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oneirataxiahiraeth · 4 years ago

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Hi um I wondered if you could write a smut where the reader and kai are at a party and the reader is super drunk and horny so she gives kai a lap dance and he becomes a boner or is hiring too, something like that idk?? Then they go upstairs and Kai fucks his gf so good and hard that the whole mf gang heard them. I LOVE YOU if you would do that ( I mean I love your smut anyways but YEAHH <33333)

Birthday Girl

Pairings : human!reader x heretic!kai

Warnings : swearing, secret boyfriend, shameless flirting, mentions of alcohol, smut, teasing, praise kink, oral (fem. receiving),spanking, thigh riding, spit kink, rough sex, fingering, overstimulation ig not really though, blood kink if you squint, biting, not proof read but I’ll go through and fix typos later

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A/N :

I LOVE YOU TOO BABES <3333 this took way too long and I’m sorry about that😭🤚🏾

You downed your 12th shot, eyes squeezing shut at the burn in your throat. Every part of your body buzzing just a bit from the alcohol running through your head. You weren’t necessarily drunk, but you certainly were not sober in the slightest. At this stage you’d considered yourself to be ‘tipsy’. Where the music had started to become less annoyingly loud, and the constant voices yelling over each other made you stop wanting to scream every five seconds. Now you were just enjoying the event that you friends had set up, just for you.

You gasped, body whipping around to face the pervert who land their hands directly on your ass for almost a full three seconds. You quickly relaxed at the sight of your boyfriend who managed to move his hands away from you at lightening speed before your friends could even notice his presence.

“Ugh,” Caroline groaned, eyes rolling as she noticed the man standing behind you. “Who the hell invited him?” She crossed her arms over her chest. The alcohol in her system causing her to be way more blunt than she usually is.

You did. You had actually invited him. You don’t remember the exact shot where you had texted him about your surprise party, but he was here now. Your friends hadn’t really known about the relationship between you and kai… yet. If any one of them caught wind of you two dating, all hell would break loose. He would’ve been castrated in the middle of town square and you would’ve been locked in a tower from the rest of your human life. And while Kai wasn’t really worried about your friends not taking a liking to him, he did enjoy the scandal of it all. The mystic gangs perfect little human girl falling for the bad boy. The sneaking around, stealing kisses when nobody was looking, and make out sessions when your besties were just in the next room. It was all just way beyond hot. You on the other hand, hated the sneaking around, and having to hide your relationship. Of course you didn’t want to shove it in there faces, but you didn’t want to hide your affection for your lover. You had to settle for the ‘friend’ title in front of your friends, just so it was a little less weird when you defended him against their harsh attacks.

“Uhm, I actually came here to see my girl- best friend…” his eyes narrowed at the almost disaster. “My girl best friend. So please, feel free to keep the attitude for yourself, Clarence.” Kai rolled his eyes at the blonde, your cheeks going hot at his slip up. The cool scent of his cologne taking over his presence next to you. He wore your favorite one tonight, the one that absolutely drove you crazy. Or maybe you were just in that certain stage of tipsy where you almost couldn’t control yourself. “Anyways, I’m sure you guys had an invite all ready and prettied for me, but I’m pretty sure it got lost in the mail.” He smirked, placing his arm on top of your shoulders as everyone rolled his eyes at the heretic.

“Oh right, yeah,” Bonnie nodded, as if she had remembered something. “I had it all ready for you, and then I tripped and it accidentally fell into the fireplace and burned right up.” She retorted. “Something I think you should give a try-”

“Oookay, let’s play nice now…” you sighed, already over the thick tension filled air.

“Well, she still has nine shots left.” Damon said gesturing to the girl under the heretics arm. “So scram, unless you were planning on catching up.” He spoke, pour another round of shots for you and your friends. Kai scoffed at the comment, eyes scanning all of your friends. They barely even seemed affected by the amount of alcohol that they’ve each consumed. Unlike you, who had your arm wrapped around his back, hand shoved in his back pocket, basically gripping onto his ass cheek. Your ‘tipsy’ always seemed to lead to ‘horny’ which was a bad case, in this particular situation.

“You guys are going to let the absolute light weight drink 21 shots?” He scoffed, head shaking at the idea.

“Heyyy,” you whined with a pout, narrowing your eyes at the brown haired heretic. “I can hold my own, ‘been doing this shit since high school.” You scoffed, taking one of the shots Damon poured of the counter.

“Yeah, right, and apparently as your only responsible… friend, I’m going to have to cut you off now.” Kai stopped you before you could get too far with the shot. He took the glass from your fingers, bringing it to his lips and knocking it back for himself.

“Boo!” Elena groaned at the buzzkill.

“Yea, boo you whore!” You booed, grabbing another shot from the counter, chugging it quickly before he could stop you.

“Did you just- call me? A whore?” He scoffed, genuinely in great disbelief. It was about time he got you away from these… bad influences.

“It’s mean girls, dude. Get with the times.” Damon rolled his eyes as if it was common knowledge. You hadn’t yet showed Kai the classic like ‘mean girls’. You feared he’d have too much fun with the inspiration he’d get from Miss Regina George.

“Fine, if no more drinking…” you hummed, trying to find a different solution for your fun. “Then you have to dance with me.” You slammed your shot glass down on the counter top. “They need someone to distract for the next hour or so, so they can get the kitchen set up with my cake and presents and stuff anyways.” You sighed, exposing the plan you heard Damon and Tyler complaining about earlier. The sentiment was sweet, and frankly well thought out, but you really just wanted to get away so you could be alone with you boyfriend.

“Heyyy, how did you- Damon…” Caroline growled, Damon’s eyes widening as his hands shot in the air in his defense.

While Caroline and Damon went at it, Kai slowly dragged you away from the group into the larger crowd in the living room. You were clinging on to the heretic, shamelessly, not even caring about whether or not your friends were paying attention to the either of you.

Maybe it was just the amount of alcohol you consumed, or just the pure adoration you held for him, but hot damn he looked so fucking good right now. His sweet cologne still taking over your sense, making you a bit light headed. Your body leaning into his, forcing his arms to wrap around you, just so you wouldn’t fall flat on the ground. You hands now out of his back pocket and roaming all over his body, focusing on the biceps that he’s grown since the first time you’ve met him.

“Somebody is a little touchy tonight.” He hummed, placing his hand on the small of your back to keep you lifted up against him.

“Well, maybeee if you weren’t so fucking hot, I’d be able to keep my hands off of you.” You giggled, bringing your hands up to cup his jaw, bringing your faces together until you felt your lips brushing against each other.

“You should really get control over yourself before your friends catch you trying to suck my face off.” Kai chuckled, but you didn’t seem phased by the idea of your friends catching you.

“Oh, I am definitely trying to more than just your face off-”

“Ohhh wow-” he coughed to clear his throat from the sudden dryness. “You need to get a grip.” You tried to not laugh right in your face.

“I mean, I’m trying to grip yo-”

“Y/N!” He whisper yelled, his eyes going wide at your sudden boldness. “Damon is going to see you, and rip my eyes out of out of my damn sockets.” He warned, not really used to you being the way to get him flustered in public places.

You were one of the last humans in your friend group. Well… one of the last people who have yet to die in your friend group. Everyone either kicking the bucket and growing fangs as a result, or having Bonnie bring them back to life with a little witchy woo. You? You haven’t died even once. You were untouched. And fortunately for you, you had friends who had plans on keeping it that way. To make sure that you got to live your full life, growing old, having kids, getting married, they wanted that for you. Because a lot of them couldn’t have that for themselves. And even with your fragile human state, you still managed to be there for each of them in their times of need, so they planned of being there for you, for as long as they can.

“Your lips can still work without eyeballs, silly.” You rolled you eyes. “Come on, just one little kiss.” You pleaded, poking out your body lip for dramatic effect. “I promise I won’t tell a soul.” You whispered, earning a small chuckle from your boyfriend.

“Later.”

“What if I happened to want you right now?” You raised an eyebrow. “Theres nobody upstairs, we could lock ourselves in a room somewhere-”

“They’ll notice… it’s your birthday party…”

“Exactly.” You whined. “So why won’t you seduce me?” You stomped your foot onto the ground.

“Because your being a brat.” He commented, your eyes rolled at the comment.

Before the day even came, you had mentioned once or twice that you didn’t even want a physical present. Now, you didn’t specifically mean sex, you just wanted a simple sweet night with your boyfriend. Sex hadn’t even been on your mind with the request, but then again, you had taken 12 shots to the head. You weren’t a big drinker, solely because you hated that hangovers, but now the damage is done. And you boyfriends plans to steal you away for the night foiled, not only once with the party, but twice considering the moment he’d managed to get you out of the house you’d be clawing all over him.

“Well, I’m still 12 shots ahead of you, handsome.” You huffed. “You need to catch up.”

“You were the one who decided to start taking shots.” He shook his head.

“It’s my birthday, I can do whatever the hell I want.” You rolled your eyes at the man, searching around for a bottle of anything that was safe to consume. “Come.” You hummed, tugging him away to a corner in the living room where a peach flavored bottle of vodka sat, just waiting so be chugged.

“I’m not drinking that.” He scoffed as you shoved the bottle in his face. “I don’t even like peaches.”

“You need to chug… for 12 seconds.” You shook your head, not really interested in the disapproval lurking on his features.

“You are being a menace.” He sighed, which only put a bright smile on his face.

“Gimme kiss and I won’t bother you to drink for the rest of the night.” You bargained.

He debated his choices. Get decapitated in the middle of your birthday party for kissing you in front of all your friends, or drink that nasty peach poison. Peach poison sounded way better in his head.

He took the bottle from your hands, flicking the cap off onto the floor. You held up both of your hands, one hand holding up just 1 finger and the other 2, making the number 12. The amount of seconds he agreed to drink to catch up with you. He shook his head at you and your annoying quirkiness before bringing the bottle to his lips. Kai was also not a big drinker, he preferred the sweet stuff, and being drunk just didn’t seem like that much fun to him. But usually he could hold him very well.

You watched, counting out loud and with your fingers as he chugged the liquid. You stopped him at 12, his face scrubbed with disgust as his heated up and the lightness already making its way to his brain.

“Never. Again.” He coughed out.

“Promise.” You sighed. “Now, come one, you have to dance with me.” You hummed and he groaned.

“But I just-”

“Dance with me, meaning you have to touchhh me.” You sang out, grabbing his hands, placing them a little lower on your body than they should’ve been. But that was the whole point.

“Ew, I don’t want to do that.” He said sarcastically, causing your eyes to roll once again.

He moved his hands a few inches up to your waist. Swaying to the music, as you dance wildly, along with the rest of the party you were surrounded by.

You danced for another hour or so, kai allowing the alcohol to control a lot of his movements. His hands roaming over your body as he danced to the same beat with you.

You leaned up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck hoping he’d finally let your lips touch his. But no dice. “They’re not looking.” You pouted, he just smiled, fighting to not bug into your cuteness. “I’m going to get that kiss.” You grumbled.

It was suddenly then when Kai decided to curse the person who selected the playlist for this event. Nothing but your favorite songs playing back to back, and while that was pure heaven for you, he didn't seem to appreciate it very much. Your natural energetic life of the party nature always getting attention even when you didn't notice. You wore a bright hot pink sash around body, with a shiny plastic tiara with pink feather at the base of it, you had a short white dress that Caroline lent to you for the night, it fit a little tight on you, but of course, you made it work.

The two of you were lost somewhere in the party, all of your friends caught up in their own world, drunk out of their minds, not even worried about you. You were glad to see them having fun, it meant you now got to have a little fun of your own without much of a risk.

You lead you boyfriend towards the couch without him noticing. You hips swaying to the music, as you pushed him to sit down on the cushion, people noticing but not many making a bit big deal out of it. Not big enough of a deal for any of your friends to find out about this. Your boyfriend looked a little confused for a second before realizing what you were doing. You climbed on top of his lap, cheers and whooping noising emitting for the crowd around you as the watched your hips moving carefully over his. Your pretty white dress riding up your thighs as you rocked against his crotch, earning a soft groan from his lips as you danced, seeming to just be innocent but he knew your intentions.

"Y/N someone's going to see-" you just replied by pressing yourself down harder on top of him, mouthing the lyrics to the song playing through the speakers.

Your hands placed on his shoulders as your back arched, body moving with the music. His hands placed on your hips, eyes staring at your as a soft smirk found it way to your lips. You were always very persuasive and it was moments like these when he found it hardest to resist you. Your hips dragging over his, your ass brushing against the forming bulge in his jeans. He took in every inch of your appearance. His hands slid down to grip the soft skin of you thigh, allowing your hips to move freely still. The dress you were wearing just a bit tight around your tits, you cleavage staring him right in the face, your neck just as soft as always, the party lights set up around the house illuminating your entire presence, just making it unfair to all the other girls who showed up hoping to impress. No one was impressing anyone next to you.

"Can I get that kiss now?" You pouted hands slipping down his shoulder to his chest, in between your bodies, slowly inching towards his crotch and the bludgeoned your feet pressing against you thigh.

"So impatient." Kai grumbled under his breath as you brought your face closer to his.

"Mm very impatient." You hummed, moving carefully before connecting your lips together.

The strong taste of whatever fruity vodka he chugged earlier on his lips and the strong taste of bourbon on yours. Either way, the taste was way too addicting to just stop at one simple lazy kiss.

"No ones upstairs right?" Kai hummed and the two of you took a look around. All your friends partying down in the same room as the two of you.

"Nope." You smirked. "They won't miss us for a little while." You took your bottom lip in between your teeth.

Kai contemplated on the pros and cons for a minute before making his decision.

"Am I getting my gift now?" You asked looking at him through your eyelashes.

"You are evil" his face crunched and you shrugged.

You giggled, sliding off his lap, back onto your own two feet. Your pretty white dress looking a bit tighter than it did a few seconds ago, but that could easily be his mind playing tricks on him. His jeans felt tighter, gripping his thighs worse than before, and that was definitely not a mind trick. You began moving your hips to the music again, noticing his eyes hooked on you as the white fabric clung so sweetly to your skin. You held your hand out for your boyfriend, waiting for him to stop being stubborn and just take your hand.

"Your not going to make me take care of myself are you?" You pout, a little sigh in your voice. God, the way he was seconds away from just throwing you on this couch and letting everyone watch as he made you scream his name.

He stood quickly, taking a look around before wrapping his arm around your waist. Without a word he lead the two of you towards the stairs, and seductive smile on your lips as you went willingly.

He took you to one of the guest rooms, closing the door behind you. Throwing his jacket off the moment he knew the two of you weren't followed by one of your overprotective friends.

You were all over him, clothes flying everywhere, his jeans discarding somewhere on the floor, his shirt tossed to hang on the bed post, his hands wrapped gently around your neck, your lips crashing together as he walked you back towards the bed.

Tongue clashing messily, hands roaming everywhere they could, mind full of dirty thoughts that you'd soon get to act on. His hot skin pressing against yours as you climbed onto his lap once you were on the bed, his lips traveling down from your lips to the valley of your breasts, sucking light bruises wherever he pleased on your body. Soft moans from your lips filling the air. Your need for him increasing, heart rate rising, and body just aching to be closer to him.

"God, your so needy tonight." He smirked, lips pulling away from your skin. You slid off the hot pink sash around your body, dropping it to the ground, your dress riding up until it sat right above your hips.

"I want you so bad." You whined, craving for even the tiniest bit of action.

"Oh I know, baby." He mocked your whine, hands now on your hips causing your dress to rid up even more. "You were quite the tease tonight, you know." He hummed, and you nodded softly, sick of talking about the subject. "So... tempting." He sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed, guiding you to take place on his lap. "So... naughty." The word caught your ear, eyes widening a bit at his choice of words. "I know it's your birthday and everything, doll, so I'll go easy on you... but i don't think a punishment is in order." He sighed dramatically, a pout finding its way to your lips.

"but it's my birthday." You poke your lips out further hoping that your cute peal would work in your favor.

"Which is why I'm actually going to let you cum tonight." He mocked again. "But you know what happens to naughty girls, don't you?" He asked and you nodded slowly.

Fuck.

"Please, I can't wait, I need you so bad, baby please." You were whining for him already. He just smirked, tightening the grip he had on your hips, slowly bouncing his leg up and down in thought. Your mouth dropped open slightly at the friction against your core you were too focused on him to notice.

"Oh don't worry, baby, I'll be gentle." He hummed, deviance in his voice. There was no such thing as gentle when it came to Malachi Parker.

He felt the dampness of your core sitting on his thigh, his hands guiding your hips to move back and forth. He had every intention of letting you get off on him tonight, but he'd of course make you earn it. It didn't matter what day it was, it didn't matter where you were, rules are rules. You should know, your basically the one who set them anyways. You let out a soft breath as you caught the hint to move your hips along with him. You core pressed down against his thigh, clit rubbing against the cloth of your thin panties, the pressure from your movements allowing a moan to get stuck in your throat that you refused to release.

"I want you to count these." He spoke, your eyebrows scrunching in confusion for a second before you felt he first sting. His hand clashed with the skin on your ass, a quick Yelp emitting for your lips at the unexpected surprise. "Count." He demanded.

"O-one." You cleared your throat. He smirked at the response, eyes connecting with yours, watching as you tried to hide the pleasure on your face.

The process repeated more times than you cared to admit, and you enjoyed more than he would've guessed. The hot stinging on your ass edging you further and further until you so close to your high you could practically taste it. Mewling at the feel of his hands clashed with your ass and your clit rubbing about his thigh, soaking the skin with your juices.

"Twenty." You cried out, this slap harder than the others... or were you just sensitive from the others? "I'm so close, kai." You moaned, hips rocking as quickly as the could over him, his own dick hardened at the feel of your covered push against his thigh. "Tw-twenty One!" You yelped at his last spank, his hand marks bruising your bottom, his hand running over the scorching skin in hope to sooth you. The cool from his rings, really helping burn. You came with a hard shudder, and a moan so pornographic he wished that everyone could hear it.

"Good girl," he praised, and you hummed, head falling onto his shoulder. Hips still slowly rocking against him out of habit. "I think you've earned your present now." He teased, bringing a slight smile to your face.

He slid you off his thigh and back onto your feet. He stood, towering above you, hands undoing the zipper in the back of your dress. You leave the white fabric in the floor as you let him push you back onto the bed. Excited for the night he had planned for you. He kneeled at the end of the bed, arms wrapping around your thighs, tugging you closer to him. Your heart beating through his chest as he peeled your panties down your legs revealing your glistening core. Juices from your previous orgasm adding on to the sex appeal as he took in the sight before him as if this was going to be his last meal ever.

You moaned at the way his tongue glided over your soft folds, getting a nice taste of everything you had to offer. You let out soft whimpers stuff his tongue dwelling in your contents, lapping up all your juices and warmth. His fingers digging into your thighs, which you would've notice hurt if you weren't busy focusing on how amazing his lips felt wrapping around your clit. You cried out, his grip o it your keeping your hips planted flat on the bed. The prickly stubble growing from his face, scratching the inside of your thighs, adding textures as his jaw moved on you, searching to taste every inch of your pretty little cunt. His grunts sending shivers straight up your spine as your back arched off the bed, hands gripping at the sheets as your mind went absolutely foggy. Pure bliss as his tongue toyed with your bundle of nerves, making it harder to stay quiet.

"I'm go-gonna- ffucckk" you moaned out, cheating heavy up and down harshly as you felt your orgasm tear through you body without any type of warning.

Your hips thrashing against his grip, but ultimately staying placing one the bed as his grip kept you down. You cried out as he refused to stop, tongue still working against you in the most delicious manner. He groaned into your pussy, the tastes of your juices nearly making him can even with no sort of stimulation. He enjoyed the moaning mess he had under him, moving one of his arms from around you thighs so he could spread you lips with his two fingers. He took his mouth away from your heat to admire the glistening mess, you hole fluttering around nothing whatsoever, hips trying to stay still but ultimately failing. His lips and chin soaking with your juices, creating the most explicit sight you had ever seen.

"I c-can't- fuck-" you moaned out, eye squeezing shut as you felt his fingers teasing your hole. He watched the way your body reacted to him, smirking at the whined and whimpers.

"But you wanted it so bad, remember?" He mocked you, causing you to cry out again, finally I'm entering his two fingers into your tight hot cunt, stretching you in the most pleasant way. His spit and your chin lubing your cunt up for him, making it easy for him to bring you to another orgasm. The words getting stuck in your throat as all you can release are series of moans and screams as you come undone on his fingers, his lips wrapping around your clit again, the penetration and stimulation always being so much for you to handle. "Good job, sweetheart, you did so good for me." He praised, causing your pussy to flutter again. As much as you loved being called his little whore or a slut for him, his praises did something completely different to you. He licked another stripe up your pussy before climbing on top of you again. "What do you say?" He teased.

"T-hank you, b-baby" you stuttering, body still quivering from the pleasure.

"Open." He demanded and your jaw fell open at the command. He smirked, bringing him gum coated fingers to your mouth, allowing your lips to wrap around them as you sucked off your sweet juices, eyes opening to look at the admiration on his face. "Good girl," he smirked, shoving his finger further down almost causing you to gag but you managed to keep it in as his fingers pumped in your mouth. "Just like that." He hummed, using his fingers to pry your jaw open again before spitting down on your tongue, watching it glide down to the back of your throat before taking his fingers away. "Swallow." And you did, oh so eagerly, just happy to be participating.

His lips connecting to your hot skin on your neck, drawing another moan from your lips. His tongue worked wonders against you once again, his body pressed in between your legs. His erection grinding against your heat through the thin cloth of his boxers, as he sucked another bruise into your neck.

" 'want your cock, baby." you whined, hips rutted up into his crotch, needy and aching for him. "Please, I want it so bad." Fingers running over his smooth skin, wanting to feel every part of him on you... in you... it didn't matter.

"Think you can handle my cock?" He teased, fingers running down your body, coated in your spit, connecting with you slit again, rubbing in figure 8, drawing out more desperate moans from your plumped lips. "Your so sensitive, my pretty little doll." His bottom lip poking out, as he allowed you to grind against his hand getting the friction you've been working for so desperately all night.

"Please, I want it, 'wanna cum on your cock baby, please." You cried, his smile almost demonic as he listened to you beg for him.

"As you wish, birthday girl." He hummed, taking his fingers away from you, chuckling at the needy whines from loss of contact. He sat up above you pulling himself out of his boxers, his length springing up, all ready for action. You hummed as you felt his tip, spreading your folds, allowing his own precum to mix with all of your juices. "Are you sure your ready for me?" He asked, and you nodded eager just to feel him. Just for a safety measure he spat at your core, spreading it around your hole so it wouldn’t hurt going in. You felt him at your entrance, moving slowly as he pushed into you, low deep moan escaping from both of your throats.

He didn't stop until he bottomed out inside of you, tip so close to your cervix you could practically feel him there already. Your walls welcomed him sweetly, still adjusting from your last orgasm, as he began to move again, slowly at first before he set a pace that had both of you moaning and panting messes.

"God, your so tight- fuck" he groaned, his hands running up your thighs hiked up in his sides. His fingers gripped in your skin so harshly there was no way you wouldn't have bruises in the morning. You'd be wearing sweatpants and jeans for the next month at the most. Due to your sensitivity you were already so close, hips bucking into his as you felt the knot in your stomach threaten to slip for the 3rd time tonight. His sweet praises not helping the fluttering in the pit of your stomach.

"Mmmm fuuucckkk" you yelled, legs beginning to shake as you tried to fight the harsh high you were about to face. " m'cumming kai- holy shit" you cried, you arms wrapping around his body, the pads of your fingers digging into his back, urging him to keep going. You came with a loud scream of his name, which he had to muffle with a sloppy kiss. Your cum coating his cock as he continued, body convulsed around him as your kind with black with pretty sparkles and rainbows and fireworks as you released everything onto him. Your eyes squeezing closed as your body tried to unwind from the intensity, but only being met with another build up. Kai hitting into your cunt harder and faster than before, chasing after his own high, your eyes watery at the stimulation of hitting hitting your g-spot over and over again.

"I- I can't fuck-" you cried, hands dropping off his back as your body felt a sudden fatigue, your moans still filling the air.

"Oh baby, yeah you can." Kai twisted, pulling out of your cunt before flipping you over. He lined himself back up with you, hands reaching under your waist pulling you back up to him before slamming into you again, causing your to scream out in pleasure. Neither of you worried about how loud you were being, certainly not you, and Kai almost wanted everyone to hear how good he was fucking you. He used one of his hands to slide up your body, gripping your throat before using his strength to pull your back to his chest, allowing him to hit a way differently angle. "You wanted it so bad, remember?" He mocked you, his other hands moving down to your clit rubbing in fast harsh circles. "So your going to fucking take it." He grunted in your ear causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

Your cries and moans fueling him to hit into you harder. Your cunt fluttering around him as you felt another intense orgasm underway. Your legs quivering, the only thing holding up your fucked out body is his hands. His lips pressing against your neck. His tongue running over the skin on your neck, absentmindedly tracing your veins in the area. He never really knew how badly he drove you wild when he did that. About the way you fantasied about his fangs sinking into your skin while he made you scream his name in the best way possible. His hand squeezing around your throat while he sucked the literal life out of you. A dream that you so desperately wanted to come true.

“F-UCK” you cried, his fingers working so angelically on your clit. “I wan- bite me” you choke out, unable to form more than a few words at a time. His lips immediately broke into smile at the request, you felt him on your skin, lips now grazing above right where you wanted him.

“You sure pretty girl? I don’t think you can handle it?” He teased.

“Please baby, I want it so fucking bad.” You whined. He smirked, giving into your pleads, the veins under his eyes throbbing as his fangs pierced through his gums. The tips of his shape teeth piercing into your skin, right at the perfect spot before going in. He allowed the hot blood to flow into his mouth, some of your own blood leaking down your neck. You moaned out, feeling that ballon in the pit of your stomach pop as you came undone for the 4th time tonight, the feeling of his lips sucking you out making it harder to compose yourself.

You came hard with him following suit, unhooking his fangs from your skin, licking the area cleaning as he let your body fall forward, coating your walls with him white warmth. A deep low growl emoting from his throat, as he slowly milked himself deep into your cunt. You cried at the sensitivity coursing through you body. Your limbs quite literally quaking with even the slightest touch. Kai flipping you onto you back, collapsing on top of you, face to face as he placed light kisses on you neck, licking up the blood from your skin. You hummed at the relaxing feeling of him, before you were suddenly aware his his wrist pressed to your lips.

“Come on, baby, be a good girl and drink up before you bleed all over the pillowcase.” His smirked and you rolled you eyes, drinking from his wrist. You felt your wound close and your energy somewhat restored, as he pressed your lips back together. The kiss slow and passionate, and would’ve definitely lead to something else if the door hadn’t swung open with all your friends pouring in from the other side.

Kai used his speed to cover both of your naked bodies with the blanket, your heart racing from embarrassment and anxiety as they took in the sight before them.

“Do you people ever knock?!” Kai quipped, you’re eyes falling on Caroline who just seemed really confused while everyone else was slowly piecing the sight together with disgust on their faces.

“Oh wait- ewww” she gasped, pointing to her borrowed dress on the floor, and you body leaning into his on the bed. “We heard you scream and got worried- and you were with him last- we thought you- but you- and then you- EWW!”

“Okay, you two have five minute to get decent and come out here and explain yourself before I kill the both of you for having sex in my house- in general. And it’s almost time for cake, and Caroline’s about to be the first vampire to ever die from a heart attack.” Damon nearly gagged at the sight, guiding the blonde out the door while everyone else hurried to get out of the room. Some in shock, others not so surprised.

#wattpad #the cw legacies #damon salvatore #vampire diaries #kai parker smut #stefan salvatore #malachi parker #gemini coven

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Manager!Inarizaki

a/n: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i would put in all the reqs but there were so many people who requested for our fox babies that it would literally take up every space :”) and im happy to comply so here it is

AAAA LOOK THEY’RE SO CUTE OMG LIKE BLS BUT IM A RIN SIMP :’)

alkdfjlsdfi

sunarin simp is typing😍🍃💞..........

ogeiogeiogei

hehehehehe

so im actually just going to include the starting lineup like i knowwwww theres subs but im only most familiar with the regulars :(

okay so anyways!!

now

you might be wondering

how in the hell did you become the manager of these crackheads

from calm papi kita to psycho tsumu,

why are you their manager

you, the cute and shy and innocent not wittle first year, somehow became the manager of the powerhouse volleyball team of inarizaki high

it all started with our dear lovely samu

hehe bet you didnt see that coming

now we all know baby samu literally is the biggest foodie in the team and he constantly thinks about food 24/7 therefore there isnt much room in there for anything else except for volleyball

basically,

the dude loves to eat

it just so happens that you made food

your family owned a cafe down the street from the school and you worked there after school to help your parents

now how does this tie in with samu you ask

this chile was so hungry that he had to skip practice

sending kita a quick text about doing a quick errand, he walked down the street on the hunt for a quick place to grab a bite

he totally ignored kita’s warning of cramps if he ate a lot then practiced but whatever food is life

it just so happens he stumbles upon your family’s cafe

when he entered, the smell of bread and food entered his nostrils causing this baby to just float right in

you were manning the register while your brother was at school so you smiled at the incoming figure of this familiar boy

and because you recognized him, you couldnt help but grin and gasp a little

‘oh! miya-senpai!’

you exclaimed and osamu was confused because he’s never seen you before but he thought you were probably a kouhai in school

you looked young and definitely not a face he’s seen before so he concluded you were most likely a first year

and you were really cute

like really

really

cute

that thought caused this babe to blink awkwardly and nod at your direction

‘uh, hi’

he greeted and you smiled at his awkward nature

‘what can i get you today, miya-senpai?’

he must’ve been busy looking at you to actually look at the menu behind you and he fumbled, rushing to find a food to get

‘wh-what do ya recommend?’

he asked and you paused then thought deeply

‘hmm, we have onigiris freshly made! and we also have milk bread thats really good!’

did you just-

did you just say onigiri?

‘yea ill take some onigiri’

he decided and you lit up

‘perfect! the total is-’

he completely blanked out because wow your smile was really pretty

‘miya-senpai? miya-senpai?’

you called out and he snapped out of it

‘oh, sorry, here’

he gave you the cash and you gave him back his change before wandering to the glass case where the savory foods were placed

you seemed to glide over and osamu watched you with fond eyes, interest bubbling in him

there was something about you that made him curious

but he just didnt know what

it confused him because maybe you were just someone he hasnt seen before and not the same fans he sees all the time

‘you’re really lucky, miya-senpai. i just finished making them minutes before you walked in’

you commented

this took him aback

‘you cook?’

he suddenly asked and you chuckled, soft and airy laughs filling the air

‘of course, senpai! learning to cook is an essential for a business like this’

and thus created a beautiful friendship

he would come over to eat nearly every day of the week while you would happily serve him

sometimes, he would even buy extra so you could eat with him

while you were talking, he noticed you lacked the accent others from there had and he thought you were not originally from hyogo

he learned that you were actually from miyagi and you moved here just this year

‘so, how ya liking it ‘round here?’

he asked one day, after swallowing his food

you thought about it before shrugging

‘i mean, its still the countryside so i guess everything’s the same. maybe the dialect? my neighbors have strong accents, haha’

samu chuckled

‘its common over here. ya sound a lot more from tokyo. my best friend’s from there, ya see’

you raised an eyebrow

‘hm?’

‘rin. suna rin is in the team and hes from tokyo so he sounds like a standard city boy. ill take ya to meet him sometime’

nah he really wasnt

he wanted to keep you away from the others as much as possible, especially his brother, because he was a greasy mf

but that didnt really work out into plan because you approached him in school the other day

you saw him and you hurriedly ran to him where he stood with his twin and some guy

tsumu saw you coming from behind his brother and he smirked before nodding at you

‘samu, ya got a girlie running for ya’

samu turned, confused, until he saw your adorable face

‘y/n. whats up?’

you grinned

‘you left your team jacket, miya-senpai’

the red jacket was clutched in your hands and the two boys behind him shared a surprised look because osamu never mentioned a girlfriend

and with the way you were holding his jacket, the two boys immediately jumped into conclusions

well

more like atsumu started whining at osamu for not telling him he had a girl

‘i thought we were brothers! brothers for life!’

samu just awkwardly stands there and he has a sheepish look in his eyes that were looking at you apologetically

‘sorry about him, y/n. but thank you for returning it’

you handed him the fabric before smiling

‘it was a good thing you had a spare one for me, miya-senpai. who knew the rain would come so suddenly’

osamu sighed then playfully poked your forehead with his finger

‘how many times do i have to tell you to call me by my first name? i really dont want to hear anything that associates me with this bastard’

atsumu socked osamu at the shoulder causing the gray-haired boy to look away from you and start yelling at his brother

‘touch me again! see what happens then!’

‘yer just showing off for yer girlie! ya aint doin nothing!’

suna shook his head before turning to you with a sympathetic look

‘you really want to be with this guy? him and this idiot are practically a package’

you tilted your head

‘im,,, not with miya-senpai?’

suna blinked

‘but he gave you his jacket. he doesnt even give it to me. i guess its not part of best friend privileges’

at the mention of best friend, you lit up

‘oh! you must be sunarin! the tokyo boy!’

baby rin choked a little at the sight of your grin and he scrunched his eyebrows while awkwardly raising the corner of his lips to a smile

‘you,, uh,,, you know me?’

like it was the most obvious thing in the world, you nodded

‘at first, when miya-senpai told me, i didnt know who you were. but! youre actually very popular, suna-senpai! too bad i never saw you until today, though, because we’re in different floors. but! a lot of girls talk about you!’

poor rin didnt know how to react to that because he didnt want to look flustered but he didnt want to look cocky either

so he just opted to smile gently

‘oh. well, in that case. let me introduce myself to you. suna rintaro’

can we normalize suna being an actual nice guy instead of the cold stand-offish player bastard?

you shook his hand and said your name as well

like samu, he asked you to call him by his first name too since you were close to his friend therefore should try being close to you too

speaking of samu, him and atsumu reduced the violence to just bickering and they were still teasing each other even after you and suna talked

the coochi bangs boy rolled his eyes then slapped atsumu’s arm to gain their attention

‘yo. theres a girl here. try and be nice and civil’

atsumu seems like he forgot your existence because his eyes brightened at the sight of you

‘oh! heya!’

you nervously smiled at him because his hyperness and overall atsumu-ness was quite overwhelming

‘h-hello, miya-senpai’

atsumu pouted at how apprehensive you sounded

‘eyyy, why are you being nervous, girlie? im just samu, yanno! same face and everything!’

osamu knew you well enough that you were kinda awkward and you didnt know how to approach a hyper person like his brother so he naturally saved you

‘hey, y/n, the bell’s about to ring any moment now so try to not be late and ill be sure to see you later. do you want me to pick you up from your class and we can walk together?’

to you, it was just a simple offer from a friend but to the two, that was the confirmation of your relationship with the wing spiker

‘wahh, atsumu, your brother really is better than you. he knows how to treat girls good’

atsumu took offense to this

‘excuse you! i would be too if there were genuine girls in this school!’

osamu’s aggressive blinking was his signal for you to hurry along and you noticed causing you to chuckle before bidding goodbye

‘it was nice meeting you, rin-senpai. and,,, you too, miya-senpai. samu-senpai, later at 3?’

osamu softly smiled while nodding

‘later at 3’

the TEASING HE FACED from the two was unbearable and despite the amount of times he denied it, they were still teasing him

‘samu’s got a girlfriend~! samu’s got a girlfriend~!’

‘tsumu, i swear to god if you dont shut your trap’

‘imagine having a girlfriend’

true to his word, osamu was waiting for ya at the bottom of the stairwell from the one that led to the second floor, absentmindedly kicking some invisible thing in the floor

you were fixing your bag straps on your shoulders when you saw him at the end of the hallway and you couldnt contain your excitement seeing the grey haired boy

‘samu-senpai!!’

you shouted, getting his attention that made him whip his head up

the blank face contorted into a small smile and he raised a hand

‘yo’

when you made it next to him, you were grinning really big and samu felt flustered at your happy face

so he cupped your chin with his large hand that allowed him to squeeze both cheeks

‘cutie’

he mumbled but you didnt catch it, too busy trying to get him to stop squishing

you were originally supposed to go walk over to the cafe but you didnt know that osamu was actually trying to skip practice and he was trying to hide from the members

okay first off, i dont think samu would ever skip practice willingly bc he has the same drive as miya atsumu but he also just wants to spend time with you asklfjldfjdlk

but the loud mouth tsumu saw you guys as you turned a hallway

you were busy talking to osamu about some cooking chef guy gordon and he was nodding and talking but then he heard a loud shout

‘SAMU!’

osamu babie didnt know what was happening so he protectively placed an arm in front of you and hurriedly shoved you behind him in case something happened

duh you didnt know what was happening either so you were clutching his jacket and peeked from his arm to see atsumu stomping over with suna trailing behind him, seemingly texting on his phone

osamu lazily glared at his brother

‘what’

atsumu blanched and sped walk faster until he was right in front of him to yell

‘IM TIRED OF YER EXCUSES! JUST CUS YA GOT YASELF A GIRLIE DUN MEAN YA GET TO SKIP PRACTICE!’

you furrowed your eyebrows

you tugged at his jacket and osamu turned to peer down at you and he gulped, preparing himself to hear your scolding

it wasnt the first time you scolded him as you just told him off the other day for not eating enough vegetables and fruits to balance out his unhealthy love for onigiri and sweets

‘samu-senpai,,, you told me you guys were taking an off week. why are you skipping practice today’

you were genuinely worried and you didnt seem to understand why he did that but the other two did and atsumu didnt hesitate

‘CUS HE WANTS TA SPEND TIME WITH YA, Y/N! BASTARD CANT EVEN BOTHER TO TELL ME THE REASON! YER SICK?! WHAT THE HELL EXCUSE IS THAT! YA NEVER GET SICK!’

poor suna is just watching this go down and he felt bad that you were caught in the middle

so he suggested a compromise

you watched sunarin push atsumu’s chest to make him back off and he gently smiled at you before looking at the two

‘how about we all go to practice and if y/n-chan wants, she can wait and osamu can spend time with her when hes done? besides, atsumu, you know osamu has been doing good on his spikes. maybe we can persuade coach and kita to let him off early since hes,,, quote unquote,, ‘sick’’

osamu debated but you emerged from behind him

‘sure! samu-senpai would love to go to practice! right, samu-senpai?’

you smiled at him but it was a stern smile

you just wanted him to go to practice because you knew now of how important volleyball was to the school and they needed to get all their time and energy to win the sport

atsumu agreed to this plan but osamu was forced to accept it

simp

just for extra measure, sunarin and tsumu walked behind you guys to the gym so you and samu had time to talk

you were chiding him of course because why would he waste time with spending time with you

‘just wanted to see ya, y/n-chan’

he winked but you pouted and wrinkled your nose

‘you cant weasel yourself out of this, samu-senpai’

osamu has never heard you scold him before so he was like o.o but inside he was like,,, hot

the gym was already on full practice and kita saw the second years from the door

aran LAKDJFLAKSFJLASDKF ARAN AAAAAAAAAAAAA nudged mimi with a smirk

as much as they loved the underclassmen, watching them get told off by kita was too funny to not watch

but what caused them to curiously peer behind the three was the appearance of a girl

a girl?

‘why’s a girl with them?’

aran mumbled and mimi shrugged, but also intrigued

you were behind osamu and he could tell you were nervous because youve heard of the reputation of the team

they were seen as practically as popular as the basketball team and everyone worshipped them

they were who put the school’s name in the map and you were about to meet the legends of inarizaki

thankfully, atsumu and rin walked to the front of you two so you and samu were at the back

samu didnt look at you but he reached behind him to open his palm as a signal for you to take it

you gratefully grabbed it and leaned closer in case something happens

‘KITA-SAN! WE GOT EM!’

atsumu shouted and suna chided him for being really loud

‘you’re late’

an even voice said in front of them and you leaned over to the side to see who it was from

your eyes bulged out of your head because one, wow he was handsome, and two, he looked like someone from miyagi

YALL KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT BYE-

‘oh wow’

you mumbled absentmindedly and samu looked at you at the corner of his eye before scoffing

your face was totally bright red and your eyes were super wide

kita? really? of all guys? it was kita?

‘SORRY! was samu who took so long!’

atsumu lowered his voice down but he didnt tell the captain of his brother’s plans to skip

‘he has a stomachache and he was at the nurse’s office’

suna smoothly came up with a lie and he might look cool and calm, his hands were clasped behind him with it clenching his phone

your eyes left kita to notice that habit and you had a small smile because it was another reassurance that these boys werent as high and legendary as everyone made them to be

in the end they were still just students and boys

they were still human

‘oi, osamu, who’s the girl?’

aran finally bit the bullet and asked the question everyone has been wondering since the beginning

both you and samu stiffened at the direct question to you but he nodded

‘this is l/n y/n’

he introduced and you raised a shaky hand as a greeting but let go of samu to bow slightly to your seniors

‘hello, my name is l/n y/n, i’m a first year’

a few players also raised a hand but it was mimi who spoke at last

‘nice to meet you’

kita nodded at you but turned to the three

‘why is she with you? are you skipping again, osamu?’

again?

osamu inwardly cringed

obviously, kita was sharper than they would think because he easily saw through suna’s lie

he also knew that samu never really got sick

he watched the younger shovel 5 bowls of ramen and still have enough room eat a plate of mochi and he was perfectly fine

it was silent between the four of you and atsumu and suna were looking at each other as they ran out of lies

dang they even planned the entire walk of what to say to kita

you looked between the twins and their friend before speaking up

‘samu-senpai really did have a stomachache. i was-uh-helping the nurse! um, i want to be a doctor or a nurse when i grow up! and-’

you started to ramble but because you were trying to lie and it was never your forte

ALKESDJFLKD Y/N I NEED TO TAKE YOU UNDER MY WING WE NEED TO TEACH YOU THIS IMPORTANT LIFE SKILL OMG

‘we were tryin to convince y/n to be a manager. thats why we took so long’

atsumu huffed

you froze

a what?

a manager?

you were genuinely truthful about wanting to go into a medical profession but not a manager

you were already a manager before and you didnt really want to do it again

kita was inspecting suna’s and atsumu’s and osamu’s faces to see a trace of dishonesty

you saw him raise a dark eyebrow and you knew then that these three cannot tell a lie to save their life

so you nodded frantically making kita look at you

‘mhm! they asked me! miya-san wanted someone they knew already so they asked me because i’m samu-senpai’s friend! so here i am!’

your awkward smile and stiff outstretched arms might’ve seem suspicious but kita moved his gaze from you to atsumu and the blonde nodded

‘yea! ya’ve been talkin bout bein worried of next year cus yall aint here no more so i got sum person responsible enough fer us!’

STOPP I HATE IT HERE I CANT SEEM TO WRITE OUT ATSUMU’S ACCENT LIKE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

after the longest 3 seconds, kita finally nodded and closed his eyes warily

‘alright. l/n-san, come here’

you froze at the way he said your name but suna was kind enough to walk over to your place beside samu to gently push you forward to kita

‘its okay’

he mumbled and you were so thankful because that gave you enough motivation and strength to keep going

your height was staggering between these men and kita seemed to tower you

but you kept an even and calm face

‘yes?’

you asked

kita looked at you and he stared at your face, pupils moving as a sign that he was inspecting your eyes and every feature

oh my god you shouldve plucked your nose hairs this morning

before you could feel more self-conscious, he spoke

‘you said you want to be a doctor?’

‘well, more like a nurse but um same thing’

‘you know medical stuff? know how to treat injuries?’

‘yes. i was a manager back in my hometown so i have experience’

‘where are you from?’

‘miyagi’

‘ya familiar with shiratorizawa?’

you cringed but nodded

‘yes’

‘are you from there?’

‘yes’

the three stooges from behind you had wide eyes at this sudden revelation because that was a school theyve played before

even the last interhigh, they were familiar of how strong that school was

the eagle and the guess monster

and you were their manager before?

must’ve been during middle school as you were just a first year

‘so you know how plays and stats work?’

‘yes. anything you want me to do, im familiar and capable to do it’

god why are you saying this

you didnt even want to be a manager in the first place

yet here you are again

you were getting flashbacks from the war ajkfdfd

kita looked at you silently once more before finally standing up straight and pointing you to their coach who was watching the whole thing with crossed arms and furrowed brows

‘there. talk to him and you can finalize everything. i think its too early to say this but nonetheless, welcome to the team, y/n’

AND THUS STARTED YOUR JOURNEY WITH THE BOYS

akldjklfjsdlakj

IT WAS ALL BUILT ON LIES BUT WHATEVER

AS LONG AS NO ONE DIED ISSOKAY

no but really dont tell lies in general yall, maybe white lies, but try not to do that

OKAY MOVING ON

MOMENTS WITH THE TEAM

duh you are much much closer to samu than the rest of the team so you tended to stick to him more

like you would go to him first if you needed something or if you wanted someone to help you with the crate, he would be your go-to

that would make atsumu whine because he felt that samu was better than him

‘oi, y/n! im really good with ma arms! i can bench 300 yanno?’

you politely smiled and nodded

‘thank you for telling me, miya-san’

then you would proceed to nudge samu’s arm yum to ask for help

butbutbutbut

dont worry!!!!

you do end up warming up to him

for my atsumu stans, yall tend to go to him when samu is either busy or you just need a good laugh

this mans will embarrass himself both on purpose or accidentally to make you laugh lmao

you also have extra bottles for his medicine because he has adhd and the guys are like,,,, yo chill

and duh atsumu would forget to take them so youre practically his reminder

we all know how tsumu was practically attacked that one time when he insulted those girls, right?

yall may have forgiven but i will never forget >:(

well, during matches, you as their manager, always have to tell the stands to be quiet when atsumu is serving

but no one told you this

you kind of figured it out during your time like when his eye would twitch if samu was talking to suna too loudly or when he would close his eyes to shut off his hearing because of the loud spikes on the other side

you noticed it

so you would go to the stands and nicely tell them that if they see atsumu serving, to be quiet

‘i understand you are all excited when he does his serve but we would all benefit more you could release that excitement inside and silently’

*cue atsumu pretending to faint in sunas arms*

OH SPEAKING OF SUNA

YES I SAID THAT I DONT REALLY LIKE FANON SUNA BC,,,

WEED

AND DRUGS

AND RUDE

JUST OVERALL

NOT RECOMMENDED

but canon suna :”)

as a player, suna is seen as really manipulative and snarky and witty

he loves to poke fun at the other team, even his own, and just all-around annoying

but off-court

suna is a very quiet and reserved person

totally different from the one who talks and yaps constantly to the other side of the net

and hes a really pure person in some topics

like he would turn red when you would compliment his new picture that he posted in inasgram

PLEASE SUNA IS TOTALLY A PHOTOGRAPHER LIKE HE TAKES PICTURES OF SUNSETS AND STUFF

or when you would offer to bandage him up for him because it’s hard to do it himself and your hand would touch his

dont tell anyone this but suna is very relieved that you and samu weren’t dating

thats all

thats all for now

;)

OOOO kita!!!

okay so kita is the captain, right?

but he doesnt play

like he plays rarely and aran is usually the on-court captain

this causes you and him to be at the sidelines a lot

he would tell you what he thinks would happen next or what the next plan should be and you would provide your own input

in a way, he was the one who really taught you the mechanics of volleyball and he would tell you the different tricks that techniques that the twins came up with

what makes you really soft and fall for him is when he starts to compliment his players

his pride in aran for being one of the top aces that has led them to nationals

his pride in mimi for being able to go on the longest on court and not be tired

his pride on akagi for being able to receive each ball and successfully give it to their setter

his pride on hitoshi for being the one who could handle the team personality wise and his plans for him to be his successor

his pride on ATSUmu for being the best setter he’s ever seen and his drive to get better no matter what

his pride on samu for being so strong and still getting stronger despite his dream career to be something not volleyball-related

his pride on sunA being motivated enough to help the team and make sure everyone knows that every ball can be stopped

like pls you almost cry all the time when you hear kita saying that because he seems to not say it to the others but only to you

it makes you happy that kita relies so much on these guys as much as they rely on him

OH MY GOSH OMIMI

okay

so omimi ren is a very quiet and calm character

hes kinda like suna where they dont really say much but when they do, its usually important and not irrelevant like atsumu

and he didnt say much when you got inducted in the team as a manager

like he just stared at you and you were just like o.o

ngl he did scare you a bit bc of his tall height looming over you and the way his dark eyes just pierces you through your soul

hes the type that you cannot willingly tell a lie to him bc you know he will find out one way or another

he can see right through you

maybe thats what makes him such a good middle blocker

but you started to warm up to him really quick and he would sometimes walk you home if the others cant mainly bc he knows his appearance will make anyone back off

its the simple things that make you appreciate him

two words: ginjima hitoshi

he is so two-faced

NO LISTEN BEFORE YALL BEAT ME UP JUST HEAR ME OUT

you know how like the 4 second years (PLEASE I KNOW THERES A GUY NAMED YUTO BUT LIKE I DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT HIM AAAAAA TELL ME IF YOU WANT HIM IN HERE)

like suna, the twins, and hitoshi

the twins are the annoying ones who causes trouble, suna is the one taking pictures and evidence while cheering them on, and hitoshi is the one trying to break it up

BUT

i think that hitoshi is really the worst out of the 4 and he keeps in because who else would be the responsible one of the bunch

hello? they were about to be third years next year like are we really gonna go on with possibly a miya twin or suna being captain?

so he tries to force down his inner chaos to take on the role of the responsible one

BUTTTTT

you try to release that inner chaos

you sometimes hear him egging on atsumu under his breath like ‘do it’ but quietly so no one hears him

and youre like

?-?

please? we’re not? supposed? to allow? atsumu? to eat? and swallow? a whole? raw egg?

at first, duh he was also like that with you but you want him to be himself and be comfortable with you so you work hard to make him open up

now

you kinda regret it

because he now wants to go through the mcdonalds drive-thru, with no car, just to get mcflurries

you stared down at hitoshi from your bedroom window with a confused expression

‘but? you dont have a car?’

he grins up at you

‘but i got a CART! they said as long as it’s a car and car is in the word cart and the extra ‘t’ is just a bonus!’

‘hitoshi no-’

AAAAAA MICHIMICHI BABY

so akagi is the libero of the team and he is the one responsible for the make sure the ball doesnt touch the ground type of thing

you get really worried about him bc he does a lot of flying saves and his knees always get roughed up and such

so you try and stitch him up as much as you can like you even send him sites for good warm packs to buy

something that isnt known about akagi is that he, like atsumu, really likes to cook

but more like

he bakes

he bakes as a stress reliever and its like his meditation time

you go over to his house a lot to go bake something w him and share it to the guys later on

during ina get-togethers, him and samu are in charged of the food while youre the sous chef

SPEAKING OF SAMU

we forgot about him for a sec aldfjklkfdjlk

it was all thanks to him

because of him, you became a manager despite your initial refusal to become one again

you made friends with more people and you were able to have a fun high school life because of it

because of him

osamu does get a little sad or irritated whenever the guys start to hog you up

like he has to push down the tantrum of ‘I SAW HER FIRST!’

he wants to be the better twin lmao

he gets really butthurt when you would go to someone else even during the middle of your conversation

like he would be talking to you on the side but suna calls you over for tape and youre going

he pouts and atsumu teases him about it causing him to bark at him

LOL HE BARKS

okay so training camp

i think therell be an imagine for this so ill try to not make it as detailed

lets just say its a mess

suna really wants to go hiking bc he wants to go the top of the mountain for pictures of the stars and stuff

but atsumu whines of the bugs and possible creatures in there

this causes osamu to tease him and call him a coward and a wimp

and leads to a fight which aran tries to break up but gets sucked in anyways

and omimi just stands by and watches but he intends to intervene if it gets too much

then akagi gets taken by suna to go the hike with him even though hes scared of bugs so hes whimpering and complaining

while kita and hitoshi are off in the kitchen talking about new grains of flour and stuff

where are you?

youre at the lodge, drinking your f/d (favorite drink) and watching all this go down bc at training camp, it’s every man for themselves

there is a lot of bonding times as a team bc these boys may seem like all they think about is volleyball but they like to do something else outside of that

what they love the most is going to the beach

not only do they get to have fun, they get to relax and see you in a swimsuit alkfdjkfj

especially when kita accidentally falls asleep? they bury him with sand and make him look like a mermaid

because they are players who work out so great bodies duh

and they get so much attention for that

but they all mainly pay attention to you and oh my

youve expressed not being comfortable in wearing a swim suit and watch these guys absolutely start throwing compliments at you

but the third years would softly tell you that it’s okay not to wear one bc all that matters is if youre comfortable or not

HELP I WANT AN ARAN AAAAAAAAAAA

OH SO

we know how kita’s family are rice farmers, right?

well

he farms to help his granny and sometimes, youre the only one who’s free enough to go and help him

so you go over there all the time and granny really loves you bc one, you take care of her shin and thats beyond everything, and two, youre reliable and make shin laugh and such

like one time, you were carrying a basket to the back deck and granny saw you from the kitchen

she smiled before waddling over to the door so she could talk to you

‘y/n-chan!’

you whipped around quickly at the call of your name before grinning and hurrying up to her

‘yes, granny?’

she gave you a bottled water then gestured down to the field where shin was tirelessly tending to the rice

‘please give that to shinsuke. poor boy has been pushing himself too hard with the field and his sport and not taking care of himself’

she chided but there was a certain hint in her tone that made her sound so proud of her grandson

you looked down at the bottle and squeezed it

‘kita-san works hard not for himself, but for everyone else. it makes me sad when he neglects his health and tends to the team instead. so dont worry, baa-chan! i’ll take care of kita-san for him! for you!’

nah bc granny was already gossiping with her neighborhood ladies about this beautiful girl that shin got and how they should be jealous their grandsons don’t have someone like you

OOOOOOO

since your family owns a cafe, the guys goes there all the time

its kinda like the ramen shop for the seijoh boys

they go there mainly to see you even outside of practice ANDDD

they wanna look good in front of your family

like tsumu suddenly knows cleanliness bc he cleans up the mess on the table or kita is no longer an introvert as hes now talking to your mom about the benefits of rice water and her not needing one bc her hair is already beautiful

PLEASE WHAT

and even during the summer, theyve helped out a lot when it was busy lunch times and you couldnt handle it yourself

GOSH IMAGINE SAMU BEING YOUR MOM’S APPRENTICE AND HANDSOME BOYS TAKING YOUR ORDERS WHILE SOME ARE CARRYING HEAVY TRAYS THAT MAKE THEIR ARMS POP

okay imma stop now

OH DONT GET ME STARTED DURING THE DEFEAT WITH KARASUNO

I DONT CARE YALL CAN HATE ME FOR SAYING THIS BUT KARASUNO SHOULDNT HAVE WON LIKE INARIZAKI WERE LITERALLY THE SECOND PLACE IN NATIONALS AND COMPETED AGAINST I T A C H I Y A M A

LIKE WHAT

OKAY ANYWAYS

everyone was already down and moody bc of the loss

and you wanted to be at the back bc you didnt know how to handle the situation

in your time as their manager, not once have you seen them lose

during those 10 months of being a manager, you have not once seen them be defeated during a game even with practice matches

then with those nobodies?

karasuno?

last time you checked, karasuno went down under when coach ukai retired

so having them lose was a real shock

and a really bad event

there was a certain air around you all during the bus ride to the hotel which made the entire time very uncomfortable

everyone finished their crying either in the locker rooms or the bathroom so all that was left was their red eyes

the coach sent everyone off to bed and although they were allowed more days to stay, they all collectively chose to just go home and keep those excused days as a rest day

‘we all would like to just stay at home and recharge’

kita’s request was everyone else’s, even yours, as you were both worried and tired for the boys

so that night, the coaches were able to book train tickets for everyone the next day back home

you stayed up, watching tv in your own room out of boredom because the group chat was quiet and you were too tired to do anything else

the next day, everyone

osamu claimed your shoulder and he held your hand tight with his

his breathing was ragged and even with his closed eyes, the redness around them made it obvious he had been crying

the bus that was filled with excitement before, became quiet and the sound of the engine and wheels took over the silence

you thought samu had fallen asleep so you raised your free hand to stroke his hair

‘hey y/n?’

you flinched at the surprise but hummed

‘imma tell him today. later, but today’

his voice was low and he was murmuring to hint that this was the extra sensitive topic you both discussed a few days ago at the cafe

you nodded but made sure he knew that no matter, he still got you

the coaches were upset and mad at the loss

but in the end, they all realized that this was the last game the boys would play as a team

sure, they could have practice matches and they could play again together in the future but nothing would change the atmosphere and feeling of playing the important matches

this was the team that brought them closest to nationals with placing second out of the entire country

they were a good team that somehow got defeated

but the coaches were still proud

they didnt even yell at the boys to take laps and instead brought them into a team meeting

you stood beside the coaches, your own sniffles with everyone else, and listened to them talk

‘-year has been the most productive this school’s team has had in decades. i hope you all are proud of yourselves as we are proud of you. you lost so you are no longer in the competition and we talk about it tomorrow. but for now, go home and take a rest because tomorrow, we will be running laps and drills and miss y/n will be timing you until you pass out from exhaustion’

you blankly looked at the coaches bc you thought this would be a heartwarming talk but quickly turned into a threat

‘but thats for tomorrow. so go home and rest up. expect what is to come’

you were just wanting to leave lmao

like you wanted to hurry home and make something for the guys to eat tomorrow

just do something to make them at least smile

the guys were quietly packing up and you watched them with trembling eyes at their dismissal

you wanted them to stay longer

stay here and laugh and mess around

like tsumu poking kita and pretending he didnt

or mimi talking about something and aran staring blankly at him but he’s really sleeping with his eyes open and startling him awake

‘guys!’

you shouted

they all stopped and turned to look at you

‘hm?’

hitoshi asked

you hurriedly looked around to find something to stall them here and you noticed the cherry blossom tree that’s blooming

must be the time of the year

‘l-lets! have a-take a picture! outside! by the tree!’

you pointed and they looked at each other

you were acting strangely

but they were simps for you so they just nodded and went outside

they didnt even complain and went to stand out in front of the tree

you had your phone and pulled it to the camera app to raise it to get the team in the frame

they looked sad and tired and worn out but they were still trying to joke around and have natural smiles

‘closer, you guys! bunch in closer!’

you motioned with one hand but they stopped

‘um? y/n? aren’t you gonna join us?’

ren asked but you shook your head

‘its? for you guys? besides, no one will take it for us, silly’

the boys insisted on you prop it up on a bench over there because they wanted you there with them

‘hey, come here! lets all be in it!’

aran shouted and you had no choice but to follow them

the boys had to stand closer to the camera as the bench was a ways ahead of the tree but dont worry, the tree is still there

they wanted you in the front bc they were all taller than you but they really wanted to showcase you

you were their manager and the person who took care of them

they treasure you so much

‘smile!!!’

someone shouted and the timer hit zero and the picture was taken

sure, their school’s motto was that they didnt need things like memories

to not have anything tying you down to the past and to challenge yourself with everyone focusing on the future ahead

in years from now, you could just be another thing from their past and nothing else

but they would be damned if that happened

any fragment of you to remind them of the best time of their youth and the person who loved them more than anyone else did

so yea, sure they wanted to represent their school’s motto

but this time

they can make an exception

a/n: HII!!!! IM BACK AND SUDDENLY IM ABLE TO WRITE AND FINISH THIS I SWEAR I CANT BELIEVE IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO PUBLISH THIS I CANT WITH THIS YALL IM LOWKEY DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF AND IM ASHAMED IM SO SORRY

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gotmetalkinginmysleep · 5 years ago

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Soho

Genre: Smut with Hoseok x Female Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, unprotected sex (stay safe folks), mirror play, possession talk, choking, finger fucking, squirting, oral sex (male receiving), Face fucking, Dom play.

Summary: Hobi’s just got you back to the hotel room. This is Part 2 to a Drabble I wrote. You’ll find Part 1 here.

Reference: Often by The Weeknd

Word count: 3144 words

Photo Credit: HopefulWish218 (I applied my own colour filter to it)

Notes: This is a continuation of Hobi’s Bon Voyage Drabble in London. Edie @sweet-teeth-mfs called me a tease with how the Drabble ended, so I HAD to finish it. Thought I would write it as a Birthday Present but sorry Edie, it’s UBER late.

As it jumps right in, it’s ‘continue reading’.

“Does Baby want attention?” he coos in your ear as you rifle through your bag searching for the card key. Hobi’s lips are on your neck, finding the sweet spots that are making you weak at the knees. The shopping bags still bundled in his hands but that doesn’t stop him pressing his hard-on right up against your ass.

“Come on,” he teases with a grin on his face, pushing himself harder against you. You shove your handbag against the door in the hopes it’ll unlock. Surprisingly it does and you stumble in, Hobi following close behind you.

Clattering fills the room as shopping bags hit the floor their contents spilling everywhere. You hear a few thuds of feet heading towards you before hands grab your hips. Hobi presses himself against you, cock firm against your ass as he’s walking you both towards the bed. His hands undoing the zip on your skirt before they reach around to unbutton your blouse. His nimble fingers brushing against the fabric as his chin rests on your shoulder. Making you tilt your head offering room for his lips on your skin.

“Have you figured it out yet Sweet-one?”

Your lips part as you roll your eyes closed. Thinking of everything possible Hobi could have on his mind. It wouldn’t take much for him ruin you. His charisma and charms alone have you melting, let alone his touch.

“What I’m going to do to you?”

You gently shake your head, speechless by his advances as he continues to whisper in your ear, skimming his lips across your skin. He turns you around, his hands under the collar of your blouse as he peels it from your shoulders, slowly. It’s unbearably slow. Compared to how fast he was in the cab and in the corridor, he’s restraining himself and you don’t know-how. You’re desperate to feel him. To touch him. To kiss him.

Your blouse falls to the floor, freeing your arms and leaving you standing in your underwear before him. He steps back to take all of you in. Noting every single pulse, breath and the way your lips part as you close your eyes, sighing with anticipation. A smirk spreading across his face as his thumb graces his lips, his mind racing while watching how eager you are.

Hobi takes your hand, wandering to the side of the bed where he sits. Your fingers still entwined as he looks up at you with a head tilt.

“Kneel.”

You obey and kneel between his spread legs. Your feet hitting the mirrored wardrobe behind you. Hobi watching intently as you get yourself comfortable, able to watch you from behind. He cups your face leaning in to kiss your lips, soft and tender but full of promise, leaving you with a little kitten lick across them before leaning back. His eyebrow cocked in suggestion as he glances to his crotch, before meeting your eyes again. No more instructions were necessary.

You unbuckle his belt, loosen his trousers and take him in your hand. Hard, heavy and sticky at the tip. You make eye contact with him as you take him in your mouth in one go. No teasing. No prep, you go for it. Right down until your nose rests against his pelvis. Your tongue flicking across the veins as you swallow to accommodate him.

“Ah, shit. That’s it, Baby.”

He grasps your hair pulling you down onto him. The sting of the pull overwhelms with how full you feel, barely able to breathe with each stroke. Tears starting to burn at the corners of your eyes as he fucks your throat. He watches your face before paying attention to your reflection in the mirror. Your curves snaking as you take him in your throat, your mouth filling with pre-cum. Hobi pulls you off to take your lips on his, a deep tongue filled kiss that you groan into.

Hobi taps his lap which you go to straddle.

“No Baby, across them.”

You lay across his lap, your ass hanging on one side, your head and arms the other. Looking to your side you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and that’s where he meets your eyes.

“Baby, why are you still wearing these?” He suggests towards your bra and briefs.

He unclasps the bra before his hands turn your briefs into a thong, gathering the fabric between your cheeks, rubbing his hand over your flesh before pounding it with a slap. The sound ringing through the air.

“Are you not going to help me, Sweet-one?”

Your face scrunched as your body recovers. You wiggle the bra straps off your arms and throw it to the floor. Your hands reach for your briefs but before you do, your other cheek gets another slap.

“Too slow Baby. Do you not want me?”

You peel your briefs down, making sure to keep your eyes fixed on his in the mirror. He begins to smooth the burn of your glowing ass cheeks with his hands.

“There, that’s better. Colour Baby?”

“Green”

Running his fingers over your ass cheeks and thighs, you slowly separate your legs a little, feeling the cool air hit the arousal that’s already made its way over your skin.

“Oh Kitten, what have you been thinking about?” He says as he’s toying with you, fingers delicately tracing your folds.

Your eyes automatically close enjoying the electrical shivers running through your body as he finally touches you. Soft whimpers leaving your throat as he places his middle finger on your clit, rubbing small circles around and around, winding you up. You’re getting wetter by the second, each rotation of his mastery sending your body into light spasms. He leans forward to kiss your shoulders, whispering, “You like this Baby?”. Nodding in response you hope that would be enough, but obviously not. He plunges two fingers straight into you, making you cry out at the quick intrusion.

“I said, do you like this Baby?” he growls.

You’re bucking through both pleasure and pain unable to find the words as Hobi continues to stretch you with each thrust of his fingers. The cool metal of his rings touching your delicate flesh. His thumb pressed over your ass tantalisingly only adds to the pressure building quickly within you.

“YES!” you shriek as he pushes himself in just that little extra, his hand buried between your legs as he finger fucks you from behind. Twisting slightly finding the extra sensitive bundle of nerves within while his thumb continues to rub back and forth. You begin to tighten around him, your orgasm surprisingly close as your body succumbs to the pressure within.

A slap rings through the room as his other hand lands back on your ass, your cunt tightening around his fingers in shock, edging you closer. He rubs the red handprint to seduce the sting, a pleasurable feeling as he aims his hand for the other cheek slamming it down so hard that it ripples. Your back arches up in your vulnerable position laying across his lap as he asks, “Who owns this?”

Hobi’s wiggling his fingers inside you as your cunt clenches around him. It’s beginning to throb, your orgasm so close you can taste it.

“Baby… Who?” he practically shouts it.

He thrusts his fingers harder, his thumb pushing hard against your ass as he asks once more, huskily this time as you buck up. “Sweet-one, who owns this pussy?”

Your insides snap, your orgasm takes over as you mewl, “you do”.

Cumming all over his fingers, your cunt spasming around him as he groans at the feeling. Your mouth agape, breathing heavily as he rides you through. The blood has rushed to your head leaving you flushed as he withdraws, pulling you up to him.

Hobi’s manhandling you now, owning your body. His clothes still on as he gets you to straddle his lap in reverse, your legs either side of his. Holding a hand on your hip and one across your chest as you come to, facing yourself in the mirror as his legs spread to ensure you have a full view of your swollen cunt.

“Look at that,” he says lowly in your ear, nibbling in between his words as he works down your neck finding your pulse.

Your eyes land on his looking directly at you in the mirror, losing yourself in his dark orbs as his hand on your waist snakes down to spread your folds.

“Look at you all shiny and pink. Looks too good. And it’s all mine.”

He bites his lower lip as he takes you in. You’re flushed, your chest heaving and eyes rolling to every sordid word that leaves his lips. His other hand lays between your breasts as he’s whispering in your ear, before making eye contact with you once again. His middle finger taps your clit, sending shocks through your body from sensitivity making you shake your head at him.

“What do you mean no? You said this was mine,” he growls in your ear tapping your clit again but lighter as he knows how far to push this.

You shudder from the sensitive bundle of nerves as you moan, “it is yours Hobi. It’s all for you.”

“Good,” is all his says in response.

His own breathing exaggerates as you watch his actions in the mirror. Hobi clutches your cunt in his hand rubbing his palm back and forth, his hips copying the movement against your ass. His view swapping between that in the mirror to see you spread before him and looking over your shoulder down your body, now winding along with him. You lay your head on his shoulder offering your body up to him, your arms trying to reach for his firm clothed cock resting against your ass cheek. Until the soothing palm tantalising your clit slaps it instead, the sting shuddering through your body.

Your eyes immediately open to Hobi’s looking at you in the mirror. They’re not just looking, they’re boring a hole into your soul. He simply tuts and shakes his head disapprovingly at you. He clasps your hands placing them on your chest.

“Don’t make me restrain you, Kitten.” His own hands moving back to their original positions, beginning to palm you again and holding you tight against his chest. “Do that again and I’ll stop.”

He continues to wind and grind against you once more, his palm following the way he moves, your folds covering his hand in slick with every back and forth motion. You begin to copy the way he moves against you, figuring if you can’t touch him that you’d give him a show instead. Massaging your breasts and rolling your nipples between your fingers. Enjoying it yourself, you sigh into it your head lolling on his shoulder as you feel his hot breath across your skin while he’s watching you. His palm swapping to his fingers, dipping in and out of you with every flick of his hips.

Your insides are quickly tightening, he’s bringing on your second orgasm and he’s not even undressed yet but if this is what he wants, you’re going to give it to him. Your hips grinding along with his, fucking yourself onto his fingers and playing with your breasts. You can feel his exaggerated breathing increasing, whispered curses leaving his lips as he can see you’re getting into this. Your core so tight it’s about to burst, so you open your eyes to him, staring intently into his through the mirror. Without a single second skipped, he’s latching onto your neck marking your skin, his eyes still locked on yours as you feel his lips envelop your skin sending a spark through your body. Your cunt clenching around his fingers once more, the friction on your clit sending you into orgasm. Your body twitching with delight as you cum so hard you soak his fingers and drip to the floor.

“Fuck Baby. Shit.”

Your head and body hangs limp in his arms, a smile spread across your face as your high fades. His eyes wide with what he’s just seen but lust is glazing in seconds. Hobi stands from the bed, lifting you.

“Get on the bed Sweet-One.”

He’s not even asking nicely now. The need so intent on his tongue that he will just manhandle you into position if he has to, and you’d let him of course.

Hobi walks around to the other side of the bed, throwing his shirt and trousers off before mounting the bed behind you. Cock in hand and pumping, waiting for you to get into position.

“All fours,” is all he has to say.

You weakly manoeuvre yourself, still recovering from your high. Knees either side of his as he’s swiping your folds with his tip, your pussy glistening, your cum covering your thighs.

“Fuck, you’re drenched Baby.”

You groan at his observation, knowing it was him to put you through this so far and you’re eager to finally feel his stretch.

He grasps your chin as he leans forward, pressing contradictory gentle kisses on your skin as his tip teasingly lines up with your entrance. He locks eyes with your reflection as he whispers low and direct into your ear, “Watch”.

Tantalisingly sliding into you inch by inch, enveloping him in your warmth until he reaches the hilt. So deep within you that it burns, a pleasant burn from stretch but you can’t wait to feel more. Hobi stills a minute, balls deep within you as he leans back. His hands caressing your skin following every curve sensuously slow, appreciating your body like it’s art. Nimble fingers tracing your skin in a ticklish pleasure, down your spine feeling every notch until he reaches your hips. His grip so tight you know there’ll be fingertip-sized bruises there tomorrow, but you’re glad for the grip as he starts drilling into you with such force you’re sure you’ll fall off the bed.

You lose control. Head falling forward with every thrust and hair covering your face. With every pull back you feel your walls contracting around him, teasingly leaving you with just the tip before ramming himself all the way along every tasty nerve. Your mouth open wide and dry, desperately seeking air while your tongue tries to moisten your lips.

Hobi can no longer see your face in the mirror, so he wraps your hair around his wrist pulling your head back. He’s making sure you see everything before you by using your hair as a leash. Your eyes find you. Your face is flush, shorter hair in strands in front of your eyes, your mouth gasping with every thrust. You’re completely fucked out but not finished yet. Panting through, desperately trying to regulate your breathing and neck strained with the angle. The burning in your core igniting with every press against that bundle of nerves within.

Your eyes meet his in the mirror and he’s so focussed on you but he has to look down. He’s watching where you’re joined together. Watching his cock slide in and out of you, covering him in your glistening, mutual juices with every movement. His lean muscles tensing with every thrust as he grips your hips tighter, slapping his hips against your ass. You groan with the full force you’re being submitted to.

You close your eyes, the gaze too intense in the mirror as you focus on the fire within. Listening to every wet slap from your pussy being pounded by his cock. But Hobi doesn’t like this. He tugs on your hair tighter, making you face yourself once more. You wince and whimper through the sting.

“You will watch,” he says sternly, keeping a tight rein on your hair as he continues pounding deep into you.

His eyes are fixed on yours for no more than a few seconds before he’s leaning forward and releasing your hair. His hand wrapping around your throat lightly while the other snakes between your legs searching for your clit. The swollen bundle of nerves sparkling with excitement with every rotation of his finger. The buzz from every thrust of him into you pushing you closer and closer to the edge. The lurid wet sounds from your arousal slapping against his thighs turning you on even more. Your inevitable throb begins once more and Hobi can feel it.

“That’s it, Baby. You like that huh?” his grip around your throat tightening as you maintain eye contact with him, your eyes becoming heavy-lidded as the oxygen in your lungs constricts for a few seconds before he’s releasing. He lets you catch your breath before repeating the gentle squeeze over and over, feeling you begin to throb within. A smirk spreading across his face as he feels you close.

“Yes, Kitten. Go on. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock,” you groan out from his words but you’re cut off as his grasp around your throat tightens once more. Your orgasm beginning to wash over you. He doesn’t release you, he holds you tight, still thrusting, still rotating your clit and his ringed fingers leaving faint red marks around your neck as he releases so you can catch your breath.

“Do it, Baby. Cum for me. I’ll fill you so good. You know why,”... he leans forward maintaining his dominating glare, licking the shell of your ear as he whispers lowly, “because this cunt is mine.”

Your orgasm explodes through your veins, washing over you making your muscles twitch. Your mouth unable to speak as he tightens his grip one last time while you milk his cock. He continues to fuck you making sure you’re fully clenching around his cock as he releases, filling you to the brim. Hobi’s pulling you up to him as he releases grip. Your back against his chest so he can cover your neck and shoulder in kisses as you come down from your high. His hands resting across your body pulling you tight. As he softens he doesn’t move. He just holds you still, watching you in the mirror.

“Look,” he whispers as he withdraws leaving you gaping and spread in front of the mirror, still with him behind you. Chests heaving from exhaustion as you watch his cum ooze down your thighs threatening to hit the clean hotel sheets. His fingers reach for it, attempting to push it back in but instead inserting his fingers in your mouth. Sucking his fingers clean while your glazed eyes remain dark and fixed on his in the mirror. You’re exhausted but a slight smirk spreads across your face and an embarrassed chuckle leaves your lips.

Hobi’s mischievous demeanour begins to show, cocking an eyebrow at you playfully as he growls, “Do you want more Kitten?”