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cinnasweetss · 6 months ago

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rickenbacker (p.sh)

synopsis: sunghoon wants to get his hands on the popular indie band's guitarist at his uni. might come with some sacrifices though.

or the one where sunghoon betrays his friend for pussy (deserved!)

genre: smut, pw minimal plot.

characters: guitarist!reader, loser!sunghoon, mean!hyung line

wc: 3.6k

(content under cut)

content: bullying, homie hopping, betrayal, slight voyerism if u squint, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, sunghoon doesn’t believe in pulling out, dirty talking, minimal plot, etc etc

sunghoon first sees you at your university's summer festival.

he meets you three weeks later when youre accompanied by heeseung. not exactly on his arm, but its rare to see him with a girl he hasn't slept with.

sunghoon develops his newfound attraction to you then. when he sees you off stage, away from the big lights and loud music played by your guitar. sure you were pretty up there too, but up close, god. he can feel his heart thump in his chest the moment you step inside the room with your bandmates.

he's heard the rumours, that the all-woman band in his university has a knack for attaching themselves to one male friend group a month. thanks to heeseung, he guesses, it's their turn now.

there's four of them, and only one of you. plus the two other girls you came in with, who seem to have drifted right over to Jay and Jake. it doesn't bother him, really. he can pay way more attention to you without having to entertain some girls. he's quickly pulled from it though, when heeseung nudges him with his foot, "Dude, get the beers."

It's embarrassing when you snicker, vampishly nudging his shoulder with an overly drawn out "Don't be so mean, hee." after sunghoon finally makes himself useful.

He sets the cans on the table, watching as multiple hands reach out to grab them until the table is cleared. "You don't drink?" Your voice rings in his ears, coated with disappointment as you watch him shake his head. "He's always been like that, don't mind him."

.....

Sunghoon knows he shouldn't be letting the six of you treat him like this. making him store-run with his own money, ordering him around, expecting him to buy dinner everytime the seven of you go out.

he only does it so he can glimpse at you every now and again. wants to get the most out of these last two weeks he probably has with you before you run off with another group of guys. even when he catches you talking about exactly who that next group is.

You sent him out to buy you a pack of cigarettes just down the block as the other five bullshit around at the bar. He finds you outside, cigarette tucked between two fingers adorned with white nails. "Thanks, hoon" you really have to admit, this is a new dynamic. whenever you and your bandmates attach to a group of guys that outnumber you, the ones who aren't picked seem to fuck off.

sunghoon either doesnt care, or enjoys being the groups water boy. either way, it's fucking weird having him constantly hovering around. "Sit next to me." You invite, scooting over and patting the area beside you. Of course he listens, sitting without a word.

you have to admit, you haven't heard him say anything other then small phrases. you don't even know if he's able to hold a conversation if you tried.

"you're pretty quiet...are you always like this?"

That feels like a knife in the chest. he so badly wants to say no, that it's only like this because the six of you are too busy obsessing over each other to know he's even there. but he knows that's not true. he knows he's heard that too many times for it to not be true. "Yeah, kinda." It leaves him in a mumble, prompting you to shift your body to his to hear him better. over the sound of music from the bar and the sound of cars zooming by.

"I've got another friend, do you want to meet her?"

you don't mean harm by it, you're just curious if this is actually how he is, or if he's only acting this way because his friends are excluding him. which, you are too, but you can only handle one guy at a time. based off experience.

"I'm fine, thanks." it's another mumble you can barely make out, but you know he's declining by the way he doesnt even look at you.

he'd have a greater chance at being picked if he took those glasses off, put some bass in his voice and told his friends "no" once in awhile.

you quickly decide it isn't your job to fix this man, and decide to leave to the next girl who comes around. hopefully she comes quickly enough for him to enjoy his youth. "I'll see you inside."

that leaves sunghoon with his thoughts. with the realisation that his first and likely last conversation with you went to shit just because he can't communicate properly.

he can't help that you intimidate him. maybe its the fact that he knows that youre unreachable despite almost always being a few feet away from him. you're the same on and off stage, too high for him to reach. too pretty to even think of him the same way you think of heeseung.

"Fuck!" it all settles into anger, resulting in an outburst louder than he'd like. it takes him a few minutes before he decides to join the group, eyes settling on you and heeseung tucked away in a booth together.

.....

youre not sure what exactly made you change your mind.

Maybe the fact that heeseung is boring the shit out of you, his head sucks, he doesn't really care about getting you off, or maybe sunghoon is just that much more interesting because of heeseungs recent performance.

maybe its the fact that sunghoon isn't one of the men screaming and shouting so loud you can barely hear the notes from your own guitar. the fact that he's tucked behind heeseung in the crowd, though his eyes are still seemingly stuck on you. doesnt even seem like he's listening, he's just staring. observing from afar.

two nights ago is what really solidified it for you. when heeseung rolled over after cumming once. without even thinking about trying to get you off, even when you pulled the "im gonna cum" line to get him to keep going. it wasn't hard to begin thinking about someone else. thinking about the boy who doesnt say much, barely says anything at all. is completely unreadable, and has no people skills whatsoever.

you haven't said much to heeseung. short texts since then. instead you've made plans to see sunghoon. away from his friend group.

sunghoon is too thrilled to receive a text from you that Friday night almost immediately after your performance.he's supposed to be running to the store for heeseung, grabbing beers and shit for the guys- what the fuck ever. they're gonna turn into a beer if they keep drinking like that.

he doesnt even think twice. you don't even think twice, sending the location of your studio before he can even respond.

it takes him virtually no time to wander off, shoving away Jay when he tells him he's going in the absolute wrong direction. that the store is that way, not that way. his eyes darting around to find the building your studio is inside of.

its not hard for him to find a door with the name of your band plastered right in-front of it. unlocked.

you're tucked against the wall when he comes in, those same prettily manicured hands that often hold a cigarette, strumming at the strings of your blue guitar that sits on your lap. still in the same outfit you wore onstage, making this all the more surreal.

the soft click of the door is what pulls you from it. "Lock it, yeah?" Sunghoon can barely hear you over the loud thumping in his chest, still he manages to do just that. awaiting another order from you. "You can sit. There." the way he moves is awkward, eyes moving around the room, looking at anything but you once he finally sits.

you move your guitar from your lap, joining sunghoon on the leather couch. so close your shoulder brushes against his. "Did you like it? the song, I mean..."

sunghoon only nods, eyes still avoiding yours. "You can talk to me, you know. I don't bite..." he doesn't shy away when you reach out to touch his arm.

usually a guy would gush about how sexy you look on stage, ask to touch your guitar, ask you to teach them a few chords. you don't expect him to fall for the bait, nor notice your attempts at flirting.

your only other option is to not beat around the bush, tell him exactly what you what from him. "I called you here 'cause I wanted to tell you liked you, hoonie." wasn't at all what he was expecting to hear from you next, not when its well known that you're with heeseung.

"You like me too, right? that's why you stick around even though you don't have to." you have no evidence to back this up, might even be super far fetched, but its worth a try. "Yeah, but, you've got heeseung." not too far fetched it seems, "But I want you, hoon." you quickly shake your head, leaning your upper body against his shoulder.

sunghoons got a million things going through his head at once. the fact that if he does anything with you he'd be betraying a long time friend, him being so incredibly turned on beyond belief just because you've got your tits in his hands, almost. the visual of you leaning in to kiss him right now, not knowing whether or not to kiss you back or push you away when you finally do.

you think he's going to. going to push you away and take the side of his friend that wouldnt think twice about doing this with you if the roles were reversed. he's continuously proved you wrong though, wrapping his arms right around your waist.

he'd be absolutely stupid to not kiss you back. he can't believe he even thought about rejecting you. cant believe he thought about sparing heeseungs feelings.

the incessant ringing in his pocket forces you two away, a soft "Sorry..." leaving him as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.

speak of the devil.

"What the fuck, you left thirty minutes ago dude!", "hurry the fuck up, seriously."

you can't stand to hear that asshole yelling at him over the phone. he thinks he's hot shit just because he's the oldest and they all listen to whatever he asks. "Don't let him talk to you like that, hoonie..." It's low enough for sunghoon to hear only, "stick up for yourself, hm?"

Sunghoon would rather shoot himself in the foot than look like a fucking loser infront of you. your hand rubs encouraging circles against his chest, head resting on his shoulder. "Get it yourself. I'm busy." he makes sure it's firm, just so you know that he is standing up for himself. "What?! No, I told you to do it. that means do it now. not when you feel like it."

"You didnt fucking hear me? I said I'm busy. Tell Jay to get off his ass and do it for you." you can't lie, that sounds so��hot coming from him. it puts a smile on your face, only because you knew he had it in him. even if it did take a little encouragement from you. "Hang up." this time you make sure your words are loud enough to go through that speaker, making sure heeseung hears you.

"Who are you with?"

With heeseung in his ear, and you practically on his lap and pressing kisses against his cheek, it's clear he needs to get off the phone. "Don't worry about it. It's not your fucking business." it's just as harsh as his words before, and yet all heeseung can say is "Who the fuck are you with, sunghoon?!"

he knows exactly who he's with. that goes without saying, especially when you whine a "Pay attention to me, hoon..." right. into. the mic.

you both can hear heeseung go absolutely ballistic as you push the phone away from sunghoon's ear, cupping his face so you can finally get back to kissing him. you're sure heeseung got a earful of heavy breaths and kisses before you finally make sure the call disconnects.

Sunghoons new found confidence comes with a bit of dominance to it seems, leading the kiss even when you straddle him and immediately grind against him. his hands instinctively move to hold your hips, only cause he wants to seriously focus on kissing you for awhile. wants to enjoy the taste of your lipgloss after he pushes his tongue past your lips.

neither of you can really do that though, not when you're both pulling at each others clothing at the same time. you want his pants off to see what he's working with, and he wants a tit in his mouth. your hands are constantly fumbling around each other, so much that you pull away with a laugh. you quickly pull your shirt off, tossing it to the side.

he's got an eyeful of your tits in your cheetah print bra, and an even bigger one when you reach behind your back to take it off. he's practically drooling, mouth hung open, focused right on the metal that runs through each nipple.

"holy shit."

he nearly cums right then and there. maybe he does, he's not too sure, wouldnt be surprised if he did. especially because when he does get a tit in his mouth, its absolutely euphoric. coldness of the metal pressed right against his tongue, grazing his teeth. your other tit sits perfectly in his hand that's switching between groping, and tugging right on your sensitive nipple.

your hands are fumbling under his shirt, trying to unbuckle his belt so you can stick hand in his pants just to cop a feel. a soft "Can I eat you out?" stops you. how can you ever say no to such a request?

You nearly fall trying to get off of him quickly so he can find a spot between your legs. suddenly the size of his dick doesnt matter, as long as he's good at this. which, he quickly proves that he is. doesnt even bother taking off your panties, nor your skirt for that matter. he just flips it up and pushes your panties to the side.

your jaw falls open, hands immediately reaching for the head between your legs. the feeling his tongue brings is pure bliss. he knows exactly where the clit is, when to switch from licking to sucking, when to push two fingers inside and- "Fuck!" he's just barely started, yet you're already this much of a mess.

its not his fault he can't stop mouthing away at your cunt, moaning each time his tongue flicks against your clit. you just taste so good, no matter how much he licks away at you, it isn't nearly enough to satiate him. he has to pull away, take those damned glasses off his face so he can bury himself deeper between your legs.

His fingers plunging in and out of you to match the rhythm and speed of his tongue only tighten that coil in your stomach. if he manages to make you cum from this, you'll be keeping him a lot longer than usual. especially because he seems to be enjoying this just as much as you do. moaning each time your hands tug on his hair and you grind against his lips.

You're unable to stop the plethora of sounds that leave you with each flick of his tongue and movement of his fingers. it's no surprise that you're just minutes away from succumbing to your orgasm."Don't stop!" Sunghoon doesn't dare think of stopping, keeps his pace steady as he eases that orgasm right from you. his eyes lock right on your face, watching as your brows furrow and your face contorts beautifully after your "I'm cumming!" he eats you through it and then some, until you stop squirming, and your grip loosens on his hair.

You genuinely believe you've seen god, that he told you to never ever settle for anything other than this. Sunghoon emerging from your legs with the same fingers that were previously inside of you now tucked between his lips, makes you wonder if he's god with the way he just sucked your soul right out of you.

you watch as he undresses himself. unveiling a surprisingly built figure you didn't know he had. and the fact that he's hung on top of all that. can't deny, you can't wait to figure out of he's as good with his dick as he is his mouth.

neither of you think twice about a condom, not when he climbs on top of you and kisses you again. you'd be fine with just this, honestly. just kissing him all night. "Ready?"

you think its really cute that he asks, not saying the bar is in hell, but its still a nice gesture. you smile up at him, a soft "yeah" and a head nod is all it takes. he shoves a hand between your bodies, lining himself up with your entrance.

you wince as he slides in, sunghoon watching intensely for any other obvious signs of discomfort. his jaw falls open, forehead pressed against yours once he finally bottoms out. he gives you a second before his hips retract and slow meet yours once again. you're relieved he doesnt immediately begin to pounce on you, as this is enough to have you clawing at his forearms.

youre just so tight, sucking him right back in anytime he pulls away. the constant clenching and trembling of your walls around him is enough to have him cum just from these very soft and cautious movements of his.

his lips find yours again, kissing through the next few thrusts in which he goes impossibly deeper, and quicker. "Fuck, you're so wet..." those words force a moan out of you that you didnt know you were holding. "Pussy's creamin' already." so not only does he know exactly what he's doing, he's talking you through it too.

you'd be satisfied if today was your last day on earth. if you died right here, right after hearing those words leave his mouth. you had no idea he had all this in him. that he was even the type, honestly. you know what they say about the quiet ones though.

you don't even have to tell him faster, its like he's reading your fucking mind. like he's became one with you so he knows exactly what to do and when to do it. its the first time you haven't had to coach a man through the entire thing. that is, if you want to get off. you'll be damned if you let this one get away.

"holy shit" he moans above you, forcing your legs over his shoulders so he can fuck deeper. you cant squirm like this either, forcing you to lay and take every single inch he's giving you. it doesnt matter how hard you push at his hips so he can take maybe an inch or two out of you, he's unrelenting.

"Hoon!" you shout, hands grabbing at the soft leather below you one you realize he's not stopping anytime soon. his thrusts are quick and short, sharp. the sound of skin slapping, moans, and the like fill the studio. more vulgar words and praises leave him, only adding to the overwhelming pleasure youre receiving from him. "Gonna keep fucking this pussy open till you stop squirming."

to be loved is to be heard. to be loved is to be seen. to be loved is to be fucked. hard.

"Sunghoon!" your breath quickens, heart thumps in your chest when you realise he's almost fucked you into another orgasm. there's no need to say it, he knows after observing you just once.

" 's so big, 's too big!" you're either gonna cum so hard you pass out, or he's gonna split you right in half. either one. you'll be fine with both, really.

the fine details are irrelevant, what matters is the absolute euphoria your walls give. his balls are so heavy and full, aching to finally release a load. he's almost there, right with you. insisting, telling you that you're gonna keep taking him until you finish. not before.

"Hoon, i'm-" it's incredible when you finally do. your walls contract so hard, your body convulses, a string of loudly drawn out sounds of ecstasy leave you before you're even able to tell him.

you swear you're ascending, cumming so hard you can't even hear sunghoon coax you through it. it's the first time you ever have tap out. having to beg him to stop for just a second. you're just so overwhelmed.

he does, kissing your chest soothingly, though not for long. he does give you a second. one second and then he's back at it again. chasing his own high. "I'm gonna cum. Holy shit."

his hips come to a hard halt. slamming into your hips one more time as he fucks his cum right into you. "Fuck!" it vocalizes in a jumble of moans, heavy breaths, and one tight grip on your hips.

he collapses ontop of you thereafter, pulling himself out of you with a hiss. his face nuzzles in your neck, leaving soft kisses there. it's almost no surprise that he's ready for round two minutes after. lifting himself off of you with a big dorky smile, and "Can we go again?"

heeseung hyung i'm gonna fuck you up for this. 11:42pm

#cinnasweetss #enhypen #smut #sunghoon #sunghoon x you #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon smut #park sunghoon #enha x reader #enha smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen smut #cinnasweetss: rickenbacker #fav #enhablr #divider by: animatedglittergraphics-n-more

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sims4luvrxx · 11 months ago

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alice cullen lookbook (cc under the cut)

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TY TO ALL CC CREATORS!!! @zaozzaa, @b0t0xbrat, @charonlee, @bradfordsims, @simpliciaty-cc, @noobchancc, @emmibouquet, @pralinesims, @grafity-cc, @sentate, @nany-design, @simstefani, @cheng-chih, @lin-dian, @eunosims, @s-club-tbr, @coloresurbanos, @algu-sims, @serenity-cc, @pw-creations

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star-my · 30 days ago

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BTS Fic Recs ☆ Tumblr (iii)

These are all available on tumblr as of April 2024. Some are likely crossposted on ao3 as well.

~Ao3 RECS HERE~ ~Recs (i)~ ~Recs (ii)~

Almost all are complete works, those with “+” after WC are incomplete. Most are BTS x (F!)Reader.

Most of these are Mature or Explicit (usually because of smut) ~ mdni ~ italicized titles rated G or T* ~ Please read responsibly~ ~*I don't believe any of the below fics are rated anything other than M or E, Minors save your time and find other lists :}~

If any authors tagged here wish to be removed/untagged, please lmk!

F2L = friends to lovers ; E2L = enemies to lovers ; FE2L = frenemies to lovers ; R2L = rivals to lovers ; BFB = best friend's brother ; BBF = brother's best friend etc

OT7/Multi

☆ Monster series by @whatifyoulivelikethat | Mafia AU | MYG + JJK | 17k+

☆ Mafia series by @neonlights92 | Mafia AU, Arranged Marriage AU |

Kim Namjoon

☆ Ensnared by @jamaisjoons | F2L Cryptid AU | 17k

☆ Stuttering by @moonlightchildz | Tutor AU, Rapper AU | 11k

☆ Inside my mind by @jimlingss | High School AU, Mind Reader AU | 19k

Kim Seokjin

☆ Birthright by @jimilter | S2L Vampire AU | 18k

Min Yoongi

☆ Sunrises & Liquor series by @aamalaaa | S2F2L Bar AU, 60k

☆ Three tangerines series by @kithtaehyung/@threetangerines, BBF AU | 253k+

☆ Lying that you love me by jeonsjiddies | S2F2L Roommates AU, “Bad Boy” AU | 11k

☆ Dealer series by @borahaerhy | S2L Dealer AU | (ongoing)

☆ Bad cop chronicles by @minisugakoobies | Cop AU, Parent AU | 12k

☆ Poison by @sugaflake | S2L Hookup Pw/oP? | 4k

☆ Seven year itch by @jimlingss | Established Relationship AU | 5k

☆ The early shift series by @hobidreams | E2L Coffee Shop AU, Coworkers AU | 21k

☆ One ring to bind them all, or, just a solitary, cranky demon series by @bts-love-sweat-tears | Demon AU, Arranged Marriage AU, Royal AU | 13k+

Jung Hoseok

☆ The dragon’s princess by @jamaisjoons | Fairytale AU, Dragon AU | 24k

☆ The bodyguard by @sopejinsunflower | Bodyguard AU, Mafia AU | 19k

Park Jimin

☆ The prince’s cinderella syndrome by @jimilter | S2L Uni AU, Fantasy/Supernatural AU | 39k

☆ Headlights by @jeonsjiddies | S2F@L Uni AU, Fboy AU | 15k

Kim Taehyung

☆ Trip by @daechwitatamic | ?2L Camping AU | 22k

☆ Always the bridesmaid by @kookingtae | S2F2L Journalist AU | 34k

Jeon Jungkook

☆ To know you is to love you by @jimilter | S2E2F2L Vampire AU, Supernatural AU | 21k

☆ The sea and the storm by @jamaisjoons | S2F2L Supernatural AU | 20k

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☆ Ruin you series by @bts-bay-bee | BFF2FWB2L Uni AU | 10k

☆ Mutual by @seokjxnnie | Boss’s Son AU?? | 3k

☆ Cable management series by @19pancakes | S2L | ongoing

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☆ Candles & flames series by @taegularities | E2L Royal AU | 100k

☆ Reign series by @nochuobsessed | F2L Royal AU, sort of Arranged Marriage AU | 89k

Werewolf Recs (yeah i went through the phase, sue me)

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☆ Room 109 by @lavishedinjimin | Werewolf AU, Roommates AU | 7k

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☆ Claws of carnality series by @jjungkooksthighs | Werewolf AU, Soulmate AU | 93k+

Overall Favourite Authors (If I recc'd all their works like I want to/more than I have, I'd have to make this series even longer >.<)

☆ @1kook‘s masterlist

☆ @jimilter‘s masterlist

happy reading!

#bts fic recs #group: bts #type: fic #this is a lil shorter than the other two but i haven't added anything to it in months and I just want this out of my drafts so here ya go

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fentonphoto · 4 months ago

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Cliffs along the Ring of Kerry, Ireland. @travelgraphics

#original photography #photographer on tumblr #nature #pws photos worth seeing #landscape #water #rocks #clouds #travel #cliffs #striations #ring of kerry #ireland #waves #cloudy sky #grass #photography

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predoom · 4 months ago

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#pw #hands #the wedding ring makes me sorry got to go #half archived

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milla-frenchy · 1 year ago

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2k7 | Joel Miller x fem reader Summary: you have an affair with Joel, a taxi driver. He is obsessed with you Warnings: 18+ mdni. PW not much P, dom/sub dynamic, infidelity, stalking, a lot of "sir" use Dirty talk, degradation, praise kink, oral, spanking, spitting, pussy slapping, unprotected piv, rimming, anal, dildo, double penetration with dildo, creampie. No age specified, no outbreak, AU a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog Kate, as always, thank you so, so much for correcting me 💕💕💕😘

Masterlist | ao3

Joel was waiting in his taxi, at night.

You were coming back from a business trip. He saw you coming out of the train station, wearing a mid-season white coat, a black skirt, a black top, high heels. You got into the back of his taxi and he drove off. As usual, you didn't speak. You sometimes looked at each other through the interior rearview mirror.

He parked in the street and you went ahead going to the entrance door of the building, and then up the stairs. You felt his gaze on you. You knew he liked it when you wore high heels. But he didn't touch you.

Entering the apartment, you put your purse and coat on the couch, before heading towards the bedroom.

You looked at the wall next to the window. Covered in photos of you. Photos taken when you were walking in the street, coming in and out of work, your home, the train station. Some photos were new since the last time you were here. In Joel's apartment.

It’s been a long time since Joel stopped hiding it from you.

He liked to stalk you, he liked that you didn't know he was there, when he was taking these photos. He then developed them at home, under the red light of his darkroom.

You loved his obsession with you.

Sometimes he would stop by your work. He’d stay there for a few minutes, in the large hall of the company where you worked, looking up at your office upstairs, with glass walls. Watching you. Then he’d leave. He never intervened.

He sat in the armchair in his room, next to his bed, waiting. He was wearing jeans and a white tank top.

"Undress, sweetheart," he ordered.

You unbuttoned your blouse, and unzipped your skirt before sliding it down your thighs then removing it from your ankles. You kept your bra and panties on.

“Don’t move,” he told you. You waited near the photo wall, biting your lip.

He smirked, then stood up and moved closer to you, before placing his right hand against the wall, making you step back and lean on the cold surface. He wrapped his left hand around your wrist. You felt the edges of the photos against your back.

You looked at each other and you waited, because since the first time you went to his apartment, a balance had been established automatically. He wanted to lead, and you wanted to be used.

Your and Joel's gaze shifted from eyes to lips. You let him initiate the next move, as usual, knowing it would happen when teasing would no longer be enough for him.

He kissed you, parting his mouth and sliding his tongue between your lips before coming to caress yours. Brushing his nose against yours, he tilted it from left to right, without removing his mouth from you.

His kisses were always passionate, without sentimentality. When your mouths finally parted, both of you were out of breath.

He took your left hand and looked at your wedding ring, before sliding your ring and middle fingers into his mouth and sucking on them. He played with your wedding ring, sliding his tongue against the thin golden band.

You were married, but Joel didn't care. And to a lesser extent, neither did you. You didn't particularly like the idea of cuckolding your husband, but things had happened with Joel and you weren't planning on ending it. You were unattached to each other, except for the fucking part, and that suited both of you.

He pulled away from you and said “need your mouth on my cock now darlin’. ”

You knelt down before undoing his belt and sliding it out to the floor, then unzipping his jeans. You barely tugged them down, just to take his cock out. It was leaking, precum glistening on its tip.

You looked at him. “Suck it,” he said.

You dropped some saliva onto his tip, and licked it up with his precum, rounding your lips around his shaft. You took his cock in your hand and began to jerk him off, your lips adjusting to his size. You moaned, before asking “can I touch myself, sir?”

“Needy already? Of course you can darlin’. “

As you continued to suck and jerk him, you ran your hand down your panties, moaning as you felt the wetness beading against the fabric. You then slid your hand inside the underwear, to your folds.

“Are you soaked, baby?”

“Yes, I am, sir”

“Good girl. I'm sure you started getting wet as soon as you arrived at the train station, thinking about how I was going to fuck you."

Joel wasn't a talker, except for the times when he was fucking you. His dominance came through the degradation that he liked to formalize out loud, and you loved it. When he spoke to you while your mouth was filled with his cock, you pulled away to respond to him, obedient, before taking him back in your mouth.

He grabbed your hair into a ponytail, and said “your mouth was just waiting to be fucked. You know I always see the way you bite your lip when you look at me?”

You nodded.

"Answer me correctly."

"I do, sir"

“You always think of my cock when you look at me. I know you do.”

“You are right, sir.”

“Good girl. I’m gonna fuck your throat now.”

You paused your movements, waiting for him to take control. His fist tightened in your hair, he pushed his cock deep into your mouth. You pulled back but he stopped you from taking it out.

“No. You can do better than that. I trained you to take my cock down your throat, didn’t I?” He maintained his grip, preventing you from responding.

“So, you're gonna act like a good little slut, and you're gonna let me fuck your throat, just like I taught you.”

You nodded.

He resumed his movement, more slowly, until he brushed his tip against the back of your throat. He held you for a few seconds, while you struggled not to choke. Then he pulled his cock out. "That's better darlin'. Again."

He went deeper, and kept you against the base of his cock for longer, your nose caught in his pubic hair.

“Good girl.” He set up a faster motion, and you gasped less and less every time he hit the back of your throat. Joel released his grip on your hair, grabbed your head in both hands, and quickly started to fuck your mouth.

“Oh yeah… like that baby. Just like that. You take me good.”

His words made you even wetter. He pulled out of your mouth.

“On the bed now. On your back.”

You went to lie down as he wanted, he put his head between your legs and pushed your panties to the side.

“You’re so fucking wet.”

He spat on your pussy and slid his fingers between your folds, mixing your wetness with his saliva. He smacked your pussy twice, making sure to slap your swollen clit in the process. You cried out in surprise.

“Shhh… it’s ok, baby, it’s ok.”

He slipped two fingers in your pussy. “You’re so wet I could already fuck you with three fingers, filthy girl.”

You wiggled under his words before saying “Joel, please”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m… I'm sorry. Please, sir”

“What do you want?”

“Would you eat my pussy, please, sir?”

“I don’t know if you deserve it, you can’t even suck my cock properly.”

“I’m sorry sir, I had lost the habit of having your big cock in my mouth. The last time was over a week ago.”

“It’s a shame your husband doesn’t have a cock big enough to keep you training when I’m not here, darlin’.”

He slapped your clit again, before wrapping his lips around it and sucking on it.

“Oh… Thank you, sir.”

The sucking noises were obscene, coupled with his fingers fucking your soaking pussy.

“You better cum quickly, baby girl, because I want to fuck you now.”

He swirled his tongue over your clit, focusing on the sensitive nerves.

“I’m… I’m gonna cum, sir."

“Go ahead, baby,” he replied, his tongue still on your clit.

You were moaning, louder and louder, until you came, your pussy squeezing his fingers as you spasmed.

Joel stood up to take off his tank top, and came to lay on top of you, his jeans still resting on his hips. He took his cock in his hand, and buried himself halfway into your pussy, before pulling back and pushing all the way in this time.

You moaned, "Use me, sir."

"Of course, I'm gonna use you, darlin'. That's why you're here. We both know that."

He started fucking you. You passed your hand between your two bodies, and circled his cock with your hand, while he continued his thrusts.

“Oh fuck… that’s good. Good girl. Yeah, hold my cock like that.”

He was leaning on his hands, on either side of your body, pounding you.

“Have you been training your ass since last time?”

“I have, sir.”

“Dildo or your husband's cock?”

“Both, sir.”

“Good girl. But not too much I hope? I want your hole to be tight for my cock.”

“My ass is gonna be really tight for your cock, sir, just as you like it.”

“Let’s see," he removed your panties. "On all fours, darling.”

You turned around, leaning on your knees and hands, while he took off his jeans and boxer briefs. He spanked you hard, and spread your ass cheeks while running his thumb over your tight ring, wet from the moisture that had leaked from your pussy.

“I don’t want to prepare you much. You know how I love it when your ass is tight. You like it too, don’t you?”

“I do like it, sir”

“You remember the safe word?”

“Yes, sir”

“Tell me what it is.”

“It is “blueberry”, sir.”

He positioned himself between your legs and entered your pussy slowly.

“Oh baby… it’s impossible not to put it in your pussy when I see you like that.” He stopped and grabbed his camera from the edge of the bed, before taking a photo of his cock buried in your pussy. “Need it for my wall,” he explained.

He spat on your ass and brought the saliva to your tight hole with his thumb. He swirled it around to loosen it, before spitting again. Then he withdrew, and bent down to point his tongue at your ass, holding your buttocks apart with his hands. He growled. He licked your ass, running his thumb in a steady motion.

“Okay, baby, let’s go.”

“No…no lube sir?

He didn't respond, but rested his cock against your ring and started pushing.

“Oh fuck….”

“Don’t be rude, honey. Come on, I know you can take it.”

Tears approached the corners of your eyes as you tried to release yourself.

“Good girl. Relax, I’m almost in.”

He leaned down to spit just above your ass, watching the saliva drip down. He tried to push his cock in but couldn't get through the entrance and knelt down again to lick your ass. He put two fingers in your pussy and started fingering you, making you moan.

“Yeah, just like that. You're doing so well for me. I’m gonna prepare you a little more, so you can take my cock.”

He licked you again, his tongue digging into your ass.

“Alright, baby. I think you can take it now.”

He positioned himself on your ass and said “relax, honey. You can do it. Same as before.” You nodded as he pushed. He passed the ring moaning, “mmm yeah baby… just like that.”

He pulled back before diving in again, further. “Fuck… that’s good. Are you ok, baby?”

“Y…yes sir. I can take it.”

“I know you can, sweetheart. You always can.”

He fucked you deeper, at a slow pace, until his cock was buried entirely in your ass.

“That's it.. God it’s SO good.”

He moved back and set a faster pace.

“You like that?”

“Yeah…fuck…sorry. Yes, sir.”

“Don’t wanna come yet. We're gonna play a little bit. Lie on your back."

He got out of bed and went to open the drawer of his nightstand. You watched him take out a dildo, which size was almost as imposing as that of its cock.

“I’m sure you can take two dicks, darlin’. Will you do that for me?”

“I… I don’t know sir. I never… never did that before.”

“We’re gonna go slow, don't worry, baby. You know I wouldn't hurt you. But if it’s too much, you use the safe word. Otherwise I will consider that everything is fine and I won’t stop.”

He settled between your thighs and spread your cheeks. He held the dildo in his right hand, and came to push it into your pussy. It clenched against the dildo and he smiled.

“You take it well. Almost as good as my cock”

He started to fuck you with the dildo, before running his tongue over your clit.

"Oh! Oh my… that’s good, sir.”

He licked your clit with the flat of his tongue, sometimes lapping your folds all the way to the dildo. He swirled his tongue over your clit, then removed the dildo to fuck you with his tongue. Before fucking you again with the dildo, and licking your clit.

“Come for me, baby. You’re such a good girl.”

He rubbed circles on your clit, increasing the pace of the dildo in your pussy and you moaned.

“Come on baby. Soak that dildo.”

You came and bit your hand to stop yourself from screaming.

“Okay, baby. Now we're really gonna play. On all fours”

You got into position, and you felt him slide the dildo into your pussy again.

“You’re so pretty like that. But you’ll be even more beautiful in a few minutes.”

He pushed the toy into your pussy, leaving it buried deep. He took another photo, before pressing his cock against your ass. “mmm baby…I’m gonna fuck your two holes.”

He pushed, didn't stop before he hit the bottom, and his balls hit against the dildo.

“Fuck, darlin’, I feel it against my cock. How do you feel?”

“It’s… a lot sir. I feel so full. In both holes."

“You are doing so well, my sweet girl”

He grabbed the dildo and pulled it out at the same time as he pulled back from your ass, on the verge of pulling out completely. Then he thrust into you, with the same rhythm in both your holes, speeding up little by little. Your moans grew louder and louder, you held yourself back from turning them into a scream.

"Do not hold back. Scream like the whore you are. I want my neighbors to hear you, and to know that I am fucking the beautiful woman who came home with me.”

“Fuck…”

“Say my name, baby.”

“Joel…shit….” you could no longer hold back your cries, encouraged by his words.

“Come for me. One last time.”

You rested your head on the pillow before quickly sliding your index finger against your pussy. You couldn't resist the urge to touch the dildo that was sliding in and out of you, before quickly turning your clit under your finger.

“Sir… I‘m gonna come. Fuck… Joel!”

“Come on, baby. Come on my cock, and then I’ll fill you up. Come on, I won’t last much longer.””

You ran your index finger faster on your clit, before cumming, and he filled your ass with his cum, painting your tight walls. He pulled out and made you turn around, before grabbing the dildo to slide it into your mouth.

“Suck it, baby… I want you to taste yourself”

You tried to suck it, as best as you could, despite the effects of your orgasm which were not quite over.

“Fuck, baby… you’re beautiful.”

He removed the dildo before kissing you.

“Next time I want you to stay longer. So I can shoot my load into your three holes. And when you get home, I know that whatever hole your husband fucks will have been filled with my cum a few hours before."

Joel dropped you off at home.

The next day at work, you were leaving your office, with your husband by your side. You looked down to the lower level. Joel was leaning against a wall, looking at you, smiling. Then he left.

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majimasleftasscheek · 8 months ago

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🔞 NSFW, blowjob // majima shows kiryu his appreciation for the ring 💍💞

poipiku, pw: balls

#rrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRR #the wack ass angles in this stole years off my life but it was worth it #I will simply have to post more of them to recuperate 🤗#yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #kiryu kazuma #majima goro #kazumaji #my art #nsft

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decaydanceredacted · 3 months ago

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admin help ive been thinking about girl pete (like actual cis always-a-girl pw) and how in that universe patrick would've put like four kids in her at this point 😖😖😖

like the first time they fuck, they're kids and it's a saturday night after a shitty show in some bar. and they're in patrick's room just messing around like they always do. but the adrenaline post show or whatever has them wired and one thing leads to another and suddenly patrick has his fingers down the front of her jeans. and pete has her fingers around his and is showing him how to touch her and she's so fucking wet and needy she let's him hit it raw (because they're dumb kids and just best friends at this point and no one thought of a condom). patrick comes almost instantly because he's seventeen and it's the first time he's getting his dick wet so of course he doesn't pull out. the mere idea of pregnancy, the feeling of patrick's warm come inside and dripping out gets pete so hot she ends up flipping them and riding patrick's face into oblivion. they go to sleep wrapped in each other and have breakfast with patrick's mom like nothing happened <3

except they keep fucking through the years. maybe they don't even officially date, pete has her string of partners and one night stands and patrick has his number of girlfriends, but from time to time post show celebrations or nights at the studio or fights around the songs end up with them fucking. in the van, behind a bar, in a bathroom or in green rooms. and they always do it raw and patrick gets such a possessive kick out of it bc he knows only he gets to have pete like this. none of her boyfriends get to come inside her and rub her belly right bellow her womb tat while he's still deep inside her pussy and no one else gets to see their come dripping down her thighs.

their first kid is deffo unplanned. a drunk fuck after some record party or whatever, too horny to even think of the consequences. and ughhhhhhhhhhh what if pete is already married/engaged at this point??? does your husband know??? that the baby isn't his???????? god, another win for infidelity.

the hate sex doing folie is extra hot. not only bc it's how their arguments end up but bc he knows he's gonna leave her so there's a morbid desire of patrick to leave a bit of him in her as a reminder that she's his. meanwhile pete's thinking if she can baby trap him. it's awful on both parts and it doesn't work anyways.

baby number 2 is the reunion baby. they've been writing songs together again and they just can't help it, they end up fucking in the floor of patrick's home studio. they keep working on their shitty songs and they keep fucking and they get the band together and they have their comeback album and it's a success and truly it is like reunion sex because they can't keep their hands off each other. the pregnancy is like the culmination of everything they worked up to this point to fix, a reminder of the commitment they have to each other now and a promise to never leave again.

baby 3 i guess would be around ab/ap era? early mania??? idk it's the honeymoon baby. they've just settled and they've gotten their heads out of their asses and they know they want to expend the rest of their lives together, so baby. or maybe they have a quarantine baby???

4th baby is deffo current era. they've finally, after everything in the world and with them, found the joy in what they do. and their record is so loved and they can look at the past now and the tour has been amazing. and maybe they're aboard and having the sweetest most disgustingly sappy married sex. you know weeding rings clinking and slow caress and i love yous mumbled against skin. truly sickening in love sex. and after all these years, more than two decades jesus christ, patrick just knows how to play her like an instrument. he knows just how to flick his fingers and how to use his mouth just right to have pete under him shaking and whimpering and so wet. he gets her to come twice before he even fucks into her. and pete grabs his face and pulls him up and rubs her thumb against his beard, wet with all her slick and come, and tells him she kinda wants to have another kid. and patrick just shakes and kisses her so hard because he's been thinking about it too and there's nothing he wouldn't give to pete. all of it has always been about giving pete what she wanted since he was a kid. something about her pulling him in and wanting to do anything she asked just so she would look at him and only him.

they come back from china with a plus one.

fin.

(PSA kids don't do any of this. fucking use a condom ffs)

#this is really hot but also “another win for infidelity” took me out kfxhfhghdh #ps #pw #ps + pw #pregnancy tag #genderbending tag #extra long redacted

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