#plus size lettie???

[abbatoirablaze]

Can you pls do a letty x plus sized female reader smutty one shot?

sorry it took me a second. I've had a busy week. Did a smidgen of a drabble for ya though.

My Girl-Letty X Plus Size Reader

Enjoy <3

[rumielle1]

Letty Whiterock

[lichdolly]

A try-on coord I did for Cameo Window from a couple days ago! 🗼🍫 I ran a few errands and stopped to get bubble tea. 
I saw a chubby little girl who told me she loved my fashion style. I think all little girls should feel like princesses no matter what and I hope she knows that she made my day. 💕

[samwilsonsbabymama]

Attitude Adjustment

Pairing: Coco Cruz x Plus Size Black!Reader

Summary: Y/n continues to give Coco attitude even though he’s given her multiple warnings

Warning: spanking as punishment (not the fun kind), a few swears

Word Count: 1,000 ish 

A/N: @nxxstybrat​ requested this a few weeks ago and like... i’ve had it written, i just didn’t feel like it was ready to be posted until now lol Hope you like it!

Prompt/Request: Coco getting our asses together (doesn’t necessarily mean smut) more like we’ve had an attitude all day and he’s finally had enough lol with the care to match. 🥺

✨I don’t give anyone permission to copy/translate/repost/rewrite my work. Minors, DNI at all. ✨

Your first mistake was not giving Coco a kiss when you first woke up.

You rolled out of bed and stomped into the bathroom. The slam of the door caused Coco to jolt out of his sleep. He reached out to pull you close and frowned when his hand met the warm sheets.

He heard you slamming things around in the bathroom and he rubbed his face before he got out of bed. 

Coco made his way to the bathroom as well and frowned when he found the door locked.

You grumbled on the other side of the door when he knocked, but you refused to open it for him. 

Coco rolled his eyes and knocked again and you finally opened the door for him.

He asked what was wrong

headed to the kitchen to fix something to eat.

When you finally emerged from the bathroom, Coco had just finished cooking and Letty had already started eating.

Coco moved closer to you to place a kiss on your forehead before handing you a plate.

You sat down to eat without saying ‘thank you’ and Coco quirked an eyebrow but said nothing.

Letty filled you both in on her plans for the day, but you remained quiet.

Coco asked 

When breakfast was over, Coco pulled you back into the bedroom.

“Lose the attitude, y/n,”he stated, but you only rolled your eyes and kissed your teeth.

“Or what, Coco?” you asked and you put your hand on your hip. “You ain’t gon do shit.” you said before you stormed out of the room and back into the bathroom.

Coco watched your retreating form with a confused look on his face before he snatched his keys up and made his way to the scrapyard.

When lunchtime rolled around, Coco realized that he’d forgotten to grab something to eat, so he pulled out his phone and called you.

“What?” you answered when you saw his name.

“Didn’t I tell you to lose the attitude?” the attitude in his voice matched yours and you rolled your eyes.

“What do you want, Coco?” you said in a sickly sweet voice.

He ignored your sarcastic attitude and asked you to bring him something to eat.

You grumbled about always having to stop what you're doing for him and that he should have remembered to bring his lunch.

Coco listened quietly while you ranted. He inhaled his cigarette and exhaled loudly into the phone.

You continued ranting, not picking up on his cues. You ended the call by saying that you’d bring him his ‘fucking lunch’ before you hung up the phone.

When you drove up to the scrapyard Coco was smoking a cigarette waiting for you.

You hopped out of the car and marched over to him. When you reached him, you shoved his food towards him and frowned when he didn’t take it.

“Get back in the car,” he said.

You frowned, “What?”

“Get back in the fucking car,” his voice was low and it sent shivers down your spine.

You took a step back before turning and making your way to the passengers seat. After you had buckled yourself in you began to bounce your knee as you waited for Coco.

You thought about your attitude and how you’d been snippy towards him. You wished that you could take it back, but it was too late.

After a while, Coco made his way into your car. You opened your mouth to apologize, but one look from him had you snapping your lips together.

The ride back home was silent and you knew he was cooking something up to help you fix your attitude.

Once inside the house, you headed straight to the bedroom without any direction from Coco. You knew you were in for it, but you brought this on yourself. You wondered if you could joke your way out of it like you’d previously been able to do.

Coco walked in with his work shirt half buttoned. He walked up to you and caressed your cheek before placing his forehead on yours. He was calm, and that shot a thrill through you. You knew what was coming and you knew you deserved it.

“You need an attitude adjustment, hermosa,” he mumbled before he kissed your cheek.

“Or not,” you said with a smile. Coco could never resist your smiles. It had gotten you out of many situations before, but from the look on his face it wasn’t going to work this time. 

You pouted, “Coco, I’m sorry-”

He cut you off with a sharp look before he took a seat on the edge of the bed and waited for you to approach him.

You stood in front of Coco and watched as he unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down before pulling you across his lap. 

“I warned you, yn,” he said as he caressed your bottom. “Told you to drop the attitude, but you chose to push my buttons; said I wasn’t gonna do shit.”

You sniffled at what was to come, but you’d brought this on yourself.

You winced when Coco’s palm connected with your bare bottom. Each strike brought fresh tears to your eyes, but Coco’s words hurt more.

He reminded you about how you didn’t kiss him good morning, how you didn’t say ‘thank you’ when he made you breakfast, and how you ranted about bringing him food for lunch.

When he called out your behavior you realized just how much your attitude had affected him.

You cried and cried even after he stopped and pulled you into his arms. Once your cries had calmed, you threaded your fingers in his hair.

“I’m sorry, Coco,” you apologized. “I didn’t realize how awful I was being towards you.”

“Thank you, mi amor,” Coco mumbled against your temple. 

He rubbed your back for a few more minutes before he walked you to the bathroom to run you a warm bath

When Coco climbed in behind you, you quickly snuggled in close to him as he held you

As you rested against him,you thought about ways you could make it up to him 

You smiled as his hands roamed your body while a plan began to form

[imagineredwood]

Are you accepting HCs? If so, can I get one of reader being Letty’s best friend who is of age, and in love with Coco but like she thinks she doesn’t have a chance because she’s a lil chubby and not like the girls that hand out with the club, but Coco reassures her that he likes her too? 🥺

A/N: I know some of y’all get annoyed about insecure plus size readers in fics but I'm following the request and also, insecure plus size people exist so don’t come for me. Just like you feel not everyone is insecure about their body, not everyone is confident in theirs either. 

You had a crush on Coco for a while

Being Letty’s friend, you had bumped into him often, though you had always known him as her brother 

You were older than her, and adult, and as such had been a mentor to her 

You looked out for her and tried to keep her out of trouble 

Yet you never looked down on her and loved her no matter what 

She was your best friend and that meant you were always attached at the hip

That was how you had gotten to know Coco more and more 

And now that crush had blossomed into complete love and adoration for the man 

Letty knew, as did a few of the guys

But you always played it down

You were bigger than the club girls 

Your body more plush and soft 

You felt that Coco was used to their flat stomachs and toned physiques

Not your body type 

And that fear of rejection was enough for you to keep your feelings hidden 

Not wanting to lose a friend in him while feeling less than at the same time 

It wasn’t until Letty let it slip one day that Coco even knew 

She was mortified, begging him not to say anything 

Unable to stand the thought of losing you because you were upset at her

Coco revealing to her that he liked you too was a shock 

But she quickly stepped into the role of match macher then

Telling him all about you and the things you liked 

Coco listened and logged them, committing them to memory so he could wow you when he finally made a move 

The next weekend he invited you to go out with him for lunch, of course thinking that Letty would be joining you as always 

But finding him sitting alone when you arrived created worry in the pit of your stomach 

And you figured that this would be it 

Someone had told him that you liked him and now he would try his best to let you down gently 

Give you the whole ‘you’re a beautiful girl’ speech that they all did right before they told you that you just weren't their type

And you had half the mind to simply turn around and walk back out but figured you would stay, granted he had enough respect to let you down formally and not over text 

He’s smiling at you as you sit down, his eyes bright 

It fades as you start talking though 

“Hey, listen don’t worry about it. I don’t want this to be weird between us. I know I'm no your type and it’s cool, I’m fine with just staying-” 

“I like you too.”  

There’s a long moment of silence as you stare at him, waiting for him to laugh and say that he was just playing, but it never comes 

All he does is nod, reaffirming what he said, his eyes genuine as they stay on yours 

And once the shock wears off, you’re able to enjoy the date, happy to know that your love isn’t going to go unrequited this time 

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[comebackhereumans]

uncomplicated [part 2]

It could be said that men gossiped worse than women. If that were said, it would be true.

By the time Joey left for the day, everyone in the Santo Padre charter knew what had happened.

Since she otherwise wasn’t affiliated with with the MC, Joey had, unbeknownst to her, underdone an extensive background check when first hired. They had found everything about her, from her education and every place she’d lived, all the way to her grandparents’ immigration to the United States.

Maybe it was a little over the top, but a few of the Mayans had taken it upon themselves to go back through the info. In all the records, the only Matt mentioned was a previous boss from a candy store in Connecticut when Joey was 14. Upon discovering he had been dead for eight years, they ruled him out.

“Check her Facebook, or old Instagram pics, or something,” Gilly told his friends.

“What’s Joey’s first name again?” Coco asked.

“Joelle,” Gilly answered. “How do you not know her first name?”

“Everyone calls her Joey, what do you want from me?”

Angel looked away from his computer. “Did you find any of her socials? One of these people has gotta be on them or on a blocked list.”

“She doesn’t have a Facebook,” Coco told them.

“No way,” Gilly scoffed.

Angel dismissed him. “Nah. I’ve never met a girl that didn’t have social media accounts. Even Letty has Snapchat for fuck sake!”

Gilly hit Coco’s shoulder, signaling he had an idea. “Use her middle name,” he told the man. “A lot of people use their middle names for that shit.”

“Okay, what’s her middle name?” Coco glared at Gilly real quick. “And don’t act like I should know that.”

“Her middle name is . . . Noelia.” Angel laughed. “Joelle Noelia, that’s cute. I’m so teasing her next time I see her.”

“Think about flirting later, ‘mano, we’re working here,” Coco snickered.

“Pff. Even if I was flirting with her I wouldn’t have to think about it,” Angel huffed.

“Yeah, whatever, man,” Gilly chuckled. “She’ll like you better once we get revenge for her.”

“Boy Scout thinks Joey wouldn’t want revenge,” Coco commented. “And she doesn’t have anything. At all.”

“The fuck does EZ know? Nothing! Gimme that,” Angel took the phone from Coco, double checking his searches. “Why doesn’t she have any fucking socials? Where does she share bikini pics from vacations?”

Coco snatched his phone back. “Hey, focus. We’re tryna find that loser that cheated on her.”

“Let’s be real here, none of us really know how to find someone online,” Gilly reasoned. “I say we get Letty to look on the apps, and for now we focus on what we can do for Joey.”

After a moment, Angel and Coco agreed that Gilly’s idea seemed like the most logical thing to do.

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After just hanging out a bit, Coco and Gilly left. Angel decided he would subtly check on Joey.

He had thought about bringing some chocolate, but in the end opted not to. Joey didn’t know that he knew yet, and outside of work, she didn’t really know him well.

Having been alerted to his presence by his loud motorcycle engine, Joey looked out the peephole to see Angel on her doorstep.

She almost opened the door, but didn’t want Angel to think she had been spying on him. So once he knocked, she waited a few seconds before opening the door.

“Hi, Angel, what’s up?” What she really wanted to ask was what he was doing at her house. She knew the Club had her address, but this was the first time anyone had showed up at her house.

“Hey, Joey, can I come in?”

Joey smiled and turned so he could step inside. She actually didn’t want him in her house—she wanted to go back to sleep—but her Italian and Peruvian ancestors would have rolled in their graves if she turned him away.

“Did you need something, Angel?” Was the nicest thing she could think of at the moment as she closed the door and followed him to her small kitchen.

“Oh, no. So how are you, Joey?” Angel asked her with an oblivious smile.

“Uh, fine. Just a little tired I guess.” She paused, taking in Angel she noticed there was something off. “How are you?”

“I’m doing good. So anyway, you coming to the party tonight?” He asked, turning to lean on the counter.

“No, not tonight.” Even when she wasn’t busy, Joey never really enjoyed the Club’s parties. She didn’t want to watch strangers make out, and she didn’t think it wise to drink too much. Had she been back at Josie’s with Matt and her friends she would let loose, but out in California she was out of her element. It’s not that she didn’t trust the guys. They had all proven to be decent and reliable. But when it came to parties, they all wanted to relax from a long week of hard work. Joey’s idea of relaxing just didn’t involve lots of strangers and lots of booze.

“Aw, come on, mama, it’ll be fun,” Angel pressed. “We all know you deserve a fun night.”

The teenager in Joey wanted to giggle at the accidental innuendo. Then the twenty-six year old in Joey told herself that with Angel, it very well could have been an intentional innuendo, just to poke fun.

“I’m sure it will be fun, but I have work tonight,” Joey told the man, moving past him to pull a pitcher of chicha morada from the fridge. “You want some?”

Angel looked from the purple liquid to Joey’s face. “Sure. Uh, what is it?”

“Chicha Morada.”

“What’s that?”

Joey assumed he meant to ask what was in it. “Uhh, like pineapple, cinnamon, you know. I don’t really know how to describe it. My grandpa always had it whenever I went to his house.” She poured some into a ceramic mug and handed it to him.

Angel waited until she was busy getting herself a mug to take a small sip. His eyebrows raised in surprise, and he took a big swallow of the refreshing purple drink.

“Bish is nuts if he’s got you working tonight,” Angel told her.

Joey shook her head. “No, Bishop gave me the next couple days off. I’ve got other work, doing massage therapy. Most people like to come at night when they have the time.”

“Massage therapy?” Angel raised an eyebrow.

The two fell into silence, sipping their drinks from opposite sides of the small counter.

Joey looked down at her socks, just now noticing they were actually a pair she had taken from Matt when she visited him a month ago. When she looked up she met Angel’s thoughtful gaze. After waiting a minute for him to say something, she smiled and tilted her head.

“Only a blind man would be stupid enough to cheat on you,” Angel blurted out.

Joey put her hands over her face. The Mayan realized what he said when he saw her shoulders shaking.

Angel rushed around the counter and stopped next to her, not sure of how to comfort her. He gingerly placed a hand on her shoulder.

When she moved her hands, he saw that Joey was actually laughing. Not crying like he had thought.

“What’s so funny?” Angel asked, taking a step back for a better look at her face.

“I guess it’s not actually funny but,” Joey let out a giggle, “he is blind. Literally. I’m not joking.”

The two met each other’s gaze, then started laughing. It really was ridiculous.

The laughter faded, but smiles lingered.

Joey looked up at Angel and squeezed his forearm. “Thank you, Angel, for checking on me.”

Starting to get shy, Angel shrugged a shoulder. “Eh, it’s not a big thing.”

Joey knew he was trying to downplay his sweetness, but she let it slide. Just this once.

“So I’ll be seeing you next week?” Angel asked as she walked him to the door.

Joey nodded. “Yes, and Angel?” Angel turned to look at her. “Please don’t look through my phone again.”

Angel put his hands up. “Won’t happen again,” he laughed.

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@one-shot-plus-size​ @dumbleo​ @trhett21​ 

[imanerdychubbyqueen]

One Night Stand  Sad Eyes x Black/Hispanic  Plus Size Reader!!

warnings: Smut 18+, choking, Angst. 

Please let me know what y’all think, I want to thank @multiyfandomgirl40​ and @lady-pswrld​ for their help, it means a lot. 

P.S. All my Ocs will be Black/Hispanic Plus Size, Because Plus Size Woman deserve love too!!. Here we go!!

There's some grammar mistakes, Beware!!!!

GIF Creator: @merakiaes​

 Ashanti was sitting on the toilet, staring at the pregnancy test she took just 5 minutes ago, she was glad her parents Dwayne and Stacy and her little brother  Jamal, weren’t home because if they were, they wouldn't have liked  the results that the pregnancy test showed. Standing up and putting the test on the piece of toilet paper she ripped from the toilet paper earlier, she washed her hands, grabbing the test and heading to her room. Closing her bedroom door, Ashanti places the test in her safety deposit box, before laying on the bed, as Ashanti turns over, cuddling with her pillow, wiping her tears away, she starts to think about that one night. 

Ashanti was on her bed watching The Vampire Diaries, as a celebration for herself, she recently graduated college with her Bachelors Degree in Software Engineering, a month ago and two days ago she got hired to work for Google at home, and since it was peaceful at home, she decided to order pizza and binge watch the diaries, but was interrupted by a call from her best friend of 15 years, Monica Guzman. 

“Hello.” Ashanti says, after chewing the piece of pizza that was in her both.“Whats up Bitchh” Mariana  yells over the phone. “Nothing just chilling.” Ashanti pausing her show. “Well chilling time is over cause we are about to go to Oscars party.” Mariana picking her outfit, after looking thru her closet she decides on a pair of Levis 501 pants with a white crop top with  one of her boyfriend, Jokers Black and white flannels with air force ones and a gold chain, that Joker brought her for their 5 year anniversary. “Mari, really I don't like partying.��� Ashanti silently  groans, moving from a lying position to a sitting up position. “SIS we just graduated college and we were both hired from  our dream jobs, if that isn't something to party about then i don't know what is.” Mariana  fixing her hair after getting dressed. “Mari I don't know.” Ashanti looking at her nails. “Sad Eyes is going to be there.” Monica convinces Ashanti. “So??, hie is dating Andrea Ramos' ' Ashanti mocking Andreas' voice. “ Not anymore, I don't think, Just pleasee comeee pretty please. '' Mariana begs. “Fineee.” Ashanti gives in. “Great, so Joker is picking me and my brother up first, so ill say about 30 minutes we should be at your place and also, wear something sexy!!” Mariana putting her on speaker. “I don't have anything Sexy!” Ashanti getting up from her bed and walking towards her closet. “Yes you do, you have the 2 piece yellow set, the one with a crop top and matching short skirt and wear you're black vans.” Mariana  instructs Asthanti. “Okay, I found It” Ashanti finds the 2 piece outfit under the chest box in her closet in the Ross shopping bag she hid from her dad. “Alright see you in 30.” Mariana  says. “Bye.” Ashanti replies , before ending the call. Picking up the box from her bed and heading to the kitchen, placing it in the fridge and closing the fridge door, she heads to the front door and the back door making sure they are both locked before heading back to her room and grabbing her black towel and running to the bathroom, locking the bathroom door once As Ashanti got inside, turning on the shower, she hangs up the towel while the shower gets hot before stepping inside shower, washing her body and wetting her hair since she washed it yesterday, she starts to rinse her off when she quickly remembers she needs to shave her legs, grabbing her men razor and her shaving cream she quickly but carefully starts to shave her legs, after spending 15 minutes in the shower, Ashanti turns off the shower, grabbing her towel drying off her body before exiting the shower, stepping on the mat and the towel they use on the floor. Reaching  the sink, She grabs her hair products from the sink cabinets that's located under the sink, and putting them next to the sink before getting up and opening and grabbing some gel spreading to her hair evenly, before checking the final result in the mirror, noticing she missed a few stands, Ashanti grabs a smaller amount than before playing the gel on those strands she miss before smiling at the end result, washing her hands, and putting her hair products away.

 Unlocking the door and jogs to her room, Ashanti quickly hangs up her towel, before walking to her outfit that was laying on her nightstand, grabbing her yellow lacy set, she brought from Torrid she quickly puts it on, then her skirt, crop top and finally her socks before putting her shoes on, Grabbing her lanyard which contain her house key and car key and her new Employee Id for Google, before shutting her tv off and fixing her queen size bed with black comforter set covering it. Taking a small glance around the room making sure everything was shut off and checking the bathroom, she heads outside opening and closing the door before locking it with her key. The minute she turned around Joker's car was already on the sidewalk waiting for her. “Hurryy upp” Mariana  yells, making Ashanti jog towards his car, getting inside once Sad Eyes steps out to let her in. “Thank you Joker for picking me up.” Ashanti yells. ‘You know I got you, you're family.” Joker says. Turning her attention to Sad Eyes, aka Angel Guzman, Mariana’s brother, she thinks about all the times he used to drive her and Mariana to the liquor store to get snacks for their sleepover, and how she would buy him a coke as a thank you, how he would smile at her making her blush like a schoolgirl, Mariana finally found out her best friend has a crush on her brother when Ashanti told her on a dare, of course like every girl who has a brother thinks EWW!! But later Mariana was glad it was her best friend, somebody who knows how to treat someone unlike Andrea Ramos. Ashanti didn't realize they were there until Sad Eyes tapped on her shoulder. “Are you coming Ash or are you going to sit in this car and stare off in the distance?” Sad Eyes chuckles. Seeing Sad Eyes giving both of his hands to help her out of the car made her start to feel like a schoolgirl over again. “They're here!! Freeridge newest College graduates Ashanti Turner and Mariana Guzman!!”Oscar Diaz, aka Spooky shouts out with a beer in the air in his left hand, once they made their appearance on Oscar's lawn. “Congratulations!! Proud of you!!” Oscar kissing both their foreheads before heading back to his Reina of 4 years Letty Mendez. “Gracias.” Both girls shout so he can hear them. Walking behind Joker and Mariana while Sad Eyes is walking beside her, she felt out of place, since some of Andrea's friends here giving her a glare once they saw her walking next to Sad Eyes. Sad Eyes must have felt her discomfort, grabbing her hand and bringing to his lips and giving it a kiss before saying “It will be okay, enjoy the party it's for you anyway, you and Mariana!!”. 2 hours have passed since arriving to the party  and after dancing with Mariana, shaking her ass, letting loose.

Ashanti decides to take a break for herself and grabs a Modelo and heads to the porch in front of Oscars front door, taking a seat and sipping here and there, Ashanti thinks back to the past how far she's overcome, but is interrupted by a voice. “Can I join you?” a voice asks, making Ashanti turning her head and looking up. “Oh sure, if you want?” Ashanti asks, regretting what she just said instantly hitting her forehead with the palm of her left hand. “You're cute” Sad Eyes chuckles, looking at how embarrassed she might have felt right now. “Me??’ Ashanti pointed to herself after looking around to make sure it was her he was talking about. “Yes you” Sad Eyes takes a sip of his beer. “You shouldn't be saying that stuff when you're with someone else .” Ashanti looks at Sad Eyes. “It's complicated.” Sad Eyes looking down at his shoes. “What do you mean complicated?” Ashanti uses air quotes for the word Complicated. “I feel like she's using me, to  buy her clothes and shoes or whatever she wants , and also to show off to other girls that she's with me, that I'm taken.” Sad Eyes looking up at Ashanti. “I'm sorry. “ Ashanti put a piece of strand of her curly hair in front of her face. “Don't be. It's not your fault.” Sad Eyes putting that strand of hair in front of her curly hair behind her ear “Don't hide your beautiful face Mamas.” Making Ashanti giggle. “Can I kiss you Ashanti Marie Turner?” Sad Eyes putting his hand under her chin making her look at him. “I don't think t-that's -” Ashanti stutters. “Please just this once.” Sad Eyes looks at her. Ashanti nods. Getting her confirmation, Sad Eyes craved more the minute his lips landed on hers, taking matters into his own hands he slowly leaned in again for a full blow kiss, after receiving a reaction from her he smirked slightly as his arms wrapped around her waist pulling her closer, Ashanti wraps her arms around his neck,  unhooking one arm from his neck, she places her hand on his right cheek, then her other hand on his left cheek, bringing him so much closer now, as both of these two were to focusing on fighting Dominance in this makeout session on the front porch, that they didn't hear Joker and Mariana coming towards them. “Are you guys  ready to go home??” Joker asks, while waving his arm that wasn't around Mariana's neck, making Sad Eyes and Ashanti pull away from each other quickly. “Did we interrupt Something?” Mariana smirked, as she can tell they were kissing by the way their lips were looking. “No,No” Both Ashanti and Sad Eyes say, shaking their heads. Monica nods her head, knowing they are lying. “You guys ready??” Joker asks one more time. “Yes” Ashanti and Sad Eyes both reply. Getting up from the porch and walking behind Joker and Mariana, Both Sad Eyes and Ashanti can feel the sexual tension rising as both of them walk beside each other. Getting in and sitting behind Sad Eyes Ashanti blushes at their little make out session. Parking next to the sidewalk in front of her house, Ashanti stepped out of Jokers car after giving Mariana her kisses on her cheek before patting Joker on the bed and stepping out once Sad Eyes got up and opened his door and stepping out, once she was finally out of the car, she looks at Sad Eyes and says as Mariana and Joker look at her, “Sad Eyes do you want to come in, my parents are gone and Jamal's at Ruby's for the night. “ fidgeting with her fingers, once she hears a car door open she looks up, seeing Sad Eyes standing in front of her and says” Yes!!” Sad Eyes chuckles, making Ashanti laugh, walking along the sidewalk towards her front door, they hear Joker scream “Use protection.” Making Mariana hit  him on his shoulder before pulling away and driving down the road, Reaching her door, Ashanti walks in front of Sad Eyes, enters her home, and turns around and watches Sad Eyes close the door and locks it before leading him to her bedroom, to watch a movie on Netflix.

Picking The Lodge as the movie they would watch , after she changes to her pink pajamas set, with a soft comfy tank top and a soft and comfy pair of shorts, Ashanti pulls back her covers and slips in and wait for Sad Eyes whos in the bathroom, to start the movie. Hearing the bathroom door open Ashanti pulls back the covers over her so she is mostly covered, and watches as Sad Eyes enters her room and closes and locks her bedroom door, before slipping in her bed next to her. “What are we watching?” Sad Eyes asks , looking at her tv with one of his arms behind his head, and the other one laying across her stomach. “It's called the Lodge, about a woman who babysits her boyfriend's kids while he has to go on a business trip I think.” Ashanti squinting one eye, trying to remember what it said for the movie description. Sad Eyes nods his head, taking in what Ashanti just said, before pressing play. Half an hour in the movie, Ashanti was laying down, with the covers covering her face, just to be prepared for the jump scares. Ashanti jumps as the scary scene pops up on scene, making her yelp and Sad Eyes chuckling, touching Ashanti thigh rubbing back and forth as sign that she's okay, feeling his hand move back and forth on her thigh, Ashanti starts to felt tingling down in her pussy , Ashanti was a virgin, but tonight she wouldn't be anymore. As Sad Eyes turned his attention away from the movie, looking at Ashanti as she was looking back at him, they both could feel the sexual tension, but before anything happened Sad Eyes said “One night, that's all i can offer you Ashanti.” Ashanti nods understanding this is a one-time thing. Sad Eyes turned to the body, laying on his side facing her, looking at her, putting his hand under Ashanti's chin, making her look up at him, leaning in Sad Eyes kisses her lips softly, Ashanti puts her hands behind his neck, Rubbing the back of his head up and down. Sad Eyes, moves from her lips to her neck, kissing it roughly, before sucking it, creating a hickey. Ashanti moans, tilting her head back at the movement, giving him more access's, which he granted. Removing her hands from his neck, moving them down his shirt until she reached the bottom of it, she pulls it up, signaling him to take it off, Sad Eyes stops sucking her neck, getting up from her, sitting up on his knees pulling the shirt over his head, throwing it across her room once it was fully off, before going back down sucking on her neck, kissing up from her neck down to her pussy, stopping it, once he reaches her skirt.Pulling her crop top up and exposing her yellow lacey bra, pulling the bra down freeing her breasts out, squeezing them, rubbing her nipples, pulling them as Sad Eyes places kisses from her neck to below her belly button before stopping in front of her skirt, making her tilt her head back, lifting her stomach. Looking up at Ashanti, Sad Eyes asks for permission to remove her shorts, threw his eyes putting his hands on her waist, once Ashanti gave him a nod as a yes, he wastes no time then pulling each side of the shorts down, until they reach her ankles, yanking them off of her, he throws it across the room. Looking back at Ashanti, Sad Eyes Pulls her legs apart from each other, before kissing her from ankles on both legs  to the inside of her thighs on both legs.pulling her underwear to the side, Sad Eyes looks at her one more time, sending her his sexiest smirk, before sticking his long tongue inside her pussy, diving in, putting his arms underneath, her thighs earning a squeal from Ashanti, pulling her closer to him, giving his tongue more access to her black/ pink pussy. Ashanti felt wave of pleasure hitting her, once Sad Eyes stuck his tongue inside of her. ”F-Fuck Angel” Ashanti moans, traveling her hands to her breast before squeezing them, playing with her nipples with her middle finger.”You like that mamas” Sad Eyes words sending a vibration through her body. ”Fuckkk you taste so good, You taste like strawberries my favorite.” He says, adding a finger while he licks her pussy. “A-Angel I’m about to cum!!” Ashanti moans, lifting her stomach up. ”Yeah, you gonna cum for papi, Fuck the more I taste you the harder I get” Sad Eyes feeling his boner growing each lick he licks.“Yeah??!! I want to feel you in my mouth!!, I want to taste you papi” Ashanti tilting her head back. "You will mamas, But first you gotta cum for papi, can you cum for papi??!!” Sad Eyes sticking his long thick fingers in her pussy moving in and out at a rapid pace. `Yes, Yes I can” Ashanti feeling her release coming. Ashanti's body starts to shake, as Sad Eyes sticks his tongue on her, slurping all of her juices in his mouth. Ashanti tries to calm down her breathing after feeling her first release, Sad Eyes looks over at her laughing a little bit. “How do you feel??” Sad Eyes, asks standing up, moving to her side of the bed. “Amazing but it’s your turn now” Ashanti gets on her knees, crawling towards Sad Eyes on the bed, reaching him Ashanti wraps her small , yellow manicured nails around his long thick cock, before looking up at him through her eyes lashes.``Your soo big” Ashanti looks down at his cock, moving her hand up and down, making Sad Eyes groan. “Stop teasing Ash, put it in your mouth baby, stop being a tease, show papi how deep you can swallow my cock!!” Sad Eyes looks down at her. Without a warning, Ashanti places his cock in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat moving her head up and down slowly at first before speeding up. Sad Eyes brings a hand to her hair, grabbing a fistful before moving her head faster and faster. “F-Fuck look at the good girl, how she can suck a cock just like a porn star!! I bet you mom and dad don’t know how much of a freak their daughter is huh??” Sad Eyes leaning his head back.Ashanti moans, sending vibrations to Sad Eyes body, looking down at her, he can see tears coming out of her eyes, making him almost releasing. F-Fuck baby, Your gonna make me release in your mouth.” “Do it” Ashanti mumbles, pulling Sad Eyes closer to her, grabbing the back of his thighs, pushing them forward towards her. “No, I want to feel how much of a freak you can be!” Sad Eyes, pulling his cock out of her mouth, Ashanti felt some spit drip down from her mouth to the floor. Sad Eyes picks her up, throwing her on her stomach, Ashanti already knows this position she saw it so many times on Pornhub, arching her body, waiting for him. Sad Eyes taking in the view, slowly hands his hands down from  her back to her ass, Smacking each ass cheeks until each ass cheeks is turning red before leaning forward, his top carefully lays on top of her off, whispering in her ear. “You are not allowed to cum until I do??!! Understand!! IF YOU DO, papi will destroy that tight little pussy of yours so rough, that you won’t be able to leave your bed for weeks.” Sad Eyes commands, kissing her cheek before grabbing her waist pulling her closer to him. Sad Eyes wasted no time and slammed into her, Ashanti moans the feeling of him going in and out making her throw her head back, grabbing a fistful of her hair, pounding into her fast and rough, Sad Eyes groans, feeling her clench around his cock like a little pornstar would, ”F-Fuck Ashanti who knew the little good girl had some bomb ass pussy.” Sad Eyes chuckles. ”Yess papi!!” Ashanti biting her lip, trying to hide her moan. ”Don't be shy, Let those moans out baby, let you're neighbors know who's fucking you so good!!” Sad Eyes wrapping his other hand around her neck, choking a little bit. ”F-Fuck Angel, I'm about to cumm” Ashanti whimpers. ”Dammm you love to be choked too, dammn you're a freak for sure!!, HOLD THAT SHIT UNDERSTAND!!” Sad Eyes grunts, feeling his release approaching. ”I-I-I can't hold it any longer” Ashanti cries in pleasure. ”FUCKK HERE IT COMES BABY!!” Sad Eyes, growls, spilling all his cum inside of her, painting her walls white ” Cum for papi.”Hearing Sad Eyes, giving her permission, Ashanti waiting no time cumming so hard she and his cum mixed together inside of her and on his cock. Pulling out of Ashanti, Sad Eyes watches as Her body lay flat, while she was still gripping the sheets, chuckling at the sight, before heading to the bathroom and grabbing a washcloth from her bathroom and wetting two towels from the sink and wiping himself before heading back to Ashanti wiping her down with the we towel before placing her under the covers, closing her bedroom door he heads back to the bed, laying next to her, he watches her turn over and look at him. ”What??!!” Sad Eyes laughs. ”Thank you for being my first.” Ashanti says, caressing his cheek. ”Wait you're joking right.” Sad Eyes gasps. ”No I'm not.” Ashanti shaking her head. Sad Eyes gets up and checks the covers, not seeing any blood, he pushes the blankets back, seeing a big red spot on the mattress. ”Fuck, why didn't you tell me??!!, I wouldn't have been so rough on you.” Sad Eyes exclaims. ”I knew if I did you wouldn't have done it, besides I wanted it rough. ” Ashanti taking the blankets off the bed. ”But the way you suck my cock and the stuff you did, people who aren't virgins Don't really do what you did.” putting his hands on his waist. ”There's porn websites like Pornhub, redtube.” Ashanti placed the old blankets in the hamper in her room, grabbing new sheets from her closet. ”Fuck, I don't know what to say” Sad Eyes helping her make the bed. ”Don't say anything, Don't beat yourself up, I love the way you fucked me, even if it's one night.” Ashanti placed a kiss on his cheek stepping on her tiptoes. ”Is it bad that I want another round but this time in you're shower?” Sad Eyes looks down at her. ”No, Because I was thinking the same thing.” Ashanti giggling. ”Well in that case.” picking her up, opening her bedroom door, walking her to the shower closing the door behind them, after making her bed. After they finished around 2, they finished round 3 in the kitchen, Sad Eyes fucking her over the sink. As the night processed, neither one of them didn't realize the risk of not using the protection. 

*Next Morning* 

Ashanti woke up, to her front door being opened, and closing, hearing her parents, brother's voice, she starts to panic thinking that Sad Eyes was still here, turning over and seeing the side he slept on empty, she calmed down, but she knew it was just for one night but she still felt a little upset that he did leave, even though she agreed to it. 

*ending* 

Ashanti knew how much fun it would be , inviting him in her home, but what she didn't know was how much drama would enter her life by having one night of fun. 

Ashanti looks at her phone, staring at the number she just typed in, debating on calling the person, Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly, opening her eyes. She clicks on the phone icon before putting the phone to her ear, waiting for the other person to answer, after the phone rang for a second time someone picks it up. ”Hello?” The person on the other side of the phone call asks. 

”Hey it's me, can we meet up and talk, it's really important ” Ashanti tried not to sound upset. . ”Yeah, I'll come over tomorrow at 2 is that okay.” the other voice answers. ” See you then.” Ashanti replies before hanging up the phone, placing her phone by her side, looking at her fingers, letting the tears fall down her beautiful brown face. 

@thewarriorprincessxo​ @firebenderwolf​ @sincerelyasomebody​ @imaginetrahs​

[dreaduquesne]

I understand that taking a book and adapting it is going to have its struggles and black filmmakers and creators have more pressure put on them to be great because there’s so few in Hollywood & they are expected to represent the entire community but Chile Lovecraft country had so much potential but they acted like they wanted to many woke brownie points that they left so little room for plots. Atticus didn’t have to die. Now Lettie is left to raise the child on her own without her sister too 😐

black filmmakers and creators definitely have this standard all of them are expected to live up to, especially when it comes to a black audience so i agree with that wholeheartedly and that's why when it came to certain issues i had pre episode 10, i was pretty lenient with them. i genuinely loved the show and loved learning about certain things i wasn't too educated on but at the same time, some shit just didn't sit right with me.

the plot was so damn scattered and too much time was spent on things that didn't need it to rhe point where they had to jam pack the final episode with shit that didn't make sense when you truly sit and think about it. they unintentionally made the plus size dark skin black woman the villain of the show and then doubled down on that through their tweets and comments they made about her on the podcast which sadly makes me think it was intentional. they killed tic when it didn't even have to happen but they wanted to be so unpredictable they ended up being predictable af. they had a child murder someone to show a loss of innocence as if her innocence wasn't already lost when every adult who said they loved her continued to neglect her. i went into this show with the low expectation of being entertained and in the end, i wasn't.

[justahopelessssromantic]

Runaways- A Mayans MC Fanfic

Runaways Masterlist

Part 21

A/N: I finally did it and uploaded the day I wanted to! Man I don’t know about all y’all but all my days are so mixed up I hardly even know what day it is. Saturday really snuck up on me but I still got the next part finished 💕 As always thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy 😊

*gif not mine*

Warnings: Some angst but mostly fluff

EZ and Angel took turns keeping watch, one outside and one in the living room. Eventually a plan would need to be made but right now it was hard to even think straight. Having everyone around at least eased some of my anxieties and I’m sure everyone else’s as well.

The words from the note echoed in my head: ‘I can’t wait to see you again.’ I could hear his voice speaking to me clear as day as if he was whispering into my ear piercing straight through me. The chill that followed would not fully shake from within me but I tried my best to ignore it. I could certainly wait to see him again.

Laying on my back on the decent size queen bed that occupied my bedroom I was wedged between David and Nicky making the space feel much smaller but I didn’t mind at the moment. We hadn’t shared a bed since we were little and it brought back the nostalgia of childhood days gone by, days when we didn’t have a single worry. Days when we were just free and innocent. I hoped so desperately that my child would have that comfort, that she would always feel safe and protected. And I wanted her to know how loved she was.

Hopefully one day we would look back on this time of our lives as if it was only just a bad dream.

We laid together in the dark staring up at the popcorn ceiling above us. With a hand in each of mine we were connected in unity. It was a way for us to be there for the other even in complete silence. All our thoughts and emotions were heavy, none of us felt like talking a whole lot right now.

However I needed to break the silence, to get the last secret I was keeping from the, out and in the open before it was too late. The weight of it felt just as heavy as the past events and I felt like it might come crashing down on me, crumbling like everything else in our lives had. I wanted the moment I told them to be perfect and special but there was no time like the present I supposed. Our lives were messy and complicated and very dangerous. If I didn’t tell them now then I may never get the chance to.

“I have to tell you something,” I spoke out into the silence. I was perhaps more nervous to tell them than anyone else. I wasn’t certain how their reactions would be. It could really go any way.

David squeezed my hand tighter in encouragement as if he could feel my nervousness, “We’re listening.”

I took a deep breath exhaling slowly. Compared to everything else this should be something minor but still they were the two most terrifying words to me in this moment. “I’m pregnant.”

There was a long pause where no one uttered a single word. The moment felt like it dragged on forever doing nothing to dissipate my worries. I wondered what must be running through their minds. Were they angry or disappointed in me? Excited or happy? It was incredibly hard and frustrating to try to read someone’s emotions in the dark especially when they wouldn’t say anything. Plus I was too afraid to look either of them in the eye.

“Please say something, anything.” I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to hear them say something even if it wasn’t what I was wanting. I would take anything at this point.

“I’m gonna be an uncle?” Nicky spoke up first. I could hear the smile playing at the corner of his lips.

“Yes,” I smiled, relieved. Taking his hand I placed onto my still relatively flat stomach to emphasize my news.

“Wow,” I Nicky whispered out, his large hand warm against my shirt. I tilted my head to look at David. His face was still looking up and I could just barely make out the profile of his face as my eyes adjusted. He appeared contemplative from what I could make out.

“David?” I asked, pulling his attention to me.

He snapped out of whatever had been holding his mind captive. Turning his head to look at me he smiled and the sight alone was enough to make me feel lighter instantly. The heaviness of the day melted away and there was a pure moment of joy between us, a moment we so desperately needed.

“That’s amazing Willow,” he said, squeezing my hand even tighter, “You are going to be an amazing mother.”

“You really think so?” One of my greatest fears in this new chapter was that I wouldn’t make a good mother. I never really had one myself to look up to and she wasn’t here now to help me through everything during the pregnancy or after. I was completely on my own.

“Of course you fucking will be.” Nicky said matter of factly. Turning on his side and propping his head up under his hand he looked at me grinning.

“What do you think you’ve been doing most of your life?” David asked, adding on to Nicky’s statement. “You’ve not only been a mother to Nicky as he’s grown but you’ve been a mother to me as well Willow even though you’re younger than me." He added chuckling lightly. "You are the most nurturing and caring person we know. Your kid is really lucky to have you.” He reassured me a grin plastered across his face as well.

“And EZ’s a good guy. He clearly loves you and you him. The two of you are going to be great at it” Nicky added.

I smiled wider, my eyes filling with tears from all the love. Fucking hormones I thought as I wiped at my cheeks where the liquid spilled out.

I wasn’t truly alone in this and I had to remind myself that. Despite not having our parents I still had my two wonderful brothers, I still had EZ and his family, the club, Letty, so many wonderful people who had become part of this new big family of mine. I wasn’t alone, we weren’t alone.

“Do you know if it’s a boy or girl?” Nicky asked excitedly, distracting me from my rush of emotions, "I bet it's a boy. How much do you wanna bet David?"

I rolled my eyes. Of course Nicky would already be making bets on something like that. It was a welcome distraction however so I just rolled with it. I already knew what EZ thought and if I was betting I’d lay it all on his. Somehow I agreed with him. Deep down I felt as if she was a girl no matter how crazy that might sound to others. It was just a feeling. Or maybe EZ is just very persuasive and got into my head.

"Nah,” David shook his head, “I think it’s a girl.” Separating his hand from mine he took his turn in feeling my belly, “How far along are you? You still feel pretty flat.”

I laughed at that, “Thanks David. I’ll take that as a compliment.” I placed my hand over theirs, “I’d be about ten weeks now.”

“When did you find out?” Nicky asked.

“Just about a week ago. We wanted to tell you all together but shit with everything that’s happening I didn’t want to wait another second.” They didn’t have to know they were the last ones to find out, at least not right now. Letty would for sure brag to Nicky how she knew before him but that was fine with me. There was no need to worry about it now, it wasn’t important.

“So that’s why you’ve been so sick and crabby as shit recently.” Nicky teased earning a smack on his arm.

“Ouch!” He complained as David laughed at him knowing he deserved it for being an ass.

“Why don’t you two get back to your betting,” I suggested, “that’s enough questions for now.”

"Fine,” Nicky agreed, “As long as you promise not to hit me again.”

“As long as you are nice I won’t,” I teased sticking my tongue out at him. We were three grown ass adults but I think the children in us would always be present when we were together.

“Deal,” He agreed, kissing me on the cheek, “Sorry for being an ass.”

“Gross,” I complained playfully, wiping my cheek as if it was the worst thing ever.

“Alright back to this bet” David cut in “How much are you thinking ? Twenty? Fifty?" He turned over on his side as well now so he could face Nicky and negotiate over me.

"Why don't we make it real interesting." Nicky suggested. I was a little worried to know just what my younger brother had up his sleeves.

"I'm listening.” David replied leaning in closer. Now I just felt like I was in the way and was ready to get the fuck out of here before the terms got started.

Sitting up I patted them both on the sides, "Well while you guys are discussing terms I'm going to go check on EZ." Scooting to the edge of the bed David caught my wrist gently turning my attention to them.

"We love you, Willow." He said serisouly.

I looked between my two brothers. Giving them a half smile I replied softly with an "I love you too."

Making my way completely off the bed I listened as they continued their discussion behind me and slipped out the door closing it tightly behind me. Padding down the hallway the aroma of coffee filled my senses warming my soul. Oh how I’ve missed my dear friend coffee.

Smiling to myself I watched as EZ stood in the kitchen in front of the coffee pot. The sputtering from the machine was booth alarming and comforting. The old thing would surely die out soon but for now as long as it produced what I wanted I was just fine with using it until that day came and we would be forced to buy a new one.

Wrapping my arms around his torso he flinched slightly before easing into my embrace. My face rested against his back as I felt the rise and fall of his breathing, a steady and rhythmic pace.

“You really need to get a new machine,” EZ stated, listening to the horrendous sounds, “I’ll buy you a new one.”

“Maybe someday,” I hummed into his back, “but it works just fine right now. There’s no need to be wasting money on that.”

EZ’s chuckle vibrated through his bake shaking my head gently, “I’m not sure I’d call this working just fine.” He ran his thumb across the back of my hand before twisting around and placing one large hand on my hip. With the other he brushed the hair out of my face and behind my ear smiling when he could see my face better. "How are you doing, mi amor?"

I looked into his calming brown eyes instantly feeling at ease in his presence, "I'm doing better."

"And how's mi princesa?" His hand traveled from my hip slipping under my shirt to rest firmly against the middle of my stomach. He ran his thumb back and forth across my skin, his touch warm and loving.

"She's behaving herself for the most part," I said looking down at his hand picturing the child beneath it.

"I should have known.” He said out of nowhere looking down at his hand as well.

I looked up at him resting my hand against his face and pulling his attention to me, "Don't do that. There is no way you could have known."

"I knew I didn't like him. He gave off this bad feeling but I just never thought he could be a real threat." He said leaning into my palm, “At worst I just thought he could be some guy trying to steal my girl away.” He chuckled bitterly to himself, “I guess in a way I was right.”

"You didn't even know about him and I should have told you sooner," I rubbed my thumb back and forth against his cheek, "I'm sorry about that. You deserved to know everything a long time ago."

He shook his head grabbing my hand in his and giving it a kiss, "Doesn't matter. No more worrying about what should have happened or what was supposed to be, remember?"

I nodded glancing down at the floor before back up to those soft brown eyes of his.

"All that matters is here and now. We are going to figure this out together," leaning down he planted a kiss on my forehead before resting his against mine, "And if I ever get the chance I will kill him.”

He meant every word, I knew that. If it really came down to it EZ would kill him without a moment of hesitation, but this was my family's enemy, my family’s mess to clean up. If anyone was to kill him I strongly believed it should be one of us. I would love to do it myself but out of the three of us it should be Nicky. At the same time however I didn’t know if he could handle that.

The sputtering of the coffee machine finally ended after a particularly guttural sound came out as the last drops sprayed into the pot. EZ pulled away from me grabbing another mug from the cupboard motioning to me with it, "You want some?"

"What kind of a question even is that?" I teased,” I would love that, yes.”

Chuckling he poured some of the hot liquid into my mug before opening the fridge and topping it off with my favorite creamer. I crossed my fingers hoping our little princess would let me enjoy this one cup of coffee without tearing my stomach up. As of right now the scent wasn’t repulsive so I took that as a good sign.

Mugs in hand we made our way back into the living room settling down into the sofa. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder EZ pulled me close. I snuggled into him inhaling the scent of his leather.

"I never got the chance to ask," he murmured over his mug before taking a sip of the nearly black liquid in his mug, "How'd it go with Galindo?"

"Good," I replied simply, "I don't think he suspects anything. It seemed to be just a normal mundane lesson, no sinister intentions."

"You can't be too careful with Miguel. Remember that Willow." EZ warned. I didn’t think the two would ever be on good terms and ever though I liked Miguel, I even seemed to hit it off with him, I trusted EZ more.

"I will, I promise." Raising my mug I took a small sip savoring the sweetness on my tongue. Thinking back on my day before everything went to hell I remember those words of warning that Marcus Alvarez had given me to tell EZ. "There was one thing though." I said turning slightly so I could look at him. I pulled my legs up onto the couch with me as I resituated myself, "It was something that Alvarez said to me. A message for me to give you, really more like a warning."

EZ set his mug down on the coffee table in front of us before returning his attention back to me. His brows furrowed, "What did he say?"

"He said to tell you to be careful," I said looking in his eyes for any indication that he knew something more about this specifically coming from the man who started it all for the club "Do you think he knows something?"

"I don't know," he admitted, "He did question me about my involvement with Emily and the agro-park project but I didn’t tell him anything. He’s smart though. He didn’t get to the top for nothing.”

“We need to be careful, there are so many secrets to keep tight.” I took his hand in mine, “One slip up and we all go down.” I said rather somberly. How anyone could keep just half the secrets we had was beyond me. They all almost consumed me causing me to snap and I couldn’t slip up like that again. There was too much at stake. At least now I had EZ to help carry to load. As long as we kept our no secrets rule between us and hopefully wouldn’t add anymore I had a little hope that we could handle ourselves, more importantly that I could handle it all.

“We will be,” he assured me cupping my face in his hand, “I’m not going to let anything happen to either of you. Our family, all of our family is going to make it out of this whole,” he looked into my eyes, his gaze serious, “I promise.”

Tagging: @themeanestlittlewitch

[lovebishoplosamiguelgalindos]

Only Friends : Part One. Nestor Oceteva and reader :

Sunday was your day off and also Nestors. Miguel’s wife had wanted it for family time and he surprisingly gave in to the request . So here you were waiting for him to show for your weekly dinner . You had dressed casually in a yellow scoop neck top with some blue polka dots around the neckline and jeans with a little rip above the knees . You had just gotten a table when he walked in. He had dark wash jeans on and a pewter gray button down shirt on open at the collar to reveal his cross necklace and his angel wings charm for his mother. He walked over and sat down across from you . “ Well don’t you look like sunshine chula.” You smiled. “ Thank you Nestor .” Then the waitress came and took your drink orders first . “ It feels like forever since we’ve done this and it’s only been two weeks.” He said. “ Well with your hours and then this virus going around that made the club need me more , that happened. He touched your hand on the table . “ If I wanted to be more than friends would you want me ?” You looked at him for a moment and then spoke. “ I have been waiting for you to ask me that for a long time. But you can’t get jealous if I am friends with the guys at the club.” He shrugged . “ Fair enough .” Then you ordered your dinner. Nestor slipped a silver ring off of one of his fingers and slid it on to one of yours . “ That might be a little loose but we can have it sized for your hand.” You looked at him. “ It fits fine and you know how I feel about rings.” You both started to eat your steaks slowly when footsteps sounded behind you . Johnny and his daughter Leticia and Angel Reyes walked in and sat down a few tables away. “ Well even bikers like steaks.”, Nestor said . You looked at him. “ Don’t be like that .” “ When you get to know them they are decent people.” He took a forkful of his baked potato and nodded. You swallowed some of your water and ate more of your food. For a while it was just the two of you eating and having light conversation. Then after a little while Coco walked over. “ Sonya , I didn’t know you knew about this place . Best steaks in Santo Padre.” “ Yes they are Coco, Nestor comes here more often than I do but I am partial to their chocolate flourless cake myself.” You smiled, “ Nestor Oceteva , this is Johnny Cruz.” The two men shook hands and Coco saw a ring on your finger that hadn’t been there before and his eyes changed for a moment. “ You‘ve been at the club with Galindo before to see our president.” Nestor nodded. “ That’s right , Miguel knows he is Marcus’s cousin.” “ Yes he and El Padrino are pretty tight .” “ Anyway I’ll let you two enjoy your evening and since Angel has a sweet tooth maybe we’ll try that cake to go.” “ All right I’ll see you at the club next week.” Nestor watched him walk away and back to his table . “ You know Miguel’s housekeeper is getting older and she’s not sure she can keep working full time.” “ Really, wouldn’t that be a conflict of interest to have your girl under the same roof all the time , plus a distraction?” “ They pay me well at the club for what I do and I make good tips as well.” You touched his hand. “ I know you want better for me and I appreciate it but right now I’m happy where I am. The men like a woman’s touch around the clubhouse and plus I am also training Lettie .” After a while you finished your meal and then walked out with Nestors hand touching your lower back. “ Do you want to come to my place and watch a movie or something on Netflix tonight ?”, you asked. Nestor kissed your cheek . “ I wish I could but I have an early trip to thr border tomorrow so I am going to have to call it a night.” You reached up and gently ran your hands through his braids before kissing his lips softly. “ Be careful and text me when you get back please.” He smiled. “ I will querida.” “ Well then I have a cat waiting at home who will need his dinner too.” You and Nestor embraced and then left in separate vehicles .

It was getting crisp out at night and you made a mental note to get your hoodies and sweaters out for work at the club now. You were sure the heat would be on in the building soon and the air off.

[ticklikeabomb]

One-Shot : Unique

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Plus Size Reader

Request Anon: Can I request a EZ or Angel imagine where the girl is plus size of course but she’s insecure about her body in a lingerie set she got and EZ or Angel tell her and show her how beautiful they think she looks? Can be smutty and fluffy?

Warnings: Language, SMUT (18+), fluff

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: I hope you’ll like it :) 

You were an extremely stubborn person. Every time you would hear someone comment on an issue that concerned you or how some type of people, physically speaking, would be able to do things that you couldn’t, you would do everything in your power to prove them wrong. That’s how you ended up knowing how to do splits, gymnastics, pole dance, wear (tight-colorful-stripped-bikini) clothes that were deemed unflattering to your figure. Everything that would go against your capacities as a plus size person, you would stubbornly prove how wrong they were.

That was what seduced Angel. Your ability to stay calm, composed before showing up days, weeks, months later with the ability to show how some people’s conceptions were wrong. Well that but also the fact that he finds you gorgeous, sexy, funny, kind, compassionate, open-minded and so much more.

You were finishing cleaning up your work desk before making your way out to pick up Leticia. Coco had asked you if you could spend some time with her while he had some club business to attend to. You happily accepted, using the opportunity to get to know her more. The first time you met, you noticed she was reticent towards you but she quickly warmed up thanks to your joyful and confident personality. Besides, she noticed how much the club loved you and realized if they did, then you truly must be someone great and deserving of a chance.

Here you both were, walking around the store’s aisles, trying to find some outfits for Letty’s coming up first day of school. “What about this?”, you asked her while showing her the slim jeans paired with a simple white t-shirt and a leather jacket. She analyzed the outfit and smiled content. “It’s not bad. I’m sure Coco will approve”, she said. You chuckled and nodded in agreement. You checked some other stores before you noticed her eyes longing on a particular store. Turning to where her gaze was fixed, you slightly smirked. “Come on, let’s go check”, you said and entered the lingerie store. You choose a set each. A sober, simple ensemble for Letty and a sexier one for you.

After dropping her off, you headed home surprised but happy to see Angel’s bike at the porch. “Babe?”, you chanted when entering your apartment. You found him on the couch watching soccer, at the crossover of taking a gulp of his beer and yelling at the players. A smile graced his face when he saw you staring at him. “Hey, didn’t hear you come”, he stood up and captured your lips in a small kiss. You hummed, your hands circling his neck to intensify the kiss. “Missed me?”, he teased. You bite your lip and nod. “I’m gonna take a shower”, you tell him while he goes back to his game.

You did the full combo: hair, body, shaving, body lotion, face mask. Immediately you felt more relaxed and decided to try on the lingerie set you bought at the mall. Since the store was almost closing you decided to take it and return it the next day in case you didn’t like it. Lifting the stripe of your bra, you looked yourself at the mirror. Your smile faltered by the second, your brows frowning and your eyes scanning your figure in it. Something was bothering you. Was it the color? The sizing? The design, maybe? You didn’t know but you felt uncomfortable, insecure even. A negative feeling you tried to battle for years. In a world where the beauty standard body was thin, you felt invisible. That feeling of invisibility deepens every time a brand uses the body positivity movement to expand their clientele by showcasing an “acceptable” plus size body. Rarely one like yours. You were round, soft, plus size, curvy, voluptuous, fat – chose your word but not in all areas. Looking at yourself you felt like your body wasn’t well proportioned. Hips, ass, belly, arms to large completed with micro-tits. It never really bothered you before but, in that moment, and in that lingerie set, it did.

“Are you ok?”, you hear your boyfriend’s voice, his worried features looking at you from the door. You blinked several times, trying to make the incoming tears vanish. “Yep”, you lie and he knows it. Positioning himself behind you, his arms sliding around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder, he fixes his eyes on yours. “You’re a terrible liar. Come on, tell me why my gorgeous lady is on the verge of tears while looking this hot?” You clean the falling tear from your face and feel his grip on you tightening. “I… It’s nothing, it’s stupid”, you say and try to disengage from his hold but he’s not having it. “If it leaves you in this state, then it’s not nothing. Please talk to me. I know I’m not always around but I’m here for you, no matter what.”

You sigh and finally have the courage to look at him in the eyes. “I look dumb. In this set. Some areas are too big and others barely non-existent”, you confess. He frowns but doesn’t dismiss your feelings. He doesn’t say anything, showing you his complete attention. “I mean, wouldn’t I look better with bigger breasts? Because, like breasts are supposed to be ‘THE’ feminine attribute and I don’t have it. I don’t like it”, you ramble until the room stays quiet. He slowly turns you to face him, lifting your chin up. “You want the truth?”, he asks to which you nod. “First, I don’t think you look dumb at all. I think you look hot ass fuck and I’ve got a long and thick muscle that agrees with me.” His statement makes you chuckle and he smiles. “Second, I love your small cute breasts and besides I’m an ass man and querida you are serving”, he whispers closely to your ear, his hands sliding down and squeezing your behind. You feel the atmosphere change in the room, heat invading your body. “Angel”, you moan while his lips kiss your neck. “Third, who said that breasts are the feminine attribute. That’s bullshit.”

He grabs your face and makes sure you’re looking at him, the intensity in his eyes showing you how serious he is. “And finally, the things you’re looking at and feeling insecure about, are the things that make you unique. Choosing me to share your uniqueness with, makes me the luckiest and proudest motherfucker in the world. I love everything about you and so much more.” Your breath gets stuck in your throat, his declaration giving you chills and burn your heart. “You’re wrong about one thing. I’m the luckiest. Hor having you”, you exclaim before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Touching every parcel of your skin, he walks you to the edge of the bed and lays you on it, crawling in between your spread legs. Instantly, his mouth is on you, kissing your chest, biting and licking on your collarbones, groaning when feeling your knee rub against his hard and eager member. He slides the bra’s straps down, freeing your breasts from their confines. He makes eye contact while his tongue slowly circles around your already hardened nipples, making you arch your back and moan. He keeps his ministration, while his other hand, slides down your body and circles your clit. “An—g—el, please”, you plead him.

He lifts himself up and discharges his shirt, while you unbuckle his pants as fast as your trembling fingers can. He kisses your body down again but this time with compliments attached to his mouth while doing so. “I need you baby, please”, you moan and hope he’ll get the clue. He chuckles before his arms grab your waist and reverse the position, leaving you on top of him. You grind on his cock, creating some friction before leaning and licking the vein on the side. Angel’s body shivers from your tongue, his cursing and moaning being heard in the room. Slipping his hand around your hair, he lifts you up and tells you to ride him. You position him right under your entrance before sliding down and gasp in unison. Your hips quickly find their rhythm, his hands on your ass, pressing you down with each thrust. “Like that Y/N. So beautiful, so good”, he moans and lifts himself up in a sitting position, making him go deeper inside you. He thrusts up meeting you, your mouths on each other. The moment not only erotic but passionate and true. “I’m close”, you whisper in his ear. “Let go, I’m here, right behind you”, he moans and you do. You let yourself go, your orgasm provoking his, your bodies pressed insanely close, molding like marble sculptures.

“Te queiro mucho, mi amor”, he hears you say before falling asleep a few minutes later. “I love you too, future Mrs. Reyes”, he replies with a kiss on your forehead.

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[nomstellations]

Something with a size difference, like g/t, with stuffing maybe? Also, can it be soft with no digestion please?

Sunlight filters through the trees of a lush forest on a clear afternoon. Some fallen leaves crunch underfoot as a person walks along a worn path, carrying an easel and a paint stained bag. After a few minutes of walking, she comes upon a clearing with a large, clearly ancient tree in it. Setting down her things and setting up her easel, she stands in front of the tree and waits patiently. A breeze blows by as she stands in silence, her calm expression soon becoming a bit annoyed.

“Micks, come on…you don’t have to do this every time I come here.”

A chuckle rings out from somewhere near the tree, and the air in front of it ripples as a 15 ft tall dragon man suddenly materializes in front of it. He bears a wide and sharp tooth grin as he kneels down in front of his friend.

“Aw, you know I like playing with you, cherryhead.”

She sighs and digs out a pencil, looking up at him and cracking a smile. “Could you hold a natural pose for me? It’s the perfect day to paint.”“Ahh, straight to business as usual, Scarlett? I was actually hoping you’d join me for lunch today.”“Lunch? Well, I don’t want you to do this on an empty stomach…plus, you grow good stuff. I’ll eat with you!” This caused the dragon to smile once more, and he reaches out to gently grab up his companion and cradle her close to his chest. Scarlett cozies up pretty quick, yawning as he started to stroll through the woods. She always liked to visit him, since the day they met the pair hit it off pretty well. It wasn’t every day you got to meet a dragon, no less one that was willing to model for her paintings! Micks was a big help to her, and all she had to do was keep him company and visit often! It was a pretty good deal, and he was…pretty cute, too. 

“Scarlett? We’re here.”Shaken out of her thoughts with a slight blush, she looks up to notice they’ve arrived at his den. Nestled in a large grassy hill dotted with flowers, Micks’ home was pretty scenic. The gardens on both sides of the den’s entrance were just as nice, he grew a lot of fruits and some veggies to sustain himself with the help of his plant magic. He needed a lot to eat, so she figured lunch would take a bit. The young artist patted his sandy underbelly to get let down, to which Micks obliges with a smile. “I already harvested everything and set aside some fruit for you, so just settle in and enjoy!” Scarlett smiled up at him before looking out to the huge pile of fruits he’s harvested set out on a blanket. It’s easily bigger than her, but the sight of a small handful of fruits next to it makes her giggle. Micks was thoughtful and did his best to accomodate for her, despite the glaring size difference between them, and she found it charming. The dragon already busied himself with eating, leaning up against the hill and dumping food into his awaiting maw. Scarlett made his way over to him, picking up an apple and leaning against him. She wasn’t too hungry herself, and was content with watching him eat. He lifted a melon up with ease, pushing it into his mouth and swallowing it whole. She watched the lump slide down his throat and vanish into his body, and she decided to look elsewhere with reddening cheeks.“Hey, Micks?”“Mmm? What is it?”“How come you never really eat any meat? I mean, you’re a dragon…” “Oh, well…I don’t really want to hurt any forest critters. Fruits n’ stuff taste good, anyhow!” He decided against mentioning the fact that sometimes he had cravings, and asking if she was offering. She looked sweet and smelled even better, but she was going to paint him today! He loved her paintings and her, and he didn’t want to ruin her plans with a little taste session.But, now that she mentioned it…They lapsed into a peaceful silence, with Scarlett finishing her food way before he did. She leans up against his belly and enjoys the silence…until a loud growl disturbs the peace. Scarlett sits up, giving the dragon a quizzical look. “Didn’t you eat enough?” Micks gives her a shy smile, his cheeks getting slightly rosy. “Sorry about that, I just finished eating but…I still feel hungry.” “Well, clearly you didn’t eat enough!” “Lettie, I’m kinda full, so….”That didn’t mean he had no room for dessert though, and he slowly moves one of his claw tipped hands that’s out of view closer to her, but she makes a sudden movement that surprises him. She moves to the fruit pile, grabbing a small handful of fruits and turning to him.“Eat, or else I’ll feed you myself!”He opened his mouth to protest, but closes it as he considers something. He wasn’t exactly opposed to it, and he could twist this…so he gives a resigned sigh and leans back a bit more. “Alright, fine. I know you’ll be pushy about it till I do, so go ahead.” “You just want to take it easy, don’t you?” She huffs, but crawls up to his face with the fruits in hand. Micks opens his jaws wide, warm breath rolls over as she drops the fruits inside. They’re swallowed up with ease, and they fall into a rhythm of Scarlett dropping food into his maw and Micks eagerly accepting them. After a while, with most of the fruits gone Micks nudges her away from his mouth with a deep sigh. “Haah…I think you overdid it, lil’ cherry.” She looks down at his stomach, now bulging out from all the food stuffed into it. “Oh, well you didn’t stop me…at least you’re not hungry now, yeah?” She states this as she starts to slide down off of him, but she’s caught by his hand suddenly being lifted up under her. “No no, not yet… my meal is never complete without a cherry on top~!” His maw opens up yet again, and the young artist is pushed up to to it once more, and he has no intent of stopping short. “Mickleson, don’t you dare–!!” She’s cut off by his large forked tongue slowly sliding up her face, resulting in a pleased hum from the dragon. Not giving her any opportunity to escape he nudges her inside, getting her head and half of her torso inside his maw. She starts to wriggle and backpedal to freedom, and he’s done this enough times to handle her carefully with his tongue so she doesn’t graze his fangs. It also gave him plenty of opportunity to taste her, which he enjoyed judging by the amount of saliva Scarlett found filling his mouth and covering herself. Unfortunately for her, that called for a deep gllp that easily pulled her slicked up form into the tight space of his throat, leaving a little under half of her outside. She was way too far in to really fight now, but continued wriggling because she felt his tongue sliding across her stomach (and he liked the way she wriggled). Another swallow sounds out, powerful throat muscles pulling the small human deeper into his body. Faintly, she can hear the thump of his heart at work, along with a deep rumbling sound and the feeling of vibrations all around her. He’s purring! He’s clearly enjoying his dessert, the glutton, but it’s come to an end as a final glrk seals her away. The constant movement of his throat coupled with the feeling of him purring makes for a nice massage, and Scarlett relaxes as she slides down towards her destination. It takes a short moment for her to reach his stomach, and she’s deposited into a fruit scented mush with a low groan. Looks like his stomach was hard at work already with breaking down the food he ate, and as a result she’s sitting in a chest high pool of chyme with the occasional fruit bobbing in and out of sight. His stomach burbles quietly and the walls close in on her, gently rubbing against her and shifting his stomach contents around. She won’t be harmed any of course, and the warmth and sensations feel nice as she can feel Micks’ large hand rubbing against his stomach.“Ahhh…~ There we go, now I’m full! Man, you really went overboard though…guess I’ll settle in for a nap~” Scarlett gives his stomach a playful shove, which only results in a brief squeeze as it pushes a belch out of him. “Now now, you’ll be just fine…in a bit you’ll have room again! Take it easy, you can paint later.” With that he gives her a gentle pat as he resumes his rubbing, settling down to rest off his meal. Scarlett meanwhile just leans up against his stomach lining and sighs as it works hard around her, this will be a pain to get out of her clothes later…but they were close and he was happy, so it was worth it.

[fandomwouldincludes]

Angel Reyes Would Include!

Dating Angel & Being A Plus Size Single Mom.

Meeting him threw Bishop

Being close friends first

Angel always telling you how much he loves your body

Your daughter adoring him

Having a close friendship with Coco

Late night drives, just talking about random things

Angel taking you on random dates every other week

Going to the movies with him and your daughter

Your daughter loves to hang out with Letty, (even though Letty wont admit it she loves hanging out with your little girl)

Angel takes your daughter in like his own

Papa Reyes treating her like his grandchild 

Your daughter having play dates with EZ (he loves his tiara)

Angel will yell at anyone if they try to make comments about your body

Angel loves to cuddle with you every night

He can’t keep his hands to himself ;)

Everyone takes you and your daughter in as their own in the club

Angel just being the most loving boyfriend you could ask for

(This was requested by @annakay84)

[pkxjmin]

ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

who: Park Jimin and Jesse Lingard ( @jlxngz ) what: jimin gives jesse what he promised or confessions of an incompetent ex’s bedroom skills motivates jimin to not disappoint. date: april 16th, 2020 warnings: it’s pure porn.  

jimin breezed through the flight with taehyung, having had their company call ahead and settle security measures and actually devising a plan to hide them their entire time there. plus, he was with taehyung, and he was better than most at staying incognito. after it’d gotten pretty late, agreeing to head out and meet jesse was the plan to which taehyung was too exhausted (and comfortable) to even think about moving from his comfortable spot in the fluffy sheets. jimin was showered and prepared to go, sneaking out on his own and heading out to jesse’s, liking having his options open for the evening. jimin didn’t care parking in the garage, he wasn’t staying too long, he figured, but he’d be gone before anyone got a chance to recognize him. “open up, i’m outside,” jimin called from the car, getting out and leaning on his car to look around, having a soft of a power trip and a ‘fuck you’ to the fact that he was outside and no one was bothering him because they didn’t suspect he’d ever be around and rightfully so. standing at the door, his full lips pursed sweetly with his hands clasped behind his back, jimin gently swayed while he waited.

Jesse was ordinarily very calm and collected in these situations. His break up with Marcus had thrust him into a spiralling loneliness cured only by a new warm body. And jimin had been a prospect for a while. the boy pretty, and seemingly innocent until jesse opened his mouth and was on the receiving end of a warning glare. he’d tread lightly at first - his usual sassy undertone doing enough to unnerve his counterpart but insulting jungkook had brought about a whole new promise. Jimin’s threat to punish him sending a shiver curling down his spine even now. he’d appeared at the doorway eventually - a slight smirk aimed at the musician, well aware that keeping him waiting would be the first of many misdemeanours that’d bring the dark side out of jimin. “you coming in then…” he arched an eyebrow, “before the neighbours start thinking you’re going to bring out a boombox to charm your way into my pants…”

Leaning against the threshold, jimin allowed his eyes to trail down jesse’s casual evening wear, to which jimin crossed his arms, a finger trailing across his lips as he tried not to smile. “if i’m 'coming in, then?’” jimin grimaced, “not with an invitation like that, that’s terrible,” pushing jesse’s door open the rest of the way, jimin smirked, “you’re gonna welcome me properly, aren’t you, friend?” jimin tilted his head, lowering his eyes to the ground, implying for jesse to get on his knees, his bangs swishing effortlessly with every move of his head as he stood in the middle of the threshold looking at jesse, “well…?”

Jesse’s gaze followed Jimin’s to the ground - eyeing it for a second before he finally dropped to his knees in front of him. Not many had Jesse like this - the older boy usually quick to verbally attack someone with his quick wit and his tongue but there was something about his counterpart that sparked excitement in him. he intentionally stared up at him under hooded eyelids, fingers gently moving to pop the button of his jeans and then unzip the zipper. for some reason he hadn’t expected jimin to be as big — cultural stereotypes painting an image that didn’t match the one in front of him. he was stunning - cock already semi hard and he leaned forward to taste it. his tongue moved over the slit, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum before wrapping his mouth around the thick head. the weight of it heavy on his tongue. but jesse was a natural. fellating another man, possibly his most favourite action in the lead up to getting fucked. his head bobbed up and down - meeting his hand wrapped around the base that he hadn’t reached yet with his lips.

jimin didn’t expect much countering from jesse to get into this position. if he’s learned anything in the past few years is that one of his superpowers was to get various types of people on their knees with little to no verbal communication to do so, so jimin was wildly spoiled in that sense, though there weren’t many opportunities to flex the power, he was glad that it worked when he used it. leaning his forearm against the threshold, the warmth on his front with the slight chill of outside in his back, jimin lowered his eyes when he felt jesse at his jeans, effortlessly popping buttons and tugging open his zipper and finally releasing him from the brutally tight prison of his pants. groaning deeply, jimin’s hand found his stomach, slowly lowering his hands towards jesse, lowering his eyes to watch the athlete on his knees. “not even a second thought thank to have you on your knees at your door, so that means your neighbors know how filthy of a slut you are, huh? they know all about you, don’t they?” jimin held jesse on his cock, so jesse wouldn’t dare pull off to properly answer him. “all of it,” jimin pushed his hips further, a strong hold on jesse’s wrist, pulling his hand away before fucking his cock into jesse’s mouth, “if you want to be a cock whore, be a cock whore, don’t pretend to hold back.”

Jimin was right - his neighbours had to know something by now. The men that came to visit him exclusively at night time — especially now marcus had disappeared — made him look particularly shady if not anything else. his gaze flickered up toward the young musician. lips stretched around the hefty appendage. he was taken off guard - the rough thrusts into his mouth unexpected and for the first couple of minutes it took jesse time to catch up. tears running down his cheeks and throat constricting tighter than normal as it squeezed around the cock with the body’s natural instinct to save jesse from choking. but god, it was hot. the older boy soon moaning around jimin and the vibrations sent straight through his cock as he rubbed the heel of his hand over the front of his own pants.

jimin couldn’t help himself and he knew what he wanted when he got to jesse’s and he didn’t plan on sparing him, he’d gotten there already half hard just at the idea of what he’d do, so now that he had jesse’s mouth around his cock, jimin wasn’t going to hold back, selfish reasons or not, he knew jesse would love it the same. “that’s right, baby,” jimin smirked, his head cocked at the sight of tears running down jesse’s freckled complexion, “so good, you’re crying for it, huh?” jimin teased, pulling his cock from jesse’s mouth, slowly wiping the wet shaft of his cock against jesse’s lips, not caring about getting messy for it would get far worse than this later in their evening. jimin was quite proud of his cock, he had a generous length, but the best part was that his girth was as thick from hilt to bulbous tip that sat quite big at the head of his cock. the cock that took it’s time choking jesse to tears. “stuff it your mouth––i don’t care, make it fit,” jimin huffed, leaning his head back and fucking his cock back into jesse’s mouth, “go ahead and touch yourself for me, stroke your cock for your neighbors to see what you’re actually up to, don’t pretend like you care, show them..”

Jesse whimpered softly when he was praised. Looking up at Jimin with wide eyes he’d slid forward again — his tongue caressing the slit before he’d attempted to take it all again. his lips inching lower and lower until his nose was brushing the other boys pelvis. jaw slackening to accommodate the generous girth and then he was bobbing his head again — taking him all and tracing a sensitive vein on the way back up. he was hesitant at first. his fingers eventually undoing the button on his jeans and unzipping them to reveal his own leaking cock. he moaned around Jimin’s shaft as his fist moved steadily - twisting desperately at the tip to feed the neglected nerves. all the while imagining his counterpart’s dick inside him. the sheer size was something jesse hadn’t accommodated in a long time and Jimin’s eagerness to be rough was just what the athlete needed. someone to fuck the sassy remarks and witty comebacks right out of him until he was a whimpering mess. marcus and jack had always been too soft and brendon and bruno too drunk. he wanted to be painfully stretched and mercilessly fucked by the Asian and that thought alone almost had him cumming on his own hand.

groaning loudly when he felt the tip of jesse’s nose against his body, and he could feel his cock throbbing in jesse’s throat, “fuck, that feels so nice, i could cum down that throat, could you take it?” jimin smirked, his hand at the back of jesse’s head, holding him still, his effortlessly done bangs brushing against the tops of his cheeks, shielding his eyes as he couldn’t even feel the breath of jesse’s nose against his pelvis. that’s the thing about taking his cock down the throat, when he blocked the air, it wasn’t just one passageway. “ooh shit…” jimin furrowed his brows when he felt jesse bobbing his head on his cock, making the singer weak in the knees as he traced the vein at the underside of his cock. “now you’re finally showing me what that mouth is good for, huh? and it’s not for those ridiculous remarks you make,” jimin pulled jesse off his cock, moving forward into the house and closing the door behind him. pulling him from the back of his shirt, jimin forced jesse up to his feet. taking him by the throat, jimin pushed the athlete against the door, “what do you want from me? why am i here?” jimin got in close, his cock pressed against jesse’s, “tell me what you want and see if i don’t give it to you,” jimin leaned in, placing soft kisses on jesse’s jaw, waiting for an answer, lowering his kisses to jesse’s neck while pushing down his jeans, lettiing his strong hands grab jesse’s ass.

Jesse could barely breathe — the threat of Jimin cumming down his throat had him staring up at the younger boy with a desperation he didn’t flaunt to many. then all too soon the door was closed; the risk of them getting caught out of the equation as he was tugged to his feet and pressed against the door. “want you to fuck me…” jesse murmured his head falling back as soft lips traced down his jugular. the blood pumping through his veins probably pounding perceptibly beneath the musician’s mouth. “i want you to fuck me so hard that I can’t walk tomorrow…” he continued, body arching to grind against jimin. his hand snaking between them to wrap around both their cocks and jerk them together. “want you to make me yours for the night. do anything you want…”

as soon as jesse placed his first request, jimin hummed in agreement, “mmhmm, and?” and more and more they came. jimin smirked, reaching his hand up and letting his hand coming down on jesse’s ass, letting a sharp smack echo through the air, smiling at every word spilling from jesse’s mouth, reaching up and licking is fingers, jimin held jesse’s ass open, gently reaching for the tight rim, gently teasing the puckered hole with his fingers, stroking the circle of nerves. “don’t stop now, i don’t plan on your legs working tomorrow anyway, so you’ll have to come up with something new before you go into this leaving your body completely at my mercy,” jimin teased jesse’s asshole rubbing even when his saliva had dried out, rubbing it raw and sensitive, that way every vibration, whether it was a smack to his ass or a light tease, he’d be too close to cumming. jimin hummed feeling his cock fucking against jesse’s. “i want you on the couch, facing the back, legs open,” a hand coming down hard on jesse’s ass, “and i want your ass out for me and i don’t want you touching your cock, i’m gonna make you cum nice for your first time tonight, sound good?” jimin pulled away and smiled, “go on, clothes off…” jimin nodded, not bothering to move for the first few minutes until he pulled off his own jacket, kicking off his shoes at the door and leaving a trail of clothes to his destination. sitting naked on the coffee table, jimin leaned back, his cock resting hard against his abs while he waits.

the fingers were welcome at first - his sensitive hole quivering to be filled as the musician teased him. but then the makeshift lube had dried up and jesse soon found himself trying to arch away. mumbling something about toys and lube in his counterpart’s shoulder between desperate moans and helpless whimpers. “I don’t want you to wear protection…” he added - breathless in his assertion. “‘m clean - get tested every week at training just… want to feel you /properly/.” the athlete had tried to chase after his lips when he’d pulled away. eyes dark at the prospect of being taken on the couch — being fucked somewhere marcus would sit without knowing someone else had made jesse weak in the very same spot and fucked him in a way he’d been begging for, for months. “yeah… sounds good…” he answered softly. he’d waiting until jimin was sat on the coffee table — full view of him before he stripped. abs well defined and muscles perceptible beneath the surface of caramel skin - jesse was proud to show off his body. he stepped out of his jeans, glutes pink with the spanks he’d been given and followed out orders, arranging himself on the couch the way jimin had specifically requested. knuckles white with the effort it took not to touch himself. “is this good?” he groaned after a couple of seconds without attention. “c’mon baby, ‘m desperate here… thought you said you could make me cum…”

jimin had to admit, though he had no plans to wear a condom, it was nice to hear it from jesse that he didn’t want him to put one on anyway, plus jimin was quite clean too considering his own company had him tested weekly as well, but jimin didn’t need to vocalize that because jesse made his request and jimin’s aim was to please. “good, sounds good to me too..” jimin smirked, unable to believe the situation he was in, but he was glad he was, it gave him a break from being at the dorms and fucking whatever was there. jimin didn’t mind letting his eyes wander down jesse’s body, making sure to catch every dip and muscle and as he shifted in his seat, jimin’s cock jumped slightly, bobbing for a second before falling back against his stomach. licking his lips, jimin watched the way jesse got into position, “it looks great, baby,” his fingers gently teasing the fat head of his cock, gently brushing his finger against his slit. moving to get up to start his work on jesse, jimin frowned at jesse’s following comments. his hand instantly and harshly coming down on jesse’s left, his right and once again on his right cheek, “shut the fuck up or you’re not cumming at all,” jimin leaned forward grabbing jesse by the hair, “i have no problem fucking you dry and making it hurt, so i would make this as easy as possible for myself if i were you, before i fuck you  and don’t let you cum at all..” jimin narrowed his eyes, “now you’re gonna take what i give you when i give it to you,” jimin growled, pushing jesse’s face into his cushions and holding it there, “and i don’t want to hear a damn thing if it isn’t you begging me or your moaning and telling me how good it feels, or else i stop and i go the fuck home and leave you to be someone else’s problem––nod if you understand..”

Jesse wasn’t good at thinking before he spoke - impatient and desperate for the attention he’d been deprived of for so long. but he couldn’t help but feel silently smug that jimin was so rough. a shuddered breath stifled against the couch with the threats whispered against his ear. he took a minute before nodding, pressing back into the body behind him as if to convince him without the bold remarks to give him what he wanted. “please, jimin…” he huffed eventually, voice strangled, “I want you so bad…”

“that’s more like it…” jimin pushed his head into the cushions once again before pulling back. “we haven’t even started yet,” jimin ran his hands over jesse’s ass, holding him open as he lowered himself, running his finger over the ring of nerves before leaning forward, placing a kiss to the puckered hole, humming as he flicked the tip of his tongue over his asshole. jimin closed his eyes, his tongue working while he ran his hands up jesse’s thighs and back, being sure to get his his senses on overload, “i wanna hear you, you don’t have to open that fucking mouth, i just want to hear your pretty noises,” jimin kissed the cheek of jesse’s ass, looping his arms around his thighs and eating his asshole, wanting to make jesse cum from that alone, or at least to get him close enough and make him pay for his big mouth. that fell down to how jesse felt with jimin’s tongue lodged in his ass and if it felt good enough to make him cum.

Jesse’s eyes rolled back the minute Jimin started teasing him with his tongue. “fuck..” he breathed, fingers curling around a loose cushion with the effort it took not to fall into temptation. but the Korean continued with an unrelenting flick of his tongue  against already oversensitive nerve endings, and jesse was soon pressing his hips back for more. his cock leaking and twitching with every generous lick until his moans had grown progressively louder -  hips jerking forward, desperate to find friction. “can I cum?” he whined, voice muffled and heavy with lust as he felt every nerve ending on fire. the tight coil in his abdomen so close to releasing just with the musicians heavy breath blowing against him. “I’m so close…”

reaching over with one hand looped around his leg, jimin held jesse open, one hand holding tightly onto the flesh while jimin hummed against jesse’s ass, leaning in once again to press sloppy kisses to his rim before finishing the athlete off. jimin didn’t answer when jesse asked if he could cum, he figured eating his ass until he did would be answer enough and that’s exactly what jimin planned to do. he wanted to drive jesse insane with the sensation of his tongue teasing the puckered hole so much that holding back wouldn’t even be an option, that he was so overstimulated that asking permission was a lost cause anyway. moaning softly, turning his head to jesse’s ass and taking a generous bite, being sure to bite down on the inside of his cheek, jimin gently soothed the spot with his lips, his fingers teasing and prodding the tiny hole while jimin’s lips kissed their way down to jesse’s balls, audibly sucking them into his mouth while his fingers worked his ass.

it wasn’t long before he was a writhing mess. the pop-star had him squirming and begging and moaning under the relentless attention. and god, he was so good. his tongue brushing against all the right places before he’d finally replaced it with his fingers. the digits moving expertly to brush against the swollen bundle of nerves inside of him that soon had him seeing white. the orgasm that he was trying to stave off out of respect and fear that’d lead to punishment soon took hold of him. his muscles clenching tightly around the fingers that we’re brushing against his prostate as his balls tightened. “don’t stop…” he cried out, cock jerking once and then twice before he was cumming over the couch. his body arching into the touch of the other male to ride out his orgasm properly before it all became oversensitive and he was trying squirm away.

jimin may have been demanding, but he wasn’t cruel. if jesse wanted to come out of this satisfied, all he asked was to cut the backtalk and look where it’d gotten the athlete. jimin might’ve had the thought that he wasn’t like any of the other guys jesse fucked, jimin way have been sweet, but his patience ran thin and blame it on his lifestyle, but he couldn’t deal with bratty behavior and whenever he came across that with a lover, jimin would pacify that very quickly and jesse was no different. with every tremble of jesse’s thighs, jimin felt more and more triumphant, but when the athlete finally cried out, jimin would let him have that one. jimin pulled away to catch a few ropes of cum land on his couch before pulling away. his finger moved out of jesse with a slight 'pop’ before jimin leaned over jesse, reaching for his cock, his free hand pressed against jesse’s lower stomach while helping him ride out his first orgasm of the evening, “was that good to you, baby?” jimin gently kissed down jesse’s neck and across his shoulder and down his back.

the athlete took a minute to catch his breath - the gentle kisses down his spine not an ordinary occurrence in the aftermath. “yeah, you’re amazing…” he murmured softly, the hand on his stomach stopping him from collapsing completely on to his front. “I want to…” an unusual blush crept across his cheekbones. “want to make you feel good.” he was used to being bratty and arrogant and being rewarded for it but jimin was different and jesse was eager to please him instead of feeling obliged for once. “…want your cock inside of me…” he pleaded softly, despite the fact his body was still buzzing with the after effects of his orgasm.

jimin gently ran his hand across jesse’s chest and stroked down his stomach, hoping to calm him down a little because he wanted to hear what it was jesse wanted. smiling softly, jimin pulled away and sat on the opposite end of the couch, his arms and legs wide and his head back against the soft furniture that swallowed him slightly, but still kept firm beneath him. “go get what you need, then, i’m not going anywhere,” jimin gently jerked his head towards the further part of jesse’s house, not knowing where he’d go to get them, but he sent him off to do so while he relaxed, his head back and his eyes closed while licking his lips clean of jesse. the throbbing of jimin’s cock was unbearable at this point, hence why the singer held a tight grasp at the base before easily pumping his cock with his right hand. lips falling open, jimin knew that if he came, he’d have no trouble getting hard again, but the head of his dusky cock was ragingly pink, a long string of precum dripping onto jesse’s floor as he held himself together. “jesse-ah!” he called, “i want to cum in your mouth first,” he sucked in a breath, not bothering to open his eyes to see if the athlete was close while his other hand stroked up the ripples of his abs, teasing his nipples which thrusted him closer to his climax.

jesse had moved away reluctantly to get his box from up the stairs. the contents filled with bottles of lube, vibrating cock-rings, dildos, plugs, cuffs — all would make for an eventful night if jimin decided to use any of it. he’d returned to see the other boy relaxed on the couch - lips parted and head tilted against the back of the couch in complete euphoria. the athlete enjoyed the view for a second before approaching him - box dropped onto the coffee table. he’d leaned forward tongue drawing circles against the the nipple jimin was neglecting before kissing down the boys stomach. parting his legs and kneeling between them. “okay..” he whispered softly. his tongue lapping up the pre-cum that was dripping down the length of his cock. the taste immediately drawing a long moan from him and then he was greedily sucking the thick head - his tongue caressing the underside until the girth was throbbing heavily against his tongue. the salty substance filling his mouth and jesse swallowed it all - hazel eyes staring up at his friend obediently. he waited until the cock had stopped twitching against the roof of his mouth before pulling away - licking up all the excess fluid. “taste so good,” he hummed, “love your cock…”

jimin knew jesse would come down with several things, only because he was here for one night after all, it would be foolish of jesse to not take advantage. but no matter now many of these he used tonight, he was sure jesse would only want more. looking down at him; jimin hadn’t expected the tongue teasing his nipple and jimin continued to stroke his cock between them. he finally watch jesse feed himself his cock, the way his tongue sucked at jimin’s bulbous cock head made jimin completely crazy, where he wished there was a more lewd act than fucking his mouth, but while the electricity ran through his body, jimin held jesse by his hair, gripping roughly at the soft curls and fucking into his mouth with a loud groan, “oh my god, i’m gonna cum,” jimin leaned his head back, his hips coming to a halt and fucking jesse’s mouth over his cock until he came with a loud cry while streams of cum filled jesse’s mouth, and jimin has pulled his cock away to cum on his face, smearing the creamy white release over his lips. “you love this cock already, baby?” jimin asked completely out of breath, his gaze cloudy with his orgasm. he held up his cock, still hard despite having just cum, “if you love it so much, why don’t you fuck yourself on it?” jimin’s eyes were dark with desire with those words leaving his mouth, “i want you to take this whole cock, and if you don’t, i’ll make you take it,” jimin growled, gently running his thumb over jesse’s lips. “do you know how deep inside you my cock is gonna be?” jimin couldn’t help but tease him, “can you handle that? can you handle having this cock stuffed deep into you?” jimin stroked his cock, “get the lube, come get on my lap,” jimin nodded, his legs open wide and inviting for jesse to mount onto him.

he couldn’t believe how quickly jimin had made him into a little cock-whore. his full lips still smeared with cum and his throat raw from the fucking. his fingers cleaned up the mess on his face, sucking the digits clean before returning his gaze to the other boy. the gentle threats had made his stomach lurch - jimin’s cock huge and a lot bigger than what he was used to, it didn’t take much to imagine how deep the cock would reach once buried inside him. “s’big..” jesse pointed out, bottom lip caught between his teeth in feigned worry. in reality he was excited to have jimin take him. and the urgency in the way he fumbled for the lube and climbed into the musicians lap was enough to let the korean know just how much he wanted him. the athlete uncapped the lube - drizzling the contents generously over the fat cock, before he’d taken him in his hand and stroked him, lining the tip with his hole and lowering himself down. his puckered hole took a while to give way, finally letting the girth slip inside of him and jesse could feel the unfamiliar stretch already. “fuckkkk,” he drawled, “oh my god…” his muscles constricted around the foreign object - thighs shaking as he continued to push himself to take more. the stretch was burning, and he had to pause to accommodate what already had inside of him. fucking himself only half way down the cock despite the clear instructions to take him all.

he could see it in the way jesse bit his lip in worry and jimin couldn’t tell if it was real or not, but regardless, he’d certainly feel it, “it’s huge,” he smirked, “too big for that tiny hole, but watch us make it work, you can’t help yourself and neither can i.” holding his cock up and away from his stomach and watching the way jesse climbed onto him had jimin rolling his plush lips in trying to hide his smile. without a flinch at the temperature of the lube, jimin let jesse take over while he stroked his cock, smearing the lube across the entirety of his shaft, looking him in the eyes as the athlete lifted himself up, his own muscles tight the minute he felt jesse’s tight asshole pressed up against the head of his cock. as jesse sunk onto him, jimin could feel the head of his cock throbbing inside of jesse’s tight cavity, his eyes rolling back as he fought the urge to fuck himself into jesse, deciding that he could only take what he could, but another side of jimin watched lustfully as he sunk down his length, watching it disappear into jesse’s silky caramel body. throwing his head back with the noises jesse made, his hips jumped with every squeeze of jesse’s ass around his cock. reaching up and gently stroking jesse’s trembling thighs, jimin had the leverage he needed in his position as he reached back and held jesse’s ass open, “that’s all you can take?” jimin smirked, slowly moving his hips and shaking his head, “i can help you do a little better, baby,” jimin lifted his hips, groaning loudly as he pulled jesse’s ass open wider before roughly fucking his cock into him inch by inch, “take it, baby, you’re doing so good, take it like a good boy for your oppa” jimin growled deeply, fucking the athlete mercilessly and losing all sense of his control.

Jimin’s cock was already twitching inside of him - every throb pulsing against his silky walls and driving Jesse virtually insane with desire. It wasn’t until  the Korean assisted him in taking the full thing that the athlete grew weak with over-stimulation. Every thrust brushing against his prostate and a new undiscovered spot deep inside of him that hadn’t been reached before. Eyes rolled back and mouth hung open as loud moans filled the room alongside the slapping of skin on skin. “your good boy…” he agreed, “all yours…” and right now he genuinely didn’t want anyone else to fuck him. just jimin. his hand pressed against a smooth chest to stop the punishing pace for a second. “let /me/ make /you/ feel good, oppa…” a thrill running down his spine with the praise and the new established term of endearment. he took it all himself - his hips rolling and circling against the length buried deep inside of him before he put on a show of fucking himself on the huge cock - nails running down his counterpart’s chest as he threw his head back. “you’re so deep…” he whimpered, “so… fucking… deep…” every word punctuated with his hips slamming down.

jimin loved the sound of his taut body slapping against jesse’s in an echo, “mmhmmm” jimin hummed in agreement because jesse was perhaps the most well behaved which was driving jimin out of his mind. but the coming response was something he got easily, usually whoever was taking jimin’s cock wanted to please him and jimin had no quarrels with the notion, jimin knew it felt good. huffing a deep breath, jimin nodded, looking up at jesse, his head resting back against the cushions as he allowed him to take the reigns, “say it again,” jimin reached up for his neck, stopping jesse for a moment and pulling him down to his face, “say it again, say 'jimin oppa,’” jimin smiled, “'jimin oppa, i want to make you feel good,” jimin watched jesse in awe. looking into jesse’s eyes, jimin gently stroked his cheek, pushing his thumb between jesse’s lips as he whispered, “you gonna make your oppa feel nice? you’re gonna make him fill you up?” jimin licked his lips, “you’re gonna keep taking this cock like a good boy, right?” jimin nodded, “ride that fucking cock, you fucking slut,” jimin could feel his cock pulsating inside jesse and he finally closed his eyes, letting jesse go, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, letting himself revel in the sensations jesse was gracing him with. “i wanna hear you,” jimin spoke up with his eyes still closed, “i want to hear every noise, i hate a quiet boy,” jimin reached his hand out, slapping jesse’s ass once again.

Jesse was never usually this well behaved. He had a smart mouth and he wasn’t afraid to use it but there was something about this boy that made him particularly obedient. “jimin oppa,” he repeated in a half moan, “i want to make you feel good, oppa…” the thumb pressed between his lips in response had only momentarily taken him off guard before he was sucking it as if it was jimin’s dick. the thought of the musician filling him up had made his cock visibly twitch - precum dripping onto the taut stomach of his well-endowed partner. “i don’t… want you to stop…” he whined, “I want you to fill my tight little asshole all night… I want you to make me unusable for anyone else…” every jerk of his cock was felt by jesse — and for a minute he slowed down. taking the thick length to the hilt as he grinded on it and leaned forward. tongue flattened against jimin’s hard nipple - sucking gently in time with his hips rolling back and forth. he was so preoccupied he’d forgot to make noise and the hard spank had drawn out a loud cry. his walls clenching around the hard cock on impact. “make me,” he moaned deliriously, “keep spanking me, jimin oppa…” his eyes rolled again as he leaned back, “train me… to be a good boy…”

smirking along with jesse moaning for him, jimin hummed, feigning a moan of his own, “yes, baby?” jimin pouted, furrowing his brows and nodding when he repeated after him, “i know you do, that’s right, baby,” jimin watched jesse take his cock, his own body bouncing with the force of jesse’s hips on his own couch. “i’m not gonna stop, baby, i’m gonna make sure you feel it in your stomach when i fill you up tonight, don’t you worry,” jimin smiled, biting his lip, watching jesse while his hips thrusted up on every down stroke of jesse’s hips. his lips falling open, jimin stilled his hips, enjoying the feeling when he felt jesse slow down and toyed with his nipple, feeling his end approaching, “fuck, you’re doing so good.” jimin could feel his cock twitch with the way jesse clenched around him, using his muscle memory to land another hard spank on his ass, “you want oppa to train you, huh? i’ll do what i can in one night, but i’ll make you the best boy for me,” jimin smiled, hissing when he felt his body tense, biting his lip, he groaned, a hand on jesse’s hips and the other on his shoulder holding him down on his cock, his body slightly resisting his orgasm until jimin forced jesse onto his back beside him on the couch, quickly bringing himself to his knee while holding jesse’s leg up, his other hand moving from his neck to his chest, holding him down before pistoling his hips into the athlete, “i’m gonna cum,” jimin barely warned as the words hardly left his mouth while he drilled into jesse until his cock finally released onto the soccer player. groaning with each powerful thrust, jimin could feel every loaded shot as it gushed out of him. huffing a deep breath, jimin held himself up by the back of the couch, his head back as he tried to regain his bearings. “fuck,” jimin let go of jesse’s leg as it rested against his chest, “are you okay?” jimin asked, stroking his thigh.

the rearrangement of limbs was quick and jesse had barely registered it until the thrusts had become harder and sharper and more angled toward a purpose. his whole body arching slightly with each powerful thrust. “yes, yes, yes…” moaned like some perverse mantra until one particular thrust hit him sweetly and jesse was screaming for the neighbours to hear. “oh my god, daddy, FUCK…” the korean momentarily replaced with the English. he could feel every splash of thick cum hit his insides - threatening to dribble out if Jimin’s cock hadn’t been there  plugging it in and he was pretty sure he’d blacked out. vision fuzzy as he responded to the gentle caress of his leg. “m… so good,” he replied breathlessly, a small pout forming on his features. “don’t want you to leave tonight..”

jimin seemed to like the word in english as much as he did in korean, sure, it was a more perverse use in korean, but jimin liked it that way. the fact that jesse had gotten so loud sent shivers through jimin’s body. jimin wasn’t easily frightened by jesse blacking out, aftercare was something jimin took pride in and he liked for his touches and his words to bring his lover back. smiling, jimin stroked jesse’s leg once again, reaching over for his box while refusing to pull out. “i have to go, baby,” jimin got what he needed from the box before leaning over jesse, putting his weight on his elbow beside the athlete’s head, “but i can give you one more, okay?” jimin nodded, gently stroking jesse’s cheek, “let daddy give you one more, okay? one more for your oppa…”

jesse narrowed his eyes petulantly, his grip tightening on a well defined bicep as if it would convince him to stay. this kind of attention had been rare - jimin the first in a long time to provide and it felt like within the space of an hour been become attached and dependent. the overwhelming downside to attributing a whole dom/sub situation. he didn’t think he could take one more - his body so spent from just two that his limbs felt weak. but jimin wanted it and jesse wanted to be good, knowing it would be a long time before he saw him again. “okay,” he conceded, “take what you want. just need you to make it last…”

“you look exhausted,” jimin smiled, but he couldn’t go yet. he’d spent an entire flight from seoul to come here for one night and he’d be gone by early afternoon to do a little touristing with taehyung before their trip back home. reaching back into his box, jimin took a deep breath, pulling out a plug and slowly releasing himself from jesse, careful to plug the slightly gaping hole and running his hands up jesse’s sides. “can you walk?” jimin smirked, “because if you can’t i’ll have to carry you, i don’t mind doing that, but you’ll have to point me to the master bathroom,” jimin got up, his cock half hard and visibly wet. “i’ll try to make it last as long as i can, come on,” jimin lowered himself, gently pulling jesse over him to carry him forward.

jesse had opened his mouth to argue - afraid that the korean would go home early if he thought the athlete wasn’t able to take any more. his gaze fixated on the wet cock until jimin had helped him up. his legs were weak but he was able to walk just about, leading them into the master bedroom. “how is your cock still so fucking hard…” he mused, his fingers wrapping delicately around the other boy. “you’re so hot.”

jimin couldn’t explain how it was he was still hard, that was just jimin and jimin was hard to wind down. letting jesse take him by the hand, he leaned his head back following, his hand over his chest as he took the compliment. looking around the master bedroom, jimin’s eyes travelled, finding it a pity that he wasn’t going to stay the night because the bed looked amazing, but he couldn’t leave taehyung alone, not that taehyung needed him, he had his own company he was most likely on the phone with her all night, but still, he didn’t want to be rude to his friend. taking the lead and bringing them to the bathroom, jimin was thrilled when he saw the gorgeous bathroom counter and mirrors, “perfect.” jimin pulled jesse forward, placing him in front of him in front of the mirror, leaning forward and noticing their height similarity, jimin placed a kiss on jesse’s shoulder, gently running his hand down his side before hitching jesse’s leg up on the counter. “you’re gonna watch me fuck you, you’re gonna see how gorgeous you look when you cum,” jimin reached forward and down for jesse’s cock, gently stroking him, placing the lube beside them, “you’re the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen when you cum.”

Jesse was disappointed that jimin would have to leave soon, already mentally conceiving a plot to hold out for as long as possible. he didn’t have the best body confidence — especially after ‘the incident’. but the way the korean spoke about how pretty he was had already sent a shiver curling down his spine. his cock was oversensitive - the gentle touch to awaken it already forcing him to jolt against the soft palm that encased him. “okay..” he whimpered — his ex had called him pretty too but had never showed him like this.  His hips had begun to thrust into the hand despite himself — shuddering hard in reaction to even the smallest friction. “take the plug out, oppa,” he muled, “I need your cock.”

placing kissing at the crook of jesse’s neck, jimin could feel jesse hardening in his hand, using the mirror as his guide, jimin stroked jesse just enough to start slipping the cock ring around him, pulling his balls through the silicone until it fit taut against his hand, “is that okay, is it comfortable?” jimin smiled, tugging his cock with the cock ring, thinking the accessory was a good idea since he wanted to make this last. leaning back, jimin’s hand smacked down on jesse’s ass with a flash, “that’s now how you ask, i taught you how to ask, say 'jimin oppa,’” jimin spoke in his ear, a tight grip on jesse’s cock, “'jimin oppa, i need your cock, please,’ jimin shook his head, his hand smacking his cock, "i’m not gonna teach you that again,” he smacked his cock, “you’re gonna learn how to talk to your oppa,” jimin huffed, softening up, “but you’re learning, i suppose, but i have to punish you so you can be my good boy, you understand…” jimin stroked up his stomach, looking up at him through the mirror, rolling the soccer player’s nipples between his fingers, watching jesse for a moment before slowly pulling the plug from jesse and placing it aside, lubing up his own cock once again and catching his cum nearly leaking out of jesse’s ass, “oh fuck,” jimin groaned, catching it with the head of his cock, before slowly pushing it back in, slowly thrusting his cock head passed the sensitive rim, while jimin held him open. “eyes on the mirror, watch yourself getting fucked like the cock slut you are,” jimin growled, pushing into jesse inch by inch until he was fully sheathed.

Jesse paled at the sight of the cock-ring. Was it useful? Absolutely. Was it frustrating? God yes. he winced when the heavy hand came down against him - his whole body lifting off the counter to try and escape the spanks despite the blood rushing south. “need your cock please, jimin oppa..” he repeated the intonation high as another hand came down against him. he could feel the cum begin to trickle out when the plug was removed, a soft groan falling from his lips when jimin fucked it back inside of him. everything was too much, his prostate still raw from the intense abuse it had received earlier - swollen and overstimulated when his daddy’s cock refilled him and inevitably brushed the little bundle. the cum being pushed deeper and deeper until the athlete finally understood what it meant to rearrange someone’s guts. he certainly thought jimin was deep enough. the mancunian’s moans were loud - his cock throbbing painfully with every thrust and despite himself he was pushing his hips back into it. “just a cockslut for you,” he breathed, making eye contact in the mirror, “jimin oppa’s…” he watched in the mirror as his body stretched around the big cock to accommodate it. one mirror picking up just slightly the bloating in his stomach already. “ohhhh my fuuuucc-“ his eyes fluttered shut despite the clear instruction to watch, fingers gripping tightly around the countertop.

the head of his cock was so sensitive and everything felt so good, everything down to the way jesse begged for him, it was all responding down to his cock. reaching forward to rest jesse’s head against his shoulder, wanting to feel him close one last time for their evening, slowly thrusting into jesse, his cock sensitive and pulsing inside jesse. the loud moan made jimin hold onto jesse’s hips and fuck roughly into him, his sense of control completely escaping him, wanting to hear more of jesse’s noises, loving that he could hear how good he was making him feel. jimin’s own moans were filling the bathroom while his head fell forward on jesse’s shoulder. reaching forward and stroking jesse’s cock while he fucked into him, jimin looked up into the mirror, slightly out of breath as he nodded with jesse’s confession, “only mine, that’s right, that’s my good boy, my good baby,” jimin moaned, stilling his hips to let the athlete fuck back against him, “fuck yourself on my cock, make yourself cum, baby,” jimin smirked, squeezing jesse’s cock, stroking him at a steady pace, “do you see how perfect you are, baby? that’s it, all you needed was a little training after all, right?”

the athlete’s head fell back against a strong shoulder. “no one else fucks me good like this,” he confessed, “I only want your cock inside me. I only want you to make me feel this good…” he’d followed through with the demand - using what stamina he had left to ride the other boy’s cock with the intent to make his Dom cum again as much as himself. his muscles squeezed tightly around him, hips circling just slightly when he reached the tip before he’d push his hips back  to the base and repeat the action again. his moans were echoing off the walls and with the addition of jimin’s hand he was so close. he’d given him permission to cum - jesse leaning forward to pull off the cock-ring before he shot ropes of white fluid up his own stomach and across the mirror - watching his face as it contorted in pleasure.

“i’m sure you tell everyone that, huh? every pretty boy that makes you feel good, right?” jimin smirked, moving his arms around jesse and hugging his close while his his did a number on his cock. groaning softly, jimin’s teeth digging into jesse’s shoulder as he felt himself approaching his orgasm much sooner than he thought he would, “fuck, i’m gonna cum, you feel so good,” jimin whimpered, his eyes closed, giving himself over to every sensation jesse was making him feel. he could feel the tightness in his lower stomach, his hips jolting slightly as he held himself off, “fuck, fuck, i’m gonna cum, make you’re your oppa cum again, you want it inside of you, my baby? tell me where you want me to cum and i’ll give it to you, you deserve it after being so good tonight, you’re amazing,” jimin huffed, “so beautiful, so talented,” jimin held jesse’s hips still, feeling he didn’t want jesse to have to hold himself up much longer. slowly pulling his cock out, jimin bought jesse back into the bedroom, nodding his head towards his bed, “get up there, let me finish you off..”

a shiver recoiled through him when Jimin asked where he wanted it. teeth entrapped his lower lip and his hips working double time to have that thick cock fill him up again. but then he slowed the option completely his - “fuck my throat again…” he murmured softly - relying more on jimin to take him to the bedroom now that his legs were rendered completely useless. “I want to swallow it,” he groaned softly, “want it all over my lips.” his hand was gripping jimin’s dragging the older boys attention to his own spent cock.

plugging jesse once again, jimin held jesse on the way to his bed and the singer was more than strong enough in his sexual haze to be able to handle carrying him, thankful that his approaching orgasm hadn’t weakened his knees. “i’ll give it to you baby, i’ll give you every drop down your throat, all over that gorgeous face, i have more than enough to give you, baby,” jimin purred, holding him while climbing up into bed. “you know what to do, baby,” jimin moved onto his knees, stroking himself while he waited for jesse to get on his hands and knees. with his eyes closed, jimin left it to jesse to take him into his mouth while he leaned over jesse, slowly moving the plug in and out of him.

Jesse’s mouth wrapped around Jimin once again. his tongue gently caressing the leaking slit before he slackened his jaw. It was still tough to take the whole length but he was desperate to make his counterpart happy. his moans vibrating against the thick cock lodged in his throat as jimin fucked the butt plug in and out of him at the same time. he loved being full like this — being fucked from both ends and Jimin could probably tell. he was sucking him with expertly taking every inch and compromising his own airways until he could feel Jimin pulsing against the back of his throat.

“careful, baby,” jimin warned, knowing jesse was tired, not wanting him to overexert himself, but prying jesse’s legs open and pulling the plug from jesse for the final time that night jimin decided he wanted jesse to feel his cum dripping out of him when he finally came. jimin slowly worked his hips into jesse’s mouth, his breath catching as soon as he felt himself about to cum, “fuck, i’m gonna cum, take it for your oppa, okay baby?” jimin gently stroked jesse’s cheek before planting a foot on the bed, his eyes closed as he held jesse gently by the neck only to feel the way his cock was lodging itself in and out of jesse’s throat. pulling out just enough to let jesse breath, jimin finally thrust his hips into jesse’s mouth, fucking into his throat at a bruising pace, his balls tight and still hitting against jesse’s chin, jimin’s moans booming through the entire floor of the house before finally releasing in jesse’s mouth, being sure to pull out and quickly laying jesse’s back and finishing his release on his face, stroking and squeezing his cock, smearing  his cum all over jesse’s lips, chasing the ropes of cum around his face and using the pulsing, bulbous head of his cock to push it into jesse’s mouth and out onto his lips. huffiing out and laying back against jesse’s pillows, his cock standing as it slowly grew flaccid, jimin’s jolting hips finally coming to a stop. “you take your oppa’s cum so well..” jimin closed his eyes with a smile, arms splayed out comfortably over the fluffy pillows.

Needless to say, Jesse would find it hard to talk as well as walk come tomorrow - smart mouth rendered useless for at least the next few days. He took everything Jimin had to offer. His pink lips bruised after the rough fucking and cum still dripping from his tight asshole - trailing down his balls and running down the backs of his thighs. he continued to kitten lick the other man’s cock until it had grown flaccid - making sure to have digested every last drop of salty fluid. “next time you should bring your friend…” jesse suggested with an arched eyebrow — taking the opportunity to cuddle next to jimin despite his urgency to leave. rolling one of his hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger and circling his tongue around the other. “then maybe you’d stay longer…” he murmured softly, “and you can show other people how fucking good I am for you.”

jimin’s brows furrowed confused when jesse suggested to bring taehyung, wanting to let jesse finish the thought before he assumed he was talking about having a threesome with his best friend, something that they were a bit too close for at this point. wrapping an arm around jesse, jimin closed his eyes and let his body relax. chuckling softly when he figured it was so he’d stay longer, jimin gently rocked jesse into his side, “how good you are for me? what does that mean?” jimin averted his eyes towards jesse, wondering if now this meant what he thought. “you know, i feel like you and taehyung would get along, he gets along with everyone, he’s a good one, i haven’t met anyone that doesn’t like him,” jimin nodded.

jesse shrugged, he wasn’t the best at using his words and he made sure to avert his eyes in case jimin’s response was not what he wanted. “I don’t want this to be some fluke one night stand…” he breathed, “…wasn’t lying when i said that no one fucks me this good. Begged my ex boyfriend but he didn’t even make me feel wanted.” their sex life hadn’t exactly graduated to anywhere other than the bedroom. “want you to be my oppa all the time…” he squirmed slightly, chewing his lower lip. “said the same thing about jungkook and I definitely don’t like him… you sure taehyung would like me?”

jimin didn’t freak out hearing jesse’s confession, especially hearing that there was an ex-boyfriend. he wouldn’t give an answer now, jimin simply smiled, this wasn’t the first time this happened and it wouldn’t be the last. “it’s hard being in a relationship where it’s just you making an effort or feeling things as strongly as you do, i’m sorry to hear that,” he simply spoke about the subject at hand, but omitted everything else just to buy himself more time to the n about what jesse could mean. “oh believe me, i’m oppa all the time,” jimin laughed. “who said the same thing about jungkook? now, i need to know, what happened with jungkook? the friend you were telling me about…were you friend?—if you are, that’s totally fine, by the way. but let me say at least as jungkook’s brother for the past 7 years, he be his flaws, but he’s just awful at communicating—sometimes we all have to remember he’s just a kid,” jimin ran a hand through his hair. “taehyung is gentle, he likes everyone, he’s my right hand, my go to.”

Jesse’s eyebrows furrowed fingers tracing the smooth dips and curves of the korean’s chest.  “god no, he’s not my type at all…” from what he could remember, shay had told him that jungkook was extraordinarily innocent, especially in his sexual endeavours. and jesse, whose moral compass was severely lacking and needed someone who could easily control him, hadn’t been sparked with the least bit interest in jimin’s band-mate. “shay was really into him and he just- he messed her around, I guess. I don’t want her to get hurt again…” even if taehyung was gentle, jesse was severely protective over those he cared about.

“ohh,” jimin laughed out, a hand over his face at his misunderstanding. there wasn’t much jimin could say about the situation considering he didn’t know both sides, all he knew was that jungkook harbored feelings one day and another day he didn’t. personally he didn’t agree, but jimin would always give jungkook the benefit of the doubt. “i’m not gonna lie to you, jungkook…” he tried to think of the best way to word it, “…can be very careless with peoples’ feelings, you know? one day he’ll treat you like you hang the moon and stars and suddenly, he’ll act like he never knew you. and if you catch feelings, you’ll think he’s just cruel, but the fact of the matter is that, he’s just a kid,” jimin said in a disappointed manner than to sound like he was making an excuse. as the most romantic person in the group, jimin knew what and what not to do and never agreed when people were making the wrong decisions, but it wasn’t his place to interfere. his members had to make mistakes too. then it finally clicked, it was shay that he saw at yoongi and hoseok’s wedding, and if shay was into jungkook and was into taehyung, would that mean it was her who was the mysterious girl? jimin felt triumphant. “i think she’s lucky to have you and i think taehyung will be the first to beat himself up if he hurts her, he’s the most sensitive one of all of us, he’s got good sense,” jimin rubbed his eyes, “can i bring you some water?” jimin looked over at jesse.

Jesse nodded at the younger boy’s explanation. He couldn’t be too defensive given his own track record — he had cheated on his own ex-boyfriend numerous times. Given, it was less out of cruelty and more out of a genuine desire to be given the attention that he required but he supposed everyone had their reasons for making bad decisions and jesse shouldn’t judge. he eyed the korean carefully, tongue running over his lower lip as he took in the way the moonlight caught his skin and almost made him glow. “i - yeah. please.” the after care was new to him. “still don’t think you should leave,” he mumbled with a small smirk, “gonna miss you.”

humming, jimin nodded and got up headed out to pull on his pants, regretting not putting on underwear as he pulled up his jeans, slightly uncomfortable  and leaving his zipper and button open. the only thing he was grateful for was the loose shirt he’d chosen to wear on the way here. heading to the kitchen, jimin had gotten water from his fridge and scoped through his fridge for something for jesse to eat knowing he’d been famished. getting on his phone, jimin thought to order take out for the athlete. bringing himself back to the room, jimin bought over the icy water, handing it over before heading to the bathroom and soaking a hand towel, making his own hot towel and heading back to jesse’s side, “turn and let me clean you up a little before i go,” jimin gently slapped jesse’s thigh.

the athlete was pouting by the time the other boy returned - fully dressed. taking the water and glaring at him over the rim of a bottle like a petulant child who wasn’t getting his own way.  “can clean myself up,” he muttered but with the korean’s persistence he finally turned. head turning slightly in curiosity to watch what the musician was doing. flinching slightly when the cloth came against his skin - still stinging with the rough treatment - but jesse loved it. he loved to feel sore for days afterward — every time he sat, he’d be reminded of his oppa. “when can I see you again…” he asked.

jimin was sure to be as gentle as he could because he’s seen how much he could hurt and this was the least he could do, a bit out of guilt, because when he got close, he knew he could get brutal and he couldn’t stop until he got what he needed. but was also what jesse needed and wiping every trace of his cum on his body, taking his time and smiling not giving jesse an answer even as he was wiping off his face, “i guess whenever you find yourself in korea? you know you’re always welcome. you may not be able to stay at the dorm, but i can stay with you at a hotel for a night or two if you want,” jimin offered with a cock of his head, placing the towel over his knee once he got jesse as clean as he possibly could.

Jesse let the younger boy get rid of the evidence of their night. His body arching into the gentle touch - still sensitive and submissive to the Korean boy’s hands. “why cant I stay in the dorm…? “ he arched an eyebrow, weak limbs moving to climb over the towel clad lap. “Don’t you want to run the risk of getting caught…?” He smirked, “suck you off and make you cum without your friends even realising I’ve got you off with them just next door. or in the same room.”

“we’re not allowed to have guests,” jimin admitted, not wanting jesse to feel like it was anything personal, but management wouldn’t allow it, but sneaking him in sounded far too enticing and with the mischievous smile on his lips, it was clear jimin was up for it. “you’re gonna be a handful, aren’t you?” jimin laughed, hearing the doorbell and going straight for it before coming back to the room, placing the bag of food on the bedside table. “i got you halal food because that’s the only thing open at this time,” jimin leaned over to place a kiss to jesse’s cheek before pulling away, finally buttoning up his pants, “i’m gonna head out , "eat, get better,” jimin pointed accusingly as he moved effortlessly across the room and out of the bedroom.

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Winter’ Wolf: Possession

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Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes x Plus!Size Reader

Words: +3,200

WARNING: DARK WINTER SOLDIER & READER! +18 ONLY! SMUT! Dub-con, non-con, torturous bastards & reader and winter soldier taking no shit from each other! LANGUAGE! Just hide your eyes kiddies!

Also if I may note, they speak Russian unless I note different. Seeing as this is set in Siberia.

Summary: NO UNDERAGE SEX! Reader is 19yrs of age when it happens. While in Hydras facility, the Winter Soldier is given his own soldier to train. A girl raised on base & turning out just like him. Vicious, mean & uncaring, raised in a base of nothing but men.

Note: Part of this chapter takes place during the time Tony Stark’ parents are killed, as shown in Captain America: Civil War

I want to make sure everyone understands! There are trigger in this fic though I don’t find them offensive but some may so the story is under the cut! If I didn’t tag you it was because I didn’t want to upset you. This fic doesn’t get really violent till the next several chapters!

One year later, another delegate to assassinate, another to seduce & another chance to get back at Winter for how he treated her when it came to the women he was sent to do the same to. This time Y/N pushed her luck with Winter, Hydra knew, but no one told him that she was to stay the night till time to meet back at the rendezvous.

Walking up to the sharp dressed Winter who waited next to the luxury sedan like a personal driver for Y/N, a sinister sneer plastered across his face reaching out to take her face in his uncovered metal hand, plates shifting so they were sure to cut her soft flesh & bring blood. Pulling Y/N up to him to take a rough kiss of teeth that bit into her bottom lip to bring blood since she refused to allow his tongue entrance before pulling away.

“My bitch, my whore,” his voice gritted locking gazes with Y/N looking her face over, noting the bloody lip that she soothed over while tasting her blood on his before letting go to allow her into the car.

Opening the door for her, Y/N never broke the gaze while taking the seat & Winter shut the door. Watching his every move as he walked in front of the car to get into the driver’s seat, looking over at Y/N while putting the key in the switch.

“Fuck you, your threats don’t scare me, whore,” she sneered over at him, glancing down to the bulge in his pants and back up to his studying azure orbs turning the key & revving the engine before pulling out into traffic.

“Oh, I intend on it, cub,” Winter’ voice rasped, dripping with every bit of malice he reserved just for Y/N.

That night was worse than ever, Y/N managing to knock Winter out before he was able to rip her dress free, or she hoped. Stepping away from what she thought was a unconscious Winter to have a metal hand grip tightly to her ankle making it crack before pulling her down, slamming her skull against the floor to knock her out cold, turning the tables on Y/N.

Waking up arms outstretched in the crushing grip of a flesh hand & filling them beginning to bruise, Y/N was on her right side, the springs of the cot biting into the naked hip that was being crushed into the thin mattress that covered them. Tongue trying to force the torn bed sheet gag out of her mouth, & biting on it in frustration. Along with the weight of a 200 plus pound super soldier straddling her legs to keep them pinned.

Y/N snapped her attention to the soldier on her legs, her wrist cracking while they twisted in his grasp & the burning cut of a sharp metal plate digging into soft flesh bellow the rampant wolf on her thigh. Glaring up into Winter’ murderous blue eyes sinister smile dancing across his lips, & not breaking eye contact as he continued to dig the sharp metal of his finger into the soft flesh.

“Mine. Understood,” Winter snarled dipping close to Y/N ear still carving at the shivering flesh & grinding his bare rock hard cock against her knee, his carving stopped to to peel the flesh away slowly that was inside the pattern he had drawn.

Still keeping focus on Winter, eyes burning with hatred & breath shaky but not daring to make a sound, to give him the enjoyment of her pain.

“Will you not scream for me, sweetheart,” he bit out, leaning up to allow her a look at his handy work, a bloody star that was sure to scar.

“Never, you son of a bitch,” a muffled snarl shook, tears leaking from the corners of Y/N eyes while Winter jerked her around to the opposite side, no easy feat but luckily Y/N was still addled by the blow to the head.

“You’re my whore, my pussy, mine, don’t you fucking forget,” Winter bit out into her ear, nipping at it so harshly to draw blood.

Still holding tight even after he was done, Winter rolled Y/N to her back while continuing to straddle her, keeping all weight on her while keeping her legs tightly together under him. Metal hand grabbing harshly to her hip to make sure Y/N couldn’t move, glaring into her eyes & forcing his cock between her legs, never entering her but grinding in between her folds till he came between them.

Finally, Winter released Y/N hands, metal hand on still on her hip falling on top of her a sweaty mess, plates shifting & sharp to cut into the hip it rested on. Flexing her wrist, Y/N legs were beginning to shake from the pain of the wounds while reaching down to take the gag out, nausea was starting to set in & noted her head throbbing now that the adrenaline had worn off. Strong hand grabbing the one that reached for the gag. Snapping her gaze to the stormy blue orbs that where filled with bitterness Winter pushing his body up with his elbows & used his flesh hand to pull it free.

Laying his head back to sweat covered breast, arms surrounding her upper body while Winter’ hands moved to cradle her head and letting out one more statement of possession before falling asleep on top of her. Y/N thought of flopping him off in the floor, but it appeared the one sheet they did have was shredded and didn’t fill like letting the cold cause the healing stars to ache any worse than what they already did. Choosing instead to be happy that he wasn’t crushing her in some way & laying her hands on his sides to keep them warm, smirking when he flinched at her touch. Oh yes, pay back will be a bitch.

This time when the two where ordered out to train there where repercussions for having scared Y/N, but it was evident Winter could give a shit less because he knew they would give his bitch back. What was a slap on the wrist when he still got his toy back at the end of the night, but a violent evening laid ahead of him when he returned to a cleaned & healed Y/N.

December 16th, 1991

This time Winter & Y/N where brought out of stasis, having put Y/N in when she was technically in her late 20’s, having matured to that of a 30-year-old & looked to have stopped. Good, that meant they wouldn’t have to put up with her when Winter was in deep freeze, Y/N was mean, more violent when she didn’t have her chew toy, the only one that could hold up to her abuse & live.

Standing out of the way as Winter tested the newest batch of soldiers created with the serum the two had retrieved, unable to hide her smirk when Winter flung the one knew as Josef to the floor, a snort escaping & Col. Karpov catching her.

“Wolf,” Col. Karpov warned at her side, Y/N correcting herself looking to the woman she herself had just beaten, the one that glared at her hatefully.

Metal plates shifting, grinding, & creaking. Snapping her attention back to Winter & Josef in time to watch Winter thrown into the glass. Forcing herself to keep her composure on the outside, but inside ready to test Josef herself to make him pay. Winter suffered at her hands, not Josef’. Eyeing Winter, Col. Karpov nudged Y/N to go retrieve Winter before it got out of hand.

Walking up proudly to retrieve her chew toy, Y/N reached down to Winter to help him up the rest of the way before a crushing grip latched onto her neck & shoulder. Josef should have known.

“My bitch now,” Josef ground out, pulling Y/N close to him out of reach of Winter or he thought.

Before handlers could follow the mistake Josef had made Winter had his metal hand wrapped around the opposite side of Y/N neck, punching Josef in the face with his flesh hand & Y/N kicking the offending soldier hard in the ribs. Hearing them crack as he stumbled back into the other soldiers who stood ready to fight.

“My bitch,” Winter’ gravelly voice spoke loudly, holding tightly to Y/N neck & shoulder, metal plates shifting, gently, smooth, cool, pulling her into his side, his mate, his toy, no one else’s.

“Enough,” Col. Karpov shouted but all too late, the newest soldiers where defecting, leaving only Winter and Y/N the only ones not compromised.

The colonel knowing that his ticket out was to grab Y/N’ suit collar, turning his gun on her, & yelling over at Winter to save him. With an exasperated snarl Y/N could only roll her eyes at the coward of a man, Winter jerking the colonel who still held to Y/N & pulling the two with him to the cell.

Before entering, Y/N broke free to down the soldier that was threatening to prevent the closing of the door, hearing shattering bones when her foot made contact with the woman’ spine the sick pop audible. The others eyeing her starting towards Y/N, shifting metal against the nape of her neck wrapping around her collar, Winter jerking her back into the cell with Col. Karpov.

The three in the cell knew there would be a wait ahead, the chaos continuing outside of the cell. Winter slowly turned to look at Y/N & honestly could care less about the colonel. Winter closing the distance between them in a quick stride to take her chin between his forefinger & thumb, Y/N never flinching but then again she never did. Locking gazes to look into her burning Y/E/C brands for any sign of pain she could be hiding. Finding none tipping her head to the side so to look at the bloody bruise Josef had left on her neck. Letting go, satisfied, hearing the creak of Y/N leather suit & the rip of the cotton under shirt she wore.

“Hold still,” her horse voice snapped Winter flinching when Y/N touched the material to the gash on his eyebrow to keep the blood from running into his eye.

Complying with her 100% allowing her to what she sat out to before he took his place at her side to stand guard over Col. Karpov.

That same night, the one they allowed them both before putting them both on ice, was more or less another battle of it's own. Winter roughly reassuring Y/N to whom she belonged to, even though she was the one pinning Winter into the corner, a knee between his legs that pressed into his growing bulge.

“I have a surprise for my bitch,” Winter viciously asserted feigning to head butt her to get Y/N off balance.

Tripping Y/N up sending her back into the opposite wall enough to addle her giving Winter time to wrap the metal wire around her wrist & secure it to the bed frame falling on top of her legs. Y/N head still spinning, filling him spread her legs keeping his knees dug into her own.. Meeting Y/N gaze as he ripped the track pants free, letting out a snarl at the wonderful sight of unclad core exposed before him.

“You fucker! You cheat,” Y/N growled viciously snapping teeth & jerking at the wire, it cutting further into her wrist.

Continuing to hold her gaze Winter reached to the mattress behind her head digging into the fluff that was falling out & all over the shirt that he had yet to remove. Glaring at him while he straitened with a small canister of fuel that had a torch top on it, looking like a miniature blow torch.

“This isn’t enough,” Winter growled hotly holding the torch in his right hand while his metal one cherished over the raised red & white star on her right thigh.

Watching with disdain, Y/N had a feeling what was about to happen with the torch clicking it on & began to run it over his metal palm once he removed it from her thigh, Y/N curious to where he would place the brand.

“They’ll punish you,” Y/N spoke calmly a small twinge of pain crossing her face at the mention of Winter’ potential punishment.

“It's worth it,” he smirked darkly, “I need to repay you.”

Winter hinted down to his bare ribs on the right, a rampant wolf that matched Y/N except it had been carved with a knife & opposite it was word wolf in Russian & under it a deep bite that had ripped flesh, curtsy of her own fanged teeth.

Thankfully she was never punished for fear of how Winter would respond. That & the fact they wanted her body preserved for use with the elite that needed assassination. Then again, they had the black widows for that now.

“Hope your ready,” he smirked, the palm now glowing red on both sides.

“DO IT PUSSY,” Y/N growled through clenched teeth bracing for the pain.

Tossing the torch to the side he placed his metal hand between thick thighs less than 2 inches from her exposed cunt before moving quickly to slam her legs shut on the hand & holding them closed between his thighs.

Searing of flesh louder than the snarl Y/N let out throwing her head back veins standing out on her soft neck. Filling him lean forward his thick legs continuing to hold her’ closed tightly around the branding iron & raking his teeth over soft sweat soaked throat. A rough hand snaking into Y/H/C hair jerking her head forward so they were eye to eye.

“Now,” he hushed nipping at her chin before continuing, “there will be no doubt who this bitch fucking belongs to.”

Letting out a pain edged laugh, running her tongue over sharp fangs before licking across parched lips.

“Payback will be a bitch,” Y/N sneered, Winter moving to remove his hand.

Pressing his knees between her legs to spread them, keeping them that way to press an encouraged man hood into her bare core to reach up with the metal hand, flesh still seared to it & wreaking of it. Popping the metal band to free, catching Y/N to keep her head from hitting the cement or metal rail, continuing to grind into her cunt irritating the tender flesh that was still holding to the heat.

“Tonight,” Winter smiled filling her hands press to his thighs to prevent him from rubbing against the raw flesh, “I will go easy on my good bitch.”

“Not before I take my piece out of your ass,” she smirked, forcing him off of her reaching back to snap off one of the bed springs.

Y/N angled an elbow up to Winter’ chin knocking the soldier back into the metal door, knocking him out this time, but knowing she didn’t have long to work. Moving quickly but beautifully Y/N had two sets of wolf fangs on the inside of his thighs in the same spot as hers, causing them to shake with pain.

When Winter came too, Y/N fell back in a rush to get away knowing retaliation was coming & needed to be ready. Though it looked to be that he was clear minded, grabbing a hold of her ankles before getting to her feet jerking them harshly to slam her head into the concrete. Not hesitating Winter fell between her legs taking advantage of Y/N dazed state & thrusting into her before she was ready.

“Clever bitch,” Winter grunted whole pounding in & out of her mercilessly, pulling her body up holding her upright, blood running down their mangled thighs, staining the concrete.

“Your fucking mine,” Y/N finally spoke coming out of the haze pushing back on his chest with shaky hands that burned like fire on his chest & crashing into his lips with her own forcing Winter to the concrete, though not harshly.

Setting up to glare down at him, metal hand instinctively going to Y/N throat while she done the same, pressing a thumb into his Adam apple while fucking him even harder. Y/N free hand going to the metal one at her throat, metal plates that shifted, sliding over tender neck but not pinching, moving to her shoulder to hold her in place.

“Fuck! My gorgeous bitch,” Winter thrust up into her filling her tighten around his cock, bodies begging for release.

“God damn you Winter, your mine, don’t you forget,” she snarled out breathlessly filling him twitch.

Biting out a string of curse words that hung thick in the air around the two like the stench of sex, all to evident that both were chasing their high to finally drag each other over the edge tangled in sweat & curses.

Metal, shifting, smooth, cool, a gentle tug to pull her shaking body to one as equally shaken. Something awakening as a set of velvet lips ghosted across a coarsely stubbled jaw to find his lips in a post orgasmic haze. Lips feeling softer than Winter ever imagined when they found his dry ones quenched by the saliva & sweat that coated Y/N’.

Venturing to probe at her bottom lip with his tongue, asking entrance for the first time, metal & flesh arm wrapping around thick middle. Shocked to fill her chilled arms wrap around his neck on instinct when he leaned up holding her in his lap & sharing a passionate kiss when she allowed his tongue to enter. Tasting each other, both tasting sweet when it was willing compared to the bitter metallic taste to when it was taken violently.

“Fuck,” Winter growled into Y/N mouth swallowing his husky curse down as if parched.

“Mine,” Y/N whimpered back a sound he had never gotten out of her after the decades of pain he had caused.

“Yours,” he moaned back, lifting Y/N to lay in bed with her.

Laying his girl down first to be sure she was away from the door & laying down protectively over her like always. The soldiers knowing this tenderness didn’t mean much, their aggression to much at times even for them, but accepting the moment as reprieve from the hell they lived, something gentle for once.

Gently Winter laid one of Y/N legs over his keeping the raw flesh of the brands didn’t touch hoping to give the irritated flesh time to heal laying his torso lightly across her back shifting from the uncomfortable fill of his own wounds.

Metal shifting, quiet, slow, gentle & laying around her head in a protective way while Y/N turned her head into his neck to nuzzle before sleep took them.

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Gensokyo Festival Rewrite: Tales from a Blossomed Wonderland

I think I made this one a bit better and more consistent, although not too much of the actual structure needed changing. Here are a few tales of the first days of Spring.

Youmu was afloat in an ocean of pure beauty. Warm sunlight filtered through the boundless flowers above, bathing her in a soft pink glow. She closed her eyes, drank in the sweet, heady air and let out a deep sigh of ecstasy.

"These cherry blossoms are just perfect, aren't they?" murmered Yuyuko. She shuffled a little closer to Youmu, rested her head against the tall cherry tree she was snoozing under and gave her hair a little stroke. "I'm so glad we came out here. So beautiful..."

"Spring is the greatest!" agreed Youmu, snuggling up against her master's soft blue robe. "Nothing but flowers and beauty all around us, and this is just the first day! We don't even have to awaken any evil youkai in order to enjoy it."

Yuyuko laughed nervously. "I guess that's a plus."

"Yes..." Youmu frowned. "I do feel bad about what we did. All this life and beauty, all the birds and the butterflies and the blossoms and the bunnies... This is what you wanted me to steal! I just..." she sighed deeply. "Please don't make me steal any more seasons."

"Don't worry. After all this, I don't think I could ever bring myself to." Yuyuko smiled mischievously. "Then again, a couple more Saturday afternoons wouldn't hurt..."

"Y-you're not serious?!" Youmu sat up in shock, her eyes widening.

"Nope!" giggled Yuyuko. "Wouldn't mind an extra teatime, though. Come on, let's go to the shrine!"

"All right!" Youmu stood up and stretched. She took two steps and tripped over a sunbathing fairy.

"Oh, my...! Have a nice trip!" Yuyuko giggled as she stood over the sprawling samurai and confused fairy. "Say, have I seen you around here before?"

"Umm... Maybe?" The fairy tilted her head. "I'm Lily White! I herald the coming of spring!"

"Aren't you a bit late, then?" Youmu rose to her feet, rubbing her bruised shoulder. "Spring has already started!"

Lily looked at the clouds of pink blossoms in the air, then at the flowers blooming at her feet. Then she let out a piercing scream of horror. Youmu fell flat on her back.

"Oh, no! I don't believe it! This is the worst! I can't believe I overslept at the start of spring. I don't deserve to live!" Lily wept into her conical hat.

Yuyuko gave Youmu a worried look.

"No. This is not the last day of Lily White." Lily rose into the air, her whole body shining with the power of nature. Her diaphenous pink wings flared out behind her. "I may be late, but I won't give up! I will announce Spring to everyone! I feel the power of the universe radiating inside me! Onwards, Fairy Herald of Spring!" Lily soared away through the forest, accompanied by triumphant music.

"Okay... Okay. Very nice." Yuyuko noticed Benben and Yatsuhashi playing the triumphant music behind a stout tree and gave them a friendly wave. "Very... Very atmospheric. Uhh, come on, Youmu! Let's go eat!"

"It's Spring, it's Spring! Listen, everyone! IT'S SPRING!"

Resplendent in her white-and-red dress, Lily danced through the flowery meadows. Her socks and cute buckle-shoes were soaked with dew, but she didn't care. This was her time to shine.

Lily's face lit up. She'd spotted a couple of friends at the edge of the Great Youkai Forest. "Cirno! Eternity! Did you hear?! IT'S SPRING!"

Cirno and Eternity Larva looked up in amazement as Lily ran over.

"It's Spring, friends! It's finally here! SPRING!"

Cirno sprang up and punched Lily in the face. "Are you quite through?! Not everyone likes spring, y'know!"

Eternity gasped. "Cirno, you can't do that! It's her job to tell us when Spring starts!"

Cirno grit her teeth. "Believe it or not, I've known it was Spring all day. Just look! How could I not have noticed?! Look!"

"Ughhh... It's dothig persodal..." groaned Lily. Nevertheless, she tried to focus in the direction Cirno was pointing. Her eyes went wide. Sweating and hugging herself in nothing but a flimsy bathing suit, Letty Whiterock was curled up between the roots of a tall tree.

"She's been there since last week." Cirno's voice was tense. Cold tears were sparkling on her cheeks; Lily realised Cirno had been crying all along. "Another year sleeping, too hot to move or talk or have any fun... This is what Spring does to people, Lily. This is why I have to become the strongest fairy and cover the world in eternal winter."

Lily was horrified. All her life, she'd believed Spring was the greatest season ever, but now she was shaken to the core. Spring could hurt people, force them to sleep until their own season came again? It boggled her mind.

People needed Spring, though. They needed food and flowers and newborn lambs and mud to roll in. (The latter was mainly for the Aki Sisters.) Even if it could hurt people, it still needed announcing, and Lily was never going to let Spring be stolen again. Even if that meant becoming stronger even than Cirno... And killing her.

Eternity glanced up at the nearby tree from atop which the Tsukumo Sisters were playing some dark, suspenseful music. "Shouldn't you have a violinist with you?"

Benben shook her head. "Lunasa's busy right now."

"Bravo, bravo! Oh, that was simply marvellous!" Alice and Shanghai clapped appreciatively from their seats in the Prismrivers' expansive back garden. "I still struggle to believe three sisters can sound as good as an entire orchestra!"

Lyrica laughed. "I wouldn't say we're that good. Maybe a medium-sized ensemble, or a choir..."

"Or a barbershop quartet!" Merlin piped up.

Lyrica sighed. "Yes, dear sister, a triad of superlatively talented musicians can be compared to four imbeciles who can just about harmonise. Thank you for that insight."

"Lyrica, she doesn't mean any harm," said Lunasa sympathetically.

"I'm sure she doesn't, but... She really gets my goat sometimes."

Merlin grinned. "And I'm proud of it!"

Lyrica's eyes narrowed. She reached for a large cream cake, but found Alice's hand firmly upon her arm.

"Come now, Lyrica, you mustn't sink to your sister's level."

Lyrica pouted mightily. "I'll sink to it if I want..."

"Yes, well." Alice took a fortifying sip of tea. "I do love the classical European arts. Noh, kabuki, gagaku, ukiyo-e are all fine, and I won't deny that manga and J-pop deserve to exist, but there is nothing quite like the sweet melody of the violin."

Merlin and Lyrica bristled.

"Not that the trumpet and the piano are any worse!" said Alice hastily. "Beautiful instruments, they truly are. The very salt of the earth. And, well, what I am saying is... You should all be proud of yourselves. I have never met greater artists."

"Oh, Alice, thank you!" cried Lunasa.

"Yeah, that really means a lot!" said Merlin, blushing vividly.

"We put a tremendous amount of effort into our performances. Hearing that from you almost... M-makes me..." Lyrica wept with joy.

"You're most welcome, you three. I simply love your music!" smiled Alice. "Tell me, though... Do you think you could teach Shanghai to play?"

"Um," said Lunasa, "your doll?"

"Teach a doll to play music?" said Merlin, tilting her head in confusion.

"Yes." Alice's eyes were wide and innocent. "I deserve a favour after giving you all those compliments, do I not?"

The sisters shared a worried look.

Yukari closed her three gaps, sat back against her ten goose-feather pillows and smiled. "All is well again, it seems. In spite of all the chaos we've just had, peace reigns over Gensokyo. Perhaps it will last as long as a week!" she giggled.

"Unlikely, Mistress. According to my calculations, there will be at least one minor Incident the day after tomorrow, and a major one could be less than a month away," said Ran, who was standing patiently beside her master's massive four-poster bed. "I estimate a sixty-three point twelve percent chance that the Lunarians will attempt something at least mildly annoying, although what it will be I cannot say."

"Well, quite." Yukari cleared her throat. "Listen, Ran, I think I feel a nap coming on. Get me some warm milk."

"At once, Mistress." Ran rose to her feet and strode off. She paused in the doorway and turned back to Yukari. "By the way, Mistress, I've noticed that patches of the barrier are still weakening. Is there anything I can do to help you repair it after your snooze?"

Yukari was silently impressed with Ran's ability to nudge her to do things without ever giving a direct criticism. "Thank you, but no. I'm just leaving it to see what happens."

"I am sure that is a wise choice," said Ran levelly.

"Yes. Quite." Yukari smiled. "I mean, it's not as if Reimu and her little friends are going to fly all the way over here and force me to fix it now! They couldn't even get past Chen if you're with her."

"Damn straight they couldn't!" Chen poked her head up from under the quilt. "If anyone tries to hurt my master and her sleepy friend, I'll rip their kneecaps off." Ran gasped. "Chen! How could you think of hiding in-"

"No, it's all right. I asked her to lick my feet clean," Yukari cut Ran off. "And you've done a lovely job, too, Chen. You deserve a nice glass of milk!"

"Yay!" squeaked Chen, who couldn't wait to get the salty taste out of her mouth.