#semi drunk makeouts

[okshu]

—ㅤ⠀ 峠ㅤ⠀ 𝗐͟𝗐͟𝗐﹕﹙ZB1 FIC RECS﹚

all fics of zb1 that me and @fairyofmangoes read and swooned over at the dead of the night. the authors are really talented too so make sure to check out their other works too.

▨ LEGEND ㄑ f - fluff, a - angst, s - smut

성한빈 ─── SUNG HANBIN

be careful, don't fall by @haesunflower [f] [uni AU, clumsy reader and student nurse hanbin; 0.7k]

a night in monaco [ one . two ] by @ohsunnyboy [f] [fake dating, flirting, one bed trope, lazy kisses]

to breathe in your life by @zhng96 [f] [comfort fic, insecure!reader]

sitting in traffic by @loserlvrss [a,f]

hanbin and non-sexual dominance by @zbis [f]

forget? you? by @hariboz [a]

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김지웅 ─── KIM JIWOONG

french press by @zerobaselove [s] [jealous jiwoong; 1.2k]

cuteness aggression by @haecien [f] [boyfriend texts with jiwong]

a morning to remember by @taerrrrrae [f]

winter confessions by @taerrrrrae [f]

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章昊 ─── ZHANG HAO

a perfect fit by @zerobaselove [f] [campus crush! zhang hao x reader; 3.4k]

to chase a dream by @ohsunnyboy [f] [musician au, rivals, makeouts and happy endings]

one day only by @cinnajun [f] [established relationship; 1.3k]

drunk of you by @kkongdakz [a] [rivals to somewhat lovers, suggestive; 2.3k]

dollification by @amoremainslayer [s]

sir oblivious by @sxmmerberries [f] [textfic]

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석매튜 ─── SEOK MATTHEW

coloumb's law by @seoktized [s] [ft. jake from enhypen, college au; 3.4k]

airpods by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [stepcest; 2k]

feel good by @loserlvrss [s] [soft smut]

show me how to use that pretty mouth of yours by @aswaki [s] [oral fixation; 2.2k]

mile high club privilege by @aswaki [s] [stewardess/flight attendant reader, strangers themed; 1.8k]

matthew flashfic this and this by @aswaki [s]

semi public sex by @528-hotline [s]

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김태래 ─── KIM TAERAE

taedros taedros [ one . two . three ] by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [bsf taerae]

giving it a chance by @haesunflower [a] [not super angsty, established long term relationship]

keep it quiet by @cinnajun [f, sugg] [best friend’s brother!au x reader; 3.6k]

this loser by @kkongdakz [f]

a summ(lov)er song by @kkongdakz [f]

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沈泉锐 ─── SHEN QUANRUI

against everything by @ohsunnyboy [f] [royalty!au, arranged marriages, sword fights and honour]

cherry chapstick by @loserlvrss [sugg]

sunlight by @kkongdakz [f]

wooden block tower by @kkongdakz [a]

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김규빈 ─── KIM GYUVIN

7:34 pm by @zhng96 [f] [blurb]

sunny days by @zhng96 [f] [3.1k]

new year's kiss by @hariboz [f] [friends to lovers; 1.6k]

only one by @loserlvrss [f] [established relationship; 1k]

battery recharge by @kkongdakz [f]

kiss it better by @kkongdakz [f]

world's cutest couple by @cinnajun [fake angst]

pool sex by @carmesi-butterfly [s]

birthday much? by @arafilez [f] [drabble; 0.3k]

you kissed him and ran away by @sxmmerberries [f] [text imagine, bsf!gyuvin]

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박건욱 ─── PARK GUNWOOK

why are you ignoring me by @slytherinshua [f]

one bed by @kkongdakz [f] [enemies to somewhat lovers; 1k]

consequences by @lovepookie [f, a]

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한유진 ─── HAN YUJIN

a spark of light by @ohsunnyboy [f] [bestfriends, homework, pining away and gaming]

love lock by @trsrina [f]

mario cart by @trsrina [f]

2a.m. crisis by @slytherinshua [f, sickfic]

side dishes by @gyubaseone [f]

everything is okay by @taeraemisu [f]

7:39 pm by @itsactuallylina [f]

red thread of fate by @carmesi-butterfly [f]

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제로베이스원 ─── OT9 / POLY

zb1 top 3 kinks by @melobin [s] [not including gunwook & yujin]

cute things zb1 do as you bf by @tzuberry [f] [maknae line hcs]

she's busy bro by @haesunflower [f] [text imagines, yujin not included]

cuddling with zb1 by @cinnajun [f] [headcannons, yujin not inc]

this love is small by @taeiun [f] [some of the little things that they do in your relationship, yujin not inc]

zb1 as love tropes by @tzuberry [f] [headcannons, maknae line]

sweet venom by @taeiun [f] [headcannons, pulling them by the collar and kissing, 02z + 04z + gw]

zb1 as your boyfriends by @cinnajun [f] [hcs, yujin not incl]

zb1 as taylor swift songs by @zhng96 [f] [blurbs]

calling your bsf "babe" by @zhng96 [f] [text imagines]

why him by @hariboz [f] [text imagines, you ask for another member's pc]

why didn't you kiss me by @hariboz [f] [text imagines]

favourite places to kiss by @loserlvrss [f] [blurb, gw + yj not incl]

is this mine? by @kkongdakz [f] [reaction, when you wear their clothes]

we're so cliché by @kkongdakz [f] [zb1 as love tropes]

kiss me by @kkongdakz [sugg] [making out with hyung line]

you being sleep deprived/sleep drunk by @sxmmerberries [f] [maknae line + taerae, text imagines]

no more kisses by @faithst [f] [ot8, hcs, s/o being shy after every kiss]

copyright to respective authors, don't forget to reblog their works ^^ okshu + @fairyofmangoes

[pumpkinbxtch]

-ˋˏ blame it (on the alcohol)

— percy jackson x daughter of ares!reader

☆ radiostar is playing: blame it by jamie foxx ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

warnings: alcohol consumption, intense makeout & language.

n/a: I was looking for someone who best suited this fic and Percy was my answer. this is a kind of mad makeout 'cause reader and percy don't get along. ready girls? go

Percy had been drinking too much, an argument with his father had him clutching the beer can with enough force to make his knuckles go white. Stupid oceanic rules, stupid gossiping gods, screw it all. He took another sip of the drink and tried to relax his jaw, which had been as tense as a bear trap. Barely enough light to maneuver through the crowd without bumping shoulders, not that he cared much at the moment anyway, so he made his way to the living room where everyone was dancing. He wondered if drowning himself in the music could make him forget his troubles, was almost willing to entertain the idea until he saw you. Shit, did he really have to run into you right now?

Almost simultaneously, you caught his eye from across the room and smirked, that way Percy couldn't stand. You raised your drink in the air in a greeting gesture, and he huffed, looking away. Your interactions as sweet as ever. Now his night was ruined, and he'd have to leave not even half as drunk as he wanted to be, but the sea of people he'd have to navigate through again kept him in place.

“Just finish this drink and I'm out,” he swore to himself, not very convincingly. That's how the son of Poseidon found himself postponing his departure for over an hour. Beer after beer and drink after drink, he found himself mixing various types of alcohol. The fact that he could still string coherent words together without slurring made him curse his semi-divine metabolism. His green eyes scanned the room, maybe he was looking for you, just out of curiosity, and that's when he spotted you not far from him, dancing. He deliberately sat on the arm of the sofa and leaned back against the wooden wall, watching you.

It angered him that you were there, he hated the children of Ares and their irreverent ways. The way you looked at him earlier told him you knew he'd had a shitty day, rumors spread fast. Now, even having left the camp to have a moment of peace, he couldn't shake it off. 

He gripped his disposable cup tighter. He hated you and hated the way you treated him, but he detested even more the way your legs glistened with sweat or the way your dress lifted, giving him a glimpse of your thighs. He must have been crazy to be so focused on that, but knew he had definitely lost his mind when realized he was walking towards you.

You smiled as if you had been waiting for him for a long time, as if you knew he would end up walking towards you, and he felt another pang of anger.

He looked terribly hot, standing there holding the cup with one hand while the other gripped the pocket of his jeans, with a grumpy face and messy hair. Made you bite your lip, and you took his forearm, inviting him to dance.

He would have refused, if it weren't for the soothing contact he felt when your warm skin touched his. He downed the drink in one go and tossed the cup somewhere only the gods knew, couldn't wait to put his hands on your waist and pull you close to him.

— Running away from your problems, Jackson?— You murmured, standing on tiptoes to reach his ear, and he snorted. He gripped your hips, moving them to the rhythm of the music or to his own whim, just to feel control over you, and for the first time, you gave him that pleasure.

—None of your business —he snapped, eyes darkening from the alcohol's effect. He leaned challengingly towards you, you caught his typical sea and cologne scent that only he could wear so well. Your stomach twisted, and you eagerly grabbed the fabric of that plaid shirt he wore over his t-shirt. He smirked.

He was winning, you were losing, and for the first time, you didn't care.

Still, you had to do something, so you turned around, adjusting his heavy hands on you. You started swaying your hips, rubbing your ass against his jeans. Instead of being startled, he pressed himself against you, and nestled his chin on your shoulder, his hot breath on your neck made you tilt your head back, hitting his shoulder.

You knew you’d end up like this eventually, you hated each other, runnin' away from each other, but the tension that was growing up between you only someday win over you. You were a daughter of Ares, you knew hate wasn't far from of passion, in the end, it was a very thin, almost invisible line.

You felt his lips on your neck and how the tension break in an instant; becoming voracious and totally carnal. It didn't take long before he had you pinned against the wall in some corner of someone's house while he devoured your neck. You controlled small moans, although truth be told, in that hustle and bustle no one would notice, nor care. Two more people making out at a party full of drunks?

Your hands eagerly slipped under Percy's shirt, groping blindly as he left kisses on your collarbone until you hugged him under the fabric, impatient to have him closer. He groaned in your ear and made you tilt your head back to give him more space. Your hips rose to clash against his, and he pushed you to be totally plastered against the wall again.

—Behave — he demanded against your ear, and you let out a small whimper. He smiled arrogantly and gave a wet kiss on your cheek. He stroked you with his nose, inhaling your sweet scent mixed with sweat, just teasing you.

Desperation grew in your stomach, and impulsively you buried your hands in his hair, forcing him to look at you, noses colliding and the smell of alcohol mingling with yours. The sober part of your mind wanted to stop and think if it was a good idea, but you were too lazy to reflect when you were so hot, so you kissed him hungrily.

Percy smiled against your lips and let out some huffs when he lacked air, kissing you annoyed, frustrated even he was frowning. He hugged you by the waist to keep you even closer, he felt his lips intertwining and bit your lower lip, making you hiss, he could barely control himself. He growled when he felt you now biting his lip. His head spun with each kiss, with each touch and caress. In no time he couldn't shake the feeling of your body against his, and he squeezed your body even tighter, you just reacted the same way.

Percy felt the anger of finding it pleasurable, of wanting more and having to accept that it was the best makeout session he'd had in a while, and all with you. He didn't want to accept it, so he blame it on the alcohol.

—ffuck, yesterday i drank too much — he said the next day in the dining hall, he looked tired, and a scar was noticeable near the corner of his mouth. From a few meters, you smiled and approached.

—Me too!— you chirped teasingly, obviously poking your nose into other people's conversation. You did know better, you covered your scar with make up.

Percy rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to look at you while nibbling his blueberry pancakes. His friends didn't suspect anything, of all your little daily fights, nothing was new anymore. You held the tray tighter and walked away from them with a smile. So scandalous, so funny, hope gods wanted it to happen again.

[glitterjay]

— staring contest

⠀⭒ paring heeseung x afab!reader. friends to lovers(?, makeout, pet names, drabble, mention of alcohol(?, short, semi suggestive content under the cut (minors DNI)

parties like this were often in this side of town. big houses, loud music, it was what you and your friends called the rich kids neighborhood as kids. and here you were now, walking into one of those big houses for a party you were invited.

you had met jake in one of your classes and you had both hit it off instantly. it would be too fast to call him your best friend, but he was definitely making his way up to that title.

you heard about this big party invitation going around, to which jake gladly filled you in. it was lee heeseung's party. ironically, he and jake were really good friends, which made the latter earn a plus one to the invitation he had received.

jake had told you before that heeseung limits a lot who he hangs out with, which just makes him even more popular for his "mysterious" reputation. you weren't going to lie, he was handsome, but you wouldn't try to get to know him if he didn't want to.

once you both made it into the house, jake grabbed your hand to lead you to his group of friends (which included the host of such party) who seemed to already be playing around with each other. "damn jake, i didn't know you had a girlfriend" one of the boys teased.

"she's not my girlfriend, jay. but at least i have a pretty girl to accompany me." the comments made you blush furiously, coughing as if that would make the redness leave your face. "we'll see about that" a voice called. it was the only face you could put a name to besides jake. it was heeseung.

"you're just in time, yun. we were just about to play some games."

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it had been 3 hours since you arrived at the party. cans of beers flooded the table where you guys had originally started playing beer pong. "i know! why don't we have a staring contest?" the one who you had learned was named sunghoon suggested.

"i think thats a great idea!" jay exclaimed. "jake can hardly look at anything without giggling anymore, this should be easy." as the other two kept pestering jake for his clumsy and drunk behavior, you had felt someone else starting the staring contest.

heeseung's eyes were locked on you. it was as if a lion had just seen the perfect pray. he looked hot. you turned around nervously, trying to find the one who brought you here in the first place.

"jake is long gone. probably playing around with hoon and jay." he said.

your body tensed a little after hearing his voice. it was much deeper and heavier for some reason. "yeah, i guess you're right." you could see heeseung eyeing you up and down, licking his lips. it made you feel insecure for a moment, until you realized how close he had gotten. "i could kiss you right now."

"so do it." you said, feeling bold. heeseung didnt think twice, rapdily grabbing your face and slamming his lips into yours. it was quick at first, but then it turned more romantic. your hands rested on his broad shoulders while his held your face steady.

"your pretty dress kept calling me all night. it wants me to take it off."

i feel like this is sooo bad... | © glitterjay | tumblr

[hoshigray]

˗ˏˋ Summertime ⛱ Madness ˎˊ˗

Dear Diary...summer is finally here, and you're ready to spend it all with your best buds — Itadori, Megumi, and Nobara! Because the season is meant to be eventful, no? Though, how eventful? You already have plans with your friends to make every day count...Yet, so much has happened this summer that you NEED to write it all down! Especially since five men, in particular, have put you through a complete whirlwind of a summer...

Collector's Note: Hi, hello!! This is my first time doing something like this, but to commemorate getting 1k followers (tysm!!), I felt this would be a fun way to celebrate!! These entries will be posted throughout the summer (with dates provided), so keep your eyes open for when a diary entry opens! They can be read as standalone fics, but some (2-3) may be linked with one another. And no, they are not gonna be in first-person, only for this post as a sort of introduction to the pieces, lol. And FYI: these adorable sea-themed dividers are made by the wonderful remi (@cafekitsune), whose dividers I use non-stop!! Thank you sm for the dividers as always, remi, love what you do sm!!

Diary Status: ongoing!!

Word of caution: fem!reader - modern AU - age differences (the reader is at least in their 20s; the guys' ages will be specified in their respective fics for convenience's sake) - explicit content/nsfw so minors DNI - mentions of alcohol/drug use - unprotected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - taboo (consensual sex b/w professor/undergrad; a friend's relative) - size differences - one night stands - be sure to read the content warnings (cw) to fully grasp what each fic will contain before reading!

Intrigued readers: wanna be tagged when an entry is posted? Lmk in the replies plz!

✎﹏﹏﹏ 📖 Y/n's Diary Entries 📖 ﹏﹏﹏✎

Dear Nanami Kento... ༄ My Professor's Final Spring Praise

Entry Narrative: Before my summer break officially started, I had to finish my last in-person exam with Professor Nanami. It was so tough, but I made it through! I was the last to leave, so I thanked the professor and shared some final words before heading to my dorm to finish packing up. However, how do a few gratitude and praise exchanges end up with me on his desk and him between my legs? Contents: professor! Nanami x fem! reader - explicit content so minors DNI - taboo (consensual sex b/w a professor & undergrad) - age difference (the reader is at least in their 20s; Nanami approaching early 30s) - fingering (fem! receiving) - cunnilingus - semi-missionary position (reader lies on their back on a table while Nanami stands) - public sex/sex in a university classroom - unprotected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - pining if you squint - praise - pet names (baby, darling, love, sweet pea) - clitoral play (licking and sucking) - kissing/makeout sessions. Completion: July 3rd (Nanami + my bday :DD so I better see y'all wish me and my hubby a hbd or this shit isn't getting released >:T)

Dear Satoru Gojo... ༄ Sweet Blind Summer Fling

Entry Narrative: Due to a bet made by Nobara, I made an online dating account to set myself up with a blind date. Although a bit witty and annoyingly childish, Gojo's remarkably handsome and sweet...So, how the hell did I end up sleeping with him on the first date!? Contents: switch! Gojo x fem! reader - explicit content so minors DNI - blind date/online match-up - age difference (the reader is at least in their 20s; Gojo is around early 30s) - texting back and forth - sex at a hotel - one night stands - consensual sex under the influence - protected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - cowgirl + lotus positions - pet names (angel, baby, dollface, pretty, princess, sweet thing) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - mentions of drug/alcohol use (reader and Gojo don't get blackout drunk, but y'all get tipsy) - a bunch of silliness bc it's a Gojo fic (duh). Completion: July 24th

Dear Suguru Geto... ༄ Swim in Waves, Chill in Caves

Entry Narrative: I went to the beach with my friends!! Only for me to...run into Gojo again!!? And to make things crazier, I met his attractive best friend who heard "so much" about me??!! Thanks to Gojo's nonstop blabber-mouth, Geto was interested in me in ways I would rather not be known for! Contents: Geto x fem! reader - explicit content, so minors DNI - age difference (the reader is at least in their 20s; Geto is around early 30s) - oral (m! + f! receiving) - heavy depictions of a blowjob - semi-handjob - sex at an open area; cave by the beach - 69+ doggy style/backshots + missionary position - unprotected sex but Geto doesn't shoot inside (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - fucking while the sun sets, lmaooo - pet names (baby, cutie, sweetheart, sweetie, princess) - clitoral play (swiping and pinching) - Gojo is here so expect some silliness. Completion: August 4th

Dear Choso Kamo... ༄ In[put]s & Out[put]s

Entry Narrative: My friends and I are getting ready to go out, but I'm feeling a little nervous about my outfit since it looks a little risqué... So, I took a pic of it and sent it to Itadori to hear his thoughts. Come to find out...I instead sent it to his half older brother, who was coming to pick me up......and he liked the outfit so much that he gave me his personal opinion?? Contents: still deciphering... Completion: TBA

Dear Toji Fushiguro... ༄ Secrets, Sweat, and Summer Fever

Entry Narrative: The gang and I hung out at Megumi's place for the last week of summer. But when I'm left at the house alone with Megumi's hot father, how am I supposed to act normal after "accidentally" eavesdropping on him jerking off to me!? Also, why and how the fuck does he know about my personal endeavors!? Contents: still deciphering... Completion: TBA

© hoshigray 2023 ~𓆉~ Diary entries above are collected by, written by, and belong to me, so please do not steal, edit, or post my works. Or I'll find all the people in your family who don't know how to swim and throw 'em in the ocean (and yes, that includes you). :/

[suguru-getos]

okay…. Kaveh Thirst.. he needs a good reward after a long stressful week ;__; i'm too weak for this man i want to give him a hand while kissing him when he's tired and sad, letting him relax and know that he's absolutely loved bc he deserves it!! maybe even tease him a bit tbh. this is a very fluffy thirst istg im so sorry wwwwww

pls don’t be sorry my blog’s name is kaveh’s banner name 🤭 pls be my bestie bc let’s share kaveh together i love that man sm🥲🤍 he makes me feel in awe of his personality every single day.

warnings: drunk kaveh, drunk sex 😏 fluff & comforting words cause he’s just super nice

You opened the door to a stumbling, drunk Kaveh held by his ex-roommate, Alhaitham. “Alright, Kaveh. You are home now.” He glanced at you, helping Kaveh inside and on the bed, “All yours now.” Alhaitham chimed, passing you a friendly half-smile and leaving.

You knew Kaveh absolutely loved hanging out with people, sometimes it got a bit too much given his tight knit schedule. You didn’t mind though, he had his priorities sorted & you never, ever felt that you were left out, or drifting apart.

You walked back towards the bedroom, bidding farewell to Alhaitham. Kaveh was sleeping peacefully, your heart pounded right at your chest whenever you looked at him. Awestruck with the fact that he was yours… forever if need be.

“Kaveh. Goodnight.” You cooed, leaning in and kissing his forehead.

“Don’t go—” Kaveh mumbled, pulling you atop him in a drunken haze. “Don’t you ever, go…”

You smiled tenderly, glassy eyed at the pure innocence Kaveh carried. “I would rather die…” you cooed, kissing his forehead, inching towards his lips and softly kissing him. The supple skin of his lips felt exhilarating to you, especially when Kaveh kissed you back with a much needed fervor. “I love you-”

Kaveh was a mumbling, drunken mess, hands messily touching you all over, cupping your breasts, cupping your ass, caressing your waist, rubbing your back, holding your asscheeks and letting you feel his semi. “Look at what you do to me—”

Kaveh panted, groaning out when you straddled him, humping him while you both were fully clothed. “Argh- baby-” Kaveh groaned, eyes widening; a contrast to his initial droopy, dizzy gaze.

“Let me- Let me have you….” Kaveh sounded so gorgeous whenever he would express his need. Just like now, eager to feel your cunt wrap around his cock.

How could you not comply to your man? He had left you wet enough with the makeout session, however… despite being drunk enough. Kaveh stopped you when you tried to sit onto his erect cock. “Lube yourself up baby…” his observations were always on point. Sometimes baffling you to no end.

Soon you both were left panting messes, moaning each others name, kissing each other while Kaveh leaned against the headboard, hugging you snug & rutting himself inside you. “Don’t let any of me escape. You understand?” Fuck— whenever Kaveh’s politeness faded into orders, that’s when you came the hardest. He was well aware of thr fact, smirking at the sudden clench of your walls around him.

“…and, you will ask for permission, right Princess?”

[kyoghurts]

THE FALL IN THE MOONLIGHT ༺ ˎˊ-

mashle / rayne ames x gn reader

synopsis. rayne is more than willing to surrender his love to you. only if you’ll let him.

content. suggestive in its finest details. 2k wc. makeout sesh. dirty talk (???) reader is semi-toxic bc of their avoidant attachment tendency (not really further explained). drunk & a tinge of jealous rayne. literally the most shameless thing i’ve ever written.

you’re the epitome of a mantrap, and rayne ames is here to testify.

in the heart of the forest where moonlight weaves through ancient oaks, a mystical feast unfolds; a riot of colors and sounds demand the earth to swallow its boundaries. reality thickens with haze, blurring into a heady and intoxicating dream.

his pulse is in the throbbing bass of the music, pulling bodies in the rush; losing yourself with the rhythm. it vibrates through his bones, as if his body is in a bottle shaking itself, which he’s sure is the root cause of his dizziness. definitely not the butterbeer he’s consumed for the past two hours, his limits in shackles.

and most definitely not because he’s guarding you at a safe distance, ready to pull you away if the situation calls for it.

he’s standing across the field like an outcast, untouched. placing himself in a heavy and uncomfortable setting startled the masses, in any case, he’d shut this public rave party any time. or he’d leave them in their wild abandon for all he cares.

but what’s more alarming is that you’re here, a figure of soon to be in equal standing of his status. a figure of slight-authority—you’re getting there— and he makes sure you’ll get there.

which is why he’s stuck in this predicament, regardless of his principle.

this is not mandatory (he’s had enough of parroting himself every time your laugh annoyingly echoes within the trembling walls of his heart. his ears chasing your voice within the cacophony of sounds.) but his limbs are tied to your feet, wherever you go, he’ll follow without question. (he wonders if you notice this, and he’s not talking about now. you’ve always pulled him in your gaze, at the end of an abrupt sentence with no period of conclusion. he wonders what you think of him, or what magic you truly have lurking beneath your fine smiles and lingering touches and liquid stardust soaked on your tongue.)

(he wonders what sort of face you’ll make if he so bold as to pierce you with “what are we?” in a waking reality. and he can’t save himself for the things his mind conjures up once he seals your lips in his hungry ones. it’s a crime against fairness, then again, when have you ever played fair with him?)

whatever it is that sits between the two of you, it’s crawling beneath skin and muscles and even bones. a parasite gnawing and coiling around his insides, a devil’s ivy somehow caught in his throat; the distance of you and him isn’t helping either, it feels like you’re miles and miles apart. if he calls you out now, will you finally be able to hear his unbearable longing for you?

the music goes louder, his presence more quieter.

that didn’t take long until he finds you shrinking back in disgust when a guy smiles wickedly at you with an all-knowing intention. if he’s asking for trouble, it’s a broken face and teeth he’ll get.

the air is too thick with tension that’s palpable enough to make your breathing so difficult right now. in fact, you can’t even feel your lungs, your breath’s shallow and uneven. you feel rayne’s broad chest flushed against yours, heaving as he pants. and—fuck. your whole body is shaking and your knees are about to give in to the anxiety crashing you in harsh tides.

your mind is hurling at you to shove him off of you. now. you want to scream. you want to cry. blood is going to draw from your lips if you don’t stop biting them real hard. you try to swallow, anything, as he pulls you closer, practically crushing any possible space between you and him. his right arm is pressed against the bark of the tree, atop of your head, and his left is carefully hovered around your waist, just barely enough to drive you mad. his head is craning towards behind, occasionally turning left and right on high alert.

you’re fairly certain he’s keeping himself composed, despite the enclosed space forced upon him. he’s always been like this. so cautious, so careful. he’s everything you’re not. and god knows how many times he’s dealt with such things because of you. you bite the insides of your cheek, the guilt on your mouth is deserving of punishment. you both stay like this for—how many minutes has it been? ridden with hesitance, you try to whisper, “..i think they’re gone-”

“where are they ?!”

howls of skin deep fury travels across the entire forest, causing your trembling hands to cling onto rayne’s neck, squeezing your head in his chest as much as you can, trying to suppress a gasp filled with crippling dread. suddenly you feel hot, warmth envelops your sides, his hand are now around your back. the way he puts pressure while rubbing you is gentle and coaxing—something that’s almost sacred and fleeting.

his lips are on your head, hushing you, “shh, stay quiet.”

you hug him tighter than anything. not wanting to let go anymore.

if it’s his heartbeat or yours that’s drumming resonantly around the shell of your ear, you’re not sure. but you start pouring your focus on his embrace instead. his scent engulfs you, all woody and intoxicating. you take a long and deep breath, unhurried; the asshole’s presence still lingers at the edge of your mind, but his ugly and angry expression is a blur compared to the present. you feel rayne’s fingers stroke your hair, and you can think about nothing except the way his chest slowly comes to its normal pace of breathing each moments that quietly pass.

the sound of the party is distant. cicadas invite you to a place of nature’s refuge. your face is still buried close to his figure, but you get the sense that he doesn’t mind, not when his grip remains the same.

your eyes are shut when he sighs, soft yet reverberating. “you’re insufferable.”

“thank you.” you say, breathy and half-teasing. just trying to make anything light, even if there’s a tremor in the tone of your voice. “you could’ve handled the situation better though.”

“says you. you should’ve left him with me and flipped him off.”

“i thought you hated me. so i didn’t.”

the stroking stopped. hesitant.

he retrieves, and for a second you think you fucked up. really fucked up. you can see his eyes glisten through the dark night with—such messy, incomprehensible emotions. his jaw clammed and taut, as if he’ll never forgive himself if he opens his mouth and let himself free.

“i don’t hate you.” each word is emphasized, each breath is betrayed. “god you’re- are you serious?”

“i’ve been avoiding you, rayne. it’s only valid to hate me-”

“don’t make me repeat myself.”

you could be scared by now. but you’re not. this isn’t some guy who tried to fuck you all over like that ex of yours who showed up unannounced and started harassing you for no apparent reason. this isn’t anyone who’s taken so much of you that on some days, you don’t really know who you’re looking at in the mirror. this isn’t anyone else who you tried to impress for the eye to behold—this isn’t anyone who tolerates that bullshit.

this is rayne ames, one of—or probably the first one to have you bound by whatever laws of the universe has in its power, the one who has your heart wrapped in an unexpected gentleness, one who you truly felt so deeply about you could call it love—you don’t know the feeling well, but you do know this one’s real. because rayne has always told the truth, how there’s nothing to hide even if he doesn’t speak of it.

his golden beautiful eyes hold so much promises. and maybe he’s telling you now that you don’t have to hide any longer, too.

your lips curl into a frown. “i’m sorry.”

his hands pull you by the waist, with slight pressure, intense stare. “you better be.”

you huff a chuckle, “i am, rayne.”

“show me.” it could be the alcohol (even if its in a very small amount, you could guess that rayne is a lightweight and butterbeer is no exception), but you notice the faint pink dappled on his cheeks. you’re tempted to trace your thumb across his double-lined marks, feel his warm skin against your cold palm.

instead, you brush the side of his hair and slightly fiddle his ears, his piercing catches light. you see him visibly wavering, half lidded gaze and quiet but nervous exhales. you fight back a smile, “how do you want me to show it, hm? tell me.”

“please—” he gasps when you lean closer, heat permeates the little space in-between, “i want you to kiss me.”

and you did. caramel-sweet meets your bitter taste heart.

its almost an imperceptible touch of the lips, slow and gentle and careful. as if it’s a whisper of a lover’s affection. the way you kiss is deliberate and measured, allowing him to pause and savor the softness. you find this rather strange—as if you haven’t felt vulnerability in this way, but that you find it’s comforting. each slight movement is intentional, it feels so intimate that you want it to last forever.

a prolonged, low moan escapes him. he explores you, down to your waist then to the hips and—“is this okay?” he parts, voice almost swallowed when you longingly chased his lips back, but you had to notice one of his hands is hovered over your thigh, and you nod as if the answer should’ve been obvious. you feel safe with rayne for him to touch you in places you’re most ruined. in places you’ve never let anyone come close to. he’s all yours.

he gives your thigh a nice squeeze, before he returns your kisses with much, much less measured and more passionately— so raw in his wake. it’s whole and messy and uncharted. you can’t help but let out a faint mewl, the searing sensation of pent up longing courses through his rushed veins.

his tongue slides against yours, permission being granted with your mouth slightly agape. every touch feels electric, wires buzzing and drunken wants flaring.

you want it—the cautious and protective rayne, the arduous desires and the saccharine taste. he gives you one lasting kiss before he moves to your temple, then to your ear with quick nibbles. he says something, a bit muffled, a bit tantalizing as you shiver, “you’re dangerous, you know that?”

even as your mind is in a hazy state, you’re sober enough to give a solid response. “you like the dangerous anyway.”

“i do.” he proceeds with your neck, wet and sloppy for the impatience he has of you. “makes me want to do dangerous things to you.”

it’s warm, so incredibly warm that you can’t breathe but you want that, too.

you tell this to him in the form of roughly grabbing a fistful of his hair as he sucks that specific spot on your neck, near to your collarbone. earning a satisfied hum from you— fuck it, you think, you want everyone to know you’re his. you’re not going to escape what the universe had so thoughtfully granted you and you’re never going to hide the truth.

“let me take care of you tonight.”

you smile, resolute and profound. “i want you, not just tonight, but your everyday’s, rayne. all of it.”

he spent many nights wanting you and your everydays, and he’ll spend the rest finally giving you what no one else can.

you’re truly the epitome of a mantrap, rayne ames is more than willing to surrender to you completely.

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[thepaperpanda]

Everyone might’ve heard us - Bucky Barnes headcanons & drabble

Summary: a set of headcanons & a little drabble for drunk sex with Bucky

Warnings: smut (unprotected p in v), semi-public sex, drunk sex, female reader

Author: Fenrir

A/N: Today's prompt is: drunk sex.

Masterlist

Everything becomes incredibly heightened when alcohol courses through his veins.

Barnes may be a little more aggressive in his sexual advances. 

Get ready to be thoroughly dominated and fucked mercilessly.

He's consistently forgetful about using condoms.

When he's drunk, Bucky becomes more interested in the idea of public sex - the mere possibility of getting caught red-handed is driving him wild.

Under normal circumstances, he can stifle his moans when you work your magic on his neck, but with the assistance of alcohol, he's a cacophony of pleasure - he’ll groan louder and more often.“Fuck, doll, you’re going to leave a trail of hickeys on my neck, aren’t ya?”

He'll thrust with unrestrained intensity, abandoning his usual caution as he seeks to pleasure you. He will be unstoppable.

Picture this: you both in front of a mirror, where he'll force you to watch how his thick cock slides in and out of your pussy. “You like that, babe? Look at that. My dick fits you fucking perfectly.”

And when he's inebriated, he tends to get a bit cheeky, chuckling as your body jolts because of overstimulation.

"Was that too much for you, babe?" 

He's the type to initiate a passionate makeout session while you're in the midst of your fucking session, savouring the intoxicating taste of alcohol and your essence on your lips.

And here's a surprise — he'll want to experiment with your vibrator, using it to enhance his own pleasure, fucking your tight asshole with the toy while his fat dick is buried deep in your needy cunt.

Bucky's moans will reach a level of eroticism that feels like the very essence of desire. He’s going to sound like a fucking porn star.

He'll cup and squeeze your breasts like there is no tomorrow.

Get ready for ultra hard spanking, especially involving his bionic hand.

He'll deliver the most intense spanks while fucking your tight cunny from behind. Bucky isn’t typically into things that could cause you pain, but now he's gripping your hair like he's taming a wild stallion.

If you happen to be on top, of him, riding his dick, Bucky'll take control by gripping your hips firmly, rendering you immobile while he thrusts up into you with such force that you'll need to cup a headboard to prevent yourself from falling off; the sole sound in the room will be his ball sack slapping against the plush of your ass.

Bucky’s a fucking tease and he would rub his hardened shaft against your wet clit and folds first before sliding it on without a single warning. “Yeah, fuck, you’re so tight for me.”

“Baaaby, ‘m gonna cum inside of you, ok?”

The soft glow of candlelight cast a warm ambiance over the restaurant as Bucky and you sat across from each other at a cosy corner table. The low hum of chatter and clinking cutlery surrounded you, creating a perfect backdrop for the evening ahead.

You had chosen a dress that you felt confident and beautiful in, its neckline gracefully emphasising your décolletage. The deep, rich colour of the dress seemed to catch the candlelight just right, enhancing the allure of the moment.

As the two of you delved into conversation, you couldn't help but notice Bucky's lingering gaze, his eyes locked onto you. His usual demeanour was softened by a faint, appreciative smile, and his blue eyes held a certain warmth that spoke volumes. It was as if the rest of the world had faded into the background, and in that moment, it was just the two of you, lost in the magnetic pull of your connection.

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Bucky firmly pressed your face against the restroom door of the restaurant, his hand gripping your neck, and his bionic elbow securing you in place. His other hand boldly explored your ass, while his lips trailed against your cheek. “So fucking sexy, aren’t you, doll?”

You trembled at his touch, a dampness growing bigger between your thighs.

Hiking your dress up slightly, Barnes cupped his hand over your clothed core, groping it, smirking widely as he felt how wet you were. Bucky purred, releasing his firm hold on you and withdrawing his hand from your pussy. With a deft move, he spun you around to face him. His hungry lips devoured yours in an intense, passionate kiss. As the heat between you intensified, your hands urgently worked to remove each other's clothing. Bucky's hand slid up, hiking the dress to your tummy while his bionic arm worked on the fly of his jeans.

Breaking the kiss momentarily, Bucky locked eyes with you, searching for any hint of hesitation and finding none.

His hand firmly gripped the shaft of his hard dick that was freed, aligning it with your eager entrance, all the while maintaining intense eye contact with you. He entered you at a tantalisingly slow pace, and both of you couldn't help but moan in unison. Your fingers dug into Bucky's back as you clung to him.

Barnes' hands held your sides, and he began a rhythmic thrusting motion, pulling out and pushing in, all while burying his head in the crook of your neck. 

Both of you panted heavily, your nails leaving their mark on his skin, which only intensified his groans as he quickened his pace. "Fuck." 

Your legs wrapped around his waist as he held you mid-air, allowing for even deeper thrusts, his hips meeting yours with a passionate intensity.

Intense waves of pleasure coursed through your bodies, leaving you both in a state of ecstasy.

Your silky walls tightened around him, causing Bucky's cock to throb with pleasure. His hold on your sides grew even firmer; you could be sure he'd leave bruises there.

"You feel so amazing around my cock," Bucky moaned, his Romanian accent becoming deeper as he peppered the crook of your neck with sloppy, open-mouthed kisses. One of his hands wandered from your side, trailing up to the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair and gripping firmly.

"Bucky," you moaned in response as he continued his rhythmic thrusting, and they grew faster and more primal.

The room echoed with moans, groans, and the sounds of skin slapping against skin, a cacophony of pleasure. Both of you were lost in pure bliss, completely unconcerned about the possibility of anyone overhearing or getting into the restroom to catch you both red-handed.

As a familiar sensation welled up in the pit of your stomach, you could sense Bucky approaching his climax. His thrusts grew sloppier, his bionic hand that had been on your left sides now moving down to where you were intimately connected. The pad of his metal thumb found your clit, and he began rubbing it in rough circles, causing your toes to curl in your shoes as your orgasm surged through you.

Barnes wasn't far behind, delivering one final powerful thrust before his cock convulsed inside you. 

Your walls clenched tightly around him, and both of you reached the peak of pleasure simultaneously, filling the restroom with loud, unrestrained moans.

As he softened inside you, Bucky murmured a quiet, "I fucking love ya, babe."

Bucky leaned in close, his voice a hushed whisper, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "There's something about that electrifying thrill in my spine and tummy when I think about the possibility of getting caught fucking your cunt senseless." Bucky added with a cocky grin, "I'm pretty sure everyone in the dining room heard us."

[sagephilosophie]

No Entrance⃠

┆Mochizuki “Mochi” K.

ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇʀ!ᴍᴏᴄʜɪ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

˗ˏˋ ★ Tags ˎˊ˗

NSFW, Choking, Hair-pulling, Degradation, Belly Bulge, Spit As Lube, Rough Sex, Breeding, Semi-Public Sex, Teasing, Hook-Up, reader has a vagina, Making Out, Dirty Talk.

˗ˏˋ ★ Word Count ˎˊ˗ : 1,319

AO3

Your friend kept trying to get your attention all night, the loud music in the nightclub didn't help them much, some of your once sober friends even gave up on you and got back to having fun.

The club was jam packed that saturday night, bunch of your drunk friends grinding on each other, dancing, and hitting on random strangers, and the rest went to the back to puke, but all in all completely wasted.

But you, on the other hand, sat still in your seat, only kept your eyes on the well built bouncer guarding the VIP room facing your table, maybe it was the alcohol kicking in, but no one in a club full of horny poeple managed to captivate you like he did.

Watching him throughly, posing with his arms crossed, flexing those muscles, with a stern look on his face, made you frot your legs together and bite your lips slightly.

Your head began creating hot cinematic love scenes where that veiny hand chokes you and your cervix is getting fucked mercilessly by his relentless hip movements as you come undone on his massive cock.

The alcohol were pushing you to make a move on him and make your daydreams come true, but you wondered if he was even gonna notice you, unlike everyone around that came here to have fun on a Saturday night, he came to do his job, and jobs are the opposite of a saturday night fun.

Just as you couldn't look away, he noticed your stares and glanced back at you, your arousal between your legs gushed like a waterfall, and the imaginary scenarios in your head went wild, any rational person in your position would have looked away or just waved, but that one drunk and horny braincell inside your head said 'fuck it we only live once' and had you winking at him.

He gave you a smirk that lifted your hopes high up to the roof and that was all you needed to approach him, neither of you broke eye contact as you walked towards him and pushed everyone out of your way, making sure to pose seductively before him.

"Hey there, handsome~", you began to chat him up.

"Hey doll, I saw you eyeing me the whole night, let me guess, you want a free VIP entrance, doncha ?"

"Perhaps... i do need an entrance...", you threw one arm over his shoulder, your hands seperating between touching his wide neck and laying on his chest, running your finger all over him, while closing the distance between both of you.

He grabbed your hand from his neck and you yelped at his strong grip, "Well nice try, sweetheart, but no entrance granted."

The man, written on his name tag [MOCHI], had no idea how turned on and inspired he got you with his beefy physique.

It took all your willpower to not moan his name out loud.

"Aw babe... i don't need that entrance... i only came around to grant you entrance~"

"Oh yeah ?", Mochi grinned widely, revealing all his front teeth, "Where to ?"

The outcome of this converstation was going in your favor, so you smiled back and whispered in his ear, "Paradise~"

All of a sudden, a harsh grip on your hair dragged you to the back entrance, your back hit the wall as soon as the door opened, and you whined when a hand interlocked with your neck.

"Just so you know, i don't do gentle, so you better not be a fragile bitch."

"Sounds fun ♡"

"Fucking slut.", Mochi dived into your mouth and kissed you roughly, slipping in his tounge for a messier open-mouthed kiss.

The music was still faintly playing in the background but you couldn't give two fucks about it as your makeout session was getting more heated and pleasurable, Mochi choking you was the cherry on top.

Lust was eating you alive as the muscular man pulled you off of him forcefully, turned you around to press you more towards the wall and rising your already short dress to your upper back. You yelped when a hand came down and smacked your ass cheek, then another on your other cheek, another after another, and your moans kept getting higher with each slap.

"What is it you fucking whore ? Already can't handle me ♡ ?"

You can only answer him with moans synchronizing with his echoing spankings, which only fed his sadistic needs, "Pathetic..."

The striking stopped and Mochi caressed your swollen buttocks to spread them, you wondered if he was gonna get straight to the point but your thoughts were cut short when you felt liquid falling down on your folds, the sudden sensation sent shivers to your spine that you had to turn your neck to see his saliva rubbing on your exposed vagina.

Mochi spat again down your clit and used two of his fat fingers to smear them inside your hole hurriedly, "Too small, can't risk you passing out on me."

Your eyes rolled back to your head at the shape of his fingers inside you, he kept fingering you carelessly until he concluded you were wet enough to take him.

He got back up straight and pulled down his uniform pants with visible desire on his face, your neck almost snapped from the sudden rotation, you absolutely needed to see how big he was, and you were not disappointed; he had a massive raging red 10-incher, hard and ready to tango.

You could already visualize your gravestone written on it 'IN LOVING MEMORIES OF THIS WHORE. DEATH BY DICK.' and happily embracing that idea, because even if he kills this pussy, you'll atleast die happy.

"Cat got your tounge ?", Mochi's mocking voice sent you back down to earth.

"Waiting for your move anytime now, big guy, take your time ♡"

It's one of which, your reverse mockery didn't sit right by him or it turned him on, either way he grabbed your leg leading it to his shoulder, putting you in a ballerina position, "You talk too big for a little cumslut."

You had no time to remark on that when he shoved himself inside you and you couldn't even hear yourself screaming his name.

He wasn't lying when he said he don't do gentle, his thrusts were ruthless with no care for you or your pain tolerance, you couldn't convince yourself to care either when he sent both his hands to your neck and showed you stars.

The peak was unimaginably good. Your hole welcomed his size with open arms and your orgasm was the one chasing after him like there was no other point in life other than to get fucked stupid by him all night long.

Mochi wasn't going to let you taste that sweet taste of reaching your climax so fast, everytime you feel close he will pull out and edge you to tears, it was clear he had plans to make you come undone on his cock tonight.

When you ignored your own voice for a moment, the lewd sounds of his breathing and grunts turned you on further and added to the pleasurable torture you were living, everything about him drove you crazy, his veiny hands that's now bruising your hips, his dark eyes from the reflection of the metal pipe in front of you, his bulge constantly peaking from your belly, oh lord...

His sudden loud moans cought you off guard as his speed increased unrealistically fast, you could've sworn you went to heaven and back when he filled your insides with white.

He let go of you to catch his breath, and you were still is a whole new world after that, the obvious sounds of Mochi wearing his pants back on was the only thing that helped you realise how real that whole situation was.

"Doll..."

"Hm?"

"That was fun, maybe we can do that again sometime, in the VIP room."

                            @sagephilosophie

[moonxmagix]

Cubicles

Pairing: Gerard Way x Fem Reader secretary

CW: power imbalance, use of daddy, brat, spanking, fingering, choking, p in v, slight degradation, drinking, drunk while p in v, semi public ?, face fucking, hair pulling, soft ending, 18+

Summary: You are Gerards secretary and y'all do some nasty stuff in his office and at his home.

It had been my one year anniversary at my new job. I was the CEO’s secretary and was always told how I did an excellent job. I was an overachiever you’d say, I’d take over jobs before my boss told me to, and spend all  nighters on work. I was one of the very few women in the office but I didn’t mind, it usually meant I got more expensive gifts! But my pay for the work I did was not satisfactory. 

I love my job and wouldn’t trade it for the world. My boss Mr. Way was an excellent business man with the best of manners. But, he was a flirt, a tease, you’d say. Your attraction to him never went beyond a steamy makeout session in his office and some hands between your thighs. If you saw him  outside of the law firm you’d never think he was some top boss to a bunch of  lawyers that represented mob members. I will admit it was scary at times having grown men yell at you and not being able to yell back. 

Being from New Jersey the one thing that got me in trouble the most was my mouth. Mr. Way loved it though, it tested his control. His closest friends and top employees were big flirts too, but I didn’t want them as much as I wanted him. 

I walked into the law firm and greeted people as I passed. I had a small office of my own but it wasn’t nearly as spacious as Mr. Way’s. I made special cookie brownies for my one year anniversary here and couldn’t wait to share them. I put all my heavy things away and first went to go get coffee for myself and a couple others. As I stood at the coffee machine I felt a hand smack my ass. I turned  to see Mr. Iero standing next to me, I was so used to him being touchy-feely. “I could sue you for that, Mr. Iero,” I said, trying to sound serious. He chuckled, “You’d lose anyway,” he took a sip of the fresh coffee I made. 

I rolled my eyes, “You’d lose anyway,” I mocked him. “Better watch it or I’ll get you in trouble with Gerard,” he raised his brow following behind me. I opened Mr. Way’s office door to not see him there, “Is he here yet?” I asked Frank. He was always early even before me and I made sure to get there at 6:30 am sharp. Keep in mind I live in Jersey and transport by train to NYC. 

“Haven’t seen him, why? You miss your lil boyfriend,” he teased. I placed his coffee on his desk ready for when he does get here. “Not my boyfriend and I brought a special treat for later and I want him to be the first to try,” I said going to make my way to Mr. Toro and Mr. Mikey as we called  him. It’s confusing to have two different Mr. Ways. “Now, leave me to it, yeah?” I smiled ruffling his long hair. 

I could tell I got him hot and bothered by the way he unbuttoned his first two buttons on his shirt. I walked into the office that both Mr. Mikey and Mr. Toro shared. “Hi boys,” I smiled, receiving compliments from both. “Don’t you look amazing,” Mr. Toro said, kissing my hand. “What’re you dressing up for,” Mr. Mikey asked. “It’s officially been one year since I started,” I smiled. “Thank you for the coffee Mrs. Y/N, and congratulations to you,” Ray smiled and I went to go see if Mr. Way was here yet. 

I snuck by his office and peeked in the door window to see him working on his computer and taking sips of his coffee. I hurried to my office and grabbed the cookie brownies I made. I checked my makeup one last time and freshened up my dark red lipstick. 

My heels echoed in the halls as I nervously approached his door, I knocked before opening right away. Gerard met me at the door and saw my hands full of brownies and papers. “Whatcha got here?” he said excited and curious. He took the papers from me and placed several kisses on my cheek and jaw. Smothering me. 

I blushed and laid the brownies on his desk, a cigarette from his ash tray filling the air with smoke. He stood in front of me, staring at me up and down. “I made brownies and wanted you to be first to try them,” I said, scooting closer to him, our faces inches apart as I put my arms around his waist. “Aren’t you sweet,” he smiled, grabbing my chin and kissing me gently trying not to get my lipstick on him. I gave him a piece and I heard him moan in joy, “They’re delicious but not as sweet as you,” he said, rubbing our noses together cutely. 

But there was more that I wanted to talk about with him, getting a raise. Which I knew wasn’t going to be easy. Gerard sat on his chair taking a puff of his cigarette, “Could I talk to you about something?” I asked shyly. “Of course you can,” he said, patting his lap motioning me to sit on it. I played with his messy hair and took in his features, it didn’t look like he got much sleep. “So?” he said, pulling me out of my gaze. 

“Y’know it’s my one year anniversary here anddd I wanted to see if I could get a raise,” I was so nervous for his response. He chuckled, “We’ll see about that. You’ll have to earn it though,” he said with a smirk. I swallowed, “Haven’t I done enough Mr. Way? So not fair,” I whined. He grabbed my face and pulled his mouth next to my ear, “You watch that fuckin attitude right now, understand?” he said, placing a kiss on my neck. I nodded, when he got dominant like that it made my heart race and that wasn’t the only thing having a heartbeat. 

I moaned when he kissed my neck, making his demeanor change completely. He told me to get up from his lap and I thought he was going to leave the room but he locked the door and put the blinds down so no one could see inside. He rolled up his sleeves and walked over to me with a dominating hunger in his eyes. “Take your skirt off,” he demanded as he sat in his leather chair. 

I hesitantly took my skirt off, leaving me in a black silk button up and black tights. Shoes left with the skirt. He grabbed me and laid me over his lap, “What’re you doi-,” SMACK. I moaned out in pleasure and pain. “Brats like you don’t get to boss around their daddy like that,” he said, smacking each cheek several times. He rubbed and grabbed my ass with such force, leaving more hard smacks. He told me to get up which I did and he shoved all the papers that were once cluttered up to the side. 

He pushed me against the desk, towering over me. I grabbed his black and white striped tie and pulled his face closer to me, “Is that all you got, sir?” I teased him, knowing that would only make him more rough with me. He pushed me onto the table and ripped a large hole in my tights. “Gerard!” I was upset with him at that moment, I didn’t bring an extra pair with me. “I’d prefer if you didn’t wear these. I want easier access to what’s mine,” he said, getting on his knees and kissing around my thigh and on the small fabric that covered my pussy. 

He slowly moved my panties over, running his finger up and down the wetness. I bit my lip trying to contain the moans. He teased my hole with his fingers, “Beg,” he said, removing his fingers. “Gerard please, give it to me,” I begged him, getting sexually frustrated with him. He inserted two fingers and slowly worked them, my juice leaking out and all over his fingers. His thumb rubbed on my clit which drove me mad. I was a squirming, wet, and hot mess for him. 

“Gerard, I..I’m gonna,” I breathed heavily, gripping his full head of hair. “Cum for me you dirty whore,” he growled, slapping my sensitive cunt. I came all over his fingers and he stuck his fingers in his mouth, tasting me. He unbuckled his pants, throwing the belt onto the floor and ripped his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. You could see how hard he was, he pressed his bulge right against my soaking wet cunt. 

He pressed his lips to mine, our mouths dancing messily together. His lips and face were covered in lipstick, but mine was too. Gerard took out his cock and teasingly rubbed it against my folds. He slapped my cunt with it, “How bad do you want it? How bad do you want your boss's cock huh?” he smirked. “Give it to me, I’ve never wanted something so bad,” I whined, throwing my arms around his neck. “You’re forgetting something sugar,” he said, pulling his cock away from my cunt. 

“Please daddy,” I whispered in his ear, my warm breath sending chills down his arms. He slowly put his cock inside me and I moaned in pain and pleasure as he was thick in size. His pace sped up and his hips slammed into mine. My moans echoed in the room and Gerard  kept a tight grip around my throat. “Take that fucking cock,” he murmured in my ear. “Look at you, taking your boss’s cock like the whore you are. Let everyone know how I’ve claimed you,” he said, staring into my soul. “You don’t own me, you stupid man,” I smirked, fighting back with him. 

“Oh yeah? Everyone on this floor can hear you right now taking my fat cock. If they try anything with you they’re gone,” he said, pinning my arms down and slamming into me. My walls tightened as I came all over his cock, my ears rang and my mouth was dry. “Daddy’s gonna cum, holy shit,” he said, pushing his hair out of his face. Gerard had plans of pulling out but I stopped him by wrapping my legs around him, forcing him to cum inside me. 

“Look at you, what a good girl,” he said, kissing me all over my lipstick covered face. “Do I get that raise?” I said, trying to catch my breath. “We’ll see,” he smiled, putting his clothes back on. I took my tights off and threw them in the bin. We looked at ourselves in the mirror and tried our best to wipe off the lipstick. I laughed at him trying to rub it off with his fingers, smudging it even more. 

“Do you think they’re gonna stare at me?” I whispered standing at the door. He chuckled lightly, “No sweetheart, just hide your face and you should be fine,” he said, staying in his office. I took a deep breath and exited. I used my hand to  hide my face but while shielding myself I accidentally bumped into someone. “What the hell happened to you?” Frank said. “Mind your business,” I said pushing past him into my office. I scoured through my purse for my makeup wipes and started hurriedly wiping it off. KNOCK, “I need to talk, it’s important. I’m too impatient to wait,” Frank came in bothering me. 

I groaned in annoyance, “Do you not have any manners? Holy shit,” I said, throwing my wipe away and taking out my makeup to touch up. “Do YOU have any manners?! Moaning for the entire office to hear,” he mocked my moans. I got fed up and took my heel off and threw it at him. 

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It was about 7pm and I was beyond tired, my office was dimly lit by my computer screen and a lamp in the corner. I sighed frustrated trying to set up meetings and such for Gerard. KNOCK, “Come in!” I yelled not taking my eyes off the screen. “My lil workaholic,” Gerard said, leaning against the desk. I sighed, “I wouldn’t be if these people knew how to communicate,” I was frustrated and ran my fingers through my hair. “Log off for the night! Wanna get drinks with us?” he offered, grabbing my stuff and placing it in front of me. “Who’s us?” I asked. “Frank, Ray, Mikey. Oh and Mikey told me he was scared,” Gerard laughed. “He’ll get over it. But yes, I’d love to,” I said, grabbing my cardigan so I wouldn’t absolutely freeze on this autumn night. 

We all walked out of the building together with me wrapped around Gerard’s arm, the taxi ride to the bar was just the guys teasing us for our little workplace hookup. “You’re just jealous!” I exclaimed, nudging Frank in the ribs. 

We got to the bar and we got placed in a dark private corner, Gerard and I sat together on one side and the three of them on the other. Several drinks were ordered and I quickly got drunk but not belligerent. I was so touchy with Gerard, whispering several compliments in his ear all night. “You smell so good, it’s so intoxicating,” I said, kissing his neck. “I want you,” I whispered in his ear. Gerard grabbed my face with his hand and kissed me, “Wait until we get home,” he said which caught me off guard. 

“Home?” I said, confused. “Mhm, you’re going home with me tonight,” he turned his attention back to the table after his sly comment. While I was still intoxicated by his smell and way with words, I got myself on his lap and rested my head on his chest. “Look at you two, your love makes me sick almost,” Ray said jokingly which made me chuckle. “He doesn’t know that,” I said, shushing him with my finger. I loved Gerard, he was my type to the T. I felt his chest vibrate from nervously chuckling at my drunk confessions. 

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I stood outside with Gerard holding me up and forcing water down my throat. Which I fought of course. “Y/N sweetheart it’s starting to rain, please just drink this while I get a cab,” he said sternly which made me stop and do as he pleases. I love when he bosses me around, I couldn’t imagine myself as anyone else’s secretary. 

He catches a cab for us and takes me to his place, my legs draped over his. He walked me to his high rise apartment and I was in awe at how nicely decorated it was. “Holy shit, this is really your place huh?” I said, starting to undress myself without any care in the world. Left to my bra and underwear. I make my way to his bed and hop into the cold sheets, “Can I finally have you?” I giggle trying to hint at him. 

There he stood at the end of bed, undressing himself in such a hurry to get to me. He crawled to me getting under with me and immediately assumed into the big spoon position. His body was so warm despite looking like a vampire. Wet kisses covered my neck making me giggle, “What’s so funny?” he joked. “It just feels good,” I smile, tiredly. “I’m not done with you yet,” he said, shoving his face into my neck, kissing and sucking. “Gerard,” I moaned. “Everyones gonna see-” he covered my mouth, shushing me. 

His other hand trailed down to my abdomen, his fingers slowly lifting the edge of my panties. His fingers worked themselves around my clit, I wanted more of him. “You’re already so fucking wet for daddy,” he growled into my ear. I palmed his cock through his underwear, feeling the wetness of precum leaking through. I stopped him so I could take his cock out, pulling his underwear off and onto the floor. I spit on his head, lubricating my hand. 

“Suck on it you dirty whore,” he grabbed a fist full of my hair. I whimpered as he shoved my mouth onto his cock. My mouth was small and I couldn’t help but gag on his length. He bucked his hips up, going deeper into my throat. Drool began to fall and pool as he face fucked me, not loosening his grip on my hair. I felt him pulse and do one more push down my throat to release himself. He pulled away with cum all over my lips. “C’mere baby,” he said, pulling me back to his chest. 

He lifted my leg and teased my hole with the tip of his cum and saliva covered cock. Without warning he shoved his cock inside me making me gasp in pleasure. “Yeah? This what you want?” he purred in my ear, pounding. The sound of skin clapping together. 

Somehow we ended up in doggy but my phone rang. I groaned in annoyance and I was going to hit decline but Gerard said, “Who is it?” he questioned. “Frank,” I moaned out as he didn’t stop fucking me. “Answer it,” he demanded. I hit the green call button and put it on the speaker. 

“Hey I just wanted to know if you got home safely,” he asked, seeming about as drunk as I was earlier but tried to hide it. “Y-yeah, I did,” I said, trying to not moan or whimper but it still came off suspicious. “Are you okay Y/N? Do I need to come over?” he said, trying to have an excuse to hook up. “No, it’s fine. FUCK!” I yelled into the pillow as Gerard railed me, cumming all over his cock. “Gerard, please-,”  I said, gripping the sheets. 

“Well I’ll let you two love birds have fun,” he giggled like a schoolgirl. I hung up the phone and Gerard pulled my head back by the throat and pulled me up. He kissed me on the neck and back, burrowing his cock deep inside me. He pulled out and I felt his cum leak out of me. 

Our bodies collapsed together and my eyes fluttered. “You’re so hot, you know that?” he said, stroking my hair. “Say’s you,” I poke his chest. “We should probably get cleaned up before we go to bed sticky and sweaty,” he suggested, rubbing my thighs gently and kissing my temple. I agreed and was able to stand but barely, as my legs were too wobbly and weak. Gerard noticed and came to my side, “Let daddy help you,” he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. 

He started the shower and the steam filled the bathroom, we took turns washing each other and it  was everything I could’ve wanted. It was bliss, to have someone care for me, love me, hold me. The thought of past relationships came rushing to my head, I covered my face with my hands. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Gerard asked, pulling my hands from my face. “It’s nothing, really,” I tried sucking up, letting the shower water cleanse my salty face. 

“It’s clearly something, Y/N. No need to hide,” he said sweetly, he was a lot more protective than what I was used to but I loved it. It brought a sense of comfort and safety, not the type of protectiveness that sheltered you from the world. “I’ve just never felt so cared for, so wanted,” I said sniffling. “I’ll always be here for you, you’re my baby,” he said, holding me in his arms, rocking back and forth gently. “Does this make  us…” I said, raising my brows at him. “Partners? Absolutely.” 

[big-ronnev-fan]

Okay guys I got a fic idea for Draco/Ron

Basically, Ron has one of those "I hate him but I also want him to kiss me" style crushes ln Draco since like the middle of third year, but it's only at a random birthday party for some ravenclaw student or smth that, while drunk/high he accidently lets it slip in front of Draco. There's a bit of light teasing from Draco, but neither are sober and Draco is stressed from his Dad being in Azkaban and also the whole Mission (I imagine this is sixth year), so he decides "fuck it", and they spend the night making out in a "we won't talk about this tomorrow" way.

But then they start to hang out more, and are generally just... (a bit) less assholy to each other, and it's like a semi slow burn with a smoothie of weird feeling as well as not knowing how to explain to their friend and family the whole "we hated each other but are now dating" thing.

Basically, slow burn slice-of-life fluff&angst, enemies to friends that fight and makeout to lover. Also I have a "meet the parents" scene all planned in my head and it is BEAUTIFUL

[hyewka]

୨୧ things i plan to write, currently writing, and all other similar updates.

status: all wips listed under are on pause (08/3/2023)

๑ full fics.

— ★ camboy! [c.sb]

catching your innocent, sweet naïve best friend in a compromising position…in front of a camera is not how you thought you’d be celebrating his birthday.

warnings: sub soobin, femdom, anal play, nipple clamps, soobins a virgin, tears, degradation kink, centers around purity culture

progress: 30% [1.4k]

— ★ can i be your boyfriend? [c.bg]

you think after giving beomgyu the most emasculating, humiliating sex known to mankind, he’d know his place and leave you alone. to your dismay, it’s the complete opposite and now he seems to be ten times more obsessed with you than he already was. [part two to boyfriend]

warnings: bratty sub!beomgyu, soobin & reader have a thing, mentions of infidelity, pet play (barking, going on all fours, collar), degradation, mean femdom, praise kink, nipple play (m receiving), use of a flesh light, dacryphilia

progress: 65% [3.2k]

— ★ untitled [c.bg]

it's been a year since you've properly talked to beomgyu, distanced from him due to being in a relationship. now, you're single, broken up with your boyfriend a few weeks back and the realization dawns on you— you painfully, and utterly miss your best friend. striking up a conversation with him at a mutual friend's party in hopes of rekindling your relationship shouldn't have taken such a weird turn.

warnings: tipsy gyu (overall drunk sex), sub leaning switch!gyu, sloppy makeout, blowjob, angst, reader isn't usually dom and gyu isn't usually sub so there's that background info, pull out method, quickie

progress: 10% [0.7k]

— ★ love me p. 2 [c.bg]

progress: 3% [0.4k] — scrapped and restarted 😭

— ★ white t’s [c.bg]

stoner sub beomgyu. piercings. and a goody two shoes mc.

progress: 20% [1.1k]

— ★ possibility of a million (and its consequences) [c.bg]

unreasonable ego and a pain in the ass smartypants, mansplaining asshole is the only way to describe beomgyu from psych 101. you’re not too surprised he’s a prude and also the most virgin-virgin you’ve had the (dis)pleasure of meeting. but like how all beginnings begin, one drunken night and you find yourself in a bed with the person you truly cannot stand for more than thirty unsupervised minutes— and holy fuck does the events from last night hit you like a brick with a dooming realization. you took the virginity of choi beomgyu.

progress: 87% (4.6k)

— ★ night after night (ibfyr) [c.bg]

the number one rule of having a hot roommate is to not fuck them— and well, you’ve broken that rule more than you could count (high libido call for desperate measures). but at least none of you have feelings, and don’t have to go through the mess that is dating the person who shares the same lease as you. too bad a confession during a fuck flips everything on its back. just give him seven days and beomgyu swears he can convince you to give dating (him) a try.

warnings: soft dom gyu

progress: N/A

— ★ younger, hotter [k.th]

you’re convinced that the new (younger, more efficient, more charismatic) hire at your division is there as your replacement due to the numerous layoffs your company has been officiating. it takes one wrong misguided initial impression to conclude that kang taehyun might just be the first person you’ve ever considered a mortal enemy.

warnings: sub!tyun who usually doms, noona kink, semi public…sort of (sex in a public bathroom’s stall), fingering (f receiving), desperate simp tyun for pussy bcs yes, unsafe sex, pullout method, just the tip trope, mc’s a complete bitch unprovoked, heavy degradation kink, use of ‘boss’ during sex, specific age difference not mentioned

progress: 15% (1.2k)

★ number of fics: 8

๑ series.

— ★ intro to love 101 [c.bg + c.yj]

you don’t believe in the concept of love. someone you consider your other half is the complete opposite. beomgyu falls in love every other week, and god does he love hard. with that comes a million heartbreaks, boxes of tissues, and your hoodies drenched with his tears and gross snot. you cannot bear to see your best friend hurt again so, you do the genius thing and create a step by step guideline on how to not fall in love the minute he's provided with attention. it should be easy, you are his best friend and practically the number one pessimist when it comes to romance. all he has to do is strictly follow through.

parts: five

— ★ to stardom [ot5]

managing your fuck buddy’s band and all its complications.

parts: six

๑ drabbles. (includes asks)

— ★ perv gym rat taehyun

— ★ spitroasting with soobin and kai

— ★ yandere bsf!yeonjun

— ★ beomgyu first time (anal play)

— ★ switch hybrid yeonjun

— ★ freshman!taehyun x junior TA!reader

— ★ sub taehyun

— ★ childhood friend sub!hyuka

— ★ expansion on perv!beomgyu + perv!soobin

— ★ beomjun threesome (might be a full fic)

— ★ sub! yeonjun + oral fixation

— ★ enemies to ??? w/ secret femboy!yeonjun (might be full fic)

— ★ best friend taehyun with virgin reader (might be full fic)

— ★ phone sex w/ beomgyu

[glitterjay]

ー makeout session

minors DNI

sunghoon x reader

warnings slight mention of alcohol, semi drunk kissing lmk if i missed any warnings

you had just arrived home from a party with your boyfriend. both of your bodies pressed together as your try to walk while kissing at the same time. the party had gotten a little to hot, and both of you decided to make it up at the comfortableness of your own house. the keys jingled as sunghoon threw them somewhere on the floor. his strong arm wrapped around your wait while the other held the back of your head, as to not lose the fight your tongues had with each other at that very moment. the kiss was sloppy and messy, you could taste the combination of the alcohol you both had drank that night, and both of your hands could not stay still, roaming each corner of each other’s bodies.

your back had stopped at a wall, where sunghoon pulled away to look you up and down with a smirk. “only i get to kiss that pretty mouth of yours.”

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i hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did writing it. it’s short, i know, but i still think its quite good. hoon is just a man of messy makouts and you cannot change my mind.

[twilightpentagrams]

hello hello!! if ur still accepting reqs can i please request nagisa and his fem!s/o getting caught? (specifically by eden) please and thank you (loved the arashi fic btw lmao)

NAGISA X FEM READER : getting caught by eden

CW: nsfw, semi-public sex, oral (nagisa receiving), getting caught/walked in on, slight teasing (not from nagisa)

A/N: this request is like a very nice cold sip of water ive been itching to write eden for forever. i might continue this with a part two if i feel inspired. thank you for this great request.

you two, for the most part, are pretty good at being secret. with nagisa being an idol in eden, of all units, it is imperative that he keeps up his reputation.

sometimes -- it gets hard though. frenzied fucking after an important live, after a long and boring photoshoot, it was easy to get caught up in the passion.

mostly, it was quick blowjobs or feverish makeout sessions. desperately grabbing and touching the other, unaware of any surroundings.

nagisa is a rather quiet and private person, but if his partner wishes to show mild pda (within idol standards, of course), he wouldn't mind.

light touches shared between the two of you in public, just intimate enough for the other to feel loved but not suspicious enough to raise any attention. just friendly gestures, to the public eye.

the rest of eden was unaware of the relationship between you two, it was private business, as far as you two were concerned. you both knew each member of eden had their own flings and relationships, but it wasn't shared information between the unitmates (besides hiyori, who announced everything he did).

nagisa is not one for public sex, but he does find semi-public sex as well as teasing to be exhilarating, he enjoys the thrill of getting you off in common-place areas.

you sat on your knees, obediently licking stripes up and down your boyfriend's cock. you hummed softly, feeling the warmth fill your mouth. a comforting hand was nestled in your hair, giving you gentle encouragement to take him deeper, to bob your head quicker, to suck his cock like it was a lifeline.

nagisa wasn't massive, but he was long and skinny. you pumped your hand over the parts of his cock that your mouth couldn't reach, eliciting cute noises from the boy sitting on the chair infront of you. you felt your knees begin to bruise and ache. these damn practice room floors, you cursed yourself for not wearing thicker pants to soften the hard wooden floor.

you mewled around nagisa's length, savoring the salty taste of his precum and sweat that mixed together like a cocktail -- intoxicating. enough to make you feel drunk and dizzy. your mind swam with thoughts, mostly consisting of nagisa's name, the word please and feverish want and desire. you needed him, it had been far too long. you hadn't been able to even spare him passing glances in the cosmic production office or during his lives or photoshoots.

it was torture. how did long distance couples do it?

you continued sucking nagisa's cock, whining everytime he ran his slender fingers through your hair. it felt like heaven, having him grip onto your hair and the back of your neck like he was going to die -- he was so desperate -- you couldn't help but find it to be adorable.

your usually composed and aloof boyfriend, crumbling in your hands (mouth?) all because of a single blowjob. so cute. you couldn't throw too many stones, however, you knew that you were just as desperate.

desperate to taste him more, to feel him more, to kiss him, to have him fuck you like you would die if he didn't.

it was symbiotic, and also beautiful.

to say the past week was a long week was an understatement. it had been a difficult week, both you and nagisa had busy schedules that never seemed to align. meetings here, paperwork there, planning and agenda writing became a routine. one long and agonizing week of being horribly pent up, unable to get yourself off but unable to see your lover. no matter how many times you tried, late at night in your room, fingering yourself and trying to use the toys you had bought -- no release came. it only made you feel more pent up. it wasn't until the climax of the week, just shortly before eden's latest live, that you two were able to have a rendezvous in the practice room.

it felt great being able to taste him and feel the tip of his cock graze along the back of your throat. your could feel his length twitch in your mouth, his thrusts growing more erratic and un-rhythmic with the bobs of your head.

the other three members had yet to arrive to practice (you and nagisa arrived methodically early, just early enough to have a quick moment of passion, nothing more.), the two eve members always arrived with starbucks and cute pastries in tow, fashionably late. you knew that you two had time to release each other's pent up lust. it was strategic; arrive 15-20 minutes before practice was set to begin, see eachother, then be out before any other member would have arrived.

a perfect plan, except for unaccounted for variables.

such as: the rest of eden arriving early, chit-chatting amongst themselves before looking at you sitting right in the open in the practice room. watching you in full view.

on your knees with nagisa's cock down your throat.

you saw your boyfriend's face flush red, a bashful expression taking over his face as he jumped a little, inadvertently ramming his cock into the back of your throat which made your eyes sting with tears.

your eyes were already tearing up, feeling embarrassment rise through your body as the stares of the other eden members burned through you.

your embarrassment was cut short, however.

"ahaha~ is our little nagisa-kun all grown up now, what splendid weather~!" hiyori cooed, setting his drink down to put his hands on his cheeks in an exaggerated manner. the other two, jun and ibara, looked away from the sight they had walked in on, trying to look anywhere but their unitmate being sucked off.

you honestly could die just then.

nagisa, whether it be out of shock or embarrassment, twitched in your mouth then you felt hot and warm liquid splash on your tongue. it was salty tasting, but not unpleasant, and you swallowed before scrambling to your feet. your boyfriend did the same, putting his now-soft cock away into his boxers and zipping up his pants. you mumbled apologies to nagisa, who looked like he might just spontaneously disappear.

your boyfriend's unitmates just watched you get facefucked by their unit leader. this was absolutely not the plan.

as you walked towards the exit, shame filling up your body like wet sand in a bag, you heard a jubilant voice whisper to you.

"next time, producer, feel free to put on a little show for us, hmm? you looked real cute!" hiyori smiled, gesturing to ibara and jun who were desperately trying to ignore what they just saw.

you just nodded, before scrambling out the door and trying to forget that ever happened. you shot nagisa a "sorry, hope they don't tease you too much" text before heading back to your dorm.

[prettyboypistol]

I love your writing so much!!! Could i perhaps request... to dom the boston man again... i dont really care when or where or how or what i just really wanna SQUEEZE HIM!! thank ya kindly continue doin what your doin

TF2 Scout x M!Reader || Daddy Issues +18

[Bottom!Scout/Top!Reader][Drunk Sex][Semi-Realistic Mentions of Prep Before Sex][First Time][Mildly Rough Sex]

Mentions of: - VOMIT(nothing graphic) - DRUNKEN HAZE INTO A MAKEOUT - DUBCON(both of yall are consenting, but drunk)

A few shots of tequila into a neutral zone day had you and Scout looser and over in a much better mood than usual. While Scout had devolved into an ego contest with the enemy Scout, you sat there merely watching him as you idly chatted with the other team's Sniper. He was a lot more friendly than your Sniper was- ever the isolationist he tended to be. Nevertheless, Sniper chuckled and leaned closer to you with a knowing glint in his eyes.

"Y'know, I'm not one to judge, but there's a good chance you might get lucky with him if you play your cards right." He murmured lowly, as if the words he spoke were dirty and filthy for public manners. They were, in a sense, but still. This was a meetup of men who openly murdered each other for fun and for money, acting as if they were good friends.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "Yeah, just like how my Spy nearly stabbed you not 20 minutes ago for offering to buy him a drink?"

"I just need to work him a bit." Sniper retorted. "I can tell he loves the danger of a survivalist- he's just too wound up to admit it."

"Wait, really?" You asked as you furrowed your brow. "How do you know that?"

Sniper laughed.

"I stole a few psych books from my Medic a while back to occupy my time with, one was a psycho-sexual connection thing all about how people get off to things that bother 'em. Like how your Spy just needs a man like me to throw him around." Sniper chuckled and dropped his voice a tad as he noticed your gaze land on your Scout again. "Or how Mister "pay attention to me" over there wants to call you Daddy."

You jolt away from Sniper, which nearly caused the stool you sat in to fall over behind you. You look at him incredulously, perhaps with a little glare, and make a tad flustered goodbye as you left your seat.

"Just try it out mate." You heard him say from behind you- that stupid smile still probably on his face. You didn't have time to spin around and flip him off, as Scout bumped into you with a slurred smile. Ah hell, what's one more shot?

Well, one more shot had you coming to as you felt a slight bit colder, your back was up against a wall, and there was a wet sensation in your mouth and over your lips; was that your tongue in your mouth? The noises around you blurred together strangely as you tried to figure out where you were. It sounded like another person was with you, a little bit at least. Your world still spun around slightly.

"-been waitin' for ages to do this-" You heard a voice say as a warmth pressed further against your chest, more than it already was, anyway.

"Scout?" You muttered, you felt your jaw have weight that you never knew it had before. God, you felt tired.

You pushed the body away from you, moving to sit down on the nearby bed to get a grip on your world before you did anything stupid.

"You okay dude?" Scout asked as he sat down next to you. You wanted to kiss him so fucking bad jesus christ-

"Sorry, my head's a bit fuzzy, I- uh, I need to sit down for a second." You breathed slowly as your vision finally started to make sense.

"Awe, drink too much?" Scout chuckled. "I'da thought you puked it all outta you a few minutes ago!"

"That- what? That's not how being drunk works?" You mumbled out as you snagged Scout's water bottle and took a few sips. The room temperature water never tasted better to you as the lingering taste of burning booze in your throat washed out for a moment.

You turned to look at Scout properly once you finally gained your vision back well enough to understand where you were. Scout had taken off his shirt and scooted closer to you with a weak smile.

"Do you still wanna do this?" Scout asked softly. You nodded, impulsively pushing Scout onto his bed with a rather forceful and overpowering kiss. Scout whined as he wrapped his gangly legs around your waist, the friction made your cock throb in need from an erection you didn't know you had.

You finally took the pleasure into your hands, intentionally seeking out your release as Scout whimpered and moaned from your touches. You could feel the bumps of Scout's ribs through his chest as his heart pounded in his chest.

"You've got my full attention babyboy, tell Daddy what you want." You groaned softly against Scout's neck as you placed a rather claiming kiss to the runner's throat. The words seemed to have an effect on Scout, as he thrusted his hips against you with a squeak. As you pulled away, your boytoy let out a protest, but you grabbed his face with one of your hands and glared at him with a domineering edge.

"Always whining like a brat to be looked at, well? What do you want?"

"Oh god- yeah, uh-" Scout spluttered. "God, I need you inside me."

With a few awkward shuffles and a removal of Scout's boxers and your drawstring pants, you were guided to Scout's ass as he retold the story about how you two stumbled through a mini enima-esque ritual which resulted in you puking into Scout's bathroom trashcan and Scout nearly passing out due to laughing too hard. Scout handed you a jar of vaseline, as he devolved into a little fit of giggles as he remembered the sight of you.

Although, the moment your finger pressed against him and slipped the first knuckle inside, Scout stiffened and gasped at the cold touch of the lube and your hands. You knew what to do, you've had sex before with other men; Scout acted and whimpered as if he hadn't.

"First time, prettyboy?" You laughed.

"I mean, with a guy like you, yeah." Scout nodded into his pillows.

"Alright, I'll be a little kind with you."

"Nah nah, fuck me up! I can take it!" Scout goaded as he pushed his ass deeper against your fingers with a groan. "I've been doin' this to myself for ages! Also- can I actually call you Daddy? Please?"

Well, who were you to deny your babyboy?

It was rather quick before you pressed inside of Scout, with the sweet gangle of limbs and attitude whining at just the head of your dick inside him. You weren't massive or anything, but the whimpering certainly boosted your confidence.

Little thrusts were protested against as Scout begged for something deeper and gut-twisting.

You laid against Scout's back as you set a mean and harsh pace, your mouth right by Scout's ear.

"You've got Daddy's eye, c'mon, what's it you've been wanting to say?" You couldn't help but tease as Scout barely slurred out a coherent sentence between his moans and whimpers as he jerked himself off haphazardly.

"Oh god- oh fuck, Daddy jus'-t!" Scout wailed as his bedframe rattled against the wall. The resulting banging on the wall from a rather unimpressed Engineer, but you paid no mind as the tight squeezing around your dick was more desirable to think about than the lecture you were gonna get tomorrow.

"That's it Scout, say my fucking name."

Scout let out a silent scream as you pulled his hair. With a keening whine and choked gasp his body shuddered as his orgasm knocked both of you for a loop. The feeling of Scout around you, the way he begged for you to ruin him, hell, even the shots you did loosening your inhibitions culminated in you pumping only a few shallow times as you pulled out to shoot your semen over Scout's lower back with a sigh of relief.

You didn't drink that much, hopefully you both would remember tonight.

And even if you didn't, the mess you both woke up to was more than enough of a reminder.

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A Fire in Every Kiss (NCT Yuta)

Nakamoto Yuta x Female Reader

Genre: smut, a hint of fluff, established relationship

Word Count: 815

Warnings: making out, a little oral (female receiving), semi public sex (car), unprotected sex

Rating: 18+

A/N: Hi there Sar @drunk-on-hwa ! It’s been a while since I’ve written Yuta and I had fun with this. I hope you like it as much as I do ☺️ Special thanks to Jasper @starlitmark for making sure this didn’t suck 💕 ~Bee

Part of The Kissing Booth drabbles

You had been together with your boyfriend, Yuta for over a year and surprisingly, the flames were still going as strong as it had when you first got together. So, it wasn’t that out of the ordinary for the two of you to find yourself getting steamy in the car when Yuta had parked it at an overlook to enjoy the night sky with you.

Yuta’s arms reached over the center console and his hands were buried in the hair at the nape of your neck as he kissed you. Your own rested on his thighs, resisting the urge to squeeze them. Yuta’s kisses were getting longer, deeper as the two of you kept making out, kindling embers in your veins.

After what seemed like an eternity but also like a split second, Yuta pulled away and leaned his forehead against yours as the two of you gasped for breath. A smirk graced his lips before he spoke. “How about we continue this in the backseat?” he asked, his head tilting toward slightly worn leather seats behind him. He had barely finished his sentence before you were nodding enthusiastically.

Each of you had gotten out of the car and walked to the back doors of the car before getting in the backseat. Luckily there was no one around at this time of night, so you didn’t look too awkward. You got in and scooted backwards, resting your head on the elbow rest on the door behind you. Yuta appeared over you, resting his arms on the seat on either side of you so that he didn’t immediately crush you with his body weight. “Is this okay?” he asked, making sure you were comfortable before going any further.

“More than okay,” you said, laughing lightly.

“Okay,” he responded, covering your mouth with his once more in a sweet kiss.

The warmth in your belly from your make out with Yuta earlier barely had a chance to cool down before it was being ramped up again. Your hands found their way under his shirt as he kissed you, fingers running over his shoulder blades before you moved them to his front and lightly caressed his hip bone at the edge of his jeans.

He let out a hiss in pleasure. You knew the right spots to touch to increase his excitement and you knew it was working when you felt his bulge pressing against your thigh through his jeans. This prompted him to tug at the hem of your shirt and you lifted your arms so that he could pull it off of you. A few moments later, he had rid himself of his own shirt.

There were times where you took your time with each other, exploring each other's body even though you had memorized each other countless times. There were times where things were hot and fast, and that’s exactly where things were headed tonight. Before you knew it, you both had lost the rest of your clothes and underwear, leaving you bare in front of each other. Yuta ran his hands over you, leaving your skin heated in their wake.

Yuta brought his face between your legs and licked at your folds, noting how wet you were for him. “Already?” he asked, the vibrations from his laugh jolting through you.

“Our makeout session was pretty intense,” you responded, your words being swallowed when Yuta put his entire mouth on your sensitive bud. Your fingernails clawed at the seat as he continued to suck. You were getting needy for his length by the time he pulled away. “Yuta,” you whined. It was all you needed to say for him to understand and position himself over you again, his tip lightly brushing at your core.

He paused for a moment to make sure you were ready for him and slowly pushed into you. You moaned at the feeling of him filling you up. He started pumping slowly at first to make sure not to hurt you but then picked up the pace. Moans echoed in the car as Yuta fucked into you, fast and hard. The warmth on your skin from earlier was spreading slowly through your body as the coil in your stomach got tighter. “Right there,” you said and Yuta continued to hit your sweet spot.

“I’m getting close,” Yuta whispered in your ear and you thought you would lose it right then and there. His hips met yours a few more times and finally he stilled within you. He leaned forward to capture your mouth, kissing you fervently as he painted your insides with his cum. The tightness in your belly snapped right after him and you could have sworn your whole body was alight as you shook from the high.

Whether it was sex or just a kiss, the passion Yuta had with you never failed to set your soul on fire.

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Updated: 11/20/2023

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