#paralive smut

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!hostess!reader, public play, frottage, virginity loss ( reader ), suggested size kink ( petite!reader ), dubcon in the end, forced overstimulation, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day thirty [ iori suiseki + virginity loss ] // three of three very special fics for very special people!! @meloguro, I love you so much baby!!

Iori was teasing you.

he enjoyed the flustered expression overtake your visage when he’d first pulled you on to his lap, and now he was just having fun with it.

“Someone’s going to s— see—“ you protested in a soft voice at first, when he’d guided your hands to his groin and allowed you to feel the outline of his cock through the fabric.

but he’d laughed, and pulled you closer, so you could hear him over the loud thumping of the music. “This place is too loud, and way too full,” he assured you with a devious grin, “no one will ever know. What am I paying you for, anyways, if not to tend to me like a good, little girl?”

while you could’ve protested that— explained that you’d only applied for and been hired to be a hostess in his club, you had been distracted when he used your delicate and inexperienced hands, pushing them beneath his linens to wrap around his cock and fish it out. you squeaked once it sprang free, and jabbed upwards in the air between the two of you, shyly attempting to avert your gaze. both of your hands flee to your face, fingers covering your eyes as your palms press to your heated cheeks. you’d never seen a naked man in person before, and you weren’t expecting the first time to be your boss. still, as much as you tried to hide your shame, you peeked through the cracks in your fingers to look at it again.

Iori was grinning at your display of embarrassment, but he seemed more than comfortable to be sitting there, knees spread wide with his little hostess perched on his lap, cock hard between their stomachs. “You like what you see, sweetheart?” he teases, before reaching up to grasp one of your wrists again, prying your hand from your face, “Come on, don’t be so shy. I need to feel your soft hands on me. You don’t mind, right?” guiding one hand to his cock, he curls your fingers around his girth, so you can feel just how hard and warm he is. the sensation of your velvety, gentle touch must’ve been a jarring juxtaposition to what his usually is, because Iori lets out a low moan, and tilts his head back against the wall as soon as he feels it. “Attagirl. Feel me…”

your eyes widened. you watched his Adam’s Apple jump with each sound of pleasure he made as you timidly began to explore the length of his cock with your fingers. most of his moans were lost in the music, but you could tell by the twitching in his throat that he was making them. your cheeks were on fire with a blush, and you stare down at his cock, instead, as a way to ensure that you didn’t make eye contact with him while your hand was between his legs.

you were in awe of it all. from the intimidating size to the pinky, flared tip and the vein-etched shaft. down to the well-kept base and trimmed, dark bed of hair. the faint scent of his arousal tickled your nose, and sent a wave of lust over you. you ran your fingers back up, running a soft pad over his slit and his cock jumped in response. Iori tensed, and chuckled thickly, his eyes snapping open to watch you play. “Found my sensitive spots already, did you?” he grinned, before his eyes flickered over your cocktail dress, the way it clings to your body, and one of his hands wraps around the small of your back, urging you closer. “But I don’t just want your hands, little hostess. C’mere…”

“I—I—!” your free hand presses to his chest in a sudden flurry, your eyes wide and uncertain as you look up at him, a bashful expression coating your features. “I’ve never—“ chewing on your lip, you choke out the words. “Done this before. I-I’m sorry.”

for a moment, Iori said nothing, his palm still flat against the small of your back, but there was a playful smile that grew on his features before he asked, amused. “Did you think I didn’t know that already?”

“H-huh?!”

Iori guffaws, pulling your lower half even closer. the skirt of your short dress bunches up around your hips, revealing your fabric cotton panties, and you whimper in response to being so suddenly exposed, now pressing against his chest with both hands instead. “When I first interviewed you, I knew you were too innocent for this place. Too sweet to have done anything like this job before. I knew you had to be a virgin, too, because the way you squirmed when I so much as allowed my gaze to wander…” as if emphasizing his point, Iori’s eyeline travels lower, over your cleavage as your chest heaves with nervous breath, and down to your panties, where his brow quirks deviously. “But, the way you looked at me. That cute, little curious sparkle in your eyes. I knew you wanted to find yourself right here, in this very spot. At my mercy.” his free hand slides just underneath you, the very tips of his fingers teasing your slit through the damp cotton, and you grip his collar tightly, clinging to him as he stimulates you.

he chuckles again, feeling you soak through even further, and looks back to your face, grin brimming with dastardly intent. “I would ask you if I was wrong, but you’re making a mess of your own panties, sweetheart. That’s how badly you want me right now.”

“Don’t look…” you murmur sheepishly, attempting to squeeze your thighs together, but Iori was already hooking his fingers around the fabric and pulling it aside, exposing your slick to the club air. “Iori!”

“Hmm?” he’s teasing you again, you can hear it in his sing-song baritone. “I can’t help it, little hostess. I want to see your cute pussy lips slot around my cock. Go on, rub on it a little bit.”

he had you in the right position for it. with your lower half hovering close to his hard cock as it lay against his stomach, you nibble on your lip, staring down at it for a moment. you weren’t really sure how to give him what he wanted, but you also couldn’t deny that you wanted to feel him, too.

uncertainly, you lowered yourself until your sensitive core pressed flush to his cock. your breath caught in your throat, and you looked up at his face. he was watching the join of your bodies, too, and he grabbed both of your hips with a husky, “Little more…” and began to rock them back and forth. your netherlips did exactly as he said they would, and draped over his girth, as if hugging him close, and as he started to buck forward to meet the rhythm he was moving you in, his swollen tip began to kiss at your sensitive clit. “‘S good, drench me good, sweetheart.” Iori grunts, his thin brows furrowing. you weren’t used to seeing him so concentrated. usually, he seemed playful and happy, but in this moment, as he rubs his cock between your sticky folds, he’s anything but. there’s a faint, red tint to his cheeks, and his tiers are barely parted as he starts to pant, but his eyes are fiery and focused, watching the head batter your poor button. “Fuck, your little pussy is so warm.”

it was embarrassing, but you didn’t want him to stop praising you. it was getting you off, feeling the strength in his hands as he drags you over his cock as if you weighed nothing at all, and the urgent pushing of his hips, as if he were desperately trying to bury himself in your virgin cunt and live there forever. you close your eyes, squirming and clutching at him. each and every time he prods your clit, you swoon and twitch, and leak more arousal on to his cock. “Iori—“ you moan, and try to hold on as your climax approaches, “I-I’m going to…!”

“Not yet, you’re not.” Iori murmurs softly, and stops your movements. when your eyelids fly open again, you stare down at him, flustered at the sudden halt. you had been almost there, you could feel it, but he’d pulled you back from the ledge. he’s looking at your face, grinning breathlessly, and he murmurs. “I want to feel you cum from the inside, baby girl. Do you want that, too?”

you considered protesting. you were nervous, well aware that he would pop your cherry and it would hurt like hell, but you were teetering on the edge of orgasm. and right now, you just wanted to reach that high. so you nod, and bite your lip.

“Mm—Mhm..!”

“Good girl.” Iori purrs, pushing you back just enough to be able to reach a hand between your bodies and grab his cock at the base, guiding it to split your folds instead of simply grinding into them. he teases your entrance for a moment, testing your elasticity and your willingness to stretch for him. “‘S gonna be a tight, tight fit.” he mutters to himself, and a bead of sweat pearls at his temple.

you flinch, feeling his tip trying to force you open, and whine and shut your eyes tightly, but it isn’t long before you feel his lips on yours, and hear his voice, feeling the heat of his breath with every syllable.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. Look at me when I take you.”

obediently, your eyelids fluttered open, and you’re staring directly into his gaze when you do. he chuckles a bit, pleased, and nods. “There we go. Just like that. I want to watch you fall in love with me.”

there’s an undeniable arrogance in his voice that might’ve been irritating if it hadn’t been true, because when his cock wormed into you, and the sensations exploded throughout your body, it was as if you’d melted on the spot for him. the two of you moan in unison at the feeling of him stretching you open and your walls fluttering madly around the intruder. his grin only widens, seeing your eyes sparkle in adoration and shock the very moment he grasps your hip and pulls you down to sit flush on him, giving you no choice but to take him hilt deep for your first time. though you cried out at the intensity of the pressure in your belly, you only gazed into his eyes, dreamily.

“You like the way that feels, huh?” Iori taunts you, rubbing your hip with his thumb, guiding your body in a slow oscillation whilst he thrusts forward to meet the movements, allowing you to feel every inch throbbing as he moves. shallow, deep, full. shallow, deep, full. you nod, speechless and needy, your legs trembling. “Taking your first cock, riding it?” his breath shudders, rolling his head on his shoulders as he thoroughly enjoys your tightness, “Mm, I know you do. I can feel it in the way you clench around me, baby girl. You’re so damn sensitive. You’re already so close.”

he was right, and you knew that, because your stomach was already tied in knots. you were already squirming and trying to relieve the pressure in your belly by bouncing on him harder, and faster, but that only intensified everything. you were going to cum for the first time, wrapped around your boss’ cock and you could do nothing but ride it out, unraveling and whining his name in hardly coherent babbles. you collapse against his chest, face buried in the fabric of his shirt. it smells of his intoxicating cologne. you struggle to breathe, your sensitivity turned up to one hundred, shaking as you stop your movements, and still on his lap.

“Aw, you poor thing.” Iori croons, shifting you on his lap. every movement coaxed a pleading whimper from your throat, and you tried desperately to keep him from moving you too much. he was still hard and deep inside you, but your spongy walls twitched and spasmed to the point of aching. “Already finished?” when you nod, he leans forward to kiss your temple, “Well, then just hang on. I’m not done with you yet, baby.” as he says this, you feel both of his hands on the small of your back, fingers interlocking to hold you in place as he starts to thrust his hips upward, suddenly plowing into you at a furious, hungry pace that has you crying out and trying to reach for your poor, battered cunt. he was, unfortunately, holding you too tightly. pinning you to him, and he chuckles hoarsely at your struggle, smearing his lips over your cheek and towards your mouth as he growls low and excited, “Mm, you just feel too good, little hostess. Fuck, I’m not going to stop until I’m completely satisfied off your body.” it wasn’t malicious, but you knew you’d be aching for days as tears well up in your eyes, and he slams himself home in your guts over and over. “Gonna watch your pretty, little legs try not to give out while you’re serving tables after I’ve fucked the shit out of you, my cute little virgin.”

[seizingthesky]

REQUEST: Hajun/Fem!Reader who is inexperienced but wants to learn. FOR: @dogdays15

Thank you for requesting this!! It was so fun to work on. ALSO. Apologies for how long it took I really am so sorry. I hope it was worth the wait though!!!! @_@ Hajun our most beloved. This got really long MY BAD I like to ramble. Also I hope this isn't cringe I'm a lil rusty when it comes to smut

NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

As cruel as it might be, when you first confided your lack of sexual experience to Hajun, he had a big, stupid grin on his face. You could tell instantly that he was plotting something in that head of his.

When he saw how eager you were to learn, however...

He really can't help but tease you. Are you that eager to please him? How cute! He won't keep you waiting any longer, so don't pout so much.

Contrary to his sadistic and teasing nature, Hajun would be gentle and careful with you the first time you had sex. The last thing he wants to do is actually hurt you, whether physically or mentally, so he'll set aside his rougher tendencies for your sake.

The first thing he'd do is ask you to strip for him. It's no fun if he does all the work, right? Besides, you were the one who wanted to learn! Although, if you take too long, he might have to help you out a little bit.

Once you're unclothed and your body is fully exposed to him, Hajun is focused on your pleasure first and foremost. This isn't his first rodeo, but he doesn't mind taking his time with you. In a way, he's learning too; he's learning what turns you on and what makes you feel good. You're in good hands.

Hajun is good with his hands and knows what he's doing with them. He sits you between his legs and lets his hands explore your body, gently squeezing your breasts and tweaking your nipples just to hear the cute, soft gasps that leave your lips as he does.

If you're the type to get flustered or turned on easily, he'll absolutely make a cheeky comment about how wet you are for him already; he barely did anything! But it's cute, so he doesn't mind one bit.

You're eager to please him, he knows, but he wants you to feel good more than anything else, so next, he'll lay you down and spread your legs so he can get a taste of you. The way you're so sensitive and the moans and whines you're making only make him hungry for more.

Hajun is good at what he does, so it won't take long for you to be trembling under his touch while his tongue does the work.

He's half-tempted to overstimulate you just to hear you beg and cry for him, but he figures that's a bit too mean, so he'll avoid it... this time around. You won't be safe forever, you know.

Seeing you on your knees for him, looking up at him with such wide, eager eyes, drives Hajun crazy. How can you be so cute and innocent, even while doing such a lewd thing?

He tangles a hand in your hair after stroking it while you take him in your mouth. He's full of praise for you- you're so good for him, you're taking him so well. You're almost a natural; it's like you were made for him.

He might have teased you for coming undone so fast, but does he have any right to do so when the same thing happens to him? He just can't help it when you're looking at him like that and your mouth feels so good around him.

Next thing you know, you're back down on the bed with Hajun hovering over you, leaving kisses on your neck, and he slowly prepares you to take him. He won't do anything until you're absolutely ready, no matter how badly he aches to be inside of you.

When you give him the green light, he slowly sinks himself inside of you, a low, guttural groan leaving him as he does. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, perhaps leaving a mark or two (or three or four) as he does.

You cling onto him tightly, and Hajun can't help but wonder if he's a bit of a masochist when he feels your sharp nails dig into his shoulders and back.

He keeps his thrusts slow and steady while he mutters in your ear how good you feel and how perfect you are, how he's so happy he's your first.

By the time everything's said and done and the two of you are spent, drunk off of the lust and love you feel, Hajun doesn't think he could have a more perfect girlfriend than you.

You're tired afterwards, your eyes closed as you try to steady your breathing and racing heartbeat, but the kisses he presses to your face wake you back up.

Hajun teases you, saying that he took it easy on you this time, but now that he knows what you're capable of and how good you are for him, he might have a few tricks up his sleeve next time.

[mera-k1]

Can I ask for Hajun, Allen, Yohei, and Shogo very sensitive fem!reader who keeps squirting fountain with each thrust they give??

(I'm using a translator, I'm sorry if my words are weird!! ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡)

i can understand it, no worries!! enjoy, nonnie~

Squirting

Allen, Hajun, Yohei, Shogo x fem!reader

-smut, squirting

-allen's goal is never to make you squirt. he honestly didn't know such a thing was even possible. he just stares in shock as you squirt all over his lower half, asking what you just did.

-he has mixed feelings about it. not because he thinks it's gross or anything but because he's not really sure if he liked it. yes, he's glad to know that it's because he put you on an extremely pleasurable 'cloud nine' like experience but he's not sure if he likes having to wash his sheets afterwards (much to his embarrassment when hajun or anne asks why he's washing them so soon after laundry day...)

-in the end, if it feels good to you then he doesn't mind it. laundry might be annoying but what matters to him is that you feel so good that he's able to make you squirt.

-hajun knows you can squirt and while he doesn't usually make it his mission to make you squirt, he does love it when you do. whether it's when he's eating you out or fucking you into the mattress, he'll love it all the same.

-almost mocks you for being so turned on and sensitive that you squirted all over him. of course, it's all him teasing you for the simple reason of trying to get a rise out of you, even better if it turns you on though...

-yohei does like when you squirt he just never expects it. he knows you're capable of it but it always shocks him when he feels you squirting all over his abdomen.

-mumbles quiet praises when you do and fucks you through it... perfect man honestly. couldn't ask for much more from him. he just loves you so much and deep down is happy that he's capable of making you squirt.

-shogo unintentionally makes you squirt. similar to allen, he doesn't expect or know that you can do such a thing so he's shocked when he feels you squirt all over his lower half while he's thrusting into you.

-he is very glad to know that it's because he's pleasuring you in just the right way to make you squirt though. never makes it his mission to make you squirt but whenever you do, he's always a little bit proud of it.

[moonartemisia]

✧.* the sugar to his spice ✧.*

[selenemoonlite]

✧.* HOMEBDY || Hajun Yeon × OC

SYNOPSIS: Starting to question where their bond lies... hitting on their private room inside the club without no one is looking. Their friends and fans might be suspicious of the two of you getting comfortable with each other. Away from the noisy rave, the breath of intoxicating cigarettes, people drinking and chattering; what's left between the tension folds? "What are we?" Is the question to this desirable feeling of uncertainty that you wish to fade... Tags: drugs, fwb, situationships, mentions of alcohol, foreplay, rough sex, semi-bondage, mutual stimulation, edging, one-night stand turned sneaky link, drama, psychological matters, familial issues notes: no beta reads! This is a oc × canon story, dark contents will be present in this prompt by the following tags, and korean or any foreign words in the story. Based on the song "HOMEBDY" by DEMÍ ft. slimedemidemislime & Madman Stan

╰┈➤ ii: Act Tough ✧.*

"Follow me, I'll take you somewhere you'll be satisfied to hate me more."

Those words struck in her mind as Hajun guided her towards the secluded room in the bar. Letitia had conflicting emotions about entering this room, knowing it was commonly used for intimate encounters. As they entered, Hajun firmly grasped her wrist, pulling her further into the room. Letitia couldn't help but feel a slight unease about the situation.

The room itself, designed for passionate encounters, exuded an ambiance that heightened anticipation. The mix of purple and pink neon lights created a seductive atmosphere, with a large bed positioned in the center. There were also numerous concealed items to discover in this area. It reminded Letitia of the love hotels all over here within the district. Despite her nerves, Letitia had a sense of what kind of place she was in as Hajun locked the door behind them.

But, this is a consensual one-night stand, right?

She couldn't figure out the mood Hajun was in after a petty argument.

"You're serious?"

"Did I back down to that?"

Letitia crouched shutting her lips tight. Hajun persisted. Luckily, his polite mannerism still keeps to his rude demeanor.

"Like I said, forget what I said. Wouldn't be stupid of me to hear it from you? Yes, this is petty."

He knows? Good thing. The female rapper chided his statement. Unattainable to speak her mind.

SLAM—!

"H-hey, Hajun—"

Letitia's heart raced as Hajun's lips met hers in a fiercely kiss. Despite her shock and confusion, she couldn't deny the intensity of their connection. It was a clash of emotions, a mix of fear, anger, and desire that consumed her.

She resisted at first, trying to push him away, but his grip on her hands only tightened, anchoring her in place. His lips moved against hers, their mouths melding in a dance of dominance and submission. It was a battle of wills, and in that moment, Letitia found herself losing.

Her body responded to his touch, her own desires conflicting with her instinct to fight against him. Hajun's forceful kiss ignited a fire within her, awakening a side of herself she never knew existed. It was as if his passion was infectious, overwhelming her senses and clouding her judgment.

As the kiss deepened, Letitia felt her resistance crumbling. Her hands gradually relaxed in Hajun's hold, a surrender of both her physical and emotional defiance. His lips explored every inch of her mouth, claiming her in a way that both terrified and exhilarated her.

Time seemed to stop as they clung to each other, lost in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Letitia couldn't ignore the undeniable chemistry between them, the undeniable pull she felt towards him. Despite the circumstances that brought them together, she couldn't deny the electrifying connection they shared.

As Letitia's hands were set on his chest that made him hurled a moan.

The sensations that Hajun is feeling through his mind — there may be a potential romantic or sexual tension between him and Letitia. However, despite having many fangirls and being known for his flirtatious nature, Hajun respects boundaries and understands the difference between being a flirt and a fuckboy. He doesn't want to engage in casual relationships or take advantage of his fans' desires. Hajun values his popularity and knows that there is a limit to how far his fans can fantasize about being with him. As a confident man, he seeks a genuine connection with someone, rather than just satisfying sexual needs and intentions.

But a different feeling is such an immense exclusivity in his case towards Letitia.

Their passionate and fiery kisses had a magnetic pull, with their feet grazing the floor— Hajun pushed her onto the edge of the bed. As his hands left her body, a soft thud endured her. He then discarded his jacket, which had fallen to the floor. the fire in their passion was growing. Both rapper leaving themselves breathless, Letitia knew that their journey was far from over. Hajun's hate for her still simmered beneath the surface, and she couldn't forget the danger that lurked in his eyes. Yet, she couldn't deny the undeniable truth that her heart had already been captivated by this ruthless man.

"H-hajun..."

He darts down at her. With a slight creak, Hajun bends on one knee. Leaning his figure closer to her, huffing.

"You look helpless..." a blunt comment came from his sharp voice.

Letitia's eyes drooped slightly, and her breath became shallow with each raspy pant. She could see her own reflection in Hajun's moist pink eyes and her cheeks grew increasingly flushed with every second. Hajun's presence was overpowering, causing Letitia's every sense to heighten in intensity.

"You..."

He takes off his glasses placing them on the counter table beside the bed before returning a glance.

Being taunted by Letitia's shaking voice, the blonde only peered a sly smirk, "Yes, me? Shush..."

A cocky answer to pull off, the female rapper couldn't hesitate any longer as her body was pressed down by his weight. Hajun's face leaned, his straight bangs almost touching her forehead with a peering smirk.

Words were unimportant, replies were unnecessary, and answers unnecessary in this moment of ecstasy. Hajun's eyes gazed her covered body with an alluring intensity, and the dim pink and purple light filled the room with the ambience of intimate pleasure. His thoughts drifted towards the reality of the situation — this was his first time alone with Letitia, and she looked like a goddess, inviting him to take her in.

His hand slipped through her unruly hair and gently removed a few strands from around her neck. With a slow and deliberate motion, he moved his hand down to her blazer, which she had not yet taken off.

Hajun began kissing her neck intently, lapping at every inch of soft skin he could find. Letitia let out a gasp and stiffened her body in response. Hajun continued his lavish kisses and moved down her body, caressing her sensitive skin. Letitia tried to wiggle away but was unable to move while Hajun pinned her body down under his own weight.

"Behave, you puppy..."

"H-ha— cruel—"

"What a meek response, Heidi... don't take it too personal."

This is only for the night... this is only for once... no more

After a momentary pause, Hajun finally managed to unzip her blazer, exposing her body. Letitia's legs were lifted wearing fishnet stockings, and Hajun was losing control.

Letitia coiled, moaning in his attempts to expose her. The shivering sensation dwells her body, is she about to give in?

Despite this alluring and tempting offer, Hajun wondered if he should resist. His self-control was wavering, and he was at war with his desires

Fuck, what am I even doing?

"Hajun? Are you okay?"

The battle between reason and desire waged inside Hajun's head. Why was he hating her while wanting her so much? Why was he allowing himself to be vulnerable in front of her and lose control? Hajun tried to keep his mind yelling that he was being petty and envious and that he was letting his pride take away all of his accomplishments. But his body was responding to her aura, and he was struggling to stay in control.

"I'm sorry...Letitia—"

"H-huh?"

"I said I'm sorry... I got carried away."

In an unexpected moment, Hajun looked away from Letitia's blue eyes, pausing his advance. It was a petty move to drag her into this mess, and it wasn't a good excuse to completely confuse the Filipino rapper. The underlying fact that she would soon explore Hajun more completely took Letitia by surprise. But the hate that had eaten away at him started to get out of control, and the way he was treating her was puzzling and inappropriate.

Letitia stands up firmly, dragging her blazer to cover her intimate parts that were exposed. Her wave of anger slaps Hajun across the face.

"If you weren't being a jerk bringing me here?! Hajun what— you're shameless!"

Hajun realized that his massive ego has clouded his judgment yet again. That he had been an utter jackass for dragging Letitia into this mess simply because of his overwhelming hate and insecurities. He knows that he can't be open with her because his vulnerable side is something he feared to share. The pain on his face where she had slapped him had subsided, but he was left with a lingering feeling of shame. It was indeed impossible to claim his openness if he were always worried about taking advantage of Letitia.

It was all for him to cover his faults, in fact.

As the night slowly gave way to morning, the quiet streets at the university were broken by the usual limousine that Hajun rode in alongside Allen and Anne. Hajun's smile and charming aura were concealed by his aloofness, as he was trying to suppress his thoughts about what had happened with Letitia. Allen suddenly started asking Hajun questions, and the Korean rapper remained stoic and reserved in his responses, refusing to share his thoughts and feelings about what had happened.

"Hey, what happened between the two of you?"

"Hm? Yes?"

"I mean you and Letitia last night?"

For a moment of silence, Hajun only arched a brow at the phoenix hip-hop genius.

"Personal matter... it is something only me and Letitia's to know."

"Hm, fair enough... you were acting kinda firm with her lately. Something came up?"

He sighs trying to convict his own temperance at Allen's question knowing the fact he did an odd mistake to her.

"I've handled it fine... just to say she and I had it pretty crucial with the discussions. Not to mention she did gave me a feedback, impulsively."

Anne's eyes met Hajun's last response which this became unsettling for them. They quipped to join in the talk between the two.

"Hajun, just what did the two of you were last night?" A hint of concern conveyed Anne's voice asking the blonde.

Hajun was unable to entertain Allen and Anne as he remained silent in his aloofness. Even though the usual fangirls surrounded the car, Hajun remained hidden in his persona as a popular guy around the school. The Korean rapper was lost in his thoughts about Letitia, feeling uncertainty about the closeness he felt with her last night. It was strange how this woman had given him a strange warmth and sensation, and he couldn't understand why he felt this way.

"I'm concerned about Hajun... but as usual he is still being him by that princely manner." Anne said taking her sentiments to Allen as they walked pass the gates.

"He isn't the type to be rough on girls, well Letitia and Hajun were pretty formal in their previous encounters."

"I doubt that, Allen. He never mentions such change in their connection since you and her greeted. What gives?"

"Ask Letitia about it?" Allen then confided Anne.

"Ah, as much as I look like a gossiper around. I don't jump into anyone's personal dilemmas, unless...."

"Unless what?"

Anne was perplexed by their surroundings, having difficulty articulating a thought that would pierce the silence between the three of them. They brushed off the issue, realizing it was not their business to intervene in Hajun's complicated feelings towards Letitia. However, their curiosity continued to linger; they could sense something was amiss, and they wished they could do something to help. Allen felt similarly, feeling powerless and unable to truly address the elephant in the room.

"Unless, they know themselves first how to settle it on their own. Come on, Allen I'm also jumping into conclusions with them, in hindsight... they can talk with it."

Allen can accept their reassurance, however, being a long and trusted friend he is to him. He better knows what is really going on.

He had kept his shallowness for long as I can remember. When to grow up and show it like how you mean it, Hajun? Letitia is also a good friend, they may had a confrontation, perhaps?

Frightened by the thought of confronting him, Allen quickly dismissed his thoughts. He knew that he had to focus on the live battle, and he didn't have time to dwell on the situation. As they approached the classroom, Hajun was walking ahead of them, and Allen tried to compose himself and focus on the upcoming battle.

(To be continued)

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[houkagochemistry]

🍸 3.8k words

🌃 ryogashion / りょしお / しおりょ

🍸 e rated; clubbing, semi-public

happy shion day! this fic was titled “ryogashion freakout session” in my google docs.

[hipsterteller]

Poison

Summary-Aeryn has been avoiding Naoakira after what Miss Akane Minagawa said to her at music room and how it hurted how, so her friend, Letitia and BAE decided to the Inn but upon there...fate decided to make her heart twisted even further.

Tagged-Age gap/age difference, Naoakia patient is tested, Minagawa is dead whore, sets in episode 9, heated sex.

*Got this idea from listening to Poison by Blake Roman (Angel Dust) as well watching one of Scum's wish

Special guest-Letitia from @moonartemisia

Letitia invited Aeryn to join her and BAE on outgoing trip, a inn. Aeryn wanted to refuse it but decided to go anyway since she needs to get away from the city...and Naoakira.

You see, about a few weeks ago. Miss Akane Minagawa, professor of music decided to hurt Aeryn's emotions by getting Naoakira and even...seeing her attempt to kiss him.

This made her cry and call Letitia and Anne after hearing what happened...it anger Allen as he wanted to yell at her but Hajun pull him back as it will only cause more trouble.

So the only option is a trip to the inn while the BAE team will train for there finals. But for now, the young auburn hair sat alone in lounge as she needed this, alone in environment.

Allen is probably goofing off while Letitia and Hajun are doing some couple stuff...and Anne is probably busy with something...

She close her blue eyes as the memory from what happen still fresh in her head...

*Flashback at college music room*

Aeryn stood at the entrance of the music room when Miss Akane requested her to be there...but upon standing in the entrance...there..leaning against the window...is Naoakira...and Akanae.

The curtains blew covering them as it showed the silhouette of them...together...

Kissing.

It trigger both pain and bitter in her as she ran out holding back her tears as well her agony cry.

*End of flashback*

Aeryn open her eyes as she felt something in her cheek, it was cold drink and its been held by Anne.

"You look like you needed one..." She put the drink in Aeryn's hand as she sat down next to her as she pulled chair for her to seat.

Aeryn sit up straight as she held her drink "Thanks Anne...but you didn't have too..."

Anne shake her head and respond "You needed one, I mean after running all the way to apartment crying. I still can't believe from what I heard at your explanations...you know professor Saimon will never do that. Especially after the hickey incident he gave you."

Aeryn blush at that as Anne chuckle but still continue.

"But if your still sad about it, then its okay...but Aeryn...you can't ignore him forever you know..."

Aeryn frowned as she recalls that after that incident, she's been avoiding him a lot and somehow she could imagine his anger and impatient look in his eyes.

"I know...but...its best if I don't interact with him..."

Anne frowned more and sighed "Alright, welp I better check on Hajun and his girl. For now try and relax okay?"

Aeryn nodded and she is now yet again alone but at least she has a drink in her hand...

But what she doesn't know...

Is that fate has a way to tug her little heart.

At night.

Aeryn forgot that the Akanyatsura and Cozmez are here, she forgot due to her depression lately.

After having a nice dip in hot spring, Aeryn wanted nothing but to go to bed...until she heard Anne and Hajun are playing ping pong while Hetitia cheered on.

'Huh is Allen playing? I thought his still at hot spring...' Aeryn slowly approach the game room, but as soon she stood at the entrance...

Her heart is yet again twisted at the sight of someone she's trying to avoid...

The one person that made her heart goes fast...

The one person she love...that broke her heart into a million pieces.

Naoakira...is here...at the inn and playing ping pong table with Hajun and Anne and his partner up with Iori. Letitia saw this and knew shit hit the fans.

"A-Aeryn wait!"

Aeryn didn't respond as her mind began to recall the day she witness her heart shattered as if a static noise began to flicker her as she mentally recalls those painful moment and Miss Minagawa smile.

She broke a run for it, Aeryn didn't care on who she bump into the inn.

She needs to find a place to hide...somewhere he won't find her...somewhere she can cry again.

But before she did, she felt a strong grip grab her wrist as she yelp and is drag to secluded hallway were there she is pinned against the wall.

Her blue eyes met with golden eyes that she is very familiar...

Naoakira got her and now pinned against the wall.

"I've finally caught you..." his tone sounded that his patient has finally at its breaking point as Aeryn lips quiver afraid to speak but asked him.

"Why are you here?"

"I was gonna asked the same thing, but the real question is..."

He lean into her ear as his hot breathe made her shiver as he whispers.

"Why were you avoiding me lately little mouse?"

Aeryn close her eyes and looked away as she didn't deserve that nickname "Don't call me...little mouse..."

Naoakira is shocked but listen to her woes.

"I don't deserve to call little mouse I...I don't deserve to be with you..."

"Why? Was it because Miss Minagawa?"

Aeryn didn't respond as Naoakira let out a tsked, this made her flinch as she doesn't know if that tongue clicked was for her or for Miss Minagawa.

Before she could do anything, she felt his hands cupped both her cheek as she is force to look at him as she felt scared on what his about to say...

But she was not prepare on the revelations.

"You do realize that I don't have feelings for that woman...after all...you should have seen her when I slap her after that kiss attempt she did."

Aeryn is shocked as he wipes her tears.

"Letitia told me what happen, you should thanked your friend...for now...I have to take care of you..."

*Flashback, this afternoon*

While booking in the inn, Hajun and Letitia and Anne spotted the Cat's Whiskers and upon doing so, Letitia decided to approach the linguistic professor.

"Professor, can we talk? Its important." Letitia pleaded him as Naoakira knows Letitia well as she is good friends with Aeryn.

"If its about Aeryn's odd behavior...then please do..."

They head to a near by indoor lounge were there Letitia filled in the details and explainations.

"When she saw you and Miss Minagawa, she got her heartbroken and thought you left her for someone else and we tried to tell her that you don't do that.

Naoakira bit his inner bottom lip as it confirm his theory, that bitch made his little mouse cry...

And his not going to let this slide...not by a long shot.

*End of flashback*

"Oh my little mouse...I should have known that woman would hurt your feelings..."

Aeryn began to hiccup but slowly cry on his chest as she begs him for forgiveness, Naoakira hush her as he kiss her temples.

"I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry!"

"Sshh...its okay my little mouse, I forgive you...and I love you..."

He kiss her cheek and nose til he kiss her lips, God he needed and misses that taste of her lips. The two stayed like that til his hand roam at her kimono as he wants to pull down.

But Aeryn pulled away as she doesn't want to get caught, Naoakira took a breather and smirk.

"Let's go to my room little mouse..."

((Listen to this-

And just like that she nodded as he softly held her hand and took her to his room, upon entering he lock the door and the two began to have a heated intimacy.

Aeryn moan at his kiss as well his holding her til she is pinned down at futon as her kimono is loosen revealing her freckle body, her legs is spread open as it shows that she didn't wore anything underneath.

Naoakira goes on top of her, stripping her kimono down as Aeryn held onto the futon as he began to bite her, kisses her and lick the fresh hickeys and skin of her as she let out a moan and pant as his going hard on her and she enjoys this.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, his cologne drove her to the edge as she too began to leave hickeys and licks it. This made Naoakira moan and growled.

"Aaah...that's it little mouse, mark me...make that bitch know that I'm yours...and your mine."

Aeryn moan as she felt her leg lifted as he began to bite her sensitive parts as she moans loudly and felt her sweat began to form as not only he bit her thigh but began to eat her pussy as she moans.

She held his head as he began to make her cum as he did, Naoakira put his glasses down and lift her from futon as his hand held her.

Then began to thrust her pushing his cock inside of her making her scream and moan, then began to thrust her fast and hard.

the friction...the pleasure becomes unbearable but it felt so good for her as she held him as her legs wrapped around his waist as their kimono is took off from the floor.

It didn't took long as Aeryn claw his back as she cums and he too biting her shoulder as he cums. Naoakira lay down on futon as he let her rest on top of her as Aeryn held him.

The experience was enough for them to fall asleep in their arms as Naoakira held her and kiss her temples.

"I love you my little mouse..."

The next day, about week (after episode 11 and 12), college cafeteria

"Guys have you heard? Miss Minagawa is move to to an all girls university!"

Aeryn is shock at Letitia news as Hajun asked her.

"How did this happen?"

"Don't know but someone said its because her behavior had cause a lot of girls in here to be furious..."

Aeryn began to wonder as she tug her oversize turtleneck sweater that's covering the hickeys she got from her lover.

[perfectlyoongi]

PERFECTLYOONGI SCENARIOS 𓏲 ִֶָ ๋ ᡣ𐭩

໒ ࣪˖˚ MIN YOONGI ㅤ⪩ WALTZ OF POSSIBILITY ㅤㅤ⪩ getting ready for your best friend's wedding brought up a possibility that could last an eternal life. ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 1k words.

ㅤ⪩ COMPLICIT SILENCE ㅤㅤ⪩ it was yoongi's birthday and, since you missed being with him and wanted to celebrate his day, you decided to surprise yoongi at his studio. ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 1.4k words.

ㅤ⪩ FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE ㅤㅤ⪩ you had to write a poem for a class and, when your creativity betrayed you, you decided to ask your boyfriend for help. ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 2k words.

ㅤ⪩ A PLACE TO EXIST ㅤㅤ⪩ yoongi only existed with you. that was the only reality he knew. so, how could he handle life without you by his side? ㅤㅤ⪩ angst — 1k words.

ㅤ⪩ TELL ME YOU LOVE ME ㅤㅤ⪩ for the first time in a while you were in yoongi's arms enjoying a beautiful august night. what more could you ask for? ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 0.9k words.

ㅤ⪩ MY PARADISE ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 537k words. ㅤ⪩ MEANT TO BE ㅤㅤ⪩ comfort — 660k words. ㅤ⪩ A CONFIRMATION ㅤㅤ⪩ comfort — 1.020k words. ㅤ⪩ THE GREATEST PROOF OF LOVE ㅤㅤ⪩ comfort — 854k words.

ㅤ⪩ THE NUMBERS BETWEEN US ㅤㅤ⪩ you had a little habit that had been with you since you were little: you loved to count, everything. but when yoongi went to visit his future university and left you alone in the city, this little habit became more addictive. ㅤㅤ⪩ fluff — 4.2k words.

ㅤ⪩ NOTHING - WAS ALL IT TOOK ㅤㅤ⪩ a dark nightmare threatened to steal the light from your entire existence and all you could think about was yoongi. ㅤㅤ⪩ comfort — 1.7k words.

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[mxxncxven03]

***THE SCHOOL PLAY (SPELLWELL)***

A.N.: So here's a little Spellwell (Mary Wardwell x Zelda Spellman) smut shot I wrote long ago and wanted to share on this platform, hope you guys like it! If you do, I have a few more Spellwell, Madam Spellman and Mirelle spicy shots you might as well enjoy.

Zelda quickly walked around Baxter High's long corridors, looking for her niece. She had spent the last ten minutes trying to find the classroom her and her mates were using to prepare for the school play tonight. The witch only wanted to make sure Sabrina was doing fine, feeling herself and to wish her good luck. She knew her just well enough to know that nerves must be killing her already.

Black velvet stilettos clicked relentlessly on the floor. Her delicious curves were wrapped up in a tight satin black dress, whose cut on the back reached to her waist, and the just-below-the-knee length didn't give her much space to move properly. The dress was held over her shoulders by thin straps and fiery curls cascaded down caressing them gently. There was no doubt the ginger looked uterly ravishing.

As her fast steps turned another corner Zelda groaned in exhasperation. Maybe she could've been able to find that damn class much sooner if she wasn't so distracted. However, her body had decided to betray her, overcoming her with this completely ridiculous, out of place (but ardent nontheless) desire the moment she had let her gaze slip over Sabrina's civics and history teacher: Miss Wardwell. The younger woman had been wearing a formal nude blouse, tugged up in a black pencil skirt that oh so fine accentuated her soft curves. A thick mane of dark tresses rested over her shoulders and a slight shade of red covered her lips. Zelda hadn't been able to contain a gasp at the unusually bold election (being Mary who we talk about), but looking upon the gesture on her face she once again discovered that heart warming shyness and sweetness the brunette just seemed to expell. Mary's innocence and unawareness of just how beautiful she looked surprisingly turned the redhead on. She had been trying to supress her sinful thoughts for over an hour now and it was turning her mad.

Finally, she saw a sign that announced the play's dressing room and sighed in relief. Inmediately, she furrowed her brow, realizing no sound was coming out of the room. Weren't teenagers supposed to be a little more...noisy? Slowing her pace until it was impossible to hear her coming, the redhead approached the door. Quick, strong breathing could be heard from the inside. She silently cracked the door open, just a bit, wanting to get a discreet view of what was going on in there. Through the slight crack of the door, Zelda admired as Mary was trying to put on the rest of her play costume. With her back to the door and a victorian skirt already on, the teacher desperately attempted to close a white corset, failing cumsily. The witch watched in awe, completely paralized by the sight of soft obscure curls brushing against freckled skin. Mary's heavy breathing wasn't helping either. Her mind was suddenly running wild with want. She couldn't help but let out a shaky sigh when the brunette's hands moved her hair to the side, showing her neck covered in a thin layer of glistening sweat. Oh how she longed to be the one causing her to sweat and gasp heavily...Zelda could feel her arousal growing stronger in the pit of her stomach, the heat building up between her thighs at the scene. She craved for more.

Without much thinking, as if her body was now taking the lead for her, Zelda slowly entered the room, leaving her heels behind in order not to startle the other woman just yet. As she approached, she could clearly feel the scent that emanated from Mary's skin. She smelled like sandal, with a sweet fresh lavander note. Her slightly trembling hands reached to pull her hair aside and she finally grasped her wrists, stopping her from moving.

-Here, let me help you with that-Zelda tugged lazily at the corset's strings, her raspy and low voice startling Mary. The teacher turned around abruptly to be welcomed by the older woman's body so close to her she had to hold her breath for a second. Ocean blue eyes looked into emerald ones, nervousness and a slight relief noticeable in the restless pupils.

-Oh M-Miss Spellman! Yo-you scared me! It's o-ok I can d-do it by myself...please don't w-worry.- Mary stuttered.

Zelda's grasp went tighter around her wrists, enough not to hurt her. Only then, the teacher got to notice her blown wide pupils, eyes filled with unmistakable lust. The brunette's troath went dry.

- I insist. Now, would you mind to bend slightly fordward so I can properly reach the bottom of this lovely piece?

Zelda delighted in the furious blush that covered the woman's cheeks, neck and chest; lips slightly parted as her breathing seemed to run wilder again. Finally, Mary obliged, turning around so her bare back was now in full display for Zelda's eyes to feast on.

-That's it, good girl...- Zelda's husky voice praised, the ginger smirked to herself as she felt Mary shiver violently at the praise. Zelda bent her own body over Mary's, pressing against the woman's back and letting her feel her warm breasts rubbing her from behind through the thin material of her dress. Slowly, she ran a finger down her spine, eliciting a low muffled grunt the brunette tried to suffocate as she reached to grasp Zelda's free hand.

-My,my...you are excited, aren't you?- Zelda purred, finally owning a moan from the brunette woman. Mary's eyes went wide as she pressed her mouth shut. The redhead beauty chuckled and quickly grabbed the teacher's waist, turning her around so she was now facing her, and pressed their bodies together impossibly close. With a single twist of her alabaster fingers, Zelda freed Mary from the skirt, leaving her only in an unclosed corset and lace hosiery. Zelda moaned in delight.

-How sinfully naughty you are Mary, so enticing...what would your students think, you here melting under my fingers, clearly aroused in my arms?

Zelda grinned as the brunette pressed her eyes shut, letting her head fall back in pleasure and pulling her in for a kiss. The witch stopped her.

-As much as I'd love to bite and devour those lips right now dear, I infinitely prefer to mark your whole body with crimson kisses- the redhead whispered in her ear, seeing as Mary twisted in pure and blissful delight. Without a second thought, Zelda's fingers slipped between Mary's legs to caress where she needed her the most. She was soaked.

-Mmmm...look how wet we are, what a mess we have down here, so eager for my touch, almost dripping in my hand. What if I stopped now Mary?- Zelda teased- You have a play to attend to after all dear.

-Fuck that damn play Zelda... I want to be yours. Right now.

The unexpectedly bold demand made Zelda lose her last ounce of sense and restraining.Oh she would be all hers. Night was young and the play long forgotten.

[dollwrites]

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 — 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!suiseki!reader, noise control, finger sucking, king of tsundere himself, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ i didn’t plan on writing this, but i can’t get the idea of kanata shoving his fingers in my mouth out of my head. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

“You’re being too loud again.” Kanata was panting out a ragged whisper in your ear, but you could hardly hear it over your own, loud whimpering and the table thump-thumping to the rhythm of his greedy thrusting. he may have been a self-centered lover, a learned selfishness from years of neglect or, perhaps, because he had to steal everything else he’d ever had. but, you’d be damned if you didn’t love the way he stole you, too. “You trying to get me killed?”

there’s a tinge of amusement lacing the sarcasm dripping from his husky voice, but the threat was a very possible outcome if anyone found out that he claimed you like this. quick, needy, disrespectful fucking. against the wall, in a closet, or — like this time — on a table. whenever and wherever Kanata could get his hands on you, usually on the way out after meeting with Iori and picking up his pay. “Shh…”

“K, K! H—harder, oh god, harder!” he was already pounding hard, the legs of the table you’re boosted on to grinding into the floor, leaving skid marks, and he was hilt deep already. his sweatpants shoved down around his thighs, his balls were heavy with need for you, and made a deliciously wet slap due to the way you squelch when he pushes deep. Kanata made you so wet that you couldn’t help but erupt like a geyser when he hit your sweet spots, and thankfully he didn’t mind the mess you always left on him. you knew it’d be the same today, he’d pull the frayed hems of his hoodie down to cover the wide, damp stain that smelled like you on his crotch. his clothes weren’t the only ones that suffered, though. your panties, pulled to one side for the quickest access to your cunt he could get, were soaked, too.

“Shut up,” he grunted, thin brows furrowing close together and teeth grinding when you grasp a handful of lavender locks, skewing his lazy side pony further, and jerking hard. expelling a heavy breath into your neck before pulling back, his head tilted upwards to accommodate your vice, lips parted, amethyst gems sparkling and pupils blown out with lust as he watches you squirm and cry out for him, against his demands to quieten down. “They’ll hear you.”

you couldn’t keep quiet, anyways. you couldn’t stifle your pleasured whines or the way you wanted to scream his name until your voice went hoarse. with your trembling knees dug into his ribs, your manicured nails biting at his shoulder and his scalp, your voice was your last line of defense against the haphazard way he fucked you. you didn’t care about the other boys in the building, the ones that you called your family, the ones that could — at any moment — hear you scream for Kanata and come running to ruin this beautiful, depraved moment with him.

all you cared about in this moment was Kanata, and how fucking good his cock felt inside you.

“Gonna cum!” you yip, your eyes threatening to roll back, toes curling. your knees tighten against his ribs, trying to lock him in place so you could ride out your high, “G—gonna c—!”

Kanata cut your mewling short, his middle and ring finger pushing into your mouth, muffling the sounds. they reach to the back of your throat in an instance, teasing your gag reflex as the rough, calloused pads press down hard on your tongue. your first instinct is to gurgle, eyes widening and flitting to look up at him. he was so close to you, his breath tickling the apples of your cheeks as his thumb anchors itself under your jaw, keeping you from pushing his fingers out as he fucked you into bliss. “Spoiled brat,” he spat, but there was a subtle yet undeniable fondness in his degradation. “I said shut up… You’re just gonna make me shut you up myself?” he moves them in your mouth, back and forth, to the reckless rhythm in which his hips snap to yours, and your eyes start to water as his digit tips prod at the opening of your throat each time, but this new way to keep you quiet had your pussy clenching, clamping down in his cock until he was breathless and struggling to keep his composure. “That’s— it… come on, princess,” the nickname sounded more like an insult coming from him, but it only made you wetter, “just keep… milking me… fuck, suck my fingers, baby.”

you obey, but only to keep as quiet as you could, sealing your glossy pink tiers around his fingers, you tasted the salt in his skin, your moaning turning to muffled vibrations as you struggle to keep your eyes open and on him.

but, you knew he was close and you wanted to see him cum.

his lip twitched, as if he were about to bare his teeth, his eyes glazing and falling out of focus as he becomes solely zeroed in on reaching his peak. his free hand grips tight on your hip, pulling you in to his movements, as the last few, erratic thrusts send you into your own tizzy. Kanata lets out a raspy moan, pushing you back and separating your bodies just in time for him to cum. wrenching his hands away, he uses them to pry your knees off of him, holding them far apart so he can pull out. as soon as he does, with a strangled cry from you, he releases, painting your panties and netherlips, the glaze dripping on to the table under you.

your chest was heaving for a moment, and you stare down at the mess he’s made of you, too, until you notice he’s staring at your face. it was only then that you felt the thin strings of saliva that he’d pulled from your mouth as they dribble on to your chin and leave little, damp patches on your top. you look up at him and smile. it was a half-dick drunk, silly grin, but it was enough to at least soften his gaze with a hint of adoration. “How the hell do I keep ending up here?” he asked in a low voice, pulling away to tuck himself back into his pants.

you sit up, and lean forward to catch him in a tight back hug, nuzzling your face in his shoulders. “Maybe you like me?” you ask, before adding, “I like you.”

Kanata’s silent, but he also doesn’t push you off for several moments, as if he’s deep in thought about something, before he scoffs and mutters, “I just fucked your brains out. You don’t even know what your own name is, much less what you like. You’ll think better of it later.” with that, now he does shrug you off, but he keeps his face partially hidden, trying to conceal the faint pink blush to his cheeks. “I gotta go. You know to clean up before you come out, right?” his eyeline falls to your ruined panties and the puddle of his spunk on the table. Iori would lose his mind if it left a stain, and the last thing Kanata needed was Zen on his ass. you make a face, scrunching your nose at his curt nature, even after doing something so intimate, but nod, and he heads out. you can swear, however, that you hear him murmur under his breath. “See you again… princess.”

[seizingthesky]

May I request "what if i hurt you?" prompt for Ryoga please? Thank you!!

GRRR BARK BARK SNARL GRRR BARK SNARL GRRRRRRR [the answer is yes and thank you for requesting this] also sorry I didn't go full nsfw with this but if you want me to then. Hehe. You can send another request. Mwah

SUGGESTIVE UNDER THE CUT.

Honestly, you couldn't blame Ryoga for not initiating too much affection with you. After all, he was inexperienced in almost every way, so you never really got angry with him. As endearing as it could be, though, it could also be irritating. It was especially so when you were so lonely and touch-starved while he was away; was it wrong to want a kiss every now and then? You didn't think so.

Which is precisely why you had pounced on Ryoga as soon as he got home that day, placing yourself right on his lap the moment he sat down on the couch. You couldn't help but chuckle as you could see the shock on his face- wide eyes, flushed cheeks, and parted lips. He looked cute like this, but that wasn't your main concern right now.

"Ryoga," you started, hands perched on his shoulders. "Why are you so nervous about touching me?" You got straight to the point in hopes that you could get an honest answer from him.

For a few moments, he was silent, his brows furrowing in slight confusion as he processed your question. Of course, he knew the answer already- he was scared of hurting you. Ryoga knew his own strength well, and even though he was positive you could hold your own, he was also positive that any wrong move on his part would put you through a world of pain. He was always so delicate and gentle with you, even if it was unusual for him to do so. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt you, so could you blame him?

Now, though…

He thought about it some more before answering, a brief exhale leaving his lips. "…What if I hurt you?"

It was your turn to furrow your brows now, your smile turning to a frown. "Hurt me?" You repeated, to which he nodded his head slowly. Another laugh left your lips, and he looked confused again and slightly offended. "Sorry, sorry, it's just… that's all? Come on, you don't have to be scared of that! Here, look…"

You picked up his large hands, which were resting awkwardly at his side, and put them on your hips. You felt him jolt a bit, practically radiating the heat from his flushed face. Upon seeing you smile at him, he squeezes your hips slightly. Not a huge move, but a good one nonetheless.

"There, that's not so bad, is it?" You shot him a grin, to which he nodded once more. "And... if you're so nervous about initiating something yourself, then I can always start it. Think you can keep up with me?"

You saw something flash in his eyes at being challenged, and you felt the grip he had on your hips tighten. One of those hands raised to your head, tangling itself in your hair to pull you a little closer. Surprised at the sudden boost of confidence, you blinked owlishly, especially as he muttered in your ear, "you have no idea."

[mera-k1]

Hai hai >_>, can i request Allen, Kanata, and Iori for smut alphabet D, K, L pls ^^ tysm! <3

yes, ofc, nonnie!! i hope you enjoy~

Smut Alphabet [D, K, L]

Allen, Kanata, Iori x gn!reader

-smut

allen sugasano

♡ dirty secret [what’s a dirty secret they have about you?]

-it's not odd for allen to have some secret little fantasies that play in his mind when it's not occupied with hip hop. although it's rare, he does have a few... they're very basic though. usually you wearing his shirt or any of his clothes honestly. something about it has him blushing like crazy even if it's not inherently sexual in nature.

♡ kink [one or more of their kinks]

-okay, would it be weird to say he sort of has a thing for your voice? like no matter how you think it sounds or if you like or dislike it, he's into it. something about how it sounds when you call or moan his name or even tease him in a flirty tone... he just can't get enough of it!

♡ lingerie [do they enjoy wearing/seeing their partner wear it? is there a specific look they like seeing their partner in?]

-of course, if you like it, he likes it. anything that hugs your body just right will be something he loves. honestly, you can wear anything and he'll love it. he does enjoy seeing you in lingerie though and it's a good way to get his attention back on you when he's spent too much time drowning in his music.

kanata yatonokami

♡ dirty secret [what’s a dirty secret they have about you?]

♡ kink [one or more of their kinks]

-praise. it's basic, yes, but can you imagine a flustered kanata when you praise him??? it'd be the cutest sight of the night. absolute highlight of your night! he gets so embarrassed when you praise him and tell him how good he's doing. he can't help but feel warm and fuzzy inside, trying to send you over that edge and hopefully (although he won't admit it) earning more loving words from you.

♡ lingerie [do they enjoy wearing/seeing their partner wear it? is there a specific look they like seeing their partner in?]

-most definitely. he thinks it looks so pretty and although he does see it as an expense that might not be worth it, it ends up being so worth it to see you spin and ask him how it looks on you. he just feels so lucky to have someone as lovely as you loving on him 24/7.

iori suiseki

♡ dirty secret [what’s a dirty secret they have about you?]

-sometimes, if he's bored, he'll pull up pictures of you on his phone and scroll through them, imagining what he'd like to do with you if you were there with him. these usually range from innocent things like playful kisses to having you ride his thigh. the pictures aren't even sexual ones, he just misses your adorable face!

♡ kink [one or more of their kinks]

-shibari. sexual or not, he enjoys seeing you in it. if you're not into it, then so be it! he doesn't mind but if you are into it, then he'd love to try new designs and tease you about how pretty you look in the ropes. he can live without it but if you're up for trying it then he's all for it too!

♡ lingerie [do they enjoy wearing/seeing their partner wear it? is there a specific look they like seeing their partner in?]

-yes, i do believe that iori would be pretty into you wearing any sort of lingerie for him. as much as he likes seeing you bare, lingerie is just so much better. no matter the color, pattern, style, he loves it all. he might even go as far as buying you some for a special occasion...

[moonartemisia]

✧.* HOMEBDY || Hajun Yeon × OC Masterlist

SYNOPSIS: Starting to question where their bond lies... hitting on their private room inside the club without no one is looking. Their friends and fans might be suspicious of the two of you getting comfortable with each other. Away from the noisy rave, the breath of intoxicating cigarettes, people drinking and chattering; what's left between the tension folds? "What are we?" Is the question to this desirable feeling of uncertainty that you wish to fade... Tags: drugs, fwb, situationships, mentions of alcohol, foreplay, rough sex, semi-bondage, mutual stimulation, edging, one-night stand turned sneaky link, drama, psychological matters, familial issues notes: no beta reads! This is a oc × canon story, dark contents will be present in this prompt by the following tags, and korean or any foreign words in the story. Based on the song "HOMEBDY" by DEMÍ ft. slimedemidemislime & Madman Stan

╰┈➤ Chapters:

i: Talk the Talk

ii: Act Tough

iii: FREAKOUT

iv: Inside the Trap

v: Hard Decisions

vi: Smiley Wangja's line of concubines

vii: Intoxicating

viii: Poison

ix: Grab and pull me in

x: You and I

✧.* @.moonartemisia 2023 || do not copy my works

[ahunter8056]

20 Questions for fic writers

Tagged by @nights-like-this17 Thanks friend! This'll be interesting...

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

18...I should write more. Although 2 more fairly far along in the works, so...

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

436,606, wow! Honestly didn't expect it to be that high. Doesn't feel like I've really written many long fics

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Written for a few. Now mainly Doctor Who (8), used to be primarily WWE (11). I have also written a Last of Us/Doctor Who crossover series, so I've also written 3 fics for TLOU. I've also written a fic for She-Ra before. Also because I'm unoriginal, got a few more fandoms on my Ao3 dashboard which were just AUs featuring WWE characters set in a different universe, including Diablo II (1), Starcraft (1), Days Gone (1)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I'm Here (But You Can't See Me), I Don't Belong Right Here, You Only Feel My Ghost, You Put The Devil In Me, It's Getting Harder to Stay Awake and My Strength is Fading Fast

Wow, those fic titles sound depressing put together like that, lol. All except one of them are song lyrics tbf. Also, not the fics I would have guessed to be my top 5.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

YES, absolutely! I feel like it's a virtual crime deserving of internet jail to not respond to comments.

I kid, but I seriously love interacting with people who took the time to not only read but comment on my writing. Honestly, it's the least I can do to thank them. And honestly, it's one of my biggest pet peeves on Ao3 when I see that an author doesn't respond to comments. Just comes across to me that they don't care, so why bother leaving a comment?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

To me, "angst" and "ending" don't belong in the same sentence. I feel like all endings should be happy, to make it a satisfying conclusion. I know I've read fics before that have ended on an angsty note, and felt disappointed in that. So I could never write an angsty ending.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Honestly, I can't say for sure which is the happiest. I feel like the epilogue chapter I wrote for A Hero'll Save Me (Just in Time) is packed full of fluff and ends on a highly optimistic note, but I always knew I'd be making more content in that universe, so it doesn't feel like an ending to me. Other possible answers include It's Getting Harder to Stay Awake and My Strength is Fading Fast, but due to that fic's focus on depression, maybe that nullifies the ending's happy note?

So those two aside, I might have to give it to either I'm Here (But You Can't See Me) or You Only Feel my Ghost.

8. Do you get hate on any fics?

Readers are usually pretty cool, I like the whole "say something nice or don't say anything" vibe that Ao3 has. Not much, but I have had some negative comments. One which compared my "cheap" writing to a gloryhole (super weird comparison). And then I had someone leave multiple comments on a fic which were both positive and rudely critical, criticising my creative decisions in an already finished fic (while explaining where they felt I should have chosen the setting of my fic to be) and really nitpicking odd little details of little to no consequence. That one was just super weird to me, trying to dictate every little thing about my own fic, as if it belonged to them too.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No, I don't think writing smut will ever be for me, I'd just feel too self-conscious about how other people would react to it. I have written some brief allusions to before/after smut, but nothing that goes into enough detail to classify as smut.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Oh, absolutely! When I first started writing fics, most of them were crossovers, lol. I just love putting characters in different universes. As previously mentioned, I wrote a TLOU/Doctor Who crossover series, where the Doctor arrived on a parallel universe Earth. That was fun, but also seems credible. I've also written the Four Horsewomen in the universes of Starcraft, Diablo, and Days Gone. But given I wrote them as natural denizens of those universes, didn't really seem too crazy to me. Maybe Days Gone might be the craziest though, it's been a blast writing Biker Sasha Banks killing zombies and surviving so well post-apocalypse.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not, lol. But I guess if I did find out one of my fics were stolen, I'd be simultaneously pissed, but also sorta proud that somebody felt my fic was worth being stolen?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! I've currently got A Hero'll Save Me (Just in Time) Season 2 in the works, co-writing with the brilliant @literaturelocker

But also, although it's currently on hiatus, I have been co-writing Why We Keep Going with another friend of mine (who I don't believe is on Tumblr)

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Honestly, it's a toss-up between Thasmin (Thirteenth Doctor/Yaz) and Baysha (Bayley/Sasha). Bayley and Sasha are so cute together, both on-screen (I hope not for the last time!) and off-screen. And for Thirteen/Yaz, both characters are amazing and so loveable. There was so much potential never fully realised on-screen, that makes for a magnificent array of fics, both fix-its and AUs. Not to mention how close the two actors are, which always helps me get invested.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Honestly, Why We Keep Going. There's so much plot we plan to cover, and writing has unfortunately come to a complete stop for several months now, beyond my control. Maybe one day we'll be able to finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Me? Strengths? LOL

All kidding aside, I find it so hard to think of anything I'd say is my strength. But for the purpose of this, I'll really try to.

I think I'd say that a strength of mine is writing for characters/canon which I'm fond of. I always strive to do them justice. A Hero'll Save Me (Just in Time) for instance, I felt worked so well because it combined two of my biggest interests (Four Horsewomen and Doctor Who), so I was really invested and passionate in making that the greatest fic I'd ever written.

And then for the second fic in my TLOU/Doctor Who series, Not Broken Beyond Repair, half of that was adapting the Jackson Dance cutscene from TLOU 2, which I can say I'm honestly still super proud of. The amount of times I watched and rewatched every single second of that cutscene to make sure I got down every single detail though...

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Oh, so many! But I'll keep this short, lol

I definitely feel like I struggle with dialogue, always too simplistic and I never know what to make the characters say other than what is needed to move the plot along. I also feel like I reuse dialogue from canon far too much, so it feels like less of a homage, and more lazy. I just can't help it.

And then action as well, I don't think I'm too good that that either. Similarly to dialogue, I think I'm quite limited in my descriptions.

I also think that as a writer, I'm not really all that creative. I feel like too many of my fics are based on a pre-established story, as opposed to being clever and creative enough to come up with something brand new.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue language in fic?

...am I stupid? I genuinely don't understand what this question means?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Doctor Who! Years before I discovered Ao3, I wrote a one-off adventure featuring the Twelfth Doctor bumping into Amy Pond. I published on FanFiction.net and a couple of Doctor Who fanfic sites I found though googling. I've since uploaded it to Ao3.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh, easily by far A Hero'll Save Me (Just in Time). That fic will always be my baby, the one I put the most work and love into. I was really determined to make the most of that one, and I think it'll always be the fic I'm proudest of. And now, 2 sequels currently being written (and quite far along) to further expand the universe, yay!

This was fun and introspective to say the least, always find it interesting to share my thoughts with anybody who decided to follow me.

Tagging @literaturelocker

[misguidedasgardian]

Best Deal Ever

4. I can't see my feet!

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!reader

Chapter summary: Your lives keep getting enterwined as your relationship develops, but you'll know that with the good things, also comes the bad

Warnings: cursing, involuntary living situation, mob related business, pregnancy! and discussions about it, fluff, and… THE SMUT IS BACK!, soft unprotected sex, dirty talk

+18 MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 4.2 k

You woke up in Bucky’s arms, feeling so warm and protected you couldn’t help but let out a noise like a purr and cuddle yourself more into his thick body

“Oh, good morning,” Bucky purred in your ear

“Good morning” But you felt how he leaned in, kicking the sheets and grabbing you until he lift you off the bed and cradled you in his arms

“Bucky!” you screeched, passing both your arms behind his neck to grab onto him, to make sure he wouldn’t drop you, but you knew, he never would, “Where are you taking me?” you giggled

“To where you belong” he growled, his husky voice resounding on his chest where you laid your head against. You only smiled when you noticed he walked the distance towards his room, passing the double doors and towards his bed 

And there is where he left you, gently he deposited you on his soft bed. You giggled some more, when he tuck you under the covers

“Bucky” you called, when you noticed he wasn’t getting in there with you

“Angel,” he called back, “I’ll be right back, ok?”you just nodded and he disappeared through the double doors 

You looked around and you realized it’s the very first time you were in his room. And it was huge! It had a fireplace right in front of the bed, with a comfortable sofa in front of it. The floor was black marble, and the room was decorated with silver, red and black all over. It was very modern, and masculine. 

When Bucky came back, he didn’t do it alone, maids brought a platter full of breakfast, toast, croissants, fruit, waffles and everything you can dream of. They were placed on the bed in front of you. Coffee and juice in another

“This is a dream” you moaned, you thanked the girls who winked at you, before leaving to leave you both alone again, “You certainly know how to treat a lady” you giggled. And he smiled widely at you, accommodating himself on his side of the bed

It was strange sharing a bed with him, but somehow it felt good, it felt right. It truly felt like you belonged next to him. 

“Dig in love” he encouraged, “We have a very lazy day in front of us” you giggled at his invitation to spend a lazy day with him. It was Sunday anyways, so it sounded like a dream he’d want to spend the day with you. And you just realized how hungry you were, so you took a silver platter and served yourself a generous portion of waffles with all the fixe. Extra syrup and berries. 

you ate and drank juice, Bucky won’t let you drink coffee, excusing that caffeine was bad for your pregnant self and the baby. And you only smiled thinking about how cute it was that he knew that sort of thing. That he was preparing himself to take care of you and your daughter 

After your great hunger was sated, you cleaned your mouth with a satisfied moan. And now you looked at Bucky, still munching on his own waffle. And you were paralized when you saw his strong jawline, his cheekbones, all his face constricting in eating, a little bit of the syrup cream in the corner of his lip. 

And now you were hungry for something else… 

Something primal took a hold of you, a need to kiss his plump lips. 

Your eyes then darted to the tray that held the waffles, syrup, whipped cream and berries, and smiled wickedly, making a plan in your mind… With your index finger you gathered a bit of syrup, all of this under his watchful eyes, and you spread the golden substance on his lips

“You have a little syrup there” you said innocently, or pretending to. He only smiled widely as you leaned into him until your lips kissed the syropy spot right in the corner of his lips. You kissed him lenghtly, and he purred as a result. Letting you do whatever you want to him. You separated shortly after, licking your lips under his content eyes 

“Oh baby” he whined. You wanted him so badly, even though you were jumping the gun, even though you were seated on his bed after breakfast, even though he never made a pass at you since you were in here. 

You could help but whimper in need, flashbacks of that night in the bathroom coming back to you, how he grabbed your thighs as he rose you from the ground and made your back stick to the bathroom stall, and how good the stretch in your pussy felt when his thick cock splitted you open.

“Are you ok Angel?” his eyes were no longer blue, they were almost black because of how much his pupils had enlarged hungrily

“I'm sorry” you whined, “My pregnancy hormones…” he shushed you with his ringed finger over your lips

“Let me help you Angel, come to your baby daddy” he purred, so sensual you thought you could come right then and there, “I’m going to reward you” he said, his voice so husky that it sounded like honey, “For giving me a baby girl, uh?” and you finally erased the distance between you, your lips connecting to yours, when you felt safe in his arms, his arms came around you and made your body stick to yours. You opened your mouth welcoming him into yours rubbing your tongues together, and he tasted like syrup and glory. 

It was too early to say you loved him? Probably, but in the moments that’s how it felt, like you wanted to melt into him and become one. 

“But Bucky, we have 3 days left for our date” you whined against his mouth

“And we are still going to that” he said, chuckling against your mouth. The sounds of platter hitting the floor resounded in the room, but you could care less as you let yourself be engulfed by his arms, and his warm body, and his mouth enveloping yours 

You felt it again, like you fitted so perfectly in his arms like you belonged there. Soon he laid you on the bed your back against the soft covers, and he leaned over you gently 

“I want to say we made this baby with love” he whispered against your lips, “Even though we didn’t know it yet” you smiled as your eyes watered

“She is going to be the most loved little girl in the world” you whispered, and he smiled so beautifully before he kissed you again. You felt his hands sneaking under your pajama shirt, caressing your belly, you let out a purr, his hands on you felt heavenly, your senses were heightened, you felt everything more powerfully.

His hands reached your tits, squeezing gently and his thumb brushing your nipples making them pebble

“Bucky” you moaned 

“You are so sensitive” he admired, his voice against your neck making you flutter. Your hands needed to touch him, finding his chest over his nightshirt, but finding the hem and then caressing his naked skin, the ridges of his muscles made you tingle, especially when he found your special spot in your neck, that made you moan loudly. There was this spot in your neck that made your turn your eyes in pleasure

“Oh look what I found here” he chuckled against the skin on your neck. “Your sweet spot” feeling challenged, you kissed your way down on his own neck as you kept caressing him, searching for his own sweet spot on his neck. Exploring his body was something refreshing, you intended on learning all his favorite spots and his favorite caresses. And you just found one, as he moaned himself when you found his special spot right under his ear

“Oh darling” he purred against your skin, you just giggled against his skin, continuing to explore his body, just like he did yours, caressing your sides and your belly, he took out your sleeping shirt, leaving you naked only with soft cotton panties, you tried to cover your tender breasts, but he grabbed your arms gently and got them out of the way.

“Damn” he leaned in, dropping sloppy kisses in each of your breasts, treating them so delicately like they were the finest of things, he caressed them gently and you just moaned, throwing your head back, getting lost in all the sensations. It was so sweetly overwhelming. 

“Bucky I need you” you begged, your hands in the hem of his boxers to eliminate the last pieces of clothings. He first removed your panties, 

“I need you two” he removed his underwear hastily, not being able to wait any longer, making sure you were ready for him, introducing his fingers through your folds and finding them wet, he only smiled down at you. Finally rubbing his weeping cock, making his tip dance through your folds, covering itself with your juices. You moaned wantonly, placing your hands in his sweaty back, drawing him even closer to you.

He entered you slowly, making your tight pussy feel every vein, ridge and inch of his thick cock. You didn’t remember that this felt so good, if you did, you wouldn’t have let him go

You melted against the mattress in a silent moan, your eyes turning to the back of your head

Bucky watch every reaction from you with a wicked smile, as he opened you up slowly and widely for him, caressing your thigh making your leg wrap around his hip

He started pounding into you once he made sure you were comfortable with him. Slowly but passionately he explored your insides until he found your spongy spot inside of you and once he found it, he made sure he hit it over and over again. 

You close your eyes to try to grip into reality but you only saw stars under your eyelids, your hands scratched his back, making him growl

Your climax hit you like a truck, under his sweet words he whispered in your ear

“That’s it angel,” he purred against your ear, kissing your neck, “Come for me my sweet girl”

“Bucky” your brain was so melted in pleasure you could only whisper his name like a prayer, as you hold tightly onto him like he was a lifesaver 

“You are gripping me so tightly you are going to make me cum” he said huskily, “My baby mama, my angel” he moaned against your mouth.

You kissed him roughly, like you wanted to devour him and he kissed you back

“I think I love you” he whispered against your mouth as he kept fucking you into the mattress. You knew right then and there that he had ruined you for other men as he built his own climax alongside your second one

You didn’t even knew it was possible but there you were, cumming around his thick cock as he also cummed deep inside you

You recuperated your breaths together, he over you, looking at you with those stormy blue eyes that could make you do anything he asked 

He took himself off of you slowly, gently, dragging a soft moan from you. Blushing scandalously you realized that you didn’t like to feel that empty. He kissed you slowly, savoring your lips, sighing against your mouth, like not wanting to ever release you

“I changed my mind” he said, looking at you with those eyes that could melt you

“About what?” you asked, suddenly fearful

“I don’t want you in an apartment, I want you here with me” he whispered, “I want you to be the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night, I want you by my side and my baby girl in my arms… I want you here, in our home, in our bed” he purred against you, and he squeezed you gently in his arms, like he was fearful of you leaving

“I don’t want to leave either” you confessed, “I want that too” you whispered and he smiled widely before kissing you again

“Bucky this isn’t protection!” his lawyer protested, “This is giving away all your shit!” Bucky sighed

“It’s protecting her, even from me” he said firmly, “She is expecting my child and we are not even married, what if I walk out of here tomorrow and someone shoots me in the face?” he asked, “I want her and my child to be protected,” Andy Barber looked at him in awe  

“Ok then”

“I want you to set up an account” Bucky said slowly, “I want her to receive half of everything I own, specially the cash” His lawyer nodded, “And the manor”

“What?” he looked at him in surprise

“And the dogs” Bucky smiled, “The European states, can go to Rebecca, and my mother” he muttered, “Half the cash will go to Steve Rogers and the rest of the family, to keep operations running until Steve can take over”

“Very well…”

“And I don’t want the family coming after her, and I want you to put that in my will as well” Andy kept nodding as he redacted everything, “Can you do that for me Barber?”

“I will redact everything up” he said, looking up at him, “I'll make sure that if everything happens to you, she and your child will be taken care of, ok?” He stood up and shook Bucky’s hand

“Thanks man”

They stroke hands to close the deal. And when his lawyer left, Bucky sat on his chair content, he already had passed over to you a sizeable amount to an account you’ll be the only one with access, he had to secure you, like he said to Andy, even from himself

Speaking about that, he needed to find you to ask you something very important. He walked towards your room, knocked at the door and waited for your gentle “come in” for him to enter.

He found you trying on your dresses, your baby bump unconceivable already, your clothes were beginning to be too tight for you

“Hey you” he said softly, coming inside your room. “Gods, you are getting bigger” you arched one of your brows in an amused grin, “That's not what I meant!” he said hastily, and you just giggled

“Must be all those desserts” you giggled, “An waffles, and treats May cooks for me” 

“No, it's my baby in there” he said, recuperating his relaxed and controlled facade 

“Yeah” you caressed your belly gently

“I wanted to tell you I have some… friends… coming over” he seemed increasingly tense at this

“Oh?” you murmured, to let him continue after an uncomfortable pause

“Business dinner” he said, looking at you with warning in his eyes

“OH! Mob business” you concluded, and he seemed to relax and nodded

“Yes, exactly”

“Do you want me to… hide here?” you asked, “I can ask May to prepare something for me earlier and then…”

“Actually” he continued, “I want you by my side”

“Really?” you couldn’t hide how surprised you were at his request. He smiled at you

“Yes” he said firmly, “You are the mother of my unborn child, and I want you there by my side” you smiled and walked towards him, he received you in his arms and give you a chaste peck on the lips, “We are friends and we will discuss friendly things” he clarified

“Ok, I’d love to meet more friends of yours”

“Great” he kissed you again, his hands traveling up and down your hips and waist. “And I will call a friend of mine, so she can take you shopping”

“A friend that can take me shopping?” you asked, nor understanding how both things combined

“She is some sort of… personal shopper?” he said trying to explain, “She’ll help you find amazing maternity clothes and such, you’ll love her she is very sweet, and lovely”

“That sounds fun but you don’t have to do it, and my budget is a little tight right now” he arched one of his eyebrows

“I’m buying” he said firmly, “It isn’t a question future Mrs Barnes”

“Future Mrs Barnes?” you savored in your mouth, slowly

“Well, mother of future Lady Barnes, for now” he tried again, and you just kept smiling at him, he walked towards you and grabbed your hips, drawing you until you were completely glued to his body, he leaned in and kissed you gently, slowly, savoring you. Then he pressed his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes with adorations

“I love how you are growing with my baby” he whispered, and you just felt so flustered, “I want you to go and buy all the maternity clothes you can get your hands on, so you can be as comfortable as possible” yo just nodded as he kissed you again

“Hell I have to part from you my angel” he whispered, or we are not leaving this house for the rest of the day”

“That sounds good to me” you said simply, but he just smiled

“I need to go out but Wanda is on her way” you just nodded and with a last kiss, he went away

You were skeptical at first but as it turns out she turned out to be a lovely young girl, matching your own age. And not even 5 minutes later you thought you had known her for years. She hugged you tightly as she introduced herself as the wife of the accountant for many of Bucky’s businesses 

She dragged you gently out of the house where a black SUV was waiting for you both, and a little to your surprise you found out Scott and Clint were coming with you like your bodyguards

Why would you need bodyguards?

“I don’t think Bucky trusts me” yu whispered to Wanda as the car pulled out of the driveway

“What?” she asked, “No, he does this for me as well when I shop for him, it’s only precaution, for us to be safe”

“Safe from what?” but you only got a sympathetic look as a response.

The ride was filled with anecdotes and laughter coming back and forth from Wanda and you, you had a lot of things in common, both had a similar young life, and now, you were both intertwined with a world you honestly felt a little scared by.

And you weren’t even sure if you wanted to get involved in it

But was it a little too late though?

The car stopped at the very entrance of the most luxurious and expensive shopping mall of the entire city, you looked at Wanda wide eyed as this mall only had stores that sell things you could only dream you could afford

“Don't give me that look” she giggled grabbing your hand and jumping out of the vehicle as soon as Scott opened the door for you, “I’m taking you shopping not to the death row, besides, Bucky’s buying”

“He gave you…?” you walked into the shopping center hand in hand with Wanda and the two guys trotting behind you

“Of course I have his cards, I’m his personal shopper” she said simply, “And at the time we are done, you are going to look like a princess”

The first store you entered as soon as the girl behind the counter saw you both enter, she almost bowed as she came close with a wide smile

“Miss Maximoff!” she greeted, “How wonderful to see you here, we’ve recently got the new season and we know Mr Barnes…”

“I’m going to stop you right there, today we need to dress her” she pointed at you and you expected, somehow, to be greeted with contempt, but she look at you up and don with a wide smile and bright eyes like you were her new project

“Beautiful!” she exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious as you smiled too, “Oh sweet girl you are pregnant, say no more” she took your hand and took you to the back. You looked at Wanda for help but she only smiled wickedly

“You know I’m thinking of two evening dresses, have in mind the suits we got from you for Mr Barnes, they are the new hit couple and they must match!” she chanted as the lady made you step up into a small stage to take your measures of every inch of your body. “And her growing belly!” 

“Don’t you worry!” she said cheerfully

You had never craved champagne more in your life than this moment where Wanda sat on a luxurious couch with a flute in hand while you stood there and she dressed you like a doll, trying fabrics of all kinds and colors over your complexion while also complimenting you.

You reluctantly chose three dresses, a beautiful red number, tight around your chest but then fell freely to the floor, loose so your belly would grow and the dress would still fit

Algo a beautiful purple dress that reminded you of Natalie Portman’s dress she wore at the Oscars the year she was pregnant. And then one that resembles a Blake Lively’s dress you loved

When it was time to pay you looked away as you saw the amount of the three dresses was the same as one year of your apartment’s rent. Flustered and feeling incredibly embarrassed, Wanda just looked at you funny

“Don’t worry, it’s her first time” she giggled with the nice lady and she agreed, like you needed to get accustomed to spend 6 figures in dresses

“I want to see the new season anyways, so you’ll see me sooner rather than later” Wanda aid goodbye as she grabbed your hand with one hand and the bags with the other

“Always a pleasure Miss Maximoff! Miss Barnes!” she said as a goodbye

You felt flustered yet again when you heard her call you by Bucky’s name

“Sounds good right?” Wanda said suggestively, giving the bags to Scott who received them comically, surprised by their weight 

Next store was to find matching shoes, and the next, accessories, already at the fourth store you were feeling tired, but humored Wand at trying, this time, more comfortable and informal clothings

Wanda left to find a matching belt even though you suggested it wasn’t a good idea due to your growing belly, but she went anyways, you guessed to buy something for herself

You contemplated your pregnant belly in that Tommy Hilfiger overall you really really liked, liking the relaxed look and how comfortable those jeans were, this was more your style than those expensive dresses. So you decided to take it.

But, another dress was waiting for you in the hanger so you changed back, deciding to take the overall with you. You got into the expensive looking baby pink dress and when you managed to close the zipper you got off the dressing room to place yourself in front of the mirror

“I thought you said he wouldn’t let you leave, but yet here you are, passing his credit card around like you are at the market” you froze in your dress as you identified Dot through the reflection in the mirror. She was holding a champagne flute in her hand, and a mean look on her face

“Things change” you muttered shyly, feeling incredibly uncomfortable

“What are you doing here, Homewrecker?” she asked, “You clearly don’t belong here I mean look at you, those shoes with that dress? please” she said, mean, and what was hidden in your mind all along came afloat, you didn’t belonged here 

“Bucky wanted me to get clothes”

“Don’t I know that move” she said bitterly, “Him buying you anything he can, but that doesn’t mean he wants to keep you around”

“That seems like a me problem” you said back, turning to look at her. You looked over her shoulder for any signs of Wanda, Clint or Scott but you couldn’t see anyone, you were alone with her. She looked at you up and down, walking until there was barely a foot between you

“You don’t belong with him” she said, “you don’t belonged in the manor and you don’t belong here” in a second you felt cold in all your front as she dumped the content of her champagne flute all over the front of your dress 

You squealed in surprise as you backed down, tripping over with a small step and falling slowly on your ass. Bitter tears ran down your cheeks as she only smiled cruelly down at you, turning around and leaving you alone

Wanda ran towards you, helping you off the floor. You thanked that everything was carpeted and you didn’t got hurt, but still the scare made your body tremble

“I’m going to fucking ran her over with a bulldozer like a cartoon caracter” she growled, her face red as her hair, you only sniffed in her arms and he hugged you tightly against her small figure. 

Dorothy smiled as she walked away from the store, she took out her cell phone from her designer purse and dialed a number hastily, it rang two times before a thick accent answered her on the other side of the line

“I want to move forward with the plan” he said firmly, “Did you receive the details for the security around the house?”

“I did, yes, even so, I’ve got an invitation for tonight, as a guest of John” 

“Good” she chanted smiling wickedly

“You know you won’t get anything out of this, right?”

“Oh but I will” she answered, “But that's only to my knowledge”

“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you”

“Same” she giggled 

If you thought we've seen the last of Dot you were mistaken muajajaja

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Hickey, secret ending

"Ay Putang Ina! I forgot my notebook back in class!" Letitia found out as she check her bag.

Hajun turn to her who was about to go in limousine with Allen and Anne "Well, I suggest you retrieve it...don't worry we'll wait."

Letitia then rush back inside the college, the sun is already setting so seeing the college empty and in orange hue is kinda...uncany and yet calm for her but also nostalgic as it reminded her old days back in Philippines.

As she got back to Naoakira's class, she nearly let out a shriek when she saw her professor on floor, the lack of light is hard if he had pass out or something...

Before Letitia could approach, she saw a sign of movement in Naoakira body slowly rises up on floor.

'Oh thank God...' Letita is relief but something about this...seems off...and she recalls something just a while ago 'Wait...if his here...then does that means...'

The moment she looked back, she was shock in horror and disbelief but as well a stunning revelations...

She watch as Aeryn slowly sat up, panting and sweating as well blushing...as she is completely naked showing off her red marks that is now reveal to be hickies and her auburn hair covering her breast and clit.

Her facial expression seems to be dazed state.

Letitia is just stunned as she can't believe it...

Her classmate...and her professor...

are having a secret relationship...but most of all...having a intimacy...

She didn’t want to stay longer so she quickly ignore getting her notebook as she ran back…unspoken what she saw to Hajun as he and Allen along Anne notice her shock expression…

“Heide? You okay?”

“…Now I know where she got those marks…”

@moonartemisia -Letitia