my mouth tasted her tongue and could not control myself I held her tightly to me the bedsheet was off us now and we were in a tight hug slowly moving my hands on her back and feeling her skin she was kissing me hungrily sucking my tongue Pulled her down beside me on the bed and kissed her again moving my hands on to her thighs and ass pressing her to me hard ,my hard rod fighting to get out of the shorts was pressing her thighs and she was hot really hot now, she was feeling my rod and pressing it lightly it was wet with pre cum and her sexy hands were moving around it pressing me to her .I broke the kiss and hugged her tightly and said

Sex stories: The Amazin’ Amazon Mom Does the punishment fit the crime? “U R VERY SEXY TODAY, CAN I C U FULLY NUDE TODAY”

she shyly moved her head and said in a whisper nibbling my ears “YES” ,I covered both of us with a bedsheet and slid off her pallu from her chest she was breathing heavily her chest rising and falling ,she was wearing a low cut blouse and her breasts were hard in them feeling them and I undid the buttons one by one she was moaning with pleasure ,AHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHH,I kissed her breasts and took off her blouse and she hugged me tightly crushing her breasts to my chest she was wearing a transparent bra and her nipples were hard now ,sexy red nipples unhooked her bra and felt her bare back ,wow she was so smooth ,holding her for a while I pushed her down on the bed and took off her bra her breasts were hard as if never touched before I felt them with my palm and she pressed my hands to it and softly moaning,UMMMMMMMM MMMMMM MMMMMM, kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples she was wriggling in my arms an said ,

SLOWLY, FEELS GOOD AFTER SO LONG ,

I took her nipples between my teeth and was biting it slowly she pressed my head to her breasts hard and my other hand was pressing her other breast pinching her nipples slightly we were both covered in sweat our legs entwined in each others my hard rod pressing to her pussy she was moving slowly below and we kissed again embracing each other as hard as we could, she took off my T-shirt and felt the hair on my chest and kissed my nipples and bit them it was a wonderful feeling and I pressed her head to my chest now I was below and she was above me she sat down and I could get a full view of her naked upper body ,then she went down to my stomach and was kissing going down down down to my rod and slid off my shorts and briefs ,my hard rod sprang up and she held it in her soft hands and was caressing it sliding it up down, up down it was wet at the tip and I held her head and moved it to my rod she liked off the precum and slid the tip of my rod into her mouth, it was in full form now long(81/2inches)hard going in to her mouth and she was liking it with her tongue I could not control anymore I held the bed and was moaning

Sex stories: Caroline And Her Kids AAAHHHHHHH YES PLEASE DON’T STOP, PLEASEEEEE,

and she was now taking the whole rod in her mouth and moving up down up down I held her head and was moving her head to my rod after some time I pulled her on top of me and kissed her breasts pressed to my naked chest nothing in between now pressing her pussy to my rod and moving her hips to my rod held her ass and pressed her to me and put her down on the bed again and kissing her sexy lips chest breasts I went down to her tummy and kissed her belly button there she arched her hips to my kiss and running her hand in my hairs said UUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM SO GOODDDDDDDDDDDD, I pulled off her saree and petticoat and felt her pussy from her panty she was wet there very wet and sliding my finger in the slit kissing her tummy and put my tongue in the belly button rubbing her slit and opened her legs and covered her pussy with my palm she arched further and was screaming now

PLEEEEEEASEEEEEEEE DOOONNNNTTTTTTT STOP,YES YES YEEEEEEESSSSSS,

I slid off her panty and saw her sexy soft pussy all wet ,it was shaved I liked it with my tongue and kissed her clitoris she pushed my head hard to her pussy and was getting wetter and wetter I was liking off the wetness from her pussy and slid my tongue in her pussy feeling her hole and was fucking her with my tongue she was moaning and wriggling on the bed fully covered with sweat and lifting her hips to my mouth giving me her pussy I was sliding my tongue in her hole and the entire slit now liking off the wetness she pulled me up on to her and kissed me hard on the lips sucking my tongue for her cum our bodies crushed together the cool wind blowing and we covered in sweat. I looked at her face and she was smiling and looking more sexier than before her hairs dishelved all over her face and covered in sweat I cleared her face of the hairs and gave her a lingering kiss and moved my hand down to her pussy she parted her legs and I was above her now my rod hard and touching her pussy she held my rod and placed it in her hole I pushed slowly she held my hands tightly as if something is tearing her and her pussy was tight my rod hurt too but I slowly slowly pushed it in all the way and lay on her for some time kissing her then I started to move in out in out slowly and steadily she held on to me tighter and wriggled in pain but was saying,

Sex stories: My whore mom : part-5 SLOWLY SLOWLY UMUUUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHH,

moaning in pleasure and parted her legs more I was moving steadily now she was wet and fucking was feeling smoother I was now fucking her moving the entire length of my rod in out in out after some time she smiled and said ,ITS OK NOW DON’T STOP ,and kissed me again and now I started to move in her faster, faster faster she was raising her hips to my thrusts I held her legs and was fucking her hard now and she was crying

YES YES GO ON GO ON YEAAAASSSSSS, AHHHHHH HHHHHHA YES YES,

she put her legs on my shoulders and I was fucking her all along going in out in out in out moaning

YES YES YES SEXY , then she cried YES I AM CUMMING CUMMMMING GO ON GO ON DON’T STOP,DON’T STOP even I could feel my rod about to explode I wanted to cum and take it out as I told her and she said NOOOOOO PUT IT ALL IN ME I WANT IT ALL DON’T STOP NOW,I said ok and was fucking her faster holding her hips and moving in her faster, faster then I exploded in her she hugged me tightly as I came in her and pressed her hips to my rod hard wanting to take all of my cum in her I also hugged her tightly as I came and kissed her as her screams were getting louder and we lay like that for some time and when my rod became silent I pulled it off her and asked her HOW WAS IT ,she said WONDERFUL AFTER SSOOOOOOOO LONG ,I told her it was my first time I went to bed with a lady/girl, she kissed me and took my head on her chest and told

I WANTED TO DO IT WITH U WHEN I SAW U COME HERE THE FIRST TIME ,and I told her I ALWAYS WANTED U TO BE THE FIRST GIRL IN MY LIFE WITH WHOM I WILL BE SLEEPING.

As it was already 3 am by the time we finished our lovemaking she dressed up and hugged me again and kissed me and went home. Since then whenever we found time we used to fuck or she would at least kiss me once a week until she went abroad for work. Any Bangalore females looking for secret fun than you can ping me

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Chat appreciation of Shadowhunters while watching it.

Shadowhunter season 1: Paki dramas me: uh, ok. Solve soon. Boring. Shadowhunter season 1: Alec loves his “brother” me: Ughhh... c'mon, can't we not go there? Please?. Shadowhunter season 1: Paki drama turns into incest-like drama me: wow. The topic is a things here?. I thought this shit was not a thing here. Anyway, Paki drama. Let's pass to the important thing. Shadowhunter season 1: *people fight, punch, kick* me: AAHHHH please, someone teach everyone (except Hodge) how to fucking punch! It's painful to see those fish-punch, those catty-kicks and the whip. Please, no more whip. It's horrible to see how bad are those scenes. Shadowhunter season 1: Paki drama. “I love you. I can't. I go fuck my friend”. More Paki. Brother-zone. me: Pleaseeeeee. Stop this. I'm here for the gayness. Shadowhunter season 1: Magnus Bane appears me: Much better. Shadowhunter season 1: Magnus Bane shows he is intelligent, old, charismatic and despite everyone in the serie says he is a Lothario, he is loyal to his sentiments me: Wow. I love loyal-shit, so healthy. Very zevran. Shadowhunter season 1: Parabatai drama. me: uh.... this is weird. But for some reason, I like this. Showing other type of bonds beyond mere friendship and romantic relationships? ok. This is not bad. Relationships are weird things that not always are in those 2 extremes but in between. Shadowhunter season 1: Simon and friend-zone drama me: Ughhhhhhh. C'mon. Make this better... dont' go there.... Shadowhunter season 1: More paki drama. Now it's a mexican soap opera drama. That woman is her mother, that men is her father. *Oh, you are my brother*, and the friend's uncle's mother's son is her son... no, wait. Too much. Let's put all that in a AU. Me: Ughhh. Pain.... Shadowhunter season 1: Appears Luke and Raphael me: Good shit. Guys at the rescue, fucking kicking asses to anyone who is too dense. Shadowhunter season 1:  paki drama gets dense me: ughhh, Luke, bite them!. Stop this shit! Shadowhunter season 1:  Isabelle fights in heels me: *grabbing my chest painfully * Shadowhunter season 1:  Meliorn me: Wow. A sensual guy who is the embodiment of the beauty and the sensuality and he is not a boring white guy. Wow. Good shit there. Shadowhunter season 1: Malec episode me: I was here for the gayness.... but... c'mon... this is so fuckign cliché, childish, and so Mexican soap opera.... I was laughing there!. Instead of being shocked by the whole situation. Anyway.... Shadowhunter season 2: Paki drama. With demon-blood drama. “Mom wants me dead because I want to fuck my sister”. Me: *yawn  *  Pleaseeeee. Shadowhunter season 2: Magnus drama with his child traumas and the drama of death and immortality me: Oh, yeah. I knew you were a dark char. Delightful. Shadowhunter season 2:  Alec goes into beauty sleeping mode. me: Please... don't. Don't do the “sleeping” kiss scene to wake him. Shadowhunter season 2:  Magnus kisses Alec me: *grabbing my chest painfully * Stop thiiiis... *facepalm * give me good gayness.... pleaseeee. Shadowhunter season 2:  *Maia Appears * me: Oh, yeah, I needed that kind of woman. Werewolf woman that feels like a doggy when she is friendly and feels like a fucking fierce wolf  when angry. Yeah, I prefer CGI instead of bad punching scenes, too. Shadowhunter season 2:  Hodge dies. me: well, there it goes the only person in the whole serie who knows how to fight.... *cries* Shadowhunter season 2: Magnus and Camille drama. Me: Ok, that hits. That hits in the middle of the mortality, of the fear of loneliness and of “true love”. Shadowhunter season 2: Isabella becomes addict. In heels. Me: WOW. This is impressive. Loved that twist. Still please stop her whip... ugh. Shadowhunter season 2: Paki drama. Now I'm not your sister, but I dont know. You are now, once again, the same guy that you were in the first episode of the first season.  But mom dies now. Drama, drama, drama. Paki, paki, paki. Me: sigh Shadowhunter season 2: Cleophas, Angel's screams, all the lore of blood, demon and angelic blood and stuff. Me: Entertaining. Good. Shadowhunter season 2: Faery Queen wants war and makes a deal with Valentine. Me: WOW. Look that shitty asshole!. What a fucker! Shadowhunter season 2: Raphael and Isabella's addiction. Raphael asexuality. Isabelle polyamorous woman says “I dont care about sex, let's have a relationship”. Rapahel runs away. Lol. Me: Look at this good combination of chars. I can say that I like this. Shadowhunter season 2: Soul-sword leashed. Me: AAAHHHH. Magnus! Maia! LUKE! Shadowhunter season 2:  Vampire drinking angelic blood= daylight vampire. Me: Well, this is interesting... and I can see so many conflicts there.... Give me more. Probably season 3. Shadowhunter season 2: Paki drama. I'm not your brother, neither that woman is my mother, now I'm the son of another guy, and I rule over all of you, losers. Also, I'm not demon-blood creature, but an Angel itself, almost. I can activate my runes without stupid wand, you fucking bitches, I have GPS and I cure cancer. I'm fucking God!!!. Me: WHAT? Shadowhunter season 2: And my sister now works like a warlock. She can portal us. Me: WHAT!? Shadowhunter season 2: Greater demon. Magnus loses his body. And soon, will lose his life. Me: WHAAAT? Wait, slow down. What's this shit.  Can't anyone listen the fucker? He moves his hands in a Magnus way, please!. Nobody can't do that all the fucking time. What a losers these shadowhunters are.... god. The HANDS!, looks the hands!!! It's magnus! Obviously!!!. I'm disappointed of you, Alec. Shadowhunter season 2: Chips and DNA for all down-world creatures.  Simon says this looks like nazism. Maia says she is arrested by cops for being black, she didn't expect shadowhunters doing the same shit. Me: Worale. Esto es de la buena. This is getting deeper and more serious and getting better. Much better. Shadowhunter season 2: torture consequences over Magnus' mind. Mom-drama. Amber-cat eyes. Roasting step-dad. me: Wow. This character is the whole thing in this show. You can't stop comparing how plain are the rest with this one, simply because 400 years old is something hard to compete, ofc. Shadowhunter season 2: Valentine captured by Sebastian. Sebastian in general. More paki-incest drama. I was never loved, I want someone to love me. My fucked twisted daddy won't love me, so I try to be loved by my sister in ... any ways. Me: AAAAAAHHHHHH STOP THE SUBTLE INCEST DRAMA! Shadowhunter season 2: Parabatai drama. Me: sigh. Shadowhunter season 2: Alec's father, the same one who said Magnus was a Lothario, cheats on his wife. Me: Look who is the lothario. The flamboyant bi man clearly not. Shadowhunter season 2:  “You of all people, Alec, would understand what means to fall in love” says daddy. Me:  what an asshole! Magnus is not a fuckign affair, you fucker Shadowhunter season 2:  “magnus is not an affair, dad” Me:  There.  Alec will never do that to Magnus. He is too virgin and busy for that... lol. Besides... hell, Magnus is always there for him and has magic of all fucking types, he is intelligent and wise, always in a good mood, joking all the time, trustworthy as fuck. You have to be a shit to lie to him.... Shadowhunter season 2: Alec lies to Magnus while talking about Trust (TM). Me: Are.... are you.....*grabbing my chest painfully * Are you fuckign kidding me?.  Alec! You are not my fave, but hell.... you piece of shit. Shadowhunter season 2:  Magnus says “You lied to me, Alec. It seems that it runs in the family” Me:  Wow. Touché. Destroy his dark shadowhunter heart!!!!! Shadowhunter season 2: Magnus goes to ask for help to the Fairy Queen. Me: …. well.... that was excessive, no?. Magnus, you are old enough to know... this is not useful at all... c'mon, stupid asshole, you are just hurt because the fucker of your boyfriend lied to you. Bump him but don't fuck up all your people! Shadowhunter season 2: Magnus remember time with Alec. Scene of acceptance when he shows his cat eyes. “They are beautiful”. Me: Hell, this hits me 100 levels of my soul. Stupid scene. Stupid beautiful amber eyes. Shadowhunter season 2: Paki drama. I killed dad, and my no-bro/fuckbuddy is dead, and I will return him alive. Parabatai drama. Me:  Ugh, this can't be ok. Returning dead is proved to be a bad decision. Always. ALWAYS. The crow turned aggressive when he came back from death!. Shadowhunter season 2:  Ends Me: Yeah, Ok, season 2 was much better than 1. I liked the gayness here, but... no lesbians, fuck. Where is my healthy cute relationship of lesbians in a main char? I don't want lesbian in the background. Well, so far, I have Magnus. Healthy Magnus is so good. Shadowhunter season 3:  *dead people coming back from death + daylight vampire + angelic blood* in stand-by Me: uh... I can't decide who will be the villian: Jace or the fucking Queen.