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[klausysworld]

Hi!!! I love your work sm and I love how you capture Klaus!

I was wondering if you could do a smut where reader is sitting on Klaus’s lap and hes just fingering her and reader is begging him to stop because she feels like she’s about to squirt but he’s just encouraging her to let it out 🫶 it’s okay if you can’t!!

Just a Warm Up

Klaus hummed faintly, a smirk of amusement on his face as he curled his fingers for the thousandth time.

Y/N has been sobbing for over an hour, her body shaking like a leaf when he halted his movements before she could cum again.

"No..." She cried, her throat raw and strained. "Nik, please!" She begged, her entire body sticking to his clothes.

"Shh, sh." He hushed her, the smirk on his mouth obvious without even looking. "You're my good girl, aren't you? And good girls don't complain." He teased; mocked.

Y/N was getting closer and closer to snapping, to screaming at him and taking what she wants whether that be pushing his trousers down and riding his dick, holding his wrist still and fucking his hand or fucking her own hand.

It was driving her to insanity.

Her body was sweating buckets, her skin slippery and her limbs so tense yet relaxed at the same time. It didn't make any sense. All she knew was that she was losing it and her body couldn't take it.

"Klaus, I can't." She whispered, her face wet with tears.

His eyes narrowed and he turned her face up, looking at her properly and pecking her forehead. "Come now babygirl, you can and you know it." He encouraged, his tone a little softer now as he kissed a tear off her cheek.

In the same breath three fingers delved back into her, his thumb back on her tortured clit. "Oh god!" She practically wailed but Klaus only rolled his eyes, far too entertained.

"Yes sweetheart I know." He mumbled with a smirk and rocked his wrist back and forth slowly, too slowly. Every inch of her body wanted to move to chase the feeling she desperately craved but she forced herself to stay still, Klaus would stop again if she misbehaved.

Klaus only smiled to himself at the sight of her brows pulled together in concentration. He sighed quietly to himself, shifting slightly and letting his jeans stretch over his aroused cock as he kept toying with her.

Riling her up like this was one of his favourite things in the world, watching how needy and whiny she got. He could feel how tight her sweet pussy was getting on his fingers again, as though she were imagining milking his cock instead.

He knew as soon as she made that sound that she was ready again, the begging was simultaneous.

"Please, Klaus please I can't-" She sobbed, her hands holding onto him so tense and yet somehow so weakly as she seemed unable to form a proper grip.

"You know that you can." He dismissed easily, his fingers curling again and making her cry. When he didn't stop at the point she expected her hips joined him against her control. Finally able to chase it.

"Oh god" She screamed, her head going back prompting Klaus to capture a fistful of her hair and keep her in place.

"Such a beautiful sight, aren't you love?" He murmured, his voice thick like honey, "Is my sweet girl gonna cum for me?"

Y/N only let out a tearful noise and shook. "Klaus..." She gasped and he hummed.

"Soak me, love." He purred.

She felt as though she were about to die and enter a universe of pure ecstasy. Her jaw fell open and her moans choked down as she screamed out again.

Klaus only grinned at the burst of warmth that went all over his jeans.

His fingers kept going until she couldn't take it, her body completely limp in his lap as she whimpered and whined, begging no more despite her pussy still leaking down her thighs.

Eventually he only held her to him, looking down at her as she continued to tremble.

"Poor baby" He cooed softly though the amusement was not lost. "You know me well enough to know that delightful little scene was only a warm up, my love."

(Sorry it’s only short guys 😔 My time management isn’t working)

[dialovers-lover-xoxo]

Shu Sakamaki x Female Reader Smut!

Explicit NSFW: Do not read under the cut if you are a minor or sexual content makes you uncomfortable!

❗️You've been warned ❗️

Degrading kink, praise kink, oral, jerking him off, vulgar language, penetration, blowjob, flirting, self pleasure, cute

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You were impatient. Shu smirked and held his arms up as you hurriedly took his shirt off. With a lewd grin, he returned the favor. Shivering with arousal you lifted your legs as he pulled your underwear down, leaving you naked, with your legs parted. Shu got up off the bed and watched you pull down his briefs with lust-filled eyes.

Smiling up at him, you took his length in your hand and started stroking, moving up and down. "You're already grabbing my cock like that? Heh." "I'll do more than grab." You leaned forward and took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. He groaned and gently fisted your hair.

"Look up at me." You did, smiling around his dick. "Your horny eyes...what a good little slut. Yes, deeper." You sucked harder, maintaining eye contact. You became more arouse and licked every inch of him. "That face you're making, tell me, do you love having my cock in your mouth?" You nodded eagerly, the action around his dick making him groan in pleasure. "Heh, I knew it from the very beginning. You love having your mouth stuffed with cock. You're such a whore."

It was awkward but you were so needy that as you sucked him off, you moved one of your hands to rub your clit. "Fuuuuck...You couldn't even wait for me." Shu said, his eyes zeroing in your fingers playing with yourself. He stroked your hair. "Fucking desperate whore. Touching yourself like that. Only a whore like you would have no shame." He chuckled, but when you sucked his tip hard he moaned and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. You bobbed your head and he gripped your hair tighter, his body tensing.

He unleashed his seed inside your mouth with a sexy moan. You swallowed and made a big show of licking the extra cum from your lips, which made him chuckle. "What a face you're making. A slut, but a pretty slut."

You squealed in delight as he pushed you down on the bed. He spread your legs wide and moved inbetween them. You could feel his dick against your inner thigh and you wrapped your legs around his hips.

He took one of your breasts in his hand and he lavished kisses and small little nibbles on your other breast. "Shu..." you whimpered. He kissed a trail down your torso, now both of his strong hands massaging your breasts, before he got to your sex. You squealed again as he lifted your legs onto his shoulders, but sighed in pleasure when he pressed kiss after kiss against your sensitive flesh. "Ngh...Haa..." "You taste so sweet." He murmured. He licked you and your hand shot out, grabbing his hair. "Shu! Keep going." You pleaded.

"Yeah? The little slut can't get enough." He dove back in, licking and sucking your clit. You writhed in pleasure, grabbing his head as you practically grinded your hips into his face. "Yes, Moan loud, just like that." He muttered before trailing his tongue up to your clit again. "Good girl. Let everyone know what a slut you are for my tongue." You moaned again, your body trembling. "Good girl. Just like that."

Your legs shook and you could feel the building of your orgasm. Shu's muscular arms held you down as you thrashed and moaned louder and louder until you shattered, cumming against his face. "Haaa...haa..." you panted, pressing your hand against your breasts. Your lover got up and kissed you, and you melted into it, touching his face with one hand, the fingers on your other hand curling around the back of his neck.

The two of you kissed for a few moments, panting against each other. His hands roamed your waist and breasts, and yours roamed his broad shoulders and strong arms. He pressed a kiss to your nose, making you giggle.

Shu positioned himself so his cock was aligned, holding himself up he started to move in. You gripped the sheets and your head leaned back, you moaned as he slid in, stretching you in the most delicious way. Shu groaned quietly when he was buried fully inside you.

You lifted your legs and he smirked. "Fuck yeah. Keep them wide." You nodded and grabbed his shoulders. You moaned his name as he pounded into you. "Fuck. So fucking tight." He panted, biting your shoulder, which made you cry out.

He let himself lean fully on top of you, and in response you wrapped your arms around his neck and moved your legs higher, allowing your lover better access. He hit a sweet spot and you moaned, arching your hips. Shu groaned your name into your ear.

He grunted and growled. He put one hand in between your bodies and rubbed your clit expertly. Your nails dug into his skin in response and you closed your eyes, chasing your release. Grinding against him desperately you whimpered and cried until you climaxed onto his cock.

"Fuck!" Shu groaned and pounded into you faster. He gripped your arms and held you down as he thrusted harder, approaching his own orgasm. His blue eyes bore into yours until he closed them, his body tensing again. He moaned and fell on top of you, panting loudly as he cummed inside you.

For a few minutes you just panted and held each other, as you felt his large cock grow soft. He kissed you and pulled out, then spread out next to you and pulled you into his arms. You kissed his chest.

"Heh, as long as you're a slut for me, I don't mind."

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I hope you enjoyed this! Reblogs and feedback appreciated! ❤️

I'm sorry it took SO long for me to get to this, I didn't want to half-ass it.

[p3achyt3acak3]

Best Friend!Seo Changbin x Reader

Genre: Friends to Lovers✨️, Fluff ☁️, SMUT 🔞, Heavy on the Fluff and Smut 👀

Warnings ⚠️: Complicated feelings, Pet Names (Cutie, Baby Girl, Good Girl) Phone Sex, LIGHT Hair-Pulling, Masturbation, Whimpering, Feeling Needy, HEAVY Dirty Talk, Biting, Marking, Begging, Scent Kink, Size Kink, Body Worshipping, Oral Sex (Fem and Male receiving), Penetrative Sex, Breeding Kink, Changbin gets pretty vocal.. 🫡 PussyDrunk!Changbin, Soft to Rough Sex, Dom/Sub Dynamics

WC: 13.292K

If you choose to proceed, you are agreeing to partaking in filthy SMUT, you HAVE been warned ⚠️❤️✨️

"You're going to be gone for how long?"

After having just sat down to eat at a quiet little cafe the two of you had often visited, your best friend, Changbin, had just broken some pretty big news to you...

Big because, once again, he had held off on telling you until a few days before his actual departure.

"A few months.. We have a tour coming up. I meant to tell you earlier, but honestly.. I-" He looks away from you shamefully, fiddling with the buttons of his leather jacket. "I didn't know how to tell you.."

You arch a brow at this, scoffing in a playful manner to try and help bring his mood back up. He doesn't need to be sorry for being busy. You of all people, know how hectic and chaotic his life has been. And that's just it. He has a life outside of the one where he hangs out with you and makes you laugh with how big of a dork he is.

The two of you may be best friends, but that doesn't mean you get to be upset when you barely spend time together as often as you used to.

Your lives are very different.

That's okay.

"Oh come on, Bin.. We've talked about this. You can always come to me with anything. It's not like I'm going to take offense to you doing your job.. You have a life too, and I understand that." Trying to be optimistic and reassuring, you speak with sincerity, hoping it helps him feel a bit better.

"Yahhh, I get that, but, you're also someone close to me and it's not fair to leave you in the dark like thatttt." He whines, a silly pout puffing out against his cheeks.

Rolling your eyes, you whine back at him with the same energy, before adding, "Youuuuu have a lifeeee, Binnnn. Don't you dare feel bad for having a life."

The bickering that goes on between the two of you isn't anything new.

It's always been like this.

It's soft and light teasing, and you even occasionally flirt with one another, but things never go too far.. Never cross that invisible boundary that is, 'friends'.

"You're gonna miss me, right, cutie?" He suddenly chirps, once the conversation steers away from heavy and tense.

Rewarding him with another eye-roll, you fake a tear and hiccup. "Of course I'm going to miss my darling Dwaekki. How could I possibly live without him?" Like putting on a dramatic play, you play the part of the whiny damsel quite well, but not well enough, seeing as Changbin laughs at your poor attempt.

"Hey! This is serious! Don't laugh at me, you jerk! I'm actually going to miss you!" Although you're laughing right along with him while you scold him, so the gravity of the weight behind your words doesn't really land well.

"You'd be so bad at acting, I hope you know that." He giggles, throwing his empty cup into the trash can closest to your table.

"Pft. Like I need any acting advice from you, Mr.Idol." You retort, lifting an amused brow when he gives you the most dramatic look of shock.

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For the next few days, it's hard to find a good time where both you and Changbin are available to hang out and just enjoy one another's company.

You'd figured that would be the case.

His schedule was slam-packed with all kinds of shit.

Yours.. Not so much.

All you really had to worry about, was attending your cosmetology classes every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

Turns out.. Whenever Changbin did have time to spare, you were always in class.

Whenever you had time to spare, he was out doing photo shoots or interviews with media companies.

It didn't bother you at first, but the day before he was supposed to leave for the next few months.. Reading that text that said, 'I'm sorry, something came up at the last minute.. Can't make it tonight.', left a bitter taste in your mouth.

Life sure had it's own way of saying that the two of you weren't really meant to spend time together right before his tour.

That night, you'd spent your time at home on your couch. Cheesy K-Dramas were roaring on your television, and a rather sizeable bowl of ice cream sat by your side.

The entire time you sat there in front of your t.v. though, you weren't paying a lick of attention to the drama.. The only thing that was running through your mind, was why you found yourself so bitter about not being able to see him at least once more before he left. Normally, you didn't care. It was like brushing sand off your shoulders. He had work, and this was apart of it. This also wasn't the first time he'd left to go on tour, leaving you behind for a few months.

So why was this time any different?

Why were you so hurt that you weren't able to at least give him a proper, 'See you in a few months!'?

By the time you'd snapped out of your own head, it was really late into the night, and your eyelids were heavy with sleep.

"Fuck.. I lost track of time.." You mumbled to yourself, hoisting yourself up from the couch to turn off the t.v. and take your empty ice cream bowl to the sink.

By the time you'd crawled into bed, Changbin had sent a text saying, 'On the plane now! I'll see you in a few months, cutie!'.

At this, your heart seemed to swell, and the feeling consumed you.

You'd meant to respond, but whatever just came over you had caught your undivided attention now.

What even was that?

Why did you feel so warm and fuzzy from a text he sent?

Not to mention the fact that he always sends you shit like that, so why is it only just now affecting you differently?

During the first few months that Changbin was away on tour with his group, he'd occasionally call you and sit on the phone for hours just talking about anything and everything. He'd mainly talk about his workout for the day, followed by how excited he was to perform for Stay, and would fill you in on some group gossip that he knew you'd get a kick out of.

You'd both go back and forth sharing things about your day, and then sit in silence, just enjoying each other's presence even if it was only through the phone.

Sometimes, if he wasn't too tired, he'd randomly turn his video on and you'd get to see him.

Every time you were able to see him, for some reason, your cheeks felt warm and butterflies began to dance around carelessly in your stomach.

After some brief talks with yourself, you'd chalked up all these feelings to be what you thought was simply missing your best friend more than usual.

Little did you know, that was far from the case.

Today was tough. Cosmetology was no joke if you were actually serious about trying to become a makeup artist. Unfortunately for you, the substitute for your usual mentor, was the one who gave you the most problems.

She was incredibly demeaning and rude. Always criticizing your work and telling you in a very passive aggressive way that you just need to be better or give up on your dream of becoming a makeup artist.

Today angered you especially.

Artists tend to get volunteers for assignments from time to time. People will come in and let the training artists work on their makeup, and then will be assessed based on how well or poorly they did. This wasn't new for you, in fact, the amount of times you'd personally worked on doing makeup for the random strangers that volunteered, could no longer be counted on just your two hands alone.

Your client today was a younger man, around your age if not younger. He had been incredibly shy at first, his voice barely heard whenever you tried to start a conversation with him. Though, once you asked him if he preferred a specific look, compared to the neutral one you were going to go along with originally, he had immediately perked up and began going into graphic detail about how much he loved bright and bold looks.

Seeing the joy that radiated from him while he talked about makeup and what looks made him happy, had put a smile on your face.

By the end of the session, he had pastel colors lining his eyes. A neutral pink lip gloss had been applied to his lips, and the cotton candy pinks and blues that sat lightly against his eyelids had nearly made you squeal with delight.

In your honest opinion.. This was probably some of the best work you'd done yet.

He was more than satisfied with the look too, saying he felt really pretty and comfortable.

Though, the mood was ruined completely when the substitute came over and visibly grimaced at what you'd done to the client's face. "This was not at all what you were assigned to do. What am I even looking at?" In a rather judgmental voice, she forced a frown on the young man's face. He had suddenly bowed his head down low, no longer comfortable now that someone had just criticized him.

Seeing this had angered you to no end, and while you wanted to shout some expletives her way, you knew it would get you kicked out of Cosmetology school faster than shit.

"I asked the client what he felt most comfortable with me doing. If a client I have is uncomfortable or unsatisfied with the look I have planned out already, I do my best to gather their input and go from there. I merely did what he was most comfortable with." In the sweetest voice you could muster, a fake smile was plastered against your lips.

No matter how hard you tried to defend yourself along with your client, the old hag simply didn't care. She'd given you a failing grade and had once again, not so subtly hinted that if you couldn't improve, then maybe this field of work wasn't what you were cut out for.

It had, in all honesty, pissed you off, and broken your spirit.

A quick fix though, was to go home and try and distract yourself.

With how busy you'd been lately, there was rarely a moment to yourself, so that also meant you were pent up and stressed.

Though, no matter how hard you tried to make yourself cum.. You just couldn't. For some reason, it was impossible to obtain at the moment, so you were left unfilled and needy.

When you tried to tell Bin that you didn't want to talk to him tonight, he had called you almost immediately though, completely forgoing the fact that you had literally just told him you weren't in the mood.

You're still laying in bed half naked when he calls, and although you intend to decline the call, you accidentally hit the accept button instead and mentally curse to yourself.

"What's wrong, cutie? You usually always want to talk to me.." Changbin's voice is soft and soothing from the other side of the phone, and for some reason, it only makes you want to cry.

Forcing yourself to regain composure, you sigh and rub at your temple, thoroughly frustrated with how things have been lately. "Just.. Haven't had a good time lately.. Don't worry about it Bin.." There's no use in trying to reassure him that everything is fine on your end, because he knows you better than that.

"Aht. Don't tell me not to worry. That's for me to decide, Jagi.." He tuts, voice now stern and making your cheeks grow warm.

Right now is not the time for your body to be acting up..

"Binnie.. Please.." Ignoring the new pet name he'd all of a sudden given you, the attempt to steer the conversation in a different direction fails completely.

"Don't shut me out, Jagi.. Talk to me. You don't have to go into explicit detail, but I need you to at least tell me what's going on with you." His voice is still relatively stern, yet there's an underlying softness that's making it hard for you to turn him down.

Breaking was easy, especially when it came to Bin. No matter what, he always managed to get you to talk to him about how you were feeling, even if you didn't want to talk about it.

You told him about your day, how stressed you were, how broken your spirit was because of that hag of a substitute. Everything and anything that was wrong, you told him, and he sat there, listening quietly.

"Oh Jagi.." He coos, voice low and attentive as you hear him shuffle a bit. He must be packing or something, at least that's what you can only assume, considering tonight is a night where he's not turning his video on. "Don't listen to people like that. You are amazing at what you do.. How about this. When I get back, I'll plan a day for just the two of us. We don't have to go out anywhere, we can just stay at your place and relax. You can do a makeup look on me if you'd like as well. I want to see what your work looks like in person." Breathing softly, his voice continues to lull out from the microphone, easing you into a state of calm and comfort.

The very thought of having a day with just him and nobody else, is far more enticing than it should be.

But you haven't seen him for a couple of months already, and he's supposed to get back next week..

"Please..?" It comes out far more needy and desperate than you intend it to, and you immediately cover your mouth when you realize it far too late.

You feel clingy.

Clingy is not something a lot of people like.

When a soft curse rings out from the other end of the call. One that's breathy and labored, your attention is back on Changbin. "Binnie..? Are you okay?" In a soft and curious voice, you ask him what's wrong, and he just laughs softly into the mic.

"All good, cutie, was just settling into my bed for the night."

There's a silence that envelops the call, the words you had originally lined up to say depending on his answer, now lodged in the back of your throat.

You know you shouldn't be.. But you're imagining him laying down in bed, his phone propped up against a pillow while he talks to you. You wonder if that's all he's doing..

No..

You cannot do this.

He is your best friend.

"Can you keep talking to me, Jagi? Wanna hear your pretty voice.." Seemingly out of nowhere, Changbin calls out to you in a soft voice, his tone bordering on whiny.

That most certainly doesn't help with your current problem..

Not only are you still half naked in bed, having been unable to obtain an orgasm.. But your thoughts are all over the place, far from innocent and pure. Him talking to you like this is making it ten times worse.

"U-uhm.. Yeah.. I.." Having a difficult time trying to find something else to talk to him about, you stutter and stumble over your words.

"Yahh.. Sweetheart, take a deep breath. Don't rush, take your time. I'm not going anywhere.." Soft reassurances flow through your ear from Changbin, and your heart is racing so fast that it feels like it'll burst from your chest at any minute.

As much as you try to center yourself and go back to thinking of purer, more family-friendly things, the way he's talking to you, soothing you, has a familiar feeling beginning to bubble up in your gut.

"I.. I went to the cafe today.." Unable to think of anything else to say, the first thing that comes to the forefront of your mind comes tumbling past your lips, a stutter still evident in your tone.

"Hmmm? Oh really? You never go by yourself.. You must really miss me, huh?" He teases. You can practically see his smile through the phone while he says this.

He's teasing you, playfully flirting with you as he always does from time to time.

Normally you'd quip back with something just as playful and snarky, but right now, you're feeling far from it.

"Yes.. Yes, I do miss you, Binnie.." You find yourself admitting in an almost breathy sigh.

Silence takes over the call once again, though the wetness in between your legs is making your brain foggy, so you don't care. How is it so easy to resort you to nothing but a mindless puddle when he's just acting how he normally does..?

"Yeah..? How badly do you miss me?" Now it's his turn to sound breathy. It makes you oh so curious, but also, the idea of being kept in the dark is oddly exciting to you, so you answer him with as much honesty as you can possibly muster.

"More than usual, Bin.. Been so stressed lately.." The urge to run your hands down in between your legs.. To roll your clit around with your fingers until you're whimpering.. It's becoming stronger and stronger, and yet, you hold yourself back, instead choosing to bite down on your bottom lip.

A mix between a sharp intake of breath and a groan comes from his end of the phone, and now you're almost certain that what you're assuming, isn't entirely off base.

"I have a good way to deal with stress, if you're up for it, sweetheart.." Even more breathless than before, Changbin makes a suggestion that has your ears burning, brain melting into motionless mush. All you can do in response, is hum, no words used.

When he hears how out of breath you sound, the things it does to him..

"If at any point, you get uncomfortable, or want to stop, you tell me immediately, okay baby girl?"

Hearing him address you as such, pulls a whimper from the back of your throat, though it's a quiet one. Your legs are trembling, and you just know your bed is already a mess.

Hearing you whimper that way, is only egging him on even more. He's determined to take your stress away, even if it means finally crossing over the boundary line of 'friends'. When you respond back to him with another whimpered hum of approval, he smiles.

"That's a good girl.. You listen so well."

The praise drives you up the wall. He'd known for a long time that praise was always something you enjoyed, except it was for everyday things. Guess it carried over into sexual intimacy..

"Fuck.. You sound so needy right now baby.. You weren't kidding when you said you were pent up.." His voice is straining, head thrown back against the headboard of his hotel bed carelessly. He's getting wrecked from your noises alone. He can only imagine just how wrecked he'd be if he were able to see you..

That thought, gives him an idea.

"Jagi, can you do me a favor?" Regulating his breathing, he manages to ask this of you, hoping you'll be up for it.

"Mhm.." Your response is slow, drawn out, like your mind isn't all there, and just imagining that is making him unbearably hard.

"Turn your camera on for me?"

This has your legs wobbling, heart hammering against your chest like an uncontrollable beat of a drum.

Obliging in his request though, you do your best to set up your phone so that it's in a decent position, before you weakly pull your blankets over the already naked lower half of your body.

When your camera turns on, you hear him inhale sharply, before another soft curse echoes and bounces around in your ears. You wiggle your legs beneath the blanket and subconsciously bite down on your lower lip, somehow forgetting that your camera is on.

"You already look desperate baby girl.. God I wish I was there.. You want to know how I'd help you relieve your stress?" He asks, eyes locked onto the movement of your legs beneath that thin blanket that's embracing you like a cocoon.

It's embarrassing just how pathetic you sound when you beg him to tell you. Really, just how far gone are you..?

To him, your begging is like a siren's song, calling to him, luring him, forcing him to abandon all previous guilty thoughts from consuming his mind. It was clear to him that you wanted this.. Rather, needed this.

His eyes screw shut for a moment, hand wrapped firmly around his aching cock. He wants to see more of you, but finds himself far too shy to ask.

While he can be a bit demanding at times, as a joke.. When it comes to situations that closely relate to this one, the words seem to die on the tip of his tongue.

This, is not a joke.

It's real.

Very real.

You can sense the hesitance on the other end of the phone call. You know Bin, you've known him for a few years now if not more. You know all of his tells, what makes him tick, what he can and can't do. Ordering people around isn't one of his strong suits.. Not unless you give him a little push..

Taking it upon yourself to move things along, seeing as you're desperate at this point, you shift the blanket away from your trembling legs, slowly. The cool air of your bedroom crashes against your legs, making you hiss softly, but still the blanket continues its descent. When you're finally uncovered fully, it takes you all but a few seconds before your legs are spreading lasciviously, hooded eyes avoiding the camera even though you know his isn't on.

It's embarrassing, in a way. He's been your best friend for so long.. Never in that time period, has he actually seen you naked.

With warm cheeks, you sit there, wet, bothered, laid bare before your phone, hoping and praying that he doesn't feel disgusted by you.

"Oh.. Fuck..." Comes a whiny, breathless moan from his side of the call. "Baby.. Fuck.. You don't know how hard you're making me right now.." He continues, barely coherent enough for you to understand.

You reward him with a soft whimper of your own, hand twitching when you try to let it fall in between your legs, but suddenly stop.

Fuck.. This is so wrong..

"Baby." His voice is firm and much lower than it had been before, and it makes you feel like you've been put on the spot.

Without acknowledging the camera, a soft hum is what answers him.

"Look at me, pretty girl.." In a much softer voice now, Changbin coos, encouraging you to lift your head and slowly look towards the camera.

His camera is now on, and you can see just how flushed in the face he is. His usually tampered down hair has now become slightly disheveled, and his plump lips are parted. If looks alone could make you melt..

"That's a good girl.. Keep your eyes on me. Can you do that for me, Jagi?"

How could you possibly say no when he asks in such a soft way..

Eyes glued to the screen, you watch him fumble with his phone for a moment, but only briefly, before it's propped up on what you assume to be, the hotel's bedside table, and your legs softly squeeze together at what you see.

He's laying back in bed, head resting against the headboard, while one arm is resting to the side of him, the other, is currently preoccupied.. Your eyes trail down until you see his hand, which is currently grabbing hold of his cock, which is noticeably hard and slightly flushed at the tip.

Unbeknownst to you, a small noise of approval slips past your trembling lips, which catches his attention.

"Lay back for me, sweetheart.. Want you to get comfortable okay?"

You almost don't hear what he says, but are lucky enough that it's somehow able to break through the barrier of fog that surrounds your lust-heavy brain.

Doing as you're told, you lay back against the soft feathery pillows that line your bed, getting comfortable as requested, before you sit and wait patiently for more instructions.

Why this is so exciting to you, is beyond comprehension at the moment.

That's a problem for future you to solve.

"There we go.. Fuck.. You're so wet.. Did you try to cum before I called you?" It's meant to be a teasing question. He doesn't actually believe you tried to achieve an orgasm earlier on in the night.

What he isn't ready for..

Is the small, 'Yes', that wafts through his ears.

He tenses. Pupils blown wide at the thought of you trying and failing to make yourself cum just moments before he'd called.

"Wanted to cum so bad, Bin.. Couldn't.."

You sound absolutely wrecked.

He swears he could cum just from hearing you alone.

But he wants to draw this out. Wants you to get the most pleasure from this experience as possible.

"My poor baby... Couldn't make herself cum.." Still teasing, he smiles softly, tongue darting out to wet his lips before gripping his cock once more. "Don't worry baby, I'll make sure you cum.. The only thing you're going to be thinking about by the end of the night, is how hard you came for me.."

From these words alone, you already can't wait.

You swear, the few times you had thought about what Bin would be like in bed.. Which had only recently started.. You never imagined he would be as vocal as he was currently proving to be. It seemed he liked to talk. To make you feel like he was actually there with you.

God.. Imagining him actually being there with you, face in between your legs, mouth latched onto your clit while he spelled his full name into your dripping wet cunt, was definitely an image you wanted to keep embedded in your mind.

"What are you thinking about, baby girl?" Changbin interrupts your short-lived fantasies, grounding you back to reality.

Where the sudden confidence came from, you're not quite sure, but the shy you was now gone, replaced with bold and brash.

"Want your face in between my legs, Bin.." It comes out as a whine, one that nearly makes him cum right then and there. Not only did you sound fucking hot, but telling him you wanted to have his face buried in that pretty pussy of yours, was almost too much.

That seems to get him going..

Like, really going..

"Can't wait to come back, Jagi.. Gonna give you exactly what you want.. Eat that pretty pussy of yours.. Make you cum on my tongue.. Fuck.. Wanna taste you so bad.." He rambles, head thrown back as he gets off on the image in his mind. "Gonna make you cum so many times from my tongue alone, baby girl.. Gonna make you call my name over and over an- Shit.." Hissing, he has to let go of his cock momentarily. He'd almost made himself cum, and that's not the point of why he's even doing this in the first place.

Tonight is about you. His pleasure comes after.

"You really don't know what you do to me, Jagi.. I'm going crazy over here.. Wanna feel your pussy wrapped around my cock so so bad.." He whines dejectedly, hips thrusting up into absolutely nothing.

His arms look so fucking good to you right now. The way that they flex whenever he tenses up. God.. That, paired with the filthy words he's spewing, and the heavenly whines that grace your ears..

Finally, finally.. You don't hesitate or stop yourself when your hand reaches down in between your legs, fingers gathering up as much slick as possible, before allowing them to slowly brush against your aching clit.

"Oh God.." It's quiet, barely audible, but you see his lips moving and you read them well. The sight of you touching yourself is visibly having an affect on him.

You keep going, trying your hardest to keep your eyes set on him while your fingers lazily roll against your clit. Each soft touch makes you shiver and moan softly, and the thing that breaks the camel's back, is you whining his name when you rub your clit in a way that nearly makes you see stars.

"Wanna bury my cock in that pretty pussy baby.. Wanna hear you moan my name just like that.. Gonna fuck you so good.. Make you cum for me.. Feel you squeeze around me.. Mark you up.." At this point, he's just rambling. The filthy ways in which he talks to you, describes these things to you, is driving you mad.

All you can do is beg and plead for him to do all these things and more, all the while you continue to toy with your clit, fingers having been added to the mix. They're wet, covered in your own arousal, driving into your body with toe-curling pleasure.

Every hair on your body stands up, eyes watering with pent-up frustration and the need to cum.

You can feel the knot already beginning to build up in your stomach, but every time you think you're right on the precipice, it dies down and you're left whimpering like a dejected dog.

"Bin.. Need.. Need t' cum.. S-so.. Bad.." It comes out as a pitiful sob, tears springing to your eyes.

It's not that you aren't enjoying this, you really are..

God you are..

But you can't cum, and it's literally making you feel frustrated with yourself.

Almost immediately, Changbin slows down, hearing the desperation in your voice. He can see how watery your eyes are, how desperately you're fucking yourself on your fingers to try and finally reach that unobtainable orgasm, and it physically makes him ache to see you struggle.

"Baby girl.." He mutters, cock resting against his tummy while he tries to get your attention.

You stop all motions, peering into the camera with lidded dewy eyes, taking in the way sweat rolls down his biceps, how his chest is still rapidly rising and falling.. How hard he is despite being denied his own orgasm.

"There's my pretty girl, just look at me baby.. Listen to my voice, okay?" He's being so soft and gentle now. Compared to the filthy way he was talking to you not even ten seconds ago.

Easily, far too easily, you obey. You're head is so frazzled and heavy with lust and frustration that it takes you a minute to actually calm yourself down, but once it's obtained, you feel slightly better.

"You still want to cum for me, Jagi?" Still checking in with you, he asks this of you with a patient tone. He doesn't sound upset or angry. He doesn't even sound uninterested. He genuinely doesn't want to continue doing this unless you're comfortable.

"Please, Binnie.. Really need to.."

You even sound frustrated.. Right alongside desperate.

"Okay baby, can you lift up your shirt for me?" Once again, he's asking, not demanding.

It should be laughable just how easily you comply.

Lifting your shirt up, your breasts are freed from the fabric, bouncing just a little. Changbin sucks in a sharp breath on the other end of the call, but still manages to speak with a calm and soothing tone. "Good girl.. Now, I want you to play with your breasts a little.. Only use one hand.. I want the other hand to be playing with your clit, okay?"

His heart-rate has sky-rocketed. It's taking everything inside him not to start touching himself again, but he wants to focus on you.

No..

He needs to focus on you.

The way you slowly inch one hand up to play with and fondle your breasts, all the while your other one snakes down in between your legs, toying with your clit once more, has him shuddering.

Fuck.. He really thinks you're the prettiest. Even when you're all frustrated and desperate, on the verge of tears because you can't cum.

"That's my good girl.. Want you to go nice and slow for me, alright? Don't worry about not being able to cum.. I just want you to focus on how good it feels.. Can you do that for me?"

When he doesn't get a verbal answer, instead, just a simple nod of the head, he can tell you're already doing exactly as he requested.

You really were a good girl..

"There we go.. Want you to imagine I'm right there with you.. Want you to imagine it's me touching you like that.. Gonna give you kisses all over, baby.. Tell you how pretty you are, how beautiful you sound.."

The more he slowly and calmly explains everything, let alone describes everything, is painting a very vivid picture for you. The knot from before has finally resurfaced, but this time it doesn't feel so far away.

All you have to do.. Is keep listening to him talk, imagine everything he's explaining, then you'll finally be able to cum..

"You sound so fucking pretty.. Are you close, baby girl?" He can tell by the way your moans rise in pitch, that you've once again grown close to being pushed over the edge. He wants to hear it, wants to see it..

But he knows he also has to be patient.

"Mmm.. S-so.. Close.." You weakly mutter, eyes opening slightly to look into the camera once more.

When you look at him like that, he can't help but throw his head back, a rumbling groan being ripped from the back of his throat.

The entire time you've been playing with yourself, he'd finally resumed as well, going at the same pace you were to not only hold him back on his own orgasm, but to heighten the pleasure.

"Good girl.. Want you to cum for me.. Wanna see how pretty you look and sound when you cum baby.." His dirty talking picks up again, and he notices you've picked up the pace again, whimpering and quietly cursing.

He follows suit, stroking his cock while never taking his eyes off of you and your trembling body.

The knot feels like it's about to break apart at the seams. You swear you see white dots in your vision as well. Just this once, you're desperately trying to keep your eyes open so you can look straight at him as you come undone.

"Give it to me, please.. Need it so bad baby.. Please..? Please." Changbin is begging now, his own lewd noises picking up in volume. His head is thrown back against the headboard of his bed, eyes struggling to stay open and focused on you.

Who knew he could sound so heavenly when he was practically whining and pleading for you to cum for him..

"Shit.. Gonna cum, Jagi.." He warns in a high-pitched whine, his lips parted as his brows furrow together in concentration.

Rewarding his vocal warning with a whimper, you can't help but screw your eyes shut as the knot that felt on the brink of coming apart finally does just that. Your eyes are watery, leaking with satisfied tears, sweet cries, and whines of his name tumbling carelessly out of your mouth while your head is stuck on cloud nine.

You swear you haven't come nearly this hard for months, let alone years.

Intimacy wasn't a huge thing in your life.

The last boyfriend you'd had only really cared about his own pleasure and nothing else.

Following suit, Changbin falls apart when he hears how pretty you sound finally coming apart for him. Thick ropes of cum line the hand that's still subconsciously stroking at his cock, and the soft yet deep moans he releases are dripping with satiated hunger.

Fuck..

He hadn't meant to, but his eyes had screwed shut when you came, and he missed out on seeing how beautiful you looked during..

Both rooms are echoing with uneven breaths. He can hear just how windless you sound and wishes he could be there to help clean you up and give you the best aftercare. You really do sound tired now..

After a few beats of silence, he swallows thickly and finally moves to clean himself up.

God.. He really hadn't meant to make a mess like this.. Normally, he was smarter about these things. He was always prepared, but this time, it was more or less a spur of the moment thing that was driven by the insatiable need to cure you of your stress.

"Oh sweet girl.." He murmurs softly when he comes back into view of the camera, taking in your sleepy eyes. The fact that you still haven't moved an inch since coming apart really doubles down on the fact that he wishes he could be there to properly take care of you himself. "I know you're tired.. Really, I do.. But you gotta get yourself cleaned up, baby girl.." Practically cooing, he tries to urge you to stay awake for just a little while longer.

Your body feels mellowed out and weightless now. The stresses of the last few months have finally pushed past the sexual frustration, and all your body wants to do is rest.

He's right, though. Falling asleep in your own mess doesn't sound appealing in the slightest.

Feebly, you're barely able to hold yourself upright. Your legs feel like they'll collapse on themselves at any moment, but still, you push on, eager to get yourself cleaned up and taken care of so you can retreat back to the comfort and safety of your warm bed.

By the time you get finished with your business, now stepping back into the bed that had practically been giving you bedroom eyes, you're back in view of Changbin, who now has gray sweatpants on, a sleeveless black shirt covering his chest. When your sleepy eyes glide up and down the expanses of his arms, you hum softly. "Wanna bite your arms, Bin."

You sound drunk, but he knows it's just exhaustion. Still, the admittance makes him laugh quietly. "They're not for biting, though." With a raise of his brows, he looks at you with a heart-warming smile lifted up on his lips.

"Whatever.. Still wanna bite em" You lazily retort, now back to your snappy and playful self.

Burying your face in the plethora of pillows donning your bed, you're unable to keep your eyes open for much longer. The attempts you make to keep them open are all failures.

"You really are so pretty, Jagi.. Get some good sleep, I'll see you next week.." Just before you do doze off, Changbin whispers this into the phone, and your mind actually settles for once.

That's right..

He'll be back in Korea next week..

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You know you shouldn't be so nervous to see him again. It's not like things had grown awkward between the two of you since that very dirty phone call last week..

He still texted you normally, still called you almost every night, nothing about him changed at all.

The only thing was, there was no more phone sex after that first time, and while, logically, you were fine with that, emotionally, you were starting to think that maybe things had grown awkward.

That was just you overthinking though.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

All of this.

Coming to his dorm with the other three he shared it with, gifts and snacks of all kinds perfectly donned in a woven basket.

Yet, before you could even knock on the door, someone had already opened it.

That someone had been none other than Chan.

"Oh? Didn't expect to see you here." Eyeing you up and down slowly(he's observing the basket of gifts), he takes a step back and lets you into the dorm, a soft smile on his face.

Offering a small smile in return, you thanked him for letting you through, before raising a quizzical brow at just how insanely quiet it was.

Having been here numerous times, this was perhaps the quietest it had ever been. Usually, things were chaotic. Once you put Changbin, Chan, and Han, all in the same room together, your sense of peace would be knocked down almost immediately. Not that it bothered you, nor did you mind. In fact, seeing Changbin in his element had brought you so much joy.

"Where is everyone?" With Chan following not too far behind you, he sucks in a short breath and laughs a bit awkwardly.

"Well, Han and Hyunjin are more than likely fast asleep in their rooms... Changbin, I think he went to the gym. He should be back in a few minutes, he's been gone for a bit."

"Ah.. I see. How was the tour for you guys? Did you have fun?" Trying to make small talk with Chan is always easy. He's someone who you know you can go to for a lot of things. He's kind of like a protective barrier for everyone in his group.

At this, Chan's face lights up almost immediately, and he starts to talk about how much fun he had. His love for his job and Stay genuinely is admirable, at least in your eyes.

Losing track of time, you hardly realize that your phone is ringing, until Chan points it out, laughing softly when you try and nearly fail, to wrangle your phone out of your pocket. The caller I.D. makes your stomach do back flips the moment you see who it is, and you have to excuse yourself from Chan's presence in order to not further embarrass yourself.

"Where are you, cutie?"

Almost immediately, your cheeks warm, and the basket of gifts you hold wavers in your hands.

Ever since that night, his voice has had more of an affect on you than you'd like to admit to yourself.

"Why you askin'?" Teasing him playfully, while also trying to keep where you're at a secret, you have to bite your bottom lip to stop the giddy laugh that threatens to slip past.

"Did you forget what I told you last week on the phone?" The smile is definitely there, you can practically hear it in the way he speaks.

When he asks this though, your stomach suddenly drops, panic zig-zagging it's way through your veins as you remember what he'd said. He was gonna plan a whole day for just the two of you when he got back, and it had completely slipped your mind.

"Shit.. I was going to try and surprise you.. I'm at your dorm with Chan." Cursing, you rush back out to where you and Chan had been sitting, only to realize he's no longer there. He probably went to sleep or work on music.. He always works so hard.

"Well that's definitely awkward.. I'm sorry I wasn't there, Jagi.. Do you need me to meet you halfway to your place?" There's a pang of regret slithering around in his stomach when he hears how dejected you sound. It was just a miscommunication thing. Both parties had tried to achieve a surprise for being back, but both had hilariously failed. When all was said and done, he knew you'd both look back on this moment and laugh about it.

Even though you protest heavily to having Changbin meet you halfway to your place, he does so anyway. That's what you aren't expecting when you nearly jump out of your own skin because he decided to sneak up behind you.

Though, you're far too busy really looking at him to be angry.

He's still the same Binnie you've known for years on end..

Just, seeing him in person after all the nasty things he said to you on the phone..

It's hard to actually not break eye-contact with him.

"No hug?" Pouting, he juts out his bottom lip, holding his arms out to you while making a grabby motion with his hands.

It takes a few seconds to process, but when it finally does, you rush forward and give him the biggest hug ever. Honestly, this one might just top all the hugs you've given him in the past.

"Any harder and you may choke me to death, Jagi." Laughing, he hugs you back, hard, but not so hard that he hurts you. It's comforting, safe, it feels like you're meant to be here, and honestly, you wouldn't want to have it any other way.

"Shut up and accept my hug.. I missed you." Releasing a soft breath into his chest, you smile and fake a pout.

You see him roll his eyes, but smile nonetheless. "Missed me, huh? Now where have I heard that before?"

What a low blow..

The comment makes your cheeks warm, eyes widening ever so slightly as you make an attempt to pull away and scold him for being a tease. Though, he doesn't give you the chance to escape his embrace.

"Nope. Not letting go. I just got you back, think I'm gonna make it that easy?" Ignoring your protests, he lightly drags you along with him, arm wrapped around your shoulders while he steers you back in the direction of your home.

You want to be mad at him.

You want to scold him.

But he's got a point.

Not to mention, you really don't want him to let go..

Only when you get inside, does Changbin finally release you from his grip, but it's only momentary. As soon as you set down the woven basket of gifts and snacks you'd prepared for him, he takes that opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist and hoist you up, basically throwing your body over his shoulder with far too much ease.

"Bin!? What the hell!" You refrain from banging your fists against his back.

He has an image to uphold and the last thing you want in the news is claims of someone 'Mistreating Stray Kid', Seo Changbin.'

Even though you do put up a fight, he takes it with a grain of salt, effortlessly carrying you until he sets you down on the couch. Things move quickly after that, or at least that's what your brain thinks. It may just be the fact that your brain is processing things far slower than usual.

By the time you're both comfortable, Changbin has you on his lap, facing him, and the compromising position has your head feeling dizzy.

How and why was he acting so bold?

He just got back from tour..

Is he not tired?

"Bin I-"

"Can I kiss you, please?" Out of thin air, he asks a very daring question, making you pause what you were about to ask him yourself, eyes locked onto his own with a puzzled yet heavily excited way.

"What's up with you today, Bin..? You're being so-"

"Is it wrong for me to miss my baby girl after not having seen her for months?" His hands slide up the sides of your legs, resting atop your waist. "Is it wrong for me to want to kiss my pretty girl..?" Now he's not so subtly looking at your lips, before his eyes dart back up to yours rather quickly.

His questions catch you off guard.

All the 'My baby girl', 'My pretty girl', talk is going straight to your cunt, and it shouldn't be.

His hands are softly kneading at the meat of your thighs, coaxing you, assuring you that he promises not to be too rough with you, and that's all it takes for you to give him a small nod of the head.

Within moments after answering, his lips are on yours, and they're soft, gentle, non-invasive.

You're the one who gets far too eager in a matter of seconds. Your hands reach up to thread through his hair, tugging some of the strands as your lips move much harder against his own.

The soft whimper that comes from him as a result of you just tugging at a few strands of hair on his head, has you shaking atop his lap.

He makes such pretty sounds..

In general, he's so fucking pretty, both inside and out.

When he opens his mouth, your tongue effortlessly finds its way inside, melting against his in a dance that you can only call, 'I missed you.'

Both of you really had missed one another, that was very clear.

"You're so needy. What's up with that?" Bin laughs when you both pull away to catch your breath.

Not only do you find yourself embarrassed at just how right he is, but now you feel like you're doing way too much. You have to take into consideration that he just got back from a pretty lengthy trip.

"M' sorry, we can stop.. Just missed you a lot is all." When you try to remove yourself from atop his lap, his arms wrap around your waist fully, preventing you from moving any further. The puzzled look you give him only makes him shake his head 'No'.

"Wasn't telling you to stop. Wasn't even implying that either, Jagi.. Stay put for me." With lidded eyes, he pulls you back the few inches you'd managed to give way to, his lips smashing against your own once more. This time though, he breaks away early, trailing his lips down the expanse of your neck, rewarding you with soft kisses and small love-bites along the way.

As much as you try not to make noise, it's impossible. His lips feel amazing against your skin. He pulls sweet sounds from the back of your throat, your eyes screwed shut as he continues to mark your neck.

By the time he finally pulls away from you, he's panting very faintly, observing the work he's made of your neck. Each bite and kiss that he planted held so much behind it.

"Look so pretty.. Wanna give you more, baby.. Will you let me give you more? Please?" It's whiny and pitched, but he doesn't care.

All he wants to do is kiss and mark every single inch of your body.

Take his time.

Make sure you're begging for him by the end of it.

Though, he thinks he'll save that for another day.

So much time passes where Changbin is kissing and marking up nearly every inch of your upper body, pulling moans and whimpers from you left and right.

Your head is in a constant state of frenzied lust, hoping he'll go further.

When he hisses after you accidentally rub your knee against his still fully clothed hard-on, your attention shifts. No longer do you want to be on the receiving end of this attention..

He deserves some too..

Wordlessly, you remove yourself from his lap. He's too spaced out to stop you properly this time. When you wedge yourself in between his legs, struggling to get the knot of his sweatpants undone, he laughs and pulls your hand away, eyes dark, pupils blown wide. "What are you trying to do, baby?" The look he holds in his eyes is far from scrutinizing.

He knows what you're up to, he just wants to hear it come from your mouth.

"Please.. Wanna make you feel good too, Bin.. S' not fair that I get it all.." With a raised voice, you beg him for permission to make him feel good. He's silent for a moment, arms tensing when he hears you beg him like that. Unsure if he heard you, or simply forgot to answer, you sidle up the most pleading face you can muster, before whispering, "Wanna suck your cock, Bin.. Please?"

That seems to finally get him to give in.

With a rumbling groan, he undoes the knot of his sweatpants, hands shaking while he does so.

He must really be worked up..

"You wanna be a good girl and suck my cock, Jagi?" His voice is rough, dripping with copious amounts of lust as he pushes his pants and boxers down. His eyes, the entire time, are on you, staring down at your face as if you're the prettiest fucking thing in the room.

Seeing it in person is far different than seeing it over the phone.

It's thick, head flushed, already leaking with pre-cum from your previous actions.

Looking up at him once more, your face screams, 'Please', with which he is more than happy to oblige.

Your movements are slow and calculated, hand wrapping around his cock when he finally brings his own away. As soon as you touch him, he sucks in a breath, a whiny, 'Fuck baby..' slipping past his wet lips. The notion only serves to make you more confident, and you keep going, pulling your head closer, all while looking up at him through wet lashes.

"Look so pretty.. So so p-" His words taper off into a moan when you finally wrap your mouth around the head. "Mmm, that's a good girl.. Your mouth already feels so good.." He whines helplessly, hips bucking up slightly, but not enough to hurt you.

Humming at the praise he gives you, heat pools in between your legs and you make sure to go nice and slow when moving your mouth further down the length of his cock.

By the time he's almost fully inside, he's panting and whimpering, hands gripping at the couch cushions on either side. His cheeks are flushed, the tips of his ears a pretty shade of pink.

"Ah... S-slow down, baby.." Attempting to thread his fingers through your hair to stop you from moving, the action fails, his arm falling right back to his side when you lewdly remove your mouth from his twitching cock. "Brat.." He mutters once he's able to catch his breath.

It was only fair. He teased you constantly. Even before this whole.. Whatever it was.. There was no label on it at the moment.. He teased you relentlessly. That's not to say it wasn't reciprocated, but you didn't tease nearly as much as he did.

Ignoring his comment, you brought him to your mouth once more, making sure to look him directly in the eyes as your tongue darted out, a long stripe being licked along the underside of it. The whine mixed with a rumbling groan that graced your ears was downright sinful.

He looked as though he was going to say something again, but just as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, you embraced his cock with your mouth, actually taking it to it's fullest this time.

"Oh my.. Ffffuuckk.." Long, drawn-out moans slipped past his lips at this, head thrown back against the back of the couch.

His grip on your couch cushions is deadly. His knuckles are white, and the fabric below just looks like it'll tear, but you know it won't.

It gets messy.. Way too messy..

But you enjoy yourself, and you know he's enjoying it too, if his loud whimpers and moans, and the occasional call of your name is enough to hint at anything.

Surprisingly, he's been able to hold off on coming down your throat, but he doesn't want to do that unless you're okay with it.

Considering how eagerly you're sucking him off, he'd probably guess that's your goal.

"B-baby girl.. Where d-do you want me t' cum..?" He's just barely able to get it out.

Your mouth feels so fucking good.. He can only imagine how heavenly it'll feel to have his cock buried deep inside your pussy.

That thought alone has him whimpering again, cock twitching in your mouth while you look at him with sweet wet eyes.

You can't answer him verbally, so you show him.

Keeping your mouth wrapped tightly around him, your tongue lathes up and down the sides as best as possible, and you're hoping he gets what you're trying to tell him.

Thankfully, he does.

"That's a good fucking girl.. Want me to cum in this pretty little mouth?" With a breathy sigh, his hips begin to involuntarily thrust upwards, pushing himself impossibly deeper down your throat.

Though, you can't complain.

If anything, it's only making you even more aroused.

All you can possibly do is hum around him, the vibrations making him grit his teeth and whine, cock twitching even more violently.

You know he's about to cum when his thrusts start to grow uneven and ragged. He's so desperate with the way he's using your mouth that it's damn near unbearable to not reach down in between your legs to alleviate the throbbing pain of your clit.

"That's it.. Good girl.. Good girl.. Such a good girl for me baby.. Fuck your mouth feels so good.. Gonna..-" He tapers off, cock twitching one final time in your mouth before you feel his cum slide down your throat. The entire time, he holds your head gently with his hands to keep you in place, soft whines and whimpers escaping his mouth.

It takes him a bit to finish all the way though, keeping you still for a few moments before he finally pants and leans back, releasing his hold on your head. You take this moment to pull away from his cock with a lewd pop, swallowing every last bit he'd given you.

He doesn't need time to recover, apparently..

When he lifts you up and makes it so that you're now taking his place, your mind feels discombobulated for a brief moment, eyes peering up at him as he hovers above you on the couch. "You're perfect.. Really. I mean it.." Such sweet words from someone who was talking so crudely into your ears just moments before. "I'm gonna give you exactly what you want.. Remember what you told me last week?" With sultry eyes, he trails his way down to the hem of your shorts, hooking his fingers into the waistband before he begins to push them down agonizingly slow.

Yes, you do remember.

How could you forget.

The images are still ingrained into your mind.

"Promise to be gentle with you baby.. Promise.." He sounds like he's more or less reassuring himself rather than you.

Either way though, the only thing on your mind right now, is how badly you want him.

By the time he gets your shorts off all the way, he's sucking in a breath, pupils blown at the sight laid before him. You're so wet.. So wet that it's literally seeping through your undergarments.

The sight seems so surreal to him at the moment, and he finds himself bringing two fingers forward, gliding them gently through your clothed folds before shivering.

He wasn't imagining things.

You were really sopping wet.

"That's so hot.." Changbin more or less whispers to himself, though he knows you hear it because your legs squish together, the meat of your thighs more prominent now.

It's embarrassing how your undergarments basically refuse to disconnect from your skin when he tries to take them off of you. Really.. The warmth in your cheeks is unbearable. Though when he praises you and whispers some hushed words of reassurance, all of that embarrassment is replaced with the aching need to have him touch you, kiss you, do something.. Anything.

"Bin.. Please.." After having not used your voice in the past ten or fifteen minutes, it sounds scratchy and foreign to you.

"Be patient baby, I promise I'm not gonna stop until I make you cum a few times.. Promise.." Again, he's muttering, so enraptured by your wet cunt that it's hard for him to really concentrate fully.

He wants to start slow, build you up, then just make you crash down.. So, naturally, he starts with the inside of your thighs, leaving delicate kisses and bites all around the skin there. "My baby has such pretty thighs.." He whispers, moving down to your calves.

The same treatment goes to them, kisses and love-bites being embedded into your skin with thoughtful love and care. "Such pretty calves..." Every area his lips linger on, he praises. It never stops, not even when he gets down to your ankles. "Pretty girl.. So pretty.. Every single inch of you is so fucking pretty baby.."

When it seems he's getting nowhere, instead choosing to draw this out and tease you until you physically and mentally can't take it anymore, his body lays comfortably down across the couch, your legs caging his head in between them.

It's got you squirming in place when you see and feel his mouth hovering right above where you want him.

"Be as loud as you need to be baby.. Let me hear you, hm?"

Cheeky bastard..

Without giving you much time to process, his lips latch onto your clit almost immediately, and the squeak it forces out of you is so loud that you instinctively cover your mouth with your hand, or at least attempt to..

When he sees this, one of his arms flies out to grab at your wrist, gently pulling your hand away from your mouth while his lips are still latched onto your cunt. The warning look in his eyes makes you feel like someone who's getting reprimanded for doing something they definitely shouldn't have.

His tongue is relentless, lathing around your folds and clit like he's a man starved. Your taste is heavenly. He really doesn't think he could ever get tired of it. The noises he's able to pull out of you are only working him up again, his hips occasionally grinding into the couch while he eats you out.

He feels light-headed, fuzzy.

More.

That's all that runs through his brain.

He wants more.

Wants to taste you more, wants to keep your cunt pressed up against his face, your clit haphazardly hitting the tip of his nose.

You can see the imaginary stars in his eyes while he eats your cunt like it's the last thing he'll ever get.

He's making noises, the vibrations sending tingling chills up and down your spine as you helplessly moan and cry his name. Every time it's his name he hears, his tongue fucks into your cunt, his eyes set entirely on you the entire time. Not once does his gaze waver.

It's like he's in a trance, body acting of its own accord.

"G-gonna cum.. B-Bin!" Your eyes are watery, voice cracking and stumbling while you try to warn him of your impending orgasm. It doesn't stop him, nor does it slow him down, rather, it only seems to make him speed up.

You're a mess, tears springing to your eyes as you watch him, tangling your fingers through his hair and accidentally tugging when his tongue brushes right up against your clit in a way that has you seeing white dots in your vision.

This rewards you with a deep moan that presses right up against your clit, and the knot instantly comes undone.

The words that tumble and fall past your lips are anything but coherent. You're even sobbing. It feels so good.

Changbin feels your legs subconsciously press his head even closer to your pussy when you cum, and he swears he's coming right alongside you.

In reality, he isn't, but fuck, he wishes he was..

When his lips finally do disconnect from your pussy, there's a mix between his saliva and your juices coating his chin and lips. He doesn't make an effort to wipe it off just yet.

When he gets out from in between your legs, only then does he finally wipe his mouth, muttering something under his breath about how good you taste.

You're breathless, panting against the arm of the couch like a whore, but, if it was with him, you honestly didn't care.

"Gonna clean you up, okay baby? I'll be right back." At this, he begins to walk away from you, but hearing that makes you whine.

"Wait.. Bin.. Come back, please?"

He turns around and kneels beside the couch, worry furrowed in his brows. "What's wrong, Jagi..?"

It's not there's anything wrong, per say..

Rather, you want more still.. You're not entirely satiated yet.

"Want more.. Please?" You ask in a soft voice, pleading with your eyes if words aren't enough.

When he bites down on his bottom lip and looks down at the floor, you retreat and add, "If you don't want to.. I'm okay with that, ju-"

"Jagi.. I hate it when you do that. Don't backtrack just because you think it'll make me feel uncomfortable or weird. If I was, I promise I'd tell you."

He snakes his way atop your body once more, eyes traversing their way up and down your body.

Really, he wants to wait to give you everything.. But right now, all he can think about is how good it will feel to have your pussy wrapped around his cock.

When he leans down to capture your lips with his own once again, the decision is made fairly quickly.

"You really are needy.." He whispers low, leaning his forehead against yours. "Tell me what you want, baby girl.. I'll give it to you.."

Hearing you beg is the most wonderful thing for him to hear.

"Want you Bin.. Want you so bad." Your eyes screw shut and your body trembles. "What you told me you were gonna do t' me on the phone.. Want you to do everything and more.." It's said with conviction. You mean every last bit of it.

"Yeah? Wanna cum on my cock, baby?" His own breath is beginning to pick up, eyes screwing shut while his forehead still rests against yours. "Want me to fuck you like I really missed you..?" When his eyes fly open, he sees and feels your legs tremble with need.

That's enough of an answer for him.

"Say it. Please... Please baby.. Tell me.." Once again, he finds himself whining and begging you instead of the other way around.

Not one to disappoint, lips part once more to shakily whisper, "Wanna cum on your cock.. Want you to fuck me.. Show me how much you missed me, Bin.."

The sinful cry that slips past his lips when you say it should embarrass him, but it doesn't. He's got you right where he wants you now. Wordlessly, he situates you so that you're now propped over the arm of the couch, ass arched into the air. You're too aroused to even care about the new position, the only thing on your mind, him finally giving you exactly what you want.

"Want you to tell me if it's too much pretty girl.." He says this low. Breathless and uncoordinated is how he sounds.

With a nod of the head, you show your understanding, before you feel him shift behind you, his fingers unconsciously moving to feel how wet you are.

He's growing impatient, but he wants to be gentle with you, wants this to be more than a quick fuck..

Lining his cock up with your pussy, he nearly loses his composure when the tip just barely catches against it, a small whimper escaping his throat.

He's toying with you, lazily dragging his cock against the folds of your cunt at an agonizingly slow pace. When you go to beg him to just do something, it seems he already had that in mind, when the tip of his cock finally catches and he pushes in slowly.

The entire time he slowly pushes his cock inside of you, he watches how it disappears, how your cunt greedily takes every single inch he's giving to you. There are no words, he can't form any. His mouth is stuck partially open, watching in awe as he slowly buries himself to the hilt inside your wet pussy.

When he's all the way inside, he finally releases a shaky 'Fuck', that has you whimpering beneath him.

"God you feel so good.. M' trying not to cum too soon baby.." He says through gritted teeth. He's standing absolutely still behind you. One wrong move and he's afraid he really will cum.. Right before he even gets to do anything, too.

How can your pussy feel this good..?

He's practically drowning in it already and all he did was put it in..

"Big.." He hears the end of what you say, and it bails him out of his thoughts.

"What was that baby girl? You're gonna have to speak up for me.." He coos, desperate to hear what it was you said.

"Fuck.. So big.." You repeat once more, legs trembling uncontrollably.

For you, he's definitely bigger than most..

It feels so fucking good, and you're clenching around him even though he isn't even moving. You really really want him to move.. Wanna feel the drag of his cock as he fucks into you..

"You're gonna drive me crazy baby girl.. Fuck.. Don't say things like that.." Whining, his hips involuntarily buck at the praise he receives, pushing his cock even deeper within your soft walls. "You're so tight.. So wet.. Gotta move.." He's talking to himself now at this point, so drunk off of your pussy already that he can't think straight.

Pulling back slowly, he's almost out entirely, until he pushes back in even slower than before, savoring the feeling of your walls enshrouding his cock like a warm vice. "That's it.. That's a good girl.. Taking me so so well.." Now his voice is slightly more level, but the whiny pitch is still there.

On your end, you're seeing stars, vision dotting and eyes beginning to water.

It's impossible to think clearly when his dick is buried inside you, as he had promised over the phone the other day.

It was one thing to say something.. But to actually follow through with it..

It was definitely far better than anything your imagination had conjured up, that was one definitive fact.

His thrusts were slow, gentle, tender, everything that described the word 'Soft' perfectly. Each time he felt your walls clench around him, he whined or stuttered, hips crashing against your ass and changing the speed.

Overall, he was trying his hardest to be slow. He wanted to take his time and feel you.

Really feel you..

"You're so good for me.. Listen to how pretty you sound taking my cock baby girl.. Want you to be as loud as you want, Jagi. Don't hold back for me.. Need to hear you, please.." Babbling and rambling on and on, he forces himself to keep up with the slow and steady pace, mind nearly going blank from how good it feels.

As soon as your noises pick up, he feels even more lost, even more incapacitated.

He wants to stay like this for as long as possible..

"Yeah? There we go my pretty baby.. There we go.. Keep making those pretty fucking noises for me.. God I can't do this.. Need more baby.. Please? Will you let me give you more..? Want to so fucking bad.." If it's a statement or a question is beyond either of you at this point.

"Please please please.." The word tumbles past your lips in a repetitive trance, no other words able to lodge themselves into the forefront of your hazed mind.

Without another word, or even a warning, his pace increases, and he's grabbing one of your legs to hold up while he fucks himself deeper into your sopping wet cunt.

Instinctively, your body tries to shy away from his with the new change in pace, but he doesn't let you, his grip on your leg firm yet gentle. "Love this pretty fucking pussy.. It's taking me so well.. So fucking well baby.. So warm.. Wet.. Tight.. F-fuck.. Wanna fuck you all night.. Make you cum so many times for me.." It's garbled up nonsense that spews from his mouth, but it excites you and turns you on even more. "Love seeing this pretty ass.. Love watching it bounce back on my cock.. Love feeling how tight you grip me.. God you're driving me crazy.."

You can't speak at this point. The new position, his filthy words, the praise... All of it is too much for your brain to handle.

If you're being entirely honest with yourself, he's turned you into a big pile of mush.

Rightful place for you to be..

When he grows tired of that position, he settles you into a new one where he's in between your legs, pushing into you slowly once more while he keeps his eyes on the way your breasts rapidly rise and fall in time with your breathing.

Every time he sinks into your pussy, he swears his brain goes damn near dumb..

"So wet for me.. S' coating my thighs baby.." Another whimper from him that forces you to open your eyes and look at where the two of you are connected.

He isn't wrong. His thighs are glistening with your slick and the sight alone is enough to make you throw your head back against the arm of the couch.

The knot in your stomach is already on the verge of breaking. You're not even sure when it had even started to build. When your whines and moans pick up in speed and volume, he picks up his pace, hips crashing into yours with a tender ferocity that's making your eyes water. "G-gonna cum.. G-gonna c-cum.." If it weren't for the fact that you were currently sobbing from how good it felt, then you're almost positive you would've been more clear and concise with your warning..

Unfortunately for him, you'd been far too quiet for him to hear.

One particular thrust of his hips and his cock is dragging against that sweet-spot of yours that has that knot finally tearing itself apart, and you come hard, eyes screwing shut as more tears leak down your cheeks.

Impossibly tight and gripping him hard, he has to slow himself down before he comes too, his own whines mixing in with yours. "Shit.. Pussy's too good.. Can't.." With a shaky breath, he quickly removes himself from inside you, panting and letting small, broken whimpers slip past his wet lips. "Don't wanna cum yet.. Can't.. Need more.. Can't get enough of you.."

Even when your orgasm ends, you still crave him, and he can see it written all over your face. The heat radiating from both of your bodies is enough to put anyone to shame..

This side of Changbin, is definitely new to you..

He's so drunk off of you that he's mumbling and muttering to himself or to you at an almost consistent rate.

You're the same way. Unable to think properly, move your mouth properly, hell, even blink properly.

"My needy baby.. You still want more, don't you? It's written all across your face.." When he manages to catch his breath, he decides to tease you a little bit, a small smile curling up against his lips.

You're far too fucked out to reply.

The furrow in your brow tells him everything he needs to know.

You're insatiable.

This time when he pushes his cock into your cunt, he isn't slow about it.. He's anything but.

"That's it.. Love this pussy.. Can't get enough of it.. Wanna be buried inside it every single night.." Incoherently he babbles on and on, his pace unforgiving and jarring right from the get-go.

The dirty talk is making you clench, and every time you do, he notices.

"Dirty girl.. You like when I talk to you like this..? Praise you? Tell you how good this pretty little pussy is? How well it takes my cock..?" He's no longer whining, voice level and calm despite the rough way with which he's fucking you.

"Yes.. yes.. Please.." You don't know what you're begging for anymore, but it just feels right in the moment.

"Fuck baby.. I'm gonna cum soon.. Really wanna cum inside.. Wanna fill you up.. Give you everything.. Make you an eomma.." He knows it's not actually possible nor obtainable for him to actually make you one, but the thought has him rutting carelessly against you, cock twitching and trembling beneath your walls.

It seems the thought excites you too, because you clench around him, hard..

"Yeah..? You want me to make you an eomma, Jagi? Want me to fill you up and make sure nothing comes out..? I'll go for as long as you want baby, fill you up as many times as I can.. Wanna make you an eomma so so bad.."

He sounds so whiny and incoherent, babbling over and over again about how much he wants to make you a mom, and it was pushing you towards the edge once more.

This time when you cum, there is no warning, only that of your walls tightly gripping his cock for the second time.

He doesn't know how he doesn't come just from that, but he's glad he doesn't..

He gets to be even more drunk on your pussy, fucking you through your orgasm while you moan and mumble his name like a prayer into the space of the living room without a care in the world nor a thought behind your eyes.

By the time you're reaching the end of your high, he reaches his, quickly pulling out of you with a whiny breath. All it takes is a few more pumps and he's coming undone, ropes of thick cum coating your tummy and breasts. No words are spoken, just heavy breaths and panting fill the air, his cock now sensitive to the touch.

Hissing when he removes his hand, he looks at you fully, and fights the urge to kiss you. You look completely fucked out, eyes barely open, breathing labored, hair a complete mess... Not to mention that you're covered in his mess..

"You did so well for me, Jagi.. Really, I'm proud of you.." He coos softly, arms lifting your legs so he can untangle himself from in between them.

Humming softly at the praise, you watch him stand from the couch, a goofy yet endearing grin on his face. "I'll be right back.. Gonna grab some towels to clean you up with.. We can cuddle in bed afterwards alright?"

He speaks softly, so softly that it makes your heart swell.

When he disappears, you just lay there, half-awake, desperately trying to fight off sleep.

By the time he comes back, you're almost asleep, but awake enough to feel him run a warm washcloth delicately across your body, cleaning up any mess that was made. The whole time he does this, he softly praises you, calling you a 'Good girl', telling you, 'You did such a good job for me baby, just relax.. There we go..'

When he's finished, you are just barely able to open your eyes, only to find that he's once again fully clothed.

He sees how tired you are, and takes it upon himself to pick you up, figuring you'd just fall if you tried to stand up straight.

"It's okay, Jagi.. Just rest, you deserve it. Did so well for me.." He whispers, turning into your bedroom. When he finally gets to your bed, he's lifting the covers with one hand, pushing them away to allow space for your exhausted body.

He lays you down gently and then pulls the covers up, making sure you're comfortable before he gets in beside you, holding you close to him with a content sigh.

"I love you, Jagi.. Sleep well.. I'll be here when you wake up.."

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(I'm soooo sorry if it ended abruptly.. I've been working on this for awhile and tried my best not to rush it.. I hope you all liked it!)

[ncsdlr]

I'm severely horny

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Her mascara had long since ran and dried on her face, but her tears still kept flowing. She had just finished sucking your big cock, you cum coating the entirety of her pretty face.

It'd been quite a few hours since this fuckibg sesh started, but neither of you seemed to have had enough yet. Currently you had your woman bent over, her cock-filled pussy up in the air.

You had your hand in her hair, holding her down while you pistoned your cock into her sodden pussy deeply. While you had your fun behind her, Lizzie's hand is spreading your cum all over her face, getting the thick substance all on her cheeks before pushing it into her parted lips.

She wanted to suck your cum off her fingers, but your cock was so good she couldn't control he'd own lips, so Lizzie settled for having your cum coat her tongue instead.

"Mmh...f-uck..tastes so good, Y/N- so fucking good."

You grinned from behind her, your thrusts powering up at the praise, causing Lizzie's moans to increase in volume and pitch. "I know, my love. Now be a good girl and make me cum with your pussy again. Make me cum inside you, Lizzie."

[sluttylittlewaistenthusiast]

╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all the fanfics i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3

ᡣ𐭩 how you can help palestine . fic recs m.list

@grippingbeskar

⭒ A Welcomed Distraction

meeting an old friend, who also happens to now be a member of the jedi council stirs up old feelings, but will you be able to deny them any longer?

⭒ An Unsurprising Development (pt. 2)

after a whirlwind of events, you finally catch the jedi master alone again.

⭒ Had You Said the Words

You made one mistake. One. During the heat of battle, you lost sight of your focus, lost control, all because of one particular member of the council who sits in front of you now, saying nothing.

@deakyjoe

⭒ Absolution

Obi-Wan really should have let his curiosity go and avoided that flower.

@murdockussy

⭒ More Than A Mission

The Jedi council sends Obi-Wan and his two Padawans - Anakin and yourself - on a mission to capture an underground Bounty Hunter. If Anakin's false business deal fails, then you as the backup plan will be sent in to seduce the target - dressed as an escort, bound to send your Master into a jealous rage - while the council capture the wanted man. Will Anakin succeed? Or will you be left to your own distracting devices? And overall, will Obi-Wan be able to contain his deep temptation for you?

⭒ Hearts Finally Mending

Three years had passed since the fall of the Order, and with each day that went by, your heart did anything but heal. It was as if it was doing the complete opposite, an ever-growing ache expanding in depth, you unable to shake the grief you felt for all that remained lost – your home, your friends, and the man you’d thought you’d have by your side forever. 

⭒ Alone

A woman from Obi-Wan’s past - Duchess Satine Kryze - is expected to say at the Jedi temple for two weeks, yourself and Obi-Wan assigned to be her assistants/escorts for the duration of her visit. Will all go smoothly? Or will your secret relationship with Obi-Wan be put to the test?

⭒ Room 24

If you could gather every emotion you felt towards Obi Wan Kenobi, you were almost certain you’d be left with a burning heap of seething hot hatred – almost. 

@moonyswritinq

⭒ Losing You

You could never resist saying no to Obi-Wan Kenobi when he needed your help. It led to a capture by the Sith, and a near death. A daring escape, a battle of hearts and good and evil, and a climax of feelings could hopefully reveal the truth within your hearts.

@kxnobi on ao3

⭒ Volveré

Master Kenobi is assigned to your protection. He tries to ignore the way his flesh yearns for you, trying to remind himself of the Jedi Code whenever you look his way. He can only deny himself for so long.

@RosalindBeatrice on ao3

⭒ Broken Drought

A once-in-a-century storm blows up and you take shelter in your family's abode with your friend, Ben Kenobi.

@wickedscribbles

⭒ When the World Stopped Making Sense

Nothing can prepare Ziva Courtee for the devastating change that Order 66 invokes in her clone trooper comrades

⭒ Tipsy on the Taste of You

Eager to be more forthcoming in your relationship with Obi-Wan, you turn to longtime confidante Padmé for help. The answer she provides opens up more doors than you would’ve dared to imagine.

⭒ Under My Wing

When you’re assigned a new Master at the age of twenty, you’re not sure how the pair of you will get along. However, you soon learn that there are many perks to being Master Kenobi’s Padawan.

⭒ You Make My Dreams

It’s not every day a Jedi walks -- or falls -- into your library. This one introduces himself as Obi-Wan Kenobi, and in the span of one book recommendation he’s charmed his way into your every thought. You never would’ve thought the feeling would be mutual, but then again, he’s full of surprises.

@hellotherekenobi

⭒ Temptation's Kiss

The three times Obi-Wan almost kissed you and the one time he did.

@saradika

⭒ You Make Me Feel Like Dancing

On paper, it sounds perfect. You’ll be his date, as long as he’ll be yours. Never having to be alone, no awkward moments with a stranger. It’s just too bad that you are hopelessly, head-over-heels in love with him.

@lovelybucky1

⭒ sneaking into your room

Attachment isn’t the Jedi way. Obi-Wan knows he shouldn’t be sneaking to your quarters in the middle of the night, desperate to hold you. He should be in his own room, sleeping or meditating the desires away.

@mischiefling on ao3

⭒ Bad Idea, Right?

Your friendship with Lord Kenobi, the unofficial heartthrob of Coruscant, isn't a bad idea, right?

@kagvne

⭒ Like Turning On the Light

After Obi-Wan gets you and Leia back from the Fortress Inquisitorius, the feelings you have been stifling finally come to surface on your way to Jabiim.

@ddejavvu

⭒ Betrayal

months into the war and it's not as exhilarating as you'd hoped - not for your battalion, anyway. when the air conditioning in your compound blows, an old friend brings his tech genius of a padawan to fix it for you. while anakin is working, you convince his master to spar for old times' sake, and simple adrenaline gives way to a landslide of long-buried feelings neither of you should have for each other.

@star-whores-a-new-hoe

⭒ Comfort of Strangers

You and all of Queen Amidala's handmaidens are stuck on Tatooine waiting for Qui Gon to get the hyperdrive parts you need. With all the stress and anxiety of escaping Naboo, the good-looking Palawan stuck on the ship with you looks like a good distraction.

@talkfastwalkfaster

⭒Serenity

[pezberrywhoreee]

'Pliable'

pairing: dom!regina george x sub!cady heron

words: 2,361

content warning: mommydom!regina, puppysub!cady, bdsm, d/s dynamic, mommy kink, use of "puppy", wet dream, somnophilia, cnc, brief cunt inspection, strap, breathplay, spit play, light mocking, rough sex, praise, orgasm denial

summary: whatever mommy wants, she gets...no matter what

Regina groaned as she stirred from her sleep when she heard quiet whimpering beside her.

Her eyes started to flutter open and adjusted to the darkness of the room as the whimpers turned into broken breaths, slight shuffles bringing her attention towards her girl.

The blonde turned her body to fully face the writhing girl, a tired smirk turning up her lips when she saw the barley noticeable movement of hips rhythmically pushing up into the air.

Regina watched for a moment to see if Cady would wake from the obvious sexually charged dream, testing how her body reacted to a soft touch spanning the length of her arm.

With a fleeting touch to her hip, the blonde quietly got off the bed, grabbing her phone and made her way to the bathroom to wash away the residual sleep from her face.

She took a moment to admire her reflection, her gaze moving from her half lidded eyes accompanied by the slight smirk that adorned her fresh face. She took in how her sleep shirt fell to expose her midriff and the waistband of her boxers flatteringly. Regina momentarily scrunched her nose in satisfaction.

She confidently snuck back into the dark room to retrieve a black leather harness, as well as a ribbed attachable appendage. Regina made her way back to the bathroom, shuffling out of her boxers and stepping into the legs of the leather.

Expertly, she secured the buckles on her hips, making sure that fit was snug so that the leather would rub against her in addition.

A low groan left her at the secure feeling against her body, aiding in the intensifying of the dominance that she has grown to love.

The girl turned to check out how the straps framed her ass. She grabbed her phone and quickly took a few pictures in her current position, looking at the camera over her shoulder, her ass pushed out and her lips between her teeth.

She attached the toy into the rings before giving herself one last look and slinking back into the bed. A new wave of desire landed in her core at the now whinier sounds that were building in Cady's chest and intensified by desperate rolls of her hips.

Carefully, Regina moved the sleeping girl's hands out of the way, making her all that more vulnerable and open to her ministrations. She peeled back the blanket that was draped over Cady's lower body, humming lowly as her eyes raked down the length of her bare body.

She tried to suppress a chuckle at the shiver and following buck of her hips that possessed the sleeping girl. Regina loved how responsive the girl was. Especially when she was unconscious.

The blonde softly draped a leg over the one closest to her and brought her hands up Cady's jaw. Dull nails skirted around the soft skin, fingers tracing the definition of bone as she carefully listened to breathing that was growing more intense.

A low purr left Regina as she brought up her thumb to toy with the girls damp lips. Running her finger along the pliant flesh, she studied the pattern of breaths that came with each unsatisfying push of hips, more frustrated whines leaving her in turn.

That hand traveled down Cady's body, bluntly scratching at her neck and navel before landing between spread thighs.

Regina situated herself between the girls legs, laying on her stomach comfortably to get a better angle for her plan.

She meticulously spread Cady's legs further to get better access to slick cunt. The backlit sheen coming from the bathroom light allowed the blonde to get a glimpse of the growing arousal accumulating between the girls legs.

Regina brought her thumbs up to spread her open, a wave of air brushing against the warmth of her cunt which elicited a stronger roll of her hips, still desperately searching for contact.

The blonde chuckled quietly at the action as a thumb slid down through the mess and over her steadily leaking hole.

"Mmm~ so pretty", she whispered as her arousal caught the dull light.

Teasingly, Regina circled her thumb around her hole, shallowly dipping in to encourage more arousal to drool out of her. There still was no sign of the girl waking besides certain whimpers that were clearer.

With a smirk, she slid her thumb up through her weeping slit and pressed into the aching nerve that had been begging for attention.

Cady's mouth dropped open and her eyes slightly fluttered at the pressure against her. She began to sleepily rub herself up against the force, mindlessly bringing her legs up to bend at the knees, framing the blonde below her.

The blonde pressed a few wet kisses to both thighs as she kept her thumb still, letting the girl inconsistently push up into her touch.

She attentively watched each change of the girls expression, the heaving of her chest, the eager to relaxed thrusts into her hand. The way that she would submit without question even from an unconscious fantasy.

Regina felt a shiver run through her from the increasing control settling in her body and mind. Her growing arousal due to the pliability of the girl in this moment probably attributed to that too.

Once she felt that she had brought a satisfactory amount of teasing upon the sleeping girl, she pushed herself up and began peppering kisses up her body. Starting at her stomach and up to her chest where she left a few nips, all the way up to her neck and the underside of her jaw.

Regina made sure to pull back as to not startle the girl. "Can you turn around for mommy?" she purred as grabbed her waist and softly encouraged her to roll towards the middle of the bed.

"Very good~". The blonde whispered as she heard a a groan accompanying the excessive amount of movement for the sleeping girl.

Cady safely rolled onto her stomach with minimal whining at which the blonde was very impressed with, considering her insistent claim that the girl was the most responsive person she'd ever met.

Regina swiftly grabbed a thick pillow at the same time as she pulled the girls right arm from under her chest that had gotten trapped during the shift in position, ensuring that she wouldn't wake up from the sudden discomfort.

Just as quickly she pulled Cady's hips up and wedged the pillow beneath her pelvis, lifting her for better access and the benefit of the angle.

Regina let out a tired breath as she pulled back for a minute so that the girl could fall back into sleep after so much movement.

This gave time for the blonde to collect herself before reaching for some lube in the drawer and applying a considerable amount to the toy, as well as Cady.

She watched her breathing even out once more, shaking her head in disbelief when the girl now started pushing her hips down into the pillow, instantly transporting back into the dream.

Regina embellished the girls back with hungry kisses, letting her teeth drag across the supple skin to illicit those little gasps that she loved. She braced her forearms on either side of Cady's head before reaching down and expertly guiding the strap into the girls entrance.

The blonde slowly pushed into the girl, her mouth gaping when she bottomed out and the flat of the leather firmly pushed against her own aching cunt. She stayed in that position to see how the sleeping girl would react but all she got was a hitch of her breath.

Just as slowly the blonde pulled back out, one of her hands went down to grip the bend of the girls torso that transitioned into her pelvis. She let out a shaky breath when she pushed back into her.

The adrenaline of using the malleable girl caught up to her as she started to get into an agonisingly slow rhythm, feeling her own clit throb against the snug material.

Shallow breaths knocked out of her lungs at each deep thrust that she pushed into Cady, humming as little whimpers start flowing out of her.

Regina carefully watched as the girl moved her arms under her head to rest on them, louder mewls leaving her. The blonde gave a soft laugh as Cady finally pushed her ass back into her touch.

On a specifically deep push of the toy Cady let out a heavy gasp, as if she hadn't been breathing all night. Regina had been waiting for a similar reaction as soon as the girl started shifting, which is why she reacted with an expected chuckle.

"Mommy?" the girl slurred, the word sounding more like a hum than anything. Her cunt clamped down on the strap as soon as she had the energy to, small whines leaving her.

Regina kept pushing now that she knew the girl was gaining consciousness. "Sorry puppy, you looked so pretty and open and I couldn't help— myself. Go back to sleep, baby" she purred against the side of her head.

"Mmmhave you been— fucking me this whole—time?" Cady groaned as feeling in her body started to be clearer, feeling each breath and brush and fuck against her.

Regina chuckled at the girls phrasing as well as her bluntness. "Maybe—why? you want me to stop?" the blonde asked as she slowly encouraged the girl to push up on to her knees as she pulled at her hips.

Cady whined as she was once again moved to satisfy Regina's needs. "Mmmno" the girl hummed as she continued to push back against the moving toy.

"That's what I thought~" Regina purred as she grabbed the girls hips, her thumbs almost touching eachother against the girls lower back before putting her weight into her hands, forcing Cady into the mattress and driving into her.

Cady felt herself sink into submission at the way the blonde physically put her down, the grip on her body intense and desperate and inconsiderate. A gutteral moan escaped her as she was consistently pushed deeper into headspace.

"Fuck— hands above your head" Regina commanded, a certain needy push of Cady's hips directly grinding against her clit.

Cady released an exhausted breath as she reached to straighten out her arms in front of her. Her eyes fluttered when she heard the satisfied laugh behind her. "Good listening, pup~" hummed the blonde.

Her hummed 'thank you' got muffled by the pillow at her head but Regina managed to catch it along with the whimper that came with it.

"Were you dream—dreaming about mommy?" the blonde pushed as she continued fucking into the smaller girl, mesmerised at how her ass met with her hips. Her hand found it's way underneath the girl and between her legs, lightly toying with her swollen clit.

Cady hummed affirmatively, now trying to get into a rhythm of grinding against the blondes fingers as well as back against her strap, whiney moans flowing out of her.

She knew that Regina was waiting for her to continue. "You were—using my mmmouth and you made me suck your strap—and I was in chastity" the smaller girl cried as the blonde drove into her with more vigour.

Regina didn't really care, she just wanted to hear the girl struggle to get words out. The blonde found pride in fucking the intelligence out of the girl. "Is that so?" she feigned interest.

Cady responded with a shaky hum before she felt her head being forced backwards.

"Open your mouth~" Regina purred as she brought Cady's torso off the bed, pulling her hair to bend her neck as far as possible.

Regina grinned when she saw her girl with her tongue out, little mewls leaving her as the toy was buried deep inside her at the change in position.

Cady watched with half lidded eyes as the blonde collected saliva in her mouth before leaning over and positioning her mouth over the desperate one. She allowed a thick string of spit to fall into the girls mouth, pushing in the bit that escaped with her thumb.

A hand on Cady's back pushed her into her previous position before she could even swallow the blondes essence. That moment settled directly in her core, whimpering desperately as soon as she was able to fuck back against the blonde.

Regina picked up that the girls sounds were getting more frequent and higher, a smug smirk pulling at her lips as she moved a hand to cover Cady's mouth and continue to pull her back by the hips.

The small girl felt her eyes roll at the move. She felt completely controlled and useless under Regina's touch, like a puppet or a toy being used to appease only the player.

"Shhh~ go back to sleep, baby. I'll try to keep it down" the blonde pushed her feigned care further as she fucked into her relentlessly.

Cady whined at the sub-textual simple disregard of her efforts as Regina ground against her ass, the moans from her lips starting to sound familiar in their high-pitched nature.

"You're making mommy feel so good~". The blonde whimpered as each thrust rubbed against her in the perfect way.

Throaty groans were forced out of Cady as she felt the build up of a climax making itself known, intensified by the harsh grip on her jaw.

"Take it, baby" the blonde attempted to growl but it came out as more of a breath, taken aback by the short cries that got caught in the back of Cady's throat, almost resembling puppy cries without the whine.

These cries that increased in pitch paired with the constant pressure against the blondes clit pushed her over the edge, pushing into the girl one last time with a low moan.

She could feel Cady physically vibrating below her, presumably desperate to have her own climax, however Regina just leaned over her back pushing the exhausted girl down into the bed.

"Sorry did I wake you up? My bad, puppy" the blonde teased before pressing a soft kiss to the girls cheek and drifting back into sleep.

[seungiee-sunshine]

Nightly Escapades

𝘱. 𝘏𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺; 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦- 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘩.

𝘤𝘸. 𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛 𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐, 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨/ 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘫𝘰𝘣, 𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬… 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳.

(𝘈/𝘕; 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺… 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵!)

Hyunjin places his now flaccid cock on your bottom lip. he had cum twice now but it didn't seem like he wanted to stop anytime soon. he always pushed himself past his limit and overstimulated himself just to listen to you and your beautiful moans and whimpers as he fucked you full of his cum or fingered you to your next mind-blowing orgasm. 

"Come on darling open up." he insists continuing to tap your lip with his tip. Taking a moment to recollect yourself you do as he wished and open your mouth. But just wide enough to fit his tip in your mouth. you were far too tired from the previous rounds to open it any wider. 

he took that as permission and quickly grabbed your jaw and opened it a little bit more so your teeth wouldn't interfere with his thrusts and cause him any pain. 

once your mouth was open wide enough he sheathed the rest of his cock into your mouth. it only took a few seconds before his cock hit the back of your throat and made you gag. gently he ran his hands through your hair and smiled down at you while you took what you could.

"God, such a good girl, gagging around my big dick. you love when I fuck your throat don't you, lovely?" he snickers before pulling out for just a moment and thrusting his hips forward once more making you gag. 

you couldn't respond with words as you were... well drooling all over his cock at the moment, but Instead you respond with a curt nod. after which you found it in you to finally move your head and give him the blowjob he had been waiting for since this morning. 

however, you were taken a back when he held your head still and instead chose to fuck your mouth himself. 

"Just stay still lovely," he panted as he ran his shakey hands through your hair. "that's it, good girl..." his praise made your stomach flip and cunt become a dripping mess. 

To say the least, you were a praise slut, and no matter how often he'd tell you how much of a good girl you were your panties managed to become drenched within a matter of minutes...

if he even uttered even a single word that alluded to praise, you'd gladly get on your hands and knees and let him do anything he wished to you.

while he continue to use you as he pleased your hand slowly crept down to message your throbbing clit. you couldn't help but get off to the sounds of his low grunts and barely audible praises. 

It wasn't long before his thrust grew sloppy and moans grew louder. He was close, that much was obvious... So, to help him out a bit you lightly pulled away, leaving soft kisses on his tip. 

He let out a frustrated groan and tugged at your loose locks in an attempt to get you to bring your pretty lips back onto his cock. You smirked up at him before grabbing the base of his dick and jerking him off as best you could. You were exhausted, but that didn't mean you would give anything less than your best, especially when he was this close, and looked this angelic...

"God fucking, fuck... lovely, 'm close!" he whined out as you continued to get him off, trying his best to not let go just yet. he wanted to relish in the feeling, and enjoy the moment, however, that was becoming harder and harder as time passed. 

A couple more minutes had passed and he couldn't hold it any longer. A breathy moan fell from his lips and he finally came.

You jerked a bit as strips of his release landed on your face and dripped down onto your tits, the cold contrasting the warmth of his body. Though after a moment it wasn't all that bad. 

When he was completely spent, he laid down beside you with a sigh of contempt. You on the other hand, cleaned up the mess on your chest with the help of your fingers and handy dandy cloth on the nightstand.

Once you were all cleaned up you laid down beside your lover... 

Your eyes were heavy and you could feel the sleep beginning to take over, but you had to at stay up just a little longer.... 

"Thank you hyunjinnie," you muttered as your eyes closed and body slowly gave into the thing it wanted most; rest. 

You felt a gentle kiss to your forehead before the warmth of your lovers body engulfed your own. as time went on you were lulled to sleep by the warmth, and his hands as they ran through your slightly knotted hair.

[ultraloverdreams]

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INTERDUCTION

Hai i'm Katy I write headcanons, oneshots, and possibly some series. if i can get myself to commit to them. Im 19. Im a little newer to the k-pop scene. I began stanning BIGBANG around December 2024 then that lead to Stray Kids, and Tomorrow by Together. I write for mainly any k-pop and Weak Hero class one and two. I need ideas so REQUEST, please I'm begging you. (i will literally anything. kinky, tooth rotting fluff cry yourself to sleep angst ect. Im Hyuka, Lee know, and Daesung biased.

(p.s This is my first Tumblr acc so you might have to bare with me as I learn everything on this platform)

[klausysworld]

Hello there. I hope you're doing well. I didn't notice if you were taking requests, but my birthday is on January 9th, and I wanted to ask for a birthday request. I want to request birthday smut with Klaus. I'll leave it up to you, but could you add being tied up, blindfolded, breeding kink, and maybe it results in pregnancy? I'll leave the plot up to you. If you could do this, it would be a great birthday present. If you can't, I understand.

Happy Birthday!!!

Sensual Night

Klaus had been trouble since the moment he'd woken me up. His hands had been sliding along the skin of my thighs all day, his fingers tapping on my flesh as he eyed me through his lashes.

"I assure you, after dinner you'll get your real present, love." He murmured, leaning down to kiss my lips deeply, his tongue swirling around mine and making me drunk on his taste.

I got a different gift each hour of the day, ranging from a teddy bear to a sapphire necklace.

We went out to dinner with the whole family, Elijah and Rebekah giving heartfelt speeches between courses. By dessert Klaus's hand had worked its way under the skirt of my dress, his long slender fingers toying with the lace of my underwear and occasionally brushing over my wetness as if to prove the affect he had on me.

One of his hand held the bag of presents from his siblings and the other had a firm grip on mine as he lead us toward the hotel he'd booked. The woman at the desk practically jumped out of her seat when she saw Klaus's face, immediately getting the penthouse key card and offering to carry the bag of gifts but Klaus refused and took me himself.

The 'room' was absolutely beautiful. A suitcase of our things was already up there, and Klaus had me by the hips.

"Your birthday is definitely not over yet, my love. Not even close." He grinned, such a cruel grin as he stepped forward, guiding my steps backward until my shins hit the edge of a bed.

"You've already given me so much." I whispered but I couldn't help the smile creeping on my lips.

"I'd give you anything and everything." He murmured, his voice so low it made me groan as he shoved me back, my back hitting the mattress with a soft thud. I bit my lip as I looked up at him, letting out a squeal when his body hovered over mine. His hands yanked his own shirt off before he bent down, his mouth grazing the skin of my neck.

Wet kissed marked down between my collar bone and his warm tongue wetted the skin of my breasts before his teeth got to work, one button at a time until the front of my dress was completely open.

"I might never get over how gorgeous you are." He groaned, his teeth tugging at the thin material of my bra. One harsh jerk of his head had the fabric tearing and leaving me completely vulnerable to his mouth.

My eyes closed, a soft sig leaving my lips when his tongue enveloped my nipple. I was already soaked from dinner, my nipples had been hard almost the entire day. My body finally receiving the attention only he could provide was making my cunt weep.

It wasn't long before his mouth swapped over to the other breast and his hands were dragging my panties off my ass.

Our eyes met as he lifted his head, his lips swollen as he stared down at me hungrily, that same hunger he held when he was about to devour some poor soul. My hand reached for his face, letting him nuzzle into my palm like an animal.

"I love you." I whispered and a soft rumble vibrated through his chest and to me.

"I love you more." He countered making me smile again.

Fingers wrapped around the length of my wrist, pulling my hand from his face. Those blush lips of his kissed the veins along my inner forearm before his other hand grabbed the other. Both my wrists were lifted above my head and he leant down to suck his possessive marks into my neck.

"I have a few more little gifts for you, sweetheart. Sit up." He ordered, getting off me and leaning off to the side of the bed. I pulled myself up like he asked, doing one better and resting on my knees. A second later a thin black box was placed in front of me, Klaus's blue eyes staring back at me with dark intent.

I fiddled with the lid, pulling it off and looking at the neatly folded, soft, pink strip of material inside. "It's silk." Klaus revealed as his hands lifted the fabric up and brought it just in front of my face. "Close your eyes, love." He instructed but his voice was soft. I nodded and let my lips shut, only a second later feeling the gentle touch across my skin. I tried to see a moment later but darkness kept me from doing so. I breathed slow, my hands reaching to feel Klaus and he chuckled softly. "Those hands are the next to go, my love." He purred against my ear causing a shiver to run along my spine.

"What- what do you mean?" I asked quietly despite my body already thrumming with excitement; I knew exactly what he meant.

"Don't play coy, love." He breathed, I could hear the smirk on his face. "Don't fight me, be a good girl and you'll be satisfied." He chuckled, his hand stroking the skin of my back. "Hands and knees."

I did as told, settling on all fours before both my wrists were grabbed again. My face hit the bed in front of me, a huff leaving me and I knew he was grinning.

"Good girl. Stay still." He murmured, his hands pushing my thighs apart so that I could feel how spread out I was for him.

Both my wrists were pulled together, the same fabric that was tied round my head now bound my hands together too. I felt my lower abdomen tighten pleasantly at the mere idea of what was to come. "Klaus..."

"I know." He mumbled, I felt his hot breath of the base of my spine before his lips pressed kissed the skin of my lower back, down my ass before his tongue licked a long strip through me from behind making my legs quiver and my body to jolt.

"Oh-" I gasped and he hummed, his mouth moving sensually against my pussy. "Klaus..." I panted, my mouth open and pressed against the bed. "Oh fuck!" I whimpered.

"Mmm, someone's needy on her birthday." His voice chuckled from behind me before my clit was trapped in a pool of heat. My knees slid further apart making him chuckle as I got lower to the bed. "You're making it hard to taste you, sweetheart."

"I can't-" I moaned, struggling as his fingers dug into my hips, lifting me back up. His hand pat the top of my ass gently before sliding up my back, his hand touching one of mine and squeezing gently.

"Listen to me, love. Tell me exactly what you can hear hm?" He directed and I did as he said. My senses focusing more as my sight was limited. I could hear him breathing, the soft rustle of the sheets. My own breathing was the loudest, the air was blowing against the bed in fast puffs.

"Just us, I hear us." I mumble, my brows pulling together under the silk blindfold. "Your- your breathing is so steady."

"No love, yours is just a mess." He chuckled, his hand squeezing my hip. "What do you smell?" He asked and I focused again.

"Your special occasion aftershave" I whispered and he laughed.

"Can't even remember the name?" He teased and I shook my head. "Even though you picked it for me? How peculiar. Don't worry, love, you won't forget my gift to you."

I smiled to myself, feeling his hands stroke my sides.

"Now tell me what you feel." He uttered and just as I opened my mouth I felt him there, right where I needed him, pushing into me.

"Ahh..." I shuddered and he let out a soft groan too.

My hands clenched, my wrists tugged at my restraints weakly as he pushed the first few inches in. The stretch was so beautifully familiar. One of his hands wrapped round both my wrists, pushing me down into the bed so my back was curved in.

"What was that, sweetheart?" He grunted and I resisted a whimper.

"You- I feel you." I whined and he pushed harder, my face squishing into the bed. "I- I feel a sting, but I like it." I uttered and he hummed.

"I know you do, you like being bound and helpless; don't you love?" He murmured darkly and I couldn't help but nod. He chuckled again as his hips rose against my ass, his hips making a soft 'clap' against mine. I felt myself tighten, holding onto him as he slowly sheathed in and out.

"Mm...Klaus" I moaned, clenching without control and his breathing started getting a little messier. The rhythm of him moving inside of me was making me borderline scream against the mattress I felt his hips stutter and I panted, smiling slightly into the bed. "Please..." I whispered. "Please"

"I know sweetheart. You want to feel me don't you, love?" He chuckled, his voice hoarse now. He knew what I wanted and I knew he loved it to. "Ready, love?" He grunted and I nodded eagerly. "Gonna fill you up-" He groaned and I arched deeper, feeling him snug against me.

"Babies..." I uttered. "Gonna get me pregnant this time, please?" I whimpered and he let out a guttural sound.

"Yes, sweetheart. That's right- that's it" He moaned, his hand squeezing my wrists so tight they burned. My whole body felt as though it had fallen apart as he came and my pussy pulsed at a constant speed until I could finally focus on something other than how my body felt.

I could hear Klaus panting, feel his warm breath against the back of my neck before he shifted. His body wasn't so close, I couldn't feel his skin stick against mine. But I could feel his cock leaving me, a weak cry leaving me as I felt myself ache without him.

The ribbon around my wrists went loose, my arms fell to my sides. My body was lifted and I was settled back down on my side, his body holding mine to his front. A moment passed before a cool wetness wiped over my thighs making me flinch slightly. "Shh, it's just a baby wipe, love." He murmured. I nodded in faint understanding, being less cautious as he finished cleaning me.

The blindfold was finally removed, my eyes squinting a little before I gained my sight fully and I could see him properly.

His lips pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, then my cheek and down to my lips. The warmth of his mouth was always so comforting, the feel of his lips on mine, tongue around mine. He pulled back after a few minutes, allowing me to suck in a breath.

"Happy birthday, my sweet love." He uttered and I smiled.

"Thank you, Klaus." I relaxed back, my head going back down onto the pillow beneath and he hummed.

"You need a break, love?" He asked, a slightly amused tone.

"We're still going?" I asked, looking up at him and feeling a little giddy.

"You think I'd leave you to sleep after that? It's your night all night."

"All night?"

"All night."

"Do you think...maybe..." I trailed and he hummed, kissing the corner of my lips.

"I promise to put a baby in you tonight, my love. You'll be swollen with child before morning."

Klaus never failed to impress, especially not on my birthday.

[melancholicreaper]

Please write more Jegulus *on knees* pleaaaasseee

On your knees for me? Interesting.

DAY 6 OF KINKTOBER

FROM the Quidditch pitch to the Dorm room

Gryffindor had a match with Hufflepuff that day and classes were halted as no one was paying attention whoever won this match would go on the play slytherin for the house cup. James Potter for one was ready to lead him team onto he pitch.

Gryffindor won 1650 to 1200 Slytherin.

The first to notice James's disappearances was Sirius.

"Ay, Where's the Golden boy at?" Remus shrugged, "Maybe he's off getting a breather, or flirting up lily,"

"Maybe," Sirius answer skeptical. Oh only if he looked up to see James and Regulus on a broom. To be honest Regulus has no idea how no one noticed, not even the teachers.

Even now as he had James beneath him,[view gif] he was still confused as to how they remained uncaught.

"Fuck James," James nipped at his throat again, loving the effect he had on Reggie, "Lower," like a good servant he followed.

"Stop," James stopped. Regulus shifted off of James. "Undress now," James removed his short and continued to his underwear bt Regulus stopped him. "No leave that one," James reached for his quidditch shirt but Regulus stopped him again. "Leave that one too, I've always wanted to fuck you in that," James just smirked.

"You next,"

"Tut tut, patience Potter," Regulus took out his want and with a flick James was tied to his bed, the doors were locked and curtains drawn.

Regulus crawled onto James but rested on his kegs instead. "Look how hard you are and i haven't even touched you yet. Regulus traced the outline of his cock through his briefs.

"Mine," he trailed kisses from James throat to his abdomen, then he continued from his V line down then back up.

All the while James strained against his restraints.

"Reggie," he whimpered. "Please"

Regulus chuckled and took out his cock, watching the precum slip through his fingers. "So wet for me James,"

Regulus leaned down and took James cock in his mouth, immeadiately he boy beneath him shuddered. He took long strokes from the base to the tip, agonisingly slow.

"Reggie," James said softly. "Fuck" all Regulus did was humm which made James' dick twitch, as the vibrations rolled through him.

Slowly Regulus built up the pace, causing James to rock his hips to the speed, then Regulus lifted him head stopping James from cumming, James whined at the lost of contact.

"Patience," regulus took of his shorts and slowly slid onto James' dick after muttering a few spells. "Spells would have to do, since I'd rather fell you raw,"

He began to ride James as he kissed him, deep and slow. "Remember Potter you are mine, Lily can't have you, only i can, I'm jealous Potter, and you're gonna fix that,"

James moaned in response.

Regulus slammed down on James over and over and over again, grunting as he did, James melwed with every slam.

Finally Regulus leaned over into James ear. "Cum for me," James exploded into white. Regulus slipped off James his own cock ready to burst.

He sat down and motioned for james to get on his lap. "Be a good boy f'me yeah," James nodded as he sheath himself on Regulus. Regulus looked up and swore you could see his name sake star above him.

"Fuck," Spell that had been chaining james to the bed broke. James ride Regulus, till they were both seeing stars. Regulus came filling James up entirely.

After a moment Regulus reached for his want and with a flick, James was back in his kit. Regukus too was properly dressed. "Do you know what you're gonna do right now Potter," James just shook his head, his legs weak from their activities.

Regulus chuckled. "You are going to go back downstairs and you are going to talk laugh and drink with everybody with my cum dripping down your legs." Regulus grabbed James hand and they walked to the door leading the the Great Hall.

"I'll be watching," Before he left the sit with Barty. All James could do was smile at Sirius hoping his dick would go down.

😀

[ncsdlr]

Ride Me On My Motorcycle

- Kinktober Day 6 -

Lana Del Rey x Reader

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You met Lana Del Rey in Target at downtown LA. She had hit you with her cart that, ending up with you tumbling to the floor.

"Awh, my back," you groaned as you caressed the base of your spine. Luckily, you were far enough from the shelves to avoid hitting your head on them. That would have been tragic.

"Oh, my god, I'm so sorry...I didn't see you- here let me help," Lana said as she reached her hands out to you. In that same second though, the heel of your foot dug into a banana, causing you to slip and pull Lana down with you.

Gosh, you had barely even interacted with the woman and you were already dragging her.

"Oh, god!" You caught Lana by her waist and shoulder, and suddenly you were blushing Lana's hands landed right on your titties. Literally, right on them.

It's an honor.

You thought you said that in your head, but apparently you didn't, "Well," she chuckled, "This is definitely one way to meet someone."

You shited your hips to the side as you felt a cramp begin to form. You had stared at Lana that whole time. It was thoroughly awkward. Luckily no one else was there to see that.

"We should," you started, and before you could even finish your sentence, Lana nodded and finished it for you, "Yup, yeah- we should get up."

And that was the start of it. Now, you two have happily been in a relationship for almost two years. For your second anniversary, you thought you'd take Lana out to that new Italian diner in Maine. That had gone successfully and you were riding back home with Lana as your backpack.

The woman insisted that you take your motorcycle for the anniversary date. Currently, you and Lana were facing each other on your motor. Her thighs rested over yours while her butt rested on the leather seat. She had her arms over your shoulders as you kissed her, running your hands over her back and to her waist.

You'd gotten home just a few minutes ago, and as you were about to pull yourself off the bike, but Lana beat you to it and sat you back down. When Lana finally straddled you then, she kissed you deeply, trying to subtly grind her hips into yours.

Her lips were very soft against yours, and it was making you melt really quickly. Little did you know, Lana had been melted. You wouldn't believe how befuddled her mind currently is.

The only thing on her mind was to get fucked. Her goal was to be fucked. It didn't matter where or how- if you fucked her right now, Lana would be very happy -she just needed to be fucked.

Lana sighed against your lips when you started fondling her breasts through her top. You pulled the hem of her shirt down just enough to reveal her bra, now teasingly pinching at her nipples through it.

Whimpers and whines filtered through her lips now that she was unable to kiss you back. You kept up kissing her though, sucking on her bottom lip before sinking your teeth into it.

Slowly, you were becoming more and more aware of the pace Lana set as she grinds herself down on you. You chuckled into her lips at this, finding amusement in her desperation. Unfortunately- for Lana -you held her hips still.

"What do you want?" you rasped.

Lana's answer came in a ragged whine, "Fuck me. Right here and now, please."

"Kinky little girl. You want me to fuck you right here in your driveway? You won't care if anyone sees, huh?" Your hands wander to the buttons of Lana's pants, picking them apart to open her up to you more. "You're desperate enough to say fuck all to the paparazzi that could spot me fucking you out here."

You pushed your hand through Lana's pants and underwear, lightly caressing the wetness on her folds. A chuckle emitted through you as Lana whined, tilting her head back in a show of attitude. You clicked your tongue on the roof of your mouth, wordlessly scolding her as you dared her to continue.

Lana's mind fogged up further as your finger found her, making her thrust into your hand, your fingers slipping closely to her sopping hole. She was the definition of wet as she ground her cunt down.

"My god, you're very desperate, huh? You wanna cum like this?"

Lana nodded eagerly, hiding her face in your neck as you began rubbing tighter circles on her clit. You hummed in disapproval, taking a fistful of Lana's hair in your free hand, and pulling her off your neck.

"Nuh-uh, don't hide, baby. You wanted me to fuck you out here- in your driveway -where anyone can walk by and see you being a little slut for me."

Lana's head rolled back the same time her eyes did, groaning into the night air as she continued to hump your hand for pleasure, "God, Y/N."

You grinned proudly, "That's it, Lana, fuck yourself on my fingers like that." As pleasure thoroughly consumed Lana, she started to fully bounce herself on your fingers, reveling in the feeling of them filling her up.

She felt the grooves and wrinkles of your fingers, the short length of your nails scratching at the sweet spots in her pussy. You had her eyes rolling the back of her head, moaning loudly, rolling her hips, the power you held over her really showing through even as you merely held your hand still and watched as she got herself off on your fingers.

"Holy shit, I'm close- I'm so close, Y/N! Please, let me cum."

You nodded, looking right into Lana's eyes, a small smile growing on your face as you watched her chase her high. "You can cum, Lana. You have my permission to make a mess right here, baby- right out here, in your driveway. Do it for me, my love."

Right as you curled your fingers for a final time, Lana's hips lifted up just enough for your fingers to slip out of her. Her orgasm tore through her, like a heat moving from her stomach and out through her pussy.

"Fuck!" she screamed as her wetness squirted from her, drenching your arm and the leather seat of your motorbike. You grinned proudly at the loud moan Lanalet out, cooing sweet nothings into her ear.

She didn't hear a single thing, though. The woman was still going through her high, feeling every aftershock as your fingers rubbed at her clit slowly. When her orgasm subsided, Lana breathed out a sigh and combed her fingers through your hair, looking into your eyes as she spoke, "You're gonna have to make me cum again, Y/N/N."

You chuckled, taking Lana's chin into your hand with a gentle grip, "You're gonna lick your mess off my bike first, little girl."

[pezberrywhoreee]

regina x cady smut drabble!!! 'brain-dead'

pairing: dom!regina george x sub!cady heron

words: 550

content warning: harddom!regina, puppysub!cady, bdsm, d/s dynamic, orgasm torture, overstimulation, mommy kink, use of "puppy", degradation, mocking, spit play, pussy slapping, clit stim, implied corruption

summary: she knows she can't take it, but with the girl so deep in her mind there's no other option

"Can you do another one for mommy?". The blonde purred with a mocking tone, trying to control her need to laugh at the leading question.

Regina could tell that her brain was only mush after the five other orgasms that Cady was forced to take.

The blonde allowed herself to chuckle as Cady nodded mindlessly, her head lolling with her eyes fighting to not roll into the depths of her fucked out brain. The conscious part of her knew that she couldn't take it but the blonde was so deep in her mind that nothing else mattered in that moment.

The blonde continued to switch between bringing her palm down against the girls cunt and firmly rubbing her calloused thumb into the girls raw, aching clit.

"Fucking answer", Regina growled before bringing her face closer to the girls cunt and letting a thick string of spit fall against the mess that was her pussy. A smirk pulled at her lips as she felt hips push up beneath her.

Even in her fucked out state she still practically begged for any of the abuse that the blonde had to give. Regina was revelling in how brain dead the girl was slowly becoming in their relationship.

"...please, mommy—". Cady whimpered, using every ounce of energy that she had left to give the blonde what she wanted.

Regina gave a groany hum in response to the plea as she continued her assault on the girls cunt. She raked her nails down the length of the smaller girls torso, scoffing when petite hips jumped under her touch.

"Ow, mommy, ow— fuck". Cady felt tears start to form in her eyes as she was forced to buck into the blondes touch, inflicting this uncontrollable pain on herself.

"You can't help yourself to save your life, can you puppy? You can force me out of your head whenever you want...but you don't seem to want that. Look at that, you're fucking yourself on my fingers! I'm not even doing anything".

Regina pushed, knowing that the the girl was too far gone to realise that she was manipulating the truth.

A familiar shake started to settle in Cady's thighs, her breathing picking up and her cries turning into mumbles and unintelligible pleas.

"Thank y—thank you, ow—it hurts, mommy", the smaller girl whined as her she tried to back away from the fingers pressing into her swollen clit.

"Ow, it hurts mommy~" Regina mocked lowly, causing an obscene moan to leave Cady's throat. Regina chuckled at her depravity "you're unbelievable". She made sure to keep the current rhythm and intensity behind her fingers as she heard the telltale sign of moans increasing in pitch.

"'m coming". Cady was pushed over the edge with one last bite to her inner thigh and an encouraging "good pup~" from below.

Regina gently let the girl ride out her orgasm before pulling away and wrapping her arms around her thighs and giving soft kisses to her reddened cunt. She gave her kittenish licks, cleaning her up as softly as possible.

"You want another one, baby?" The blonde teased as she rested her head on Cady's pelvis, a hand reaching up to caress her exhausted face.

"Mommy~". Cady whined with a tired smile, her tired eyes staring into hungry blue ones.

[seungiee-sunshine]

{ 1:17 AM }

Paring; Bangchan x reader

wc: 1.6K (1,684 words)

Warnings: handjob, nipple play, public sex/exhibitionism, dirty talk... Name-calling (reader calls chan baby boy, baby, slut), cum eating, dom/sub dynamics, switch!Chan/switch!reader Chan calls the reader mommy, one slap on the cheek (the reader slaps Chan), and the reader is lowkey obsessed with Chan's tits.

Summary: Chan needed some new clothes, and you thought it would be nice to spend some quality time with him. However, a lot more than a little bonding time was in store for the two of you the second he decided to put on a shirt two sizes too small.

It had been a long, tireless workday, and you were ready to fling yourself onto your bed and snuggle up to your stuffies. Stupidly enough, you had promised to go shopping with Chan earlier that day since he was in need of some new shirts. And now here you were, eyes glued to your phone, as you waited for him to change and show you what he had picked out.

Most of his attire was black, per usual, and you were getting slightly irritated that your sleep was wasted on doing nothing but standing around or nodding on occasion. You loved Chan, but all he wore was black, and you could barely tell a difference in the shirts he was showing you.

One might've had a white line or logo from time to time, but other than that, they were all the same. You just wanted to go home and sleep.

However, you knew it would be a bad idea since as soon as Chan would arrive home, he would surely give you a good spanking for running off on him like that. as well as for going back on what you promised.

So you just sighed and sent a thumbs up his way as he strode out of the dressing room, not even caring to look up at what he was wearing, knowing it would be the same old black shirt and black basketball shorts.

Chan seemed to notice your lack of attention and walked up to you, snatching your phone from your hand and dangling it above your head. He was at least two heads taller than you, so there was no way you were getting your phone back unless you jumped. and no way in hell were you jumping in the skirt you had on.

"What's so important about this dinky little thing that you can't even bother to look up at me?" He asked, looking up at your phone screen and chuckling as the losing screen appeared.

"a game? I'm starting to think Felix and Lee know are rubbing off on your love," he stated with a dry chuckle before handing your phone back to you with a mischievous grin. You knew it was because of your reaction to his clothes, but how could you not react?

He was still wearing a simple black shirt, but, oh my Lord, was it tight as fuck on him? His nipples were poking out from the shirt, and you could almost see his abs through the thin material.

He knew all too well that you loved the sight of his abs and pecks. So he chose a shirt two sizes too small just to get you worked up. He was a man with needs, after all, and seeing your plush thighs press together and your body shake from arousal was a turn-on for him.

Your lip was caught in between your teeth, just as your breath was caught in your throat. He looked so delectable in that shirt. You would've loved nothing more than for him to fuck you right then and there. But you knew that, of course, no such thing was going to happen, but boy, could you wish your heart away for it.

You glare up at him, a small primal growl emitting from your throat. It wasn't long before you had dragged the man into the dressing room. making quick work of closing the door and locking it before turning back to your beloved.

"You know what happens when you pull this shit Christopher," you emit as you take a step closer to the now quivering man. He was very much a dom; however, at times like these, he somehow managed to make a drastic switch.

"I know, Mommy, but I can't help it; I just want some of your attention. It's always on that fucking phone of yours. I just-" He was cut off by a harsh slap to the cheek. His eyes watered as he looked up at you, eyes dark and blown out. He may have not expected the slap but he can say that he loved it with every fiber of his being.

"Language, baby boy," you mutter before grabbing ahold of his wrist and pulling him up so he was standing straight. Although making men shrink wasn't something that you considered a talent, most of the men you had been with could agree that it really was something that you perfected to a tee even if you didn't realize it.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, please don't slap me... I'll be a good boy, I promise!" He yelped as you slid your hand down his chest and suddenly grabbed a hold of one of his pecks, squeezing it hard.

Your nails dug into his skin, and he let out tiny mewls as you kneaded the flesh, occasionally pinching his hard nipples and twisting them just a tad bit to see the tears well up in his eyes. Soon enough, your assault on his sensitive chest was done, and your hand now traveled down to his torso, messing with the hem of the shirt as you spoke.

"I know, baby, I know you'll be a good boy for me. I just need you to promise me one more thing." He looked at you with an eyebrow cocked as he silently asked what you wanted from him. A shiver ran up his spine as your hand traveled lower until it reached the waistband of his pants.

You fiddled with the material and pulled it back before letting it go and giggling at the small cries that he let out at the sudden ounce of pain.

"Promise me you won't cum until I tell you to," you whispered into his ear nipping at the skin as you waited for an answer. He shakily nodded, and you smirked up at him before slipping your hand past his waistband and into his boxers.

You almost gasped at how hard he was, surprised that such little stimulation could get him so turned on. You ultimately kept quiet except for a bit of teasing to further humiliate the boy.

"Aw, baby, you’re so hard. I've barely even touched you. Such a sensitive baby." You mock while wrapping your hand around his cock, squeezing it ever so slightly. His body jolted forward at the feeling, a strangled moan erupting from his throat.

He heard your chuckling and decided to try his best to stay composed and quiet due to the two of you being in public, but it was a lot harder to accomplish than he thought. With you pumping his dick and your free hand crawling up his body to play with his hard nipples through the shirt, it was near impossible to keep quiet.

He knew full well what would happen if they were to get caught in here, and even the thought of it embarrassed him to his core. His face was slowly becoming red, and he continued to let out small mewls and pants as you toyed with him and as his mind raced with all kinds of thoughts.

"Baby, we're in a dressing room; you need to be quiet or they'll hear. Or do you want them to?" You inquired before giving his nipple a harsh tug. "You want them to find you here getting teased by your girlfriend, hmm? Such a fucking slut," you spat.

He looked down at you, eyes blown out and full of pure lust. He was so fucked out already, just from all your teasing, he could barely even think straight. All he wanted was to come and feel the sweet bliss of release. but he knew he had to wait...

He was going to be a good boy for you, no matter how much it pained him to push back his nearing orgasm.

After a few moments of slow and torturous tugs, you finally picked up your pace. He whined and allowed his head to fall back and rest against the cold wall, reminding him that he wasn't in the comfort of his own home.

"That's it, baby. Just a little more." You mewled as you watched his face contort. His nose scrunched, and his hands clawed at your soft skin as he got closer to letting go. All he had to do was wait for your permission, and he could cum, but sadly, you were making sure you got your teasing time in. You knew he would fuck you dumb for it later.

but right now it's about him.

After a few more minutes of simply watching him squirm and listening to his pants and quiet moans, you decided it was time to let him have what he wanted.

"Alright, baby boy, go ahead, come for mommy," you commanded while continuing with your brutal pace. Not even a moment later, you felt the thick liquid cover your hand and a low groan come from the man pinned up against the wall.

You gave him a few more strokes to help him ride out his orgasm, chuckling a bit as his body twitched from the overstimulation. You soon removed your hand and sucked the residue off of your fingers before patting Chan on the head.

"Such a good boy. Now, baby, let's head over to register and check out. I think it's about time we head home." You smile, grab the shirts he had put in a neat pile, and go to unlock the door.

You let out a small squeak and dropped the clothes as you felt him grab your hips and pull you back onto his hardening cock.

"We're not going home until you're stuffed full of my cum and begging me to stop."

(A/N: If you read this far, thank you so much. Likes, comments, and reposts are what keep me going, so please be sure to do so. Anywho thanks for reading!)

[samkerrworshipper]

so win.

alexia putellas x reader

no fuel quite like my procrastination to not do other things i need to do. this is porn without plot, i’m not ashamed of it. it’s also unedited and has been worked on after a day of clinicals so if there are spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes i apologise. i wrote this in like 3 hours lol. i’m also a mess at the moment and actually avoiding my whole life so this is my outlet. anyways i wrote smut! for the first time in forever ;) also for the sake of this let’s ignore timezones bcus i couldn’t rewrite the start of this to make it work lol.

warnings: smut, 18+ viewer discretion advised

You’re not with Alexia when the campaign drops. You’re not even watching the game, you’ve never been quite able to wrap your head around the nfl thing or get into like your girlfriend, the rules of rugby have been so ingrained in your mind from childhood that seeing men run around in massive pads just gives you an ick.

You’re not even the person who sees it first, you’re sitting in a cafe trying to get some studying done because it’s impossible to do at home when your clingy girlfriend insists on sitting, holding, grabbing or clinging onto any part of your body when she’s bored. It’s like trying to keep a five year old entertained, and it always ends up with you sacrificing whatever coursework you have and being endlessly stressed when you fall behind. You simply leave studying for when Alexia is out of the house or when you have time to study elsewhere.

You’re heavily engrossed in rewatching a lecture you’d missed the previous week due to training when your phone lights up. It’s no exaggeration, your phone screen goes from being blank and dark to suddenly notification after notification pouring in. Different groupchats, instagram tags, text messages. There’s another ten minutes left on your study clock before you’re technically allowed to take a break but with every thing that pops up your only become more curious. Curious enough that you look down at your clock with complete disregard and reach for your phone. It’s sitting next to your laptop, it’s supposed to be upside down to minimise distraction but when you were watching the lecture it stopped you from being able to check the time and you liked to watch as the time ticked by.

You click onto you groupchat first, a mixture of Barca girls, mostly the older ones. Most importantly Mapi, who has bombarded the groupchat in a matter of seconds, with image after image of your girlfriend.

You click onto them harmlessly, Alexia has a series of campaigns that you’re aware of that are coming out in the next few months. As you’re waiting for the images to load you try and remember if she’d told you about any coming up, there was something for Cupra at the end of february and a big campaign for more than eleven in march, and a few smaller things amongst it but nothing you could think of that was due to release today, or in the next week.

When the first image loads, you’re eyes almost bug out. Your throat closes, the oxygen leaves your lungs and you feel almost dizzy. You have to blink multiple times to clarify that what you’re looking at is real, it’s not just a hallucination of some wet dream you’ve had, it’s a real photo that exists in front of you. As you flick through them, you only feel more unwell, and a little bit wet… or a lot.

The first one is just Alexia’s face, staring straight down the lense. The way she’s been captured is almost animalistic, pink sports bra, big earrings, her hair in the wet look. It’s her eyes though, pointed straight on, the eye fuck look, like she’s staring into your soul the same way she does before she’s about to rail you, except it’s all magically been captured in one photo. You want to look at it forever, you’re scared you’ve actually lost the ability to use your extremities and all the oxygen has stopped circulating inside your body from the mix of shock and awe.

With as much power you have you flick to the next photo, and if you were already feeling unwell this feeling is close to death.

Alexia, looking over her shoulder, flexing.

All of her tattoos are on show, every single muscle is accentuated and you almost drool on your phone as you study all of the different parts of the picture. Alexia’s skin is literally glowing, effervescently in a way you cannot even begin to describe. You know from thousands of hours of tracing the skin of your girlfriends back just how strong she is, yet with everything emphasised more in the photo you feel like no matter how many hours you’ve spent staring this is adding a whole new perspective. Her arms, her facial expressions, the illusion of her hair sticking to her skin, the pink contrast against her skin.

You have to scroll, because if you don’t you won’t be responsible for the actions you engage in whilst in a very public space.

The following few pictures are of other athletes, basketball players, gymnasts, runners, other football players. For the most part, americans, yet your girlfriend in all her glory is a part of it.

You get through quite a few photos before it comes to the video, you were already gobsmacked, but the video seals it for you.

Alexia looks flawless, absolutely ethereal in every way. It actually feels like you are living in one of your fantasies or dreams but no this is very much real life and you are actually dating the person on your screen.

There’s no chance you’re going to get any work done, you can’t even get a coherent thought that doesn’t involve Alexia. Alexia’s abs, Alexia’s back, Alexia’s eyes, Alexia’s face, Alexia. You pack up your books and laptop with one thought on your mind, seeing your girlfriend.

Mapi’s private messages to you are filthy, message after message of her reminding your of what is now out in the world and about how now even more people are going to be even more obsessed with her.

You drive home over the speed limit and slightly recklessly, it’s not a long drive from your favourite study spot to you and Alexia’s shared house, but it feels like it drags on for forever. Your knuckles are white from your tight grip on the steering wheel and your unoccupied foot is bounding furiously against your floormat. You run a couple of close yellows, which are mostly red and have a complete disregard for giving way to anybody. You have an end goal, and that goal is to get home before you combust from all of the built up energy and tension in your body from the reruns of the pictures you’d seen.

You’re not even sure if you put the car in park when you swing into the driveway, you practically sprint towards the door, leaving Alexia’s prized cupra to fend for itself. Your hand is so sweaty you struggle with the door knob for a few seconds, your brain is frantic and you struggle and jiggle with it until it finally turns and there is nothing between you and finding exactly what you’re looking for.

Alexia isn’t in the front room, not that she normally would be. You pace your way through the hallway, past your bedroom which seems unoccupied and into the living room.

Alexia.

Alexia is sitting, on your couch, trying to look as nonchalant as possible, though it’s hard to appreciate it with the shit eating grin on her face as she tries to make herself look comfortable and like she’s actually lounging on your couch. Her body is tense, it gives away her whole bravado, you don’t really care though.

“You’re home early? You said you wouldn’t be back till lunch time, no?”

There is no acknowledging of her comment, you take your jacket off and lay it on the edge of the couch before unceremoniously pouncing on your girlfriend.

“I cannot believe you.”

Alexia makes it easy enough for you to straddle her lap, opening up her legs and making plenty of room for you.

You stare into her eyes and all you can picture is the photo of her, the look on her face isn’t dissimilar to the one captured, but it’s not quite the same.

“The campaign? Did I not mention it?”

You roll your eyes before leaning down, alexia goes with ease, her mouth opening up for you as soon as your lips meet hers. It’s all teeth and tongue, not quite a fight for dominance, just pure arousal.

“You’re a brat, and really fucking sexy.”

Alexia smirks against your lips, and then she bites back, her tongue fighting against yours.

“So you like it?”

You move your lips to Alexia’s neck, licking a line down her neck and kissing up it before biting down, foregoing any kind of gentle.

“Do I like my girlfriend looking extremely fuckable on the internet? Jury’s still out on that one.”

Alexia chuckles, leaning her head back to give you full access to her neck.

“Mm, muy fuckable.”

The laugh that leaves her mouth is enough fuel for you to nip her again, sucking a mark right above her collar bone, not directly visible but enough to make her sweat about keeping it hidden at training tomorrow.

“I’m going to need a private show in that outfit at some stage.”

You move back up to Alexia’s mouth, this time the make out is less frantic, you’ve gotten out some of your residual jitters.

“That can always be arranged.”

You tug at the hem of Alexia’s sleep shirt that she still hasn’t gotten out of yet.

“Bed first, fashion show after.”

In the swiftest motion possible Alexia is bringing herself up onto her feet, and lifting you with her. You wrap your legs around her torso, never breaking the makeout.

She makes it to your bedroom at a record speed, dumping you onto the mattress before climbing back on top of you, her shirt being thrown haphazardly into the air somewhere as she lowers herself down. There’s no bra to fight with and you reach for her breasts before her lips are back on you, grabbing and rolling at her nipples until she gets the message and has climbed fully onto the mattress on top of you.

Alexia stays on top of you, making out for a while, until she get’s bored with her hands and decides that you need to mirror her level of undressed. She flips you on top with so much ease that it doesn’t even surprise you, the photos on the internet showed Alexia’s muscles, but they didn’t show just how strong your girlfriend truly was.

Alexia didn’t mess around with your tank top and bra, tugging them off with the same kind of urgency that you’d been in to get back to the house earlier. As soon as the clothes are gone you’re flipped back onto the mattress, Alexia retaking her position. Her hands go straight to your tits, pinching and pulling in a way that makes your back nearly arch off the bed. You’re already aroused from your session in the coffee shop, but this is only adding fuel to the fire.

It takes everything in you not to moan immediately, you clench your jaw and bite your lip as Alexia elicits all different kinds of sensations.

‘Sé ruidoso bebita.”

As per usual, not much gets past Alexia, you try to relax just slightly, let yourself feel it all completely.

“How wet are you going to be when I finally touch your pussy, hm? How wet did my photos get you? All hot and bothered in the coffee shop like a little slut.”

There is no point in shaking your head, you just smirk, you’re proud of it, you’re proud that you get to come home to this and everyone else just has to enjoy Alexia from a far.

“Show me, reach into your panties and show me how wet you are and maybe I’ll think about touching you.”

You hesitate for a second, but then Alexia pinches on of your nipples and rolls your other breast in her hand and your hand naturally moves downwards, your hips canting up as you do so.

Your fingertips are glistening and dripping as you bring them out of your shorts, Alexia doesn’t hesitate to pull them straight into her mouth, sucking all of your arousal straight off.

“Alexia, please.”

Alexia licks her lips in a way that makes you so certain that she’s desperate for more, she’s just as turned on about this as you are.

“Pants off.”

As soon as the words leave her mouth your reaching for them hem of your pants and kicking them off, your panties go with them.

Alexia doesn’t wait, she moves her body downwards until her mouth is hovering right above you.

She looks up at you, hesitates for a second, it’s the exact same face as the photo, beautifully feral.

She doesn’t hold back whatsoever, her mouth goes straight to your clit and you’re already aroused, already dripping everywhere but you reach another level. Your moans are breathy and free falling.

“Fuck baby, feels so good.”

You’re a stuttering mess and far too aroused to try and pretend like you aren’t already close.

Alexia keeps a steady pace, licking and sucking at your clit and occasionally living long strips up from your pussy. It feels so good, earth shattering good.

“Ale, close.”

You expect her to pull back a little bit, normally she likes to prolong your pleasure just a little bit, the wait is worth the reward. But it seems like the both of you are too aroused to ignore the urgency of the situation. Alexia doubles down, her arms pushing your thighs further apart and reaching up behind you to grab at your ass whilst she enjoys having more access.

When you realise she isn’t going to let up you unclench your hands from the sheets and push them into Alexia’s hair, grabbing at the root and pushing her exactly where you want, grinding down against her chin.

It doesn’t take long at all, alread close as it was. Then Alexia grazes her teeth over your clit and doubles down and you see stars. Your body goes with you, shaking and tensing before relaxing as your enjoy the aftershocks. Alexia takes the opportunity, pushing two fingers into you and setting a brutal pace.

“Alexia, need a second.”

Alexia doesn’t stop, if anything she only goes harder, her fingers searching for your g-spot and finding it with ease. The overstimulation makes your stomach tight and yoru clit ache, in the best way.

“Una mas.”

You shake your head, even though it’s blatantly clear you’re going to give her another one, there isn’t really a world where you wouldn’t, not when Alexia makes it so easy to feel so good.

“You can give me one more bebita.”

Alexia’s palm grinds against your clit gloriously, it’s a bit too much for a few seconds but it fades as the pleasure overtakes.

Alexia’s favourite activity is amking you fall apart, watching you experience a kind of pleasure that is unmatchable, all at her own hands. Alexia adds a third finger, knowing that it’ll give you what you need.

It’s more than enough for what you need to reach a release. This time the initial orgasm lasts longer, you tense for a few seconds before you go boneless on the mattress. You melt into the sheets, your head lulling against the pillow as you breathe your way through.

Once you’ve stopped clenching against Alexia she pulls her fingers out, licking up every part of your orgasm, not leaving a single drop behind.

She crawls her way up to you, lying down on her side next to you, looking at the blissed out expression on your face.

Your eyes open lazily, a big smile on your face.

“You’re unreal, literally, how did I get this lucky?”

Alexia leans in, it would be rude to not kiss your lips at every possible chance, especially when your smiling at her like that.

“The real question is how I got this lucky.”

It the same kind of phrase that would elicit vomiting noises from your teammates in the locker room, and yet you love it all the same.

The kiss is soft, everything you need in the moment. It gives you enough confidence to reach your hands down inbetween the two of you, pressing down against Alexia’s front with one intention.

Alexia gasps into your mouth, and it’s enough guidance for you.

You walk your fingers up to the waistband of her pyjama shorts that she still hasn’t changed out of at nearly midday. You trail them down on the inside, unsurprised at her lack of underwear.

Alexia’s wet, the cotton of her shorts sticking to the insides of her thighs.

You part her folds, enjoying the way she moans and gasps into your mouth as you map your way through a different part of her body.

When your fingers find her clit, it’s easy to tell just how turned on she is.

You set a pace of fast tight circles, you’re well educated on Alexia’s body and when she’s this worked up this is the best way to get her to an orgasm.

You know she’s getting closer when her kisses get sloppier and desperate, her lips hang onto yours like they’re becoming an extension of her, like she’s scared that if you separate it’ll take part of her with her.

She shakes and grinds into you, searching for that last bit of stimulation she needs. When she infds it she groans into your mouth, her hips jerking one final time before they go weak, her body goes still for a few seconds. You slow down but don’t come to a full stop, pulling every last bit of her orgasm out for her until she’s tugging your hand out of her shorts.

Alexia presses some soft kisses to your lips before pulling you into her with one arm.

“If that’s what I get every time I take some nice pictures, maybe I should do it a bit more. See if I can get a job with Victoria’s secret or a swimsuit company.”

Alexia doesn’t need to see the look on your face to know exactly how all of your features would clenhc up and your eyes would roll.

“If you do that there will be a whole lot less sex for you and a whole lot more sessions with my vibrator for me. You’re cute, but I’d like to keep some of it for me.”

Alexia snorts, before tugging you in tighter.

“The fans would like it so much though, maybe I should just post some of the photos from the beach over the summer in Ibiza, the topless ones were cute.”

You elbow Alexia straight in the gut.

“How about you model the nike outfits for me first, and then we can decide how far you can take your new found modelling career.”

You’re still in slight disbelief that Alexia managed to keep something this big from you. She was obviously always having ongoing things going with nike, but something this big, and this special was hard to keep underwraps.

“I looked that good, huh?”

You roll even further into Alexia, pressing your whole body into hers.

“Muy bueno. New additions to the wank bank right there.”

You snort when you look over your shoulder and see the confusion on Alexia’s face, her english is good, but her english slang lacks in certain departments.

“Wank bank?”

You snort again, the innocence behind her voice makes it so much better.

“Just my folder for when I’m very alone on camp, and need some extra assistance.”

Alexia’s brain clicks, she laughs, and then the meaning must click in because she blushes beet red.

You stand up, already searching for your forgotten articles of clothing.

“Wait a minute, wank bank? What else is in this folder?”

You’re already tugging your pants on and trying to find your tank top which had apparently vanished into thin air.

“Hopefully whatever new photos I can find in the album of spares that was left over from this shoot.”

Before you can hear what else Alexia says you’re racing off in search of her laptop.

“Wait, I need to see this folder. Bebita, I need my own folder. WHAT IS IN THIS FOLDER.”

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anyways have a wonderful day/night! i love you! somebody out there loves you! you are blessed to have this day and every other one to come <3

[snonkerdoodlefizzy221b]

smut at 3am vs smut at 1030 am

[junk-whunk-punk]

YAYYYY PEOPLE MAKE ME BE ROWDY PART 6 WAWAWAW🥂

It's Monday my brudas and sistas. Monday is always a hard day, so let's land our asses down and watch Mai doing his daily activities, such as:

– whispering with Melk how to teach Langon to last longer

– but thinking to himself about PUSHING EVERYTHING OUT OF THIS PRETTY BOI- okai

– and directly doing it one day👹

This post is de empathy post for Langie😔🤲

ur fav stuff there on twi cuz tumblr hi there u fucka✌😳