#or lay between his legs and just lay on top of him like he’s a pillow or smth

[ikeubaekgu]

ENHYPEN HYUNG LINE EATING PUSSYYYYY

first work guys!! support pleaseee <3333

HEESEUNG | is a weak man when it comes to your pleasure. he would do anything in his power to hear your pretty sounds, he will do anything to see you writhe and shake underneath his weight, so gorgeous for him when your eyes roll all the way in the back of your skull and your plump lips part in pleasure when he’s working his magic on you. so don’t be surprised when he wants you to enjoy the sight too! getting you on your knees and facing a mirror as he spreads your ass cheeks open, relishing in the way your greedy little cunt clenches even without him doing anything to it. loving the way your body jumps forward slightly when he spits on your hole before completely digging in, hot tongue relentlessly fucking into your heat. he would be so messy, a mix of his spit and your juices just running down his chin and getting all over his sheets. he’d be grunting in pleasure and mumbling against your cunt to keep your eyes on yourself baby, literally working himself up by just thinking about how gorgeous you must look as you get near your orgasm. he gets so needy for your release he grabs your hips and fucks you back on his tongue, so harshly and fast your arms just collapse because it feels too good. poor little thing, your face smushed against his sheets as you get all your pretty makeup and drool on it, hee turning you into a dumb little slut with his tongue only.

JAY | always loves to eat you out, but he enjoys doing it particularly when you’re tired or you’ve had a rough day. he loves pampering and taking care of you, and it’s no different when he lays back and urges you to get on top of him with that signature lopsided smirk of his. he’s so gentle when he slides his hands all over your thighs and ass, caressing them with such care, his eyes glimmering as he encourages you to fully sit on him, to let him take care of you, angel girl. his movements would be so slow, agonizingly so. he wants you to just put all your weight on him and relax, let him worship you like the goddess you are in his mind. he’d keep his eyes closed, savoring every single moment too as he slides his tongue along your slit, gently circling your clit a few times and humping the air when he feels just how responsive you are to his touch, no matter how slight. totally slides his hands up to your lower back and hips, the contrast between his rough hands but careful grip sending shivers through your entire body, especially when he parts from your heat for a second to just whisper how much he loves you, how much he loves this cunt and how good you taste, before diving back in and rocking your body back on forth on his tongue until you make a mess all over his mouth.

JAKE | is so fucking nasty. he would spend every waking hour between your thighs if he could, and he does try. it gets to a point where sometimes you feel a little bad, you want to return the favor but everytime he just asks for you to just let him eat your cunt once more? you don’t seem to get that he does this for his pleasure too. he just loves your pussy and her taste so bad.

still, you also want to pleasure him. so why not suck his cock while he eats you out? the best of both worlds! and he becomes absolutely obsessed with it. just shamelessly thrusting his hips up into your mouth as he groans and moans and pants against your wet hole. he’s just so happy you let him eat you out as much as he wants now. he loves sucking on your clit, making downright obscene sounds, while fingering your cunt open with his thick and long digits, always challenging you to fit more and more. you’re so drenched sometimes he thinks he could fit his whole hand inside you. would literally hold your legs around his face after you come, because it’s still not enough. so into overstimulating the shit out of you, to the point you’re not even really sucking his cock anymore but doing something closer to gagging on it as he fucks your mouth. don't even think about squirting in his mouth because he will fuck it back inside you and try to get you to do that again. just insatiable.

SUNGHOON | is a lot more meticulous when he’s stressed or irritated. he likes to use every single toy he can think of on you, especially when he’s eating you out. there’s vulnerability in letting someone else pleasure you like that, and he loves to make sure you never forget that. making you hold your own legs so you’re bent all nicely for him, giving him the freedom of doing absolutely anything he wants to you. his bushy eyebrows furrowed as he keeps his eyes on your tits, your pretty clit delicious in his mouth as he sucks on it while slowly inching one of your dildos inside your hole. because of course, you think you’re so slick owning all of this nasty shit. well he can use that better too, he just knows your body so well. slowly teasing the toy in like he would his own tip, making you beg just for some stupid plaything like you would for his thick cock. and if you did anything to make him mad like the slutty brat you are, don’t even think about letting your legs go for even a second, no matter how good his mouth feels. because he will stop and strip your peak right under you. opting instead to land repeated slaps right on your clit, telling you that’s all you’ll get, cum like this and show him you're sorry, show him how good you are. and you do. you squirt around nothing, soaking your own hands that are still holding your thighs open, tight little hole convulsing like it’s begging for anything to fill it up. and while hoon is finally calming down and going back to your usually loving boyfriend, he thinks he just might give it something for real this time.

[impala-dreamer]

Crazy On You

A Tale from The MCU

~ On a trip up state, things get a little spicy when the rumble of Bucky's engine gets you going...~

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

2,158 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Exhibitionism (Sex in a Public Place), Oral, Fingering, Sexy Stuff. 

A/N: For @feelmyroarrrr... I pictured Bucky from FATWS, but you can put this anywhere you'd like ;) - Also, I published this in Feb 2024, before we got Bucky in the Thunderbolts trailer, so I thought it was time to bring it over here finally lol

Wind is whipping around you with hurricane force, stinging as it hits your exposed cheeks. It prickles your skin and sweeps the hair off of your neck. It’s cold and invasive, but it feels good as the summer sun beats down upon your shoulders. The wind and heat fight for dominance and your body is the battleground. 

A bump in the road jerks your spine and you lean forward, arms tightening around Bucky’s waist. He’s steering the motorcycle with expert precision, but he’s no match for the pothole-marred blacktop of New York State. Another dip makes you gasp and he cocks his head back a bit, yelling over the wind. 

“You OK back there?” 

You give him a squeeze and press your chin to his shoulder. The metal beneath his leather jacket gives you pause, but it doesn’t bother you- it’s just another reminder of how remarkable he is. 

“I’m great!” you holler back. “But this road sucks!” 

He smiles into the wind and leans slightly to the left, following the curve of the road. The Sawmill River Parkway is treacherous and exciting. 

“Well, hold on, Doll,” he warns. “It only gets worse!”

The road winds around and back again, dodging towns and skirting the edge of the Hudson River as it leads them out of the city. Skyscrapers and brownstones give way to long stretches of trees and the bright green blurs in your peripheral. 

As you drive, arms clasped around his firm body, your thoughts begin to drift. The engine is roaring and the thin seat vibrates between your legs, setting off an array of images in your mind. You clench your thighs as the Bucky revs the motor, hold your breath as you feel the strong muscles in his back tense against your chest. Slowly, you unclutch your right hand and snake it up to lay flat against his heart. His heart is pounding; his body firm and warm. You close your eyes and let your fingers glide downwards, coveting the dips of his abs. Your mouth waters as you envision running your tongue over every bump. 

The road swerves and you hang on; centrifugal force and Bucky’s strong body keeping you in place while the bike leans to the right. Your nails dig into the soft gray fabric of his tee and he shivers. You can feel it as strongly as you can feel the vibrations through your jeans. 

He picks up speed, easily overtaking the white Mazda to your left. You let out a laugh and turn to watch the darkened windshield fade into the background. There’s nothing that can catch you now. No government agency giving chase in an SUV behind you; no preternatural force pinning for your blood beyond the cliff to your right. There’s nothing but the sun and the wind and the soaking arousal between your legs. 

You pass another car and your body starts to shake. Every rev, every bump, every tiny oscillation of the engine makes your pussy throb. The bike seems connected to you- it turns, you ease to the side with it. It screams, your body aches. It creeps over the jagged road top, your blood zings.

“Fuck!”

Bucky tenses at your shout, hands tightening on the handlebars. He holds steady.

“What's going on?” His voice is drenched in concern, evident even over the howl of the traffic.

“Nothing.”

You brush him off but he doesn't believe you. Something lies hidden in your voice and the way your fingers keep curling against his stomach tells him there's trouble. 

He growls your name through a clenched jaw. “Y/N…”

As a shudder of pleasure whips down your body, you lean into his back and press your lips to his ear.

“I'm good! But we should pull over soon…”

Before he can solicit more information, you drag a hand down his stomach and cup his jeans.

The bike swings a bit to the right.

Bucky clears his throat, gives his head a little shake to clear his mind.

“Hang on!”

A sign ahead tells of a scenic overlook two miles down the road, but you’re not sure you can make it. The rumbling has taken over any bit of nervousness from racing down the parkway on the back of a bike, and all you want to do is get his hands on you. 

The bike picks up speed and passes a black Camry. 

The trees have grown more dense so far from The Bronx and the stench of a hot summer day has long ago died away. 

Your desire is so intense that it’s taking all your strength to hold on, to not nibble at his ear or reach inside his tight jeans. He needs to concentrate even if you can’t. He needs to focus on the road even if your focus is on the heartbeat pulsing in your cunt. He needs to stay sharp even if your eyes are blurry and the scenery is sliding by like thinned paint dripping down a canvas. 

Finally, he signals and takes the exit, following a giant blue sign towards the rest area. 

Black top gives way to gravel; the noisy traffic fades away. Bucky pulls into a spot cliffside and cuts the engine. There’s a momentary shock as your ears try to readjust to the quiet, and then you hear his gruff voice and all is well. 

“What’s going on?” he asks, dropping the kickstand and moving to get up. “You OK?” 

Teeth stuck in your bottom lip, you watch him dismount, dragging your gaze down over his solid frame. His shirt is terribly tight; the leather jacket formed spectacularly around his muscular arms and shoulders. The jeans are soft and bite into him in all the ways you crave to.

“Oh, I’m good…”

There’s a sparkle in your eyes that makes him smirk. “Really? Ya seem a little… worked up.” 

Your mouth waters for him and you squirm over the leather seat, ready to attack. “Very.” 

Bucky grins and presses his tongue between his front teeth. You feel the urge to taste it and carefully climb off of the ride. 

“Very, huh?” He takes a breath and looks around. The outlook is clear; prying eyes are nowhere around. “You couldn’t have waited till we got upstate? We have a room, ya know.” 

All thoughts besides getting your lips on him are gone and your vision narrows in on your target. You lunge forward and pray he’ll keep his balance and not send you both tumbling into the river. 

His footing is sure. His arms are strong and his kiss is unforgiving. 

“Fuck, I need you so bad,” you moan, sunshine hitting your face as his tongue sweeps over your pulse. His teeth scrape the delicate skin of your throat and you claw at his shoulder. “Need you now!”

A hard shove to his chest knocks him back half a step and you drop to your knees in the dusty gravel. Bucky sucks in a deep breath and turns his back to the parkway. 

“You sure about this?” he asks, shooting a glance over his shoulder. Cars speed past in the distance, no one the wiser. 

You tugged at his belt. “So sure…”

One leather end flaps to the left. 

The buckle dangles over his thick thigh.

You fumble with the zipper and there's a hiss from above as Bucky fears for his manhood. Quickly, he closes his hand over yours and takes over, saving himself as you stare, drooling and impatient.

“You’re certainly all worked up, Doll,” he teases, licking his lip as you stare up in utter submission, silently begging for his cock. 

“Aren’t you? That ride… the engine… the-” 

A gasp cuts you off when his dick appears. Bucky pulls it free of his briefs and the sun strikes his velvety skin. He pushes his hips forward slightly and your lips open automatically. Without further invitation, you lean forward and land a wet kiss over the tip. Bucky sucks in a breath and you smile, finally getting what you’ve been dying for. 

You flick your tongue over his slit and then drag it slowly down, wetting his quickly growing shaft. 

“Fuck, Y/N/N… feels so good.” 

You look up with bright eyes and bob your partially opened mouth over his swelling head. Bucky’s upper lip quivers and he sneers with escalating desire. He dips his chin and smiles softly. A delicate finger sweeps over your forehead and curls around your ear. He urges you forward and you comply, sliding your lips down his cock. You can feel him harden on your tongue, taste the salty tang of him, smell his summer musk. It drives you wild and you swallow around him, wanting to savor every drop. 

“Damn it…” Bucky rolls his hips and your eyes flutter back. “You’re a needy little cocksucker, aren’t you?” 

Your mumbled response makes him moan and you pull back with a wet pop. 

He shakes his head teasingly and lays his metal hand on the nape of your neck. “Don’t stop.” 

The cold metal makes you shiver as he guides you back down. His touch is easy but you can feel the pent up force. He holds back with you, gentle but boiling with power. There’s never any fear when you’re with him, never a reason to think, even when he’s grabbing at your tits or fucking you on the vibranium, that he’ll do you any harm. Maybe a bruise or two, but it’s never something you don’t ask for. 

He sets the pace, jerking his hips and pushing at your head in rhythmic succession. Drool spills down your chin, puddling on the gravel beneath your knees. The sun beats down, hot and wonderful. Traffic flows in the distance, clouds drift overhead. 

Bucky fists your hair and snaps his hips, burying his cock down your throat. You gag and claw at his muscular thighs as his seed floods your mouth. He groans loudly as he comes and it echoes off the cliff like a roar in the jungle.

Before you can swallow it all, he’s got you on your feet, dragging you to standing and crushing you against his chest. He paws at your tits and locks his metal arm behind your back, holding you steady. 

“Bucky…” 

He kisses away your words, driving his tongue deep between your lips. He can taste himself there and it stirs his desire again. You can feel him push against your belly and your pussy leaks for him. 

“Please…”

Again, he shoves his tongue into your mouth, silencing your cries while snaking his free hand into your jeans. He pops the button without hesitation and eases his way into your panties. You’re already soaked and he hums at the feeling as your wet heat spreads over his fingers. 

His cold fingers splay open across your back and your body goes weak, cradled by his touch, safe from falling. 

He touches you with expert precision, jabbing two fingers deep into your cunt while his thumb rubs circles over your clit. You hold your breath, afraid to scream with pleasure and alert any passersby. Bucky doesn’t seem to care if you’re found out, and does his best to pull moan after moan from your swollen lips. 

“That’s it,” he whispers, staring down into your glazed eyes. “Gonna come for me like a good girl, yeah?” 

You manage a nod as he crooks his finger against your g spot. 

“Out here in the open where anyone could see.” 

“Yes…” 

Your voice is as shaky as your legs and the pressure of his hand increases. Pleasure swells inside and he can feel your body pulsing. 

“There you go, Doll.” He rubs faster, fucks a little harder. “Let go and come for me.” 

It hits like a crack of lightning and Bucky holds you steady, fucking you through the crest of your orgasm and sucking down your cry. He licks at your lips, caresses your aching cunt, hums in amazed approval. 

“You’re perfect,” he whispers, slowly removing his hand from your jeans. 

You grab his hand, still shuddering from the bliss, and tug his fingers to your mouth. He bites his lip, watching with darkening blue eyes as you lick him clean. 

“Goddammit, we gotta get to that hotel soon.”

You laugh and let his hand fall free. “Only a little longer, right?” You blink innocently and brush a finger over his new erection. 

He shivers and pops the tip of his tongue between his teeth, counting the miles till he can get you in bed. 

“If we rush, I can get us there in thirty minutes,” he offers.

Reaching up, you cup your hand around the back of his neck and pull him down for a final kiss. He moans and holds you tighter, wanting more, wanting to rip you apart and have his way. 

You push back after a long moment and wink. 

“Better make it twenty…”

[nxtaliaistyping]

Tim drake + recording sex 👀? Or like FaceTime sex? 👀

FaceTime sex with Tim Drake <3

18+ nsfw, fem reader, sub tim because I couldn’t help myself :(

You’d often compared Tim to something akin to a puppy. Not in a derogatory way of course, it’s just the way he was. He was just so desperate to please, so happy to make you happy, and especially so excited to see his beloved all the time. So naturally he doesn’t like to leave you for any stretch of time.

But when his brother Dick had offered for them both to have some bonding time in Blüdhaven, he couldn’t say no (and of course by bonding time, you know that really means beating up whatever drug gang Nightwing had been tracking together.)

However now, as Tim lays in the bed in the posh hotel Bruce had insisted on paying for him to stay in, he realises how right you are. He does feel like a needy puppy, his cock rock hard in his boxers as he thought about how sweetly you kissed his cheek goodbye. It really did make him feel like a perv, but as you ask to FaceTime him so innocently over text, his fingers practically shake as he presses the call button.

“Hi babe.” He says quickly when you answer, trying to seem normal. You however, see straight through this deception.

So that’s how you get him to strip for you, with the promise of tugging your shirt up to reveal your tits. Glancing at your phone screen, your eyes are immediately drawn to his cock, leaky and red at the tip as he looks at you with slightly glassy eyes.

“M’sorry, I-i was just thinking about you and-“

“Awe.” You coo at him, rewarding him with the sight of your breasts. “Got that hard thinking about me?”

He nods, reaching down and grasping the base of his shaft. A slight hiss escapes him, and with a slight nod from you begins to move slowly up and down.

“Miss you so bad…” he breathes out, and the sincerity bleeds through his cadence.

“Miss you too Tim.”

“Can you…” he trails off, flicking his wrist over his cock head in the way that makes him shiver, “can you touch yourself too?”

Always one to please, you laugh softly at his request before relenting and tugging your bottoms off, fingers trailing between your legs. You prop your phone up so the camera can observe your whole body, making a show of tracing your fingertips up your inner thighs and rubbing a finger along your wet folds. All of this was worth it for the gasp that escapes your boyfriend’s lips.

“So pretty…god you’re so fucking pretty.” He gets out, hand increasing its pace over his dick.

You feel yourself flushing at the praise, now pleasuring yourself properly. “You too.”

There was something that felt so naughty, so taboo to be masturbating in front of the lense of your phone, knowing that Tim was on the other end doing the same thing for you.

“Fuck, miss you so badly. Baby I need you.” He says desperately, fucking his fist more vigorously now as your own fingers speed up.

“I know…I know, I miss you too.” You reply, eyes firmly on the way he touches himself. God you wish you could run your nails along his abs, feeling his body shiver and writhe beneath you.

“Need you to ride me birdie, oh fuck.” His voice gets more and more desperate as his fantasies play out in the back of his mind. You on top, moving your hips rhythmically to feel his cock reaching the deepest and most delicious parts of you.

You both are moving so much your respective cameras rock and shake, but it doesn’t matter. So caught up in the sensations you both are feeling, emphasised by the visual of each other doing the same thing.

It’s Tim that finishes first, with a soft cry he spills all over his abdomen and hand. His breaths are heavy and stuttery, expansive chest heaving as he looks down at the mess he’s made. How sweet and vulnerable he looks just makes your cunt throb, fingers strumming against your clit with reckless abandon.

“Want you to cum.” He says, staring at your image on his screen while his fingers absentmindedly rub the cum on his skin.

It doesn’t take long before you cry out in pleasure, cumming for him just like he plead for. You remove your fingers, wet with your juices, before holding it up to the camera. His eyes go wide as he moves his phone closer. With a smirk, you lick your wetness off, causing a slight whimper to escape him.

“Baby…no fair.” He mutters, shifting as his spent cock is wracked by a pathetic twitch.

“Sorry.” You giggle, not meaning the apology whatsoever. “Can’t wait for you to be back.”

“Me neither. Gonna make you cum at least three times.”

“That a promise, pretty boy?”

He gives you a sleepy but cheeky grin. “A guarantee, birdie.”

[https-murdock]

All Yours - Matt Murdock

summary: after a bad day, all you can think about is Matt - all he can think about he making you relax.

word count: 835 (lil one!)

warnings: smut with plot! (i’m getting better at adding plot to porn lol), oral f receiving, super fluff

note: i feel like ive used this pic for a fic before ?? so if anyone knows which one let me know and ill change it lol <3 enjoy

Walking in through the apartment door, you’d expect for the weight of the world to fall from your shoulders - but when you don’t see Matt’s glasses on the side, next to his cane, things feel a lot heavier.

“Matt?” You call, dropping everything near the door and collapsing onto the couch, mind spinning with things that have happened through the day. How much you’d give to see him.

Just as the tears were starting to prick at your eyes, the door flings open with that usual sense of urgency he always has.

“Hi sweetheart, sorry got caught up-“ Matt says, starting to explain what his day entailed but in the blink of an eye you’re in front of him, arms wrapped around his shoulders and head against his chest just listening to his breathing. “Woah, hey… y’ok?” he smiles, and he can hear the way your heart starts to race at the question.

“Yeah just… bad day.” You say, cheeks squished into his chest, his gentle heartbeat soothing you slightly.

Dropping his cane to the floor and throwing his glasses to the kitchen side, he scoops you up into his arms, bridal style.

“Missed you.” You mutter, feeling suddenly weightless under his strength.

“I’ll make you feel better,” He starts, and by the time you open your eyes he’s laying you down on the bed, “Missed you all day. wanna make you feel so much better.” You wonder if he’s more so just telling himself what he’s going to do with you.

“You just take whatever you want, i’ll just lie here.” You giggle, giving him his free pass to have his way with you. You could always say that to him in confidence, knowing that no matter what he chose to do, your safety was always at the forefront of his mind.

“No no, shhh, it’ss about you.” He lets his hand find your mouth, gently covering it and keeping you quiet. “Let me do that, you don’t say a word. just wanna hear those pretty little moans.”

His fingers dance up your waist, lifting your shirt over your head, and if you listen closely you can hear the small whispers of praise he’s speaking into your skin, lips trailing across your stomach.

Next thing you know, his soft touches have brought your clothes to the floor, leaving you stark in front of him - body begging for more from him. He’s in his boxers, head nestled between your legs, leaving little kisses splayed across your thighs.

“Matt-“ You begin, almost forgetting he set the rule of no words to come from you, before he speaks again, “sweetheart, shhh, just let me do this. lay back, i’ll relax you.” He giggles, and the display of happiness from him almost relaxes you enough to finish right there.

You let your head hit the pillows behind you, finally feeling him place a slight kiss to your clit, a gasp escaping your chest at such a soft feeling.

Finally, Matt lets his tongue delve deeper to where he is craving to be - licking a gentle yet strong stripe from top to bottom, his tongue finishing on your clit by leaving behind a gentle suck. You can tell he’s relishing in the sound of the moans he’s already grasping from you.

“You’re still the most gorgeous person i’ve ever seen, even when you’re so wet for me.” He says, reaching up to pick at both nipples at the same time, earning a very loud “Fuck, Matt.” from your chest.

He continues his gentle assault on you, sucking and kitten-licking on your clit and moaning as he’s tasting as much of you as he can access - the vibrations of his low voice running up your spine and setting off goosebumps across your skin.

“Oh-Shit…” You moan, voice running higher pitched at the end as he lets his teeth graze across your folds, your hands finding his hair and gripping.

You pull softly on his dark hair, eliciting a moan from him again - your body telling you that it was inching closer to that mind blowing orgasm he always gave you.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re close.” he’s saying, hands moving yours from his hair to clasp them down at your sides, his fingers intertwining with yours.

Again, he grazes his teeth so softly you can barely feel it across your clit, and that’s when you snap - falling into an ear ringing, eye rolling orgasm, back arching so far off the bed that Matt has to crawl up slightly to keep up with where you’re taking him.

As you start to come down from your high, Matt is holding himself above you, muscles rippling with his strength.

Your ears come to, and the sounds of all the traffic outside bring you back to earth.

“Can’t believe you’re all mine.” He trails off, almost sounding like he wants to say more but can’t find the words, until your mind is ready to speak, “All yours.”

— tags —

@lambmurdock @parker-murdock @silas-aeiou @blushingrn @audreyclimbs

[mustainegf]

making a baby with ‘04 james 🤤🤤

BABY MAKING WITH ANY JAMES ERA IS UDGDGDHDSGSGG

𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ²⁰⁰⁴

James warm lips sucked and worshipped my skin, trailing dark hickies over my throat and breasts, each mark infused with love.

"Ah. mm.. Fuck, James," I whined, hands combing through his long hair.

We were sprawled out in bed, the curtains drawn.

The room wasn't very bright, but I could see every detail of James' naked body. He was so handsome.

"We'll get you pregnant, honey... don't you worry..." he rasped, kissing and sucking up my neck, his hands kneading my breasts.

"P-please... please, James.."

"I know." he whispered over my skin. I shivered as his hand sunk lower, reaching to you with my sensitive nub.

His thick fingers worked me, dipping inside until I moaned softly and pressed myself against him. He slipped a second finger into me, curling them just right before drawing them back. "Doin' so good... don't you worry, baby. Were gonna have a beautiful, baby..."

I was going to be ovulating in a few days, so this was James and I's window to conceive. We'd been trying for months now. But James had been very sweet and attentive.

We made sure that our sex life didn't suffer due to the stress of not being able to conceive yet. And we'd definitely been having plenty of sex... James' passion for me turned me on so much.

It would make me wet just hearing him talk about me finally getting pregnant, feeling him caress my belly, or kiss my shoulders. There was something intensely erotic about it all... "Mhmm, yesss..."

I moaned when James drove two more fingers deep inside me. My head fell back as his thumb rolled across my clit. His breath teased my ear.

"Mm, fuck!"

he growled in a soft voice. " Yes, baby?" He asked.

That simple word from him, it did such wonders for me. Just hearing him call me 'baby,' brought me pleasure like nothing else. "Fuck me, James," I begged.

"Oh yeah?" James chuckled lightly, pulling his fingers out and laying down next to me. "Yes!" I panted, looking at him. He reached down between us and took himself in his hand.

Ileaned forward, pressing myself against him. I looked down at where his cock lay heavy on his stomach. "James.." I breathed. I bit my lip, waiting.

Finally, he started stroking himself. Slowly at first, then picking up speed as he held my gaze. "Look at me, baby," he murmured. "Look at me... look how hard you're making me."

I looked at him, watching his cock slide in and out of his fist, feeling my pussy clenching around empty air. "You like seeing me do this for you?" "Y-yes," I whimpered.

"'ll get you pregnant, sweetheart. Don't worry..." he whispered, helping me on top of him to straddle his legs.

I sat up, leaning towards him, laying on his chest.

"Ahh.." he groaned, eyes fluttering closed as I rubbed my soaked mound against his length. "Do you want me to put it in?" he asked huskily, wrapping an arm around me.

His other hand trailed up my side. "Please," I whispered, and his thick cock immediately found its way to my entrance. A muffled sound escaped his mouth as he slid into me, filling me completely.

"Breathe, honey.." he whispered, wrapping his arms right around my waist.

He squeezed and pulled me down onto him, trapping me close to his body. I gasped as he moved inside me, thrusting up into me in slow, deliberate movements. His hot breath hit the shell of my ear.

"I love you..." James hummed, holding me too good chest as he thrusted up.

My thighs clenched tighter around his hips as I lowered myself down harder onto him. "James..." I moaned, biting my lip. His grip tightened as he buried himself deeper inside me.

His low moan echoed in my ear, sending shivers up and down my spine. "Just relax, honey... take your time..." he cooed gently, letting go of one of his holds on my waist to run his fingertips along my cheek.

His touch sent sparks of heat racing straight to my core. My muscles clenched, trapping him even closer. "Ahhh..." I let out a helpless moan, burying my face into his shoulder.

"Gonna get you nice and pregnant..." he groaned, his neck reddened and straining.

His entire body tensed up beneath mine. His nails dug into my hips, keeping me pinned against him.

He was ready to fill me up with his cum.

Our breathing became ragged, his thrusts becoming faster. My pussy was gripping him tighter than ever. Soon enough, my walls convulsed as I came on his dick.

James released another guttural moan as he filled me. He kept thrusting up into me while I trembled through my orgasm. The weight of his body on mine was suffocating. "Breathe..." he whispered, still thrusting, making sure we had the best chance at pregnancy.

Afterward, we both caught our breath and laid there together, recovering from the intense lovemaking. Eventually, he rolled me off and cuddled me, kissing my forehead, still buried deep in me. "Love you," I said softly.

"Always," he replied, running his fingertips along my cheek. "Don't worry sweetie we'll be parents..."

[james-is-here]

I'm finally feeding y'all! I'm sorry!! I hope you like this!! These photos of him are just 🫠 So good, chefs kiss.

Chan was not serious.

He kept you for another half hour. When he finally called it quits, you half heartedly glared at him for holding you for even longer. All he did was smile sheepishly as he walked over to your grumpy self with an apology and pulling you out of the room with an arm around your shoulders. The moment you got home, you left Chan with a flick to the arm before skipping off towards Felix's room.

His lights weren't as bright when he sent a photo and you were surprised to see he was on his phone, facing away from you. Smiling, you slip into the room, removing your beanie and hoodie before carefully sneaking up behind him.

You watch as he shifts, closing out of instagram and opening his camera and you watch as he smiles on the screen and takes a picture before you're attacking him. He rolls onto his back as you throw an arm over his blanket covered torso and proceed to attack his face with kisses.

The rapid kisses pull light giggles out of him, his hand letting go of his phone as he wraps his arms around your neck and shoulders.

Leaning back, you look down at him, kissing his nose and he smiles. "Hey." "Hi Pixie." You lean back down, kissing his cheek and down to his neck. "What were you watching?" He chuckles, unwrapping his arms from you and rolling back over to his original position as you shift and lay behind him on top of the blankets.

"Nothing much. Just random instagram reels." He tilts his head back and frowns. "What are you doing, Hyung, get under the blankets." You chuckle, pulling away from him and getting up to lift the blanket and lay behind him. From the picture he sent, you knew he was shirtless and gladly slid your hand over his bare stomach then pulled him closer to you, your chest flush with his back.

Hand splayed on his stomach, you return back to his neck as you slip your right arm under him and around his chest. He adjust in your hold, tangling his legs with your right leg between both of his.

Picking his phone back up as you cuddle him tightly, he goes back to watching random videos, humming when your hand lightly moves over his stomach, feeling his skin all over. You look away from his phone and close your eyes, pressing your lips to his neck and shoulder with firm kisses.

When you open your eyes as you graze your teeth over his neck, you find him taking more photos and grin at the shot he has, your half grin mid graze looking about to bite him and his own smile while his eyes are looking down at the screen.

He takes another photo and you move, rolling back slightly to stretch further down to his collar bone to finally bite and suck, leaving a mark that's hopefully easy to hide. His left hand leaves his phone and finds its way to tangle in your HC hair as his right takes a picture before swiping settings and starting to record you.

You let go and kiss your way back up, grazing your teeth under his jaw and leaving a wet kiss, moving back to under his ear with another graze and another wet kiss. You can feel under your hand his shuddering inhales and exhales.

"H-Hyung..." "Hmm?" You hum, moving back down the expanse of his neck. "E-Either decided to mark me a-and cover them in the morning or stop now." "Aw, did I get you all worked up, Pixie?" "Hyung...Ah!" He gasps, tilting his head back and trying to do his best to hold his phone still as you bite and suck under his ear, leaving a mark behind.

"Hyung~" He whines, picking his head back up and looking at his phone. He watched as you move down towards the front of his throat, next to his adam's apple. Leaving a small lick before biting down and marking. His chest under your right arm heaves rapidly as he pushes back into you and settles more comfortably.

You pull back, right hand moving up his chest to his neck and grip lightly, using your thumb to turn his head away from his phone, which you hadn't noticed was recording, and leaning down to finally kiss him. He hums and though his hand slightly goes limp, it catches your tongue swiping along his bottom lip before slipping passed his lips as he parts them, catching the both of you making out messily.

You never know what Felix does with these videos, probably for his personal library, but you don't mind.

You lick slowly into his mouth, biting his bottom lip and pulling back completely. You smile gently down at him, gazing at him lovingly and pressing another kiss to his lips and turning his head back before you finally notice his phone and huff out a small laugh, smiling as you drop down into his neck. "Lixiiee~" You whine and his laugh turns into a giggle as you nip at his neck.

"How long have you been recording?" You asked, muffled into his neck. "A few mintues." "Oh my gosh." You squeeze him, pulling him against you as he stops recording but starts a new recording. "W-Wait, Wait!" He gets out between small giggles. "Kiss my cheek." You do as told, pressing a big kiss onto his cheek then pulling away and burying your burning face back into his neck. "Hyungie!"

You pull back, leaning back again before going to bite him and he squeals, trying to get away from you as the both of you laugh.

Later, when you're settled and the lights are off with Felix tucked under your chin and face buried in your neck as your arms are tightly wrapped around him, if a picture of you smiling against his neck and a video of you kissing his cheek with his neck covered in marks are going viral as you sleep peacefully...you can't even get mad at him for sending them on bubble...

It's just lucky you've already planned to finally announce your relationship to the public.

If he posted something like that a month ago, the both of you would be in BIG trouble...

[clownprincehoeshi]

Parallel Hearts - Chapter 11

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. Maybe you finally have your shot at love and happiness. Or not.

Pairing: fem reader x idol Jungkook fem reader x idol Mingyu fem reader x idol Hoshi

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Warnings: Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Harrassment-Stalking-Death mentions-Cheating

Word count: 15.369

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You wake up in his arms, facing each other. His face between your breasts, just like he said he would sleep. You don’t know when he got there, but you think he could get anything he wanted from you if he would just ask. You’d give him anything and everything.

You’re laying like that, wanting to feel him next to you for a little while longer, feeling sleepy and lazy. You think he’s starting to wake up slowly, because his hands are getting a little adventurous.

You’re happy you’re wearing clothes, or else you’d be finished by the way his hands are going everywhere.

He’s very gentle though, and he keeps on pushing himself more into you with tiny whines.

One hand squeezing your waist, getting a little moan out of you.

He thinks he’s in heaven. You feel so warm and fluffy against him. He just loves your boobs and he feels he could die happy right now.

His hand moves slowly from your waist, running down to your hip and your thigh, squeezing there, then lifting your leg and putting it over his hip, pulling you even closer. You moan his name.

Your hand goes in his hair, playing with it. Mouth opening, breathing heavy when you feel his little kisses right between your breasts. Damn, why did Hana pack me this tiny top and not a full ass tshirt?

You could feel his hard cock on your thigh and your mind went foggy. You were certain your panties were soaked by now. Afterall, the whole night was tough for you.

You moaned his name again into his silky hair, pulling it gently.

His mouth started going up your collar bones, your neck, jaw. Leaving small kisses all over. You wanted him so bad. Wanted all of him. But you needed to stop. You will stop the moment your brain starts working again.

His hand leaves your thigh and comes to your cheek, caressing it.

Soonyoung: My pretty girl. Good morning!

You don’t know why, but that action makes you so fucking shy that you hide your face into his neck.

Soonyoung: Aww, getting shy on me?

Y/N: Shut uuup! (in tiny)

Soonyoung: I can’t believe you’re in my bed.

Y/N: Don’t get any ideas.

Soonyoung: Of course now. You’re not my girlfriend yet.

Y/N: Can I ask you something?

Soonyoung: I would be worried you wouldn’t

Y/N: Does it bother you that your friend is my ex?

Soonyoung: I don’t think it bothers me, but there’s something there. I don’t know how to explain, but I don’t keep that against you or him. We are humans with feelings. We can’t dictate who we love.

Y/N: I found out last night what happened with the Mingyu cheating thing.

Soonyoung: How?

Y/N: From Jungkook. He said he planned it and that Mingyu never cheated. So I need to talk to him and apologize.

Soonyoung: Knowing this now, you think…there’s a chance you two…

Y/N: Don’t even finish that sentence. No, there is zero chance.

Soonyoung: Should we get up and get breakfast? It’s almost 8, need to the ready to leave by 9.

Y/N: I don’t want to, but let’s go.

You call Hana to let her know you’re coming to your room to get ready and you find her already awake.

Before you leave, you give Soonyoung a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Hana: Hey, wifey, how did you sleep?

Y/N: Um, might have been the best sleep in months.

Hana: Why? Were you that drunk?

Y/N: I slept in Hoshi’s room.

Hana: You did whaaaat?

Y/N: Nothing happened though. It left me hot and bothered.

Hana: Anything else I need to know?

Y/N: There is so much that happened last night. I’ll tell you all about it at breakfast. Let’s hurry, I need a shower and brush my hair.

After toy have a nice breakfast with Hana and tell her the spicy details from this morning, you get to work. This time you’re having a meeting before heading to the concert venue to help with the last preparations and rehearsals.

You decided that things are starting to get better. It was hard at first, being around Mingyu and Soonyoung. You didn’t know what they thought and how they will treat you.

Well, you knew they will be respectful and professional, but things are always different in real.

After finding out that Mingyu is over what you had and he doesn’t hate you, your life became easier. Work became easier, and you always loved your work. Having good relationships with people you worked with made you more passionate about it.

Today it was sunny mostly, little white fluffy clouds moving around the sky. It was the perfect weather for you, you loved the summer and the heat.

Most of the staff were at the stadium where Seventeen are going to perform the next day. The rooms were crowded, last minute modifications on the outfits, last minute changes on the song list.

Walking on the hallways, trying to find the lights crew, you noticed a scene in the room that seemed to be for makeup and hair. Some of the guys, including Hoshi were sitting on chairs, having their makeup done.

You didn’t want to jump to conclusions and you weren’t the jealous type, but the girl doing Soonyoung’s makeup seemed a little to close and flirty with him. The little devil on your shoulder told you to stop at the door and watch.

She was all giggles and complimenting him. It was the first time you saw her doing his makeup, usually she was working only with Seokmin, Wonwoo and Joshua.

This intrigued you and you needed to know more. So you stand there silent and smiling. You couldn’t hear everything they were saying, there was too much background noise.

But one thing that you could hear very clearly was from her to him “Your lips are so juicy and sensual, could touch them all day”. Oh! Well shit!

You felt on fire and wanted to leave that spot, but it’s something you would have done before. You need to stop being impulsive in situations like this. And like you said earlier, don’t jump to conclusions. Just wait and see his reaction.

You could not hear what he said to her, you could just see his face in the mirror in front of him. He was smiling a little flustered. He likes her attention.

With a disappointed look on your face, you glanced at him once more and left. And just at that moment when you took your eyes off him and turned your back to walk away, he saw you in the mirror.

It took him exactly 5 seconds to realize that you saw the scene where the makeup artist was flirting with him and he immediately got up and went after you. Few steps around the hallways and he could not see you.

“Damn, she’s fast” he whispered to himself.

Seconds felt like minutes between all the noise and the crowds. Bumping into people, desperate to find you and explain what you saw.

But when he finally sees you, he paces his steps and manages to grab your wrist to pull you into an empty room. He knew the venue better than you and he knew a small room where they kept extra outfits. So he dragged you in there.

You found yourself being dragged in a dark room. You could see inside only when Soonyoung opened the door to get you both in there, but after, almost complete darkness.

You stayed silent and let him talk. Feeling a wall behind you, you leaned into it. His hand went from your wrist to you hand, holding it gently, his thumb stroking little circles onto the back of it.

Soonyoung: You left so fast that I didn’t get the chance to tell her to keep her inappropriate remarks to herself.

Y/N: Oh? I could only see you smiling at her flirting.

He started to move closer to you, silently. His body touching yours and his free hand coming under your jaw, touching you very gentle, almost afraid to not break you because you were made out of porcelain.

Feeling his breath on your face, you knew he was really close to you and you swallowed hard.

You felt his nose touch yours, almost like trying to look for you and reach you. His hand that was holding your went slowly to your waist, grabbing you tight this time.

Soonyoung: You have no idea what you do to me, do you?

It was felt so intimate, his lips touching yours as he spoke. He was so fucking close and it drove you crazy.

Y/N: No, tell me.

Soonyoung: I felt so sad when I saw you leave. When I saw that pretty face so disappointed. Knowing I made you feel like that. I wanted to slap myself. Don’t even think for a second that I am interested in her.

Y/N: Why would I care about it?

Soonyoung: I know you like me, I can feel it.

Y/N: Who’s jumping to conclusions now?

Soonyoung: I can prove it to you

Y/N: You can prove me that I like you? How ridiculous.

And the next second he took your breath away. His hands felt rougher on you, his lips touching your slowly, in a teasing way. Becoming more and more passionate, deeper.

You let him take the lead and take whatever he wanted. He kissed sweetly the sides of your lips, then dragging his over yours painfully slow. You really wished the room to not be so dark, because you wanted to see him right now.

When you’re really into someone, you want to see them when you kiss. It’s almost like you don’t want to miss anything.

He started kissing you deeper, tongues playing against each other. Both of you moaning with desire. Your hands went to his chest. He pushed into you more, and you could feel he was rock hard under his pants.

His hands started roaming all over your body, from your neck down to your breasts, massaging them slowly, then down to your ass, grabbing it.

Y/N: Soonyoung (you moaned into his mouth)

Soonyoung: What, baby?

Y/N: Your makeup is going to be ruined.(you tried not to fall on your knees when he called you “baby”)

Soonyoung: Well, then I guess I’ll have to tell her that my girlfriend ruined it and she’ll feel stupid for flirting with me.

Y/N: You’re so bad. She’ll be so mad

Soonyoung: I could have her get fired for what she did

Y/N: So I’m your girlfriend now?

Soonyoung: Yeah. I don’t kiss girls that are not my girlfriend.

Y/N: But you didn’t ask me if I want to be your gf

Soonyoung: The way you kissed me back is a much better response than a “yes”

And he continued kissing you more, forgetting about the rehearsal.

Soonyoung: I could kiss you forever like this

Y/N: Soonie, we need to stop and get out of here. We have work to do and you need to be on stage soon. Listen to your girlfriend

You managed to get away from each other, finally. You went ahead, pushed your head out the door to see if the coast is clear and you told him to come out after he counts to 10.

Luckily, everyone was too busy with running around and nobody could see you both getting out of that room.

Your legs and hands were shaking after what just happened and you really needed to tell someone, or else you’d scream. Going into the room where your team had set up their laptops and personal things, you see Hana working on something and you sat beside her.

Hana: There you are, why don’t you answer your messages?

Y/N: I was…busy

Hana: Doing what?

You leaned into her ear to whisper

Y/N: Kissing

Jumping from her chair, she screamed “who?”

Y/N: Calm down, idiot! If you want to know, sit down and stop being so dramatic

Hana: Was it who I think it was?

Y/N: If you’re thinking Soonyoung, yes. I just needed to tell someone, I am still shaking

Hana: Omg, this is big

Y/N: And apparently we’re bf and gf now

Hana: Nooo fucking waaayyy. How do you feel?

Y/N: I still can’t process it, it feels surreal and I don’t know what to do with myself

Hana: You’re so in love

Y/N: Shut uuup!!

The day went on without big incidents. The boys had the final rehearsal with all the outfits and makeup on, they had photos taken, some interviews and a weverse live by Jun.

Everyone decided to stay indoor tonight, it was something they did before each concert, not wanting to tire themselves. So you didn’t bother Hoshi with texts or calls. But he wanted to be bothered, especially by his girlfriend.

It was close to 9 PM and he called you.

Soonyoung: Hi, girlfriend

Y/N: Oh, hi

Soonyoung: That’s how you greet your boyfriend? Rude!

Y/N: I… Hana’s here

Soonyoung: And you don’t want her to know how much you like me, got it

Y/N: What you doing, ready for bed?

Soonyoung: Yeah, but a little sad you’re not here.

Y/N: That would not be the best idea, you need to rest

Soonyoung: Are you saying we would not sleep if you were here?

Y/N: I don’t know, I’m not saying anything

Soonyoung: What if we agree to behave? Will you come and cuddle?

Y/N: Nope. Stop tempting me

Soonyoung: Damn, that’s disappointing. Will you cuddle me tomorrow night?

Y/N: Tomorrow night you will need even more rest after the concert, and then the next day you have rehearsals again for the next concert. Also, we should probably take this slow.

Soonyoung: But baby… I really love cuddling you and waking up next to you

Y/N: Stop calling me that(whining)

Soonyoung: You don’t like it?

Y/N: I like it. Too much. It does things to me and I’m not ready for it

Soonyoung: Can’t promise I won’t call you baby again, sorry. It just comes naturally

Y/N: You’re going to kill me

At this point, Hana was so curious that she made signals for you to put it on speaker, but you refused. She was waiting in the middle of the room, standing, with her arms on her hips, ready to scold you.

Y/N: You should sleep, ok? And we will see each other tomorrow at breakfast anyway

Soonyoung: I should listen to my girlfriend. Good night, baby, can’t wait to see your pretty face tomorrow

Y/N: Good night Soonie, muah!

Hana: Spill! Did he want you to sleep with him?

Y/N: Well, he asked to go cuddle

Hana: Why didn’t you?

Y/N: Uh, I don’t want to rush into sex

Hana: Then don’t do it, just cuddle

Y/N: Ha! Like it’s that easy to not fuck his brains out while lying next to him

Hana: Come on, how hard is it to keep it in your pants?

Y/N: I feel like it would be impossible for me. Right now, with him.

Hana: But…why don’t just do it if that’s what you feel?

Y/N: I just need to trust him more, maybe see more things coming from him, to prove to me that I can really trust him. I could just fuck him and have fun, but there are feelings involved and it changes everything.

Hana knew exactly what you meant, because thinking back few days ago, she did sleep with one of the dancers after they just met. And she had no feelings for him, it was just for fun.

Also, she knew your mind was probably filed with thoughts of insecurities, because Soonyoung was not a stranger, a guy you just met. You knew him for quite some time and you knew about his love life and that he had none recently, and he wasn’t obsessed with getting under girl’s skirts.

She knew you still had doubts when it came to men, but she also hoped you will get to heal from that and build something beautiful with Hoshi.

Laying in your bed, lights off, your eyes closed, you remembered all the nights you spent next to Mingyu in your bed, just as friends. You were attracted to him, of course, but not in love yet.

Now, you know for sure that only a kiss could make you go crazy and just jump Soonyoung. So no, spending the night in the same bed was not a good idea for now.

You didn’t set a date or a number of days on when sex is on the table, you just knew you wanted to wait and do it when it felt right. But you’ll talk to him about it and he’ll understand.

You found yourself shaking every time you saw him now. You didn’t know how to act around him anymore, you didn’t want to embarrass yourself.

At breakfast, you were sat next to Hana and Jun and when Hoshi arrived, he sat on the other side of the table, facing you.

He didn’t do anything to raise suspicion in front of the staff. Only you and Hana knew about your new relationship and you had no idea how to tell Jun.

But since he’s a person that is rather observant, he saw little signs that made him question your friendship with Hoshi.

Jun: What’s going on between you two? Why are you acting like this? You’re being weird

Hoshi leaned forward to whisper to Jun “We’re boyfriend and girlfriend now”(with the biggest grin on his face)

Jun’s eyes doubled in size, he coughed his coffee out and looked at you in shock

Jun: You are what? Bitch, what?

Y/N: Yeap, happened yesterday.

Jun: Wow! I’ll get back on you about this, I need a moment to gather my brain off the floor, because it exploded.

And he went quiet after that, continuing with his food and coffee. He didn’t want to talk about that there, but he will talk your ear off later tonight.

Seungcheol suddenly came to sit next to Hoshi

Seungcheol: It’s done, she’s out already, going back to Seoul today, and blacklisted for future companies.

Soonyoung: Great news. Thanks, Cheol

Jun: What happened?

Seungcheol: Right, I didn’t let everyone know yet. One of the makeup artists crossed the line with Hoshi and we fired her

You tried to stay composed, though you immediately looked at Soonyoung

Jun: What did she do?

Soonyoung: She first made some cringy remarks about my lips, then about my abs, to eventually ask me if I was busy that night and if I wanted to have some fun.

Jun: What the fuck, dude!

Soonyoung: Yeah, that’s what I said. And she was working with us for over one year. I guess she waited to take her shot, since yesterday was her first time doing my makeup.

Seungcheol: It’s all good, we will manage without her

Hoshi looked at you, pouting.

Soonyoung: I felt violated. Really.

Seungcheol hugged him, comforting him and letting the others know that any inappropriate behavior from the staff should not be tolerated.

You felt bad for Soonyoung, you know the feeling since all your life you had creepy men doing creepy things to you. Sometimes just strangers on the street yelling rude shit at you, or even touching you, or at the workplace with colleagues crossing the line.

Later in the day, before the show would start, you sent a text to Soonyoung to tell him you’re sorry about what happened and you understand how he feels and that you’re there for him.

He replied with “thanks, pretty. I’m so lucky to have you”

The concert was a success, like usual. They had a weverse life together after and ended up at the hotel after midnight. It’s then when Hoshi sent you a text, asking you to come to his room to talk for a bit before bed.

You knocked on his door with butterflies in your stomach, hoping you two will behave.

Opening the door, you found a pretty serious Soonyoung. He immediately hugged you tight as soon you entered his room.

Y/N: What’s wrong, Soonie?

Soonyoung: I need to talk to you about something. Let’s sit

You both sat on his bed and as he took both your hands into his, he looked at you with glassy eyes.

Y/N: You’re scaring me

Soonyoung: So, to make this as short as I can, we had a meeting with the managers and they decided it would be best for me to join Jeonghan in the military after the tour is over.

You became quiet, not knowing what to say. It was not your place to make decisions anyway.

Soonyoung: Say something

Y/N: I…don’t know what to say. Will you go now?

Soonyoung: I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to go now, but I think it’s for the best of the team. I just need to know your thoughts too

Y/N: Of course I would not want you to go, but the group is more important and I trust that you will make the right decision.

Soonyoung: I don’t want to let you go now that I have you

He gave you a big pout and looked down at your hands holding his.

Soonyoung: I want to be with you

Y/N: But you are with me, you have me. I will wait for you, no matter what

Looking back at you, you could see a little smile forming

Soonyoung: Will you?

Y/N: Of course, don’t ever doubt that

Soonyoung: If I go now, it means in one month. We would only have one month

Y/N: Then we should take advantage of this month as much as we can. I don’t want you to hold back because of me. Just do what you feel is good for you and the team. I will be here waiting. And we’ll see each other whenever you get days off.

Soonyoung: Come here

He pulls you into his lap, holding you close. Taking you in, his face buried into your hair.

Soonyoung: Thank you for being so supportive

Y/N: Thank you for talking to me about it, it means a lot

Soonyoung: Can you kiss me now? Please?

You kissed him ever so gentle and slow. Putting into that kiss everything you felt for him, the happiness he brought into your life and the sadness of knowing he’ll be gone for more that one year.

But he pulled back after a few minutes, feeling overwhelmed with everything.

Y/N: I should let you rest.

Soonyoung: Ok. Thanks for everything, really

You gave him a sweet small kiss on his lips and told him good night, then you left to your room.

You cried a little when you told Hana about the news.

Hana: At least he told you about it and wanted to make a decision also based on your thoughts. I think it’s sweet.

Y/N: He’s the sweetest

Hana: What are you going to do, what are you thinking?

Y/N: I think I need to let down my walls and take advantage of these last weeks we have together and just show him how I feel.

You couldn’t sleep that night, thinking about him. You knew he will be leaving eventually, but now that it was actually happening, you felt your heart break.

This changes things. Wanting to put the sex on wait was not an option anymore. That’s why you decided you’ll spend the night with him after you finish with the shows in Milano and head to Berlin. You’ll have a couple of days off then.

Your mind was like scrambled eggs, happy that you had the man you loved, but sad that he’ll be gone soon for quite a while, often finding yourself spacing out.

Just like you were dong now, while on the plane to Berlin, sitting next to Jun who was telling you something.

Jun: Are you ok?

Y/N: I don’t think I am, Juni

Jun: Awww, my little tomato. Tell me what’s on your mind

Y/N: Promise you’ll keep it to yourself?

Jun: I promise

Y/N: Soonyoung will leave at the same time as Jeonghani for their enlistment. We talked and he asked what I think about it, and I said he should do what’s best for the group.

Jun: That’s… I’m sorry. I am guessing you will continue your relationship, right?

Y/N: Yeah, of course. I’m 100 percent in this, I want this with him. I hope he’s sure too.

Jun: Did he give you reasons to doubt?

Y/N: No, I guess not. But you know me. Men. Eh.

Jun: Ok, but let’s try and be optimistic. I am sure everything will turn out fine

Y/N: I will miss him so much. And Jeonghan too. I’m so glad you don’t need to go.

He took your hand into his and kept it like that, comforting you. From the seats in front of you, Hoshi’s head appeared, turning to you with a frown.

Soonyoung: Ya, what’s going on here? Why are you holding my girlfriend’s hand?

You started giggling, telling him you can hold your bro’s hand.

Soonyoung: Oh really? Let’s see you make it up to me this time.

Y/N: Oh, I will, Soonie (winking at him, then he turned around to sit)

First thing you did after arriving in Berlin was to look for a nice place to eat. Some of the guys wanted to try german food and they dragged you with them. Hana went to spend time with her dancer, so you were the only girl there.

But being only with the guys meant you didn’t need to hide your relationship from prying eyes of the staff.

A nice meal and a cold beer in great company was what you needed in that moment. And you could feel a tension in the air with the others. Was probably the exhaustion after these months of touring, stress, or who knows.

You saw Hoshi grabbing another bottle of beer and you needed him sober tonight, so you gently put your hand on his thigh and lean into his ear.

Y/N: Baby? Let’s not get drunk today, ok? I need you sober.

His face went red immediately at your words. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the pet name or the thoughts that went trough his head, wondering why you need him sober.

He looked at you, his mouth an o shape and eyes wide. Your hand on his thigh started to rub it up and down slowly and you smiled at him.

Soonyoung: I’m drinking water from now on. I’m a good boy and I listen to my girlfriend.

Then you placed a kiss on his cheek and brushed a strand of hair from his eyes.

Y/N: You have the prettiest eyes

Sooyoung felt loved. No other girl complimented his eyes before and he always said he wished they were bigger. But you made sure he knew he was perfect and everything about him is perfect.

He placed a kiss on your forehead and put his hand over yours that was placed on his thigh.

Seokmin: Ya, you two, cut it out. Some of us are single and you’re rubbing it in.

Jeonghan: Guys, I have something important to say

Everyone goes silent, since it’s Jeonghan.

Jeonghan: Me and Hoshingi have had a talk with the company and we decided that he’s going to enlist together with me, after this tour is over.

Dino: Hyung, you’re going too?

Soonyoung: Yeah, we’ve been thinking that it’s better for the group, and maybe we get to go in 3 waves so that we come back faster. So now it’s going to be Seungcheol, Jeonghan and me.

You see Mingyu looking at you with a pout, feeling sad for you. You can read on his lips “are you ok?” and you nod at him.

He knows better than anyone how hard was for you when Jungkook left to the military without a word, and now it’s like history repeats itself in a way. Memories from those times when he spent so many nights in your bed, cuddling you and whishing it was him you wanted, not his friend.

He feels a hole in his chest and tries to shake those memories away. No, he won’t go back to what he felt back then. Would be easy. You, alone again, crying after a man who left. No! Stop! Just stay out of her life, Kim Mingyu!

Mingyu never told you, but he still had feelings for you. It wasn’t like in Jungkook’s case. Jungkook had an obsession and he felt like he owned you and if he didn’t have you, no one should. That’s not love, he thinks.

But with Mingyu, he was happy if you were happy. He was always selfless like that, even though it hurt like hell. He just wants to be in your life, even if just as a friend.

He’s always going to be there for you.

Outside, rain started. It was like how everyone was feeling. Dino even cried, hugging Hoshi. He really loves his hyung like a real brother and he said he’s going to feel lost without him.

It was an emotional dinner but all you could think about was having Soonyoung on top of you, fucking you slowly. You tried all evening to behave and keep your hands to yourself, but you couldn’t wait any longer, so you whispered in his ear.

Y/N: Soonyoungie…please, I can’t take it anymore. Can we leave?

Soonyoungie: What is it, love? Are you not feeling well?

Y/N: Something like that. I’ve been trying to be good all evening.

Soonyoung finally realizes what you’re talking about and he raises to his feet, tells everyone he’s tired and needs to go. He takes your hand fast and walks to the door.

Soonyoung: The hotel is right over the corner

Y/N: We don’t have an umbrella

Soonyoung: Let’s run for it

Y/N: We’re going to get soaked

Soonyoung: It’s a hot summer rain, not acid. Come on!

He starts running, dragging you with him. Took less than 2 minutes to get lost. You see, Hoshi was not very good with directions. You stopped under a small pergola. Rain was really pouring.

Soonyoung: Wait, let me remember how we go from the hotel to the restaurant. I swear we took a right, then a left and we were there.

You grabbed his shirt and pulled him into you, kissing him. Both your faces soaked, water dropping from your hair. You could taste the rain on his lips.

The thing about him was that he never denied your kisses. He would always give into them. He would kiss you back always.

He pulled you impossibly close, all your clothes wet. The rain felt warm on your hot skin. Maybe you were too turned on.

You pulled away from him and ran into the rain. You knew the way back to the hotel, and he smiled when he realized.

The elevator ride was really tough. They had cameras in there and you didn’t wan to risk it, so you kept your distance.

But as soon as you both entered his room, nothing could stop you. You found yourself with your back pushed into the door, his body against yours. Both his hands on the sides of your head, caging you in.

Soonyoung: Now you’re mine, my beautiful girl

That sounded incredibly sexy to you, coming from him, and your knees almost gave out. You dragged your hands over his chest, moving them down, feeling his hard abs.

Y/N: I need this off

Soonyoung: Take everything you want off, then

You pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere into the room. Your eyes on his naked figure.

Y/N: God, you’re so sexy

Your hands flew to touch every inch of skin. You swear you could cum just from looking at his face and touching him like this.

Y/N: Kiss me. Touch me

He smashed his lips into yours again, his hands going to work on the buttons of your dress. He was being so slow.

Soonyoung: I need you. I want you so bad, you don’t understand

You moaned into his mouth, your hands going to his pants, pulling them down. Left only with his boxers on, the print of his hard cock was obvious under the soaked underwear.

He finished with the last button on your dress, now opened for his eyes. No bra and no panties. His eyes wide and mouth watering at the beautiful sight in front of him.

Soonyoung: Fuck, you’re going to kill me like this.

You took his hands that were almost too shy to touch your naked body and you put them on your breasts. He’s very gentle and in awe.

Soonyoung: You’re so perfect. Shit, baby. I want to taste every single inch of your body

He lifts you up and takes you to his bed. He sits you on the edge and starts to kiss you again. This kiss was filled with lust and passion. Moans and whimpers from both of you filling the room as his hands were traveling down your body until one reached your wet and needy pussy.

Soonyoung: How do you like to be touched here?

Y/N: Gentle and slow

Soonyoung: Fuck, I can’t believe you’re mine

As he’s saying that, his fingers start to run small circles on your clit, making you moan louder into his mouth.

Soonyoung: Love hearing you like this, all for me

Y/N: Soonyoungie

Then his fingers trail down to your hole, sinking one in.

Soonyoung: You’re so fucking wet

Y/N: God, that feels so good

Soonyoung: It’s just one finger and you’re squeezing it so tight

Your hand travels between your bodies and grabs his hard cock over his wet boxers.

Soonyoung: Fuck

Y/N: You’re so big(whispering into his lips). I want to feel it inside me. I need to feel you inside me right now

Soonyoung: But..

Y/N: Please, Soonie. Just a little

He couldn’t say no to you. Not when you were naked under him, putty in his hands, your eyes filled with want and love. Then he pulled his boxers down, to the floor and came closer, his hips between your legs, his leaking cock ready to push into your wet hole.

You pulled him into your lips, kissing him slow, whispering filthy words. Then you felt him sink into you slowly. You knew you didn’t need more, you felt it coming. You felt so much and so deep for him, that just an inch was enough to make you cum.

Your body started shaking, your head thrown back into the matress, moans and curses leaving your mouth, your pussy squeezing his cock so tight, he could barely move.

Y/N: God, Soonyoung! Don’t stop. So good

Soonyoung: Shit, you’re cuming already. Fuck! Fuck!

Y/N: More, please more

Multiple orgasms take over your body, as he’s pushing deeper. He’s doing it slow while holding you close and kissing you.

Soonyoung: That’s it, baby. Let go, I got you

He’s thinking you’re the most beautiful sight ever and this must be the most intense sex he’s ever had. It’s great for his ego to watch you cum so fast and hard under him.

As a helpless romantic, he keeps the pace slow, wanting to make love to you. Keeping your body close to his, his lips always on you, his eyes locked with yours.

He can feel your grip on him loosening up, so he stops to look at you and see how you’re feeling. You’re both breathing heavy, hearts racing. He can’t stop smiling.

Soonyoung: How you feeling, baby?

Y/N: Like I died and went to heaven. You?

Soonyoung: So good and happy

Your pussy is spasming around his cock after all those intense orgasms. It’s still pleasurable even like this, with him being still. He whines at the sensation.

Soonyoung: I could be inside you all day and all night if you’d let me. But I really need to worship your perfect body right now

He starts with little kisses all over your face, reaching to your mouth, kissing you slow and passionate. You feel his cock twitch inside you and you need more, so you try to move your nips under him and it gives you the desired friction.

But then he pulls out and continues his kisses down your jaw, your neck, your breasts. He takes his time there, rubbing his face on them, tracing his wet tongue all over. Stopping at the nipples to suck on them. You feel a ball of pleasure building up and you could cum if he’ll continue sucking on your tits like this.

Y/N: I love how gentle you are with me

His mouth travels south, to your tummy, hips, thighs. He loves to tease you. He knows you want his mouth devouring your pussy and he’s taking his time. Then you start to whine.

Y/N: Please…please

Soonyoung: What do you need, pretty girl?

Y/N: Your mouth. I need you to make me cum with your mouth

And he dives in, using his lips, tongue and fingers to pleasure you. The sounds you make are so filthy that he swears he will cum untouched.

You had this fantasy about his lips on your pussy, so you lift yourself on your elbows to watch what he’s doing. Oh, the sight. His pretty face with those pretty eyes on your, with those pretty lips sucking on your clit.

Y/N: Aaahh, you’re going to make me cum

Soonyoung: Cum for me, baby. Wanna make you feel good

And you feel that wave of pleasure all over your body, not being able to stop moaning his name. His deep sex voice did things to you. He sounds so pornographic

Y/N: If you don’t fuck me right now I’ll cry. I need you

He hovers over your spent body, his face right next to yours.

Soonyoung: Let me see you

And he’s pushing into you once more. The sensation so intense you feel another orgasm getting closer

Y/N: Oh my God, Soonyoung! You feel so good, don’t stop. Right there. Faster

Soonyoung: My baby wants it faster?

Y/N: Mhm mmmm

He’s fucking into you faster, still holding you close. His chest rubbing over your tits. He loves feeling your hard nipples on his bare pecs.

You look into his eyes and get an incredible need to tell him. It just feels so right. Just like you and him naked, making love feels so right.

You feel like you belong together and that you want to be his forever. So you say it. You don’t care anymore. Your brain might explode if you don’t tell him right now.

You cup his cheeks with your hands, trying to control your moaning so you can speak.

Y/N: Soonyoungie..

He’s going slower now, trying to focus on your words

Soonyoung: Yes, baby

Y/N: I love you so much. I need you to know

You feel him pacing up again, sloppy thrusts, brows furrowing, biting his lower lip. Then you feel him releasing deep inside you, moaning into your mouth “fuck, I love you Y/N. I love you so fucking much”

That triggered your orgasm and you came hard, squeezing and milking his cock from everything he had.

He kept on thrusting into you slower and slower, until both of you came down after your highs. Kissing you sweetly, praising you and telling you how good you feel. He kept his forehead glued to yours, his eyes not leaving yours.

You never made love like this, never had so much eye contact during sex. It felt like he was starring into your soul, like he could understand you, like he knew what your body needed.

You kept on kissing, him still being inside you. His hands trailed from your hips to your waist, your tits. Then he grabbed both your hands, intertwined his fingers with yours and pushed your arms over your head.

It all felt so intimate, so safe. You never felt like this.

When you needed air, he lifted his face off yours and smiled. You were both still panting, sweaty and you were sure your face was bright pink by now.

Soonyoung: What the fuck was that? Was that sex? Is this how it’s supposed to be?

You giggle and lift your face to give him a peck on the lips

Y/N: I have no words, Soonie. It just felt so good

Soonyoung: Can say that again. And we just started. Can you imagine how it’s going to be after a few weeks? Months? Shit!

Y/N: I think I can imagine how it’s going to be when you’re in the military. We’re going to fuck like two lunatics when we’re finally going to meet on your free days.

Soonyoung: Please, don’t remind me, I might cry. I’ll miss you so much. I’ll be horny all the time, waiting for the day when I get to touch you

Y/N: That sounds kinda hot, actually

Soonyoung: We should clean up

Y/N: Does that mean you’re going to pull that perfect cock out of me?

Soonyoung: Aww. You think it’s perfect?

Y/N: Yah hah. And it’s mine now

Soonyoung: You’re so cute

He lifts his body up, pulling out slowly. You watch his every move and you feel like you wanna fuck him again. Seeing his perfectly sculpted body, covered in sweat, those puffy lips, those veins under his abs that travel down to his semi hard cock. He looks good to eat.

He stops for a while to admire his work and watch his cum dripping out of your pussy. He feels hypnotised, he never thought this will turn him on this much.

Soonyoung: Let’s get in the shower, I don’t think we are done here.

He takes your hand and guides you to the bathroom, turns the shower on and gets back to kissing you until the water gets warm.

You feel more of his cum running down your thighs and you want to be filled by him again.

With one quick move, he turns you around, facing the mirror, and he’s pushing you forward until you touch the sink with your hips. You can feel his cock hard again, rubbing on your bare ass.

His hands go straight to your breasts, playing with them. His eyes again on yours, watching you trough the mirror in front of you.

Small whimpers coming out of your mouth while you’re biting your lip. He starts licking, biting and kissing your shoulder and neck, making your hips move against him, rubbing your ass on his length.

Y/N: I want you

Soonyoung: Like this?

Y/N: Yes

Soonyoung: What a dirty girl you are, wanting to watch yourself getting fucked

Then you feel him slide into your soaked pussy from behind. He pushed just the tip, not wanting to give you all so easily

Y/N: More, please!

Soonyoung: Beg for it

Y/N: Don’t do this

Soonyoung: Let me hear you beg

Y/N: My God, baby! Please! Please fuck me deeper! I need to feel you deep

Soonyoung: And why is that? Why do you need me so bad?

Y/N: You make me feel so good(and he’s pushing a little deeper). Fuck!

Soonyoung: What else?

Y/N: I…I love you(now he’s all the way in). Mmmyeessss

He puts one hand around your neck, chocking you, the other on your tits. His mouth all over your ear, licking it and whispering into it

Soonoung: Look at us. Look how sexy you are like this, begging for my cock. Being such a good girl for me

A few more more thrusts and he pulls out, stepping into the shower

Y/N: Soonieeee, why?

Soonyoung: Come here, baby. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck you in every single spot in this apartment

He takes the shower gel and pours some on your body, spreading it all over slowly. His hands massaging your tits drives you crazy. So you go to his cock, grabbing it with both hands, rubbing up and down, making him moan.

In seconds, you’re on your knees in front of him and his eyes are about to pop out.

He’s never seen such a pretty view, his hand going to brush some strands of hair from your face, then rubbing his thumb on your cheek lovingly.

Soonyoung: You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?

You flash a cheeky smile, raising your hand to grab his fat cock, stroking it right in front on your face.

Your mouth incredibly close to the tip.

Y/N: I always loved these veins on your abs. So fucking sexy

Soonyoung: Have you been thirsting over my abs?

Y/N: Couldn’t help it

Soonyoung: Take whatever you want, baby. I’m all yours. Ruin me

You start dragging your tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock, then licking the head, tasting the precum that started dripping down.

He’s already gone, and when you sink your mouth on his length, he needs to hold on to something.

Your moans around his cock don’t help his state, or your hungry eyes that are locked on his. You just love to watch him lose himself because of you.

He never thought his balls getting sucked into your mouth entirely would turn him on so much. You decided you wanted to edge him before deciding what to do with him next. Let him cum in your mouth or deny him? Let him beg? Have him fuck you? So many possibilities.

Y/N: Baby wants to cum?

Soonyoung: YYY…yeees

He can see your eyes sparkle, like you’re plotting something. And he was right. You’re spending the next minutes edging him and making him beg for release.

And you suck him off until he cums into your mouth only after you’re pleased. Bobbing your head back and forth, spiting on his cock, working what you can’t get into your mouth with your hand.

You feel him releasing deep down your throat, moaning and whimpering.

Y/N: Mmm, my good boy

Soonyoung: Fuck, that was so hot

He helps you get up and you actually end up showering this time. You fucked one more time when you went to bed, while you were trying to sleep. You were both too in love and into each other to keep it together. You just wanted him all the time.

You fell asleep in his arms. You could feel all night little kisses all over your bare skin, whenever he would move a bit. And you returned them.

When you woke up in the morning you were still glued to each other.  After that night, you ended up sleeping in his bed almost every night until the end of the tour.

At the same time, something strange started to happen since then. You started receiving texts from unknown numbers, but they all seemed to be from the same person.

At first you thought it was Jungkook, because why not. He did this shit before. And in a moment of rage you called him.

Y/N: I swear to God, Jungkook, if you’re involved in this I’m not going to let it go this time.

Jungkook: What are you talking about? What did I do?

Y/N: Are you the creep who’s sending me weird texts?

Jungkook: Am not, but this sounds serious. I’m not that type of person anymore. What does he want? I’m guessing it’s a he?

Y/N: I think it’s a he. He keeps rambling about me being a bitch for getting into another relationship and how me and him belong together. And how he’s going to ruin my relationship and I will realise that he’s the one for me, not some k pop boy.

Jungkook: Ok, so then we could presume he’s not a k pop boy then.

Y/N: Right. But the thing is I have no idea about other guys liking me

Jungkook: Oh, honey. I bet there are dozens out there that are into you

Y/N: What do you know?

Jungkook: I am a guy, I have eyes and ears, I know, trust me. When we were together and even after, there were many situations where guys would ask about you.

Y/N: Oh.

Jungkook: Anyway, you’re in a relationship?

Y/N: Yeah

Jungkook: Congratulations, he is a lucky guy. Is it Hoshi?

Y/N: Yes, it’s him

Jungkook: Yeah, figured. The way you were looking at each other gave it away

Y/N: I’m sorry if it’s uncomfortable for you. We don’t need to talk about it

Jungkook: Nah, it’s fine. I’m really happy for you. In the end it was only natural for you to find an actual kind person, and not a jerk

Y/N: Thanks, Kook

Jungkook: Sooo, maybe talk to Mingyu about this stalker. He might know how to help.

Y/N: Thanks, I think I will.

Tour has ended and you were back in Seoul. It was good to be home, but you hoped the tour to last some more, because the end of it means your boyfriend’s enlistment.

They decided after Jeonghan’s birthday, so you had a couple of weeks left.

Things got back to normal at the office. You even got a raise and a promise for promotion in the next year or so, after one more big project.

You wanted to tell the guys what has been going on with your stalker, so you asked Hoshi to gather Jun, Mingyu, Seungcheol, Jeonghan and Joshua at his place.

All he knew about this was that you were getting weird messages here and there, but you tried not to sound to worried, because he had the tour on his mind.

It was a Friday and you just got home from work. Later in the evening Hana will pick you up to go to Hoshi’s apartment complex.

Reaching the door to your own apartment, you found an envelope pushed under it. You found it weird that anyone would enter your building and leave something at your door.

You had security downstairs and nobody was allowed to go up without your knowledge. So before touching the envelope, you went back down to speak with the guys from security.

They said nobody came to leave anything for you or even ask for you that day.

Watching a lot of crime shows, you were very careful with this. So you asked one of the guards to come with you upstairs and check to see if your apartment is safe, and help you open the envelope.

Reaching your door again, you open it carefully, the guard goes inside and check all the rooms and closets. At least nobody’s there.

You put a pair of plastic gloves on and open the envelope. It was a letter inside, written by hand in Korean. You didn’t recognise the writing but you knew immediately it was from the stalker. Inside the envelope there were also a few photos of you.

You looked closely at them and you noticed that they were taken in different cities you went with the SVT tour.

Well shit, this guy knows where I live.

You thank the guard and tell him he can go back downstairs. You immediately called Hoshi. He didn’t answer. You knew he was working. Then tried Jun. then Mingyu. Nothing. Left a text with Jeonghan. I’ll call Hana then.

Y/N: Girl, I’m fucking scared.

Hana: Oh no. What happened?

Y/N: The stalker knows where I live. I found a letter with photos from the tour, right under my door.

Hana: No fucking way! I’ll fucking kill this guy!

Y/N: I tried reaching the guys but they are at work right now. I don’t know what to do. Should I call the police?

Hana: Let’s try to calm down first. What does the letter say?

Y/N: He continues with threats. Saying that I will pay for being with another man that’s not him, that I have been a slut for k pop boys, that he’s a real man. And I think he was the one that attacked me that night in front of my building.

Hana: Fuck! You’re right, it could have been him. I am stuck at the bank right now. Let me call Jaehyun

You go back to the door and make sure again it’s closed. You walk to every window and look down into the street, even though you live at 15th floor and could not notice if anyone acts suspicious.

Then Hana calls

Hana: Wife, you should try and reach Jungkook or Eunwoo, they should be free right now and maybe one of them can come and spend some time with you before I get there, ok?

Y/N: Oh, I don’t think it’s a good idea. Jungkook in my house? While I have a boyfriend? Hoshi would flip. And me and Eunwoo are not that close.

Hana: Oh, shut up. Both of them would help you if you asked. We are all in the same group of friends, we need to help each other. And Hoshi will understand. You have no one else to call, anyway and you’re scared. Please!

Y/N: Ok, I’ll call Jungkook

Before calling him, you feel another wave of anxiety and you wonder if the guard looked carefully all over the apartment. Now you’re going crazy, grabbing a knife from the kitchen and going trough each room and little corner where a person could hide.

Only after you’re sure the guy could crawl and hide into the tv, you can relax. So you call Jungkook.

Jungkook: Hey, what’s up?

Y/N: Did Jaehyung tell you anything?

Jungkook: No, about what?

Y/N: Well, you remember the stalker and the texts? He knows where I live, he left a letter under my door today and I’m fucking scared. Everyone is busy or at work and…

Jungkook: I’m coming, leaving right now. Is it safe to stay there since he knows where you live?

Y/N: I don’t know, I can’t think straight right now.

Jungkook: Ok, I’m staying on the phone with you until I get there. Everything’s going to be ok. Just don’t open the door to anyone, don’t go out, and you’ll be safe.

Y/N: Ok..

You got so emotional that you started crying. You tried to keep it in and not let him notice, but he knew you to well.

Still, he didn’t say anything about it. He knew you were not a person who cries easily or panics, so what he needed to do now was to change the subject into something more positive.

Jungkook: So how was being on tour with SVT?

Y/N: It was great, felt like vacation sometimes(trying to speak between sobs)

Jungkook: Good, good. We’re going to go on tour soon also. I can’t wait, it’s been a while for us as a group.

Y/N: Kook?

Jungkook: Yeah?

Y/N: Someone is knocking on my door.

Jungkook: Don’t answer and keep quiet.

Y/N: My interphone screen doesn’t work

Jungkook: You still have the peep hole

Y/N: I’m scared to get close to the door

Jungkook: Nothing is going to happen, you’re safe in there. He can’t break the door

Y/N: Ok, I’m gong to look. Shit, more knocking. Persistent

Jungkook: Well? What do you see?

Y/N: Fuck! I think it’s the guy. He’s wearing a delivery guy uniform and a mask. Can’t see the face. Has a paper bag in his arms. He won’t leave

Jungkook: 5 minutes and I’m in front of your building

Y/N: Hurry. Please

Jungkook: Breathe, ok? I’ll be there. Nothing’s going to happen to you

You run back to your kitchen, hiding after the kitchen island, holding the knife. The guy started to hit the door with his feet right now, really hard.

Y/N: Shit shit

Jungkook: What?

Y/N: He’s hitting the door with his feet and pushing himself into it

Jungkook: Call the security

Y/N: That means I have to hang up with you and that terrifies me more

Jungkook: Fuck! I’m going to break his legs. I’m here. I’ll take the elevator to the 14th, then tale the stairs to 15th so he can’t hear and run

Y/N: Please be careful, he might be armed

Jungkook: I’ll ask one of the guards to come with me, don’t worry. I’m hanging up now

After 2 minutes you hear loud noises outside, even screams. You go to look trough the hole and you Jungkook trying to keep the guy on the floor, punching him.

In seconds, everything goes to shit, because you see the stalker getting up and running, while Jungkook holds his hands close to him and the guard is running after the guy.

Right then, you open the door to check on Jungkook and you see he’s bleeding.

Y/N: Omg, Kook! Where are you hurt?

Jungkook: Just my hand, he took out a knife and I managed to take it from him before he stabbed me.

Y/N: Shit! Come inside, let’s stop the bleeding and we’re going to the hospital

You two get inside and you bring the first aid kit, try to clean his cut and tie some bandages over it, putting pressure.

Then you left to the closest hospital, taking his car.

Y/N: I can’t believe he wanted to stab you. I’ll kill him with my own hands

Jungkook: Didn’t know you like me this much to kill for me

Y/N: Not funny, Kook. You could have been dead because of me

Jungkook: It’s not your fault and I just got a cut. What you should worry about is that the creep has a knife on him and he wanted to use it on you. Also, he escaped and he will come back to finish his job. We need to find you a new place.

Y/N: You can be sure I am not spending one single night in that apartment again.

Jungkook left messages on the 97’s group chat, telling them what happened. At the hospital, they took care of him right away when they saw who he was. He didn’t let you stay two feet away from him.

He asked the hospital staff to call the police, since this was an attack, and you both would place charges.

It took a couple of hours and you told Hana to come pick you up from there. As you were still talking to the cops, your phone was going crazy. Calls and texts, probably Mingyu saw the messages in the group and told everyone.

You needed to answer to Hoshi’s call, so you excused yourself for a minute.

Y/N: Hiii

Soonyoung: Omg, are you ok? Where are you, I’m coming to get you

Y/N: I’m ok, nothing happened to me. We’re at the hospital now with the police. Hana’s coming to get me and we’re coming to yours.

Soonyoung: Are you still with Jungkook there?

Y/N: Yes, he’s here too. He got injured.

Soonyoung: Oh.

Y/N: Don’t worry, ok? In 15 minutes I’m heading to your place and we talk there. Gotta go, Soonie

Soonyoung: Please be careful and call me immediately if something happens

You say goodbye to Jungkook and promise to keep in touch, the you leave. When you see Hana, she’s running to you crying.

Hana: Omg, pookie! I got so scared

She’s hugging you, leaving you without air.

Hana: Let’s get you to your man. He kept on insisting to come get you himself but if would have taken too much time.

Y/N: Awww, poor Soonie

Hana: Yeah, he even cried on the phone after he found out from Mingyu

Y/N: Let’s go, I need to get out of this place

Arriving at Hoshi’s place you were finally feeling safe, after so many hours.

He opened the door and you jumped in his arms, crying. It took him a few minutes to hold and comfort you until you relaxed.

Y/N: I was so scared. I felt like I had no one to call. I felt so lonely. I’m sorry for calling Jungkook

Soonyoung: Baby..I’m not mad about that. I’m happy he got there in time and that nothing worse happened. I can’t believe you went trough this, I’m so sorry

Y/N: It was awful

Soonyoung: You’re staying with me for a while, ok?

Y/N: But..

Soonyoung: No buts, I will be leaving in 2 weeks anyway, so why not spend as much time as we can together. And you’ll be safe here, it’s a very closed off complex and well guarded.

Y/N: I would love to stay with you

Mingyu: I made some relaxing tea, drink some. Are you hungry?

Y/N: Yeah, starving

Jeonghan comes and hold your hand, a sad look on his face.

Jeonghan: I’m sorry we’re leaving now when you’re going trough this

Seungcheol: Don’t worry, Han, I will still be around, and the members

Soonyoung: Yeah, but the one who should be here for her the most is leaving

Jeonghan: Me?(resting his head on your shoulder, leaning into you)

Mingyu: Idiot! Don’t worry guys, we will all be here for her. First things first, I will take it upon myself to find you a new place to move into.

Soonyoung: Why? Can’t she stay here all the time I am gone? The place will be empty and she won’t need to waste money on rent. I would feel so much better if you’d stay here, baby

Y/N: I’ll think about it and we’ll talk another time.

Seungcheol: What did you want to talk about with us?

Y/N: Well the creep from today is harassing me for weeks. He keeps on sending texts with threats. It happened since Berlin. I thought he will stop when we get back home, but it seems he knows now where I live. Today I found a letter from him along with photos he took of me while on tour.

Mingyu: Shit! Why didn’t you say anything before?

Y/N: Didn’t want to bother you while on tour, you needed to focus on that.

Soonyoung: So it’s worse than I thought.

Joshua: No shit, he wanted to kill her today, dummy

Soonyoung: Don’t say that, Shua! I’ll die if something happens to my baby

Mingyu: How do we catch the guy?

Jeonghan: How would we know? Let the police handle it

Mingyu: Yeah, but maybe we can find out things. How much do you think the police will do?

Joshua: They should, because now Jungkook is involved, and it’s serious. The company will intervene, lawyers

Y/N: I agree, we should let the police handle it. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt

Soonyoung is on your left, holding your left hand, kissing your head, while Jeonghan is on your right, holding your right hand. Mingyu is bringing the tea cup to your lips so you can drink. You feel overwhelmed

Y/N: Guys, please, let’s all calm down and I’ll drink my tea myself. Thanks, Gyu. And thank you all for being here for me, it means a lot

Seungcheol: Let’s give her some space, everyone. Gyu, I’ll help with the food

Y/N: How am I going to get my stuff from my place? And why isn’t Juni here?

Hana: I’ll go get a suitcase with things you’ll need today and tomorrow we can go together and get everything

Jeonghan: Jun is on his way, he wanted to bring you some special soup to make you feel better and I guess it takes some time

Y/N: He’s the best

Soonyoung: Yaaa, right in front of your boyfriend?

Jeonghan: What about me?

Y/N: You are all the best, ok?

After some time, Jun arrived and he got your favourite soup. He always knows how to make things better. You all sat to eat, some had a few glasses.

Hana: Who’s coming with me to Y/N’s place to get some stuff? Preferably two guys

Mingyu: I’ll go. Cheol?

Seungcheol: Ok, let’s go. That creep should count his minutes if I find him lurking around there.

Soonyoung: Guys, but when you get back you’ll all go home, right? I’m tired being the host for today

Y/N: Soonie, don’t be rude

Mingyu: It’s fine, that’s how he is when he has guests. That’s why he left the dorm to live alone. He likes his peace

Soonyoung: It’s enough socializing when I work, at home I can finally be myself and recharge

Jeonghan: I completely agree. And this is me, leaving home too. Two hours is enough for me. Call me if you need me, kids

Y/N: Yes, dad. Thank you(he places a little kiss on your head) and goes for the door

Joshua: Hold up, I’m coming with you. Bye guys, and keep in touch, stay safe

Jun: Now I feel awkward being the only one left.

Soonyoung: Moon Junhui, don’t feel awkward

Y/N: I might leave you two for a while, I kind of need a shower

Soonyoung: Oh! Let me run a bath for you and we will let you relax. Just wait here

He went immediately to prepare your bath, leaving you alone with Jun.

Jun: How are you, after everything?

Y/N: I don’t think my brain fully understands the danger I am in right now. It’s like it’s protecting me from going insane

Jun: That’s a good strategy. But. Please never be alone on the street again

Y/N: How do I do that, though? Everyone had a life, can’t have people glued to me 24/7

Jun: Actually, you can. We’re getting you a bodyguard until the scumbag is caught. And we will make sure he gets caught

Y/N: That sounds so.. fancy. I am not some celebrity, Juni

Jun: Shut up. You’re important to me. To Hoshi, to Hana, to the others. Just accept tge help this time

Y/N: Ok, but only because I’m really scared for my life

After 15 minutes, you hear your boyfriend calling for you that the bath is ready. He made sure to put all types of oils inside the water. It smelled really good and you just wanted to sink into that warm bath and not think.

Soonyoung: Want my help with your clothes?

Y/N: Would be nice, thanks

You let him take your clothes off slowly. He was so gentle, all the love he had for you emanating from his eyes. After you were completely naked, he gave you a warm hug, telling you how much he loved you., then left you alone.

You lowered yourself in the tub and let the feeling take over. His bathroom had big windows and you sat there, looking over the city. Just the light from a few scented candles surrounding you, and some slow relaxing music in the background.

Somehow, you thought that hearing your boyfriend and your friend watch a movie would be more relaxing. It was because not hearing them gave you a little anxiety, feeling lonely.

Yeah, it was because of the events from today, not wanting to be alone in a room. You knew the creep wouldn’t be able to climb Hoshi’s building to find you in his bathroom, but still.

You wondered where he could be, what could he be doing right now. Planning his next move? Planning how to murder you? If it was so easy for him to get into your building, wouldn’t it be easy to get into this complex too?

And it would be easy for him to find out where you are, he could easily follow you from work. You have no idea how he looks like, he could be any guy on the street, on the subway, in the supermarket.

You decide that this is not relaxing you and after 10 minutes you wash yourself, put fresh clothes that Hoshi brough for you from his closet, brush your teeth, clean your face and get back into the living room.

Soonyoung opens his arms for you, patting the couch for you to lay between them. You really feel safe like this, you think. You don’t want to think what you’re going to do after he enlists.

You felt like home with his arms wrapped around you. Felt so good that you feel asleep pretty fast. You were exhausted after today.

At some point you heard voices, and you don’t know how you ended up in bed. You were too sleepy to open your eyes, but you felt your boyfriend next to you, facing you, his hand over your waist.

Since he was few inches away, you needed to feel him so you dragged yourself next to his body. It felt warm and good. You put your right hand under your head and the left one stroking his face and hair.

But it wasn’t close enough. You pouted and whined and moved so that your forehead touched his, your nose touched his. Your left leg went over his hip, pulling him into you.

After a few seconds you whined again. No, this won’t do either. You gave him lazy sleepy little kisses all over his face. Now he’s whining, trying to whisper something

Soonyoung: What is it, love? Can’t sleep?

Y/N: No, I felt like loving you

Soonyoung: Feels nice

Y/N: You’re so cute, I think I might eat your cute little nose

Soonyoung: Nooo, I need it

As you were being silly and sleepy, things started to heat up as you were now kissing his lips too. Because one little kiss leads to more little kisses, that lead to bigger kisses, and deeper kisses, and needy kisses.

The kissing lead to touching, groping, rubbing. You needed to feel his naked body net to yours. Both your clothes were gone in a heartbeat.

It was something very intimate about laying facing each other on your sides, naked, making out. It felt like time has stopped and you have no care in the world.

The sleepiness was long gone, the only sensation you were feeling now was love. It was not always about sex, you sometimes had moments when you were in this same context, making out, naked, but no orgasms or penetration involved.

It just felt so satisfying to both of you to show your love like this. Two freaks for physical touch.

But tonight you wanted to feel him deep inside you, to hear his moans into your ear, to watch his orgasm face as he spilled his cum into you. You wanted everything.

So you moved your hand between your bodies to grab his hard cock, stroking it slowly. Didn’t take long for him to be a mess.

Soonyoung: Baby….I want you so bad. Please let me feel you around my cock

You position the tip right on your entrance and let him push inside. You were already so wet from all that foreplay that the stretch didn’t hurt that much.

Y/N: Oh fuck

Soonyoung: Does it hurt?

Y/N: It always hurts at first, Soonie. Your cock is so fucking fat

Soonyoung: God, don’t say that, I might explode right now

Y/N: Please fuck me. Fuck me and don’t let me go

Soonyoung: I won’t, my love. I’ll fuck you like this until we both cum

He continued to fuck into you, alternating the speed. He loved fucking you slow, he could concentrate better like that. One of his hands went around your throat, chocking you. He knows it drives you crazy.

You kept one hand on his chest, scratching at it and the other in his hair, pulling on it. Sloppy kisses, deep wet thrusts, dirty words and moans could be heard around the room.

Y/N: Shit, you feel so good. You’re going to make me cum soon

Soonyoung: Wanna feel you cum around my cock

Few thrusts later and you started shaking in his arms, your walls squeezing his cock impossibly hard, triggering his own release.

Y/N: Oh my God, that was so good. I needed that

Soonyoung: I love you

Y/N: I love you

The next few days were crazy. Jun and Soonyoung hired you a bodyguard who would follow you at all times while you were outside. He would escort you from Hoshi’s apartment door to work and back home, he would go with you shopping and anywhere else you had to be.

It felt a bit weird but you felt safe. You kept in touch with Jungkook and with the detectives working on this case. They managed to find out who the creep was and where he lived and worked.

It seems that he’s a photographer, working for a well known magazine in Seoul. They looked for him at his apartment but he was not there, they even broke his door down.

The guy just vanished. Then they looked with anyone he could have connections with, but found out he had no friends and his family didn’t want to hear from him.

Now, this is a bad sign. The stalker must be really angry right now since the police is onto him and he can’t even go home or to work. That means no money and no place to sleep.

He might have a car, so he could sleep in it, or use his savings to sleep in cheap rooms. But now, more than ever he would want to hurt you. He probably blames you for ruining his life.

Soonyoung has been extra busy, filming stuff in advance that the company could use while he’s gone. But at least you were spending every night together and it brought a little bit of comfort.

One afternoon while you found yourself at the police station, together with Jungkook and his lawyers, your boyfriend calls you.

Y/N: Yeah, Soonie

Soonyoung: I finished work early today, can we order some food?  I’m on my way home

Y/N: Oh, I’m not home though. I’m at the police station again

Soonyoung: Oh. You need me there? I can be there in 30

Then he hears Jungkook’s voice, calling for you, telling you to hurry the phonecall. This pissed off Hoshi a lot.

Soonyoung: Ya, why is Jungkook telling you to end our call? Why is he there again with you?

Y/N: No no no, don’t get upset now. He doesn’t know I’m talking to you. And we both needed to be here with the lawyers, to speed things up. I’ll be home soon.

Soonyoung: Don’t take his side

Y/N: I’m not, just explaining why we’re here and that you there’s no reason to worry about him. We’ve talked about this

Soonyoung: You know what? I’m coming there to take you home myself

Y/N: I don’t want to argue with you, so I’ll let you do that. I need to get back to the others, I’ll be done until you get here.

When you finished the meeting and got out of the room, you find a very sulky Soonyoung waiting in the hallway. He quickly comes towards you when he sees you, with an apologetic look on his face.

Jungkook: Oh, hyung, you’re here

Soonyoung: And you’re here. With my girlfriend. Again(trying to wrap it in a joke)

Jungkook: You have nothing to worry about, though. She is crazy for you

Soonyoung: Really now?

Jungkook: You’re all she talks about

Y/N: Guuuys, I’m right here

Jungkook: Well I’ll be going now, have to stop by the company

As soon as you got into Hoshi’s car, he started to apologize about his fit earlier, telling you that he trusts you, but not Jungkook. Because he knows how men can be and he has eyes and obviously, you’re the most beautiful creature ever.

You two drove home and he had to order your favourite food and spoil you. He played one of your favourite movies and prepared a bath for both of you.

As you were laying there in the bathtub, him holding you from behind, you started to become emotional. You told him to hold you tighter and talked about how much you will miss each other.

Many times he would say that he won’t enlist anymore, that he’ll wait another year. It was very conflicting in his mind, he wished everything was easier. He always wanted to go to the military and see what’s that about, but now he finds it really hard to wish for it.

He tells you he wants you to be there along with his family when he goes. Maybe you’ll be able to go undercover as a company staff. That also means you’ll meet his parents and it makes you nervous.

Soonyoung: But my parents know about you

Y/N: What?

Soonyoung: We don’t have secrets, they know everything

Y/N: How do they feel about our relationship?

Soonyoung: They are happy if I’m happy. I’m the pride of the family, you forgot?

Y/N: Silly

Soonyoung: I do want you to meet them before I leave, though. Wanna come with me to visit them next week?

Y/N: Are you sure? Do they know?

Soonyoung: Of course

After relaxing some more in the warm water, you washed each other’s hair and helped drying it, then got into bed. Like usual, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other and you had a steamy session of love making that left both of you spent.

You couldn’t help to overthink things this time. How will it go with his family, how are you going to keep the relationship while you’re not together physically, is he going to get bored? You know that saying, out of sight out of mind.

He’s a pretty emotional person, what if he will get over you as fast as he fell in love? You can’t actually know what he’s feeling, how strong or genuine his feelings are.

He told you that he never took a girl home to meet his family and you wondered why. You didn’t bother him with questions like that about his ex. You just knew it was a shit show and he was not comfortable talking about it.

You wondered why you’re doing this to yourself, why so much overthinking and doubting. Why are us all doing this to ourselves? And why can’t people just be honest, loyal and not assholes?

Not that Soonyoung was one. He was a sweetheart so far.

A week later and just a few days before his enlistment. You already met his parents and sister and it actually went pretty good. You felt welcomed and heard. They treated you as their own daughter.

You loved the dynamic between them, a little teasing between siblings. But all that showed how much they cared for each other.

Sometimes you wished you lived that with your own family. But eh, not everyone is meant to be a parent. You accepted that long time ago. That’s why you put so much into your relationships with people around you.

You make sure that the ones that deserve all the love, receive it.

The last few days together went on really fast. He was gone most of the day, shooting in advance. Each time the group was having nights out, you were there too. He wanted to make the most of the time left, spending it with everyone he loved.

His enlistment ceremony was hard. His family and the members were there. And you, as an undercover staff sent by the company.

You said you goodbyes and there he went, holding Jeonghan’s hand. At least they’ll have each other and you’re a little less worried.

The boys wanted to cheer you up and took you to lunch to a nice barbeque place. it was hard to hold your tears all day.

Jun: Come on, bestie, things are going to be ok. He’s going to get back in no time

Dino: And you’re still going to chat every day and meet from time to time

Y/N: That’s true, but still

Mingyu: Let’s put some food in you and you’ll feel better

Mingyu knew you and knew that food always helped. He wasn’t sure which one was the bigger foodie, you or Hoshi. He thought how lucky his friend was for having you and how sad he still felt for loosing you.

No, he was not going to steal you now that it was the same context. Boyfriend gone to the army, you alone. What type of lowlife would he be this time…

 2 days after you receive a phone call from Jungkook.

Jungkook: Yaaa, they caught the creep

Y/N: Seriously? Are we sure it’s him?

Jungkook: Yes, 100%. And he’s going to be behind bars for a long time. We’ll be needed at the station tomorrow.

Y/N: That’s fine, I’ll make time for this, I want that son of a bitch locked away. This has been a nightmare, could barely sleep at night.

Arriving at the police station the next day, you meet Jungkook in the parking lot and you go inside the building together. You meet with the lawyers and the detectives that lead you into a room.

They say you’ll be able to see the suspect behind a protective window. And when you move your eyes to his face you’re left stunned.

Y/N: It’s that fucking photographer

Jungkook: You know him? What photographer?

Y/N: When I was in Paris at this fashion show, he came to me and Hana and said he recognised me. Turns out he was the one who took the photos of me and Mingyu in our vacation in Italy(turning to Jungkook to give him a nasty look)

Jungkook: Oh! I had no idea who the photographer was. All I did was talk to a friend and she found the guy and talked to him and paid him. I never saw him.

Y/N: Anyway, we’ll talk about this later. But yeah, it’s him. This is crazy

This was big, now you could finally feel relieved. The crazy stalker was behind bars and you can walk around in peace. Only if your boyfriend was here to share the excitement with and give him a big hug.

One year and a half went fast. You kept in touch, texting every night before bed. He would be spent after the intense training and duties. He would talk about how nice people were to him and how many friends he made.

You would tell him stories from work and the times you would spend with the members, going at their shows, going out with them and so on.

He was trilled to know that you would visit his parents from time to time and formed a really nice relationship with them. His sister would joke that they should swap and have you as a sibling instead of Soonyoung.

Your outings with the ’97 crew got back to normal. Jungkook became…a friend? He was not like Jun, but you would talk sometimes. Hana was the happiest that the group reunited and everyone was getting along again.

Sometimes, Mingyu would give off a weird vibe but you could never get him to talk about what bothers him. Whenever you’d bring up Hoshi, he would try to change the subject, but at the same time he was very supportive of your relationship.

You also knew that he was seeing someone, a girl from a group. He didn’t want to disclose her identity and the guys were bullying him for it.

The thing with him was that he was still thinking about you and no matter how hard he tried to date others and fall in love, he couldn’t. He didn’t know why or how to get you out of his head.

And now, he hoped that this new girl was closer to what “perfect for him” was. He couldn’t avoid comparing her to you. He thought that everything you did or said was perfect, that you were just perfect.

He really tried to love other women but he was settling. For how long, he didn’t know. And you had no idea he was going trough all of this. Even if you knew, how would you help him?

Your worries now were about your future with your boyfriend, because you didn’t know how things will change when he gets back home in a few days. You grew to feel like home at his place and you felt safe there and closer to him.

There was no conversation about what you two will do after his military service and it kind of made you anxious.

It was almost Christmas and you couldn’t wait to spend the holidays with Hoshi and cuddle him every night. His discharge was quick, the members were there, except Wonwoo and Woozi who enlisted recently after their last comeback in September.

The plan was for everyone, including members and his family to get together at the company for a little welcome home dinner-party. Since Soonyoung had to meet up with some staff to finish some paperwork, Mingyu offered to pick you up from home.

The drive to the Hybe building was pretty quiet, Mingyu was not himself today. He is nervous, he wants to say something but doesn’t know how.

Mingyu: Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah

Mingyu: You know I will always care for you, right?

Y/N: I guess? Why?

Mingyu: I think I am not over you(a long moment of silence, in which you were shocked). I don’t know why I’m telling you this, I guess I feel like it will help me with closure and stuff. Or maybe it will help me get over it once and for all, with you knowing how I feel. I’m sorry, I am not trying to burden you, I just needed to get it out of my chest.

Y/N: Oh! I…. don’t know what to say

Mingyu: Don’t need to say anything, really. Please, don’t feel bad or weird, ok? Just be my friend and that’s it. I am really happy for you and Hosh. Like really really happy.

You looked at him and could see the sadness in his eyes. But he was also genuine about him being happy for you. You trust him and you will be his friend if that’s what he needs.

And if he needs to put some space between you two, then you will give him that.

Arriving at the company, the elevator ride with Mingyu felt awkward. You tried to act natural but it was hard, considering what he just told you 20 minutes ago. Also, should you tell this to your boyfriend?

Entering the room where everyone gathered, there was no sign of Soonyoung, and Jeonghan. They probably haven’t finished their meeting with the managers, you think.

Jun comes to you and keeps you in a tight hug for what feels like minutes, observing your worried face.

Jun: What is it? Nervous?

Y/N: Yeah, I really am nervous.

Jun: Wanna talk later?

Y/N: We’ll see how things go. Some people might get really drunk tonight and need babysitting. By people I mean Your good friend Hoshi.

Jun: Let’s have fun tonight and get some drinks, girl!

Y/N: Who gets drunk first pays for one dinner

Jun: Get ready to lose, you loser!

You were already starting your second glass of whatever Joshua made for you. Tasted sweet and you thought it will be easy to beat Jun since you barely felt any alcohol in the drink.

You were in a conversation with Dino and Cheol, when the door opens with a bang, barely having time to turn around to see what was the sound, when you saw someone running to you and crashing into your body, lifting you off the floor.

Soonyoung: Babe!!! You’re here!

Next thing you hear is him crying, saying how he missed you. He put you down, but his arms still strong around you. You couldn’t contain your own tears either, letting them fall down your cheeks.

Then he pulled away, littering your face with kisses, making you giggle.

Y/N: Soonyoung, there are people around!

Soonyoung: Don’t care. Everyone knows I’m obsessed with you, so..

After a minute or two he lets you go to hug the rest of the people in the room, his parents looking at him with great pride.

Most of the day, Hoshi stood by your side, even though you kept telling him that you’re fine and he can go mingle with his friends. But he felt like he could not breath if he was not touching you in any way.

Soonyoung: Love? Ready to go home?

Y/N: I love the sound of that.

The whole ride home your hand was in his, didn’t let go until you were both inside his apartment.

Soonyoung: Let’s make a huge bed on the living room floor so we can lay down, looking out the windows and cuddle.

Y/N: But let’s shower first

With both being needy and fucking horny, the shower took longer than expected, but you both decided to behave. Still, you kept kissing and touching each other. Hands all over your naked bodies. Things were getting really heated and you couldn’t wait to get to bed.

You didn’t even bother to put sleep clothes on, you just got under the blanket, holding each other tight.

Y/N: Missed this so much. Missed you

Soonyoung: I know, baby. Me too

And without any more words, you started kissing, him shifting his weight on top of you, hands going all over your body. Your hands flew over his shoulders, pulling him impossibly close.

You wanted to whisper sweet nothings into his ear, but your mouth would not cooperate with you. And whenever you had a second free from kisses, his lips would be on yours immediately.

Both feeling starved for each other, to feel, touch, love. The only thing you could get out of your mouth were pretty moans that were quickly devoured by his own mouth.

You felt him enter you slowly. You haven’t felt him like this in months and it felt so good that all the emotions and feelings made you cry of happiness and pleasure. Orgasms starting to come one after another, your vision getting blurry, mouth searching for his.

As he kept thrusting into you, making love to you, he would whisper “I love you”, not breaking the kiss. Everything felt so intense and you wanted more.

You felt him cumming inside you, and all you could say was “Don’t stop” and he didn’t. He needed more, he needed more of you. In minutes he came a second time and you didn’t even remembered how many times you came.

He kept his thrusts but at a low pace, just enjoying a little overstimulation and your puffy lips on his.

Soonyoung: Marry me!

That made you squeeze around him so hard and it made him giggle, so he said it again and that made you cum again.

Soonyoung: My God, please. I don’t think I can go for another round right now.

After you came down from your orgasm, you tried to gather your thoughts.

Y/N: Soonyoungie, what are you trying to do? Don’t mock me, that’s a very serious question

Soonyoung looks at you with a straight face.

Soonyoung: Baby, I am as serious as I can be. I want to be your husband, put a ring on your pretty finger and make you mine forever. So answer me, please.

Y/N: There is nothing that I want more, so yes. Yes, of course I’ll marry you, my silly tiger

Soonyoung: When can we start making babies?

Y/N: You came back from the military today, slow down!

Soonyoung: Sorry, I’m just really happy right now.

Y/N: Me too

That night, you fell asleep in each other’s arms, talking about your future. You never felt happier and it made you think that you probably deserve to be happy too. The only worry you had now was how Mingyu will feel after he’ll find out about your engagement.

You knew this will break his heart again and it made yours sink into your chest.

Feeling guilty that your happiness might upset someone else is real, and maybe this is your punishment for being happy. But whatever happens, you’ll allow yourself to feel all these emotions, good and bad. You didn’t feel alone anymore, you had someone that made you feel appreciated and loved.

Final note: Thanks to everyone who have interacted to my fic. This was the final chapter from the long story and will start my new mafia fic very soon. Hope you enjoyed it and I hope I did a good job, this being my first ever story that I have written. Now I'll go cry into my pillow, missing Jeonghan, bye! Stay safe!

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Paring- Boyfriend!Jungkook x Girlfriend!Reader

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A/N; have you been here before, you look familiar?

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"Jungkook?"

"Hhm," your doe-eyed boyfriend looks up at you, his face leaving the comfort of your breast.

"How do you feel about giving head?" Jungkook's head perks up. His eyes widen with curiosity as he looks at you, waiting for his response. You can see the mischievous glint in his eyes, hinting at his eagerness to the question.

"What?" His cheeks are red. You smile, rubbing his pink-stained cheek. "I want to sit on your face," Jungkook's smile widened up. You let out a giggle, feeling the warmth of his blush against your palm. His eyes sparkle with excitement as he leans in closer, eager to fulfill, your desires . "I can't wait to taste you," he whispers, his voice filled with darkness.

Jungkook starts attacking your face with kisses. You moan as he smooths kisses all over your face.

He kisses your lips. "Go ahead, baby," you smile, perking up. Jungkook lays on his back. , Your legs are around his neck. You look down at him. Eyes locking together, "Are you sure?" Jungkook nods, yanking your body to sit directly on top of him.

He pulls your panties to the side, licking a long strip against you. His touch sends shivers down your spine as you feel his warm breath against your skin. You arch your back in pleasure, unable to resist his seductive charm. Jungkook's tongue explores your body, sending montains of pleasure through you. You gasp as he licks you, the connection of his tongue with your walls between your legs making you shake.

You lower on him, grabbing into his hair. Running through the shiney strands of his soft hair. As he continues to please you, you feel your body reaching new heights of ecstasy. Every movement of his tongue against your cunt ignites a fire within you, driving you closer to the edge of bliss. You moan his name, unable to keep up with the overwhelming pleasure he gives you.

Your cunt rubs against his nose, and perk up, shocked at the feel. But Jungkook slams you on him. He devours you, slipping his tongue in and out of your hole, wetting up all your sides, sucking, and pulling, teasing you. His hands grip your thighs firmly, holding you in place as he expertly brings you to the brink of release. His relentless eating sends the white hot heat of sensation through your body, leaving you gasping for air and clinging to him for dear life. Every touch, every kiss, and every movement from him feels like pure heaven.

You start to move forward and back, again and again. Your speed getting rough as you lose yourself in this pleasure that was a met thought just minutes ago. Your hands in his hair, riding his face to your building orgasm. Your legs are sweaty, mind fogging as you feel the heat travel through your body.

Jungkook grips your thighs as you movig on him faster, and you clit plusing together as you finsh on his face. Jungkook breathes hot air over your skin as he breathes in your orgasam. You collapse against him, both of you breathing heavily, completely lost in your. The intensity of the pleasure leaves you both in a state of euphoria.

🝮

"Dose the Princess, wants to get eaten?" Jungkook smile. Leaning into you and kissing your neck. You nod playing with the ear of your Hello Kitty plushie. "Should've just said so, baby."

You and Jungkook had a fight to hours ago about (in his eyes) the stupidest thing ever.

A girl giving your man flowers, the man your with seven days a week, 24 hours a day. You were angry to say the least turns out he was buying you flowers.

You brushed him off and stormed to your room without a word. Now you’re about to get devoured up by Jungkook’s poseidon.

You pull your legs apart, rubbing a finger at your slit. "You're very wet, little slut soaking through her panties. Just waiting to get licked?" You nod excitedly.

"I want to taste you so bad," he whisper, feeling your heart race with precognition.

"Please." He beg, spreading your legs wider in anticipation.

"Yes, Jungkook, please." Jungkook takes off your underwear, leaving your pink skirt. He plays with your soft thighs. Licks up your cunt. He spreads your wetness against his lips. Licking over all your nerves. His tongue dances over your clit, sending shivers down your back. You moan softly, arching your back in pleasure as he continues to explore every inch of you with his mouth.

He moves his head to the side to tease your little hole. Sucking your clit into his mouth. "You taste so sweet." You grab into his hair. And pull him closer, wanting more of his touch.

"Mhm, kookie!" Jungkook teases your pearl, swirling his tongue around the nub. He inserts a finger into you. You moan loudly. Jungkook slaps you cunt. Driving back into you. Licking you all over. He goes lower and licks over your puckered hole. You cry out in pleasure, feeling his every move intensify your desire.

You cup your mouth and moan loudly into your hand. Jungkook tastes his note. He gets on his knees. You look at him, and you breathe. "Why do you stop?" You suck in a breath when Jungkook flips you over. Grabbing your hips. You push your chest into your mattress. You grip your satin pink sheets.

"Jungkook-ahh," Jungkook plunges into your wetness. He licks and moves up. He swirls his tongue around your puckered hole. You scream into your pillow. Punching your mattress.

Jungkook, Sucks both of your holes. Playing and teasing with both. You feel your body crashing out. You orgasm mixing your stomach. You groan until you feel Jungkook's thick finger thrust into your ass. You feel the rush of pleasure wash over you. You arch your back and moan loudly, unable to control your reactions.

You roll your eyes. Moan, you holding his wrist. Jungkook's licks your clit from the back with his finger deep into your ass. Just the thought gets you over. You grab onto the sheets, your body trembling with pleasure. Jungkook's touch sends you spiraling into every nerve, ending on fire with drive.

Your knees feel weak as your orgasms wash over you. Your body is breaking down. Jungkook continues finger fucking you through your high. You collapse onto the bed, panting heavily as Jungkook's fingers continue to work their magic. Every muscle in your body feels like jelly, completely spent from the intense pleasure. Jungkook leans down and whispers in your ear,

"Fuck, I would fuck you, but...I'm tired." Jungkook laughs, looking at your slumped body against your soft pink pillow. He fixed your skirt, hauling you up your cuddle. His warm embrace envelops you as you drift off to sleep.

You fell asleep in your boyfriend's arms.

[slytherinshua]

CUDDLING WITH AMPERS&ONE

genre. fluff. warnings. reader described to be shorter/smaller in brian's (but let's be real who is gonna be taller than him 😭). reader has maybe long hair in seungmo's. not proofread. pairing. ampers&one x fem!reader. wc. 930 (around 130 per member). request. requested by anon. a/n. in my writing for ampers era i'm so excited (maybe eventually i'll find a bias even) net. @kstrucknet

KAMDEN ﾐ 캠든

He’s all for whatever you want as he honestly doesn’t have many preferences about how you cuddle 

As long as you’re content and he gets to be close to you, he’s a happy camper

Some days you just rest your head on his shoulder, other days you’re on his lap or spooning 

You often wake up with limbs completely tangled with his during the night— you’re not sure how it got that way, but the closeness of your boyfriend warms your heart

90% of the time, you’re the one initiating cuddles as his arms are always free for you

But he’s definitely the type to grab your waist and pull you onto his lap as you’re walking by, which is one of the few times he initiates <3

BRIAN ﾐ 브라이언

Sweetheart’s cradle all the way, it’s like his favourite way to cuddle you

With your head resting on his chest, arm wrapped around your waist, he feels so content with you in his arms

And you love listening to his steady heartbeat <3 there’s nothing more relaxing

Sometimes you hear it speed up when you compliment him too

Since he’s so tall, he wouldn’t even mind if you lay completely on top of him

He likes back hugs too or any standing up hugs/cuddles cause he loves the height difference

Would look down at you with a lovesick expression and kiss your forehead before pulling you into a tight hug

He’d never tease you about your height, but he’s silently endeared by how much shorter you are than him

JIHO ﾐ 지호

His cuddles are the softest thing in the world oh my god he’s so gentle and comforting

He needs to be so close to you, as close as humanly possible

Arms wrapped around your body, your arms wrapped around his body, legs intertwined, everything

And he’d be unable to control his smiles while cuddling too cause he’s just so happy whenever you’re in his arms !!

Best believe you have a routine of cuddling before sleep, finding the most comfortable position in each other’s arms before dozing off

If during the night you get separated, whoever is first to wake up will rectify that 

Being in Jiho’s arms for as much of the day as possible is the ultimate goal, which makes separating so he can leave for work a hard task for both of you

SIYUN ﾐ 시윤

Always always you’re on his lap

He’ll think of any plausible excuse just to keep you close so he can continue hugging you :(

Says he’s cold and you need to warm him up or that he’s deprived of cuddles and needs his daily dose, etc.

Somehow his convincing always leads to you cuddling against him, not that you ever would complain

His chest is your personal pillow and his thighs are your cushion— why would you ever choose your own seat when your boyfriend was right there?

The problem comes from Siyun’s habit of falling asleep while you’re cuddling, effectively trapping you because his arms are still wrapped securely around your waist

We all know he’s a deep sleeper too so good luck waking him up

KYRELL ﾐ 카이렐

He loves to cuddle you under blankets, especially if its cold outside

He perfected a burrito technique to keep you both completely covered head to toe with the blankets

You’re wrapped up so close to Kyrell and just so comfortable and warm

He’ll also just put the blanket over your legs if you’re cuddling on the couch 

He’s reach for your hand and lace your fingers together so carefully and then rub small circles over your knuckles with his thumb

Loves to watch movies like that— it definitely became a regular for stay-in movie nights

He also likes having you in between his legs, even if you’re just sitting on the floor

Would build legos with you like that with his head resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist :’)

MACKIAH ﾐ 마카야

Either cuddling in bed facing each other, or a classic arm around your shoulder while sitting <3

The man is a yapper so he’ll probably be talking to you while cuddling (or listening to you talk!)

He likes to play with your hands/fingers as well, feeling the softness of your skin and the warmth from your body

Or just hold them and give little squeezes; if he squeezes 3 times in succession you know he’s saying ‘I love you’

He’s very classically romantic like he came straight out of a teen romcom

Rather than throwing you pickup/flirty lines on your dates, he’d more likely do it while you’re cuddling

Makes you 10 times more flustered just from the close contact, and you’d definitely bury your face into his chest/shoulder to hide how flushed you are

SEUNGMO ﾐ 승모

Seungmo is particular about cuddling, he has his preferences because, to him, it’s a very serious business

He wants to be on your lap

Whether it’s just his head resting on your thigh or you holding his entire body, that part doesn’t much matter to him 

You both love it even though it’s unconventional 

You because it gives you access to his hair to play with or his cheeks to nom kiss

Him because he loves the feeling of your fingers in his hair or tracing the lines of his face

He would grab one of your hands to press little kisses to your knuckles and would get so giggly if you gave him cheek/forehead kisses because your hair would tickle his face

He’ll also blow raspberries on your belly sometimes

↳ ampers&one taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @hursheys

[inside-levis-pocket]

oh to be gudetama

[lymtw]

Toji can't ignore the sounds of your moans and whimpers through the wall. He's sitting on the couch, in the living room, unable to do anything about it, because you're still mad at him, and he's frustrated as hell, because he's so painfully hard, that he can see his dick twitching against the front of his sweats. He refuses to take care of it himself when he knows you're only a room away. To his convenience, you're already in the mood—clearly—but to his inconvenience, you're punishing him. You're scattering his name into your moans to throw salt in the wound, to really make it unbearable, and truthfully, it's getting to him.

Toji reached his limit when he heard you let out a sharp gasp, followed by the sound of those cries you let out when you cum hard. He strides over to your shared bedroom, opening the door to reveal your naked lower body, and your tank top scrunched up over your chest. His breath hitches, the throbbing in his pants intensifying as he rakes his eyes over your frame and absorbs the entire sight of you.

"You're really gonna get yourself off to the thought of me, when i'm right outside?" His incredulous tone doesn't do a good job of hiding the desperation that led him to barge into the room where you're splayed out so indecently.

"Mhm..." you hum, blissfully. You release a heavy, satisfied sigh. "That's exactly what I just did, 'cause you're on a time out," you say, tugging your shirt back down and pulling up your underwear, before sitting up to search for your shorts. "Don't worry. I finished. I'm done torturing you."

He can't let it be over. This normally wouldn't be enough to satisfy you. From what he heard, it seems like you only came once.

"Baby, no," he almost whines. He's outwardly desperate for you, having gone way too long without being allowed to touch you, intimately. "Let me. Please," he says, climbing onto the bed. His hands make contact with the skin of your bare legs and glide over the length of your shins, continuing their way up to part your thighs to make room for him to wedge himself between them.

"I did what you asked of me. Said I was sorry and repeated after you to call myself dumb." It was such a silly moment that made the storm in your mind subside for a minute or two.

Toji resists the urge to smile when he sees you suppressing the curl of your own lips. His hands go to your waist, not stopping there. The warmth of his palms travels up your edges, meeting the sides of your breasts and briefly palming the tops of them, in order to get to your shoulders. He grips your shoulders, using them as leverage to guide you back down to the bed. Focus is embedded into his features as he takes the thin material of your shirt between his rough fingertips and peels it off your skin until he reveals the gorgeous view of one of his favorite parts of your body.

Like a domestic cat, he lays his body on you, and plants his face between your breasts. It doesn't take long for him to begin appreciating your chest, pressing multiple slow kisses to your skin. He's basking in the softness you withheld from him.

"What else do you want from me, doll?"

You let out a small, quiet sigh, through your nose. You feel a little irritated with yourself for not even putting up a fight against his affection. You always say you're not going to let him touch you for a certain amount of time, as punishment for the dumb things he does, and yet somehow it always ends up this way—him nuzzling into your chest.

"I want you to stop being a jealous maniac," you say, the words coming out softer than you intended them to, as you welcome defeat and run your fingers through his soft, dark locks.

"Mm-mm, anything but that," he responds, muffled by your warm skin. His hands caress your body, rubbing your waist and massaging your hips in a manner that would induce relaxation under different circumstances. You can't let yourself fall into that comfort until you've talked things out.

"Toji, you flashed your gun at someone who mistook me for somebody else." You attempt to keep yourself composed in order to communicate the issue efficiently. There's no need to raise your voice when you have him right there, lying comfortably on your chest.

"Mhm, I did that," Toji confirms, before planting a soft kiss on the inner side of your right breast. "The dickwad must have been real blind if he had to get so close." He feels your chest rise with a deep inhale, then hears you let out the breath. With that, he knows you're still upset and he has to further elaborate on his actions. "He had his filthy paws on you and everything. I did what I thought was best to get him to fuck off."

You hum in mere acknowledgment. "Uh-huh, that's definitely the way to go about it. God forbid you verbalize your discomfort before threatening to use a bullet."

You feel a warm puff of air on your chest, similar to the sigh you let out, but less audible, and then a kiss directly between your breasts.

"I was right next to you, ma. He was looking at you in a way that he shouldn't have been. He looked at you the same way that I look at you. You don't need that from anyone else. And that stupid ass thing he said about supposedly feeling like he's seen you somewhere? He clearly said it to get a good look at you from up close."

"You really are insane, aren't you?" You ask, rhetorically, stilling the hand that's on the back of his head.

"Doll, I hate the idea of pulling the gun out in front of you. I don't ever wanna have to use it and scare you in the process, but he was actively trying to steal you from me. If he were just ogling you from afar, I might've acted differently, but he touched you. He fucking touched you. Who does shit like that?"

Toji can feel his blood boiling again, so he refocuses on your chest. He doesn't want to think about what happened anymore, when he's in his happy place, where he knows he belongs.

"Alright, Toji. Take a deep breath." You softened your voice to simmer down his emotions. You resumed the movement of your fingers carding through his hair, aiding him in calming down more.

He does as you say and releases a heavy breath. It's riddled with his discontented feelings. "You're supposed to be mine," he mumbles, before finally latching his lips around your nipple.

Toji needs reassurance, too. Him being an attractive, enormous, hulking man, has nothing to do with how secure he feels around you, his lover. It's easy to think that because he manages to turn heads wherever he goes, that he'll be fine when you get those same reactions, but the way you have him now, is proof that insecurity can reach even him. He needs to know that he's not going to lose you so easily, especially to someone as ridiculous as the man who managed to unsettle him.

You look down at him as he takes all the comfort he needs from your chest. "I'm all yours, Toji. You're the only one who will ever get a pass for that kind of psychotic behavior."

He hums, releasing your breast, before resting the side of his face down on your chest. "You make it sound like i'm toxic towards you."

Your chest jumps as you laugh, a gesture that makes Toji lift his gaze to look at you. Your expression managed to make him lighten up a little more.

"You're crazy, but I love you, regardless."

He groans, the sound cushioned by your soft skin. You're the one thing that holds up his sanity, yet somehow you're also the one who tests it by saying things like that to him.

"Let me have you," he says, his kisses beginning to trail up, towards your neck. "Please, let me have you, mama."

"Are you gonna keep threatening people when you get jealous?" You ask, your lips curling as be continues to kiss your delicate skin.

"Mhm," he confirms. "Like I said and you said," he speaks, into your neck, "you're mine. If people don't know it, i'll make sure they get it on the first go. There's no need to make mistakes."

You laugh. "Your possessiveness is intense."

"You're not a joke, to me," he says, looking at you. His expression is as serious as what he just said.

You grab the rolled up fabric of your shirt, with the intention of covering yourself. The ambience has gone more serious and it feels wrong to be so exposed in the moment.

"Don't cover yourself, yet. I want you, baby. Please." His knuckles graze your cheek, affectionately. Despite your chest being out on full display, his attention is centered on your face. He's reading your expression. You were laughing a few seconds ago and now you're as still as him.

"Be nice to me. I don't want you to be rough, this time." It's back to back gentleness with the way your voice reaches him and your smile manages to soothe the remaining sting he's feeling. It's like you're showing him the way you want him to handle you. "I'm yours, Toji. No amount of speed or aggression from your body against mine, will have an impact on the fact. Okay?"

He keeps his eyes on you for a couple more seconds, like he's letting your words sink in and fully envelop him. He repositions his hand, so that he's cupping your cheek, and a couple slow strokes of his thumb against your skin gave him the courage to lean down and kiss you. The second his lips meet yours, he wants more. Infinitely more. He's chasing kiss after kiss from you, utterly drunk on the feeling of your hands pulling him closer by his shirt. He'll consume you, at this point.

"Hm?" You hum, still awaiting his response.

"Got it, baby," he says, before connecting his lips to yours once more. He peppers the rest of your face with kisses, luring giggles from you at the barrage of affection.

This isn't the first time Toji has been revoked of his 'you privileges', and gotten them back, instantly. This has occurred many times in the years that you've been together. Going into a relationship with him, you never thought he'd be the jealous type, much less the type who would threaten someone's life over getting overly cozy with you. The first time he pulled something similar to this, it was a little frightening. You knew he kept a gun on him sometimes, but you figured it was strictly for life or death situations.

You were wrong.

Some weirdo was getting too comfortable with you, hand wrapped around your wrist and all. You clearly remember Toji being visibly bothered, because someone thought they could just swoop in and steal your focus from him. He watched for a minute or two as the man took in your beauty and complimented you on every aspect of your appearance. He really did his best to get you to follow him to his table, and though Toji thought the whole thing was a pathetic attempt, he couldn't help the feelings that began to bubble up as the man squeezed your arm. Toji did a dog whistle to grab the man's attention, and when he looked, he lifted his shirt, just enough to show the grip of his gun. Your stomach twisted and you felt like your heart was going to lurch out of your chest. The stranger just stood there for a second, looking at Toji, condescendingly, as if to insinuate that he knew he was bluffing, and when Toji reached for and grabbed ahold of the gun's handle, that same cocky man paled. He didn't even have to pull out the whole gun—the man had walked away by the time he had the grip in his hand— but you remained worried that he would notify someone about what happened, so you and Toji left.

To this day, Toji still scares people that way when he notices them invading your space in a manner that doesn't sit right with him. You're not scared anymore, when he does it, but the frustration of having to ditch wherever you are, in fear of being ratted out by whoever Toji threatened? It's still there, and you feel it every time. You know he does it out of love for you, but sometimes you wish he would take a second to talk to you, before he even thinks of hurting someone.

Toji has kissed your entire torso, by now. Your chest wasn't exempt from his attention, despite the amount of time he already spent on it. If anything, he refined the love he gave it with purposeful movement and significance towards every spot his lips brushed.

He nears your lower abdomen, wet kisses placed beneath your navel, going lower and lower until you can feel his breath being filtered through the front of your underwear. His hands go beneath the elastic band, cupping your hips without restriction as he kisses your clothed pelvis.

Your breathing picks up the slightest bit when his lips meet your slit through the thin layer. His tongue comes out and he does an experimental swipe of it against the fabric. You feel the space immediately heat up, from your arousal and from the warm wetness of his tongue, itself.

"Stay still for me, mama," he murmurs, kissing your inner thighs after spotting the quiver in them. "You nervous?" He asks, with a small curl of his lips.

"Of course, I am." You look into his eyes as you confirm it. You love him so dearly, that even after the years you've spent together, you still feel lightning coursing through you when he has you this way. This electric feeling doesn't prevent you from letting yourself enjoy what he gives you, nor does it hinder you from touching him and making him feel good. You don't become more hesitant towards him, because by now, you're well aware that your love for him coexists with butterflies. They reside in you, and are able to be lured out by him at any instant, despite your knowledge of the fact that he would gladly be someone's cause of death if they don't keep themselves in check around you.

"Love you," he says, kneading your hips as he leans in to press a few more warm kisses to your thinly veiled cunt. His eyes dart up to your face when you don't respond—he's a little lost on why you didn't say it back— until he sees how despite the way you just admitted to your nerves, he has you entirely at ease. You have a hand flat on the sheets, occasionally moving against the material beneath it, while your other hand rests on your stomach. Your chest is steady and your attention is on the ceiling, your expression serene—ethereally so.

His hands run down your hips, warm palms squeeze and feel up your thighs, gaining your eyes on him again. "You're not gonna say it back?" He asks, his voice deep enough to make the ache between your legs just that much more intense.

"You already know I do," you say, contrasting his demeanor with a giggle. He looks like a needy puppy with that glint that presents itself in his eyes.

"Mhm, doesn't mean I don't wanna hear it, again, or do you not love me, right now?"

You're caught by surprise with that one, a small, almost inaudible gasp, leaving you at the words. "I love you all the time, Toji. I love you now and I loved you earlier when I was pissed. It's not going away."

He's a little more impatient for you, now. His movement doesn't speed up, but his heartbeat is in his ears, and there's a tremble in his hands as he reaches for the elastic of your underwear. He pulls the garment down, wanting to smell and taste you more clearly. His cock jumps at the sight revealed. You're still so wet. He lets out a shuddered breath, now that your lower half is completely bared for him. His mouth comes closer and closer and his tongue comes out, making contact with your throbbing cunt for the first time.

"Toji." The sound is soft—unexaggerated—as his tongue laps at your warmth, tasting the sweet wetness that coats it. He could stay like this for hours, worshipping your entire body, while you touch him and gift him the prettiest sounds ever. He can't get enough of you, which is why when it looks like you're going to close your legs, he pins them down, entirely. His hands splay over your thighs and he keeps them there, because he isn't going to fight to give you the pleasure you deserve. He'll love on you until your body is begging him to stop, because he knows that your mouth can be misleading, at times.

He's taking it slow, just like you wanted him to. The most stimulation comes from him lightly sucking on your clit for brief moments at a time, just to hear your moans get the slightest bit louder. Every time he releases your sensitive pearl, he goes back to running his tongue through your drooling slit, the tip of the muscle nudging your clit, causing it to throb with need. Each graze of the wet warmth, makes you wonder if you should ask him to go faster, though you were the one who asked for this gentleness. You don't want to seem indecisive or come off as doubtful that he can make you cum this way. You know he can, but god, you want so much more. You feel like you're the one who's going insane with every flick of his tongue.

"That good, mama? Or do you want it slower?" He gives you a teasing smirk. Toji knows how you are. You say you want him to be soft and gentle with you, but when the time comes, you want more than what's given to you. You delve into greediness as seconds turn to minutes. You both have nowhere to be. Time is yours, and Toji intends to take advantage of that. He's going to fulfill your needs the way you want him to, but that doesn't mean he loses awareness of your little ticks. He feels the small twitches of your legs beneath his hands every time you feel his nose bump into your clit just before it gets hit by his tongue. He sees the way your hips sink into the mattress and your body quivers when they rise, again.

"G-Good. Don't go any slower," you respond, holding your voice as steady as possible.

"Mm... Faster?" He asks, his tone so calm yet sultry, that you can't tell if he's patronizing you. He doesn't miss the way light flashes, briefly, through your features. In an instant, you regain your composure. A simple hum is offered in response—a wordless brush off of his suggestion. The sound makes Toji smirk. How stubborn of you.

"I won't hold it against you," he says, pressing a kiss to the crease that joins your pelvis and your thigh, leaving an echoing feeling of need in your core. "Just say the word, ma." He presses more kisses to your skin, as if he's trying to persuade you to let him devour you.

"Mm-mm, this is good."

It's not what he's trying to get out of you, but he can keep going until you're hanging on by a measly thread.

He continues on with that same pace—licking, suckling, prodding—so gently, luring the cutest little mewls from you. It took a little longer, but eventually, your body started trembling with impending release.

"I'm gonna- Toji," you cry, tightening your fists around the sheets as he slowly circles his tongue over your clit, focusing on it entirely. Your moans grow needier and needier as you near the edge through such delicateness. The anticipation is killing him. He wants you to be louder. You wouldn't hate him for bringing you more pleasure, would you? It's a risk he's willing to take.

Without another doubt, he's messily making out with your cunt, causing more of your sweet nectar to drool out at a more rapid pace. Your breath hitches, a sharper rendition of his name cried out. Your hand reaches downward and grabs a fistful of his hair, tugging on it as he continues to ravage you. Your moans sound absolutely filthy. He doesn't detach his mouth from you for a single second. His hands finally release their pin on your thighs, allowing you to fully suffocate him when they shut around his head. His arms hook around your thighs, a harsh grip on them to keep you from scooting away from his relentless mouth when you cum. It's another strong, orgasm, that has you arching your back off the mattress and squirming as he continues devouring you through the intense sensation. Your hips roll in an attempt to get more of his mouth on you. Only when you start whimpering and attempting to twist out of his hold, does he ease up. He goes back to the original pace, soft kitten licks through your slit to lap up every drop of your sweetness, earning small twitches from your body, due to the sensitivity you feel.

You release the hold you have on his hair and relax your legs, unbending them and letting them fall comfortably on the bed. He finishes you off with a few kisses, thin strings of his saliva and your cum sticking to his lips, before snapping every time he loses contact with your cunt. His warm palms caress your thighs—a comforting gesture, as your sounds come to a halt and all that is heard is your breathing.

"You're so impatient," you playfully chide, a breathy laugh following.

"You wanted more," he responds, one more kiss placed on you before he licks his lips clean. "I'm really good at reading you."

"Yeah? You think so?" You ask, a teasing grin on your face.

"I know so," he responds. "Wouldn't it just be the worst if we've been together this long, and I didn't know almost everything about you, by now?" He repositions himself, now sitting on his knees to start ridding himself of his own clothes.

You manage a hum and a nod as you watch Toji pull off his shirt.

"Good thing that's not the case, and I do know basically everything about you. Down to the way your body reacts to me— the signals you create that let me know you're gonna cum all over my tongue, when your pretty mouth can't form words."

"So vulgar," you say, through flustered giggles.

"You can take it, mama," he teases, a smirk growing on his lips as you watch him pull off his sweats. His eyes stay on yours, as he kicks them off, letting them slide off the bed and onto the floor, before crawling back between your legs. You can feel his clothed hard-on pressing against your core as he takes your lips in his again. He's addicted to the feeling of your warm body against his.

His hands come down to cup your waist, his fingers molding into the soft flesh with every squeeze they offer. He pauses the make out, small breaths leaving him.

"Baby," he says, his voice almost a whisper, his lustfully darkened eyes narrowed on your starry ones. "I'm gonna kill the next person who hits on you in front of me." He goes back in for a few more quick kisses. "I'm not joking. I can't keep sparing them."

"Shh... All yours, Toji," you murmur, softly, pulling him back in to continue the flow of kisses. Your hand goes to the nape of his neck, the other settles on his shoulder. You hear him groaning quietly into the kisses as he continues grinding his hips into yours.

"Fuck, doll," he groans, pausing his lips on yours once again. "I need you."

You laugh, a warm sound that just adds on to his desire to have you. "So, take me, baby. I'm ready for you."

He gives you one more peck, the slyest smirk playing on his lips as he watches you lean forward for another one, only to be met with nothing.

"Ass," you grumble, playfully shoving his chest.

He chuckles, a deep rumble of a sound as he sits back to remove his boxers. He's not even ashamed of the mess of precum that accumulated in them. If anything, he's surprised he was able to hold in his load this entire time. Pleasantly surprised, because every drop will go to you, as always.

One minute you're sitting up to fully remove your shirt, pulling it up over your head, the next, in what seems like a flash, you're pushed back onto the bed, hands pinned above your head.

You giggle, looking up at him with a lingering smile. "Gentle."

"Mhm," he hums, leaning down to kiss your neck. "So gentle." Two misleading words that don't prepare you for the sensation of his teeth sinking into the crook of your neck.

Your bubbly laughter homes into his ears when his tongue runs over the indentations, luring a huff of a laugh from him.

You feel his cock run through your slick folds, his hips moving back and forth, slowly. Quiet breaths fill the silence that takes over the intimate moment. Toji runs his length through your slit one more time, before finally pushing his tip in. You gasp, feeling his cock begin to drive into you.

"F-Fuck, baby, let me touch you."

"In a minute." He sounds so calm and collected, but you can feel the grip he has on your wrists tighten and the bluntness of his nails pressing into your skin.

"No. Please."

"In a minute," he repeats.

"Pretty please?"

"You're so conflicting, mama. Love that you're begging, but at the same time, you're not listening." His hips draw back and thrust right back into you, his cock filling you up entirely, again.

"Oh fuck. Okay. Please, Toji," you whine.

Toji hums dismissively and picks up a rhythm that manages to get you to stop thinking about your pinned wrists. He lures soft, little moans out of you, listening closely as he plants warm, wet kisses on the side of your face, from your temple to your jaw.

"Just let me be good to you, baby. Alright?"

You hum, nodding your head.

"Yes?"

"Please, yes."

His thrusts become even more precise as he focuses on bringing pleasure to both of you, deep groans and grunts blending together with your higher pitched moans. A few minutes pass and you feel the pressure on your arms ease up, your hands free to roam without restriction. The first thing you do is cup his jaw and bring him in for breathy kisses. You keep your hands on his face and he lets you turn his head in every which way to cover him with kisses. Your affection is intoxicating, and he can't get enough of it. He lets out a breathy laugh when you practically have a make out session with the scar on his lips, your melodic sounds of pleasure released against the strike as he continues to fuck into you. The last kiss you leave on the cicatrix is a big one. One that makes the obnoxious kissy sound and everything. He swipes his tongue over his scar, as if he's trying to catch remnants of the sugar you coated it with.

"Love you," you say, eyes darting over his handsome features and the lovestruck expression they create. You feel the way his hips stutter against you, his abs tensing with restraint before he recomposes himself. You glide your hands up and down his arms and repeat yourself for him. "Love you so much, Toji. I'm yours."

"Fuck— I fucking love you. You're all mine. My baby." He mutters more inaudible curses under his breath, his grip on your waist getting harsher and his thrusts growing quicker, with every sweet confirmation you offer. You whimper, nails digging into his biceps as you withstand the feeling of his cock relentlessly brushing that spot within you that makes you melt beneath him.

"Oh fuck, i'm close." He groans, feeling the way your walls spasm around him at the words. "Yeahhh, you want it, huh, baby? Want my cum?"

A shaky breath leaves you, your face observed up close and personal by Toji, through lust-brimmed, enamored, obsessed eyes. You squirm under all of him— his zoned in attention on you, his touch, his hot, tacky skin, his cock buried inside you—dragging in and out of your soft walls, in a manner that has your toes curling to the brink of actual pain. His fingers find your clit and rub it in rapid circular motions, causing your body to jolt at the sudden intensity of the enhanced pleasure.

You look up at him with your sparkling eyes. "Please... P-Please, Toji? I want it. Want you," you utter, as he brings you closer to your own orgasm.

"Fuck, okay. Okay, baby, gonna give it all to you." His hips pick up their pace a little more and he buries his face into your neck. You can hear the string of grunts and shuddered breaths that pair with his unraveling, right beneath your ear. Deep moans and pants flow past his lips, and his nails begin to leave crescent shapes on your sides. You feel his hot breath on your neck, the open mouthed puffs of air accompanied by the lewd sounds of him filling you with his warm, creamy cum. As he continues rutting into you, riding out every second of his orgasm and then some to get every last drop of his cum into you, he bites your delicate skin, the placement only a few centimeters above where he bit you the first time. He stays there for a few seconds, breathing heavily through his mouth and nose, before he loosens his bite, the gesture transitioning to sloppy kisses over the wet, saliva-coated indentations.

"Cum, doll," Toji mutters, feeling the way your cunt flutters around him when his fingers relocate your throbbing bundle of nerves. Your head sinks back into the pillow, allowing him to drag his kisses up the column of your neck, to feel the vibration of your sounds beneath his lips. Your nails go to his shoulders, dragging across the toned area of muscles, surely leaving behind some scratches. You cry out in utter bliss, your force of an orgasm echoing through your entire being. "There you go, mama," Toji purrs, in response to your body releasing the tension that came with the intensity of your pleasure. You tremble, your small, rapid whimpers and breaths evolving into full blown, unholy moans. "So, so pretty," he drawls out, engraving yet another one of your euphoric expressions into his memory. His fingers leave your clit, and his hips slow down to the point of merely grinding into you, to lure those final little whines out, before stilling entirely.

You shut your eyes to focus on calming your heaving chest for a few seconds, and when you open them again, you have the prettiest pair of green eyes staring down at you. You give Toji a lazy smile and a laugh, a sight that makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside. His heart races as he absorbs the visuals of your post-orgasm haze. Your luminous eyes devour him, that little satisfied smirk on your face is everything— god, he loves that you laugh even more at the way he can't stop staring at you.

Just like that, Toji is reminded of what got this sight revoked from him in the first place. He still doesn't feel like he's in the wrong for wanting to murder anyone who has far from just friendly intentions with you, but as you caress his face and hold his gaze with that tender look in your eyes, his desire to kill those who openly lust after you, becomes entirely justified in his mind. He's lost all reason to hold back. There's no longer any part of him that would feel remorse or guilt, even if you can't look him in the eyes for days after the matter. He'll grovel as much as he has to, to get you to give him your eyes, again. You'll just have to agree to disagree on this, because yes, you come home to him, you sleep in the same bed as him, you kiss and hold him, the body concealed by your clothes is a secret between you and him, you get tangled up in sheets with him and the lot of it— but he can't risk losing you to someone who's possibly better than him and searching for all the exact things you have to offer. You're for him, as he is for you.

Toji doesn't care how clingy he appears when you finish getting cleaned up and ready for bed. You carelessly toss yourself onto the mattress and pull the blanket over your body while you wait for Toji, who took the steps and walked around the bed to make it to his side. He finds your body beneath the covers and immediately rolls on top of you, adhering himself to you, again. His head rests on your chest, his arms wrapped tight around your body.

You're already prepared to give him the intimate aftercare that comes with days like this. You don't mind that he's heavy and that he's crushing you or that he's taking up all your space, again, after having been so close to you a little while ago. You'll do this is many times as you need to for him to understand that he's wanted and loved by you.

You press a kiss to the top of his head, and murmur a quiet 'love you'. Your fingers run through his damp hair, your nails gently scratching the back of his head, while your other hand rubs his back. You feel the extra warm skin of his shoulders, where you paid no mind to the pressure your nails applied on it, earlier.

"Does that hurt?" You ask, lightly tracing a couple of the mildly inflamed lines. He hums in denial, but you let up, anyway, and continue to just rub his back.

He groans quietly at your soothing touch, nuzzling further into you. "I'm yours, too, ma. All yours," he mumbles. "I don't want anyone else and I don't wanna see you with anyone else."

You smile softly at his admission. "You're more than enough for me, Toji. There's no one I want more than you— no, there's no one I want other than you," you correct. "You know how much I love you?"

"Mm... How much?" He asks, waiting for you to give him a number or even just an elongated 'so much', but instead, you surprise him with:

"I wouldn't be able to tell you."

He chuckles. "Really?"

"Yeah, really. If you want something accurate, I'll never shut up."

"Good thing I like when you talk my ear off. You wanna give me an inaccurate idea of how much?"

You hum like you're in thought, a giggle following when he pinches your waist, encouraging you to tell him. "I love you a lot, Toji. So much more than I will ever be able to say or show. We would have to conjoin our minds for you to understand exactly how much I love you, but even then, once our minds separate, your estimate will be entirely off again."

He lifts his head off your chest, and waits for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room. The moonlight seeping through the spaces between the curtains is the only source of light that allows him to get a mediocre view of you. "That's inaccurate?" He asks, looking at you with clear disbelief when his eyes finally adjust. You nod, smiling through the warmth that spread on your cheeks. "Now, I wanna know how much you love me, with complete accuracy. I have all the time in the world to listen to you, baby. Just keep talking to me." He presses a kiss to your cheek before lying back down on your chest and wrapping his arms around you, again.

You hugged him as tight as you could for a few seconds. The sound of you straining yourself made him laugh, because not only did he not let out a single groan, but you tired yourself out even more. You rested your arms on his back and just shut your eyes. It was the warmth and weight of his body on you, the feeling of his arms keeping you firmly against him, the security, that managed to lull you to sleep. Toji dozing off was simpler than that, because all he needs to be able to sleep soundly, is for you to be around.

[moechies]

toji’s little pregnant wife who’s only pregnancy craving is his thick, bitter cum </3

“but.. i want it..” you pester toji, tugging on his arm. you groan at the way your big, soft belly gets in the way of completely smothering the man, but it doesn’t stop you.

“no,” he grunts back, shaking his hands off as he places back the last dish from your two’s meal prior. “i can’t have y’hurtin’ yourself. i’ll never forgive myself if ya do.”

“i-it’s a craving, toji,” you joke, but truthfully you know you’re serious. looking up at him with watery eyes, you’re undeniably desperate, your plush thighs growing achy and soft cunny growing hot at the thought. “please toji, wan’ y’r cum.” you purr.

he scowls, cursing at the hard bulge that undeniably presses against the countertop. he tried his very best to deny your little pleads , that’s enough right ? if his pregnant wife really insists, wouldn’t it be right to accept so ? he wonders.

“t-toji,” you moan, like a bunny in heat.

“fuck me, princess.”

“i-i wil—“

before you’re able to finish your sentence, he’s hoists you into his arms with no trouble, making his way towards the soft couch displayed in your home’s living room. you giggle uncontrollably when he nuzzles himself against your neck, blowing soft raspberries against your skin, which has grown sensitive throughout the term of your pregnancy.

“ill jus’ finger you, how about it ? i don’t want ya on yer knees , mama.”

“no.. n-not enough.” you mumble into his chest, tugging against his ribbed tank top. “wan’ your cock. in my mouth, your cum—“

he finds it hilarious, you’re so adorable. he thinks the celibacy for the sake of your two’s baby may have have been the cause of all this attention, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“insatiable little dolly, aren’t you ?”

“mhm, i missed you s’much.”

“‘m right here mama.” he lays you against the soft cushion, pressing a kiss against the back of your hand.

“y’sure ya wanna do this ? y’don’t have to.” as if you were doing it for his sake. your legs ache and shiver with anticipation, already able to feel your mouth salivating at the thought. “want to, i want to !”

“shh, don’t get so worked up, now.” he chuckles, “stress is bad for the baby.” he drops the softest plushie on the ground, and leading your supple body against his lower half. you sit obediently between his legs, sore cunt throbbing erratically at the anticipation.

“take him out, dolly.” he smirks, watching you tug down his thin sweats, huffing at the stiff bulge that presses against his cotton boxers. you fumble your little fingers against his cock, nervous at how he seems to be watching you so intently, watching your each and every move, finding any reason to stop.

your breath is hot against his budge, slithering your hand against his boxer clad cock before pulling the fabric below his plump balls. he groans at the juxtaposition of your soft fingers against his meaty dick; oh how much he missed the mere sight of such.

“‘m gonna cum just like this mama.” he jokes alongside panty groans, twitching when you press your plush lips against his tip without hesitation. you envelop your warmth around his swelling cock head, pink tongue lolling out and dragging through his hefty slit.

you moan at the taste of his salty musk coating your eager tongue, hands fondling at his pudgy balls as you ease yourself further closing in on his base.

“just like that, just like that mama. yer doin’ p-perfect.” he sighs, petting your hair gently. his fingers stroke through your soft locks, curling a finger around the stray pieces that’s fallen in front of your face, and tucking them behind your ear.

“gorgeous lady, my pretty wife, hm?” he watches you fuck your own cheek with his cock, drooling unexpectedly at the overwhelming girth. “juuust like that.”

“pwah—!”

“what’s wrong , dolly ?” he mumbles with a tint of worry. he runs a thumb across your swollen bottom lip, pressing his sticky thumb back into your mouth as you eagerly suck. “‘s-s too g-gud,” you mumble. “wan’ more.”

“s all yours, darling. take yer time.”

your hot breath causes toji to twitch, shoving his cock mindlessly back into your mouth. you press your throat onto the blunt tip, hot tongue swirling around the un-cut tip.

with a few more pumps of your hot mouth assaulting his sensitive tip, he spurts a heavy load into the warmth of your mouth with soft groans, hand leading yours to jerk at the rest of his cock. “fuck, damn.” he groans breathlessly, barely visible beads of sweat crowning at his forehead.

you swirl your nut-covered tongue against his dick, making a mess. it drools down his cock, dirtying his now-soft sack, coating your plush lips in a soft creme white. toji tugs on the cushion tightly, allowing you to have your fun although he’s well beyond overstimulation and close to passing out. not from the simulation itself, but the way you look so innocent below him, yet you’re really so nasty.

definitely his wife.

“that’s it.” he watches you slowly swallow his cum, throat bulging gently every time you take a gulp; just the prettiest sight. although your mouth emptied, lips licked clean, you continue licking at his dirtied shaft, taking everything you can get.

he scruffles your hair, a light tug at your head to pull your suckling lips away from his sensitive cock. he leans down, pressing a sloppy kiss against your lips and pressing your head to close in on him. he sucks on your flavorful tongue, tasting himself. “damn, doll. really haven’t lost yer touch, huh? no wonder we’re perfect f’eachother.”

[sttoru]

older bf satoru catches you masturbating <3

 𝝑𝑒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. older bf!gojo satoru x female reader. smut, pwp. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). māsturbation. turns into cunnilingus. squirting. reader gets called ‘baby, angel, little girl’

you miss satoru so much. he had left you behind in his apartment after getting a call from a colleague, who needed help defeating a curse nearby. it’s been a few hours since then and you’re bored.

bored and horny.

you’re still riled up from the heated make out session you had with satoru before he departed. the one that got interrupted by that damned phone call. you need him back with you—for his slender fingers to touch you and his mouth to kiss you all over.

all you have of him is his shirt. you’re wearing it whilst laying back in his bed, the fabric seemingly oversized on your body. his scent is making you lightheaded. dizzy, to the point your hand moves down on its own.

“mhhg,” you cover your mouth with your free hand, not wanting to risk anything, even if you’re the only one in this apartment. you waste no time dipping your fingers underneath your panties, circling your clit with your thumb while your index and middle finger rub your moist folds.

all you can do is imagine that it’s satoru pleasuring you. he always does it so well—never once leaving you unsatisfied. you cannot recall the amount of times he’s made you squirt from just rubbing your cunt. you’re so touch deprived and he knows how to take advantage of that.

remembering that one moment where your boyfriend had you seated on his lap on the couch makes you increase the pace of your fingers. how he was so focused on listening to the news whilst gently rubbing your tingly cunt over the material of your panties, like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

you recall how your panties were quite literally soaking after three whole orgasms. not once did his fingers directly touch your pussy, and yet he managed to elicit such strong reactions from you.

a frustrated whine in the shape of his name leaves your mouth. you want satoru back, so so badly. you want him to whisper sweet nothings inside of your ears as he makes love to you. that smooth and soothing voice of his makes you weak.

“fuck, angel,” satoru’s voice interrupts your little session. your eyes widen and you immediately pull your fingers out of your aching hole. you stammer and stutter, stumbling over your words as you look at the white-haired man standing at the doorframe of his room.

how do you even explain yourself?

your gaze flickers downwards which grants you the delicious sight of his bulge. his hand is right on top of it, indicating that he’s been touching himself before he decided to make his presence known.

satoru is panting, the sweat already starting to form on his forehead. he walks up to the bed and pries your hands away from your cunt. his cock stirs in his boxer briefs at the sight of you in his shirt. you’re so adorable to the older man. so needy. . .

without a word and like a starved man, satoru spreads your legs and yanks your panties down. your cunt is warm and soppy, the slick trail staining your underwear telling him enough. he doesn’t hesitate before diving his head between your plush thighs.

you feel a rush of warmth go through your body the instant his tongue comes into contact with your pussy. satoru’s nose repeatedly bumps against your clit as he tries to press his entire mouth onto your folds. his tongue lolls out, the tip navigating up and down your slit before pushing through, finding that little hole he can’t wait to devour.

“thank you for preparing my meal f’me while i was away,” satoru hums against your cunt before pulling back to allow his fingers to explore you. he glances up at you with a proud smirk before placing his mouth back where it belongs. he can’t let all the prep you did go to waste after all, “she’s fuckin’ delicious, baby.”

your hands pull at his hair in response, gaining a needy whine from your lover. he nearly chokes on both his spit and your juices. his hands hold onto the back of your knees and he uses that firm grip to push your legs further apart.

you’re nearly seeing stars. you didn’t even have time to register satoru’s sudden appearance. hell, you couldn’t even greet him or welcome him back home. that man wasted zero time in getting between your legs, eating you out like there’s no tomorrow.

you stumble over your own words. no matter how hard you try, not a sentence is able to form. all that leaves your mouth are moans of pure pleasure. your thighs shake and your hips buck against your lover’s mouth. you’re more than desperate for a release.

“c’mon, say my name again,” satoru sighs as he circles his tongue around your wet hole. he prods at it, tongue fucking you to acquire as much of your fluids as possible. your sweet wetness is making him throb in his pants, “mhmmm— my naughty little girl couldn’t wait.”

the older man feels great satisfaction at the thought of you being unable to withstand your pleasures. the sinful sight of you trying to fuck yourself with your little fingers on his bed, with his shirt on, is engraved in his mind forever. the second you moan out his name again, he goes all out.

satoru’s tongue doesn’t stop. even when you squeal and beg him to slow down because you feel like you’re going to cum early. that’s exactly what he wants; having you squirt all over his mouth and face. he needs to be covered with your slick.

you tug at his hair again - thinking that’d make satoru pull away - though the effect is the exact opposite. “nhh, do ‘t again,” he whines and moans against your folds, lapping up all that your pussy gives. the loud slurping noises reverberate throughout the room.

satoru’s eyes are closed, his furrowed brows adding to the concentrated yet content look on his blushing face. his lips, which are usually glossy, glisten even more with the liquid your cunt secretes. his eyes open every now and then to take a peek at you—to see if you’re still enjoying what he does.

“bet your small fingers weren’t enough, hm? y’ need mine?” satoru coos once he finally pulls his head back to breathe. he licks his lips as he stares at you with glazed and half-lidded eyes, totally pussydrunk. you don’t even have to respond to his questions. the answers are obvious by the way you’re trembling and desperately babbling incoherent pleas.

your boyfriend nods in understanding. he pouts at you while his fingers rub up and down your spread pussy lips. the pad of his thumb manoeuvres from your gaping hole to the little bundle of nerves at the top. satoru sticks two fingers in your cunt without warning. your high pitched whimper makes him coo at you, “yeah, i know, baby. let it out.”

the white-haired sorcerer pumps his long fingers in and out of you, a rhythm so addicting that it’s impossible not to give in. your back arches off the mattress. you’re trying your best not to stain satoru’s shirt with your juices, though you have a feeling he’d secretly like that anyway.

“am so close, ‘toruuu—fnngh,” you gasp and instantly feel satoru’s tongue replace his fingers. he wants to taste and feel your tight cunt spasm all around his tongue and mouth while you reach that point of no return. he’s going to try his best not to cum untouched in his pants this time.

satoru holds your hips with his big hands, keeping you down so he could properly eat you out and make you release all that tension. your pussy tingles and throbs, and you truly feel like you’re going to ascend.

it feels way too good. inhumanly good.

“cum on my tongu—“ satoru can’t even finish his sentence. a loud moan slips from between your lips, followed by a grunt from your boyfriend. his eyes roll back as your cunt releases more of its lewd fluids—spraying the liquid all over his mouth and chin.

you’re too busy trying to catch your breath to notice the mess you’ve created on satoru’s face and his sheets; a complete and total mess. the older man doesn’t mind neither. in fact, he enjoys it.

“shitttt, that was fuckin’ hot,” satoru flashes you a wide grin. he’s still somewhat drunk on you, which is visible by the way he’s licking up your mess from both his chin and your body. he cleans your cunt with his tongue—even if it’s overstimulating you.

he’s a greedy man when it comes to you. he wants more, more and more. whatever you’re offering, he will get.

satoru’s hands rub your sides to comfort you. he places soft kisses over your clit and pussy, as if he’s thanking you for the meal he just had the pleasure of devouring. he looks up at you with a cheeky smirk before laying his head against your inner thigh, his tongue peeking out between his glossy lips;

“think you can give me one more?”

[mostly-imagines]

Guard Dog vol.I

jason todd x fem!reader

aka don’t fuck with jason’s girlfriend

4 in 1 blurbs

vol. II

warnings: mildly creepy guys, standard protective bf methods

Jason’s good at shutting people up very quickly. You’d almost call it a talent.

He shuts you up with a kiss when you get stuck in a rant, or with a hug to calm your worried rambles.

And when you’re in an incorrigibly teasing mood, he’ll throw you over his shoulder and carry you back to your bedroom to really shut you up.

With other people though, he has…different methods.

You sit atop your kitchen counter, trading lazy kisses in between giggles with your boyfriend. He stands in front of you, hands massaging your thighs as he leans in for another. You happily oblige.

You break off the exchange to lay a series of sweet kisses on that spot under his jaw.

His head tilts back, letting out a groan so low you nearly miss it. “Sweetheart…” he warns.

“Sorry…” you resign with a sheepish smile.

A knock at the door bursts you out of your shared reverie. You press a kiss to his knuckles and hop down to start setting the table.

Jason gets the door, greeting the pizza guy with a nod as you shuffle around the kitchen. The delivery guy hands him a receipt, asking for a signature.

Jason uses the door as a surface to sign, giving the delivery guy an apt view into your apartment, where he sees you getting out plates in the kitchen. More noticeably, he sees you in your boyfriend's shirt, which rides up just a little bit when you stand up on your toes to reach the top cabinet. The lift of the shirt exposes the bottom of your underwear, though it falls back into place again just as quickly.

Now, lucky for this guy, Jason’s facing the door and does not see him checking you out in your own home. Unlucky for this guy, he has wildly misread the vibe of your relationship. Or at least your boyfriend.

“Man, how do you get anything done around here?” He jests.

Jason looks up at him, and the pizza man’s eyes tear away from your legs to meet his hard gaze. It does not take him long to realize his mistake.

“Try again.” Jason behests, arms crossed in front of him.

The pizza boy’s eyes go wide and he shakes his head, stuttering. “I—uh, I said have a good night.”

“Mhm.” He grumbles.

The pizza guy hands Jason the box with shaky hands and scuttles back down the hallway.

Thankfully, you didn’t seem to notice the exchange, but even so, your boyfriend still glowers down the hallway after him.

“Jay?”

His attention snaps back to you, demeanor changing instantly. “Yeah, baby?”

You’re sitting in your usual spot at the table, his chair empty and waiting just around the corner from you.

“Come sit.” You say, with eyes that might as well be hearts.

He gives a reassuring nod and kicks the door shut behind him.

You and Jason are sitting on the floor in his old room at the manor, your legs thrown over his. You lean up against his bed, asking him about posters on the walls and trinkets on the shelves.

His knee is propped up and your arm dangles across it, his hand in yours. He plays with your fingers and periodically leans forward to leave a kiss on them.

You’d just woken up less than an hour ago after spending the night post-gala, and it’s a peaceful, if not unusually quiet morning.

Dick shouts your name from another room, audibly booking it towards you. Yeah. That’s more like what Jason remembers.

He grumbles some annoyances, dropping his head against your intertwined hands.

Dick bursts into the room, clearly incredibly excited.

“What’s up, Dick?” You ask, calm as ever. Jason lets an unseen smile creep up, head still down.

Dick’s practically jumping up and down, “You gotta see the shit that Tim just found in the cave!” His face drops as he directs his gaze to Jason, “You’re not invited.”

“Thank God.”

Dick ignores him and grabs your wrist, yanking you up from the floor. This is one place where he differs from Jason—he’s not always quite so aware of his own strength.

His grip doesn’t hurt really, but it’s firm enough that you imagine there’ll be bruise marks there later.

“Hey.” Jason calls out, nodding his head to where Dick is holding your arm. “Ease up.”

Dick follows his gaze and immediately loosens his hold, apologizing to you before pulling you along once again (this time much more gentle).

You grin at Jason as he tugs you out the door, him returning it with an endeared smile as he watches you go.

Fuck he loves you.

Jason had a decent break from his night job for once, and was happy to let you drag him out to a bar for a little date. You’d been linked at the hip for most of the night, his hands maintaining their ever present home on your waist with yours rested on his thighs as you told him about your hectic day.

He’d usually prefer to stay in bed with you for as long as possible when he gets time off, but you’d looked so excited asking him to go out with you—he never stood a chance.

You look up into the mirror as you wash your hands, a strand of hair falling into your face as you do. You push it back behind your ear and smile to yourself, recalling the several times Jason had wordlessly done the same throughout the night as you rambled.

You make your way back to the bar, smile immediate on your face when you see your boyfriend. It gets replaced rather quickly though, when a man slides in front of you, cutting off your view of him.

“Hey there.”

You have to take a step back because of how close he decided to stand to you. He looks sober (enough) but wildly overconfident in whatevers about to happen.

"Let me buy you a drink, pretty thing."

Jason calls you pretty thing sometimes. It makes the blood rush to your cheeks and an inescapable smile creep up on your lips. When this guy says it, it makes you literally frown.

"Oh no, I'm okay, my—"

"You seem like a dirty martini kinda girl." He expertly ignores you, clearly trying and failing to make some kind of innuendo there.

Jason's sitting back against the bar, watching the interaction carefully. You still can’t see him, but he’s close and you can rest comfortable knowing he’s looking out for you.

With that reassurance, you don’t play this out quite as carefully as you would if you were alone.

"Look, I don't want a drink from you, thanks."

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say to him because his face contorts quickly to mock-disgust that you figure is really just embarrassment.

“Hey, don’t be a bitch just ‘cause—”

You try to sidestep around him, thoroughly done with this interaction, but he grabs your upper arm harshly, pulling you to an abrupt stop.

Jason stands up real quick, yanking the guy backwards by his collar before you can even process what's happening.

Now, you know that Jason is an objectively intimidating guy. There's not many people that will come face to face with that absolute unit of a man and still decide to keep on trying him. However, you tend to forget that when you're so used to your gentle giant that only ever speaks to you kindly and touches you softly.

But his intimidating status becomes very apparent when the guy spins around, looks up at Jason, and immediately takes four steps back. He actually almost bumps into you in the process, not doing anything to tame Jason’s acute distaste for this man.

"Listen to me—back the fuck off before you get hurt."

“She—”

“I don’t give a fuck. Leave.”

The guy hesitates.

“Now.” Jason adjusts his posture to stand at his staggering full height, clearly with no qualms about putting him back in his place.

That does it for him, the man stumbllng away with half-committed mumbles of “whatever” or “something something lame anyway.”

Jason watches him until he walks out the door, before turning back to you.

He delicately takes your upper arm in his hand, pulling your sleeve up to search for bruising. But as harshly as he had grabbed you, it didn’t have the time to cause a bruise before Jason intervened.

“What’d he say to you?” Jason asks, brow furrowed as he inspects your arm.

“Nothing very interesting.” He looks at you mildly.

You smile and comb his hair back from his forehead, “Don’t worry about him. I’m good.”

He lets your arm go, and exchanges it for holding the back of your head, planting a kiss on your forehead.

You take his other hand and guide him back to your seats.

“Besides,” You look over his shoulder and let out a little shocked gasp. “Guess who just walked in.”

He gives you a questioning look before his face slacks, eyes widening in realization.

“No…” And you smile so brightly it almost makes up for what's coming his way.

You redirect your smile over his shoulder and give a wave to the door. Jason swigs down the rest of his drink, hand finding your waist once again.

“Jaybird!”

Jason’s still exhausted from patrol last night but he’d insisted on going with you to the bar to meet your friends. You’d tried to convince him that it was okay to stay in and rest tonight, you’d be fine. But it was a losing battle.

You suspect it has something to do with him not liking when you go out in Gotham at night, especially when you’re drinking.

So he hangs out in the background of the buzz, with you sat in front of him, in between his legs.

You’re talking it up with Roy, who’s been making jokes about how Jason’s “moody ass” tricked you, “the ray of sunshine” into this relationship somehow.

You laugh, taking a sip of your drink. “Right, ‘cause you and Kori were in love at first sight.”

"Oh, fuck off." Roy jeers.

He doesn't say it with the cadence of a joke, but it is.

You know he's joking, he knows he's joking.

Jason, who very well may have been tuned out of the conversation up to that point, does not seem to know he's joking—or he doesn't care.

You don't need to look behind you to know that your boyfriend is in defensive mode, though the look of regret mixed with amusement on Roy's face gives a solid hint.

You hold your hand out to block Jason his path as he moves forward. He lets you stop him, though you're certain he could get past you without so much as blinking, no problem.

"Right. My bad, forgot your guard dog was here. Don't fuck off." Roy backtracks, hands up in front of him.

Jason just rolls his eyes, slouching back down. You reach behind you for his hand, giving it two squeezes. You know he’s tired, so much so that he almost punched his best friend for making a typical joke.

“Five more minutes, okay?” You say softly over your shoulder.

He nods at you blearily, and ducks his head down to rest on your back. You adjust your posture a little bit to make it more comfortable for him and continue on talking, his hand still in yours.

If he hadn’t fallen asleep so quickly, five minutes would’ve been five minutes, but instead it became something more like fifty.

He goes through patches where sleep isn’t always so welcoming, a phase he’s been in for the past couple of weeks. You’d been waking up to find the bed half empty, your boyfriend resigned to doing research on cases in an attempt to at least be productive while he’s awake.

You can’t protect him in the same ways that he protects you—you’re not a fighter or necessarily “intimidating.” But you can protect him like this, in these little ways. Letting him nap on you, making him close the case files and rest with you, holding his hand throughout the night so that when he inevitably has nightmares, he knows immediately that you’re still with him. That he’s safe.

So if he can get some much needed sleep while only costing you a stiff back tomorrow, you’ll happily take that deal as many times as he needs.

vol. II

[misaamoure]

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭:

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝…!

⋅ ˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

𝐒𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐬:

“Yes,” Sylus threw his head back, exposing his adam’s apple. “Just like that.”

Things had gotten a little heated on the couch in the living room.

You two had been watching this old ass movie tied to a soundtrack in Sylus’s vinyl collection as a pastime, and had clearly gotten distracted.

He had been very periodic and methodical with his caresses and touched, before finally leaning over and whispering in your ear, “instead of watching a movie, why don’t we make one?”

Stupid. How predictable.

Sylus was beyond hot though, so you let it slide.

Turning away for a moment to roll your eyes, you swing your leg over his lap to straddle him.

And that’s how you two ended up here.

You’d never had a makeout session so intense.

You felt his hands all over you… you felt like you were on fire.

You were also more than positive that your wetness had leaked all the way through your panties and pants.

“Oh!”

Your train of thought was interrupted when Sylus thrusted right up into you.

It felt so good… you could feel his hard dick pressing right into your clit.

“You shouldn’t give away what you like so easily, sweetie,” He gave one last squeeze to your tits before moving his hands down to grip your waist. “You’re giving me such a large advantage.”

Jesus Christ he talks too damn much.

You didn’t particularly feel like arguing with him today. Sure, it could be fun, but what you really wanted was to shut him up.

Deciding to take the initiative, you repositioned yourself to sit right on his hard dick, and started to roll your hips back and forth.

Sylus inhaled sharply, something you didn’t miss.

Grinding on him slowly and sensually, you feel his hands twitch on your waist as you kissed down his jawline to give his neck a sharp bite.

The sound of Sylus’s heavy breathing and moaning only egged you on further.

“Fuck, kitten,” He shut his eyes tightly, throwing his head back. “Wait…”

Sylus was going fucking crazy.

Why did it feel so good? It was just a little kissing and grinding.

He suddenly felt like a horny teenager all over again.

But it felt so fucking good… you felt so fucking good. Rarely did you ever have the chance to get on top like this.

Maybe he should let you do it more often.

It was so out of character for him, to be moaning and panting like this. His head was a mess.

His boxers were a mess too, all the precum he had been leaking.

The electrifying feeling of your wet cunt dragging over his cock was driving him over the edge quicker than he’d like to admit.

“Wait, please,” Sylus felt fucking neurotic, begging like this. “Y/N… wait…”

It wasn’t long after that Sylus felt himself cum in his pants. Hard.

Holding you tightly by the waist and panting up a storm.

Oh my god… there’s no way he…?

You quickly sat up on your knees, lifting yourself off of his lap to see with your own two eyes.

And he did! There was an unmistakable wet spot right where his dick was.

Fuck… it was so erotic.

𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞:

Unintentional dry spells. It was common between you and Zayne.

He was always busy at the hospital and you were constantly running around to kick wanderer ass.

But you two always made that lost time up.

In fact; you can say with full confidence that you preferred the sex after the build up.

There was a particular intensity that came with it that simply couldn’t be replicated.

Nobody else saw Zayne with this level of passion but you.

It was his day off and he had invited you over.

While you two had been once sitting on his couch, things had began to get heated after Zayne initiated a kiss with you, stating how much he missed you.

It was rare for him to verbalize exactly what he felt so boldly.

Oh he was so sweet. The sweetest man you’d ever met.

Cut to you being on top of him with him laying on the couch below you.

You don’t even remember when you got on top of him. Well… not that it mattered.

Not when he was making you feel this good. He was the only thing on your mind at the moment.

“Y/N… please,” You felt his grip on your waist tighten as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Wait…”

Hearing him beg and plead with you was making you unbelievably wet.

You didn’t want to stop. You couldn’t stop. It was too good. And you’d been waiting for him for hours.

With every pass of Zayne’s hard cock over your clothed clit you became more and more aggressive.

“I’m not going to last like this,” He said breathlessly. “Please, my love, enough…!”

Oh my god was it your birthday?

Making Zayne cum in his pants sounded maddening.

He was under you losing his mind.

Zayne could feel how wet you were through all the layers you two were wearing.

The delicious friction of how perfectly you were grinding on him was bringing him to his climax all too quickly.

“Y/N… I’m-”

Digging his fingers into your hips, Zayne came all into his boxers.

Shit… you drove him crazy.

[nikkento-writes]

It starts with a distasteful joke from Gojo. "I bet Nanami's pretty vanilla in bed, am I right?" He nudges you playfully as he sips on his lychee mocktail in the restaurant. Your boyfriend excused himself to use the bathroom and Ieiri went out for a smoke, leaving you alone with Gojo, who you met for the first time just a little over an hour ago.

You're shocked that he'd even ask such a personal question, especially since your relationship with Nanami is still four-months fresh. Unsure how to respond, you simply laugh, not answering. When he continues to stare at you through his blindfold, your smile falters. "You're being serious?"

He smirks, clearly egging you on. "I just can't imagine our little strait-laced salary man being very fun in the sack. No offense."

You're torn between changing the subject all together into something less inappropriate and defending your lover's honor. And unfortunately for you, as the anger inside you begins to bubble at Gojo's tactless words, you choose the latter. "If you must know, he's very, very fun in the sack." You cross your arms over your chest, glaring at him. 

He shrugs, the shit-eating grin still on his face. "I just can't see it. But as long as you're satisfied, that's all that matters."

"I am very satisfied, thank you very much!" you emphasize, cheeks hot now, annoyed. Before you explode on him, Nanami and Ieiri return, so you try to contain your rage as much as possible throughout the rest of dinner.

You intend to keep his outrageous comments to yourself, not wanting to start any unnecessary drama, especially with Nanami who is above this type of ridiculousness. But remembering Gojo's smug expression makes you irate all over again. That night, while you're cuddling with Nanami, you share the story. "So, Gojo said something funny to me while you were in the bathroom." As you recount the short conversation from earlier, you keep it light-hearted, laughing about it as if it doesn't grind your gears (which it does). In all honestly, your sex life with Nanami is amazing, and while it's nobody's business but your own, you can't help being bothered that certain people think otherwise. 

When you're done, Nanami doesn't respond right away, processing it all before he speaks. "Interesting." His voice is steady, though you can sense a hint of annoyance in his tone. "He's an idiot," he adds, holding you closer, grazing his lips on your forehead. 

You giggle, snuggling into his chest. "I know."

"But...you are satisfied, right?"

The waver of uncertainty in his voice breaks your heart and you almost regret telling him. "Of course I am! You know I am!" you answer confidently, peering up at him.

He kisses your forehead. "You promise?"

Grabbing both his cheeks, you smooch him on the lips. "I promise."

Gentle kisses soon turn into sloppy ones as Nanami rolls on top of you, surrounding you in his strong and muscular body. It happens quickly; the blanket is shrugged off, clothes are stripped and scattered on the floor, your legs are spread wide for him as he eats you out voraciously, proving how much fun he can be in bed. He makes you orgasm twice like this, getting it nice and wet for his hard cock, throbbing in his fist as he strokes it. “Ride me,” he demands, laying on his back, licking his lips while you mount him.

You oblige, sinking down on his cock slowly, adjusting to his size. “Fuck, Kento,” you whine, wiggling on his lap until he bottoms out.

“Feels good, huh sweetheart?” He traces your mouth with his thumb, teasing it.

“Yes. So fucking good.” You suck on his fingers, rocking back and forth on his lap. 

He fucks you like this, his feet planted on the bed, bucking his hips up into you at a steady pace. Suddenly, his phone rings, interrupting for a moment. He glances at it, his expression tensing, showing you the name displayed on the screen: Gojo Satoru.

"Answer it," you say, grinding on him with a wicked smile on your face. "Prove him wrong."

For a split-second, he looks at you like you're crazy. But something in him snaps, probably the same thing that made you so angry earlier. Sometimes, you just want to prove yourself right. 

He picks up the phone, putting it on speaker. Gojo's voice rings out. "Nanami, I feel terrible. I said some inappropriate things to your girl - "

"Fuck me, Kento," you whine, bouncing on his lap as he thrusts up into you faster, entire body hot and electric with pleasure. 

Nanami has the phone in one hand and the other that was just in your mouth playing with your clit now. Through labored breaths, he says, "Sorry Gojo, I'm a bit busy being an absolute bore in bed. Isn't that right, kitten?" 

He holds the phone closer to you while you moan your boyfriend's name, your third climax of the night approaching quickly. "Kento, Kento, fuck me Kento!”

Satisfied, Nanami sets the phone down on the bed, gripping your hips to pound up into you, the squelching of his cock pummeling into your wet cunt so erotic and lewd. “Gonna fill you up, sweetheart. Gonna breed this slutty little pussy.” Over the edge now, he shoots his load inside you, letting out his own husky moans. He hastily lifts you off him to eat you out one last time, his cum leaking down from your cunt onto his chin as he sucks on your swollen clit until you come on his face, moaning obscenities incessantly. Completely spent now, you pull off him to cuddle, kissing each other messily as you both come down from your high. 

"Ahem." Gojo's voice startles you as you realize that neither he nor Nanami bothered to hang up the call. Horrified, the two of you wait with bated breath for his response, noting the suggestive ruffling in the background. "I apologize. I stand corrected."