#short story reqs open

[anemptypuddingcup]

Alr y’all- Reqs are somewhat open!

Send a single smutty sentence and I’ll write a short smut story using just that.

Also! Make sure you put the op character you’d like before writing the sentence!

You have to be off anon since all of them will be nsfw.

Let me know if you want a non-con/dub-con or dark story!

[kpopagere]

Hiiii, I have a fic request! Just came across ur account like five minutes ago and I have ideas>.<

This is for cg!Bangchan x little!reader btw!

I’ve thought abt this so many times bc it makes me giggle. It’s when the reader is slipped with Chan during playtime. He’s just on his phone when the reader gets his attention. The reader says she has a secret and says he can’t tell her big self and after a lot of giggling she tells Chan that her big self has a crush on him. He’s socked but plays it off bc he knows she’s not her big self.

A couple days later when they’re chilling together he’s like ‘your little self told me something’ and reader immediately goes ‘she lied’ cuz she knows what she could’ve blabbed abt.

I hope I didn’t cross a boundary with this, but I’d love to see what you could do with this. Prepare for many more requests from me🤭🤭

Thank you!!!!!

*I’m so sorry it took so long I was trying to get my computer to work again ^_^!

Y/n’s little big secret

cg!Bangchan x little!reader❀

tags: little space, stray kids, kpopagere, Chan, bangchan, K-pop, age regression.

word count: 899

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It was a normal Saturday day afternoon when y/n asked Chan to come over so they could hang out. They both had no plans and were bored. Chan agreed to letting y/n come over on one condition of bringing snacks. They had a laugh about it on the phone until y/n finally started making her way over to chan’s house.

Y/n arrived not even 30 minutes later. She barged in and ran straight for the couch disregarding the person who opened the door for her. “Oh so the couch is more important than me huh?” Asked a sheepishly smiling Chan. “WAYYY MORE IMPORTANT” y/n slightly yelled with an over exaggerated face as she crossed her legs over the couch. “Yeah yeah whatever you say, you know you love me” Chan says rolling his eyes as he walks over to the couch. Y/n pauses for a second stopping herself from blushing. “Eww no” she says as she ties her hair up into a ponytail trying to hid her blushing. “Whatever, now scoot over” Chan says as he pushes her legs off his spot on the couch.

“Oof” y/n says as her body falls forward from the force of her legs pulling her down. “Should have moved when I said so” Chan shrugged as he sat down. Laughing, they both finally get settled and y/n slowly starts to lift her legs onto Chan lap getting comfortable. A nice silence fills the room as the tv plays in the background, a couple snack crunches here and there. Y/n starts to doze off and get even more comfortable, when she feels like she’s on the clouds. She hasn’t felt this comfortable in months and her little space slowly starts drifting back to her.

Chan knows that she is a little, but hasn’t seen her regress in quite the time. Which has worried him allot knowing she had to deal with so much stress. He gives her a quick glance to make sure she is okay before turning and going on his phone. While he’s randomly scrolling he hears slight giggles coming across from the couch. Knowing she has slipped, he minds his business acting like he can’t hear her, just to see what happens. Y/n sits up and slowly but definitely not sneakily starts to scoot closer to Chan. He takes notice again but still doesn’t react, until y/n is completely snuggled up to his side. “Bwoop” y/n touches his nose giggling as she tries to go back to her original spot as fast as possible. Chan turns his head and gives a smile, before slowly crawling over to y/n and tickling her. Giggles erupt into the whole living room as y/n tries to get Chan to stop. 

“Nwoo chanie” y/n laughs as she tries to catch her breath. Chan finally stops tickling her and sits up. “Sooo guess who’s feeling little today” Chan says in a baby voice softly to y/n. “Mwe” says y/n as she tilts her head down slowly, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “Don’t worry I love it when you’re little, no need to be shy” a smiling Chan states as he lifts her head. “Y/nie hwas a swecrwet fo you” she says with her face lifted in chan’s finger. “What is it little one” he says secretly acting calm about it, because little y/n likes to tell all of big y/n’s secrets. “Bwut you cwant tell anybwody ok” she says sticking up her pinky finger, wanting Chan to interlock his with hers. “Ok I promise” Chan says smiling wide. “Bwig y/n hwas crwushies on you” she quickly says in his ear before going back to her spot on the couch. Chan smiles to himself after hearing what she said, because in fact he has liked y/n for quite some time but never had the courage to tell her. 

“Oh yeah, is that true” he asked hoping for more info. “Shh nwo twalking” she giggled turning her head to the tv peacefully watching it, not knowing she just let out her own biggest secret. It’s been a day or so since that incident happened, and Chan can’t bring himself to stop thinking about it. “I should ask her about it” he says picking up his phone. “Hey y/n do you want to come over?”  “Yeah totally, but can we go somewhere this time?” “Of course now hurry up” he says hanging up his phone, and finding something to wear.

Once again y/n barges into his house and gives Chan a wide smile. “Wow at least this time you actually smiled” Chan say sheepishly. “Yeah yeah don’t get too excited” y/n says rolling her eyes playfully. They planned to chill at his house for a little before leaving for the mall. Chan’s mind is still on what happened so he decides to ask y/n about it. “Y/n guess what, your little self told me a secret” he whispers in her ear. Y/n’s head immediately turns to Chan, while her face starts to heat up. “Nope she lied” she blurts while trying to change the subject, knowing exactly what little y/n could have said. “Umm I don’t know she sounded very sure about it” Chan says raising his eyebrow in the process. “NOPE not at all”, y/n’s face getting even hotter. “If you say so, now let’s head out” he shrugs with the biggest confident smile on his face, knowing the feelings were mutual.

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authors noteー☆

guys so sorry again if I haven’t been active, but it was really fun writing this. Thank you so much for requesting >_<!!

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reqs open! | please don't repost!

dni if you sexualize age regression

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[aust-een]

Hello, darlings.

If I was to start writing short stories or even longer ones, what kind of content would you like to see? I'm open to anything.

[rennorthernlights]

Mustang Inquiries

A collection of Drabbles from my OC Mustang, that will span over the Call Of Duty universe. One-Shots and Short stories involving our favorite characters. NO PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION OF HER WILL BE SHOWN ONLY THE NAME I’VE GIVEN HER!

Includes Smut, Fluff, Angst, and anything and everything in between. They will be tagged accordingly.

Requests are OPEN

Smut 🌶

Fluff 💞

Angst 💔

In-Between 🪢

As always, READ THE WARNINGS ONCE CLICKING ON A ONE-SHOT OR SHORT. MINORS DNI+18 AND OVER ONLY!! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU CONSUME.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Breaking You In 🌶🪢 | One-Shot

Heatwaves 💞 | One-Shot

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Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Maybe I Was Wrong 💔💞 | One-Shot

All Mine 💔🌶 | One-Shot or maybe Short?? Haven’t figured that out yet.

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Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

All Tender For Me 🌶 | One-Shot

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John “Bravo-6” Price

Insanity In Company 🌶 | Mini-Shorts

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[glittervame]

The stars are listening

Small little thing, fulfilling the request of -🌧🛥 Annon

Luke Castellan x M!Reader

The warm evening air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine as you and Luke Castellan strolled down the sidewalk, hand in hand. The setting sun painted the sky with a canvas of oranges and pinks, setting the perfect backdrop for your much-anticipated movie date. You both had been looking forward to this night out after weeks of juggling your hectic schedules and battling monsters together. The tension between you had grown into something more than friendship, and the chemistry was palpable as you walked towards the cozy little theater that had captured both of your hearts.

The theater was a quaint, vintage gem, with a retro neon sign flickering above the ticket booth. The soft murmur of chatter and the sound of popcorn popping filled the air as you approached. Luke looked at you, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and whispered, "I've heard they're playing a classic tonight."

You nodded, feeling the same thrill. The movie was a romantic comedy from the 90s, back to the future, neither of you were into sifi but you had decided to try something new. As you stepped inside, the cool air from the air conditioning brushed against your skin, a welcome relief from the heat outside. The dimly lit lobby had a timeless charm, with posters of old films lining the walls and a charming concession stand that offered an array of snacks.

Choosing your treats, you both settled on popcorn and soda, with Luke insisting on buying the extra-large size to share.

The theater itself was cozy, with plush velvet seats and a balcony that looked like it was straight out of a fairytale. You found your perfect spot in the middle of the room, close enough to the screen to be immersed in the film but far enough back so you don't have to crane your necks. The lights dimmed, and the screen flickered to life as the opening credits rolled.

As the movie played out, you found yourself laughing at the cheesy jokes and getting lost in the whirlwind romance unfolding before you. Luke's deep chuckles resonated in your chest, and you couldn't help but steal glances at him, his profile bathed in the soft glow of the screen. His strong jawline, the way his hair fell over his forehead—everything about him was utterly captivating.

Literally perfection.

After the move the two of you wandered around until you found yourselves at a playground, the swings gently squeaking in the breeze. The moon had risen high in the sky, casting a soft silver light over the deserted area.

You took a seat on one of the swings, and Luke followed suit, sitting on the swing beside you. For a moment, you both just enjoyed the quiet, letting the comforting sounds of the night wash over you. Then, he looked over, his expression serious. "You know, I've never told anyone this before," he began, his voice low and earnest. "But I've always had a soft spot for these old rom-coms."

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound light and airy. "Really? Mr. Tough Guy has a secret love for romance?"

He grinned, a dimple appearing in his cheek. "Guess I'm full of surprises."

"Fucking dork" You playfully shoved his shoulder, causing him to laugh harder. "Great Idea!" You say perking up, "First one to the top of the play set wins a kiss!"

Without missing a beat, Luke shot out of his swing, his competitive spirit flaring up. You couldn't help but be a little smug as you took off after him, your legs moving swiftly as you climbed the metal rungs.

"That's not fair" You shout after him as he reaches the top first, "You're a demigod!"

"No cheating!" He called down, his eyes sparkling with mischief, "Bow down to me you filthy mortal!"

You flip him off.

Reaching the top and panting slightly, you looking up to see him leaning over the edge, a smug look on his face. You couldn't resist the urge to playfully push him, only to realize he was holding onto the bars, and your push had been a little too strong. He let out a surprised yelp as he lost his balance, but instead of falling, you found yourself catching him, your arms wrapping around his waist to keep him steady.

For a moment, you both froze, your hearts racing from the adrenaline rush and something else—something that had been building between you for quite some time. His eyes searched yours, and you felt the electricity arc between you. Without thinking, you leaned in, pressing your lips gently to his. The kiss was soft and sweet.

When you pulled away, Luke's eyes searched yours, filled with a mix of mischief and desire. "Well, I guess that means I won the bet," you whispered with a smirk.

He chuckled, his cheeks flushing. "I guess I'll have to think of something better next time."

You both sat there for a while longer, legs swinging back and forth, talking about the movie and sharing stories from your past. The night was young, and the stars above twinkled like they were listening to every word you said.

[python333]

SORRY GUYS BUT NO POSTS FOR A WHILE BECAUSE I HAVE A THING I HAVE TO WRITE FOR ENGLISH :(( EXPECT NEW FICS LATE APRIL/MAY ISHH

[therumbleof1967]

Request Open ALWAYS

Mastersist

The Outsiders - S.E. Hinton

Darrel Curtis

Keith ‘Two-Bit’ Matthews

Bob Sheldon

Steve Randle

Dallas Winston

Randy Adderson

Sodapop Curtis

Johnny Cade

Ponyboy Curtis

One Direction

Louis Tomlinson

Niall Horan

Zayn Malik

Liam Payne

Harry Styles

Rules:

1.) I will not write anything dirty, I am not comfortable with doing so.

2.) Always feel free to spam me with any sort of story idea you have and would like me to write!

3.) I will not be doing any Character X Character/1D boy X 1D boy.

4.) I am more comfortable writing Fem!reader X ???? and Gn!reader X ????.

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Please enjoy my writing, and please be kind. I am a young girl who has dreams to become a writer one day so I am asking very kindly to please be respectful to me and others. And also if any of you see anything wrong with my writing or see something you think I could improve on please respectfully tell me! Like I said, I have dreams to become a writer. Thank you all so much.

- M <3

[theeworstpersonimagineable]

First post, I'm just gonna be going over some DNIs, some of the content I like, some of the things you may see on this account, and stuff about me. Warning: I tend to yap a lot and/or get off track, so this may be a long read for some of you. Grab your eye drops and reading glasses.

I will have information about requests in an Ask Me Anything post. I plan on posting it later on in the day instead of posting this at the same time as it like a normal person.

This is a free image for you to download for reading all my blubbering nonsense.

DNIs

• Transphobes, homophobes, racists, etc. Basic DNIs.

• Minors. Please do not interact. I will be posting NSFW content.

• People with hard to read typing quirks. I have a reading disability and I get BAD headaches if stuff is borderline unreadable. Smaller things like letter switch-ups is fine.

• Antis. If you dislike morally wrong ships, please go right ahead and block me. I am not referring to pedophilic ships when I say morally wrong ships. I will be writing about toxic relationships (mostly because I love projecting my trauma onto my favorite fictional characters 💔).

Content I like

• Genshin Impact

• Honkai Star Rail

• Zenless Zone Zero (Not playing due to burn out)

• Dai Dark

• Dorohedoro

• My Hero Academia

• Jujutsu Kaisen

• Many other things.

What you may see on this account

• NSFW posts. Explicit stories and/or headcanons about characters.

• Talks about content. Rants, rambles, etc.

• Possible OC ideas/designs. I might do requests related to OCs, but I suck at drawing so it'd have to be written descriptions with some google images or something.

• SFW posts. Although I have stated I am a NSFW account, I do want to post some SFW content (specifically relating to age regression because again, I like projection my personal stuff onto characters).

• Trauma related things. I may do HCs that involve character's trauma or write a story or something.

About me

• I have identity issues. I dislike who I am, but I cannot stick with one name or persona for myself. I don't have access to get professional help for this, so I'm just rolling with it.

• I use any pronouns. If you want to ask before using any, go right ahead. Sometimes the answer varies (one minute I could be okay with fem pronouns, then next I'd be using masc pronouns, then gender neutral pronouns.

• My names: I mostly prefer Tang, Dok, and if we're closer, affectionate names are alright. You can even call me dookie... NEVER CALL ME DOOKIE! /reference

• I tend to become heavily interested in characters, but never watch/read the content they're from. With that said, expect some characters to be a little inaccurate or possibly have a chunk of my personality mixed with their own/my perception of them. I try to make them as accurate as possible for stories, but I'm a shameless mischaracterizer.

• As you've seen me mention before, I am an age regressor. Despite that, I still love my NSFW content. Me having a coping mechanism doesn't 1. Keep me from being a degenerate. 2. Keep me from having hypersexuality. Consider this part of my DNI if you don't like or agree with this.

• As you saw previously ^, I have some "strong" opinions. I'm also an oversharer, so that makes quite the combination. If you're also a yap machine like I am, I'd be glad to talk about stuff with you :)

That's about it for this informative post. If you have any questions, either reply to this post or use the ask me anything link (I don't even know if it works?? My bad if it doesn't)

Stay hydrated and have a great day, anyone who sees this.

[lanassgirlll]

I'm currently working on a few ideas that I've had, but please feel free to ask me anything and to let me know if you have any requests! I'm new to writing and actually posting my work so any tips would be very helpful. Thank you!💗

[redr0sewrites]

Hello. Sorry to bother you, just wanted to ask if you are still accepting requests or you already have too many? I don't want to overload you.

my requests are always open, tysm for asking!!!! just know that requests will take a little while bc of how many i have, but i do enjoy receiving them regardless and i will get them done ♥️

[aamircoeur]

Kenji Sato Boyfriend HCs

i feel like he's a very bitey guy

not in a sexual way (unless?? HEHE) but like, imagine having soft and round cheeks and he just creeps up from behind you to nibble on your cheek

kenji: :0 nomnom

HUGE pda guy

he needs to be touching you at all times

m talking about a hand to your hips, squeezing you three times to say i love you

or an arm around your shoulders, making sure to keep you close to him

he would mention you at every interview

"amazing home run today, mr. sato,"

"all thanks to my girl, she's the one that pushes me to do my very best every game."

"congratulations on your win today, ken sato!"

"i would like to thank my wonderful girlfriend,"

"what's your secret to staying fresh during games?"

"ah, it's the deodorant my girlfriend buys for me. she knows me so well. i would like to thank her,"

like yea ok we get it kenji wrap it up

anw he loves spraying cologne on his neck, chest, arms, and wrists

his reason being so that when you're in for a hug you'd smell the cologne, or when you cling onto his arms you'd smell it too

calls you babe, baby, baby girl, sweet cheeks, pudding, and love

his favourite is baby girl though

"what's wrong, baby girl?"

"my prettiest baby girl,"

"your smile just melts me, baby girl."

he's so vulnerable with you and he's so sorry for it :((

after games or after a battle with kaijus, he'd be on his knees a second after coming home out of exhaustion and you were always there to help him up

he'd be resting on his bed while you draw him a warm bath with yours and his favourite vanilla scents

you clean his back while cooing at the poor baby, telling him how great he was, how you're so so proud of him, and how brave and strong he was for making it through yet another battle

he would have his head back, facing you while puckering his lips to ask for a kiss, which you gladly grant him

calls and visits from his dad includes a home-made bento from him to you!

hayao sees how you've guided kenji to a better path in life, and he sees a bright and happy future for the both of you

you three have weekly dinners to catch up and bond, and kenji most of the time's just embarrassed by all the stories hayao tells you from when he was a child

okie that's all for now :3 i love kenji sooo so much he's my darling :(( sorry for the short hc i'm eepy !!! bye-bye hehe reqs open !

[fictionalmenxyn]

ꨄ𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭ꨄ

Pairing: Drew Starkey x actress!reader (established relationship) (prompt, see post below for context/what prompt is)

(Also ik Drew has sister/s. Idk how old they actually are so imma make it up to fit the story line) (reqs are open!!!)

Warnings: language, SMUT, p in v, no mentions of protection (wrap before you tap), detailed-ish smut. (First smut post so sos if it’s bad!)

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Being back in your hometown felt great. After finishing the latest season of Outer Banks, you both wanted a small break. So that’s exactly what you did.

It was currently 11:38pm, all the younger siblings were in the basement. You were the eldest out of your siblings. You had two brothers and one sister. Your sister was 17 as your brothers were 15 and 13. Drew’s sisters were both 18 and 19.

You and Drew were in the kitchen. While all the siblings were in the movie room (your parents converted basement). You wore one of Drew’s grey sweatshirts and a pair of (has favourite) navy cycling shorts. Drew wore some grey sweats, his Calvin waistband poking out of the waistband of his sweats.

You sat on the island counter, a bowl of grapes in your lap. Drew leaned against the counter opposite you. You were watching something on your phone, he just watched you. God he could eat you up, right here, right now.

He stepped forward, standing between your legs. He placed the bowl down onto the counter next to you. He placed his hands either side of you, on the counter. “Hey, baby?” You look up to him. “Yeah?”

He grinned a little “you know… we haven’t had, ‘us’ time in a while… with all the filming and stuff… and you here, in my sweatshirt and those little navy shorts you know I love dearly… makes me think things…”

You smiled, putting your phone down “oh yeah? What things?” He chuckled lowly, moving his face closer to yours “well, all our siblings are in the basement… our parents are all over my parents place… we could head up to your room?” You smirked. Pecking his lips “sure, ba-”

Next thing you know you’re over his shoulder as he carried you to your room.

He opened the door with his spare hand. Then closing it with his foot. He walked over to your bed and placing you down.

Climbing, so he’s hovering over you. He moves his lips against yours. Kissing you as if he hasn’t in years. Drew was one for physical touch, he was heavy on hand holding and kisses. You kiss back, matching his energy. He groaned against your lips. He pulled away, only a centimetre. He whispered “god missed this, so much… gonna take you, right here.. right now, okay baby?” You nodded “yeah…”

His hands go to your thighs, pulling them apart. Letting himself kneel between them. He starts to kiss you again as his hands rub your thighs gently. His hands soon get to the waistband of your cycling shorts. He mumbled against your lips “love these shorts… but they gotta go… getting in the way of my sweet girl…” he tugs down your cycling shorts in one swift movement. Discarding your shorts to the floor.

His hips pressed against your pantie covered entrance. You hummed “fuck, Drew…miss you…” he knew what you were referring to. “Yeah? Missed my cock, babe?” You nodded. He grinned. He rolled his hips against you. Causing a soft gasp. God you could never get over how big he was. Being lovers for three and a half years, still you couldn’t fathom how huge he was. Still took all of him though, which he loved.

He rolled his hips again, he groaned “fuck baby…” he grabbed both waistbands of his sweats and boxers. Taking them off together, at the same time. Making him completely naked. He climbed back between you. You softly moaned as you felt him rub against you. He grinned “shall we get rid of this, sweetheart?” He tugs on your panties. You nod, not wanting to waste anytime.

You were completely bare, besides the oversized sweatshirt of his still on you. Just how he liked you, bare, but in his clothes.

He rubbed against you again. He groaned at how excited you could get, every time. Seeing you drenched for him, made him feral. He slowly pushed in, making small rolls as he adds more of himself to you. Causing soft moans each thrust.

Once he was completely in, you leaned down onto you. His face close to yours “gonna make you feel so good, sweet girl… I love you… so much.” You press a kiss to his forehead “I love you too, Drew.”

His fingertips rub up your forearms. Then interlocking and holding your hands into the mattress.

He started to slowly thrust, causing you to gasp. The noises becoming music to his ears. He slowly started to lick up the pace. His one hand lets go of yours, moving under the sweatshirt and needing your breast softly and lovingly.

Meanwhile, downstairs, both girls from each side were wanting you both for help. The coffee machine wasn’t working, only you and Drew knew how it works. Since both parents were over Drew’s family’s house; you two were their only help.

Drew moved his hand down from your chest to your thigh. Pushing it into the mattress more. His thrusts started to get sloppy and quick, every other would be hard thrusts.

You were a moaning mess, Drew smiles, knowing he does this to you. And only you.

Drew spoke “fuck, you look so good..taking all of me, like a good girl… always one f���me aren’t ya? Love when I fill you, don’t you?” You nodded. Your head tilting back into the pillows. He smiled.

Drew picked up the pace, moving the fastest he could go. You could feel the edge staring to come. You were almost there, about to finish. He could feel it, he was almost there too. Loving how you feel against him “feelin’ so good f’me baby… ssshhiitt…” he moaned. You rolled you eyes as his thrust became harder than before.

Both sisters headed upstairs, to the second floor. They walked down the hallway. As they got closer to your room, they walked over to the door.

You mumble to Drew “Drew, fuck… hmm shit.. gonna- ohhh…” Drew grinned “gonna finish with me, baby?” You nodded. Your free hand coming up to his bicep as you dig your nails into his muscle. He moaned at how much that turned him on.

Your sister knocked the door and opened it. Drew’s eyes widen, quickly pulling the covers over your lower bodies. He leaned down into you.

Both sister’s eyes widened. Your sister, Kayla spoke “what?! Ew you guys! Couldn’t you wait till we were all in bed?!?” You chuckled. Drew on the other hand… he hid his face in the crook of your neck. His intwined hand squeezing yours. He felt embarrassed, not cause of being caught making love to you. But the fact it was his sister, you’ve been walked in on a few times. Austin has walked in on you guys a few times on set; that being the reason you don’t do it on set anymore. But when it’s family, that’s different.

Drew spoke against your shoulder “what do you two want?!” Kayla giggled “uh the coffee machine isn’t working, we wanted to see if you two could fix it.. but clearly you’re busy.” You chucked “oh shut up Kay!” She playfully gasped “what?! I can’t help it if you two are getting frisky while we’re all awake still!” You playfully roll your eyes “you done now??” Kayla chuckles and nods “well let you get back to your… entertainment…” you flip off your sister “close the door in the way out!”

As she shuts the door, she calls out “make sure to lock it next time, dad didn’t put one on there for no reason…”

Once they left, Drew removed his head from the crook of your neck. He looked down at you “um…” you chuckles softly. Carding your fingers through his hair. “Turned off, huh?” He nodded. Not wanting to admit it, but he couldn’t lie to you. You knew exactly what to do. You grabbed both his wrists and gently tug him closer to you.

You whispered “want me to ride you? I’ll let you kiss my chest when I do it?? How’d that sound?” He moaned softly. “I’ll take that as a yes?” He nodded and gently pulled out before flipping you both over.

Letting you straddle him as he leaned back against the headboard. He placed his hands in your hips, just wanting to touch you. You slowly started to rock your hips. You leaned forward, letting his mouth attach to your chest. Moving from the left side to the right. He worked away as you rocked your hips. Slowly picking up the pace. You moaned his name. He groaned and started to rock up into you.

When you felt that similar feeling in your lower stomach, once again. You felt his hands move under your thighs. Holding you up so he could fastly rock up into you. Both of you moaning together. You gasp “Drew! Gonna!” He replied “right there with ya…. Fuck baby, cum on me, sweetheart… so fuckin good” You held onto his shoulders. Finishing down his cock, he groaned as his pace slowed down. He soon came a second or two after you. His hips stutter as he finished too. He moans your name as he does.

He then puts you back down on his lap. He tucked some hair behind your ear. He placed his hand in the back of your neck. Pulling you in for a few soft kisses. Then pulling away and resting your forehead to his. He mumbles “forgot about the lock, haven’t done it in here for a while, huh?” You chuckle. Agreeing with him. Last time was when you were both seventeen. Both of you wanted to be each other’s firsts, thinking it was better to be close to someone when you both do it for the first time. Which can come off as cute. Even if you didn’t date till a few years ago. He presses a few more kisses to your lips and forehead before starting up a bath for you both. Which was then followed by some movies and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

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[kpopagere]

can you write a fanfic about changbin from stray kids and he is caregiver to y/n who regresses (little age 8 or 7) and really want to play with him but he is really busy i really love your little fanfics

thank you

*thank you so much for requesting this^-^!! I didn’t know what direction you wanted it to go in but I thought of this, hope you like it :)

The big collision

cg!Changbin x little!reader✿

tags: little space, stray kids, kpopagere, changbin, bin, K-pop, age regression.

⚠️slight injury⚠️‼️

word count: 838

❣️?✦˙.⌗💭: It was a calm Friday evening after changbin finished his work. They just had dinner, and were cuddling in the living room watching some movies. The room was just so comfortable, with the fire place slightly burning in the background with the tv noise. They even matched pajamas per y/n’s suggestion. With the comfortable silence coming to an end y/n looks up at changbin with the most sweetest eyes just admiring him. “Daddy can we have a fun day together tomorrow?”, y/n says as she bats her eyes cutely at changbin waiting for an answer. “Of course baby I would love to”, he says giving her a comforting smile. “Pinky promise?” she says with a slight pout lifting up her pinky. “Pinky promise”, changbin says as he interlocks his pinky with hers. “Thank you”, Y/n says as she gives him a peck on the lips before laying back down in the position she was in. Not even 5 minutes later y/n is found fast asleep on changbin chest. He just sits there and looks at her with loving eyes before picking up and carrying her to their room.

The next day It was a cloudy Saturday morning and for some reason changbin was busier than usual, and y/n could tell from the fact that he hadn’t given her a proper good morning. As soon as he woke up he barely had time to stretch before he got a notification about some work he had to finish. Usually he would give y/n a full ten minute good morning cuddle, but all she got was a quick hug before he started to get ready. While he rushed downstairs y/n sat on the bed staring at the wide open bedroom door kinda sad about not getting her usual cuddle, but nevertheless she got up and went downstairs. With her blanket wrapped around her shoulders she slowly walked down the stairs looking for changbin. “Daddy?”, she says poking her around the corner.

When she received no response she called out for him again, this time him actually answering. “Daddy are we going to have our fun day?”, she says with her head slightly down. “Hold on baby I have to get this”, changbin states before hurriedly answering the phone. Y/n just stands there waiting for him to get off the phone. It’s been a minute and y/n’s patience starts to run out so she just walks away hoping he would come for her when he was finished. But that didn’t happen, he stayed on the phone talking business for close to 30 minutes. Y/n didn’t even get to eat breakfast yet so she walks to the kitchen to find something to eat. Bad idea.

She needed to grab a bowl but it just so happened to be on the top shelf so she climbed on the counter trying to grab a bowl. *CRASH* a loud noise comes from the kitchen. Next thing being heard is a loud cry. Changbin drops his phone and runs to the kitchen worried about what happened. To his horror as he walked into kitchen y/n was standing in a pile of glass crying her eyes out. He hurriedly ran to her, picking up and placing her on the island. Running he grabs the first aid kit and starts cleaning her foot. He really wants to comfort her first but is worried the wound will get worse if he leaves it for any longer. Right after he finished cleaning her wound and placing a band aid on it he immediately lifts her up into a cradle hug rocking her. As y/n’s cries start to slow down you can hear her sniffles coming from the crook of changbin’s neck. “I know baby I’m so sorry”, he says feeling bad as he still rocks her. After a little she stops crying but still breathes loudly as changbin places her back on the island. 

“What happened baby?”, changbin questions wanting to know how she got in that situation. “I wanted to ask daddy to help me with cereal, but you seemed to busy”, she sniffles, with her head down and her feet rocking. “I’m so sorry baby, I should have paid attention to you”, he sadly states knowing that today was supposed to be their fun day. He feels really guilty and it’s starting to wave over him. Y/n starts to notice changbin’s facial expressions change so she tries to cheer him up. “It’s ok daddy I know that sometimes you can be busy”, she quietly say giving him a hug. “Thank you baby, you know what we can have our fun day”, he says getting ready to let his company know. Today wasn’t really an important day and also considering he’s the ceo he didn’t see a problem. 

After calling his company he gets y/n and himself ready for their fun day, knowing he would have to double his work tomorrow. “I love you daddy”, she says as they walk out the door, making changbin forget about anything else.

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authors note-ᝰ.ᐟ

hey guys thank you to all the people supporting me, I really appreciate it and hope for the best to come. I didn’t want this to be too sad but I really had fun with this. Thank you so much for requesting>_<!! :⋆‧🦢˚⋆*•.

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dni if you sexualize age regression

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[staycait]

⊹ 　 ﹒ 　 ❝ 　a losers secret ⠀⊹⠀˚⠀ ౨ৎ

𝜗𝜚 ┈ loser!scara x shy!fem!reader ㅤ ✦

𝐈. ──ㅤ youre the good and shy girl of the school, everyone knows you and everyone likes you, you consider everyone a friend, even the loser that sits in the back of the class. but what happens if you, the most well-liked good girl, gets paired up with the most hated loser in school ?

𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ mentions of fingering , overstimulation , cream pie , raw sex , mentions of markings , little bits of degradation 'n praise, reader is very shy and gets nervous easily , reader is inexperienced , reader is innocent , breeding kink , && corruption kink .

𝐈𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ nsfw , smut , english is not my first language, please forgive me , proofread , fluffy yet suggestive ending .

﹒ thoughts ; hope u guys enjoy this ,, its been months since i was active here and im trying to get back here because ive been starving yall </3 . btw , reqs are open ! feel free to req anything . :) what do we think of new theme tho? it keeps changing 😭 .. and ngl this fic kinda sucks. ☹️☹️ but yeah i hope u guys still like this even if it’s horrible!

> story right under the cut <

SCARAMOUCHE is the typical loner you’d see in your class, black jacket with the hoodie over his head, headphones on, is at the back of the class, and much more. there were rumors that he murdered someone, that he does drugs, and the list goes on. no one likes him—in fact, everyone hates him.. almost everyone hates him.

for your english project, you got paired up with scaramouche. after the teacher announced who would be paired with who, everyone in your class came up to you, telling you how much sympathy they have for you, that how sorry they are for you, and telling you ‘good luck with dealing with him’.

you were confused, what was so bad about scaramouche? sure there were rumors, but if they don’t evidence that they did those stuff, you have no reason to believe in the rumors. you felt so bad for him, he already had no one by his side, and the entire school hates him.

you went up to scaramouche, he immediately notices your presence and looks up at you with an indifferent expression on his face, yet he looked awfully tired.. he took off his headphones and he stared to speak,

“what? here to bully me for having no friends?” you hear him scoff, a frown plays on his lips as he brings his gaze to the floor.

hearing his words made you protest, you would never bully anyone, or even hurt a fly !

“n-no! of course not..” you stammered.

you fiddle with your fingers in nervousness. you always get nervous whenever you talk to new people or when people assume things about you, a slight blush creeps up your cheeks as you think about his words.

the indifference immediately leaves scaramouche’s face once he notices your blushing. he stares at you for a moment before a huge smirk appears on his face.

“ah, so you’re not like all the others?” scaramouche tilts his head back and chuckles.

“huh..?”

you take a seat next to scaramouche’s chair and you bring it closer to him.

“what do you mean by that..?”

“everyone else treats me like i’m sort of monster or freak. you, however, seem different from everyone.”scaramouche leans back in his chair.

“well, you don’t seem like a freak or a monster..”

you were growing increasingly nervous, and as an attempt to calm yourself down, you look down to your lap to hide your nervous and red face and grip the hem of your skirt. you never thought someone would assume you’d bully them— let alone think that you think of them as a freak or a monster!

you can’t help but notice that scaramouche’s eyes trail down to your legs. it’s quite unnerving, and your short skirt doesn’t help much with that either.

as a way to snap out of his thoughts, scaramouche shakes his head and sighs.

“are you just saying that to be nice? what about me isn’t freaky?”

“u-uhm… you seem like a normal person. you look.. um.. cool too..?”

scaramouche looks back at you and raises his eyebrows.

“oh yeah? you think I’m cool?”

you notice him shifting slightly, leaning toward you.

“then, you surely don’t mind me getting closer, right?”

your blush gets heavier the moment you feel scaramouche leaning in closer to you.

“no… not at all.”

scaramouche grins at your response and scoots even closer to you.

“then is it okay if…” he trails off, and his voice gets husky as he leans in. you feel something touch your leg, you look over to see his hand resting on your thigh.

“i suppose so..”

scaramouche’s eyes light up after hearing you agree. you could feel him plant his lips on your neck; a few gentle kisses on your skin.

“how about if i…” scaramouche places a finger along the hem of your short skirt.

a small whimper escapes your lips, you don’t know how to feel about being this close this to someone, you had never been this close or intimate with anyone.

“is it alright for me to… lift your skirt up?”

your eyes widened, you weren’t sure how you’d respond to that, but, if you were going to be honest, scaramouche was making you feel hot down there..

his words made you feel tingly and horny, but his gaze was what was making your panties damp and wet.

“can we.. go to a private room first?”

…who knew it was so easy for you to fall right into scaramouche’s trap?

after successfully making the teacher believe that scaramouche he was taking you to the clinic, he brought you to his dorm, and next, to his bedroom.

SCARAMOUCHE had you on a tight mating press, your clothes on the floor with bits of your orgasm stained onto it. (it got to your clothes because scaramouche had fingered you until you squirted all over the place.)

how could scaramouche have resisted himself? you looked so innocent, and so corruptible, he just had to get his hands on you.

scaramouche groans as he feels your walls clamping down on him for the ‘nth time. it was a sign you were about to have another orgasm, another sign was when your moans get higher-pitched.

the feeling of scaramouche’s cock mercilessly ramming into you was agonizingly pleasurable. you couldn’t think of anything else but him and his cock, your body couldn’t help but just have orgasm after orgasm.

you held tightly onto his shoulders, clinging onto him as if your life had depended on it. scaramouche’s dick was bruising your cervix, fucking you into the mattress, and possibly trying to fuck your brains out.

“does it feel nice being reduced to nothing but a whore?”

scaramouche grabs a handful of your hair, staring at your messy and slutty state. the way you looked so disheveled, the way you were gasping for breath, the way you gave up trying to keep up with scaramouche’s quick and brutal pace.

you looked so helpless and vulnerable under him, his cock ramming into you and you have no choice but to take it like the good girl you are.

“answer me, you whore.”

scaramouche speaks to you with a stern voice, in which you immediately nod your head.

he smirks, letting go of your hair. he speeds up his thrusting, bringing one of his hands down from your waist to your clit, rubbing slow circles on it. you felt the knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter until,

finally, with just one more snap of scaramouche’s hips, you both reach your intense climax and cum together.

scaramouche continues to sloppily thrust into you, however, it’s much much slower, he continues to thrust until he comes into a full stop.

“oh fuck, you felt so good..”

you both lay there panting, with scaramouche still on top of you. he stares at all the hickeys and bite marks he left on your neck (he also left a lot on your thighs.), feeling proud he had his markings left on you.

“scara..?”

scaramouche snaps out of the daze he was in while he was staring at the markings he left on you—he immediately looks up at you and responds back.

“what is it?”

“can we do things like this… more often?..”

scaramouche chuckles, finding your shyness even after all the rough sex you two just had adorable.

“hmm.. sure.”

[piedinthepiper]

Your girl pt. 2 ☆

Yandere!Jungkook x Namjoons gf!reader

Summary: After the horrific stay at the resort you find it hard to forgive and forget. But when one thing leads to another you end up in the same position, but now without your boyfriends helping hand.

Warnings: noncon!, he’s waaaay crazier in this one, swearing, mention of mm, angst

Wc: 3.2k

| pt. 1 |

A/n: I’ve been so bad at writing lately, I’ve taken a little break so I really just needed to get this out. I’m working here and there on your reqs I just have no motivation. Hope you enjoy this tho, cause I do!

Disclaimer: This is 100% fiction. I am in no way saying that this is how any member of bts would act. Nor do I condone the actions detailed in the story. This is purely for entertainment purposes only. If any of the warnings trigger you, or you’re under 18 ¡do not read! I’m not your mother, and I don’t take any accountability for what you decide to read online!

“Have a good day, sweetheart.”

Namjoon said and kissed your forehead. You smiled at him. It was a calm Saturday morning. All you wanted was to cuddle up to your new fiancé, watch a few movies and eat snacks. But Namjoon was called into work for an emergency, so it looked like you would be watching and eating alone.

“Do you have to leave?”

You pouted at him as he started putting on his shoes. He smiled at you and kissed you softly on the lips, cupping your face.

“I really don’t want to.”

You nodded understandingly. He turned around to reach for his jacket, but found that the jacket he usually wore wasn’t were it was supposed to be. He reached for another one.

“By the way, do you think you can stop by Jungkooks place today? I left my jacket there last week and I need it for tonight.”

You looked at him, not sure what to answer. It was a year since the incident at the resort. But you still felt uncomfortable around Jungkook sometimes. Especially when you were alone with him.

“Baby, it’s been a year.”

“I know.”

You answered quickly, wiping your tired face with your hands.

“And he apologised. You were the one that told me to forgive him.”

You bit your lip, zoning out and focusing on the floor instead of replying.

“It’s fine, if you don’t want to you don’t have to. I’ll wear another coat tonight.”

He reassured you, before kissing your forehead yet again and opening the door.

“I’ll see you tonight, love you.”

He said before stepping outside and closing the door. You stood there for a few seconds. Still zoned out. Why were you so afraid of Jungkook? Like Namjoon said, he apologised. He told you he would never do it again. He would still be the same Jungkook you remembered from middle school. Right?

“I’m so sorry, y/n! Please- I don’t know what came over me!”

Jungkook was on the floor crying his eyes out, bowing at your feet. You had just told the guys what he had done after they had overheard parts of the conversation. Namjoon did not take it lightly, grabbing Jungkook and pushing him against the wall. He had screamed in his face, told him to say sorry to you, and to never get near you again. Once that was over Jungkook fell to his feet, and now he was on the floor, crying and begging.

“Please forgive me! I’m so stupid! I never meant for this to happen!”

You looked down at him. Still in only his wet bathing shorts. You sighed.

“Get up, Jungkook.”

You told him, and he finally looked up at you. His eyes were red and his eyelashes had started sticking together from all the tears. But he did listen, and he got up.

“Do you mind giving us some privacy?”

You asked kindly, and looked over at the three guys standing by the door. All were still in shock. Namjoon, who was standing in front of them with his arms crossed, looked back at them with a strict look. The guys trembled and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

“Come here.”

You said to Jungkook and opened your arms with a towel. He let you drape him in it, covering up his naked torso. You made him sit down on the bed, trying to calm him down.

“I forgive you, ok?”

“I don’t!”

Namjoon interrupted with his deep voice. You looked over at him.

“Namjoon please, he’s crying his eyes out.”

You told your boyfriend strictly.

“I’m sorry, Namjoon. You know I would never do anything to ruin our friendship. But I was still stupid enough to do so.”

He bowed his head down, starting to cry even more. You sat down on the bed beside him.

“I promise this will be in the past. We can continue our friendship like this never happened, ok?”

His eyes lit up. How great.

You were outside Jungkooks apartment. You decided that this was the time you healed your relationship with him. You couldn’t keep running away from it. Either you followed your promise, or you would have to cut him out completely. One last chance. You rang his doorbell. It took a few seconds before his voice came through the speakers.

“Who is it?”

You turned towards the voice and went up to the camera.

“It’s me.”

You said and went really close to the little camera, trying to joke with him like the two of you always did. He didn’t laugh, he sounded surprised instead. But not in a good way.

“Y/n?! What are you doing here?”

He asked shocked. You took a step back.

“Can you just let me in? It’s raining!”

“Give me a second!”

Jungkook wasn’t expecting you. He wasn’t expecting anyone, but definitely not you. He knew what happened at the resort a year ago made you question him, even if you told him it was ok. So when you asked to come in he quickly found his abandoned sweatpants on the floor. He had definitely not been jerking off to your Instagram just minutes before you were outside his door. He placed the dishes hurriedly in the sink to hide them, before he ran over to the door and pressed the button. He straightened the pillows on the sofa while waiting for you to reach his apartment. A knock at the door. He combed his fingers through his hair before taking a deep breath.

“Hi!”

You went in for a hug, and he was honestly caught off guard. Something inside him felt like you hated him since the incident. He at least hated himself for revealing everything to you so quickly. If he could’ve just taken you out for a nice dinner and told you about his feelings in a romantic way, you would probably be his fiancé now, not Namjoons.

“Y/n, it’s nice to see you again.”

He said once you broke off the short hug, that he honestly wanted to last forever. You smelled so good, and only you could manage to look good in yoga pants and a hoodie. Namjoon’s hoodie he noted. You would look even better in his own.

“I brought you an iced americano.”

You said and handed him the drink. You were always so considerate.

“Such an angel.”

You laughed awkwardly at his statement and he mentally cursed himself.

“I just came to get Namjoon’s jacket. He said he left it here a week ago.”

He knew exactly what jacket you were talking about, but he gave you a puzzled look regardless.

“I don’t remember seeing a jacket.”

He told you as if he was completely clueless.

“Why don’t you come in? I’ll look for it after I’ve had the americano.”

You smiled at him and started removing your shoes.

“Great!”

The two of you sat down on his sofa. You took a sip of your iced tea before placing it on the table.

“So, why didn’t Namjoon come for his own jacket? Lazy move to send his own girlfriend for the job.”

He laughed. You laughed back before crossing your legs and getting more comfortable.

“Job emergency I’m afraid. He won’t be home until 8.”

He could tell it upset you.

“I’m more than just his girlfriend now you know.”

The disappointment on your face turned into giddiness as you looked at your hand, carrying a gorgeous ring.

“As his fiancé I’ll have to take the shit jobs as well.”

You said and laughed. You looked so good, Jungkook couldn’t help but look at you. It’s like he fell in love all over again every time you laughed.

“Wow, thanks y/n.”

He said sarcastically. You laughed even more.

“Let me see it.”

You stretched your arm towards him, letting him take your hand in his to inspect the expensive ring.

“Damn, that’s a nice ring.”

He pretended to inspect it for just a second longer. He liked the feeling of your soft hand in his.

“Well since you won’t be busy until 8, why don’t you stay here for a while? We can play video games and order some food later. Like back in the day.”

He saw a flash of doubt in your eyes. Was he too forward too soon? He was expecting a no, he was ready to go back to his room and jerk off to you yet again.

“Sure.”

You said and shrugged.

“But only if you cook me something. I’ve missed your food so much.”

He couldn’t help but smile.

“I don’t understand how you do it? Everything you make is so good!”

You said and closed your eyes letting out a small satisfied moan. He let out a small laugh, adjusting his sweatpants after he felt them get tighter at your praise.

“What your fiancé can’t cook for you?”

He smirked. He knew Namjoon couldn’t cook, he just said it to tease you. And with the tilt of your head and upset eyes he knew he succeeded.

“Namjoon has many talents, cooking is not one of them.”

You laughed a little at your comment before taking another spoonful.

“If you were my fiancé I would’ve cooked for you every day.”

He tested the waters. Making sure to mumble, so that maybe you couldn’t even hear his remark. But you did. Of course you did. You were always so bright.

“Well you’re not.”

You answered bluntly. Jungkook felt his heart shatter at your words. He felt his blood boil. He made you dinner, how about a little gratitude?

“Could be.”

He quickly spit back, looking you deep in the eyes. You shook your head.

“We both know that’s not going to happen.”

Your eyes didn’t back down, winning his little game as he broke the eye contact and grabbed your plate.

“Why don’t we play Mario kart? Still think you can beat me?”

He said while washing the dishes. He knew he couldn’t get too upset with you, cause then you’d leave. And maybe never come back.

“We both know you’re the one that needs to beat me. I win ever single time.”

He looked back at you, a competitive smile plastered on your face.

“You won’t win this time.”

Time passed, and you had successfully beaten him five times. You jumped up from the sofa once you saw the results, cheering loudly at your victory.

“Who won? Huh? Tell me, Jungkook!”

You teased him, as you sat back down again. He rolled his eyes.

“I’m just letting you win so you won’t feel bad.”

He said as he started looking through the maps for the next round. You didn’t answer him, in fact you went completely quiet. He looked over at you. You were focused on your phone, your nails tapping against the screen as you were texting.

“Which map do you want to do next?”

He asked a little louder, slightly annoyed that your attention wasn’t on him. You didn’t look up from your phone.

“Hmm.”

Was the only answer you gave him. He put his controller down on the table and took a sip from his glass of wine. He was clearly upset now that you were ignoring him. He looked back at you.

“Who are you texting?”

He asked in almost a sour tone. You looked briefly up at him, before looking back down at your phone.

“Just my mom.”

Relief washed over his body, thankfully you weren’t texting your fiancé. Of course he would let you text her. He would love your parents as his in-laws.

“Let’s play.”

He said playfully before stealing your phone out of your hands. You looked confused at him, before you understood what he did.

“Jungkook, give it back!”

You laughed as your arms stretched out for your phone. He laughed back as he moved his arm further away.

“Then get it.”

You shook your head but crawled closer to him, tickling his side. He moved his upper body even further away from you. You sighed, but continued the fight. Unconsciously placing one of your hands on his thigh for support, as you stretched out over him. Even if you didn’t notice, he noticed. He moved his hand even further away, wanting to see if you would touch him more.

“Oh my god, just give me the phone!”

And within a second you were basically straddling his lap. Your hand got ahold of your phone, and you were about to retreat. But Jungkook was quicker. In the heat of the moment, he let go of the phone and used both his hands to push you down into his crotch. A small hiss escaped his mouth as he felt your heat touch his clothed dick.

“What are you doing?”

You asked him, still with a playful tone as if you thought it was an accident. Your hand found his that was tightly holding your hips as if they would run away if he let go. He knew you might run away if he let you go now.

“Jungkook, let go of me.”

The playfulness in your tone had started to fade. You started wiggling, trying to get out of his grasp. But stopped quickly once a moan escaped his lips.

“What the fuck!”

He didn’t know what to do, he had done it again and you were about to leave yet again.

“I won’t let you go, y/n! Not this time.”

You jumped as he rapidly stood up. His strong arms lifted you swiftly over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. It took a few seconds for you to comprehend what he was saying, but you quickly started to protest when you caught up.

“Let me down!”

You banged your fists against his large back. Wiggling the best you could. It was starting to freak you out that he seemed so serious, and that he was carrying you towards his bedroom.

“Jungkook, seriously! It’s not funny anymore.”

You said as he opened the door to his bedroom. It took maximum two seconds for him to throw you harshly down onto his bed. The bed creaked loudly at the impact.

“It was never a joke, y/n. I’m sick of pretending like I don’t fucking need you to be my girl!”

The last time you saw him this upset was at the resort.

“Look, I’m really not in the mood to argue with you right now.”

You started scooting towards the end of the bed. When Jungkook moved quickly towards the door you stopped in confusion.

“I’m not letting you leave.”

Your blood ran cold as you realised you could not be saved by Namjoon anymore. You didn’t tell him, or anyone for that matter, that you were going to Jungkook’s. Your breathing got heavier by the second as it dawned on you. You were fucked.

“You’re not leaving here until you understand that we’re meant for each other!”

He raised his voice even more now. Yelling at you in a way that made you look away. He scared you.

“I- I can’t fucking stand seeing you with him anymore. I’m sorry, y/n but I hate Namjoon for stealing you away from me. I hate that he made this so complicated. We were always meant to be. I’m sorry-“

“It’s ok, Jungkook. No need to get upset.”

You tried to calm him. Your fear speaking for you. His eyes met yours.

“Really?”

He asked, his eyes were glossy. You swallowed thickly, but nodded.

“It’s ok.”

Was all you could mutter. You practically jumped out of your skin as he crawled onto the bed. Your entire body stiffened as he sat down beside you. His arm swung around you like it belonged there. Uncomfortable silence filled the room for a beat.

“So we can be together now? You and me? Is that what you’re saying?”

He pulled you closer and closer, forcing you to lean into him. You looked down at the bed, simply not daring to answer the question truthfully. It didn’t help when you noticed the very visible tent in his grey sweatpants. You had to run.

“Of course.”

You managed to say, using all your willpower to look up at him and smile.

“I just really have to pee, ok?”

The panic in your voice was almost nowhere to be heard. You tried moving off the bed, but his grip was too strong.

“You’re being honest, right?”

He asked. You nodded yet again. Your focus turned to your nails. You had to look away from either his face or his hard on.

“Prove it.”

He almost whispered in your ear.

“Kiss me.”

His words were simple, but enough to send shivers down your spine.

“I’m sorry, I really have to-“

He grabbed your face and crashed his lips onto yours. You realised that you had no other choice but to kiss back passionately, and so you did. You placed your hand on his chest and deepened the kiss. Putting on your best performance. He moaned into the kiss. Finally he thought to himself. You tried pulling away, but were only met with a hand at the back of your head. Your heart was beating out of your chest for all the wrong reasons. You needed to convince him to let you leave the room. And with that you dreaded slowly moving your hands down his torso. Another moan escaped his lips when you placed a firm hand over his erection. That was the signal for his hands to start roaming as well, and once he tried to push you over his lap you finally got to pull away. You had never considered yourself an actress, but in that moment every instinct in your body told you to give the best performance of your life.

“I really want to fuck you, kookie.”

You whispered to him seductively. He started nodding hysterically.

“Do it, please just do it baby!”

You pouted at him.

“I just really have to go first. I won’t be able to enjoy our first time fully if I can’t use the toilet first.”

He pushed a strand of hair out of your face and smiled warmly towards you. To an outsider the two of you looked like nothing but lovers.

“Be quick, I want you so bad.”

You smiled and voluntarily pecked him on the lips to lay it on thick. You swayed your hips as you walked towards the door.

“Leave the bedroom door open.”

He said behind you. His lovey-dovey voice was suddenly really strict. He could see the bathroom door from the bed, he didn’t completely trust you. But you did as he said. Your heart was beating fast as you realised you could reach the front door if you just ran for it. And so you did.

“Y/n!”

An infuriated voice yelled after you. You heard his heavy footsteps hit the floor, sprinting closer. But you didn’t look back, you couldn’t do that now.

“You fucking bitch!”

A wave of relief washed over you as you reached for the door handle. You managed to pull it down and open it slightly before two large arms wrapped around you, slamming you against the door. You were able to reach the door, but not able to step outside the door.

“You fucking liar! You lied to me!”

He was beyond pissed off now. There was no calming him now, you had never seen him like this.

“I showed you my love and you just fucking used it to get away from me.”

He pressed you further and further against the cold door.

“I’ll show you y/n. I’ll fucking show you that you belong to me and me only. You’re my girl!”

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The air was cold and silent the only thing that can be heard was your soft snores.

Gojo walked into the room while holding a tray of food in his hands and smiled softly at the sight of you sleeping, " I wore you off real good last night.." he mumbled as he looks over the love bites that he left while feeling proud.

The smell of food slowly awoken you , your eyes fluttered open and see Gojo giving you his signature toothy grin as if he didn't fucked you till you fainted.

" here you go baby breakfast in bed made by me your amazing lover " Gojo claims proudly.

You glare at him but shove the food he made Into your mouth and moaned at the taste , Gojo smiled while handing you a glass of water.

You took the glass from him and muttered " you should do this more often "

" well If that's what my prince wants then I shall make it happen " you smiled softly at him and kissed him on the lips. " Just because you made this don't think I forgave you yet " Gojo chuckles and nods

" don't worry baby breakfast in bed isn't the only thing I'm doing to make it up to you for last night~ " Gojo says huskily and your face blushes as you let your imagination run wild for a second. You coughed to yourself and grin at Gojo " well I'm looking forward to see what you have in store for me~ "

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A short one for my comeback I'll try and like finish the other reqs but I'm probably gonna be more focused on my wattpad story first