#screams n kicks n cries n cums

[fruittt-punchhh]

(18+, toji smut ahead)

was thinking about sleepy! toji all night lowkeyyyyy

like when he gets home and he’s so tired he doesn’t even greet you, just grumbles and huffs like the old man he is??? kicks off his stupid boots and takes off his sweaty shirt as he draaaaags his feet to the couch??

sleepy! toji who needs comfort in a way only you can give. so tired he doesn’t tell you what to do and doesn’t ask either.

sleepy! toji who grabs your ankles, pulling your legs sideways on the couch before he finds place between them, stomach flat on the couch as he takes in your scent through the panties he bought you last week.

sleepy! toji who pulls your panties to the side just enough to get his tongue on you, diving nose first into your heat as he drinks straight from the source.

sleepy! toji who’s too tired to care what he looks like, all sweaty and mangled from work, his face buried in your cunt just how he pictured earlier in his shift - the pure filth that he was tainting the beautiful image of you, lost in pleasure with your soft skin all blushed and slick with sweat, just for him.

sleepy! toji who’s even too tired to care what he sounds like, moaning like the slut he is at heart as he enjoys his long-awaited meal.

sleepy! toji who gives you no time to recover after your orgasm, pushing your legs up by your face before he pulls his heavy cock through his zipper.

sleepy! toji who fucks you rough into the couch in missionary - not a usual contender on his list of favorite positions. his words are slurred, all drunk and dazed from his exhaustion - “let me see my pretty girl’s face, yeah?” he says after you cover your face in your arms, embarrassed at the display of intimacy that was usually absent.

sleepy! toji who still, at his most intimate, has you arching off the couch with each orgasm as you scream cries of his name, leaving you feeling so loved and simultaneously so fucked out of your mind.

sleepy! toji who’s noises are so much more present than usual, moans all drawn-out and loud as he loses himself in your sex. he begs you to cum again for him with a ‘please’, a word you haven’t heard from him in months.

sleepy! toji who’s fully gone now, panting out breathy praises as he watches you take all of him so well.

“so fuckin’ good, honey”

“take me - mmph, so well”

“this pretty.. fuckin’ cunt’s gonna.. make me cum,”

“jesus… christ, y/n”

sleepy! toji who pumps his load deep into your guts, still fucking you with lazy drags of his hips as he stares at you, lip bitten and eyes hooded before he pushes into you fully to give you a kiss goodnight.

(sleepy! toji who actually finds a towel for you first this time, stripping his remaining clothes with a ‘you comin’, baby?’ as he heads upstairs)

(sleepy! toji who is def the lil’ spoon tonight)

[cherubunie]

rough ~ sunghoon x reader

ଓ ⋆˙⊹ [ 성훈 ] ☆ thinking about how sunghoon comes across as the sweet, loving, perfect boyfriend out in public, but an absolute freak in bed. I mean absolutely fucking nasty.

Word count: 1k

sunghoon x reader smut

dom hoon and sub reader. daddy kink, size kink, breeding, slight hints at cnc, slapping, choking, manhandling, slapping dacryphilia degrading, praise. hoonie is so mean n ruthless ugh this was just a super quick thought I has so I decided to write something about it, dont expect it to be good, not proof read.

sunghoon being the most perfect, loving boyfriend is such a yes. he takes you out to fancy restraunts, buys you new jewelry whenever you want, getting you sweet treats as frequently as possible. he spoils you completely rotten. of course he would, you're his little girl! he would hold your hand as he leads you through the mall while shopping, his arms holding your bags as you sip on the cute little drinks you like so much. he would lean into your ear and whisper about how cute you looked today, pressing a long, chaste kiss on your cheek, smirking to himself as your face heated up in the prettiest shade of pink.

you would think he was the sweetest person alive an hour ago, but that opinion was ripped out of your head the second he got you alone.

"h-hoonie, slow a-ahngh please!" it took him less than a second after walking in through the front door, throwing your shopping bags to the side before pressing your front up against the nearest wall and hiking your little short skirt up over your ass.

his thrusts are ruthless as he pounds into you from behind, his hips snapping against your plush ass. his hands are holding you up against the wall and your legs dangle in the air. his pants aren't even pulled all the way down as they hug just below his thighs, your pink panties pulled to the side are now completely soaked as he fucks you through your orgasm.

you squirt all over the his dick and the wall in front of you. your juices dripping down your thighs and onto the floor as you thrash in your boyfriends hold, begging him to let you go.

"stay still you fucking brat" you don't listen to him, your legs still kicking out while his long dick kisses your cervix with every thrust.

"da-ddaddyy hurts, s-low please mmmh" he pulls you off the wall with a grunt, lifting you up in the air as he drags you to the couch, throwing you down onto the cushions. you land on your stomach with a soft 'hmph', and before you can turn around, you feel sunghoons hands force you onto your knees; your back arched with your ass in the air.

you go to look back at your boyfriend, but are quickly met with his hand tangling in your hair, forcing you face into the couch roughly. he gives you no time to think before his dick bullies its way back into your puffy cunt, instantly hitting your sweet spot as his balls slap against your swollen clit.

"shut the fuck up and stay down" his words are so mean :( but you feel your aching pussy throb when he speaks to you in such a way

his hips keep up a steady, quick pace as he fucks you. your screams being absorbed into the couch, your muffled cries only fuel him further, landing a harsh smack onto your ass, a bright red handprint being left on your perfect skin.

your walls squeeze him as he slaps you again, and again, and again. your legs begin to thrash around again, your hands coming up to grip the sides of the couch as you scream

"wan' cum, daddy please may I cum please please !-" he hears you, even though you're face is so deep into the cushions of the couch, soaking the material with your drool. it pisses him off. he grabs your pony tails on either side of your head and forces your head up, biting your ear lob harshly before speaking.

"did you not hear me? I said keep your damn mouth shut" he takes his cock out and flips you over on your back. you whine at the emptiness as he lifts your legs into the air, contorting your body so you fold in on yourself, your knees being pressed next to your head as he forces you into a mating press.

you shriek in pain, his dick finding its way inside you once more, bruising your gummy walls. you quiver at your boyfriends roughness, his delicate touch from earlier long gone as you're left with this monster.

your moans light a fire in the pit of sunghoons stomach. tears roll down your rosey cheeks, and sunghoon can't help but coo at you.

"dont cry sweetie, it'll be over soon, let daddy use your pathetic body just a lil more" you choke at his words, clenching around him when he speaks to you. knots form in your tummy, quickly beginning to unravel as fast as they came.

"daddy! cum please! wan' cum n-ngh fff' pl-please!" you're making such a mess, sunghoons assault on your cunt is so sloppy, and the sight of your ponytails becoming tangled and messy makes him throw your legs down.

His hand moves to your throat as he watches the outline of his dick disappear and then reappear with each thrust.

"oh my god, such a pretty little girl, so perfect and tiny. you like it when daddy abuses your tiny hole hmm?" he asks you and you nod, bringing your lower lip inbetween your teeth as you bite down hard enough to draw blood.

sunghoon retraces his hand from your throat and slaps you. your eyes fling open in shock as your lips quiver.

"you answer daddy when he asks you a question, understand slut?"

"yes daddy, I understand! love it when daddy uses my body, feels s' good !" you squeal, arching your back into the man above you, wrapping your arms around his neck, scratching his shoulders through his shirt.

"you wanna take my cum, sweet girl? stuff you so fucking full 'nd breed your tiny little pussy. oh fuck- good fucking god" sunghoons cock twitches, your cunt clamping down on him with insane grip.

"who owns this pussy, doll?" he slaps your clit, your juices leaping into the air, staining sunghoons shirt.

"daddy does !" you yelp, your orgasm approaching fast.

"such a good girl, cum for me baby, let yourself go all over me sweet thing" and so you do, creaming all around sunghoons length as you flutter around him like the pretties butterfly, souring right into sunghoons cage and being locked away from all eyes.

his pretty little baby ૮ ྀི◞͈ ˔ ◟͈ ྀིა

[confietti]

Emo!choso Headcanons

EMO!CHOSO who i think would listen to baby metal, slipknot, korn, mcr, tv girl & ptv💋

EMO!CHOSO who your conservative christian parents tell you to stay away from because they thought he would corrupt you. (they were right.)

EMO!CHOSO who you got paired up with for a group project and he did all the work despite you insisting that you can do something too and him telling you that it was okay.

EMO!CHOSO who likes to sneak through your window unannounced, just because he misses you and loves cuddles. :(

EMO!CHOSO who fucking got off on the fact that he was your first everything. he loved the fact that he got to corrupt you.

EMO!CHOSO who bought a piercing kit off of amazon and taught himself how to give piercings just so he could get you matching ones.

EMO!CHOSO who you persuaded to get matching hello kitty tattoos. (he acts like he hates it but he secretly thinks that they're adorable.)

EMO!CHOSO who taught you how to skate and even bought you your first board as a gift because he was so proud of his baby.

EMO!CHOSO who had your parents enraged when you told them you guys were dating. your father was screaming at you while your mother was crying in the background wondering where she went wrong.

EMO!CHOSO who makes his new tongue piercing very evident by flicking the cold metal against your puffy clit again and again until you were a moaning mess.

EMO!CHOSO who was absolutely elated when you finally gave him permission to take your virginity.

Bonus: It was quiet in your bedroom.. only noises being the wet squelching sounds of your tight cunt bouncing off the walls. "F-fuck baby.. y're milking me.. havin' me drip all over the sheets.. you sure this pussy 's a virgin?" your cheeks had started to heat up from embarrassment, whimpers and cries only getting louder as you neared your release. your walls tightened around him as you came, eyes rolling back in your head as you dragged your fingernails down his back, creating more angry red lines. "Fuuuck," he groans. Beginning to pick up the pace a bit in an attempt to bring him to his release. "C-cho.." you whined, pretty tears running down your face as you cried from overstimulation. "j-just a bit more baby, it'll be over soon.. okay? promise." you nodded at his reassurance and tried to choke back your sobs as he stuffed you full of his cum. He spent the rest of that night showering you with kisses and cuddling you until you both fell asleep. (only to be kicked out by your father the next morning of course.)

a/n: first mini smut you guys!!! pt. 2: here.

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[norafaye]

ˋ°•*⁀➷ EVERLASTING DESIRE ˊ˗

lando norris x fem!reader

contains ─┈ · · · 18+, smut: p in v, unprotected sex, breeding, manhandling, obsessed!lando, pussydrunk!lando, wc: 600+

a/n ─┈ · · · another reupload bc it got deleted thank god i kept the screenshot of the request (◞︎‸◟︎ㆀ)

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LANDO NORRIS was in an absolute feral state. the only sounds bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom were his hips snapping into yours in a brutal pace and loud ceaseless cries pouring from your drooling mouth. it was too erotic, so lewd, and dirty that he wishes he can burn this very instant in his brain to store and replay.

for the lack of better words, he couldn't get enough of it—so fixated on how his cock fits so snugly in your pulsating walls, it felt like he was on cloud nine solely because of the grip your soaked cunt has on him. he couldn't even pull away from you if he wanted to, only being sucked in whenever his hips draw back. it's not like Lando was planning to attempt on removing himself from you anyway, he could get lost in this sensation for eternity and that's exactly what he desired.

that wasn't even the only thing that had him in this chokehold; his eyes couldn't stop zeroing in on your beautiful features reacting to each drag of his cock—eyes screwed shut and brows scrunching in pleasure. you looked madly bewitching underneath him, utterly ruined and unable to contain your shameful moans with your nails digging into his arms. there was sweat that started to bead onto every inch of your soft skin—dampening the sheets, not only that but your brain slipping away from reality was all too visible and he was going haywire from it all.

his eyes clouded over with lust at the sight and his greed got the best of him. it ignited something so carnal in his very being that his thrusts became harder, sloppier, battering your insides with the intention of spilling a load to paint your walls white.

“ ‘m gonna—fuck!” he grunts out, blood buzzing when you squeeze around him so firmly, “gonna fill you up—hah… yeah? you’d like that wouldn’t you? make you mine forever?”

he's blurting out mindless words, panting drunkenly from the sensitivity, balls going taut.

"all mine."

you both seemingly were unable to modulate a single coherent thought. only centering on trying to reach your peaks.

"yes—ah! all yours lando, only yours."

that was enough for him to topple over the edge, spilling his cum inside of you with a breathless gasp. it was so immediate and sudden that it left him shocked and speechless. you achieved your own orgasm upon the feeling of the warm liquid spurting deep in your core, you clamp down and convulse around him, milking him for all he's worth.

a translucent white ring paints the base of his length when he bucks slowly to calm down both of your highs. he shudders at the aftershocks in exhaustion but when he looks at you completely fucked out—his cock stirs once more, twitching and becoming stiff all over again.

he blinks once. twice. considering over his next move. you couldn't even respond when your body maneuvers with such ease, as if you weighed nothing but a feather. his strong veiny hands takes ahold of your limbs to put you on your hands and knees before pushing your head down onto the pillows, gripping your nape with one palm to keep you in place.

with your ass in the air, the cum starts to seep out of your pussy—dribbling down to your clit. rapidly, he catches the fluid with his tip and drags it to your hole again, plunging his full length into you to fuck the cum back inside—making you kick your feet in surprise. the plush pillows perfectly muting your screams.

"can't waste any of it baby. need to give you more. make you full of it."

he's not even bothered by the overstimulation burning the fat head of his cock. you had him wrapped around your little finger to say the least, and he couldn't be more content.

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[arminsumi]

we've had ex geto... but what about ex gojo?

YOUR FAVORITE EX

↳ GOJO さとる + fem!reader

Note : ooo... ex gojo 🤤 hope u likey

Warnings : 🔞 minors do not read/interact : contains smut/explicit content, kinda toxic themes, some angst, baby trapping, pregnancy, dirty talk, unprotected sex + creampies, possessiveness

Playme : streets

🍒 More from Jay : Gojo works / Gojo fave works / JJK works / oct. reqs open

Ex!Gojo makes the break up everyone's business. And of course it's you breaking up with his obnoxious, overdramatic ass. Multiple times, too. You two have broken up so many times in fact that your friends just don't take it seriously anymore when you announce "We're breaking up". That just means "We're getting back together in two weeks (lol)."

Ex!Gojo pulls the "I can't find anyone like you" and the "Aw, don't be like that, baby" cards on you.

Ex!Gojo claims to be your favorite ex. Yeah you hate him... buuut he's still your favorite... right? Right? He'll nag you to admit it. It makes his heart flutter and ego swell bigger than his head.

Ex!Gojo is a menace, always deterring your potential new lovers and declining dates on your behalf. He gives you a stupid excuse with that cheeky smirk, "What? It's not like they could love you better than me, anyways. I'm the best. Don't waste your time. Just come back to me, yeah? You know my arms are still open to you."

Ex!Gojo doesn't act like an ex at all. He still kisses you. Still hugs you. Invites you for every party. Visits your apartment at 2 AM when he's drunk and rambles to you about all the crazy things he always rambled about at 2 AM. And you don't treat him like an ex because... his kisses put you in a trance. Then you realize oh, we're broken up, what the hell.

Ex!Gojo clings to your body and holds it with the same possessiveness that he always used to. He places his big hand on your hip and grips it tight, especially at parties. "Stay close to me."

Ex!Gojo taunts you during those late-night hatefucks, "You missed this fat cock fucking up your guts, huh? I know you did. Don't you fucking lie to me." while he's balls deep in you, skin slapping loudly against yours in the backseat of his car. He just kindly offered you a drive home, and then one thing led to another and you ended up on his lap having his big hands moving your hips up and down. "That's it, admit how much you missed me 'n bounce on this cock, baby. Admit it."

Ex!Gojo fucks you harder when he's your ex, making sure you're super full and stuffed with his cock. He loves molding your tiny hole to accommodate his shape, hitting your sweet spots with mean pounding thrusts until you scream those three little words for him. "I miss you!" he smiles when he hears this, presses his forehead to yours and coos while cumming inside, "Missed you too, baby. Missed this pussy. You know it's m-mine forever, don't you? No one can fuck you better than I can..." and it's true, no one knows the map of your sweet spots and erogenous zones better than he does. He's masterful at pleasuring you.

Ex!Gojo cums inside you more than he did while you two were dating. Who knows why. Seems like his animalistic, primal brain kicked in and he thought well if I put a baby in you... you'll have a piece of me forever. You'll have to come back to me. And his seed is potent. You bet you're getting pregnant. He has the wolfiest smile when you bitterly show him the pregnancy test. "Ooh, baby I'm so proud of that little pussy for getting pregnant. Let's have a celebratory fuck."

Ex!Gojo knows that no matter where you go, he'll always find you. His high school sweetheart. His five year girlfriend. The mother of his child. The only woman that's ever had such a strong hold on him. The only one he's ever been weakened by.

Ex!Gojo cries sometimes after creaming up inside your pussy, "Please come back... I miss you so bad..." and starts sobbing like a puppy into the crook of your neck when you run your fingers through his snowy hair.

Ex!Gojo feels his broken heart get pieced back together when you finally return to him. And just like that, he slots half his soul into yours. "Baby... you're the best thing this world ever gave me. Just let me marry you, please..."

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[kingofthe-egirls]

SAY IT: LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: sex, luffy asking you to say dirty things, breeding kink, spoilers post wano)

(a/n: i am giggling like a maniac)

words: 1.9k

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Luffy loves hearing the sound of his name.

It’s usually in distress or anger, that someone calls his name after he’s done something wrong. But when you say his name, all whispered and broken, his hips pounding into yours as he does something right for a change, over and over again…it’s addicting.

No sarcasm, no hits over the head.

Just your arms around his shoulders as he makes you squeal his name in pleasure.

“Again,” he pants, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, “Say my name again.”

“Luffy!” You yelp out, after a particularly sharp thrust. He’s got your legs draped over his arms. He growls, something deep and low in his throat, before slowing down. He hits it slow and deep, staring down at you with his jaw jut forward.

“Again.”

Luffy has gray eyes—black in the dark—and his pupils are blown. He has sharp clavicles and broad shoulders, scars on his forearms and bruises on his knuckles. His hands are strong and wide.

He sinks his fingers into the flesh of your thighs, holding your legs open as he sits on his knees. You reach up to run your fingers through his dark, sweaty hair. You push it far back enough to reveal his sharp widow’s peak. Luffy is an art piece.

“Say it, slut.”

He’s staring down at you, slowing his pace to a stop. You whine, missing his movements, the massaging of his cock inside you, and you kick. He wraps a thick hand around your knee, forcing your legs open wider.

“Say it.”

His eyes are burning with a fierce passion, the gray sparking obsidian in the blue dark of his cabin.

Your voice is stuck in your throat, suddenly so aware of his strength. He’s Mugiwara no Luffy. He’s the captain of the Straw Hat pirates. He has a fleet and a three billion berry bounty.

He beat Kaido.

He’s liberated countless lives.

He’s eaten the human-human fruit, mythic type, Nika.

He’s a god.

And he’s asking you to say his name.

Luffy swallows, suddenly dropping to his elbows on either side of your head. He buries his face in your neck and shudders out a heavy breath.

“Please, baby,” he moans, “Please say m’name, sounds so good when you scream my name, your voice is so pretty baby, please say it~” He whispers in your ear, his breath tickling your skin as his hips start to shallowly thrust into yours.

You wind your fingers in his hair, lips at his ear, as you whisper what he wants to hear. “Luffy,” the first breath of his name is barely audible, “Luffy, Luffy, Luffyyyy~,” you drawl out his name as he groans. His hips speed up.

“That’s it baby, lemme hear ya,” his arms circle your shoulders and upper back, holding you to him in missionary. He rocks against you. “Don’t stop,” he whines into your neck, “Please keep goin’, wanna hear my name when I cum, please baby?” His words are dirty, slurred out and drunken. Luffy’s always like this: demanding one minute and pleading the next. He’s everything to you.

“Luffy, yes captain, Luffy fuck yes—!” Your whispers turn to cries, turn to prayers, turn to whines.

“Luffy Luffy Luuffyyyy~!”

“That’s it, babygirl, just like that,” he croons as his thrusts turn hard and fast. “Take it f’me baby, take it~”

So you do.

You cum around Luffy’s cock with a wail, a shudder, a release. He giggles as he sits up to feel the wetness on his abdomen. He examines the squirt on his palm with a raunchy smile.

“So good f’me, squirtin’ like that,” he mumbles, grinning at your blush.

He crawls back over you, softly laying his weight down on top of you. He presses soft little kisses to your cheeks and forehead. “Hm?” He whispers, making sure you’re okay, “Like that, hm, baby? S’good, isn’t it?” Luffy’s voice is low and cloying. You whine, nodding as you wind your arms around his shoulders. He’s always so sweet to you in bed.

Luffy snickers a little, speeding up.

The feel of his cock is heaven.

“What if—ah—what if I wanna fill ya up?” He hides his face in your neck, licking a stripe up to your jaw. He smooches beneath it, behind your ear, along your chin. His voice rasps low as he dirty talks you into oblivion. “Wanna pump ya full of my cum, wanna see it pourin’ outta ya…” He speeds up a little, “Wanna fuck a baby into ya,” he presses his forehead to yours, his hips snapping in place. He’s got you on your back, legs splayed over his arms as he crushes you into the bed. “Ganna fuck ya full of my kids, hm, sweetheart? Wan’ captain’s kids?”

His words burn holes into your sanity: fully sending you over the edge of desire. You cum around his cock with shudders and a gasp that makes Luffy giggle to hear it.

He slows.

“Say it, baby~” He whispers in your ear, his body pressing hot and heavy against yours. You’ve melted into the bed. His hips are now lazily thrusting against yours in a slow, arrhythmic pace. “Say it or I won’t speed up,” he giggles, pulling back to stare at your face. “Say how bad ya wan’ it,” he murmurs, tracing your face with careful fingers. He’s staring down at you in awe, hips all but stopped as he waits for your answer.

You squirm, the covers all sweaty and tangled beneath you. Luffy’s breeding kink only comes out when he’s really riled up. His sweet face is flushed, all amber gold with strawberries. He’s smiling, even as he starts to pull out.

“Want it!” You squeak, not wanting to lose even an inch of his cock inside you. He slows, pushing back in with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Want what, baby?”

You pout.

“No fair…,” you mumble, squirming around. He giggles, sitting up on his knees so he can hold your hips in place. “S’embarrassing…,” you whine. He arches an eyebrow.

“Embarrassed to say how bad ya need captain’s cum? Dontcha need it, though?” He asks curiously, tilting his head. As if he actually didn’t know the answer.

You scoff.

“Fine, I need it,” you whisper, lips pouting as you turn your head to the side. Luffy grips your cheeks in one hand, suddenly rough as he forces you to look at him. His eyes are a sharp black as he stares down at you with a cold curiosity.

“Not good enough,” he states. He sits up, and pulls out halfway. His abs shudder with heavy breaths. He pins you to the bed with his gaze. “Say how bad ya need it. I know you’re a slut f’me,” he pulls out a little more, and you whine for the lack of him. He grins. “See?”

Fuck.

You don’t know why you hesitate, something about the intensity Luffy gets when he’s like this…it’s electric.

Luffy pulls out all the way.

“Guess ya don’t want it,” he says with a shrug. He reaches for his hat on the foot of the bed, placing it on his spiky black hair. Just as he’s about to stand, you kick a leg out to stop him. You sit up, grabbing for his arm. Your fingers squeeze around his rock hard bicep. Fuck.

“Need it.”

Luffy looks at you the way he looks at food. Ravenous. He’s over you in an instant. He doesn’t need to ask you again; you’re babbling for him.

“Need you so bad, Luffy! Need your cum inside me,” he’s positioned himself over you, sitting on his knees again, “Wanna feel it, wanna feel—,” you hiccup, stumbling over such dirty words, “Wanna feel you pump me full—of your cum,” you whisper, as Luffy lines himself up with your entrance. He tsks, shaking his head.

“Louder.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, “Luffy! Want it so bad!” Your voice is cracked, almost foreign with how lustful it sounds to your own ears. “Want—want your kids, Luffy, wanna feel you fuck a baby into me!”

Luffy smiles, and finally, finally pushes all the way back in.

“That’s a good princess,” he says, low. His hands sear into your hips, as he pulls you flush against him. He’s big.

He smirks. “Now, was that so bad?”

You huff, still hot from the filthy words he’s made you say.

Luffy starts fucking you slowly, eyes locked on the place where you connect. He drags his cock in and out, savoring every moment. He licks his lips. Head tilted back, he moans.

“Say my name, princess~”

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to you. He hooks one leg over his shoulder, lowering down to kiss you. You whisper a broken Luuffyyy into his lips.

“That’s good,” he pants, speeding up. His thrusts are smooth, languid. “Say my name til I tell ya ta stop. Don’t wanna ask anymore.” His voice is low, growled against your lips. You swallow his words like honey. You start speaking, and don’t stop.

“Captain Luffy, please Luffy please don’t stop fucking me, I need it so bad baby I need captain’s cock!” You heave in a ragged breath, pleasure clouding your senses until there is nothing else but him.

And that’s how he likes it.

Luffy overwhelms you, speeding up as he smothers you with his weight. It’s all you can do to hold on.

“Want your cum Luffy want it so bad,” you start rocking your hips upward to meet his thrusts. It’s still slow and sensual, as Luffy enjoys every minute of it. His eyes are closed in bliss.

“Luffy, captain, you’re so sexy baby you’re so good at sex, Luffy, don’t ever wanna stop Luffy Luffy Luffy!,” your voice starts rasping, gone pitchy with pleasure. You start saying his name over and over, all Luffy, Luffy, Luffyyy~

Luffy is starting to get close to his edge, you can tell by the way his eyes squeeze shut and his hands tighten on your waist. He pulls out for a second, flipping you over onto all fours before you can protest.

He shoves his way back into your pussy, hard and fast as a jackhammer.

“Fuck, sweets,” he pushes your head down into the mattress, finishing inside you with a rough thrust and a strangled groan.

He pumps you full, all white hot and gooey. Your pussy twitches as pulls out, as he watches it spill down your thighs. He swipes a finger through it, before bringing it up to your lips. “Suck,” he commands, so you do. His spunk tastes awful, but it’s his so you love it, no matter the taste.

Finally, Luffy sighs.

He flops backward on the mattress, while you stay bent over on all fours. You’re blissed out, happy as a satisfied cat. You see Luffy drag a hand down his face, before you poke his thigh with your foot. “Captain?”

He lets out a loud groan.

Luffy sits up on his elbows, all flushed and sweaty. “Say I did a good job?” he commands, suddenly shy as he asks for reassurance.

You sit up, crawling over to him even as his spunk still drips out of you.

You bring his hand to your face, his palm on your cheek, before you kiss it. “You’re the best.”

He smiles, and thunks his head back into the mattress. “So are you.”

You smile, and lean down to cuddle your captain. He’s soft and sweaty, all warm from exertion. Your bodies melt together, made perfectly for each other, as you both fall into a deep, pleasurable sleep.

[aurorawritestoescape]

THE BURGLARY

written with @milla-frenchy

Pairing: burglar!Joel Miller x f!reader x burglar!Tommy Miller

Summary: two men break into your house and take more than just your valuables.

TW: 18+ mdni. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. NON-CON. Smut. Violence, suffocation, knife/gun play, penetration with a gun, mfm, bondage, degradation, praise, oral (male receiving), a depraved game, butt and pussy slapping, unprotected piv, creampies, cum eating, swearing.

Word count: 4,6k

A/n: @milla-frenchy and I wrote this fic as our contribution to Dead Dove December by @romana-after-dark. Romana, thank you for hosting this amazing event celebrating dark fic! @milla-frenchy I had so much fun writing with you! I love you, baby!❤️🫂Dividers by @saradika-graphics

If you’re sensitive to any of the warnings, do not read the fic! We don’t condone the actions of the characters. It is all fictional!

MILLA’S MASTERLIST | MY MASTERLIST

You’re standing in front of the bathroom mirror, the sound of water filling the tub is calming and hypnotizing. You’re wearing nothing but a pink robe, soft and warm. You untie it and open it wide before your gaze travels down to your breasts. You cup them gently and rub the nipples with your thumbs. They perk up at the touch and you flutter your eyes shut as the waves of arousal are spreading through every nerve in your body. One hand leaves your breast and glides down to caress your tummy and then mound. You dip your finger in between your folds and swirl it around your slightly wet clit. When you open your eyes, the mirror reflects your blown pupils back to you. You contemplate getting your vibrator from the drawer and using it in the bath. Your husband is away on a business trip and he won’t be back for a few more days but the idea of waiting for him to satisfy your desire excites you so you take a deep breath trying to calm down.

You take the robe off and hang it next to the sinks. You turn around, come up to the already full tub and bend over to check the water temperature. This is when he grabs you.

The iron grip of his hand is holding your wrists behind your back. His bulge is pushing in between your naked asscheeks. He’s big and strong and you’re helpless against him. He’s keeping you bent over the full bath and then pushes your torso down. Your head is submerged in the tub and you scream and thresh about but your cries are completely silenced by the water suffocating you. Your attempts to break free are fruitless. His fist is clenching your hair and it burns like hell but the pain in your burning lungs overshadows everything else. You’re trying to free yourself from his hold, to kick him and push him away but his beastly strength doesn’t let you.

You’re about to black out when he lifts your head by your hair and your mouth finally takes a life-giving breath. You cough and cry trying to get as much oxygen as he lets you and exclaim, “No, no, stop it, please!”

He growls and pulls your torso up and flush against his chest. You’re covered in water droplets, already cold and shivering but for another reason. The stranger might kill you and the thought makes you tremble and beg for mercy,

“I’ll give you everything, I’ll do anything! Pls let me go..”

You’re crying and screaming but he’s deaf to your pleas. You feel his breath on your cheek and he bites it. He doesn’t break the skin but the pain makes you wail. The man shakes your body and laughs, “Silly girl, the louder you scream the harder it’ll make me.”

Your back is pressed to his broad chest and your whole body is shaking as if electricity is going through every part of you.

“I saw you touching yourself, little slut. Made me hard like a rock,” he bucks his hips into your ass and you feel his clothed hard-on. “I coulda just taken what I wanted and left. But now I think I’ll take this pussy too.” He slaps your mound a little harder than a lover would and a whine escapes your lips.

“Started without me?”

You feel even more terrified if it’s even possible when you hear another voice.

“Nah, just gave this pretty slut a wash. Don't wanna touch her husband's crusted cum on her. We gonna leave our own.”

“Right, brother.” They laugh and you feel you might be sick. It can’t be happening. The sobs are shaking your body as you’re trying to turn your head to the side so you could see the new man.

“Please, let me go,” you plead, hoping the other intruder will be kinder to you.

The first attacker yanks your whole body to the side, turning you away from the tub so you’d face the second man. Your tears make his image blurry, resembling a dark shadow. He’s wearing all black and his face is hidden behind a balaclava. He sounds younger than the other one and is not as huge but he’s still bigger than you. He comes up close, takes your wet cheeks between his gloved fingers and pushes making your lips pout. You mewl and they both laugh. His other hand darts to your mound and he grabs your pussy squeezing your flesh with his harsh fingers. You whine and he looks at the other attacker over your shoulder, “She’s so soft and pretty. Can’t wait to use her.”

His accomplice hums in agreement, pressing his covered chin to your cheek and rubbing your delicate skin with the material of his mask, “need her to open the safe first.”

The second man agrees and steps out of the way while you’re being pushed to the door and into the master bedroom. You walk clumsily but as soon as you reach the doorframe you push all your weight to the side making your capturer crash into the door. Startled for a moment he eases his grip on you and you launch forward. The wetness of your body helps you to slip out of his hands and you’re running out of the room and along the hall crying for help as loud as you can.

Thoughts rush through your head as you realize that you need to get out of the house. So you race to the stairs but as soon as you reach them a hand grips your hair and pulls you back. It hurts and you try to break free but the man overpowers you with ease, drops his weight on you and you both fall on the floor. He grumbles and you realize that it’s the second intruder. He grabs your hands and ties your wrists behind your back with a rope.

“Stop, please, no!” you cry out, feeling pain in your scalp and body but the ache is dull as all your senses are fully focused on survival.

“Slippery bitch!” the younger man spits out and having restrained your hands, sits up on the back of your thighs panting heavily. He slaps your naked asscheek and you sob, tears soaking the carpet.

You hear steps and the first man comes up to you from the side. “Nice try, little slut,” he mocks you, pushing your shoulder lightly with the tip of his black boot. He orders to take you back to the bedroom.

You’re sitting on the floor in front of the safe in your walk-in closet. The men are towering behind you not afraid of you running away as your hands are securely restrained and you look and feel exhausted from the nerves and your attempts to break free.

The bigger man crouches next to you and his gloved fingers grasp your hair. Like a puppeteer he turns your head to him and rumbles, “Password, sweetie.” You begin saying the numbers immediately not seeing the point in protecting your valuables while your life is at stake.

“Please, take everything, just let me go… please,” you beg with a shaking voice but a carnal grin flashes in the opening of his balaclava and panic grips your heart.

“Open your pretty mouth, sweetheart,” he coos at you with a fake care as the other man chuckles and you see him bringing a knife to your face. It looks like a switchblade. You start pleading and crying again, horrifying images flooding your mind. Not waiting for you to calm down, the intruder turns the knife handle up and inserts it into your mouth.

“Hold it,” he orders, “just imagine it’s your husband’s dick. Bite it real hard, I’m sure you’re mad at him for leaving you alone now.”

He pushes your head down to the safe and you bend over awkwardly trying not to fall, knife between your teeth.

You hear the other man’s voice, “Press the buttons for us, princess, come on,” his voice is soft but it makes your hair stand up.

You sob and the knife nearly falls out of your mouth but you clench your teeth around it more tightly and bring the blade to the buttons.

“That’s our girl,” the first man mumbles, as his hand in your hair keeps you from falling.

You push the numbers with the tip of the blade and hear beeps. “You have a nice ass, baby,” the second intruder comments, apparently ogling your butt while you are bending over. You hear a click of the safe door and they push you out of the way hurrying to get their hands on the things they came for. At least you hope they came just for that.

You look up at them, wondering what they're going to do to you. You still hope they will leave, now that you've opened the safe for them.

You try not to panic and focus on your breathing. You can see their dark eyes through the openings of their balaclavas. They look at each other communicating without a word, and then the bigger one turns to you.

“How much time do we have?” he asks his accomplice, his gaze locked with yours.

“Half an hour, easy,” the other man replies.

Your hairs stand up and your breath catches in your throat. You feel that your brain is trying to convince itself that they are not going to hurt you more. You don't dare imagine what they are capable of.

The younger one grabs you by both arms and forces you to get up.

“We have plenty of time to have a little fun,” he laughs, dragging you towards your bedroom. You try to resist, but in vain. He turns around and pushes you against the wall. His hand grips your throat and you watch him in fear as he removes his balaclava. He has brown, shoulder-length wavy hair, and a mustache. The fact that he is uncovering his face terrifies you. These men don't care if you can describe them, and you wonder if you will make it out alive.

He brings his face closer to yours, to the point where your noses could touch, and leans his pelvis against you. You feel his hard cock on your lower belly and the last hope your mind was trying to cling to is now gone. He tilts his head to the side and smiles, looking at you. You hear his brother laugh behind him and say “you’re a fuckin’ psycho, Tommy.” He takes off his balaclava as well, and his face appears behind his brother. He has short, brown hair, a light beard and a mustache. You try to memorize their faces, in case you can describe them to the police. Later.

That “later” fades away when Tommy moves closer to your cheek and slowly licks his way to your cheekbone. You start shaking like a leaf and he laughs, unties your hands behind your back, and grabs your arm before tugging you after him. He pushes you onto the bed, where you fall on your back.

You try to get up, but the other man pulls a gun out of the back of his jeans and points it at you,

“You’re starting to piss me off, sweetheart, so I’m gonna set things straight. We'll fuck you and then we’ll leave. If you struggle, you'll turn us on even more. If you scream, we'll fuck you harder. Do I make myself clear?”

His icy voice, his words stop you and you lie down again. He hands the gun to Tommy and says “I’m gonna need my hands.”

You widen your eyes when he unzips his jeans and pulls out his cock. Thick. Much too big.

“Oh, sweetie, judging by your reaction, your husband has a small dick,” he says, laughing again. His brother chuckles too and adds, “She’s so not ready for our cocks, Joel.” He grabs your legs and pulls them towards him to lay you down.

Joel approaches the bed, slowly jerking off, and kneels on the bed at your side, before bringing his cock closer to your face, “Now you’re gonna suck me off, sweetheart. And after any dumb move from you, my brother will blow your brains out, ok?”

You nod. Your only hope now is that they end this quickly. You try to put aside another source of anxiety that is gnawing at your heart - their uncovered faces.

Joel taps your face with his cock twice before you part your lips slightly, and he says "Sweetie, open wide, or it ain’t gonna fit". You hold back the tears that are stinging your eyes, and you open your mouth wider. He slides the tip into your mouth, and you round your lips around it. He doesn't wait any longer, and sinks into you, holding your head in his hands.

He stops halfway down his member, then pulls back, before thrusting in with one stroke, making you choke. You hear Tommy laugh and can no longer hold back your tears as panic overtakes you and amplifies your suffocation. “Stop it, Tommy, you’re scaring the little thing!” Joel says with a chuckle.

He pulls out of your mouth and releases your head, and you feel Tommy get between your thighs. You murmur, “No, please”, but Joel adds, “Come on, sweetheart, my little brother needs to get his dick wet, too, right?”

Tommy rubs his cock against your folds, then against your clit. His tip rubs it several times, and to your horror you feel your pussy getting wet.

“Little slut is so wet for our cocks, Joel, can you believe it?”

“They always are. All fuckin’ whores.”

Tommy pulls back a little and looks at his cock, before slowly pushing it into your pussy, and growls "Fuck...she's tight, man." You wince as you feel your folds parted.

“Point your gun at her. I’m gonna fuck her throat, I don’t want her to do anything stupid.”

Tommy cocks his gun at your head and starts fucking you, thrusting deeper. Joel grabs your temples with his hands again, and his erect cock sinks in your mouth. He grips your head tighter, and quickly fucks your mouth, grunting. Your saliva pools against his member, and he is thrusting deeper and deeper, at the same pace as his brother is fucking your pussy. His cock hits the back of your throat, and he suddenly pauses, holding your nose pressed against his pubes.

“Don’t move, sweetie.”

You try to calm down, your mind in shock at what’s happening to you. In your home, where you should be safe. He finally pulls away, before thrusting in again, yet not going all the way to your throat.

“You’re taking us good, baby”, Tommy says, leaning over you and pressing his nose to your neck, the gun against your temple.

Still fucking your mouth, Joel tells his brother,“Stretch her with the gun. The handle. Let’s see if her little pussy can take it. Afraid I’ll split her in two with my cock.”

You want to scream, your mouth full of Joel’s cock, but only a vague moan leaves your mouth.

“And I’m the psycho?” Tommy laughs, pulling out and sitting up.

Joel pulls out too, and moves away from you with his hard cock in his hand, watching Tommy position the handle of the gun at your entrance with one gloved hand, and pressing your stomach with the other to hold you against the bed. He pushes gently and you cry out, “No, please stop, it won’t fit!”

“We’ll make it fit. You’re wet enough to take it.”

He keeps pushing, and the tip of the handle sinks into you.

“Say ‘thank you’ to Tommy for stretching you, sweetheart.”

You feel like you're going to pass out. You look at their faces, their eyes fixed on your pussy dilated around the gun, and you try to relax. A part of you wants to rebel and fight, but the other one takes over, knowing that you have no way out of this.

“Look, Joel, she's dripping. Good that we’re using the handle, she woulda ruined the barrel with her wetness,” Tommy comments and they laugh again degrading you.

“Ok, pull it out. She’s ready. Gonna fuck her now”, Joel says and adds, “Get on all fours.”

You don't move, too scared at the idea of what happens next, and Tommy points the muzzle at your forehead. Your tears start to fall again and you finally turn around, exposing your ass to Joel and standing on your hands and knees on the bed.

“I forgot that you had such a nice ass, sweetie!”

“Please… don’t do that”, you whimper with sobs in your voice.

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna damage your ass. Don’t have the time for that. There’s one more thing we’ll have to do, after we’re done with you.”

You don't have time to ask or even think what they want to do next, Tommy is already on the bed pressing his cock against your mouth. Joel grabs your hips with his hands, and thrusts into you in one swift move. You suffocate under the intrusion, and Tommy pushes his cock in between your lips.

“Come on, baby, be a good girl and let me fuck this wet hole of yours,” Joel mumbles opening your thighs wider and begins fucking you with quick thrusts. Then he slides his hand down to your clit and you try to shake your head, but Tommy holds you tight, his cock buried in your mouth.

Joel coos at you, “Come on, sweetheart, wanna feel your pussy squeeze my big cock.”

You try to resist, but his finger slides against your clit perfectly. You tell yourself that it will end faster if he gets what he wants and let your mind retreat, and the emotions in your body take over. You feel your orgasm building, and your pussy begins to contract.

“Tommy… little slut is clenching my dick so hard, and she hasn't come yet”, he groans with a smile.

Tommy pulls your hair with his hand, and pushes his cock into your mouth one more time, before pulling out, gloved fingers clasped around his shaft. You moan, and cum on Joel's cock while your eyes roll back and your legs are shaking. He’s groaning, feeling your spasms around his cock, “Fuckin’ hell, little slut must be so bored with her husband.”

Tommy’s carnal gaze is sliding down your body and he looks manic when he lifts his eyes at Joel and asks with a smile, “wanna play like that time?”

Joel looks back at him, pulls out of your crying pussy and chuckles, “you’re fucking crazy, brother.”

“Why?” Tommy mumbles running his gloved hand through your messy hair. He looks right into your eyes drinking your fear and his cock twitches.

“The last one wanted it. This one looks too gentle.”

Tommy leans over you bringing his face so close you smell cigarettes on his breath and tells Joel,

“She might surprise us, brother. I’m sure she’s freaky. Aren’t you, princess?”

He grabs your pussy and you gasp. Your gaze darts to Joel who watches his brother’s fingers massage your wet folds and begins stroking his cock,

“Fuck, yeah, let’s do it. If she chokes my cock till I come… might spare her.”

You hear his words and sobs are about to break out of your chest but Tommy senses it and places his free hand over your mouth, “we’ll play one game, princess and then we’ll leave, deal?”

He’s waiting for the answer but you can’t agree without knowing what this psycho means so you just stare at him with fearful eyes.

He straightens up glancing at his brother, “Fuck, I forgot I don’t have to ask cos I have this,” he takes out a gun from his waistband and waves it at you.

“On your mark, brother,” he says to Joel and the bigger man grabs your legs and pulls you roughly on the bed towards him. His cock pushes between your folds and you moan.

“See! The whore loves it!” Tommy points at your with his gun, triumphant smile on his face and you feel a tip of a cock thrust into you. Joel’s huge member parts your folds again and you plead for him to stop but he doesn’t hold back as its head jams right into your cervix after a couple of deep and hard thrusts.

“Hey, hey, Joel. You’ll come too soon! Where’s fun in that?”

Joel pauses his movements deep inside you and you look at the men with confusion and fear twisting your face. What game are they going to play with you? And are you going to survive it?”

“Ready?” Tommy asks and you catch your breath waiting for the worst. Then Tommy leans down a little and slaps your pussy with his leathered palm, just a few inches from the place where his brother’s cock is buried deep inside you. You cry out when the pain catches you off guard and to your horror realize that it’s quickly mixing with pressure. Joel grunts shutting his eyes for a second and then opens them to glance at his brother, “Fuck, you were right. She’s squeezing me real good. Fucking chocking my cock, little slut.”

You sense your walls contract around his girthy length and you hate yourself for it. “That’s just one”, Tommy warns as he lands another blow to your tortured pussy. “Two,” he counts and you mewl, your eyes rolling back while Joel’s groaning through his teeth and plants his hands on the bed at your sides.

“What is it, brother? She’s so pretty and sweet that you’re about to come already?” Tommy mocks the man and Joel looks up at him with a pained and angry expression.

Tommy backs off with his hands in the air still chuckling and then comes back to slap your clit again.

As soon as he says, “Three” you feel warmth filling your pussy up as Joel is coming with a long growl grasping your hips leaving white marks on your soft skin. He starts thrusting into your core again pumping you full of his spend and you feel sick when your core is tightening. You won’t come. You won’t give it to him.

“Holy fuck, princess, you have a magic pussy. To make my bro bust a nut just after three slaps!” He laughs and takes your head in his hands kissing your mouth. First as a joke he pecks your lips but after parting from you for a second he comes back for more as his tongue pushes between your lips. You freeze when he’s stealing another part of you, licking into your mouth while his brother prolongs his climax with short thrusts into your swollen pussy.

Finally Tommy parts from you and straightens up grabbing his cock. “Fuck, Joel, my turn. This bitch is so hot.” He looks into your eyes while Joel pulls out his semi hard cock, and you feel his cum leaking out of your stretched hole and slide down to your asshole.

The men switch positions and now Joel is standing over you while Tommy gets on the bed between your shaking legs. He sits on his heels staring at your hole and says in a calm but stern voice, “Squeeze it out, princess.” It’s so sick that you’re blinking at him until suddenly he directs his gun at you and repeats his command a little louder, “I said squeeze out the cum, little slut!”

You swallow loudly and tighten your muscles. With a satisfied grin he’s watching a string of milky liquid flow out of your hole.

“We need to hurry up,” Joel rumbles, zipping up his pants.

“Yeah, yeah…” Tommy replies, seemingly deaf to his brother’s words, his gaze fully focused on your pussy.

Still having his gloves on he brings his hand to your folds and pushes two fingers into your hole. Then he takes them out and climbs over your body. Without a word be pushes the leathered digits between your lips,with an order, “Clean them up, princess.” You do as you’re told, tasting Joel’s bitter cum and leather on your tongue.

“Good slut,” Tommy half praises half degrades you watching your tongue swirl around his covered digits.

“Fuck, Tommy, come on!” Joel hurries up his brother and the younger man finally listens, gets between your thighs and pushes his cock in with a growl. He slides in easily, your pussy wet with Joel’s cum and stretched out well.

“Come on, baby, let’s win this thing,” he says and you mewl, knowing what’s coming next.

Joel’s hand hits your pussy harsher than Tommy’s and you jolt from the pain. The younger man is hissing through his teeth looking at your swollen reddish folds. He shivers and grips your hips tighter. “Fuck you’re choking my cock, baby!”

Joel doesn’t wait long to stroke you again and a tear slides down the side of your face. Tommy shuts his eyes tilting his head back and as another slap lands on your poor clit you moan and squeeze Tommy’s cock so well it pushes him over. His balls tighten and he shoots his cum deep inside your core. His seed mixes with Joel’s and it’s too much cum for your poor pussy so it leaks out of you in globs pushed out by Tommy’s cock still moving inside you. When he stills panting heavily, he pulls out and announces, “Three-three, bro! Guess we’re both suckers for her pussy”. He tucks his cock away hastily and when he’s ready he leans over your swollen mound and gives it a peck, whispering, “killer-pussy!”

Joel is already gathering the things they’re taking with them and you’re lying not moving a muscle wishing for them to forget about you and leave. But soon Joel comes up to the bed and you see a phone in his hand. He reaches to your face and you flinch, “Shhh, sweetheart, it’s gonna be over soon. Just wanna take a few photos, for the memories,” he mocks you with a smirk trying to fix your messy hair and wiping your face with his sleeve.

“Give me, I’ll do it,” Tommy appears from behind Joel taking the phone from his brother. He directs the camera at your face and commands, “Smile, princess, show us how happy you’re that we’re leaving.”

You smile weakly and he takes a few photos of you splayed on the bed, marks covering your skin. He makes you open your legs and takes a photo of your pussy leaking out their spend on your marital bed. Then he’s checking the photos and mumbles talking to you ,

“You’re a great fuck, princess. Can’t believe your asshole of a husband gets to have you whenever he wants…he’ll have a hard time filling your pussy after we stretched you that good,” he laughs and adds, “we might come back for more one day.” He says it in a seemingly benign manner looking into your eyes but you see a threat rooted in his words. “Keep your little mouth shut and forget our faces or these pictures of you will be everywhere. Surely your hubby will have to say bye-bye to his political career. You got me?” His gaze is serious and intent and you nod hastily.

Your heart is beating fast when you see Tommy take black bags from Joel. Will they keep their promise and leave you alive?

“Take care, princess,” you hear Tommy’s voice as he puts his balaclava back on and walks out of the door. Joel doesn’t say anything. With his face already covered he heads to the door, stops right outside and turns his head to you. He brings his gloved finger to his lips in a silent sign, and then leaves as quietly as he came.

Thank you for reading!

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[russo-woso]

Captain || Kim Little x reader

Request | Masterlist | prompt list

Warning smut 18+

Summary You reward Kim for being a good captain

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Everyone had gone into the Bayern Munich match with high hopes and positive attitudes.

You all knew it was going to be a tough game, but you were prepared for it.

What you didn’t expect was to be down 4-2 in the 80th minute.

As the clock ticked down more and more, you got more violent, wanting to prevent as many goals and chance as possible.

However, after one particularly vicious tackle, the ref blew her whistle, indicating a free kick.

She also reached into her pocket, showing you the yellow card.

“Y/N, stop it!” Kim shouted at, taking a deep breath in before continuing to shout. “There’s no need for it! Grow up!”

Although Kim was telling you off, you could help but think how hot she looked.

Her biceps flexed as she lifted her hands, the captain armband sitting perfectly on them.

She noticed the smirk appear on your face, making her frown at you.

“What?”

“You just look so sexy. I’m thinking of The things I’m gonna do to you after the match.” You whispered in her ear, her face turning bright red.

“Stop it.” She whispered, trying to stop herself from blushing even more.

“Never.”

The game continued, the final score being 5-2.

Everyone got changed before getting onto the bus and arriving at the hotel.

You and Kim got to your room, the image of her on the pitch earlier still fresh in your mind.

Of course, you’d seen her with the armband on before, many times, but this time was different, this time she was telling you off, and that was with ten times sexier.

You decided to unpack Kim’s match day bag as a good gesture, but your eyes widened as soon as you set your eyes on the bright red armband.

“What’s this, love?” You asked with a smirk

“I thought we could make use of it later.” Kim said, an identical smirk on her face.

“If only the rest of the team could see this side of you. What would they think of their captain then?” You whispered, your lips centimetres away from hers.

“They never will. Only you’ll see this side of me.” Kim muttered, connecting your lips.

Your hands made their way to Kim’s hips, pulling her into you.

You both grabbed at each other’s clothes as the kiss deepened.

Within minutes, both of you were completely naked, your bodies flush together.

You pulled away from the kiss, catching your breath before reaching for the armband.

You gently lifted Kim’s arm, putting it on her.

You couldn’t help but stare in awe at the woman below you.

“You look so hot.” You murmured, your lips attaching themselves to her collarbone.

A moan escaped Kim’s mouth as you sucked harshly, marking her skin.

“Baby, please.” Kim whined, resting hand on the back of your neck, pushing you into her skin.

You obeyed her pleads, kissing down her body until you reached her drenched core.

“Gonna show you how good of a captain you are.” You whispered, kissing her clit teasingly.

Kim just responded with a moan.

“Please…”

Without any warning, your tongue slipped into her core.

Kim’s hand immediately went to your hair, pulling and tugging it violently.

You moaned shamelessly into her core.

“Doing so well, baby.” You told her before sucking her clit.

You brought your fingers up to her pussy, your middle finger slipping in.

Kim cried at the feeling.

“You close, love?” You questioned, adding a second finger.

“So close! Please don’t stop. Please.” Kim begged

You started curling your fingers as you sucked her clit harder, desperate to watch her fall apart.

“Cum for me, love. Go on, baby.”

Kim screamed your name shamelessly as her pussy tightened around your fingers.

You worked her through her orgasm, stopping when it got too much for her.

“You okay?” You asked, watching her breathe in and out, catching her breath.

“I’m definitely keeping this armband. I think that’s your answer.”

[liz-on-leash]

Hit us with that muffin top kink ;)

Could have done better with this one but oh well, consider this an exercise for a kink that I just discovered has a term for it, lol.

You spot Natty, strutting her stuff down the hallway, her thick frame barely filling out her skimpy outfit. 

Her flat stomach, barely covered by a cropped top, jiggles slightly as she walks, revealing a hint of what you crave—that soft, plump muffin top. 

You feel your dick twitch with anticipation. This Thai slut is gonna get the fucking of her life.

As she passes by, you grab her by the arm, your fingers digging into her delicate skin. 

Natty lets out a startled squeak, her big eyes widening. "Ugh, what the fuck are you doing?" she hisses, trying to sound tough, but you can see the fear in her trembling body.

"Shut the fuck up, you fat bitch," you growl, tightening your grip until she winces.

Dragging her towards an empty dressing room, you throw her inside and slam the door shut. The room is dimly lit, perfect for what you have planned. 

Natty tries to back away, her eyes darting around for an escape, but there's nowhere to go.

"Please, no, fuck..." she whimpers, her voice shaking. "I-I.. Don't hurt me."

You laugh, a deep, menacing sound. "Oh, I'm gonna hurt you, you fucking tease. Been showing off that hot body on stage, making fans drool over that goddamn waist and those plump thighs. But you know what I want, don't you?"

Natty's eyes flicker down to her midsection, and she swallows hard. "N-no, please..."

Without warning, you deliver a sharp punch to her exposed midriff, the sound of your fist connecting with her soft flesh echoing in the small room. 

"Oof!" she grunts, her body folding over as she clutches her stomach. You've barely warmed up, but already her eyes are watering from the pain.

"That's right, bitch," you snarl, grabbing a handful of her hair and forcing her to look at you. "You're gonna take this punishment like a good bitch.”

Kicking her legs apart, you tower over her, your boots inches from her face. "Check out that fucking muffin top.” You run your hand roughly over her distended belly. "So fucking soft and squishy. Bet it jiggles like a bowl of jelly when I pound your cunt."

Natty whimpers, her face contorting in humiliation and pain. You lean down, your hot breath against her ear. "Gonna mark this pretty delicious body, make it clear who owns this sweet meat."

Your fist connects with her stomach again, and again, each blow leaving a red imprint on her pale skin. She's crying now, snot and tears mixing as she begs for mercy. But you just laugh, spitting in her face.

"Begging isn't gonna save that pretty belly of yours, slut. Gonna punch and kick it until it's black and blue, till you piss yourself.”

You pull back your leg and deliver a brutal kick to her abdomen, the force lifting her off the ground. 

Natty screams, a high-pitched sound that fuels your sick desire. She's writhing on the floor, clutching her stomach, but you're not done yet.

"Scream for me, bitch," you pant, your dick throbbing with excitement. "Feel that pain, feel it deep in your gut. Going to make you hurt so good."

As you stand over her, ready to deliver another blow, you notice a warm wetness spreading between her legs. 

Natty's eyes are squeezed shut, her face contorted in agony. She's pissing herself, just like you wanted.

"You filthy whore," you whisper, your voice hoarse with barely contained lust. "Let it go, let it all out. Feel that shame.” 

You give one last vicious kick, and her body goes limp, her cries turning to whimpers. Her jean shorts are soaked, the smell of urine filling the room. You stand there, catching your breath, admiring your handiwork. 

"Fucking perfect," you mutter, stroking your aching cock through your pants. Natty's soft, abused body lies at your feet.

You're buzzing with excitement, ready to claim this bitch's body and mark it as your territory. You kick off your pants, freeing your rock-hard cock, already leaking pre-cum. 

Natty's eyes go wide as she realizes what's about to happen, her fear-filled gaze locking onto your throbbing member.

Then you rip her shorts, the fabric tearing easily under your strength, exposing her plump, shaved pussy. Her pussy lips are swollen, already wet with her piss. 

You can't resist the urge to touch, so you reach down, smacking a handful of her cunt, squeezing it roughly. Natty lets out a pitiful whine, her body trembling.

"Fucking love it when they're this wet," you grunt, your fingers digging into her soft flesh. "Been dreaming of this tight Thai pussy, just waiting to be fucked raw."

Your other hand goes to her top, tearing the flimsy fabric, baring her ample breasts. Her tits are perfect, big and round, with pink nipples that stand erect from the cool air. 

You slap one breast, then the other, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. Her back is arching, but you just laugh, enjoying the power you have over her.

"Such pretty tits, shame they gotta get ruined," you say, squeezing and twisting her nipples until they're red and bruised.

Natty's body is a mess of red marks and bruises, her cries filling the room as you continue to abuse her. 

But it's time to take this to the next level. Positioning yourself between her legs, you line up your cock with her pussy, the head pressing against her swollen lips.

"Stay away… Don't rape me..." she begs, her voice vibrate from screaming and pain.

Ignoring her pleas, you thrust forward, penetrating her in one motion. Natty screams, her body convulsing as you fill her tight cunt. Her pussy is hot and wet, gripping your cock, but you don't hold back, pounding into her hard.

"Oh fuck, take it deep, you bitch!" you grunt, gripping her soft waist, the flesh spilling over your fingers. "Feel my big cock in your guts."

With each thrust, you watch her tummy jiggle, the soft flesh rippling with every stroke. The sight drives you wild, and you pound into her harder, your balls slapping against her ass. 

Natty's screams turn to incoherent babbles, her body shaking as another wave of urine escapes, soaking the floor beneath her.

"Keep pissing yourself again," you groan, loving the degradation. "This sweet pussy is mine now, and I'll fuck it till it loosened."

You reach down, gripping her hips, pulling her onto your cock with each thrust, making her meet your vicious pace. 

Natty's eyes are rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as you violate her. Her body is yours to use.

As you feel your climax building, you quicken your pace, your balls drawing up tight. With a deep thrust, you explode inside her, your cock twitching as you empty your load deep in her abused cunt. 

Natty's body spasms beneath you, her cries turning to whimpers as she comes down from her pain-induced high.

Pulling out, you admire your handiwork, your cock still semi-hard and glistening with cum and pussy juice. You slap your wet dick against her swollen tummy, spreading your seed, making her skin slick and sticky.

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: You are moaning in your sleep, saying "Ken", being restless. And you wake up and see him staring at you, he asked what you were dreaming about and well … the rest is history.

C/W ::: Sexy Ken. I'm tapped out as far as brain power goes so just don't read this if you're under 18, please and thank you.

MDNI Under the cut

You awoke to Ken shaking you gently by the shoulder, "Hey, y/n, wake up. You're dreaming." He put his hand against your clavicle and rubbed your chin with his thumb. "Wake up, hey …"

Your eyes shot open and you looked up at him like you were still dreaming. But no, he was here. Next to you and had been the whole time.

"What was that all about?" He asked, sleep still in his voice.

"N-it was nothing." You kissed him and rolled onto your side to face him.

"THAT wasn't nothing. What were you dreaming about?"

"You're not going to let this go, are you? Ok, fine. You were … ugh … you were touching me. Okg'night."

"Oh yeh? Where?" His voice was husky now, and his hand was up further on your throat.

You gestured downward, and you saw his eyes light up.

"Where exactly? You'll have to be more … specific, honey."

His voice was dangerously low now, and his eyes were darkening.

You pointed to your right thigh, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, there? Well, that's not a very fun spot to be touching, now is it?" He moved his hand up your thigh, and you squirmed a bit.

"But that's not where I was touching you. Now was it? C'mon. Tell me the truth, angel. Wanna hear you say it."

You pointed to your cunt and he growled.

"That's more like it, baby. That's where you were touching yourself earlier in the shower, was it not? Naughty girl. And now you want me to help you with that. Don't you? You want me to help you reach all those deep spots that you can only dream about getting to without my help, yeah? Tell me I'm right. Say it."

You nodded and whimpered as he traced his fingers along the elastic on your panties.

"Don't just nod, baby. Use your words. Tell me … show me where you want me to fuck you. Tap on that cunt and show me how wet you are. C'mere, c'mere."

You shuddered at his words and nodded again, this time more vigorously. "Please," you whispered. "Please. Fuck, please!"

He smirked and leaned over to whisper in your ear. "Gonna be screaming my name so loud. So fuckin' loud the neighbors are gonna call the cops on us."

You moaned as he started rubbing your clit through your panties. "Gonna make you cum so many times that you're gonna forget everything but my name. And then I'm gonna fuck you until you can't walk. "

You were already panting by now, and he was still rubbing your clit. "Please, please, please," you whimpered again. "… need you 'n'side me."

He chuckled and started to pull your panties aside.

"Ask nicely."

"P-pl-please … oh god, please …"

You gasped as he slid one finger inside of you.

"So wet, baby. Bet you've been thinking about me fucking you all day, haven't you?" He slowly slid in and out of you, and you could feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm.

"Yes, fuck, yes, yes …" You bucked your hips and moaned as he added another finger.

"That's right, baby. Let it all out. You're gonna cum so hard for me. I'm gonna make you cum so fuckin' hard."

You reached down and started rubbing your clit as he fucked you with his fingers.

"That's it, baby. That's it. You're almost there. Just a little bit more, hun-nee." His tone was dripping in sarcasm. That only fueled the fire growing inside of you to reach a new burning point.

Your moans grew louder and louder, and you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Cum for me! All over my fingers. Do it, baby. Let me hear you scream my name."

You cried out as you came, and he pulled his fingers out of you, climbing on top of you. "That's a good girl, baby. Now it's time to make you scream." He kicked off his boxers and pulled out his cock, which was rock hard and already dripping precum.

"Oh fuck, yes. Please fuck me. Ken … please ... fuck!"

He pushed inside of you in one smooth motion, and you threw your head back in pleasure. "Oh my god, yes! Fuck!" He started thrusting in and out of you, and you felt yourself getting close again.

"That's right, baby. That's it. Cum for me again. Cum … hah … all over my - fffffuhh - cock. Fuck!" He groaned and started thrusting faster and deeper, and you cried out as you came again, your walls tightening around him. "That's it, baby. That's it. Cum for me again. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me, again, baby!"

He was thrusting even harder now, and you were on the verge of tears from the overwhelming pleasure. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He started groaning and grunting, and you knew he was close. "I'm gonna cum, baby. I'm gonna cum! Fuck!" He let out a low moan and came inside of you, filling you up with his cum.

Pulling out of you, he kissed you. You could taste the saltiness of his sweat on his lips.

"Filthy fuckin' baby girl. Fuckin' never gonna get enough of that." You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, breathing in his heavy scent that was dripping in sex.

"'M yours. Forever, baby. All fuckin' yours. Mean it."

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Wooin Yoo x F!reader

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@junggunz (ask and you shall receive 😉)

warnings: SMUT! 18+ Penetration, Creampies, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy, masturbation, degradation, dirty talk, vulgar descriptions of sexual intercourse

All you wanted to do was tease Wooin, you were bored while he was working at the club tonight. All you wanted was to send him a little photo of your thighs squishing together over the surface of your pussy. Maybe even send a little nipple… But it escalated quickly when he warned you not to go any further because he’s working, and he knows how needy he makes you just by the thought of him

Naturally, you didn’t listen. And played the game a bit more when you sent a video of your opening legs, exposing a leaking core and drenched clit. And using your digit pads to rub over it, making the slick create a slow gushy motion sound effect.

That was his limit, completely ignoring anyone’s complaints as Wooin escapes the loud club passing through the laser lights. His priority now was fucking you until you’re basically brain dead.

And now you’re getting bitched at, your back presses hard against your creaking bed. You were unaware of the loud thumping on the wall that had a risk of leaving a thorough dent. Things on your wall that were supposed to be protected by the shelves has fallen to the ground from the impact, thanks to the loud repeated, ‘THUMP, THUMP, THUMP’… You couldn’t give less of a fuck when your irritated boyfriend is sitting on his knees at the near end of your bed. Your legs were placed on his shoulders giving a view of his cock moving back and forth with punishing thrusts.

“You brought this on yourself, (y/n)!”

Wooin finally speaks in between pants and loud moans, not nearly as loud as the screaming you’re filling the air with. Confirming to the neighbors that you are getting railed big time and enjoying it. Enjoying it is an understatement. When the deeper he goes it leaves you revealing white eyes when they roll behind your head. Stars are in view during this insatiable ecstasy… Lewd cries of your skins smacking together, it’s almost embarrassing how wet you are… Droplets of the sticky slick is across your poor bedsheets.

“I don’t have a fucking rubber and I don’t want to pull out. So guess what…”

Wooin makes a shit-eating grin. Clearly informing that he’s not pulling out. To pound your clenching hole relentlessly, he grips your thighs so hard it will leave bright red handprint marks.

A sensation of overbearing will to release as the powering feeling kisses down your body. Heading lower, it leaves loud whines escapes the air from your opened drooling lips.

“gonna make my favorite little cumslut a mommy, yeah? that's what you want right? you beg for my cum so much, i'll just give you what you want"

Wooin moans in the shell of your ear, those words sent you over the edge. Crying out pathetically during the indescribable feeling of the orgasm that he gave you because of the nasty unprotected sex. The hot seed flowing into your body with as much as it could take. You will probably regret it a little later… But you don’t have any thoughts at all right now. Wooin stuffed you with his cum, with the risk of getting you pregnant was clear. It was honestly one of the best orgasms for Wooin too, with the knowledge that he knocked you up. The imagination of your belly growing his baby. His forked tongue slithered across his upper lip.

Wooin sees how much he’s made you look like a little cum slut, your thighs? In, PAIN! Your things you cherished on the shelves? Probably broken… Neighbors? Definitely going to call the landlord to complain and you’ll be kicked out of your apartment. But do you give a fuck? No.

You are completely unaware of the fact that Wooin is so fucking egotistical and takes so much pride in the aftermath of the indescribable fucking… that he’s turned on enough to want to go again.

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Deep | 06

✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 9.2k+

a/n: I will be opening a taglist for the next chapter, if you want to be added please comment under the index page :)

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Your legs were trembling, gripping the pillow as he had you pressed against the mattress but his palm pressing down on your lower back which had you arching your ass for him. "yoongi, I don't like this" you whine but he ignores you leaving butterfly kisses on your back his hand caressing your ass before landing another blow on your red butt cheek. "fucking asshole" you cry out. 

"you're not following the words in your little book sweetheart" picking up the book he shoves it in your view point. "see, now be a good girl and read your line"

"I'm sorry okay, next time you ask to go out I will" you let out a cry when another slap lands on your already hot red cheek "wrong again" 

"yoongi I'm serious if you hit me again I'm gonna kick your ass" the smirk on his lips disappear, he lets go of your skirt, causing you to hiss as the fabric touched your bum. once he released the pressure from your lower back you quickly laid on your back, hands on your ass as you glare at him "bitch, that hurt"

"I mean I was hitting you for my own pleasure but obviously it was meant to hurt moron, next time I tell you to go somewhere with me, are you gonna choose your books over me?"  you shake your head, not wanting to give him another reason to spank you like a spoiled brat. "you exaggerate" he groans, pulling you onto your side as he palms your ass "its not even that red" he begins to rub your bum as you had been doing "fuck you, let me hit you like you did to me" 

laughing he begins to shake his head "if someones gonna be getting spanked it's you, not me. and stop acting like you didn't like it" he pushes aside the cloth of your underwear and rubs your clit  "look how fucking wet you are" before you could protest he enters his two long slender fingers into you, the sudden action made you release a moan.  a few thrusts of his fingers made that feeling in your stomach more vivid. your shaky voice releases a whine when he pulls out his fingers, hooking them around the hem of your underwear pulling them down.

"can't leave you like this now can I, I wouldn't be a good boyfriend would I" he dips his head kissing your clit, your hitched breath and trembling legs makes him smirk before he starts  sucking on your clit. gripping his black locks you let out a chuckle "but you aren't my boyfriend remember" like always there was no reaction from him, but for some reason he hated your comment as his lips trail down to your hole thrusting with his tongue slowly. his fingers move to your clit, causing you to arch your back keeping his pace he doesn't stop no matter your pleads and cries. 

you hated how he always won the arguments, bitting down on your lips to not scream his name and fill his ego even more. gripping his hair harder as his locks were tangled in your fingers caused him to moan into your dripping pussy. "fuck hold on I-" but he only fastens his pace when he feels your pussy tightening around his fingers and you feel yourself cumming, yoongi doesn't feel satisfied till he hears your whimpers of the overstimulation caused by him licking your cum. 

exhausted you lay on your back, not able to fight with him. you let him have his way with you once more, only sitting up with a smug look  as if he was expressing he had control over you. and he wasn't wrong but he wasn't going to hear it from you.

"now tell me y/n, whats better reading your books or having me fuck you with my tongue until your toes curl in pleasure hmm"he mocks a line from the book, holding the hard cover book in his hand and a raised brow as he towers over you "hmm" you take in a deep breath "i don't know, the male lead doesn't keep his girlfriend waiting for weeks to have sex" you roll your eyes. 

"you think you deserve to have my cock right now" he scoffs, I've been texting you all morning but you don't answer cause your phone is dead and your heads stuck in these books" he's right, I should at least charge my phone....but I lost track of time. 

"I didn't think you'd be up, you went out with jimin and tae last night who knows what you were doing" pushing him away you get off the bed, your nose scrunches at the wet feeling between your legs. the wetness dripping down your legs. "you know we have a rule of not being allowed to see anyone else" he groans, tossing the book onto the bed as he sits on the edge, watching you grab some tissues from the night stand 

"wipe your chin" you give him some, before grabbing some for yourself to clean your thighs "rules don't matter when the other person isn't watching" your words caught him off guard, didn't matter? he thought. "will you look at this... you'd expect me to say something like that" he scoffs 

"and you know what I've been thinking about it, I don't like certain rules"

 "well we sealed it with a kiss already so no adding or taking out" he shrugs 

"oh really, didn't you add a rule a couple days ago, what was it? we will never have drunk sex?" you cross your arms 

"shit.." you thought he was slow, but the way he leaped off the bed and his hand gripped your jaw pulling you into a kiss as if to seal the last rule into the contract, but failed as your reaction was quick and you blocked it. "y/n, i'm serious"

"oh lighten up, I wasn't saying I don't agree cause I do" you give him a cheeky smile as he lets out a scoff, "what rule, do you want to add" 

"none, I was just saying..."

just like he always has, his eyes scan your face trying to understand what you really wanted to tell him. but recently it's as if he lost his touch he can't seem to read you and it was bothering him. it was as if he didn't know you anymore...

"whatever, i'm still pissed at you" he lets go of your jaw, jokingly pushing you away "I wanted to go out and you made me waste time"

"hey, you came in here and saw I was reading and just started spanking me!" 

"it's your fault, the skirt was ridding up your ass, shit i couldn't help myself" he shrugs

your heart was in a twisted feeling, you wanted this. you wanted him to be infatuated with you but at what cost? your friendship? it kept you from enjoying this completely, the grim feeling took over all of it. that was another reason you turned off your phone and expected him to just sleep in today. 

"whats wrong?" 

"nothing.. what did you want to go do?" you give him a small smile. "I told the guys, that we're dating " 

"taehyung he was-" annoyed he shakes his head "forget it, they asked to hang out. I told them you weren't answering and that I was gonna check on you and never got back to them" grabbing his phone from the night stand he opens it to find messages from his so called friends being extremely descriptive about how he was probably not answering cause he ended up banging his girlfriend. 

they weren't off, but they weren't right either. 

"lets just not go, for your own sake" 

your mind thought back to how he was so opened with having those girls all over him in parties with his friends that it made you question why he couldn't show you off too.

you're annoying 

"lay down" you push on his chest. "why"

"you planning to not give your little situation down there the attention it needs?" you look down at his very visible boner "you don't have to, just leave it"

"but I want to" you whine, pouting your lips. "fuck..." not fighting with you anymore he lets you push him onto the bed, fingers already hooked on hem of his sweatpants and brief "can I ?" 

"babe, you don't have to ask.  Do what ever you want" he didn't mean that, your mind was anything but quiet. you should be enjoying this but all you could think about was..what ever it doesn't matter you tell yourself. taking of his sweatpants and briefs as he lifts his hips helping you, his cock springs up, pre-cum already glistening  his  tip. 

"you think you can do it" he smirks 

"you think I can't?"

"well last ti-" cutting him off by trailing your tongue up his shaft, diving back in, sucking in a deep breath he groans at the sudden touch. detaching my lips with a loud pop. A wet string connecting my lips to his red glistening tip "I had a good teacher" 

spitting on his tip before taking him into your mouth once more. you suck on him , not taking him fully but making sure the rest of his cock is getting the attention it needs in your hand. he lets out a chuckle, finding you cute at your attempt of boldness but you weren't anywhere close to being the perfect student  you claimed to be. on the other hand you had no idea why he was laughing and it caused you to be self conscious wondering if you weren't doing it right. 

gripping his thighs with both your hands as you try to take in as much of his as you possibly could. you're eyes begin to water as you feel him reaching the back of your throat. and he wasn't laughing anymore, his hand was gripping your hair tightly in his fist as you were lowering yourself on him. he moans quietly his voice causing you to get wet once more. "fuck..look at you taking my whole cock in that pretty little mouth of yours" he groans as he thrusts into your mouth, catching you off guard you pull back causing you to cough, but he didn't care. all he could see was how fucked up you looked after having his cock in your mouth the saliva dripping down to your chin. 

he groans, feeling his dick twitch "babe, please don't stop now" that was your cue to take him into your mouth again, this time you waste no time and take in his entire length remembering to breath though your nose. "fuck.." you could feel him almost buckle his hips at the sensation. you begin to swallow, tightening your throat around him, the room is filled with the lewd sounds you're making and yoongi moaning your name as he grips your hair. 

thrusting his hips into your mouth, you let him fuck your mouth. looking at him through your lashes as you squeeze your legs together to relief some tension between your legs, it doesn't go unnoticed by him, his breath fastens as he tries to not pull his dick out your mouth and shove it inside you doing everything he promised as he'd fuck you raw and fill you up to the brim. just the thought of it made him even more sensitive having your mouth tighten around him "fuck, babe hold on..stop" he growls as you ignore him but stare directly at him sucking harder on his cock. "shit" he slightly pushes you away from him. 

you sit back, staring at him confused. "did I do something wrong?" 

he breathes out as he tries to control his breathing, "come here" his raspy voice makes your legs twitch as his hooded eyes stare down at you "wha-"

"do you want to have sex or not" he raises a brow, clearly impatient but he won't force you if you didn't want to, even though you were just giving him head maybe you might not be ready to move on.  

standing up slowly you undress. he takes it as if you agreed and hooks his arm around your naked waist, roughly in one swift move he has you laying on the bed. your back hitting your soft sheets. if he could, he'd put you on all fours and pound into you from behind, but he held back. 

not yet

spreading your legs, he takes his place between them. seeing how wet you were from just having him in your mouth "you're dripping" he comments as he drawls his finger across your heat. 

"you ready?" he presses the tip of his cock on your heat, rubbing a mix of your cum and arousal around your entrance. you nod, already impatient to feel him inside you. closing his eyes he lets out a frustrated sigh "fuck" he sits back, looking at you annoyingly 

"I didn't bring any condoms" he curses at himself, sitting up you straddle him. sitting on his lap as you squeeze his dick between the both of you 

"thats fine we ca-"

"no, I'm not fucking you raw. cause you're not on the pills" he groans when he feels your hand gripping his length and your thumb pressed against his tip "then what do we do" you whisper, pecking his lips with small kisses which were not helping him stay sane. 

"fuck, lay on your side" he gently pushes you off his lap onto the bed, you lay on your side. your heart is slamming against your chest when he grips your leg, cock pressed against your heat as your thighs squeeze him. "are you sure you don't have any condoms with you" 

"I really don't, I wasn't coming over to have sex with you. and I just realized I don't have any at home either" what you didn't know is that ever since you started acting up he stopped hooking up with people, especially her. He didn't have any condoms cause he wasn't in need of them. but he wasn't going to tell you that, even when he saw the bitter look on your face when he told you that he had none at all. 

"you've been busy" he could hear the sarcasm in your voice, watching you roll your eyes at him and bite your inner cheek, only showing him how annoyed you are. 

"babe, do you wanna continue or do you want to argue about this" he raises his brow, annoyed with your bratty behavior. but you just wished he'd deny it and tell you that he just hasn't had the need for them since he started dating you. but he didn't, he just had a dissatisfied look on his face with a hint of annoyance since you were ruining the fun. 

"I hate you" you snare at him. you really didn't but at this moment you did. and he understood what you meant. "but you just love having my cock pounding into your lying little mouth"

"shut the fuck up, you know you love my mouth wrapped aroun-" lifting your thighs up as he presses them again his chest, laid over his shoulder he thrusts his cock against your pussy as it slides between your thighs "shut the fuck up already" he groans, his dick throbbing. 

"fuck you" gripping his shirt you pull him down, lips slamming against each other, devouring each others lips as his lower stomach slams into the back of your thighs sliding his dick at a faster pace. 

neither of you break the kiss even when your body was begging you for air, arms wrapped around his neck, moaning into his mouth as your tongues twist. his free hand fondling your breast before giving your nipples a pinch which gave you both a opening to get some air as you gasped. 

his intrusive thoughts were getting to him when the tip of his cock was pressed against your entrance. he was drunk on adrenaline, he was ready to just thrust into you and fuck you senseless.  he could, he wanted to, he was going to "shit..take a deep breathe in" he bites down on his bottom lip has he aligns his tip to your entrance you completely unaware of whats about to happen.  

*ding dong*

both of your bodies freeze, yoongi letting out a small "fuck" as he's pulled back to reality and continues to curse himself for what he was about to do. startled you look at him confused as to why someone was at the door. 

"were you waiting for someone" his brows furrowed, shaking your head he groans letting go of your thighs as he moves back giving you space to get off the bed, picking up your close as you look for each piece but failing to find your underwear. you dress rather quickly but you both kept staring at each other wondering who was at the door. once your dressed but still feeling the discomfort between your legs as your pussy was dripping wet. he bites down on his bottom lip, giving your ass a slap as you pass in front of him to get to the mirror and check your appearance. you glare at him, shaking your head in disapproval while he just smirks. 

standing up with his dick upright and proud he hugs you from behind, kissing your exposed neck gently "you better send them away and come right back" his hand snaking between your thighs as he rubs your clit "don't make me wait" he thought you were bold, not wearing a underwear under your mini skirt but he kept quiet. 

you nod, leaving the room as you shut the door quietly. fixing your hair a bit before opening the door. your eyes widening, as you give a forceful smile. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

your mom gives you a tight squeeze as he hugs you, "how have you been my cute little daughter" he laughs, bright smile on his face. you felt sort of guilty for what you were about to do before he arrived. 

"i've been good" you kiss her cheek. she pulls away from the hug, "we knocked at yoongis apartment but he didn't come out" 

"ah yes it's caus-"  she hears another door close and to her surprise it's yoongi coming out of your room "I fixed it" he gives you a nod. automatically walks up to the both of you giving your mom a hug, "Oh, hello yoongi. what are you up to these days" she gives him a squeeze too. pinching his cheek causing him to laugh and giving her his gummy smile she adores. "nothing much, y/n bought new furniture and wanted me to set it up for her" he smiles "and dad?" he looks around, not having seen him when he scanned the room as he walked out. 

"oh he's downstairs getting stuff out of the car, we brought you side dishes too. be a sweetheart and go help please" she stops pinching his cheek, giving her a nod he glances at you slightly before heading out. 

"what furniture did you get"

"the one I sent you a photo of" you sheepishly smile. "what? that was about a month ago!" she was surprised you were just getting yoongi to set it up. in fact, he set it up for you the moment it got there cause you did not stop rambling about how excited you were to get it. you were surprised when you arrived home from a late class and saw your bedroom light on. since he had gotten home earlier than you and found the package outside your door. He took it as his mission for Friday night to finish it and have the luxury to sleep in cause if he didn't you would've had him up at the crack of dawn pestering him to set it up. 

just outside your apartment was a angry yoongi who for all you would know probably has blue balls. his phone rings before he reaches the bottom level, picking it up without looking at the caller ID he rubs his forehead irritated. "what"

"where are you?"

 taehyung, of course 

"we aren't coming" pushing the door open he looks around to where your dad was parked "why not? come on y'all can bang some other time" he whines 

"shut up dipshit, her parents came over" 

"liar" y/n's dad waves over at him, lifting his arm to let him know he saw him as he walks towards the car. "shut up" 

"how have you been" yoongi speaks up quickly 

"tired, she made me drive over here to basically feed you guys" he sighs 

"it's taehyung" yoongi stretches his arm towards your dad and he laughs. taking the phone he moves to the side giving yoongi a chance to get some items from the trunk "why are you annoying him so much" your dad lectures taehyung in a playful matter. 

"yeah why not" turning to yoongi he has a huge grin on his face " there's enough food, how many of you are there? five?" 

yoongi's head snaps up right away and he begins to shake his head "no don't do that" taking the phone from his hand "taehyung if you guys show up, i'll kill you" he hangs up the call after the sudden threat. 

your dad can't help but laugh at him. 

If they come over they'll never leave. 

"how's it going with school" the trunk closes and the two begin to walk towards the building. "good, we're both set to graduate in spring"

your dad was proud, of both of you. there was a father, son connection he had with yoongi after seeing him grow up and all the time he spent in your house. Yoongi not having a great relationship with his father also was a big factor as to why your dad had to teach him everything. but he never complained, since your parents only had you. keeping yoongi around filled the urge of wanting a son. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

You both didn't have another "intimate" encounter after that for about two weeks. It would be a lie if I said I didn't want him and me to rush into it and just have sex but there was something blissful of how we could still be friends but there was a hint of affection in everything we did. I think i'm just delusional. Midterms were around the corner and you had no time to be obsessing over yoongi when you were close to failing your midterms. 

you were bothering yoongi to spend time with you all week but he said he was busy. then again in the weekend he said he wouldn't have time, but he canceled last minute. yoongi being who he is, decided he'll keep an eye on you; forcing you to study in his apartment instead of yours. "if I let you stay there, you'll give up and pick up one of your books and waste the entire day reading" he scoffs, already annoyed by you trying to convince him that studying on your own would be the best idea; which you weren't lying. being in his apartment made you want to do anything but study. 

sitting on the living room floor with all the books and notes spread on the table with your laptop on your lap, yoongi across from you with his glasses you studied his face instead of the paper in front of you. you thought how the glasses should make him look like a nerd but he was still handsome, glasses or not he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. 

his fair, but almost pale white skin made his golden brown eyes stand out. the big frame of glasses he was wearing didn't cover how deep and expressive his eyes were to the point you could get lost if you stared long enough. your eyes drift from his face to the paper but he was still wandering in your mind, keeping you from concentrating. 

you wondered if someone else ever thought so deeply about his eyes as you had just done. the girl from the club and the party. the one he has no ties to but they seem to be exclusive came to mind. did she ever stare into his eyes and realized he wasn't all that special but he was  definitely unique. 

"you're distracted aren't you?" yoongi sighs. taking off his glasses as he sets them down beside his computer, his hand automatically rubbing his eye in annoyance. "could you blame me? i'm hungry". you whine. you weren't lying, all you had was toast with jelly for breakfast and surely that was long gone out of your system by now. he just chuckled as he saw you pout your lips at him, throwing his head back as he groans in frustration "fine, what do you want to eat. hurry up and decide so I can go get it" getting up from his place he walks to the counter to pick up his keys. "you decide, I don't care" you give him a smile knowing your answer would only annoy him more. 

"I hate when you can't ever make decisions for yourself when it comes to food" he mumbles loud enough for you to hear, you let out a offended gasp and he laughs "fine i'll decide" 

"yoongi"

"hmm" he response, clearly waiting for you to talk

"yoongi" you whine, "what" taking out his shoes from the small shoe cabinet he was thinking about what he was going to get the both of you to eat. 

"yoongi" you cry out, making him throw his shoes to the ground as he turns to look at you clearly bothered that you were calling his name and as he asked what you wanted you didn't respond. 

"where's my kiss" you pout, trying to be cute. 

"you don't deserve one, i'm telling you what you want and you're being annoying" he scowls

"please" he sighs, making his way to you as he crouches down his hand gently cubbing your face as he presses his lips onto yours. your arms wrap around his neck as you pull him down making him chuckle, "hold on will you, weren't you hungry"

his arms were on your sides as his palms were on the ground keeping him from falling on top of you. "but I miss you"

"y/n we're literally always together" you peck his lips again, but don't stop there as you take his bottom lip between your teeth, tugging on his lip. his hand holds your nape as he kisses you. deepening the kiss, you let him take control. you let yourself fall slowly, back against the ground as he hovers over you without leaving your lips unattended. 

your legs wrapped around his torso, pressing his body into yours. you both smile, if anyone asks you'd say you were studying your favorite subject as your hands made there way under his shirt. 

"I have to go get something to eat" he catches his breath, staring into your eyes that were begging him to not leave "you're really thinking about food right now"

"yes, yes I am" he gives you his gummy smile that melts your heart each time. leaning down, he kisses your forehead "once you get on the pill then we'll have sex, but first pass your midterms" he gives you one last kiss before jumping up and leaving before you could drag him back. he wasn't wrong you hadn't gotten the pill yet since you've had been busy to go. just as you wanted it to happen so did he but right now it was you who was behind the hold up. 

it had been a good hour since yoongi was gone, so when you heard the door bell go off you asked yourself if he had brought too much to the point that he couldn't open the door or was he just being lazy. putting your book down that you had sneaked in you walk to the door "really yoongi, how much did you brin-" your heart falls to your ass, it wasn't yoongi who you suspected. "oh?" she glares at you, her eyes glancing behind you as she looks inside searching for something..no...someone. "you're that girl, whats your name?" her eyes weren't hiding the dissatisfaction of seeing you instead of who she was expecting. 

"shouldn't you be introducing yourself, you're the one knocking at my door" you scoff, hand on your hip as the other holds the door open enough for you to be seen but you block her view to the inside since you saw her sneaking a peek. "Eunju" she gives you a cheeky smile. "and you?"

"y/n" you smile back. 

"right...where's yoongi"

your jaw clenched, you wanted to shut the door in her face and walk away but there was something that was bothering you. there was a rule yoongi set for himself, which is that he would never bring anyone to his place, cause you were next door and he just thought it would be better that way. so how did she know where he lived, clearly she had been here.

"not home" you reply, hinting at her to leave.

she eyes you, from bottom to top and then lets out a small laugh "so are you another one of his toys" she crosses her arms. 

"excuse me?" 

"well you're in his apartment, and you're being so defensive towards me cause clearly you know who I am" she had you choked up, she was right. you laugh, trying to keep your cool, but your palms were sweating and you were getting annoyed on how she could read you. "seriously, eunju? is that what you said your name was...anyways what are you doing here" 

"I had plans with yoongi but he canceled on me, guess you're not so bad yourself to have him pick you over me" she shakes her head disagreeing with her own words. 

"had he ever invited you to his apartment" you question her, finally asking the one thing you were really curious about. "well i'm here aren't I sweetheart" and that was it, that was the last thing you needed to hear to give up. 

"well then come in" you smile "he'll be back soon" you walk inside letting her enter on her own, shutting the door. you ignore her stares as you walk into the living room sitting in your spot, quickly and discretely shoving the book you had just been reading into your bag. "oh, I misunderstood the whole situation y/n, you're both just study buddies huh" she had a smirk on her face, you wanted to just launch yourself at her and rip all her hair off her head. but you kept calm, the person you're really mad at is yoongi.

"what gives you that impression"

"well whenever I meet him we aren't holding books" you smile at her words, confusing her as she sits in yoongi's spot "maybe that's why you're so clingy, he barely gives you his time or attention" you shake your head, low chuckles. 

you both just kept smiling at each other, waiting for either one to just talk. 

"y/n, let me give you a warning"

lifting your head from the laptop that was on your lap you stare into her hazel eyes, which had a hint of silver. there's a moment of silence before she places her elbows on the table, she leans forward looking at you with a mocking smile "you and I are no different" 

"don't be a delusional fool and make yourself think you're special to him"

"from all the people he's gotten involved with, the reason why i'm the only one he keeps coming back to is because i'm not some clingy bitch who wants more than just a good time. to him we're just a source of pleasure. nothing more" she looks at the books and moves some papers around before getting up from the floor "all of this, don't act like you can change him. he might be infatuated with you right now but once he gets sick of you he'll toss you to the curb" 

you could feel your heart beating against your chest, but at this moment you were questioning if it was in your chest, the beat was so loud in your ears and you could feel it in your palms. 

the last rule came to mind, the moment this was over he wanted to have nothing to do with you. her words were affecting you. "you got it all wrong" looking up at the pretty girl in front of you, you stand up. you both weren't taller than one another but she was slightly taller than you. 

"unlike you, i know how to value myself. if you're going to let a man treat you like that then thats you. but I would never let anymore treat me like i'm just some toy for them to play with and then toss aside" 

stepping around the table your face to face with yoongi's lover "I don't give a fuck who you are or what you think my relationship with yoongi is but don't fucking disrespect me" 

there was tension, her soft gaze at you made you feel irritated. but you stood your ground. 

the door then opens, but neither of you move from where you were standing, clearly having a stare off and you weren't planning to lose. 

"y/n i've been texting you. why ar-" he stops mid sentence, shocked to see who was in his living room. he stares at eunju and glances back at you. mentally cursing himself, "we have a guest yoongi" you say, not breaking eye contact and neither does she. 

"y/n" yoongi calls your name, placing the food on the counter. he walks towards the two of you. placing his hand on your shoulder he calls your name again, glaring at eunju. she knew from the look of his eyes that he was pissed at her. but she accomplished what she wanted by coming here. she wanted to know what the fuck was going on, and who yoongi was spending most of his time with. thinking she'd find some clingy bitch she ended up finding something more interesting. 

"I like you y/n" she smiles, turning around, swatting his arm off of you. "well eunju since you took out time of your day to come here it would only be polite of me to not make you leave without talking to your friend, right" you smile at her, eyes creasing making her laugh "that's very kind of you y/n" she looks at yoongi who was watching you gather your things from the table. "y/n wait"

"make sure to eat, he brought food" you continue to ignore him, only talking to eunju who gives you a small nod. 

"y/n"

you look up at yoongi, you could see how terrified he was. He knew that this was going to make shit worse between the two of you. "see you around" you tell her

"see you, sweetheart" it's not her fault, that were both wrapped around his fucking finger.

yoongi follows you to the door as you reach down to get your shoes "y/n, hold on." 

"what" you tell him nonchalant 

"what is she doing here"

"thats what I wanna know too" you spat, shaking your head in disbelief 

"well why did you let her in?" 

"just try not to be too loud" you give him a sarcastic smile, patting his shoulder a couple of times. He stares at you, angry. shoes finally on you open the door, shutting it behind you.

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

The phone rings a third time before I can hear her in the other end, "hey babes, what can I do for you" she laughs, and not just a laugh meant for just you but a laugh that tells you that there are people with her and you're probably being a burden right now but it was important. you say her name desperately and she knew something was wrong. excusing herself from where ever she was you can hear how the music becomes faint and a door shuts cutting of all the chaos.

you fill her in quickly, not wasting her precious time. jihye exhales, "Damn!" 

"i know" you sigh 

"what the hell were you thinking?" 

"what? me? he's the one who clearly has had her over" you defend yourself, you could imagine her rolling her eyes at your response "and who's the idiot that left him alone in a apartment with one of his fuck buddies"

"look, I was angry"

"clearly, just...i'll be there soon" jihye hangs up, "what??, why?!" you yell into the phone annoyed that she was coming. 

"I don't hear anything" ear up against the wall, jihye gives you a thumbs up which you respond by rolling your eyes. "I didn't call you so you can come and  try and eavesdrop next door, and by the way it's gross"

pushing off the wall she turns and stares "you are way to calm, just to be clear you know they could be fucking right now right" 

"not that I care, but the walls are thin you would've heard something. and why are we talking about this" you brush off her comments getting up from your seat as you turn on the stereo,   music from the last CD you had played begins.  jihye sits back clearly annoyed with you. "how would you know when the two of you were fuc--" 

"jihye!" you yell but not as loud, not sure if yoongi would hear you but you didn't want him to know she was here. 

"he's never brought no one here"

"righttt" she gives a toothy grin "she just magically knows where he lives. and not just that but she confessed they had plans but he canceled" 

"he said he wouldn't" you spat back, trying to convince yourself

"right, didn't you say he had no condoms either? what do you think happened?? disappeared in thin air?" 

she was right and it was making you nauseous of how right she was. but what could you do, he was next door with someone he's willing to...doesn't matter.

"we don't even know if she's still there, she could've left"

"you're not wrong, but do you really think two hot people in the same place. alone and horny aren't going to fuck?" 

"you're a horrible friend" you began to feel sniffly all of a sudden, tears threatening to fall soon. "I'm just....look I can cheer you on but do you really want to be with someone who makes you feel this way? it's not healthy" 

she wasn't wrong it was becoming more stressful now than it was before you both were doing what ever you're doing. "should I just break it off with him" you fall back onto the sofa, she gives you the face that states "well it's your business" as she shrugs. 

"can I stay over, I took a cab here and i'm a bit tipsy" she points at you then herself "we can have a sleep over, while we wait to see what happens"

"you just want to be nosey" you snap at her, shaking your head as your grin. annoyed but amused of her boldness. 

"you know you love me" she shouts, arms thrown around you, "not right now I don't" 

jihye knew what she was getting into by asking me to stay over, early next morning theres a knock on my bedroom door followed by yoongi's soft voice calling my name. But it wasn't me who got out of the bed and opened the door but jihye. He wasn't shocked, or at least didn't show it on his beautiful face thats always has a cold expression. "y/n" he calls my name, jihye not opening the door wide enough for him to see if I was even in the room. "she's asleep" she gives him her perfect "fuck off" face and he took it with no offense. 

"Y/n, I we need to talk" he exhales, exhausted. 

in fact you were awake, you were staring at the ceiling contemplating if you should get up ever since the first knock. The only reason why you're moving towards the door with jihye's back facing you is because you know these two are hardheads and they're going to crash. 

hand on jihye's shoulder she looks back, and you finally get a glimpse of the man who has your heart in the palm of his hand and he uses it as a stress ball squeezing the fuck out of it every chance he gets. 

"y/n we have to talk" jihye puts her arm around my shoulder protectively, stares yoongi down "alright go ahead" she responds, letting out a scoff he looks up at jihye, "alone"

you want to think that she was doing this for you and partially it is but she's always thought yoongi was a pain in the ass so she must be enjoying this a lot. 

"jihye" you say her name softly, making her exhale before opening the door and pushing past yoongi "y/n, yesterday-" 

"why didn't you come yesterday" it was a solid question. why didn't he just kick her out and then come over to your apartment right away and explain?

"because you left without explaining why you let her in and I just didn't want to argue" he says with a pointed look. "yoongi" I say with the most patient voice, but I didn't continue. it was silent, we both stood in the door way as he leaned on it shoulder against the wall his eyes never leaving me. "nothing happened"

you scoff, "yet you're only coming now" 

"you left so I don't understand why you're mad, as my girlfriend you should've stayed" he's nonchalant, full of himself thinking he's completely right and innocent. but I don't know why I left, if it was what she said to me or that she knew where he lived. maybe it was both. 

"what? you told her we were a thing?" you ask, head slightly tilting to the side. he lets out a long sigh "a thing? you mean if I told her we were dating  then yes, yes I did" he shakes his head in disapproval, but he wanted to laugh. he loved seeing you mad with your cheeks puffed out and your darting eyes glaring at him. He loved it, but he kept this to himself for his own sake. 

"y/n did she say something to you? why are you angry? look she didn't leave right away we sat and talked. there was something we needed to sit and talk about so I took advantage of you letting her into my place" 

"how did she know where you lived, did you bring her over before" your brow raises, arms crossed as you wait for him to answer. "this is why I don't date, you females are so" he takes a deep breath before probing himself off the wall "she got my address from one of my friends, I don't know who, she didn't tell me" he says, passing by me heading to me bed, to his back I say "what's so great about her that you're exclusive with her" 

"exclusive?" he laughs "where did you get that?" 

"no matter who you ever hooked up with it was always a one time thing, but not with her. why?"

"look, I don't really wanna talk about my sex life with you. and first of all we aren't exclusive" you knew why, cause she's pretty, beautiful even. she has a nice body and perfect skin of course he'd want her to himself and she'd want him. "your just stalling because you don't want to answer the question"

his voice raises "I answered, you just didn't like my answer. y/n you always make me the bad guy. always make the worst of situations we were just talking alright, you don't have to be nasty about it. when would I have time to go see anyone especially her?! you're already a handful as it is. there's no one else so stop acting like a brat" jihye walks up the hall towards your room, eyes wide as she hears him yell at you. ever since she's known the both of you he's never yelled at you. you were as surprised as her too. she gives you a small wave as she runs towards the front grabbing her shoes and leaving you alone with him. 

"i'm not you're toy you can play with and then toss away when you're done" you spat

"you know you mean more to me than anyone else, the fact that this is even crossing your mind is because you're just being dramatic" he says softly. 

"she's pretty"

"you're gorgeous" he response automatically. 

he didn't like this, you comparing yourself to her. 

"she said you had plans with her but canceled last night" he shuts his eyes, inhaling "yes I was going to meet her but to do exactly what I did last night. talk to her and tell her that I wouldn't be seeing her anymore. that we are dating and that it was over" you wouldn't of had to do that if you weren't exclusive you thought. 

"can we please move on from this, and don't ever talk about yourself like that. you know you mean the world to me y/n, I would never treat you like that" 

"but yet you have" 

his eyes staring at yours, confused of what you could be talking about. 

"you said the moment you called this off, you wanted nothing to do with me" 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

After that morning, yoongi seemed as if he was lost in thought a lot. Jimin caught us on campus a few days after and invited us to a "small" get together but we knew it was going to be anything but small. you look at yoongi expecting him to answer be he was just lazily looking at you as he shrugged "sure we'll be there" you give him a small smile. jimin stared at the two of you confused as to why the both of you were acting weird. but he came to the conclusion that you both just a stupid little couple fight and will get over it soon. 

he couldn't be more wrong. "yoongi" you say his name after entering his car but he was still silent only a small hum left his throat. "are you mad?" 

he purses his lips, "not at you if thats what you wanted to know" he says softly, his voice sounded tired as if he was trying to not come off as harsh. 

"then who? eunju?"

"no, myself" he answers. the rest of the ride was quiet. 

stepping out of the car, he shuts the door. you were wearing a pair of jeans with a cute blue off shoulder trim blouse. "won't you get cold"

"thankfully you brought a sweater"

"yeah but if i'm cold don't expect I'm going to take it off for you. should've brought something yourself" he grins, holding you hand as he walks towards the already loud house, people were out front in the lawn others were sitting on the front porch. "let's just head inside, and get this over with" 

everyone knew that you both were a item, you wanted to ask yourself but the answer came to you the moment you entered the house and among the turning heads eunju was one of them but she was the only who didn't look surprised or murmured. instead she just smiled at you and drank from her red cup, you returning the smile. 

yoongi was oblivious to the both of you, he was looking around for his friends, spotting jimin "there he is, come on" his hand on your lower back as he guides you through the crowd. you felt self conscious, there were people around you talking about how yoongi left eunju for someone like you, you knew yoongi heard them too but it was as if he was ignoring them. 

you tug on his sleeve "everyone's talking about us" 

leaning down to your height, he whispers into your ear "isn't this what you wanted? to basically own me, have everyone say you're my girlfriend?" he stared into your eyes, waiting for a response, but his cold answer made you shut you mouth. "now deal with it" he kisses your forehead, returning to the conversation he was having with someone who you didn't know their name. 

you stared at him, confused. this is the first actual conversation you both had since that day. he was already acting weird so this only added more into the fire. "i'm going to go get a drink" you say rather quickly, walking out of the room before yoongi could say anything to you. you walk through the crowded halls until you stumble into the kitchen, just were I wanted to be. 

there was a table set up in the middle with cups and drinks, tons of bottles of alcohol. you didn't feel like drinking, since midterms were basically next week you did not want to waste time dealing with a hangover rather than studying. picking up a cup you walk over to the fridge filling up your cup with water. 

"hey" you hear someone speak behind you, the voice you right away recognized. "hello" you turn around once your cup was filled, and you were right it was eunju. lifting the cup up you take a sip, not breaking eye contact with her. "seems like you told everyone about yoongi and me" you smile. "you're welcome" she takes a drink from her cup too. 

"oh, i should be thanking you?" you let out a small laugh 

"I was only doing you a favor, you know how many were lined up to get a taste of your boyfriend" she raises brow. "I don't know what's going on between the both of you but just know that I hope you keep in mind the words you said that night"

"oh yeah? and what did I say exactly" you were noticing all the people were gathering in the entrance of the kitchen, staring at the two of you. probably wondering if there was about to be a fight between the two of you. but they weren't going to see one, at least not today. 

"that you aren't like the rest of us" lifting her red cup she raises a brow, you raise your as she hits your cup with hers "cheers to that" 

you both drink the remaining of your cup, her being the one to walk away first. as you watched her leave you thought about what you told yoongi when this whole absurd  idea came to mind, that you hated him playing with these girls hearts. 

"y/n" you hear yoongi's voice call your name. turning around you see him at the opposite side of the table "are you alright"

"never been better" you smile

"what are you drinking?"

"water, didn't feel like getting drunk today" 

he gives you a slight nod "come, lets go out back. namjoon just got here" reaching out his hand you walk towards him intertwining your fingers with his. this was normal, even before you both dated. if you attended a party with him he never let you leave his side. 

you were sitting with taehyung and jungkook, since yoongi was talking to namjoon and jin you felt as if you needed to give him space. jungkook was someone you had really just got to know today. you'd see him occasionally but there was never a opportunity for the both of you to actually talk. "so you're hyung's girlfriend" he hands you a drink. 

"yeah" you nod, taking a sip of the drink without realizing he had handed you tequila. you give him a "what the fuck" look and he laughs "what? you looked stressed, one cup won't do nothing to you" he continues to laugh. taking your cup he hands his to you "fine fine, here's your water. I was just messing with you" shaking your head you drink from the cup after taking a sniff which his hand grips his shirt above his heart "wow I trick you once and you don't trust me no more" 

taehyung laughs at his younger friend "should've made her drink the whole cup" he scoffs "when it comes to dating or being involved with yoongi in any way you need about three of those cups to get through the night" 

yoongi, looks around, you watch him. his eyes finally finding you he nudges his chin towards the door. you give him a small nod, grabbing your purse from behind you. "well i'll see you later" you smile at the two of them who were turning their attention to someone getting thrown into the pool. 

"it's late, we should start heading back" he says once you reach him. "yeah, i'm tired already" you yawn. his eyes narrow, "did you drink?" 

"just a bit, jungkook gave it to me...can we go? my feet are killing me" and he was right it was getting chilly and you weren't planning to ask him for his jacket, walking passed him you enter the house which had less people since a lot of them were already in the back. 

"since when are you close with jungkook?" yoongi follows behind closely, he was taking off his jacket ready to place it on your shoulders. 

"i'm not, todays the first day I actually talk to him" you shrug, grinning when you feel him place the jacket on your back "put it on, you'll get sick" he mutters, pressing a button on his control his car makes a sound as the doors unlock. 

"you should've gotten to know jungkook before we started doing this" he says, entering the car. 

"why?"

"who knows, you two could probably hit it off and could've dated"  

oh

you stay silent, he turns to you slightly as he places his hand on the back on your seat as he pulls out of the drive thru "and you would've been fine with it" you say, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth, as if you heart pounds against your chest. "who knows, there's no point of thinking about it now. we're together " moving the gear shift once on the street he leans over and kisses you. 

you hated him. right now, you wanted to open the door and just walk home. 

"now i'm curious, what's so great about him"

yoongi grins, eyes on the road he doesn't respond to your childish remark. annoyed you face the window, getting comfortable as his jacket keeps you warm. you drift to sleep. 

the last thing on your mind was jungkook, the man you just met for the first time. as your eyes closed all you could think about was how the piercing on his lip complimented his features and you thought about how you stared at his arm and wondered what all his tattoos meant. 

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

can i request trans incubus Ran x top Male reader? and can you add a little blood play? ur previous Trans Ran thirst got me fluctuating

My boyfriend is an incubus! - Ran Haitani edition

Pairings: Ran Haitani x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Ran, trans!Ran, incubus!Ran, blood play, blood consumption, biting, fingering, squirting, eating out, use of the term 'tdick'

Genre/Format: Smut; Scenario

Author's Note: Trans Incubus Ran is a combo that I never knew I needed until now...my god. Also....please imagine incubus Ran with his hair down 😳 I hope this is to your liking 💞

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

Incubus Ran who's the most spoiled demon in any realm, period. And he's well aware of this too. Ran knows that he can get anything he wants if he just butters you up enough. While you're innocently sitting on the couch he'll saunter up to you and wiggle his way onto your lap, letting his long, silky hair fall around his face while he steals a kiss or two

Pretty eyelashes flutter closed when your tongue invades his mouth, already becoming turned on due to his demonic charm. He pulls away to breathe and compliment you, “You look extra handsome today, love. I just couldn't help myself...I needed a taste right here and now~” His velvety voice and honeyed words go straight to your dick as it hardens underneath him

Incubus Ran who will happily beg like a slut to get what he wants too. Humping your leg while his nails claw into the fabric like a good boy and begging, “Please finger me, sir! Toy with my pussy please! I need your touch down there~ ”

And when you do Ran is a screaming mess, with his face flushed and tongue lolling out and your long fingers stretching his glistening cunt. He just can't help himself! You're pumping your digits so fast that his brain can't keep up with it...and when you find that sweet spot? When you press riiiight there? Ran's delicious wanton cries echo around you, like music to your ears as your baby boy cums all over your fingers

Incubus Ran who craves the feeling of your nails dragging across his skin. Craving the way you dig into him hard enough to draw blood; the crimson liquid dripping down his back, his arms, or even his thighs while you devour his pussy ❤️

“Oooohhh shhiiitt~ Mhmm, harder~ ” He moans as you pierce his smooth skin, lapping up his blood as it slides down his thigh and mixes with the slick from your previous endeavor. Ran tries so hard not to squeeze your head or suffocate you, but the way you suck some of his blood out while stroking his tdick sends him reeling from pure ecstasy, unable to form a coherent sentence as his eyes cross

Incubus Ran who enjoys making you bleed just the same. Biting down on your shoulder because of one especially rough thrust into his pretty pussy, the taste of you flooding his mouth and making him hump your cock greedily, growling in your ear as his possessive nature kicks in

Ran needs you to say it; say that you're his precious human. Tell him who you belong to and he'll do the same, moaning your name over and over while you pump him full of your cum. “Yeeess—!! Fuck this little pussy, y/n!! It belongs to you, use my hole however you want~ ”

Incubus Ran who truly resembles a picture perfect demon right now; With blood smeared all over his lips and chin, his eyes glowing a dazzling purple in the dimly lit room, and his long, bi-coloured hair cascading over his shoulders and messily framing his face. Ran's fangs glint as he bounces on your fat dick again, keeping a relentless pace until he's whining and begging to cum. “Yesyesyes y/n!! I'm so close...gonna cum~ Can I cum, baby? Pleeeeaassee I wanna cum on your fucking cock~ ”

And how could you refuse him? With a shaky, “Y-yes...m-my love, want you to cum all over my lap...make it messy.”, Ran finally creams around your dick, squirting after he pounds his cunt down onto your cock desperately. Those pretty fangs of his cut into his bottom lip when he bites down too hard, demonic blood mixing with what was left of yours still covering his chin. He kisses you and makes you taste his life essence, swirling your tongues together and coating the inside of your mouth with it

And incubus Ran who talks so sweetly after it's all over. Singing your praises against your neck and giggling cutely when you praise him back, intertwining your hands while Ran rests against your chest for a while

Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3

[depravitydotexe]

ok so for thursday date night yesterday he took me 2 build-a-bear again n then 2 korean fusion but i cant believe im saying this but. building a pochacco plush paled in comparison 2 the freak shit he did 2 me after. i said i wanted 2 push my impact play limits n HOLY SHIT. i got kicked arnd on the floor. i had 2 beg him 2 punch me. i got choked so hard that when he let go i hacked up drool all over myself like 3 fuckin times. n getting all ur air cut off w a butch hand arnd ur neck is fucking fantastic n all but have u ever had a boot press so hard down on ur chest that THAT stopped u from breathing entirely??? fucking christ. he refrained from wearing those new boots outside JUST so they can b for stomping n kicking n begging at. he bit me until it bled n left swollen bumps. MULTIPLE kicks 2 the crotch. i had told him at dinner "im not rly feelin the knives or toys 2nite just impact" n then during sex he goes "i dont care what u want. i want the knife." that itself almost made me cum but then he carved DADDYS GIRL n COCKSLUT n DOLLFACE n DYKE BAIT in2 my skin. i was screaming so hard i was pounding against the living room floor n he had 2 gag me which made me even droolier but that wasnt even enough so then i had 2 get almost suffocated w a pillow on top of that. i dont think ive ever cried so hard during sex its some of the hardest ive ever cried that kinda cry that distinctly reminds of when u were a kid all deep n guttural n trembling n uncontrollable. i had put on extra mascara right b4 w the express purpose of crying it all off n by god did i do just that. n then of course when he was done with that he had me crawl 2 the bed where i promptly received the best strap hes ever given me. that mating press worked s2g im knocked up now. im literally gods favorite painslut bc i asked him 2 grab the biggest cock we got n he shoved it in and it was so fucking huge it hurt so much i had 2 immediately shove him out and FUCK I LIKED IT. MIGHT DO IT AGAIN ON PURPOSE. promptly got boycunt all over my face after. straight up the most euphorically agonizing sex ive ever had. i could barely move after n the big plug in me prolly didnt help. god.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Yandere Gojo and Geto x Female Tanjiro Reader, NSFW please? I love Gojo, he’s such a needy bitch and would whine and complain about Reader not giving him enough attention

Minors DNI

-“Y/N~~ why don’t you love me anymore?” You gawked in surprise, turning to Satoru who was pouting deeply, looking like a kicked puppy, as he just came into the shared apartment, seeing you cuddling with Suguru.

-Suguru, who had his head on your lap, enjoying the feeling of you playing with his hair, couldn’t help but grin, cracking one eye open, “It’s because you’re annoying.” Satoru gasped loudly, holding his chest as if offended, “How dare you?!”

-Giggles were quick to spill from your lips, unable to contain it as Satoru quickly scrambled over, crawling onto the couch between the couch and Suguru, who complained there wasn’t enough room before Satoru pushed him from the couch, taking his spot, “Now there’s room- dote on me Y/N!”

-Suguru was quickly up, and the two men were locked up, trying to make the other submit, fighting over who would get to have your lap for attention.

-It was normally like this, they both loved you to pieces and didn’t mind sharing, but there were times they didn’t want to share, like right now- as they wanted you all to themselves.

-When you stood, placing a hand on each of their arms, to calm them down, smiling softly up at them, “Now- now, there’s no reason to fight.”

-The looked down at you before at each other and gave a nod before you squealed, being thrown over Suguru’s shoulder, “We’ll settle this in the bedroom!”

-You were stammering, your face bright red before you were tossed onto the bed with a squeal.

-You looked up, seeing the two grinning at you like you were prey as they pulled their clothes off slowly, giving you a show. When you tried to turn to crawl away, Satoru grabbed your ankle, pulling you back, “Ah-ah~ no running- you’re going to help us settle this argument. Whoever makes you cum the most times, wins!”

-Your eyes had slight fear in them, knowing that they were both gremlins, especially in the bedroom, you were going to be so sore later!

-An hour later your head felt fuzzy as you were bouncing on Satoru’s cock, sharp cries leaving your lips as his hands were holding on to your own. Your skin was flushed, covered in not only kiss marks but bite marks, and you felt so hot and sticky. You felt like your brain was melting.

-Your back was arching as Satoru grinned up at you, feeling you squeezing around him as your mouth fell open in a soundless scream as your eyes crossed.

-He grabbed your hips, bucking hard up into you, chasing his own high as you were weakly batting at his chest, feeling so overstimulated right now.

-As he filled you for the nth time for the evening, you nearly fell back, feeling so faint as Suguru caught you, pressing a gently kiss against your neck, then your cheek, “Just one more time Y/N- and you’ll be done.”

-They said that about six rounds ago.

-You whined as you were pulled off Satoru, who whined, “Hey I wasn’t done yet!” you heard skin hitting skin, as Suguru slapped Satoru’s chest, telling him to stay down, “You had your turn- now it’s my turn!”

-You cried you, instantly clenching down on Suguru as he sunk inside you, holding your hips to pull you down so he could reach the deepest part of you, making your back arch.

-Your hands came to his arms as he started pounding into you, your nails biting into his skin, your eyes hazy and full of pleasure induced tears, making him grin almost ferally, “I love it when you look like this- so messy- so beautiful!!”

-His hand dropped down to between your legs, touching your little button and you bit your lip as you felt like everything was being electrocuted. Suguru’s pace faltered, hissing out between clenched teeth, feeling like you were going to snap him off.

-Satoru was grinning, rolling to his belly, teasing, “Ooh~ that looks like it feels good~ can you tell me Y/N- does it feel good?”

-Between Suguru’s unrelentless place plus flicking at your most sensitive area, and Satoru’s teasing, you quickly fell apart, your vision going white as you squirted, hard, as you came.

-The two men froze, seeing what you had done, they didn’t realize you could do that.

-They both grinned, looking excited before they froze, seeing that you had fainted and quickly they were moving to take care of you, Satoru preparing a bath to clean you up and Suguru changing the sheets.

-You did so well for them- but they didn’t figure out who won. Perhaps they would need to have another competition, on who could make you squirt the most.

-Get some rest Y/N- you’re going to need it!

[kittysarchive]

would u make a part two of baby daddy. (enhypen) 🥺

didn't know what to do for a part two so I did this :)

Night after, Baby daddy Enhypen

Heeseung

One night stand

Humiliating and Awkward as you tried to get out of your own bed. Next to a stranger, it someone felt more awkward although he was the one who stayed the night. Finding your clothes scattered across the room, you weren't sure to wake him and kick him out....all let him sleep in your bed.

"Is it late?" His voice startles you. Turning around, you see him shuffle in the bed, struggling to get out of the mass of blankets that lay on top of him.

"Uh...about brunch" You cringe at your own voice. Why did you feel so unsure? He should be the one feeling...unwanted. Last night was good, great in fact. But you knew you had to give him some space, the gravity of the situation will get to him in a matter of minutes.

Jay

Boss

Unprofessional. Why did you sleep with him? Feeling his arm slung over your bare back, why did you not try to move? Yes, you indeed could get the promotion, or a pay raise. But why did you feel so comfortable around him? With his arm not straying away from your covered but naked frame, you had no choice but to lay on your stomach, awaiting him to stray away from his slumber.

"S-sir" You voice squeaks out as you heard Jay shuffling in his bed. He hums in response.

"We're going to be late" Hearing the words, his arm rips off your back. Not out of embarrassment, out of lateness. He couldn't ruin his repetition as the boss he had to be on time.

"Fuck" He stumbles over himself as he gets himself ready, not noticing as you sneak out of his penthouse.

Jake

Brother best friend

Jake being the first to awake felt the shame as much as you did. You and Jake were in no way, secretive of last nights activities. Never being caught, his friends including your brother noticed his disappearance. How dumb to 'hang out' while his brother held his own gathering.

Falling off your bed, fumbling through the doors, Jake landed in the shower. Causing a distraction, he would never let the world know of last night.

"Oh..." You own mind caught up to you. Remembering how close you were with him last night, remembering how you had no protection, your brother would be beyond pissed if he ever heard of this.

Fumbling over yourself, you forced the day to start. Hopefully never seeing Jake again.

Sunghoon

Collage

You don't know how, but you ended up peacefully in your bedroom. Struggling to remember the events of last night, you were sure you stayed in the boy's dorm. So how did you end back? Head banging of the thoughts, memories and alcohol of the previous night, you were sure you didn't use protection. Otherwise, how did the suspiciously, hard, white and slightly creamy residue be on your thighs? Falling out of your pussy.

"Why Y/N?" you cry out, annoyed at your own drunk decisions. You didn't know whose cum that was, how you ended up back in your dorm or what you even did last night!

Scanning your messy dorm for any note, any sign of who brought you back, you found nothing. The only evidence you had was his cum. As if that would go far.

Sunoo

Underclass man

Turning your head to the side, seeing a mop of black, you couldn't stop the scream that came out of you. Who was this? How did they get into your bed? Mind screaming with thoughts, the mass of black quickly sat up, blankets falling off his frame to reveal his naked body. Screaming back, he tried to cover his frame.

"W-What?" He cried out, the actions of last night coming back to your heads. How....long did you exactly go for last night? You felt some pain, more around your joints but you could move your legs. The boy on the other hand, looked like he rose from the dead.

"Did we?" You start, his cheeks start to blush. Okay, he was definitely younger than you...but how young. Og god you better not get in prison for this!

Jungwon

Same friend group

Slowly awaking, you faced you friend. Seeing him shirtless made you blush, until you realised you were also shirtless. In the same bed. Not saying a word, the heavy silence settled between you. You fucked. Most possibly, your friendship was ruined.

"Nice knowing you" You laugh, trying to ease the tension as the awkwardness settled on you both. Nodding his head along, he outstretched his arms trying to collect his clothing. Following suit, you never uttered a word as you got dressed. Quietly, Awkwardly and painful you got dressed.