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indecisive-gm · 12 hours ago

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Well, I need to get myself to do some kind of writing. This one'll be in English, the next one in German

Deutsche Übersetzung: Nun, ich muss dazu bringen, ein bisschen zu schreiben. Dieses wird auf Englisch, das Nächste wird auf Deutsch.

Jamie woke up and looked around. The room was dark enough that she couldn't see anything. Her legs were asleep, but she could feel the cold metal of the chair on her arms and the rope tied around her wrists. What had happened? The last thing Jamie could remember, she had been on her way home from a trip to the store. Someone must have snuck up on her and abducted her. Maybe Ryla's advice about walking with other people at night in the city wasn't such a bad idea.

The lights turned on, blinding Jamie for a moment as her eyes adjusted. When she could see again, she recognized the face of the person coming in from the door.

"Roger!" she sighed. "It's you! How did you find me?"

Roger didn't speak. Not too unusual for him. He was polite--even pretty friendly once you got to know him--but he was quieter and often focused on getting to business. He immediately walked around behind Jamie's chair and started fiddling with the rope.

"Sooo, which one of them sent you to come get me?" Jamie jested. Roger glared in response. "Oh, I know you care. I was just messing with you!"

The knot in the rope tightened, and Roger took a step back. This wasn't right. Jamie knew Roger could tie and untie knots; he'd helped her tie her bike with a chain when she forgot the lock for it. It wasn't likely a joke either. Roger never had much of a sense of humor.

That's when another figure entered the room. Jamie didn't know him, and he didn't look friendly. He was followed by two other men, each with a gun visibly holstered. The man looked at Jamie and grinned. "You still got it in ya after all, Tim."

Roger grumbled, "Yes. did you think I didn't?"

"We had to be sure," the man in the suite responded. "What, with this running off and taking on a new name. We needed to be sure you were still part of the family." He stepped forward and put a hand of Roger's cheek. "We are, aren't we?"

Roger met eyes with Jamie. What was he going to do? Jamie had thought he was a nice person--even a good friend--up until now. When Ash's phone got a virus, it was Roger who fixed it and recovered the files. When Jackson fell down the stairs and broke her leg, it was Roger who had made a splint on the spot and instructed everyone on what to do to help her. When boys from one of the fraternities made lewd comments at Ryla, it was Roger who scared them off before things escalated. And when Jamie first came to the city, it was Roger who helped her get settled in in the group's shared apartment. After all this, was this really who he was?

Roger looked back to the man in the suit. "Of course."

The man chuckled and slapped Roger on the back. "Good to hear, my boy. I knew you were a smart one. Let's clean up here and go back home."

The men started to leave, and Roger followed. As the door was closing, Jamie heard the man speak again. "Timmy, you know better than to leave loose ends like this." The door shut, and Jamie couldn't clearly hear the rest of the conversation.

BANG! Gunshots erupted from the other side of the door. Jamie was too scared to scream. Silence followed, and blood pooled under the door.

After a minute or so, the door started to open again. Jamie closed her eyes and prepared herself for it to be over. Maybe Roger had held true for a final standoff, but that was over. And now her life would be over too.

She felt something tug at the rope on her wrists. "They shot my right arm. I'll need you to listen to my instructions to help get this rope off of you." It was Roger's voice!

"Roger! You're-"

"Alive, yes. Let's... not speak of this, ok?"

"But..." Jamie took a moment to think about what had happened. Roger's association with the mob would explain some of his skills, but it opened more questions. Where to even start?

Roger answered, "Ash and Jackson would just be scared if they found out, and Ryla has enough on her plate already. Besides," he gestured to the dead bodies just outside the door. "These guys won't be waking up any time soon, and the rest of the gang will be too shaken by the incident to come after me. There, now pull your left hand out."

Shaking the slight numbness from her left hand from where the ropes had decreased circulation, Jamie shook her head. "Fine, I'll try not to let them know." Looking over at the dead gunmen, Jamie said to Roger, "You're sure we shouldn't at least call the police?"

"And get myself arrested too? I'd rather not. Pull on that loop now. No, the other one."

The rope around Jamie's right hand fell loose to the ground, and she stood up. And immediately fell over. "Ow!"

"Yeah, careful. You've been sitting down for a while, and you took a pretty bad scrape when I knocked you out before."

Waiting a moment as she rubbed her legs and felt the prickle of feeling returning to them, Jamie thought about the situation. "Why wait until now?"

"What?"

"Why wait until now to kill those guys if you knew it was going to happen anyway? You didn't need to kidnap me like that!"

"I... wasn't sure what to do." Roger looked down in shame. "I thought I was free, so I was caught by surprise when they found me. I followed their orders up until now, hoping to avoid the worst." He looked up at Jamie. "But I'm not willing to do the worst to avoid the worst. I want to help people, and I want to be a good friend." They both stood in silence for a moment. "I'm sorry for what happened. It won't happen again."

Jamie looked around the room one last time. With the light and not having to fear for her life about the people in front of her, she could actually get a good look at everything, not that there was much to see. It was a small cellar room, almost like a closet. Just outside the door, she could see a water heater and a washer and drier. Fortunately, this wouldn't be the last room she would see. Roger almost killed her here, but things could have ended worse. Looking back at Roger, no longer entirely sure what to think of him, she offered, "Well, I guess we can go home now?"

"Ah, not just yet." He gestured to his right arm which had been shot and to the blood all over his jacket and pants. He walked past Jamie to the drying machine and took out a clean pair of pants. "If I could borrow that closet for a second."

Jamie waited a moment in the laundry room while Roger changed pants in the cellar closet. This wasn't what she had expected, but how much could she really blame Roger? He was in a bad situation and did what he could. He had been one of the kindest and most helpful people she had known up to now. Was she ready to throw that away?

Roger came out of the cellar closet in a fresh pair of pants and without his jacket. "I found this old gym bag in the corner of the room. It looks like it hasn't been used in a while, so I don't think the owner will miss it too much. It'll help hide the bloody clothes." With a t-shirt and fresh sweat pants, he looked more like himself--though the slightly bloody torn cloth wrapped around his arm was new.

No, Roger had helped everyone else when they needed it, Jamie wouldn't be giving up on her friend now. Roger had clearly been through a lot. He had definitely hurt people, but he was trying so hard to do better, and had become a reliable figure to look up to for others. This was a horrible day, but Roger had done what he could in the end, and Jamie couldn't fault him for that.

"Let's get you to a hospital for your arm."

"No," Roger replied. "I've dealt with this before. I'll survive."

"You've helped us, it's time I do something to return the favor. We can stop at home first to drop off your jacket and pants."

Today you just found out your roommate with strange hobbies, like knowing how to pick a lock, knows how every puzzle and cipher by heart, or how to commit tax fraud, and so many other things, wasn't a guy with ADHD, he was an ex-assassin and now you have a gun pointed at your face

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amomentsescape · 2 days ago

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Slashers handling ovulating s/o?? 😚

Btw I love your work so much! You’re amazing

Slashers with Ovulating! Reader

Slashers x Reader (Separate)

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo

Warnings: MDNI, suggestive and mature content (It gets pretty steamy but nothing too crazy)

A/N: Definitely the most NSFW fic I've posted on this page. As a reminder, I don't write smut so this will probably be as steamy as I get for my posts. But this was a fun request, and I enjoyed writing for it! Thank you, Anon!

Freddy Krueger

Your dreams give you away

(Yes, he'll watch your dreams if he's not already controlling them; there's no privacy with this man)

And he's very interested in these dreams you've been having recently

It only takes a couple for Freddy to quickly snap

You'll go to sleep one night only to find yourself immediately in Freddy's domain

The setting and environment feeling very familiar somehow

You won't see him at first, but you'll definitely feel him around you, his voice echoing around the dreamscape

"Wanna make those dreams come true, baby?" he cackles throughout the darkness

Before you'll be able to respond, you'll feel his hand slide over your waist

The question was mostly out of politeness

He's not going to let you say no now that he has you (not that you were going to anyways)

Michael Myers

He picks up on everything in an instant

Your smell, your actions, your voice- literally everything is screaming at him

Now, Michael has a lot of self-discipline

He could just go about the day like usual and not need to indulge in anything

But he wants to

Don't mistaken this for "giving in"

It's just another way for him to put himself in control

You're just so desperate for him that he can just about get away with anything he wants

A simple touch has you weak in the knees, a slap on the ass has you arching your back

He could just absolutely ruin you these next few days

And he is very much planning on doing so

Jason Voorhees

Jason is fairly innocent when it comes to this sort of topic with you

But unlike Bubba, he does pick up on your teasing after a bit, he's just too flustered to do anything back

He loves the attention, but the way you're making him feel is causing him to freeze up and blush wildly under his mask

He knows you love him, but he can't understand how someone like you could possibly desire someone like him

He can't even hold eye contact with you when you're looking at him like that

When you've finally grown too impatient, you'll hop on his lap and grab his cheek, forcing him to look at you

He'll give you a big sigh and concerned eyes, silently asking if you're sure

"Jason. I want you. I want you and only you."

Those words must have been laced with magic, because a switch flips, and he's suddenly standing up, holding you bridal style

He'll toss you onto the bed and crawl on top, suddenly more confident than earlier

Looks like all he needs is a little bit of reassurance during this time of the month

Thomas Hewitt

It might just be the primal side of him, but he can literally smell it

Your pheromones during this time of month are always consistent to the point that he anticipates this weeks in advance

He lingers around you more often than normal (which isn't saying much since he stays near you 99% of the time anyways)

He's just waiting for the moment that you'll let him take a bite

And if you bump into him just slightly, his breath hitches and he'll freeze, hoping maybe you'll turn that bump into something more

Stands a little too close to you so he can breathe in your scent

But he's also hoping it'll increase the chance of you rubbing up against him on "accident"

This only makes things worse for the both of you until you two are finally alone together

All you have to do is give him that look, and he's throwing you over his shoulder, locking you two away for the night

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba is a very innocent man

He didn't even really know what the concept of "sex" was before you

So unfortunately for you, pulling out all stops will quite literally do nothing

You could stand there completely bare in front of him, and he'll sweetly think you want to shower

That's not to say you're constant touches and flirting don't do anything for him

They do, he just doesn't understand what that feeling is yet

When you finally get to be alone with him, you'll gently let your hands wander, watching carefully at his reactions

Once you hit a sensitive spot, you'll know

His breath will hitch and he'll give you this soft, pleading look

And once you kiss him, that fire inside him will quickly engulf his body

You just have to give him a sweet questioning glance, and he'll be feverishly nodding his head, grabbing at your wrists to continue

Brahms Heelshire

To be honest, whether or not your ovulating doesn't really change how Brahms acts around you day to day

Because he is always down bad for you

But he does appreciate how quickly you seem to return his advances during this time of the month

He enjoys turning it into some sort of game when he can too

You'll feel his breath on your neck, only to be met with an empty room

You'll feel his gaze on you all throughout the house without a single sight of his whereabouts

When you finally have had enough, you'll break

Turning on the shower peaks his interest

And the moment he sees that first button of your top open, he's revealing himself from the walls

You've been working so hard for him today

He thinks it's time for you to finally relax

Norman Bates

Norman knows before you do

The sweet man tracks your cycles for you, always wanting to be prepared to care for you in the way you need

But this time of month isn't one where he feels too bold

He becomes even more shy somehow, having trouble holding eye contact

Every kiss or hug from you sets him aflame, and he turns into a blushing mess

It's honestly like he's the one who's ovulating

And all you have to do is hold him for just a little bit too long and whisper in his ear to make him break

He'll quite literally fall to his knees in front of you, waiting for anything

He'll do whatever it is you ask

Like I said, he wants to care for you in any way you need

Billy Loomis

He tries to be smug about everything

You're more affectionate than normal, even doing some PDA that he's not used to from you

He just acts like his usual self out in public

But the moment you two are alone, he confronts you

He'll pin you against the door, his free hand wandering across your skin while he looks at you with dark eyes

"You think I can't see what you're doing? It's not very nice of you to be such a tease."

His voice is barely above a whisper while his grip on you tightens

His wandering hand finds the most sensitive spot on you and squeezes, causing you to let out a whimper

He smiles in return

"You're going to have to do better than that to make it up to me," he whispers, leaning in gently

Stu Macher

Look at this guy

He literally can't keep his tongue in his mouth (sorry, bad joke)

He can tell something is up though

You're more cuddly than usual, practically sitting on his lap at all points during the day

And Stu does not mind one bit, but he isn't sure what's gotten into you

You're hoping he'll take the hint, but he's as oblivious as he is happy

It's only when you straddle his lap and kiss him deeply that he understands what's going on

His hands are on you in an instant

He'll happily oblige to your "demands"

Just be careful when and where you decide to break though

Because the moment you open that door, Stu will be having you in that instant

And if he has to pull you into a broom closet in public to do so...

He will

Vincent Sinclair

Despite barely seeing the light of day most of his life, he's fairly knowledgeable about everything

But unlike his brother, he doesn't really get driven up the wall by this time of the month

He just wants you to be happy, so if being flirted with and touched every two seconds is what you want, he'll happily go along with it

Even though his face feels like it's going to burn off again every time

He won't initiate anything, but he also won't say no to anything you do

Just guide his hands and tell him what you need, and he'll be helping you out instantly

He doesn't even expect anything in return

But when you smile at him just like that, his brain might short circuit

He'll be your slave if you ask nicely

Bo Sinclair

Bo is, well, Bo

He sometimes acts like he can't tell or that he's too "deep" into his work at the moment to be bothered

But he knows

And he loves the feeling of being needed and desired

You'll come up to him, hugging him for a bit too long, your hands lingering on his chest and torso

He likes to play coy

He wants to see you break first

He'll happily make it worse for you too

Hands on your waist, a gentle caress of your neck, that piercing gaze of his

He can see your face flush and body practically tremble at his actions

But he won't do anything about it

It won't be until the end of the day when he finally comes back home to find you already waiting at the door

You about have to throw yourself onto him before that smile finally breaks out onto his face

"So impatient, aren't we darlin'? Gonna show me just how badly you need me?"

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madamechrissy · 3 days ago

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Gojo can't stop thinking about fucking Geto's girl

MDNI- Explicit Yandere Gojo jerks off thinking about you, Geto's girlfriend, yandere Suguru decides he'll share you once.

Warnings: -yandere Geto and Gojo, oral sex -f receiving, p in v sex, anal sex( f recieving) threesome, double penetration, breed kink, cumming, dollification, dumbification, lowkey misogyny, highkey yandere lol

Part One ♡ Part Two ♡ Part Three ♡ Part Four ♡ Part Five

Part Six

"Just getting started with you." Suguru's voice is a gruff whisper in your ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine, as they sink into your holes.

The feeling of being fucked by their huge cocks, as you're held by their strong arms is insanity, you can't even describe the pleasure and pain, Suguru stretching your little ass as Satoru's sinking so deep in your pussy. Satoru's rhythm is relentless, hands digging into your hips, blue eyes devouring you, while Suguru starts to thrust into your ass further, their movements constantly in sync, both stealing kisses from you, leaving you breathless.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the room starts to spin you're so drunk off them, their cocks hitting all the right spots, Suguru takes it easy and shallow, while Satoru's cock is stuffed in your pussy so deep, you're so full it seems unreal. You're gasping out, broken moans and cries mixing with their guttural groans and heavy breaths. "Ngh! I... it's too much I..."

"You can take it, Princess. You're so good for us." Suguru whispers, and you nod then, captured by the violet gaze, dilated and hungry as he sinks deeper, stretching you so much. Your moans muffled by Satoru's mouth, his tongue delving into your mouth, messy and hungry.

Satoru's hands are everywhere, feeling your body inch by inch, gripping your tits and squishing them, pinching your sensitive nipples between them, as Suguru is slipping his hand down your tummy, his thumb brushing over your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your body, you're soaking his hand now, tightening around both of their cocks, Satoru pulls away, exhaling as he stares into your eyes.

"You're being the perfect toy for us, baby." Satoru huffs, urging you on, your head falls back against Suguru's chest, his grip on your hips tightens, his thrusts becoming more forceful, pushing you further onto Satoru's cock.

"So good, Princess. So tight, f-fuck." Suguru's groaning, turning your chin to kiss him, his tongue ring clicking against your teeth, you tremble as they move you like their doll, like their toy, you feel like you're falling apart between them.

The sounds of skin slapping against skin and the wet sounds of their cocks sliding in and out of your body fill the room, your juices flowing all over Satoru's cock, as Suguru's precum drips in your other hole, and they keep kissing you back and forth, pushing and pulling until you're nothing, you are just something for them to use.

"Fucked her dumb, Sugu, look at her." Satoru whispers, Suguru laughs softly, broken in the middle, hands on your ass, lifting you and sinking in impossibly deeper.

"Ah-ah! Mmm!"

"She can't even speak, so cute." Satoru's smirking, and you can't manage a glare, not when he's bending low and they both sink their cocks in fully, you're cumming so hard you can't think, shattering as they exhale, gripping you.

"You feel so good, Princess, you're made for this aren't you?" Suguru murmurs, you shake your head, and they laugh again.

"Stalkers." You grumble.

"Oooh, she can still talk? Think we should fix it."

They shove in hard now, and you're cumming all over Satoru's cock, your ass milking Suguru's so good his nails press into your skin. You try to keep some semblance of control, but it's a lost cause, your body is theirs to do with as they please, and you can't help but love the feeling of being so utterly consumed by the both of them. Satoru's teeth sink into one side of your neck now, sharp and rough, as Suguru bites the other side, just a little gentler. You're completely blinded by them, by Satoru's soft white hair against your cheek, and Suguru's long silken locks across your shoulders.

You wrap your arms around Satoru's neck, your nails digging into his skin right back, screaming out hoarsely as you try to keep some balance.. "Please..."

"Tapping out, Princess?"

"That won't do." They both chuckle darkly, their eyes meeting over your head. "Lemme fill her with cum, Sugu."

"Ask her what she wants. Do you want us to fill your holes?"

"Breed you?" Satoru murmurs, shoving deep again, tip bruising your cervix, you struggle to try to come to, lashes fluttering.

"Breed me?" You ask softly, Suguru sighs.

"Wouldn't know whose baby it was."

"Could be both of ours."

"F-fuck you both." They laugh again, and you're stretched beyond your limits, weakly grasping at them to try to keep tethered. "But... cum in me, please. Fill me." Your eyes hit Satoru's, seeing his hunger, then you look back at Suguru, they're both covered in slick sweat as are you, naked bodies smoothly running against each other as they press you even closer.

"Gonna fill your perfect pussy up so good." Satoru murmurs now, and you feel him thickening, he kisses you, but Suguru grasps your chin, turning you to him. "Lemme kiss her."

"She's still my girlfriend." Suguru devours your mouth, you feel him pulsing in your ass now, the sensation so new, you scream out at it, spurring you to tighten around Satoru's cock, and he's groaning at it, snatching your face back up. "F-fuck... clenching around me s'good..."

"F-fuck... baby... gonna fill you up so full." Satoru's whimpering, stuttering, as he feels your tight cunt gripping him like a vise, and he's pumping you full of so much cum. They're both moaning and gripping you, filling you so full with white hot ropes of their cum, you're a sticky, drippy mess as you cum all over them.

Your cum is leaking down Satoru's veiny cock, Suguru's thickness is coated in his own cum as they're stuffing it deeper in you. They don't stop like you think they would, they're pushing their cum in and out of your holes, you're dripping it down it white sticky messes, hips bucking, so sore as they use you. Now they finally ease out of you, holding your trembling body as they easy you down, kissing every inch of you with both their mouths.

"Broke all your rules, Sugu. Except hand holding." Satoru says with a white flash of a grin, and Suguru rolls his eyes, hands slipping down your back in soothing circles.

"Are you all right, Princess?" He asks softly, you manage a weak nod, earning a kiss on the head from both of them.

"That was... well... fuck." They laugh now, and soon you find yourself in the shower, as they both clean every bit of you thoroughly. Soon Satoru's back on his knees, tongue lapping every last bit of his cum that's inside you, and Suguru's joining him, two sets of pretty eyes looking up as you weakly lean against the shower wall.

"Tell him I'm your boyfriend too." Satoru murmurs, and you shake your head with a little laugh, stroking their cheeks as they take turns licking your aching pussy.

"Can I have two boyfriends?" You ask Suguru, he scowls at Satoru, earning a scowl back.

"I'll be her main boyfriend."

"No, me!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Oh god..." They're fighting over your pussy, these questionable stalkers, but you can't worry too much when their fingers are back inside of you, and the hot spray of the shower pounds on your sensitive skin. You're too fucked out to care.

Satoru smirks later as he holds you in his arms, you're snuggled up to Suguru's chest, but he's holding your perfect form, from behind as you sleep, caressing your skin delicately, thinking of how he can't wait to get you pregnant first. Surely, he will win.

The endddd

This was just silly ass yandere shit, enjoy your hot psycho stalker boyfriends lol!! Disclaimer- Yandere behavior isn't cool IRL, just in fiction with Gojo and Geto <3

Tag lists seem to not work so I'm tagging in the comments!

#satosugu x you #satosugu x reader #gojo smut #geto smut #gojo x reader #jjk smut #satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jujustu kaisen #geto x reader #gojo x geto x reader #yandere gojo satoru #yandere gojo #yandere jjk

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seungfl0wer · 16 hours ago

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*𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨*

Pairing: Bangchan, Felix, Hyunjin x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Chubby!Reader, Foursome, Oral(Both), Multiple:Orgams,Cream-Pies, Rounds, Slight Choking, Praise, Breeding, Slight degrading, Double P, Unprotected sex, Tit play. Sorry for any mistakes or Missing tags

A/N: This is a special fic for my bestie whose birthday is today! I hope I did your scenario justice! I also hope you have a great birthday🖤 @gnabnahcsworld

-🖤

Collage wasn’t so bad, especially when you had 3 fun roommates. They were always doing some dumb stuff that always had you laughing. It was never a dull moment at your place. You’ve all lived together for a bit over a year now so you’ve all become very comfortable with one another.

You were heading to a friend birthday party today. You normally never go to parties, just like being a home body who can walk around in sweats. Today though you ditched your baggy clothes for a skin tight dress. It showed off all your beautiful curves. It really flattered your curvy figure. You got your make up done with about an hour to space. You sighed with relief realizing you still had some time left to relax before being put in a room full of people.

When you made your way out of your room the boys were all sitting on the couch playing some game. You walked over to where you kept your shoes searching for a pair to match your dress. Felix turned his head to say something however his words got stuck in his throat. He slapped the other two pointing towards you. The other men almost doing a double take jaws dropping.

“Where you going?” Chan asked.

“Friend’s birthday party” you said still rummaging through the closet.

When you stood up turning to them you finally noticed their gaze. Mouth still gaping at the sight of you. “What? Does it look that bad?” You asked.

They quickly shook their heads “no- you look” Felix started to say before hyunjin piped in “really hot” Hyunjin said.

You felt a blush creep up on your face “thanks” you said. You made your way back to your room to do some final touches. The boys looked at one another before jumping off the couch. Chan pulled the others back racing to get to your room first. They bursted through your door scaring the shit out of you. “What the fuck guys?” You said laughing a bit.

“Don’t go to the party” Hyunjin said.

“Yeah stay home with us” Felix said.

“What?” You confused.

Chan made his way to you with no warning or hesitation he cupped your face before kissing you. His plump lips moving against yours. You didn’t pull away but you were so confused. “Chan that’s not fair!” Felix said.

Chan pulled away with a soft chuckle you looked up at him still super confused. “Y/n you look way too beautiful to going anywhere” he said with a smile. He kissed you once more his strong arms wrapping around you pulling you up to lay your body down on the bed. He kissed you deeply his tongue swiping at your lips asking for permission. You excepted your tongues tangling in one another’s.

You felt the bed dip on both sides the other two men now on the bed with you. “You ok with this angel?” Felix asked. When you nodded it was like everything that was holding them back went away. Chan moved so he wasn’t on top of you anymore only for Hyunjin to make his way between your legs. “I bet I can make her cum faster than any of you guys” he said with a smirk. He lifted up your dress pulling down your panties.

They all groaned seeing your pretty fat cunt already soaking wet. Hyunjin licked his lips gripping your thick thighs, squeezing the plush skin. He spread your legs wide before kissing up your thighs. He bit at the skin making his way to your core. He gave one small kitten lick up your folds before diving head first into you. His tongue darted against your clit making you moan into Chans kiss.

Felix pulled down the front of your dress letting your breast flood out. He quickly gripped them licking over the sensitive nubs. Chan pulled away with a smirk he moved your hair away from your face “such a pretty girl hmm?” He praised. He moved off the bed freeing himself off his clothes before coming back to you. He stroked his cock before tapping it to your lips “wanna be a good girl for me? Open your mouth” he said.

Now you’d be lying if you didn’t find them all super attractive. However you never thought you’d be in this situation but you weren’t complaining. You happily opened your mouth letting him push his head into your mouth. He let out a low groan feeling the warmth of your mouth around him. Hyunjin pushed his fingers into your dripping cunt making you moan around Chans length.

Felix on your side was now fully naked as well. He stayed playing with your delicious breasts pumping his cock to the sweet sounds you were making. “Y/n how do you feel so soft” Felix said running his hands over your squishy tummy.

“Right her thighs are like little pillows” Hyunjin said.

Felix let his hand wonder down your belly down lower to find your clit. He played with it as hyunjin fucked you with his fingers, his tongue lapping at your folds. Chan couldn’t help himself as he fucked back your throat ever so softly. Hand coming down to run through your hair.

“I can’t take it anymore I need to be inside you” Hyunjin groaned before standing up. The loss of his fingers made you whine only to be replaced by Felix’s. Hyunjin quickly took his clothes off pushing Felix’s hand away before pushing into you slowly. Felix went back to rubbing your clit as Hyunjin thrusted into you. Chan groaned feeling himself getting close to his orgasm. He quickly pulled out of your mouth with a pop.

“Want” you groaned out.

“What do you want beautiful?” Felix said.

“Both” you said almost shyly.

“You want two of us to fuck you?” Felix said with a chuckle.

When you nodded a grin formed across his face he maneuvered himself to be under you. His cock rubbing against your ass now. “You sure about this?” He asked.

“V-very” you said.

Felix pushed himself into you, his and Hyunjin’s cock hitting far back into your cervix. “Can’t believe such a sweet girl wants to be fucked so dirty” Chan said.

“Yeah, y/n you’re a little freak. It’s really hot” Hyunjin said.

They moved their hips in sync Hyunjin’s hand coming down to play with your clit. Felix’s hands coming around to play with your tits that were now covered in purple marks. You were moaning so loudly surely the neighbors would hear. Hell the whole town could probably hear. The others weren’t being any quieter.

Hyunjin’s hips pulled away before snapping back into you with a loud moan from him “shit shit I’m close” he said his head falling back.

“You cum first you lose” Chan said with a laugh.

“Fuck- can’t help it. To good fuck she’s too good” hyunjin moaned out. “Where do you want me to-“ he started to say before you cut him off.

“Inside” you said softly.

His eyes went wide staring down at you “want me to fill you full? God y/n you into breeding too? What a little slut” Hyunjin groaned out. His pace was becoming slopping his cock hitting your cervix hard. Felix’s cock was right behind him hitting all your sensitive spots. Your legs started to tremble cunt tightening around them both. “Cu-cuming!” Hyunjin almost screamed before painting your walls white. The warmth from his cum, their movements and hyunjin’s fingers against your clit had you seeing stars. You came and you came hard.

Your cunt was sucking them in milking him for all he had. The sensation had Felix almost in tears “no no I’m so close” he whined. When hyunjin pulled out Felix cock slipped even deeper into you. He wrapped his arms around you sinking his little fangs into your shoulder. “I’m- I’m gonna cum!” He screamed his body trembling under you before he was cumming.

Your cunt was already so full, two large loads spilling from you. When Chan finally made his way to you he pushed his dick up and down you “don’t wanna lose all this do we” he said with a grin. He pushed both loads back into you. Felix cried out his cock so sensitive at this point. “Chan you ass let me move” he cried.

Chan only chuckled as he kept moving his hands slinked their way up to your throat gripping around it. “Such a dirty little girl hmm? But you’ve been so good for us I can’t be mad.” He said. His grip around your neck tightened a bit at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. “Gonna cum again pretty? Cum for me, be a good girl and cum all over my cock.” He said his hips moving faster.

Your body shook at the feeling of another intense orgasm. Feeling tears pricking at your eyes a staggered moan left your lips as you came once more. Your walls tightened even more around them Felix’s hands digging into you. “Shit fuck fuck I’m cumming again fuck!” Felix rambled out cumming once more.

“Damn lix how-“ hyunjin asked with a soft chuckle.

Felix’s body went almost limp trying to move himself from under you. It was only Chan left inside you now. He let go of your throat leaning his body against you. “You got all 3 of us pumping loads into you. You’re bound to get pregnant” he said with a chuckle. “I can only imagine you with an even cuter belly- fuck” he groaned.

“Chans definitely got a breeding kink” Hyunjin said.

Felix nodded “definitely” he said his voice almost a whisper.

“Only one I wanna breed is this beautiful girl” he said with a smile. He cupped your face once more kissing you sloppily.

His cock was ruthless his balls slapped against you as he fucked into you. “Gonna cum again pretty? You can give me another one yeah? My good girl can do that right?” He said his words like honey. Hyunjin made his way to your side playing with your clit as Chan fucked deep into you.

“Ah- ah- to much-“ you whined out.

“One more pretty and then we can take a break.” Chan said softly.

Your legs wrapped around him pulling him even deeper. His cock hitting your cervix ever so perfectly. He moved his body back grabbing your thick thighs spreading them even more. “Cum for my y/n cum on my cock” he growled.

Your body once more started to tremble. You felt like you were going to explode with pleasure. “Cumming!” You mumbled out.

That’s all Chan needed he was holding back so you could cum together. With a few more thrusts he was cumming deep inside you. “Yeah- fuck- gonna breed you so fucking well” he moaned out. When he pulled out he watched as all the cum dripped from you. There was so much of it too.

True to his word after you took a break Felix had already grabbed a towel to clean you up with. Hyunjin ran and got some drinks before you all made a cuddle pile on your bed. Hyunjin and Chan on both your sides with Felix laying between your legs head on your stomach.

“So y/n if you’d have to say who was the best who would it be?” Chan said.

“Me, it was me” Hyunjin said.

“I don’t know, I think I need some more examples” you said with a laugh.

“Right- we’ll get ready soon for that” Chan said with a smirk.

“Just for the record, I bet I can eat you out way better than Hyunjin did” Felix said.

You never made it to your friend’s party. The night was filled with fucking, cuddle pile and to end the night off Chan ordered food for everyone. It was great having 3 attractive roommates, it was even greater the way the fucked you.

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minnies-puppydoll · 2 days ago

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{ Kinkmas Day 1: }

❄️ .*•snow bitten•*. ❄️

pairing: bangchan x reader

summary: you beg chan to play in the snow with you, but who knew it would be that cold? but don’t worry, he’ll always be there to warm up his favorite little girl.

warnings: daddy kink, caretaker roles, praise, comfort, manhandling, degradation, pussy eating, size kink/mentions of being smaller than chan, slapping, nipple play, let me know if i missed any!!

the snow fell peacefully on your face as you watched the white, foggy sky. days like these with chan are always the best.

you thoroughly insisted on coming outside to play in the snow, despite chan telling you its too cold and to wait for the thermal coats he bought to come in the mail. but, he knows his girl, always so impatient.

so you throw on a sweater and a thin jacket, obviously not enough to be let outside by chan, so you slowly open the cold doorknob and let your boots hit the snow.

you step around slowly, taking in how the ice cascades along the ground, covering all the the plush, green grass that once was. you scoop some up with your hands, the little crystals bite at your hands warmth, you forgot mittens.

despite your impatient disobedience, chan was an amazing caretaker to you. it’s like he knows everything about you. your fears, insecurities, and doubts, they’re all his now. always have been. chan enjoys having someone to take care of, he loves feeling needed, you both were made for eachother it seems.

you and chan have been dating for half a year now, yet sex was still a fresh topic. sure, you wanted to many times, but chan wants you to wait. you thought it was because he didn’t want you, but he quickly made sure to correct that.

“no no, sweet girl. of course i want you, but i want you to learn to feel safe and secure without feeling like you need to have sex with me, i don’t want you to do it for reassurance. can you wait for me? daddy wants you very much, little angel.”

waiting is hard. he’s evil using that nickname then telling you to wait. you know he’s right, but progress is nothing when you run your hands along yourself, pretending he finally decided to have you.

its easy to worry about things when you’re surrounded by such peace and silence, alone with your thoughts while chan isn’t there to take them all away like usual.

what if he abandons you? or maybe you’re just holding him back? what if always having to take care of you is a nuisance to him?

chan always said they were useless thoughts, and that he’ll always love you, but its hard to not overthink with everything that happened with the men in your life growing up.

..what if you’re dissapointing him right now by sneaking out into the yard? tears start to fill up your eyes.

“i’m sorry, chan.”

you mutter under your cold, visible breath to the image you made of him standing over you, his arms crossed with a fed up expression. but, when you turn around, you bump into something, no, someone warm with firm shoulders wrapped in a thick sweater.

chan greets your eyes with a smile when you open them, one that makes you melt despite the unforgiving snow, one that fills up that empty core inside yourself with safety and security, one that shows you no signs of irritance or resent, just pure, unconditional love. nothing like the chan your insecurities made in your head.

“enjoying the snow, my little angel? warm enough?”

the nickname washes your fears away, healing your upset mind. you can only look up at him innocently through your lashes, nodding your head and playing with the button on his coat.

“mhm. sorry i left. um..chan?”

“hm?”

“..you would tell me if i was too clingy? or just annoying sometimes, right? i know it’s a hassle to always take care of me or..stuff like that.”

you say avoiding his gaze and pouting, chan pets your hair, caressing his hand down to the back of your neck to cup your cheek softly with his big, firm hands. all of a sudden you don’t wanna play anymore, you wanna be with him.

“sweet girl..i know. im not upset with you at all. nothing you can do or say could ever stop me from loving you, remember?”

all of the feelings you wished you could’ve felt back then as a little girl poured into your head and spilled from your eyes and into chans chest as you pressed closer to him, nuzzling into his comforting scent and dependable chest.

he knows how vulnerable you can get when you feel like this suddenly, so chan holds you, placing his hand on the back of your head so you feel safe. when you pull away to look at him, he takes your small hand in his, stroking your skin with his thumbs. but, he stops when he notices you shivering. the snow soaked your clothes and left you wet and cold in his arms.

“..daddy?”

“hm?”

“i want to tell you something else..but i don’t want you to get mad at me.”

you say, chewing on your nail. chan smiles fondly at you.

“what is it? you know you i love you. more than anything in the entire world.”

“..i want..to start having sex with you. not for selfish reasons anymore, just need to feel you. is that okay?”

for a moment chan is silent, its a painful silence for you. please, say something. anything. then, chan starts giggling.

“..daddy?”

“im so proud of you. using your words for me, hm? need me inside you? need to feel my heart closer to you, baby? god, i think if i loved you anymore i might really explode.”

you hide your face in his chest again, burning with shyness. you didn’t think it be this easy, now you just wish he would stop teasing and fuck you already.

“feel better? come here. lets go inside and get you warmed up, silly girl.”

i guess there is a god.

chan sits you down on the large bed with thick, winter comforters cushioning you softly.

gently, but without delay, he begins to unbutton your coat. he gazes into your eyes with every soft clasp, as if you and him are the only ones in the universe..it hums an intimate fuzzing in your head, and an un-wholesome reaction between your thighs.

your coat is smoothly brisked off of your shoulders and discarded onto the floor somewhere, not that you really care about the details right now, as he quickly learns the hard way that you weren’t wearing much under that coat.

chan doesn’t seem that suprised, he simply takes notice of the pink, lacy bra you thought it was a good idea to wear outside and looks back at you with narrowed eyes..

“this is why you were so cold, huh? my dumb, baby..im suprised you didn’t freeze to death.”

you bite your lip when his warm hands roam around your cold breasts, circling his thumbs along the frills of the bra and your sensitive nipples just below them. he knows what he’s doing.

he teases you by leaving it on, running his hands down to your inner thighs, crouching down in between them.

“lay back for me, angel.”

he coos softly with a tender smile. he tucks his thumbs under your waistband, pressing your legs up and hastily peeling your thick, thermal pants off of your legs, revealing a matching set of pink lacy panties and fuzzy, winter thigh highs.

you hid your face as chan stripped you like a doll, then you giggled a bit as he smirks and sighs at your cold weather fashion choices.

“really, sweetheart? maybe you planned this , huh? thought about me stripping that pretty body? ..what am i going to do with you? such a little slut, even in winter.”

his firm hands caress your plush hips, before landing a smack to your thigh. you yelp and squirm in his overpowering grasp, before hes sticking his thumbs in the sides of your cute panties and slowly pulls them down, revealing your soft pussy with a string of arousal connecting to your underwear.

chan parts his lips and lets out a soft noise at the sight, biting his lip and pulling them off your legs. his hand is large over your tummy, the skin is rough in contrast you yours as his strokes his thumb over you sweetly.

“sweet thing. gonna let me take you? i’ll treat this pretty pussy so well as long as you go dumb for me.”

he brings his thumb up to your mouth, you suck on it lightly and bat your lashes at him.

“whore.”

his head is perched between your thighs, pressing soft kisses on your sweet skin.

when your eyes meet his, your stomach flips. just the visual of his mouth so close to where you need him most makes you whine and grind your hips up into nothing.

you have no choice. his arms are trapping your legs open, with his hands securely holding your hips in place. you try to squirm out of his grasp, and the feeling is delicious. you can’t move an inch.

“hm? can’t move, huh? that’s right. daddy’s got you.”

he coos, with a hungry tone in his voice. like he’s been waiting for this, for the moment he has his little girl all vulnrable and desperate for his body. his kisses to your thigh reach the lowest part of you, he comes to a halt and raises his head.

chan looks at you for a second, admiring and savoring the look of you before he gives you what you want. he bites his lip and smiles, revealing his sharp canines pressing on his plush lips.

he lowers his head closer to your twitching cunt, letting his breath tease you first. your red, puffy clit throbs at the denial of his sweet mouth wrapped around it.

“ahn- channiechannie please! can’t take it anymore. i’ll do anything just pleaseplease-“

“who?”

“fuck..daddy? daddy please.”

chan ignores you. he thinks your begs and cries are so adorable, but he already knows what he’s gonna do.

the first touch of his tongue sliding against your pussy feels like suffocating magic. but it doesn’t take long before your squirming and grinding your hips for more stimulation as the tip of his tongue circles just around your tortured little clit.

but you can’t move. and he won’t stop teasing you.

“ah! stopstop stop teasing please! jus’ wanna cum- wanna cum in your mouth, daddy-“

chan shuts you up quickly by wrapping his pretty lips around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue along it, sloppily making out with your pussy like he really means it.

your back immediately arches off the bed, tossing your head back along with it. in between your legs feels like heaven, blanketing your mind with silky, glowing white as you let out an absolutely fucked out scream.

you hear a squeaky chuckle between your legs from chan, he cups your ass with his hands and pulls you in closer to his greedy mouth. his eyes meet yours again, there’s a haze of darkness that passes through his before he bites a little nip on your pussy.

you yelp and jolt up, trying to plead him to stop, but chan is quick to sooth your tortured cunt with two talented fingers working their way into his pretty dolly’s hole.

his fingering is fast paced, has you gripping his hands and squirting all over them in minutes. chan handles his girl so roughly, but he looks down at you so carefully and attentive, as if you’re really made of fragile porcelain. his gaze is full of love and adoration, letting out sweet little giggles at your reactions. he can’t help it, you’re just so cute to him!

chan crooks his fingers up to thrust into your g-spot, you already can’t take it, but you die a little bit when his idle thumb presses into your clit, thrusting in sync with the rest. the added stimulation sends soaring stars of pleasure up your squirming body, chan’s veins on his arms show as he fucks his fingers up into you harder, manhandling an orgasm out of your poor little pussy.

“g’nna cum, yeah? that’s all the dumb little dolly is good for, right? serving daddy?”

“daddy! daddydaddyfuck..! gonna cum-“

“ah, what do we say, pretty girl?”

“can- can i cum? please? ahn..gonna cum so good - ah! on your fingers, daddy…”

“such a smart girl. go ahead and cum, pup. daddy’s got you, hm?”

it only takes those words for the harsh orgasm you were holding back to burst free, soaking chan’s abs and hands. you pathetically wail as he continues the abuse your pussy, fucking you through your wet little orgasm, but you feel so safe. you know chan’ll always hold you safe and tiny in his arms in such a vulnerable headspace.

when you finally start to come down, he strokes your tummy, up to your cute breasts, and finally to your cheeks, where he plants a soft kiss to remind you he loves you.

chan stands up and wipes his mouth. you notice how he’s still completely dressed and you’re only in your slutty thigh highs. it’s a hot situation, but it won’t do for now.

you slide your foot along his belt buckle, pulling and tugging at while whining at him, wordlessly begging for him to finally fill you up.

“what do you want, pretty girl? tell me and i’ll give it to you.”

you don’t respond, you just blink up at him, going a bit non-verbal and fuzzy already, and it’s worse when chan leans down to grab your face.

“hey. you want daddy to fuck you? want daddy’s cock pressing into your tummy, baby?”

“mhm..”

“then use. your. words.”

chan almost growls in your ear, you feel the texture of denim grinding at your overstimulated clit, he’s frotting his hard cock against your pussy from the fabric, urging you to say what he ordered you to say.

“mm’fuck! chan yes!”

a harsh slap stings your cheek.

“you know my name, stupid slut. is that pretty head just for decoration, or can you actually use it?”

“m’sorry, so sorry..fuck. daddy, please fuck me? please? ill be such a good girl, such a good hole for you please-“

the more you talk the bigger the smile lights up on his face, you’re just the most adorable thing in his eyes.

“aw, who’s my good girl? is it you? fuck..that’s right, angel.”

chan takes your little fuzzy-socked foot in his hand and brings it up from his belt to his face, planting a kiss above your heel.

he places your foot over his shoulder and begins to undo his belt with hypnotizing metal clicks. you’re finally getting what you’ve wanted since you started dating chan.

his belt and pants come undone, and you finally get a view of his big, red cock. it throbs in the air just by looking at the reaction on your face, suddenly he’s a little shy, just like the channie you know. he let’s out a squeaky giggle and avoids your eyes as he pumps his cock lazily.

“you want it, hm? it’s leaking for you and those pretty hips.”

he says now biting his lip and spreading your legs back, trapping you in a mating press. his face rests near your collarbone, whispering filth desperately as far as you can hear it.

“fuck..can’t hold it anymore, need to sink into you..tight fucking pussy- need it squeezing me.”

with that, he’s spreading your folds and forcing his cock in with tiny little thrusts. the stretch is overwelming, but it’s pressing on the front of your g-spot perfectly.

when your pussy is filled all the way, he wastes no time at all continuing his pace with larger and more forceful thrusts inside you, one’s that have you breathlessly screaming.

you really can’t take it, it feels too good you don’t know what to do with yourself. you need him to slow down.

you can’t form sentences right now, so you try planting your hands on his abdomen to brace yourself, but chan swipes them up instantly, gripping your wrists together to use as leverage to pull you back down on his cock.

“fucking take it. stay still, you said you would be good, hm? this pussy’s too little to fit me?”

you’re going braindead you swear, his cock is mind-numbingly thick, it soaks your g-spot, while also being long enough to fuck spots you’re sure no dildo has ever reached before.

chan bounces you like that for a bit before taking one of your legs and lifting it up, holding it against his chest while he rolls his hips in your cunt. he’s lost in it, closing his eyes and placing plush kisses along your sock.

he brings his hand down to thumb at your clit messily, slapping it occasionally to get you there closer. he feels himself faltering in your pussy, groaning louder and leaning his head back at the feeling of you sucking him in.

“fffuck..good fucking girl..gonna make daddy cum? yeah? want me to spill inside this greedy cunt?”

“mn..mhm!”

he hears your meek response. chan places his hand on the side of your head, forcing you to hear him as he brings his face to the crook of your neck.

you don’t like this. you love the feeling of him fucking you more than anything, it makes you feel taken care of and safe, and closer to your boyfriend. but what you really need right now is his cum, and he isn’t cumming fast enough for you.

“gonna cum, yeah? look at what you’re doing to me- ah!”

chan tenses as you pull up his shirt to pinch at his nipples, rolling them in your fingers. his arms shake around you as he writhes, but he isn’t thrusting anymore.

“please..don’t stop, channie..you’re almost there, need your cum..”

he starts thrusting again, fucking you closer with him, the feeling of his cock inside you and your hands on his nipples has him throwing his head back, sending electric sparks of pleasure to his cock.

“mm’fuck can’t take it- oh fuck, cumming!”

you feel chan spraying warm cum deep inside your already messy cunt. the feeling of his warmth flooding inside you is what sends you over with him, his twitching cock still prodding at your g-spot desperately.

your orgasm is strong, you close your legs shut while cumming shakily around his cock till he softly pulls it out. you both rest for a second after cumming so hard, but chan’s shy laugh breaks the silence, covering his red face.

“oh my gosh..i cannot believe i just came from that!”

you can’t believe that this is the same man that just called you his whore unprovoked. you pull him down to lay on you, resting your face in his shoulder and wrapping your legs around him. chan instantly relaxes in your arms.

“…all warmed up now?”

“mhm..chan?”

“anything, sweet girl.”

“i love you. love you so much..thank you for doing this. i know taking care of me can be alot and-“

“ah, ah. i told you to stop saying that. never. it’s never a burden to make you happy. thank you for trusting me to give you what you need. i loved you then, i love you now, and ill love you forever. if you forget, then ill always be here to remind you, ill say it over and over again each time.”

his soft, lovely words paired with your exhaustion seems to be the perfect recipe for you to fall asleep in his arms. chan just hums and strokes your hair, he loves his girl.

“goodnight, sweet girl. ill be right here when you wake up too.”

tags!!

@estella-novella @thatonedarkskinnedsiren @theresstardustinmyblood @annafeebou @pancake-freckle @elizalabs3 @minniesverse @loxgirl2004 @mintymintmint251 @y-ur--i

#skz smut #18+ mdni #skz x reader #bangchan x reader #bangchan smut #kinkmas #stray kids x reader #stray kids smut #chan x reader #chan smut

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saintzweig · 3 days ago

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ermmmm can i say something :3 i think art is the type of guy who's done glory holes at least a few times in college. he's so busy with tennis and trying not to fail his classes that he just hasn't had the time to let loose and get laid. sure, his hand is right there but it doesn't quite feel the same. patrick tells him just hit a girl up and ask for casual meaningless sex like it's that easy, art isn't as suave and charismatic as the brunette. plus, he's also the type to want to have some sort of connection with whoever he's going to have sex with so casual sex isn't something he thinks will work out for him.

bottom line is, he's pent up and it's getting painful. he can't even do anything without his cock swelling underneath his shorts from the smallest of friction.

so when he overheard his tennis teammates talking about a gloryhole after a particularly long day, his ears couldn't help but perk up. his lower region growing taller under the shower stream and heat pooling in the pit of his stomach as he listened to one of them describe his experience. he was at the library and went to a secluded bathroom to jerk off, a specific bathroom on the fourth floor that nobody ever goes to on the rumors that it's haunted. there's a hole in the bathroom stall and a person on the other side, one led thing led to another and that brought him to an eye-rolling, stars-reaching orgasm.

after pretending to study in the library for what felt like hours, art hurriedly grabbed his things and walk over to the previously mentioned bathroom. he figured it was perfect, he didn't have to actually meet and sweet talk anyone until they decide they want to fuck him, and he couldn't see the other person so he's not going to get attached or anything, right? all he has to do is hope that someone is there or else it's just going to be him and his right hand alone in this creepy bathroom.

the heavy door creaked and the lights were flickering, there's an eerie feeling inside but– oh god, someone is here. and they're jerking off? the sound of wet, sloppy slapping and hushed moans. you didn't even stop when you hear his footsteps and the lock of the stall right next to yours.

the blonde dropped his bag to the tiled floor, unbuckling his belt immediately until his pants hit the floor. he gave himself a few tugs, to no surprise, it's raging red and leaking. after a moment of hesitation, he knocked on the stall to 'announce his presence' and the sounds stopped, which he took as permission to slide his hard cock through the horridly sawed hole. he stood there, waiting for your touch. and when it finally came, he felt like he was going to cum instantly. your hands working on him furiously, stroking your spit all over him. he pushed his shirt up and looked down, hoping to catch a glimpse of whoever was on the other side.

his stomach tensed up as he felt something warm on his tip, your tongue swirling around and sweeping the pre-cum leaking from him. he lets out a few choked groans, "s-shit" and when you finally took all of him, your cheeks hollowed and the very tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat– he spilled. everything that he kept inside of him for far too long shooting down your throat. and you had no trouble swallowing. you gave him a few more pumps just to make sure it's all out and he's shaking on the other side. he pulls himself out and within seconds, he's knocking on the door of your stall. "fuck it"

#this was written on a whim so lol #saintzweig writes ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅#challengers #challengers smut #challengers x reader #art donaldson #art donaldson x reader

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gejo333 · 2 days ago

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Can you make a fic based off of wife!reader & husband!miguel?

Miguel was with his friends downstairs and they were pretty drunk after all those beers & Miguel had said something hurtful to reader? Just pure angst 🙂‍↕️🫶🏻

Your Spiderbite Hurts Me the Most

Miguel O’Hara x Wife Reader Oneshot

Sorry I haven’t answered this in so long!

Hope you enjoy it! 💕

Wc: 1.7k

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Your tired gaze stared half-heartedly at the paper in your hands. Another negative pregnancy test. As soon as you saw the result your crumbled up the paper and threw it into the bin underneath the sink. Taking a deep breath as you lean your hands against the marble counter top.

"Y/n! Where did you go?! We're out of beers down here!" Your husband's voice roared from downstairs followed by his boastful laugh.

You claw your nails against the palm of your hands daring for blood to spill. Not like your husband would care if you hurt yourself. Probably wouldn't blink an eye if you slit your wrists here and dropped dead on the bathroom floor. Your gaze went to the large sparkling rock on your left hand as you felt another piece of your heart break. With every fiber of your being did you miss the man who gave you this ring five years ago. How you would do anything in the universe to get that version of your husband back.

"Y/n!"

"Coming!"

You make sure you look presentable before rushing downstairs to the main living space. You put up a loving and happy smile as you head towards your husband who was sitting down on the sofa chair talking with his friends from work.

"Finally you come down. Can you get us more beer?"

"Is that seriously why you called me downstairs?" You chuckled trying to hide your annoyance.

"We're out of beer. I thought you could be a doll and go get us some more." Miguel slapped your ass making your face redden in embarrassment as you slap his hand away, glaring down at him. He and his friends only laughed in return as he grabbed you by the waist and placed you on his lap. You pulled back as you could smell the beer on his breath.

"Don't you think you've had enough?"

"I've heard enough of your complaining. Am I right?" He laughed followed by his other friends.

"Hey Miguel maybe you should go teach her a lesson in the bedroom." One of his guy friends chimed in. You felt your gut raise to your throat as you saw the creepy look on his face as he said that. God when did Miguel start hanging around such sleeze bags? You missed his old colleagues like Jess and Peter. But after your last miscarriage about a year ago you haven't seen them since. You honestly haven't seen your real husband either.

"How about you guys enjoy the football match and I'll pick up more beer and snacks for you." You get out of Miguel's lap before he can decide if he wants to take up his friend's suggestion.

Without evening a glance from your husband who went back to talking to his friends as you grab your coat, gloves, scarf, and purse and head out to the store.

The ice chill of a December night wrap around your body as you walk outside. Maybe you take the long way. Let him and his asshole friends wait longer.

As you walk on the street you notice all the Christmas decorations throughout the city. If anyone was in their apartment they wouldn't even know it was the festive holiday.

A couple not much older than you and Miguel walk past you, arm in arm enjoying each other company and whispering sweet comments. You felt extra cold on your right side, the side Miguel was always on when walking outside together arm in arm as you rest you head against his bicep. Now you rarely go anywhere together and when you do your always a foot a part from each other.

You quickly wipe a tear falling down your cheek as the couple walking past you briefly smiles at you in pity.

As you walk into the store you notice a woman look up at something in the sky in awe as you hear her say to someone, "Look! It's Spiderman."

You lazily walk down each isle trying your best to waste more time and annoy your husband. After getting the beer and chips your husband likes as well as a couple of bottles of Chardonnay for yourself you lazily push the cart passed the electronic section where quite a few people were stopped in front of the TVs watching the news.

"Wow that spiderman sure is amazing." Said one man.

"I saw him in person once. He is so big!" Said a woman.

"He has the perfect physique. I wonder if his face is just as attractive." Said another woman talking to her friend.

"I heard he has a deep voice." She replied.

"Whatever girl is with him is so lucky. I'm jealous."

You rolled your eyes from the conversation you eavesdropped as you decided you spent enough time in the store. Ever since this superhuman appeared from nowhere three years ago everyone in Nueva York has been adoring him. Sure, your grateful that the crime rate has gone down significantly, but you didn't understand the hype around him.

After checking out you head back to the penthouse apartment you supposedly called home. Despite such a horrible year between you and Miguel with the constant fights you still loved him with your whole being. You hope maybe one day the man you fell in love with would one day come back to you with a loving smile and open arms to hold you close.

You take a deep breath before sighing as you turn the key in the lock before entering. As you enter the living space all eyes were on you.

"Finally she's back. What took you so long? The store is only two blocks away."Miguel impatiently asked as he walked up to you and snatched the case of beer in your hands.

"Your welcome?" You lightly glare at him which he returns before heading back to the living space.

You stomp after him as he sits back in the same spot. He looks up to you in question for standing in front of him.

"Seriously Miguel?"

"Ooo someone is in trouble with the missus." Said one of his friends who became quiet when Miguel shot him a glare.

Miguel grabbed your waist and forced you to sit on his lap. With the death grip he has on your waist you dared not move.

"Your mind is in circles today. It must have been when you banged it earlier today when cleaning under the table. She such a clutz, no wonder she keeps having miscarriages. Even if we could have a full time pregnancy she probably wouldn't be a good mother either." Miguel chuckles.

A smack echoed in the room as his head was turned to the side with a large red mark and small scratch on his cheek from the large diamond on your wedding band. You immediately got out of his arms and stormed upstairs to your bedroom.

You laid on the bed facing the alarm clock on your side of the bed watching as the hours went by. It wasn't until the clock struck 3am that you heard Miguel stagger into the bedroom. You felt arms pull you against a warm body as lips met your neck.

You wiggled your body out of his grip.

"Por favor mi amor." (Please my love)

You turn your head to face him as you shoot him a light glare. "I'm not in the mood Miguel. Your words really hurt me. I can't barely stand to look at you right now."

You heard him sigh as a chill was felt against your back from the lack of his warmth. You felt the dagger in your heart press deeper, making it hard for air to come into your lungs.

The deafening silence was too much to bear as you immediately get up from the bed and head to the closet to get dressed. When your dressed you leave the bedroom to head downstairs, immediately your followed by your curious husband.

"Where are you going at this hour?"

"Out." You head to the front door to grab your purse. Before you could leave you were stopped by his hand around your wrist. You glared up at him.

"It's not safe for you to be out by yourself. If you need to go for a walk so badly let me come with you." You see concern in his brown eyes, making yourself almost consider his offer. His soft eyes briefly remind you of time before all this heartache. But his words from earlier appeared back in your mind and your bleeding heart once a again turned cold.

"I'm going on this walk to get space away from you." You opened the door a few inches before it was slammed closed again by an hand above you. Your back was against the door with Miguel right in front of you inches away. His fingers lift your chin as his eyes move from your lips to your eyes.

"Please don't go. At least wait till morning. Then we can go out and talk." His lips brushed against yours but before they fully met you pushed him back.

"No. I don't have anything to say to you. I'll only talk to the Miguel who loves me and treats me they way he use to and wouldn't dare speak the words you did today or have you been treating me this past year. If you keep this up...I don't...I don't think I can stay in this marriage any longer." You look to him, eyes wide in shock from your words before you opened the door and left.

As you made it outside you were relieved that he didn't follow you. You continue to walk until you find your self in Central Park where you find a bench.

As soon as you sit the tears fall down your face as you contemplate everything that's happen this year wondering what went wrong. Your weary body and mind succumb to the cold of the night as you pass out from exhaustion on the bench.

Miguel stood before your sleeping state. Reddish-brown eyes gaze down at the clear exhaustion shown in your face in worry as he picks you up bridal style, whispering, "I promise you'll shed no more tears after tonight."

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This definitely will have a sequel. I should have the next chapter of “An Unexpected Match,” out soon! Hope you enjoyed this one shot!

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norrisleclercf1 · 14 hours ago

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Day 1 of 25 Days of Christmas: Decorating the House

Pairing: Mick Schumacher x Reader

Rating: PG

Words: 800

Warnings: None, just fluff

Mick didn't know how many boxes he could lug up the stairs. This was his sixth trip already, and there were still about 10 more boxes full of Christmas gifts. "Angel, are you sure we need all this?" Mick asked, his breath coming in short gasps. He was sweating, and it was the end of November in Switzerland. The sight of Mick struggling with the boxes was comical, and you couldn't help but chuckle. "Mick, it's Christmas, of course. We need all the boxes; what kind of question was that?" You ask, wrapped in garland.

"Angel," He sighs and returns to the basement to grab the rest of the boxes. You hum as the first snowfall starts to fall. You climb up the ladder to lay the garland on the fireplace mantel. It was a rather tall fireplace, one of those old-school brick ones, something you can rarely find, but this house in Switzerland was gorgeous, and the fireplace was the main selling point. Mick comes back up with a couple more boxes, and you can't help but giggle.

"I thought you WEC slash, F1 drivers were in perfect shape to drive?" You joke, and Mikc rolls his eyes and pulls you back, making you shriek as he catches you, kissing all over your face. "Please, you learned how in shape I was last night," He teases and slaps your ass gently before going back, making you blush.

"Touche," You yell and hear him giggle down the steps. Rolling your eyes, you climb the ladder and hum as Christmas music fills the house. Mick finishes bringing up more boxes, and you sigh, putting gold, red, and green ornaments throughout the garland. "Looks pretty, Y/n. Are we going traditional this year?" He asks, and you nod as you got a red and pink vibe last year.

"Yeah, figured we could give the old 90s Christmas vibe. What do you think?" You ask, and Mick smiles. "I think it'd be fun, come here," He says, holding his hand up and helping you down the ladder safely. "Want to do separate Christmas trees or one big one?" You ask, staring at your tree boxes. How about we do the outside porch ones and then the main one in the living room" He asks, and you think it over.

"Perfect," you smile, lean up, and kiss him gently, which has him pulling you close by the waist. Mick smiles into the kiss before pulling away. "Alright, we better start before we're doing this all day," Mick says as you nod and move in different directions. The Christmas music turns up as you two start decorating. You both move through the house, boxes and Christmas decorations thrown around.

"It looks like Santa threw up in here," Mick mumbles as he moves around stuff and fixes you two lunch. You sit on the counter watching your pretty husband. "I know, but think about how pretty our house is going to look, Micky," Mick chuckles and turns to steal a kiss as you smile; Mick turns back to making you two chicken salad ceaser wraps, and you swear you could marry him all over again. "I was thinking we hang lights in the house, just not in the Christmas tree," Mick says, licking his fingers before washing them and handing off your wrap.

You bite into it and moan slightly, "Micky, if I could marry you again, I would," you mumble, making him smile. Leaning forward, he steals a kiss, smiling. I'd marry you again as well," he hums and kisses you again as you two eat, watching the fresh snowfall. "What do you want for Christmas?" You ask gently, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I don't really know, kinda have everything already," He hums as Angie comes running in, lying at his feet.

"Come on, you must want something," you whine. What could you get someone who could get anything he wanted? "Actually, there is something I want," He mumbles, unsure how to bring up this conversation, but now was the perfect time. "Yeah, what's that?" You ask gently, taking the last bite of your wrap. "How about we start having kids?" He asks softly, and you smile gently. "Yeah, I'd like that," You smile softly as you turn and stare at all the boxes behind you.

"But before we try for kids, maybe we should finish decorating," you hum, causing Mick to groan softly and want to bang his head on the counter. "We have too many Christmas decorations," He whines, and you can't help but laugh a little. "Please, there is never enough," Mick shoots up, "Y/n, please, don't go shopping and buy more, please, baby," He begs, and you laugh, moving quickly through the house. You were never going to promise that.

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chancloud8 · 2 days ago

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Teach Me {2}

< read part 1 here > Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader, Jeongin x Reader

Word Count: 3,6k Tags: fluff, friendship, kissing, friends to ? Summary: you have your second lesson with Chan and get a chance to immediately practise your new skills with Jeongin. a/n: it's offical! teach me is going to be a series! (with all of OT8!) I hope you like it <3 ***********************************************************

'Ready for lesson two?' Chan teases when you walk behind him into the living room of the place he shares with Jeongin.

The latter lays on the couch bundled up in an oversized hoodie, grey sweats and fluffy socks. His glasses are balanced on his nose as he's typing furiously on his phone.

'Hey Innie,' you greet him cheerfully, ignoring Chan's teasing.

Jeongin looks up from his phone and smiles at you. 'Hi Y/N, wanna come sit with me?'

Chan clears his throat behind you, but you once again ignore him and drop onto the couch next to Jeongin.

'Whatcha doing?' You sing song, leaning against him in a side hug.

Jeongin ruffles your hair and shows you his phone screen which is open on the groupchat with all the guys.

'I was defending my honor,' he says seriously, pouting for a moment.

'Hmm are they teasing you again baby bread? Need me to kick some ass?' You ask, puffing your chest and making boxing movements with your arms.

Jeongin laughs and shakes his head. 'I think you need to protect yourself, not me.'

'INNIE,' Chan yells from where he had disappeared into the kitchen. 'Shut up!'

You furrow your brows in confusion. 'Why?'

'They all want to teach you,' Jeongin shrugs. 'They've been-'

'Jeongin!' Chan slaps a hand over Jeongin's mouth. 'Don't scare Y/N away with silly talk like that.'

You slump against the back of the couch and fold your arms, your eyes moving between the two of them.

'What is he talking about? Is this about last Saturday? Were they serious about that?' You ask Chan.

You've been thinking a lot about that day. About how sweet and supportive the guys were after your failed date, your panic and your tears. About Chan kissing you and about the offer for another lesson in kissing from Chan, but also from the others.

You knew Chan was serious about it, you've talked about it, but you thought the others had been messing around. You thought they were just trying to cheer you up and make you feel better about yourself.

'Oh they were serious alright,' Jeongin mutters, ignoring Chan's glare.

You blink at the two of them, not sure how to respond and what to think of it. It was once again sweet and your stomach flutters at the thought of kissing the others, but it makes you nervous too. Wouldn't it change your friendship if you let them?

'Why did you need to defend yourself?' You ask Jeongin, deciding to focus on that first.

Jeongin flushes bright red and his gaze drops to his lap.

'Well, I've never been kissed either,' he admits, not looking at you.

You smile and pat his knee in comfort. 'So what? As you know, you're not the only one here who lacks experience.'

'It means I have nothing to teach you.'

You blink again. You didn't see that coming.

Chan buries his head in his hands across from you and you send him a questioning look, one he obviously doesn't see.

'So what?' You repeat carefully. 'That doesn't make you any less than the others. Or me, because as you know I've got nothing to teach either.'

Jeongin looks up at you again and his eyes suddenly brighten. 'Oh, thank you,' he smiles, before he grabs his phone again to type something.

Chan's phone buzzes on the table and the two of you look at it. It was obviously Jeongin who sent something in the groupchat and you sent the younger man a questioning look.

'You can teach me once they've taught you,' he explains, his cheeks turning red once more.

Oh. God.

'Jeongin!' Chan yells out, grabbing his phone from the table.

You just gape at Jeongin as your brain tries to catch up with what just happened.

'Unless you don't want to of course,' Jeongin says softly, suddenly seeming to realize what he said. 'I'd understand.'

'I-uhm,' you stutter. 'I guess? I'm still trying to wrap my head around what we're actually talking about here.'

Chan sits down on the couch at your other side, handing you a bottle of water that he took from the kitchen when he briefly left earlier.

'You don't have to decide on anything now,' he says. 'About us teaching you and you teaching Innie. It's just an open offer and you can decline, you know, we won't be offended or anything. We just want to help you, we care about you.'

You just nod and take a sip of water, thinking it over. You hadn't been able to get Chan's kisses out of your head and you were curious if kissing the others would be different. You knew you could trust them, but you were worried about what this would do to your relationship with them. Would it be weird after? Awkward? And what if you get feelings for one of them? Or they for you?

'I can see the wheels turning in your head,' Chan says, breaking your thoughts as he softly pokes your cheek. 'Do you want to talk about it? Do you want to talk to the others? Or do you just want to forget it all? We can just watch a movie.'

You smile and let your head fall on his shoulder, cuddling up against him. Chan immediately wraps his arms around you.

'Can we watch a movie and talk about it after?' you ask, looking up at him.

Chan shares a look with Jeongin before nodding and kissing the top of your head.

'Sure, what do you want to watch?' The three of you end up watching Rapunzel, one of your comfort Disney movies. Chan protested at first, but when you offered to watch Frozen instead he caved. You and Jeongin sing along with all the songs while Chan just smiles at you and plays with your hair.

When the movie credits roll across the screen you feel more relaxed and your brain has calmed down enough to think clearly. You don't say anything right away, enjoying the cuddles you're getting from both sides.

'Jisung and Felix are going to be so jealous we watched a disney movie without them,' Jeongin chuckles, lifting his head from your shoulder.

'Probably, but I'll happily watch another disney movie with them soon so they'll be fine,' you smile, lifting your arms above your head to stretch your back.

'Yeah? Can I join that one too?' Jeongin asks hopefully. 'Maybe we can watch How To Train Your Dragon next!'

'Sure, Innie,' you laugh. 'Just tell me when and I'll be there.'

He beams up at you and grabs his phone, probably to text the others.

'You wanna come to my room for a bit to talk?' Chan whispers, nudging your shoulder.

You nod, ruffle Jeongin's hair and stand up from the couch to follow Chan to his room. When he closes the door you suddenly feel nervous again. You've been in Chan's room a thousand times before, but it feels different now somehow.

'You okay?' Chan asks as he sits down on his bed.

'Yeah, I'm just-,' you bite your lip. 'Worried I guess?'

Chan cocks his head at you and motions for you to come closer. 'Why?'

'What if it ruins our friendship?' you ask, stepping closer to where he's sitting.

Chan scoffs and reaches out to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with his and pulling you down beside him. His body turns towards you so he can look at you.

'It won't, I won't let that happen,' he promises.

'You can't promise that,' you argue, looking down at your intertwined hands. 'I don't want to lose you over something so silly.'

'And you won't, Y/N, you mean so much to me and I just,' he sighs and squeezes your hand. 'I just rather teach you this stuff than some rude asshole who might just use you for his own advantage and won't treat you right. I'd much rather it be me or the guys, who I trust and who will treat you the way you deserve.'

'This stuff?' you tease, but it's a coping mechanism to try and calm your wild heartbeat. 'What exactly will this stuff you want to teach me be?'

Chan gives you a look and you laugh nervously.

'Sorry, I'm a bit nervous and you're so sweet,' you admit. 'I think I want to accept your offer and that of the others too, but I need their word that they're okay with it too. And that it won't make things weird between us.'

Chan's lips curl up in a smile and he nods. 'We can make that happen and you need to remember that you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. It will all be up to you what we teach you, okay?'

'Okay,' you agree. 'I trust you, Channie.'

You show him just how true the words are by climbing up in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as your legs fold on each side of his thick muscled thighs.

'Can I still get my second lesson today? I was really looking forward to it.'

Chan blinks at you, clearly surprised, but then he shakes out of it and grabs onto your hips to pull you closer against his chest.

'Really now? I made an impression huh?' he grins, nuzzling his nose against yours.

You roll your eyes at him playfully. 'Don't get cocky on me Mr. Bang. You're still the only guy I've kissed, so I have no one to compare you to.'

'Maybe I should tell the guys to back off then,' Chan laughs. 'Don't want you choosing them over me.'

'Oh just shut up and kiss me already.'

Chan's lips are on yours in an instant. They're soft and warm and just like last time, you melt into the kiss immediately. Your fingers digg in the skin of his neck as you move your lips over Chan's, finding a rhythm as easily as breathing. First you go slow, moving carefully, but then you get more confident and move up the pace a notch, nipping at Chan's lips.

Chan hums in approver and his hands glide down your back and towards your ass, pressing you closer against him. You let it all happen, enjoying the electric tingles that erupt all over your body at his touch. Your heart beats fast in your chest and for a moment you wonder if he can feel it, hear it even.

You gasp against Chan's mouth when his hands move even lower, disappearing into the back pockets of your jeans, but you don't stop him, not even when he softly squeezes. It feels nice, it makes your blood feel hot and heat pools in your tummy. You want him to do it again.

Just as you're about to pull back to ask him to do just that, something warm and wet touches your lips.

Chan's tongue.

Your heart rate spikes once more. He'd said the second lesson would involve tongue and you've been preparing yourself for it, afraid it would cause you to freak out again like on your date last weekend.

Chan seems to feel the tension in your body and gives your bottom lip a tiny lick, before nipping it and then he kisses you again like before, chasing your lips. Your body relaxes and when Chan squeezes your butt again, you moan.

The sound is strange to your ears as you've never actually heard yourself make a noise like that, but it doesn't freak you out. Chan tightens his grip on you and this time you gasp, letting your hands wander towards Chan's hair to play with the strands at the back of his neck.

Feeling more confident, you open your mouth slightly, poking your tongue out to taste Chan’s bottom lip. He groans against your mouth and you do it again. Chan’s lips part and your tongues meet, careful, soft and searching. It feels a little weird, but you’re curious and try to follow Chan’s lead, licking into his mouth. He groans again, moving his hands from your ass to your face to cup your cheeks.

‘Is this okay?’ Chan whispers against your mouth.

You kiss him again in answer, pulling his hair a little to keep him close. You don’t want to talk right now, you just want to feel. Chan seems to get the memo and strokes your cheek with his thumb before deepening the kiss again, twirling his tongue against yours. You hum and once again follow his lead, repeating the movements he makes.

You have no idea how much time has passed when you pull back, panting. You feel hot all over and your skin tingles. Chan’s lips are swollen and shiny with saliva and you wonder if yours look the same.

‘That was,’ you mumble, closing your eyes for a second. ‘Wow.’ ‘Yeah?’ Chan smiles.

You nod. ‘Uhu, you’re a good teacher.’

‘And you’re a good student,’ he winks, letting his hands wander to your ass again and slipping his fingers into your back pockets just like before. ‘You seemed to like this too.’

You can feel the blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment, but you can’t deny it. You did like it. A lot. And you like it now too. His hands are big and strong and you can’t help but wiggle a little on his lap.

‘I’ll remember that,’ Chan grins, giving you one last squeeze before letting go.

It takes everything in you not to pout so you let out a laugh instead.

‘You do that, Channie. I’ll remember you like having your hair pulled. Do all guys like that?’

‘I can’t really speak for all guys, but yes I think in the heat of the moment a lot of us like it. It usually tells us you like whatever we’re doing or that you want more.’

You nod, that makes sense.

‘I just did it to keep you close.’ you explain, your cheeks heating up again.

‘We like that too,’ Chan smiles, flicking your nose with his finger. ‘I’m glad it was good for you.’

‘Me too. Do you have any pointers? Something I could do better?’ you ask.

Chan frowns at you, like he always does when you question your actions. ‘No, you did well. You followed my lead, but also took some initiative yourself.’

There’s a knock on the door then.

‘Guys? Is it safe to come in?’ Jeongin calls out from the living room.

‘Come in, Innie,’ Chan yells back.

You place your hands on his shoulders to get off his lap, but Chan clasps his hands on your hips to keep you in place.

‘Oh, sorry,’ Jeongin blushes when he steps into Chan’s room and sees the position you're in.

‘No worries, Innie,’ you smile. ‘I was about to get going anyways.’

‘You were?’ Chan and Jeongin ask at the same time, both their faces turning sad at the thought of you leaving.

‘I was going to ask if you wanted to stay for dinner. We can order in and watch another movie maybe,’ Jeongin continues, giving you a hopeful smile.

You smile back at him. ‘I’ll take a raincheck if that’s okay? Maybe tomorrow? I promised my roomies I’d eat with them tonight.’

Jeongin shares a look with Chan. ‘I think we’re in the studio again tomorrow, but maybe you can come over when we have dinner?’

Chan nods slowly. ‘We have dance practice as well, but you’re definitely welcome to eat with us. You can take my card with you now and pick us all up some dinner on your way there?’

‘Sure, I can pick up sushi from that place close to work? But only if you’re sure it’s no bother for me to come over. We can always meet up another day,’ you say, noticing Chan’s hesitance.

‘What? No, it’s fine silly,’ your best friend immediately reassures you, squeezing your hips where he is still holding you.

‘Yay, I’ll tell the others,’ Jeongin cheers, tapping his phone screen excitedly.

‘You sure?’ you ask again. ‘I wouldn’t want to intrude.’

Chan rolls his eyes and stands up from the bed, taking you with him as he goes. He wraps his arms around you to pull you in a hug and kisses the top of your head.

‘You can never intrude, we all like it when you come over and it also gives you an opportunity to talk to the others about accepting their offer.’

Nervous butterflies erupt in your stomach at the thought, but you nod and hug him back.

‘Okay, okay. Thanks for today, Channie.’

‘Anytime, just say the word and we can do it again,’ he chuckles. ‘It’s not like I get any other action anyways.’

You gasp in mock horror and pull away from his hug to slap his chest.

‘So that’s how it is, you’re just using me huh?’ you laugh.

‘Like you’re not using me? It’s a win-win,’ Chan teases back.

‘Uh, I’ll leave,’ Jeongin speaks up suddenly and when you look back at the door he is just disappearing into the living room.

‘Innie, wait up,’ you yell after him. ‘You can walk me out.’

‘Okay,’ Jeongin yells back.

You giggle and turn back to Chan. He’s already looking down at you with a smile and your stomach does a little flip when he leans forward and presses a soft kiss against your lips.

‘I’ll text you what time to meet us tomorrow, yeah?’

You nod, give him a little wave and hurry towards where Jeongin is waiting. The younger man puts his phone away when you approach him and you hook your arm with his.

‘So, Innie, are you sure you want me to be your first kiss?’ you ask as he leads you towards the front door.

He abruptly stops walking and gapes at you. ‘What?’

‘Wouldn’t it make it weird between us?’ you ask, cocking your head at him.

‘I- uh, no? I don’t think so?’

‘Are you asking me?’ you smile, pulling on his arm to make him walk with you again. ‘You can think about it, but if you want to, I’ll teach you what Chan and the others teach me.’

Jeongin blinks a few times, his cheeks turning pink and he swallows before looking at you again. ‘Really? You would do that for me?’

‘Of course I would, you’d do the same for me if you had anything to teach me. Isn’t that what you said?’

Jeongin nods and chews on his lip when the two of you stand in front of the door. You let him alone with his thoughts for a moment to slip into your shoes and put on your coat.

‘I don’t need to think about it,’ Jeongin says when you turn towards him again. ‘I want this.’

You grab his hand in yours. ‘Are you sure, Innie?’

‘Yes, if you think you can do this without falling in love with me,’ he jokes, his cheeks still pink.

You burst out in a fit of giggles and he joins you, the two of you clinging onto each other as you laugh.

A small part of your brain wonders if you’re making a mistake here, if it’s even possible to do all this without catching feelings, but you ignore the little voice and banish it even further back in your brain. You don’t want to think, you just want to enjoy yourself, get comfortable with yourself and your own body and let your friends help you with that. It'll be fine. Right?

‘Okay, okay, are you ready for your first kiss then?’ you ask Jeongin when the two of you are finally able to stop giggling.

‘What? Right now?’ Jeongin’s eye widen as you step closer to him, placing your hands on his chest.

‘If you want,’ you smile up at him. ‘You can say no.’

Jeongin’s eyes fall to your lips as he licks his own.

‘Okay,’ he nods. ‘What do I do?’

‘You can either place your hands on my hips, my neck or my face,’ you explain, thinking of what Chan had done. ‘Then you lean in, close your eyes and kiss me. Just try to relax and move your lips slowly when it feels good for you to do so.’

Jeongin nods, a determined look in his eyes as he places one hand on your hip and the other on your cheek. It’s a fluent and confident move and you give him an encouraging smile, lifting your head up to his as you close your eyes.

It only takes a second before you feel a warm puff of breath against your lips. Jeongin lets out a shaky breath and then presses his mouth against yours. His lips feel tense at first, but when you move your hands from his chest to his jaw, he softens against you and sighs.

You stay perfectly still till you wait for him to move, it’s what you liked about Chan kissing you the first time too. Jeongin makes a soft noise in the back of his throat and then he carefully moves his lips over yours.

It’s very sweet and gentle and when you pull back, his eyes shine with something that looks like satisfaction. His ears are red and he looks absolutely adorable looking down at your lips like he wants to go back in for a second taste.

‘Well?’ you whisper. ‘Was that anything like you expected?’

‘It was better, I want to do it again.'

*********************************** a/n: hope you liked part 2, please let me know what you think <3 Taglist: @lunearta @gigizzz

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tom-foolery-incorporated · 2 days ago

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I’m thinking something with starscream!? Like smut with a dom starscream and sub reader where he bends her over and overstimulates her pls🙏

Bro did you shoot like some CIA brainwave thingy at me because the night before I had a dream about Starscream and today I’ve been thinking about him all day. Poorest meow meow, most evil loser, fucked up princess

Starscream x Reader, AFAB gender neutral reader, racially ambiguous, overstimulation, g/t, brat taming, finger fucking, slight breeding kink, degradation

Starscream wasn’t known for his patience. He constantly jumped on every opportunity to overthrow Megatron that came his way but somehow Starscream managed so be methodical.

Impatient and methodical.

Maybe more so impulsive and methodical.

He jumps in leaps and bounds to conclusions, always the worst ones. Starscream wasn’t the easiest to get along with by any means yet here you were always by his side. Soft little human form perched atop his shoulder and hugging his helm. Tiny, flesh fingers dancing over his wings as he allowed himself to rest into a recharge state. You were his and Starscream made that very clear.

“Too big!” You cried drool dripping from your mouth and onto Starscream’s desk. Your ass was propped up over Starscream’s arm in the air while your lower body was slumped against the cool metal of his personal desk. His other servo was busy pushing two of his digits into your wet hole.

“I’ve seen you take larger,” Starscream said smugly. “You have no business complaining about taking two of my fingers.��

You moaned as he scissored your hole open. You managed to take his digits down to the second joint and covered them in your dripping arousal. “I can’t believe how greedy you are,” Starscream scolded as he set a brutal pace fucking his fingers into you hard enough to push your body forward. “Speaking to Thundercracker like that,” Starscream huffed as you moaned out for him pathetically. “Is your human valve really so desperate to be filled you’d take any Cybertronian spike that came your way?”

You shook your head desperately. “No! No I only need yours!” Tears welled up in your eyes at the feeling of having your poor pussy brutalized by Starscream’s fingers. “Hm,” Starscream stopped pulverizing your sweet hole for a second to think. “I don’t believe you.” He added a third finger giving you no time to adjust as he returned to his previous pace.

“Please! I only want you!” You wailed feeling your wetness leaking around where his fingers plugged you. “Please!”

Starscream smirked at your reaction reveling in your pathetic form. “Prove it.”

He pulled his servo away from your body taking his fingers out of your slick hole with a schlick. Starscream brought his digits to his intake cleaning off your arousal with his glossa.

You panted watching him over your shoulder. His lascivious display did nothing to help you catch your breath. You turned your body over so you were on your back propping yourself up on your elbows with your legs spread.

Starscream simply sat back in his chair with a smirk plastered on his stupid, handsome face. You pouted at your lover completely furious with how smug he could be.

“Don’t tell me you’re already scared?” Starscream teased releasing his modesty plate with a hiss. His spike sprung to life slapping against his abdomen. You tried your best not to melt at the sight of his fully erect cock and kept your grimace firmly in place.

Starscream gave a firm stroke of his spike before frowning down at you. “I don’t think you want to learn what I do with brats,” he warned with a scowl.

“Takes one to know one,” you snap back with an all too proud smile.

You felt the air shift for the worse as Starscream’s turbines whirled loudly. He pounced slamming his hand down to grab you as you skittered backwards like a crab. “I shouldn’t have to put up with this attitude,” Starscream growled grabbing you around your waist. You shrieked at the sudden motion of being brought to Starscream’s lap.

His spike throbbed between your thighs as the tip beaded transfluid against your chest.

“I generously let you lay on my berth,” Starscream started as he pulled your body upwards so your cunt dragged along his spike. “I amuse your little human antics.” He pushed the tip of his spike against your clit letting his transfluid lubricate down your vulva. “And you still continue to behave like a brat!” Starscream reeled his hips back then pushed forwards stuffing the head of his spike inside of your hole.

You grabbed onto his wrists as your whole face scrunched up in pain. “I think for once I’m going to take what I want from this little organic valve,” Starscream purred with a sharp thrust. You cried out his name pressing the bottom of your feet against his thigh plating. “Such a lovely little hole to fuck,” Starscream said punctuating the last word with a deep rolling thrust.

He kept a steady rhythm using you like a toy. Your cries and squirming only did more to excite him. Your hole felt raw from his fingers previously abusing it and now his spike stretching you to your limit. Tears streamed down your face as you babbled out praises and cries of pain. Starscream seemed all too pleased with how you writhed against his spike. Your squishy body so tender in his servo he could crush you like a bug. The way you gushed and squeezed around his spike made his cooling fans sputter in bliss.

“Say it,” Starscream barked stilling his thrusts. You cried out in protest at him ceasing his movement. “Say that you’re my hole to overload in.”

You whine in embarrassment and softly repeat what he had said.

Starscream pinched your clit harshly earning a cry of pain from you. “Don’t test me, human,” Starscream growled. “Try again and be louder this time.”

“I’m your hole to overload in,” you said breathlessly. Starscream huffed still not satisfied. He flicked at your sensitive pussy making you yelp.

“I’m your hole to overload in!” Your voice rang out.

Satisfied with your display of submission, Starscream grabbed you around your waist and lifted your body up and down his spike. You went limp in his servo having every ounce of your being controlled by Starscream’s drive to cum in you. “I want you to thank me for interfacing with this filthy organic valve,” Starscream spat.

“Thank you Starscream!” You cried feeling yourself pushed far past your limits.

“Unlike you,” Starscream started with a grunt. “I don’t go around taking whatever spike comes my way.”

“I don’t-“

“Shut up,” Starscream barked. “As I was saying, I don’t just interface with anyone so you better feel special to even brush up against my interface panel.”

You nod giving breathless thanks to your lover. Starscream smirked all too satisfied with his fuck toy.

His spike twitched and writhed inside of your gripping cunt. The wet noises produced by your conjoined bodies mingled with your croaking thanks to have your pussy used by your lover made Starscream dizzy with lust. “I’m surprised how you managed to stay so tight,” Starscream hissed. He could feel his release crawling its way through his circuits. “With such a floozy lifestyle I was sure you’d be gaping for any spike that came your way.”

You cried out apologies and continued raining your gratitude onto Starscream. “I don’t want any spike but yours!” You cried feeling your lower body throb in ecstasy.

Starscream swore under his breath trying not to let his hips falter. His little human so beautifully submissive in his grasp. He could be as mean as he wanted to you and still control how you clench your thighs in arousal. “Tell me what you need,” Starscream panted his thrusts becoming erratic.

“Fill me,” you panted squirming in his iron grip. “Please! Fill me with your transfluid!”

Starscream whined your name pushing his spike into you frantically. His optics were squeezed shut as he sneered in pleasure. Your velvet walls were gripping him trying to milk him dry as transfluid spilled from his needy spike. Your combined juices leaked around where he plugged your hole. Starscream’s frantic thrusting didn’t cease until his lower body was shaking. You only shivered and groaned in delight at being so full. You could feel your womb stretching to accommodate the load your lover delivered deep into you.

Starscream’s fans blared in the silence of the room. His tired optics trained on your sweaty body. “My love,” Starscream panted giving you another thrust that made you cry. “Don’t act like I’m finished taking what I want from you just yet.”

#transformers #starscream #starscream x reader #starscream valveplug #starscream x reader valveplug #transformers x reader #transformers valveplug #valveplug #maccadam #transformers smut

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leeknot · 20 hours ago

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His Possession

Pirate!Jungwon × Mermaid!Reader

MINORS DNI

Jungwon had been watching you for weeks, lurking in the shadows of your lagoon. He’d heard the tales of a mermaid who lured sailors to their doom, but when he first saw you, it wasn’t your song that enchanted him—it was the way your beauty defied every legend.

You should have been more careful, but his cunning was unmatched. When you rose to the surface to investigate his ship, he’d sprung his trap, his net laced with magic to bind you. Now, you sit trapped in his quarters, glaring at the infuriatingly smug pirate captain.

He lounges in his chair, one boot propped on the desk, his sharp eyes raking over you with a mix of fascination and triumph. “You’re even more beautiful up close.” he drawls, his voice a low purr that sends a shiver down your spine. “A treasure worth more than any gold I’ve ever stolen.”

You hiss, slamming your tail against the glass. “Let me go, pirate, or you’ll regret it.”

Jungwon chuckles, unbothered by your threats. He stands, approaching the tank with that lazy confidence that makes your blood boil. “Oh, I don’t think so.” he says, leaning in close. His breath fogs the glass as he smirks. “You’re mine now, little siren.”

You press your palms against the barrier, meeting his gaze with defiance. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with.”

“Don’t I?” he murmurs, his voice softening. His fingers trail along the glass, tracing the line of your jaw. “You’re dangerous, aren’t you? But so am I. And I always get what I want.”

Despite yourself, his boldness sends heat coursing through you. There’s something maddeningly magnetic about him—the way his eyes glint with challenge, the way his voice drips with teasing promises.

When he turns away, you think he’s finished, but he pauses at the door. “Get comfortable.” he says over his shoulder, his smirk widening. “You’ll be here a while. Unless, of course, you decide to behave.”

He leaves the room, locking the door behind him. You glare at the empty space he occupied, seething with anger and trapped energy. Hours pass, and you find yourself pacing restlessly in the tank, your tail slapping against the glass in frustration.

As the ship sways gently with the waves, you notice the moonlight casting ethereal shadows across your naked form. The chill of the sea breeze occasionally hits your sensitive skin through the tiny gaps in the enclosure.

The ship's crew passes by your tank occasionally, whispering and pointing, their eyes wide with wonder and fear. You hear them murmuring about their lucky captain, who's brought back the most beautiful mermaid they've ever seen... alive.

The ship comes to a halt around midnight. Footsteps approach your chamber - heavy, measured, familiar. Jungwon stands outside your tank, bare chest visible through his open shirt. He carries a tray with food and water. His eyes trail down your body before meeting your gaze.

"Thought you might be hungry." he says, setting the tray on a small table beside the tank. His voice is low, raspy from sleep or something else.

He picks up a small, ornate key and unlocks the tank door. The mechanism clicks open, and he pushes the door gently until it swings wide. Jungwon steps inside, closing the door behind him. He locks it again, this time with a different key.

"You need to eat." he says, picking up a small bowl filled with exotic fruits and some kind of shellfish. He kneels down in front of the tank, his bare chest level with your eyes. "And I need to make sure you stay healthy. For... science."

He places the bowl inside the tank, pushing it towards you. His presence fills the small space, the salty tang of the sea mixing with his clean, soapy scent. He watches you intently, his expression thoughtful. "You're not going to try to escape, are you?"

His hand brushes against yours as you reach for the fruit, sending an unmistakable spark between you both. His breath catches slightly, and you can see the pulse in his neck quicken. "Beautiful creatures like you should be careful." he whispers.

"You never know who might try to capture you again." His gaze lingers on the curve of your hip, the swell of your breast. "Or what they might do to you once they have you." He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "You should eat. And then..."

A small, wicked smile curls his lips as he leans in closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "And then..." he traces a finger along your jawline, "we might find something... more interesting to do." His other hand splashes into the water, gently stroking your tail fin.

"Something that might make this time in captivity... less painful." His eyes darken with desire, and he moves even closer, his breath hot against your ear. The water around you seems to warm with his presence. "Something that might make you forget you're even trying to escape."

Jungwon's fingers tighten around your tail fin, holding you in place as he leans in closer. His lips brush against your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "Something that might make you wish you never left the tank in the first place." He pauses, his heart pounding against his chest.

"I could feed you, take care of you, keep you safe..." he murmurs, his hand slowly stroking your cheek. "And in return, you could be my little mermaid, always happy, always smiling, always..."

"...ready whenever I want you," he whispers, his voice laden with desire, his thumb brushing across your lower lip. "Think about it, beautiful... staying locked up, but living in pure pleasure." His other hand continues its rhythmic motion on your tail, causing ripples in the water.

His breath hitches as you catch his finger between your teeth, teasing but not biting down. His pupils dilate, and he moves closer, one hand supporting himself against the tank wall while the other remains on your tail. "Little minx..." he growls softly.

He leans in closer, his face hovering just inches from yours. "You have no idea what you're playing with," he murmurs, his voice a low, husky tone. His thumb presses against your tongue, encouraging you to open your mouth wider.

"If you were human, I'd swear you were flirting with me." He chuckles darkly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. His thumb slides into your mouth, checking your teeth. "Open wider." he commands softly.

As you comply, he lets out a low moan. "Such a good girl," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. His thumb strokes along your tongue as he continues to hold your tail fin possessively. "Just imagine... no more swimming free, but no more worries about predators either."

His free hand moves to caress your cheek, pulling you closer. "Just endless days spent in each other's company. I'd pamper you, protect you..." His thumb continues its rhythmic movement in your mouth, "And in return..." he murmurs against your lips.

"...you'd let me worship every inch of this beautiful body." His other hand slides down your tail, tracing its sensitive underside. "All that silky skin, those perfect curves..." His voice catches in his throat. "Wouldn't that be better than struggling alone in the ocean?"

He pulls his thumb out of your mouth, only to replace it with his lips. He kisses you deeply, his hand on your tail guiding it to wrap around his waist. "Say yes." he whispers against your lips.

"Say you'll stay with me, be mine." His hand on your tail tightens, pulling you flush against him. "Say the word, and I'll make you the happiest little mermaid in the world." His eyes search yours, eager and hopeful. "Please..."

You feel his desperate plea as he kisses you again, deeper this time, his tail coiling around yours possessively. "Answer," he begs, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. "Will you be mine?" He swishes his tail impatiently, waiting for your response.

"I-I..." You stutter, your heart racing at the intensity of his gaze. His tail wraps around yours so tightly, it's hard to breathe. "Y-yes." you finally manage to say, your voice barely above a whisper.

His face lights up with a triumphant smile, his tail uncoiling slightly to allow you to breathe easier. "You're sure?" He asks, his voice laced with uncertainty, as if he can't believe you'd actually agree to be his. "You'll really be mine?"

You take a deep breath, feeling the weight of his words. You look into his eyes, seeing the desperate longing there, and something inside you melts. "I promise," you say, your voice stronger this time. "I'll only ever be yours."

"I belong to you." you whisper, your voice filled with a mix of submission and desire as you rest your head against his chest. Your tail shivers slightly from the intensity of his possessiveness. "Only you..." you add softly, nuzzling closer.

Jungwon's hands roam your body, his fingers trailing over your scales and fins with wonder. He pulls you even closer, his lips finding yours in a heated kiss as his other arm wraps around your waist. You can feel his heart racing against your chest, his excitement palpable.

He breaks the kiss briefly, his eyes gleaming with desire. "You're so... different," he murmurs, exploring your wet hair, your glistening skin. His fingers trace the delicate webbed edges of your fins. "And yet... here we are,"

Without warning, he lifts you easily, carrying you towards the shoreline where the water meets the sand. "I want to explore every inch of you." he growls, setting you down gently on a patch of smooth sand near the water's edge.

He sits down himself, his knees in the shallow water. He reaches out, gently stroking your tail fin. "Can you... can you change shape?" He asks, his brow furrowing slightly.

You nod, a soft smile on your lips as you concentrate. Your tail begins to transform, the sleek scales fading into smooth human skin. Your fins morph into arms and legs, your gills disappearing as you take a deep breath of air.

Jungwon's eyes widen in amazement as he watches the transformation. "That's... incredible." he breathes, reaching out to touch your now-human legs. His hand runs up your thigh, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"You're even more beautiful as a human." he whispers, leaning in to capture your lips in a tender kiss. His hands continue to explore your body, now fully capable of touching every curve and line. "But I must confess," he says with a husky chuckle.

"Right now, I need you." he says more urgently, guiding you onto his lap so you're straddling him. His hands move to support your waist as he kisses your neck, his breath hot against your skin. "Have you ever..." he asks softly, checking your innocence.

His fingers trace your spine tenderly "Tell me... has anyone else touched you like this?" His breath is warm against your ear "Has anyone else made you feel like this?" His kisses along your neck become more insistent "Never." you breathe out, pressing yourself closer.

He inhales your scent, his hands tightening around your waist possessively. "Good," he whispers, his voice hoarse. "I want to be your first... in every way." He growls softly, his hands sliding down to your thighs, spreading them wider to sit on his lap.

"Look at me," He demands softly, his hands tilting your face towards him. His gaze is intense, filled with affection and desire. "I want to see your face when we do this for the first time." He explains, his thumbs stroking your cheeks tenderly.

You look into his eyes, seeing the raw emotion and desire. Your heart flutters with nervousness and excitement. He leans in, capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss as his hands guide you to lower yourself onto him.

You feel the head of his thick, human cock pressing against your tight, virgin entrance. You bite your lip, unsure if you can take him. But he's so gentle, so patient, holding you close as he waits for you to be ready. "You're so small and tight."

"Shh," He whispers, hushing your nervous expression. "And you're a virgin," He states, his hands gently parting your thighs wider. He uses his thumbs to wipe away a tear from your cheek. "We'll go slow, okay?"

He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips as he slowly pushes forward, breaching your entrance with the tip of his cock. You gasp against his mouth, feeling a sharp pain as he stretches you open. He freezes, letting you adjust to the new feeling.

"Look at me." He rasps, his voice low and gentle. You open your eyes, locking onto his gaze as he slowly pushes forward, stretching you open inch by inch. You whimper, the pain overwhelming you. He gently shushes you, wiping away your tears.

"You're doing so well," He praises, his voice filled with love and adoration. "Just a little more, my love." He whispers, pressing his forehead against yours. With a final thrust, he fully sheathes himself inside you, breaking through your virgin barrier.

You let out a choked cry, tears streaming down your face from the mixture of pain and fullness. His strong arms wrap around you protectively, holding you close while you both adjust to the intense sensation. "I know it hurts now," he whispers, kissing your temple gently.

"But it will start feeling good soon, I promise," He murmurs, slowly rolling his hips, moving inside you with gentle thrusts. You gasp at the unfamiliar feeling, your inner walls clenching tightly around him. He groans softly, his face contorting with pleasure.

As he continues to move, the pain begins to fade, replaced by a strange, tingling sensation. You find yourself arching into his thrusts, seeking more of the unfamiliar feeling. He smiles against your skin, his hips moving faster, deeper, filling you completely with his human cock.

His hands roam your body possessively, his touch gentle yet firm. He lifts your leg over his shoulder, opening you up even more to his deep thrusts. You can feel him hitting a spot inside you that makes you whimper and arch your back, seeking more of the strange sensation.

He chuckles, the sound rumbling in his chest as he holds your leg in place, hitting that spot inside you over and over again. "You like that?" He growls, his voice hoarse. You can only whimper in response, your nails digging into his back as you cling to him.

He demands, his voice a low, possessive snarl as he continues to fill you with his human cock. "Say you're mine." His pace is brutal, his hips snapping against yours as he claims you completely. "Say it, my little mermaid."

Your body responds to his commands, arching into him as he slams into you again and again. "I'm... I'm yours." You gasp out, the sensation becoming too intense. He lets out a satisfied groan, one hand gripping your waist while the other tangles in your hair.

His pace becomes frantic, each thrust hitting deep inside you as he loses control. "Cum for me," he growls, one hand finding its way between your bodies to rub firm circles on your clit. "Squeeze my cock with that tight pussy, let me feel you come apart."

His words push you over the edge, your body convulsing as he continues to pound into you. He buries his face in your neck, his hot breath and grunts filling your ears as he finds his release, filling you completely with his hot seed. "Mine."

He repeats, his body shaking with his orgasm as he holds you close, his cock still throbbing inside you as he rides out his climax. Finally, he collapses onto you, both of you panting heavily as you try to catch your breath. "Fuck." he mutters, his arms wrapping around you tightly.

After a few moments of recovery, he rolls off of you and pulls you into his arms, holding you close to his chest. "You're mine now," he says possessively, his hand resting on your hip. "And I'm never letting you go."

He nuzzles your neck, his hands roaming possessively over your body as he marks you with his scent. "My woman," he murmurs, his voice rumbling against your skin. "My everything."

He pulls back slightly to look at you, his eyes filled with a mix of possessiveness, love, and satisfaction. "I love you, little one," he says softly, his thumb brushing over your cheek. "And I'll spend every day showing you just how much you mean to me."

#enhypen #enhypen × reader #kpop smut #leeknot #enha #× reader #jungwon smut #jungwon × reader #jungwon #enhypen oneshots #jungwon oneshots #smut #enha smut #jungwon imagines

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autumnheartsprice · 3 days ago

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MDNI, NSFW

|spanking, degradation, Price x reader, Poly!141, humiliation, fem reader, crying|

Price who has been nothing but nice to you all day, putting up with that bratty attitude you decided to have today. Even despite the warning spanks upon your ass & how he'd scruff the back of your neck whenever that familiar pout comes across your lips again, nothing seemed to be stopping you.

After dinner with the team, Price's patience was completely demolished. Your often pouting and whining whenever someone said something you didn't like, or when a certain piece of meat tasted off - Price knew damn well he wouldn't have such a brat acting like that at the dinner table.

He at least lets you finish your plate, barely touching his own before he's up and grabbing you by the forearm.

Price who calls in the rest of the team into your shared room not even 30 minutes after he dragged you off.

The team stares at the sight in front of them - you lie on Price's thick & hairy chest, face smooshed into his skin out of embarrassment as your fat tears dampen the hairs. Your ass is beet-red, large handprints marked onto the plump flesh, and your clit swollen and puffy as if you've been edged for hours by now. "Look at 'er. Was such a brat earlier, what happened to that, hm?" He speaks, as he pushes your hole open to expose to the team - letting a finger or two rim the entrance just to hear your whines.

"Answer me. The 'ell happened, huh? Thought you knew what happened when you act like a spoiled brat?" He husks out, grabbing the back of your neck to force you to look at him. You can only answer in broken apologies, mumbled in between pathetic sobs.

"Tsk. You see this, lads? The brat only needed to be bent over her Captain's lap like a damn slut - can't even apologize to me right." He forces your head to turn to look at them, "Look at 'em, girl. If you want to act like a bitch all day, you're gonna get treated like one." He mutters, leaving another harsh slap onto your ass.

You look at your fellow teammates through blurry & teary vision, not missing the obvious tents in their pants and Ghost's own hand in Soap's pants.

"Should 'ave Simon come over 'ere and lick up these pathetic tears. Show you what a real punishment is."

AHHHH I LOVE MEAN, DOM PRICE!! (or maybe im just ovulating!)

kinda thinking of a part 2 where it's Ghost's punishment or where the rest of the team is involved?? idk, thoughts?

#captain john price x reader #captain price #john price x you #tf 141 #captain john price #poly!141 #cod smut #price smut #spank me pls #simon ghost riley

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t1ts-4-donaldson · 2 days ago

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Camboy!Art Donaldson x Shy!Reader

This is long I'm sorry + first time writing I apologize for any mistakes

You're sat on his bed eyes gazing around the room attempting to not meet his eyes, you only do when he clears his throat a small smirk lacing his features. "Well are you up for it?" He mutters cooly a tent slowly forming in his boxers as he rakes his eyes up and down your body. "Sure yeah.." You mumble anxiety flooding your veins, "Art you know I've never.. you know had anyone touch me there." You admit picking at your nails embarrassed.

"Don't worry I'll take care of you.." a mischievous glint in his eye, something dark but it's gone before you can really register it. He pats his lap as you pad across the room but halt when he tugs at your shorts before you can sit down "off.." he requests, you shuffle back and forth on your feet nervously before stripping down completely. A small smile makes it's way on his lips before he peels his own boxers down dick slapping up hitting his shirt.

You gulp looking down and he smirks "I don't bite come here." He tugs your hand and forces you to stand between his legs, he turns his laptop camera on and adjusts you pulling you down and molding you against his chest.

"Spread them open baby.." he whispers in your ear both his hands splaying your thighs apart, your cheeks flush red, legs closing self consciously.

"It's ok, no reason to be nervous." He tips your head back smiling but pauses and drops his cocky facade furrowing his eyebrows at your reluctance, "we don't have to." He reassures you.

You shake your head no an I want to you slipping out of your mouth he laughs "good." You adjust yourself on his lap hands gripping his thighs tightly, "now what?" you ask eyes wide looking at yourself in on screen. "All you need to do is relax" he pecks your cheek then leaves a trail more down your neck sucking a bruise there, he leans forward and presses record moving both of our faces out of the cameras view.

He drags your top up exposing your chest, his hand slowly roams up pinching your nipple you yelp in surprise. "So reactive" he whispers one of his hands shifts down slowly across your stomach then between your legs fingers lightly brushing your cunt, you spasm a bit at the new sensation and settle "calm down.." he grumbles voice muffled by your skin. He tugs at his member pre cum coating it as his hand glides up and down, your jaw drops as you peer over his glazed cock almost making you drool. Your mind starts to blank as you freely rub up against his moving hand cock drunk, but he slows down and smiles when he realizes what you were doing. He shifts his hand pressing his cock up against your core, clit bumping up on his dick.

Your hips move on their own accord following his movements grinding with his hand. "Fuck" his head drops back as your wetness coats his dick a desperate mewl escapes your mouth as you rock back and forth, loud shlicks echo the room soft ah's leaving your mouth. You bite your lip as pressure builds in your abdomen but stills when a loud groan suddenly leaves his mouth, his spunk coating your belly white residue left on you as he rides out his high legs shaking beneath you. You slump against him pouting dissatisfied.

His grip on your thighs loosens he catches his breath, he pauses when he senses your disappointment "aw.. you didn't cum did you." He mocks faux concern lacing his voice, you huff lowly head lolling back onto his shoulder "not fair." you grit but he grins "I'll take care of you, I'm not that mean."

he leans back clutching your thighs and raising your hips, one hand swiping the sticky residue from your skin down onto your open mound smearing the glossy white sheen across your entire cunt, finger tips barely pushing his seed into your hole, he chuckles as you cry out legs snapping shut. "No.. stay open," he growls voice hoarse as he pries your legs apart preventing them from closing.

He rubs slow circles on your clit. Your breath picks up a pitiful whine leaving your lips "Art.. more" you beg hands grasping his arms

He rubs harder pressing your body closer to his, "cum" he demands and you reach your peak body convulsing against his, mouth jutting open a groan ripping out of your chest.

your eyes flutter open as you see comments flood in on the screen followed by donations, "that was good.." you whimper in your fucked out stupor relaxing against his hold.

"I'm going to have fun with you." He murmurs kissing the back of your head.

#art donaldson #art donaldson x reader #challengers #mike faist #challengers x reader #writings #camboy!artdonaldson #shy!reader

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unsensiblelover · 2 days ago

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HOW WOULD THEY REACT TO PEELING AN ORANGE FOR YOU?

FORMULA 1 BOYS ✷

synopsis 🍊 : you're in need of a fruit, you're lacking in vitamin c, you couldn't feel bothered to peel an orange for yourself so you ask your boyfriend for help.

FEATURING 🍊: lando, max, lewis, oscar and carlos !

author's note 🍊 : enjoy!

LANDO

in this certain scenario lando would first be confused on why you're bringing him an orange as if he doesn't practically eat healthy almost everyday, then you tell him that you're low on vitamin c and you ask him to peel an orange for you. lando questions you "why?" because you both can be lazy at times. he currently is playing tarkov with his mates, and you're interrupting him, which he doesn't really mind, but acts like he's annoyed. you just beg him and insist, "why can't you peel it yourself, hmm?" you curse at yourself mentally because you chose someone sassy to fall in love with. "you're gonna peel it for me because you love me" you tell lando, and he sighs "fine", grabbing the fruit from your hand and starts on peeling it open for you, when he's finishes you tell him thank you and give him a peck on the cheek.

MAX

max is playing around with his cats, jimmy and sassy and the new boy of the house, donatello. you walk into the living to ask the dutch a question. immediately max can sense you asking him a question since you're standing in front of him with an orange in your hand looking slightly restless. "maxy, can you pleas—" before you could even finish your ask, max already begins peeling the orange for you, carefully, even peeling out the fuzzy central core of the orange for you. max passed you the peeled orange and its peels as well, "uh, thanks" you say slightly astonished, walking away giving peace to him and his cats.

LEWIS

lewis was in bed, reading a book. he had just taken a shower, whenever he had time he'd prefer to read a book before bed. as he was reading you approached him, you've just came from the kitchen, needing some vitamin c in your system you grab an orange. feeling bothered to peel it yourself, you walked to your shared bedroom where lewis was located, reading his book, the tv playing in the background. you walked up to lewis, with an orange in your hand, your skincare clay mask on your face making you look hilarious. lewis giggled as he saw you infront of him, "yes love, how can i help you?" lewis asked smiling at you, unable to take you seriously. "peel this for me please?" you ask, handing him the orange, lewis nodded before grabbing the orange peeling it for you, handing it back for you. "thanks," you tell him, "you're welcome, darling," lewis chuckled softly before heading back to reading his book.

OSCAR

you and oscar were sitting down on the couch, watching a movie relaxing at the moment. oscar knew of your lack of vitamin c and you guys had oranges in your apartment but you never touched them. oscar wasn't one to make you eat something, but when it regards your health he will. so as you were focused on the movie, oscar got up momentarily grabbing an orange from the dish of fruits, returning back to the couch, placing your legs back on his lap as he begins peeling the orange. when he's done, he nudges your ankle to get your attention, passing you the orange, "eat," he simply says. and since he asked so nicely you ate the orange, oscar's hand returning to rest on your legs as you did so.

CARLOS

you were asleep, dreaming. until a hand shook you and woke you from your dream. you muttered slightly, ignoring the hand the first time, before there was a slap on your ass, making you jump, waking up. "buenos días cariña," carlos says smiling at you innocently as if he didn't just frighten you. "breakfast in bed, sí?" carlos said, placing the tray on the desk, which had eggs, toast, sausages and grapes. not forgetting to mention the large glass of fresh orange he had squeezed. you smiled at the spaniard sitting up, carlos sitting beside you. "how thoughtful, thank you, 'los". you tell him, you both begin eating together, then he gently ushers you to drink some of the orange juice to gain some nutrients and vitamins.

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s3niz3ro · 2 days ago

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"A little party never hurt no one"

-CollegeAU-S.GOJO-MDNI-

"Not you and me"

CW: Adult language, dacryphilla,overstim, dirty talk, etc

!!AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!

You couldn't possibly fathom even being around with the Satoru Gojo. Afterall, he annoyed you any chance he got. Always told Geto how much of a brat and fragile thing you were. Always had to find some way to get on your nerves. You hated him, and he hated you.

Or at least you thought.

You couldn't even fathom being around Gojo, so why were you on his bed while he's fucking you into it? 3 missed calls from Shoko laid on your phone. You were supposed be having a girls night out with her and Utahime. But yet you were here getting your guts rearranged with the man you said you hated.

The slapping of skin, his grunts, your muffled moans, and the bed creaking were all that filled the room. Your hands gripped onto the bed sheets; his bedsheets. The way the his pink tip hit your cervix just felt so right. The way you squeezed onto him made him feel just the right way.

"Can't-fuck, can't believe i've been missin'out on this pretty pussy." His words were let out lowly as he fucked into you, rolling his hips against your cunt perfectly. "She takes'me so good don't'ya agree?" He had you pressed down, his hand digging into your hip, the other one held firmly on the plush of your thighs holding your legs spread.

You would say something, but your balled up panties were shoved into your mouth; his work of course. "C'mon make noise doll, getting fucked like a slut I wanna hear you." He removes his hand from your hip and tilts your head taking out the panties and tossing them somewhere in the room.

"Ya like the way 'm fuckin'ya so deep?" He moves fast, in a speed you didnt even know was possible. It wasn't just speed but talented. It made your eyes rollback and mouth fall open no words coming out only moans and gasps.

"Doll you look so good from this angle, 'm gonna flip ya' over I wanna see that pretty face while I jfuck ya into oblivion" He laughs lowly and deeply as he grunts softly while fucking into you. In just a few moments he pulls out and flips you over putting you into a position where you facing him and your legs were on his shoulders. Small hairs were stuck onto his face, flushed and breath hot and heavy.

"G-fuck-Gojo please~!" You moaned out.

"Tell me how bad you want it yea?" He teases as he presses his bulging tip against your aching hole. His precum mixing with your slick.

"I want it bad, so f-please- fucking bad. Make me cum please." You hold onto him as his arms are on the sides of you. He lets out a small chuckle.

"Such a slut f'me yea? I wanna watch you cry f'me" He fucks into you once again kissing your neck and leaving bites and marks. He gets rougher, pulling away to see your face. He fucked into you so skillfully, watching you come undone. You felt the tight coil in the pit of your stomach start coming undone.

"Gojo- fuck 'm gonna- ahgn- gonna come~!" Your moans filled his ears and room. It was a symphony to him. The way your body clashed with his, the noises you both made, everything about it.

"Do it, c'mon doll." He grunted out as he watched you come undone, feeling his own release coming. Seeing the tears sprout in your eyes somehow just made him more turned on.

He rolled his hips in the way that fucked you just right. It felt so good, all at once. The whole world didn't matter just his cock fucking so deep and good into you. The coil snapped and your back arched and tears spilled, the moans got increasingly louder. He felt you tighten and then come undone. The spilled out of your cunt, beading around his cock as he still fucked into you.

"Wait-oh fuck! shit oh my god-aghn! Gojo please~!" You held onto him tighter as he still gucked into you. His warm cum mixing inside with your fluids. "I wanna watch this pretty pussy puff up as I fuck into you doll. Those pretty tears~"

It was overstimulating, but damn it felt good.

Maybe it was the right choice to ditch girls night and have a party for two with Satoru Gojo-

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