#spot your favorite or least favorite show!
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
"A Hunter's Christmas Hustle" Sylus x MC
Summary: With Christmas around the corner, youâre on a mission to find the perfect gift for everyone, that's included Sylus, a famously tricky person to shop for. You asked for help but can the twins really help you? Sometimes the effort is the best part of the holiday magic.
Character: MC x Sylus
Genre: holiday comedy, slice-of-life, fluff | Pet names : Kitten, Sweetie, Miss Hunter.
| Word count: 3.916 | Reading Time: 16 min |
A/N: Since this is the first Christmas of Love and Deepspace, at least for me, I'm looking forward for a special Event and have a cute moment between Sylus and MC.
You lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. It still feels a bit strange staying at Sylusâ place on your days off. Well, it was mostly his doingâ heâd insist or come up with some random excuse or side mission to make you stay. So, at the end you agree to come visit him without needing to drag you in dirty business. It's cozy here, even if youâre not quite used to it yet.
Like always you scroll through your phone, noticing you getting a lot of Christmas ads. You squint at the screen, feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the holiday promotions. Suddenly, you glance at the date on your phone. Fuck! Christmas in 1 week. And you havenât prepared anything. Werenât there also a Party coming up with the team? No, no, no! You go trough the calendar. There is it: 24 of December. Christmas Party with Team.
You need to go shopping, ordering stuff now would only arrive too late.Â
âOkay, okay,â you mutter, trying to make a mental checklist. âI need a present for Tera, flowers for Grandmaâs and Clabâs graves...â You pause, feeling a bit emotional at that thought. You take a deep breath and continue, making a list out loud.
âThen thereâs Zayne, Xavier, and RafayelâŠâ Your head starts spinning as you realize just how much you have to do.Â
How could you forget? Have you really been that busy lately? Itâs not like the whole city isnât decked out in lights, giant Christmas ads, and festive music playing in every store.Â
You realize with a sigh that maybe youâve been spending way too much time in the N109 Zone, far from the holiday cheer.
âWhat can I get for the twins...?â you mumble to yourself. Luke and Kieran can be annoying sometimes, but you do like them. Why not bring them a small gift? Then again, you hesitate. If you get something for the twins, Sylus will definitely bother you about it until the end of your days, asking why he didnât get anything. You're starting to sweat. Maybe he locks you up again in the basement, just for fun. Or worse, he could show up at the Hunters' Association and declare that you are his lover or something. A shiver runs down your spine. This man can be terrifying.Â
You know very well how to please your friends and colleagues but Sylus⊠What do you bring to the man that has everything?Â
âWhy is he even so fucking rich?â you mutter under your breath, looking around the guest room. The guest room of course has the style of the rest of the mansion. Black. You roll your eyes, feeling a mix of annoyance and admiration. You flop back down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as if it holds the answers. You need something unique, something meaningful... but what could that be?Â
You scroll through your phone frantically, searching for bundles, deals, and last-minute gift ideas. In just an hour, youâve managed to check off most of your list.
Tera:Â A relaxing spa voucherâshe could use a break.
Zayne:Â A pack of his favorite macarons, winter editionâheâll love them.
Xavier:Â A cozy new sweaterâyouâve told him a million times not to fall asleep everywhere. You sigh, picturing him dozing off on some random spot.
Rafayel:Â A unique shell you found on a mission weeks ago. You havenât had a chance to give it to him yet, but nowâs the perfect time.
Flowers:Â Ordered, check.
You tap your phone, thinking about the twins, Luke and Kieran. What would they like? You decide on some kind of gadget or toyâtheyâre like two overgrown kids sometimes, and theyâll appreciate anything they can mess around with.
Another hour passes, and youâre still glued to your phone, opening and closing tabs like a mad person. Your brain is starting to fog up from the overload of gift ideas.
âNo... no... lame... oh god, definitely not.â You swipe through a blog about gifts for wealthy people and somehow end up on a page titled âTop 10 Gifts for Your Rich Boyfriend.â Your cheeks go bright red as you skim the list: sexy underwear, romantic getaways, candlelit dinners...
âNO!â You throw your phone onto the bed like itâs on fire, covering your face with your hands. What am I even doing?
You take a deep breath, trying to calm down. Maybe you could ask Luke and Kieran for help. Theyâre close to Sylus and probably know more about his preferences than you do. Plus, he did say you could âuseâ them whenever you wanted. Why not use them as counselors and pack mules?
Since you don`t want Sylus sniffing around you, you think about a small lie. Or maybe just ask without giving information. The same way he always doesÂ
...
"I need Luke & Kieran for an important mission, can you borrow me them?"
Sylus looks up from his desk, his red eyes studying you with a mix of curiosity and amusement. He leans back in his chair, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he regards you.Â
"Mission? What are you planning, kitten?" Sylus raises an eyebrow at your words.
"Nothing⊠jus- they will come back in one piece."
He studies you for a moment, his expression a mix of curiosity and amusement. He seems to be enjoying your vague and cryptic request, and he's clearly intrigued by what you might be up to.Â
"âŠAlright. You can take them for whatever this 'important mission' is. But they better come back in one piece, or I'm holding you responsible, sweetie. And you don't want to pay the price...â he snaps his fingers. Both appear immediately. As if they had been hiding in the office.Â
"Luke, Kieran, the kitten needs you for a... mission. Do as they say. I expect impeccable work."
"Yes, boss!â They say in unison.
"Letâs go, guys." I lead them out of the office. "See you, Sylus!"
That was easy. Maybe to easy.
He laughs after the door closes. Wondering how you're going to surprise him this time. He's learned to just go with the flow even though he might have the answer to your little secrets. He just smiled, turning back to focus on his paperwork.
âWhat are we going to do, miss?â Luke asks with a mischievous grin.
You roll your eyes. âI told you, just call me by my name.â
âAre we blowing something up?â Kieran blurts out, making an exaggerated explosion noise with his mouth.
âOr⊠cleaning up a messy murder scene?â Luke chimes in, smirking.
âMaybe torture someone!â Kieranâs eyes light up, clearly getting way too excited at the thought.
You sigh, regretting this decision already. Theyâre like two hyperactive hamstersâdeadly, but still hamsters.
âNo, no, and no!â you say firmly, waving your hands for emphasis.
âUuuhhh...â They groan in unison, visibly disappointed.
âWe have a better mission,â you declare, crossing your arms. âChange into something decent. Weâre heading back to Lincoln City.â
Finally, youâve arrived in the city. Itâs strange seeing them without their usual uniforms and masks. Dressed in casual clothes, they look more like model college boys than the deadly assassins they actually are. Most of the girls passing by canât help but glance their way, clearly debating whether they should approach the handsome twin brothers.
You snort to yourself. Probably they wouldâve attracted less attention in their usual assassin gear.
Youâre standing in the middle of the bustling shopping district, the holiday decorations casting a festive glow around you. Luke and Kieran are busy taking in the sights, clearly amused by the sudden change of scenery. You clear your throat to get their attention.
âAlright, listen up,â you say, trying to sound authoritative. âThe mission is...â They lean in, eyes sparkling with anticipation. âShoppingâ you declare.
âShopping?â they repeat in unison, voices filled with disbelief.
Luke looks like heâs trying not to laugh, while Kieranâs expression twists into mock horror.
âWait, wait,â Kieran says, holding up a hand. âYou dragged us all the way out here... for shopping?â
âYes, and youâre going to help me,â you reply.
Luke smirks, giving you a playful nudge. âYou sure this isnât just an excuse to spend time with us, Miss?â
You shoot him a glare. âCall me by my name, Luke.â
âRight, right,â he says, grinning.
âI actually need your help for...â you trail off, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed. You look away, rubbing the back of your neck. âChristmas is around the corner, and I wanted to buy Sylus something. Iâm not sure what it should be, so...âÂ
Before you can finish, Luke and Kieran burst into giggle. They exchange a quick, knowing glance, clearly delighted by your admission.
âOh, so you want to buy our boss a present, huh? Thatâs pretty cuteâ Luke teases, smirking.
Kieran nudges him with his elbow, grinning from ear to ear. âAnd youâre asking us for help? Luke, maybe she does have a soft spot for boss after all.â
You feel your cheeks flush, but you roll your eyes to cover it. âAre you two going to help me or not?â
Luke straightens up, placing a hand on his chest with a mock-serious expression. âIf youâre serious about buying a gift for the boss, then youâve definitely come to the right place. We donât call ourselves his right-hand men for nothing.â
You exhale, feeling a bit relieved now that they seem genuinely eager to help. âI want something special. Something he wouldnât expect, but that heâd actually like.â
Kieran tilts his head, pretending to think deeply. âSomething unexpected, huh? Well, thatâs tricky. Sylus pretty much has everything.â
âYeah, exactly,â you say, feeling a bit helpless. âI was thinking about getting him some records, but he already has so many...â
Luke and Kieran nod in agreement, their expressions thoughtful.Â
âItâs a good start. He does love his music. But you donât want to give him something he already has, right?â Luke asked.Â
âHow about something more personal?â Kieran suggests, tapping his chin. âSomething that shows you put a lot of thought into it. A gift only you could give him.â
You bite your lip, considering it. âPersonal... but how?â
âWell, it doesnât have to be anything fancy,â Luke says, shrugging. âThe boss isnât as complicated as he looks. Heâd appreciate anything that comes from you.â
Kieran gives a playful smirk. âYou could just wrap yourself up with a bow, and heâd be over the moon.â
âKieran!â you gasp, your cheeks turning red as you lightly smack his arm. He laughs, dodging away with a wink.Â
Luke chuckles but gives you a more genuine smile. âHeâs jokingâmostly. But seriously, boss isnât the kind of guy who cares about expensive gifts. Heâd value something that reminds him of you, or a shared memory.â
You pause, mulling it over.
Kieran nudges Luke, a sudden spark lighting up his eyes. âHey, what about that old record shop on the Avenue? Theyâve got vintage records you canât find anywhere else. You could look for a rare one, maybe something with a story behind it.â
Luke nods, his eyes brightening as well. âYeah, and you could pair it with a handwritten note. Tell him why you picked it. Heâd love that.â
You smile, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. âThatâs... actually a great idea. Thanks, you two.â
Kieran gives you a thumbs-up. âNo problem, but you owe us for this.â
Luke grins. âYeah, and donât forget to give us the credit when heâs showering you with kisses later.â
You roll your eyes, but you canât help the smile tugging at your lips. âFine, fine. Now letâs go before I change my mind.â
The twins laugh, and the three of you set off down the busy shopping street, feeling a new wave of excitement. Maybe this gift hunt wasnât going to be so impossible after all.
In the end, you managed to buy everything for your friendsâeven for Captain Jenna, who isnât exactly easy to shop for. But as you wandered through the record store, flipping through album after album, nothing stood out. Everything felt generic, impersonal. And you know Sylus well enough to realize that giving him something half-hearted would just fuel his endless teasing for weeks.Â
By the end of the day, the twins delivered you at home after treating them for dinner. You're tired and leave all your bags in the living room of your apartment. You throw yourself down on the couch and take out your phone. Maybe you were overthinking this. A nice accessory or a bottle of whiskey could workâhe has a taste for the finer things, after all. It wouldnât be anything cheap, either; you can afford something like that with your Hunter salary.
The day passes, only 2 days for Christmas and you still have nothing.Â
Desperate for ideas, you even tried bringing it up with Tera over lunch. That turned into a chaotic disaster, though. It was exhausting dodging her barrage of questions:
âWhoâs the gift for? Why are you even so worried? Wait, do you have a new boyfriend? I demand to meet him!â
You had to laugh it off, making up half-baked excuses until she finally dropped itâthough you could tell she didnât believe you.
And then there was Sylus himself. Yesterday, he sent you an invitation to a Christmas dinner. You wanted to say yes, but you had already committed to the Huntersâ Association Christmas party that same night. You tried to decline, but after some back-and-forth, you reluctantly agreed to meet him afterward.
Now, sitting alone on the couch, you canât help but replay that conversation in your mind. The way his voice softened when you said you couldnât make it, the slight pause before he insisted on seeing you later anywayâit made your chest tighten. He sounded almost... disappointed. And thatâs what makes you want to find something truly meaningful, something that will show him how much he means to you without you having to say it out loud.
You look at your reflection in the darkened screen of your phone, feeling a mix of frustration and anticipation. Youâre running out of time. If youâre going to surprise him with something from the heart, you need to figure it out now.
With a new sense of determination, you push yourself off the couch and grab your coat. Maybe you wonât find the perfect gift sitting around here. Itâs time to get back out there and keep looking, because if thereâs one person you want to make smile this Christmas, itâs Sylus. But be honest, youÂŽre not going to admit that. Not yet.Â
...
Itâs Christmas! The party with your unit is small but cozy. The space is filled with the warm glow of twinkling lights, the scent of spiced wine, and the sound of laughter echoing off the walls. You drink, you eat, and you feel a rare sense of contentment as you watch everyone enjoying the night. Itâs moments like these that remind you why you love this chaotic, ragtag team.
The gifts you bought last minute seem to have gone over well. Captain Jenna grinned when she unwrapped the sleek new knife you picked out for herâa practical gift, just like sheâd like it. Xavier looked genuinely pleased with the soft, oversized sweater you chose, already pulling it on and joking about how he wouldnât fall asleep everywhere now. Tera hugged you tight, eyes sparkling as she held up the spa voucher. âYou really do know me,â she said with a teasing smile.
Earlier in the morning, you made a quick stop by the hospital to drop off the bag of special winter-edition macarons for Zayne. And you place the flower on the graveyard. Pray for them and wishing that you could spent one more day with them.
You glance at your watch. Itâs getting late, and you promised Sylus youâd meet him after this. You take a deep breath, excusing yourself quietly from the party. Tera shoots you a knowing look as you head for the door, but she doesnât say anythingâjust gives you a little wave, as if to say, good luck.Â
You pull your coat tighter around yourself, clutching the gift in your hand as you start walking. Thereâs a mixture of excitement and fear bubbling up inside you.
Suddenly your watch vibrates urgently and flashes a warning: MetaFlux Fluctuation Detected. Your heart skips a beat. A Wanderer? Now?! You glance around, scanning the quiet street for any signs of danger. The distant sound of a womanâs scream breaks the silence, and without hesitation, you sprint in the direction of the noise, already reaching for your weapon.Â
The first Wanderer lunges out from the shadows, its distorted form shifting and writhing in the dim light. You donât waste a second. One precise shot, and it disintegrates into a cloud of shimmering dust.
âMy child! Where is he?â the woman cries out, panic in her voice. You look around fast, this is not over.Â
âMom!! Help!â You hear the voice of the kid nearby and run over. You bolt towards the sound, pushing your legs harder. You reach the boy just in time, shielding him with your body as another Wanderer lunges forward. The creatureâs claws slice through the air, narrowly missing you. You fire three quick shots, each one hitting its mark. The Wanderer lets out a guttural screech before it vanishes into thin air, dissolving into the night.
"Are you okay?â you ask, your voice softer now, concerned. The boy nodded. His mother rushes over, wrapping her arms around him and thanking you over and over, her voice thick with emotion.
The mother and child thank you from the bottom of their hearts before leaving. You tell them to please stop by the hospital, just in case. You wave goodbye to the boy. Sigh. What a night!
"Where's my bag?" you mutter, scanning the area. You spot it lying on the ground, right where you dropped it before sprinting into action. Relief floods through youâuntil you notice the dark, wet stain spreading across the fabric.Â
"No, no, no! Please no," you whisper, crouching down and unzipping the bag with trembling hands. The bottle of whiskey you were hunting down the last two days. Is shattered in thousand pieces.
Your heart sinks. This wasnât just any whiskeyâit was a rare, vintage bottle from a small distillery heâd mentioned once, in passing, when he thought you werenât listening.
âFuck!"Â
You stand up, clutching the soaked bag, and check the time on your watch.
22:30.
Youâre supposed to meet Sylus in half an hour, and youâre still a good fifteen minutes away from his place. Panic bubbles up inside you. Maybe you can find a late-night shop that carries something similar. Maybe thereâs still a chance to fix this.
"I can make it," you say aloud, more to convince yourself than anything.
âŠ
You finally arrive at the meeting pointâa lookout near the water. Itâs the same place where you spent last winter with him, watching the fireworks together.
âKitten, you told me you were at a party, not a battlefield. What happened?â
âEh?â
Youâve been running around for the last 30 minutes trying to find that stupid bottle and make it on time to meet Sylus. A little embarrassed, you attempt to fix your clothes and smooth your hair. Your cheeks are flushed from the effort. Sylus stands there in his black coat, looking amazing as always. Your heart beats hard in your chest. He watches you, trying to piece together what happened, and then a smile tugs at his lips.
âEven on days like this, you donât get a break, Miss Hunter?â He runs his hand gently across your face. You flinch slightly, wincing in pain. âYouâve got a small cut. So... are you going to tell me what happened?â
âNothing, just a Wanderer. It will heal,â you say with a shrug. He sighs softly.
âCareless as usual.â He pulls a small band-aid from his pocket. âStay still.â
âWhy do you have something like that?â you ask, raising an eyebrow.
âIt so happens that I have a kitten who never pays attention to their injuries,â he teases.
You make an exaggerated offended grimace, but inside, it feels like a small gesture of affection. He places the band-aid gently over the cut.
âIâll consider this your Christmas gift,â you joke.
He laughs. âOh no, sweetie, that wouldnât be enough. But Iâm impressed with your minimalist idea of happiness.â He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out an envelope.
âYou didnât have...â
âOpen it up. And thank me later.â
You take the envelope cautiously, slowly peeling it open. Could it explode? You shake your head at the silly thought. When you finally look inside, your eyes widen, and you let out a soft squeal of excitement.
âAre you for real? This tickets has been sold out for months. How did youâŠ?â
âI have my ways, sweetie,â he replies with a smug smile.
âThank you,â you whisper, genuinely touched.
âItâs always a pleasure making you happy.â
But your excitement fades quickly as the realization sinks in. Heâs managed to make you immensely happy again, while you stand here empty-handed. You have been looking for the perfect gift and you have screwed up at the last minute. On top, you haven't found a replacement for the bottle.Â
"I wanted to give you something too for Christmas...â you started. Closing the envelope and putting it in your pocket. "but... it broke while I was protecting a kid from a Wanderer.â You look down at your feet, feeling small and pathetic, your shoulders slumping under the weight of disappointment.
Thereâs a beat of silence, and then Sylus gently lifts your chin with a finger, guiding your gaze back to him. He smiles, that soft, understanding smile that always makes you feel seen. Without a word, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a warm embrace. The chill of winter seems to disappear in his hold, replaced by the comforting heat of his body.
âThe best gift is having you by my side, kitten.â he whispers into your ear, his voice low and sincere.
You feel your heart beating faster.
"Actions speak louder than words"
You agree with Sylus that both would be more honest with each other. Maybe now is the time to show him just how important he is to you. You spent so much time looking for something to buy that you forgot that the simplest gifts are often the most meaningful, especially when they come straight from the heart.
"Sylus⊠I actually have something else."
"Oh, is that so?âÂ
ïżœïżœïżœCan... I borrow your face?" He loosens his grip slightly and steps back, taking your hands in his, warming them up. He looks at you, amused and curious, and leans down.
"Close your eyes..." you whisper. He doesnât say anything but does as you ask, his smile softening as he relaxes his face. You take a deep breath, feeling your heart race, each beat echoing louder in your chest.
The world falls silent for a momentâit's just the two of you, suspended in time. The anticipation tingles through you as you lean closer, closing the distance between you.
You press your lips gently against his cheek, and the warmth of his skin against your lips is electric. Itâs a simple kiss, but it carries all the unspoken words you couldnât say out loud. A silent confession. You linger there for just a heartbeat longer, feeling him inhale sharply, as if caught off guard by the intimacy of it. As you pull back, the first snowflakes begin to fall, drifting slowly from the sky. The soft touch of snow melts against your skin, but Sylus holds you close, not letting the moment slip away.
âNow... thatâs a present only you could have given me." He gives you the most tender smile. "Thank you."
He looks like he wants to say something else but remains silent. Instead, he pulls you into a deeper embrace, burying his face in your hair as the snow continues to fall softly around you. Youâre more than fine with that. No, youâre happyâgrateful for this sweet moment.
You realize youâre a step closer to falling for him completely, accepting that the connection between you two is stronger than you ever imagined.
âMerry Christmas, Sylus.â
He smiles, his eyes crinkling with genuine joy.
âMerry Christmas, kitten.â
#sylus x reader#loveanddeepspace#lnds#lads#lads x reader#sylus x you#sylus x mc#sylus love and deepspace#lads sylus#love and deepspace sylus#sylus#l&ds sylus#sylus qin#lnds sylus#love and deepspace#love and deepspace fic#love and deepspace x reader#lnds fanfic#sylus fanfiction#sylus fluff
144 notes
·
View notes
Note
hiii can i ask something for james potter??
iâll absolutely take anything you give meee
thank youuuu
YAYAYAY TY FOR THIS I HAD FUN!!!
GIFT GIVING đă
€Śă
€đŒ àŁȘ đă
€Śă
ۉ james potter x reader christmas breaks spent at his house was the best thing you could do.
fluff | friends to lovers
ââââ WHEN YOU woke up in the potter manor christmas day, you didnât expect it to be because the three of your friends - james, sirius, and remus - had been violently shaking you awake for a long time.
the three greeted you with wide smiles, accepting the usual morning hug with the same wide smiles unmoved. you grabbed a sweater (whoâs sweater it was, you had no clue - they seemed to show up randomly in your bags) and followed them downstairs to where jamesâs parents were waiting.
âgood morning, everyone.â jamesâs mom greeted the four of you, pulling everyone in separately for a hug. she held you the longest, running her hand through your hair and kissing your head. you had always been her favorite (even if she didnât say it).
âokay mom,â james huffed, âdonât hog my friend.â he reached for your hand and tugged you to him. you smiled at james and took the spot on the carpet next to him, and managed to miss the glance jamesâs mom gave his dad.
with the gifts handed out, you spent time with your dear friends opening every gift and have a special reaction for each. you relied heavily on âthank youâ for a response to everything.
from jamesâs parents; you got new clothes and book and chocolate, from sirius and remus (who both did joint presents for everyone) you got new vinyls, and from james you got a bracelet.
he even assisted in putting the bracelet on, sending a fluster of butterflies rampant in your stomach. after gifts and putting them away, you ate brunch with everyone.
it was peaceful to spend christmas break away from hogwarts here, in the warmth of the potter manor beside your best friends. you had never once taking advantage of it, enjoying every second you stayed in this house.
now you sat, quiet and peaceful, in the room assigned to you this time and every other time, without anyone bothering you. for now, at least, no one was bothering you.
âhey,â james slid your door open (had he knocked?), âcan i come in?â he carefully asked, looking like a wounded puppy walking in with wide eyes looking at you where you sat at the window.
ââcourse james, câmon.â you beckoned him over, patting the seat beside you. he took it without another thought, holding a second box in his hand.
âi got you something else, but i didnât wanna give it to you downstairs. moony and pads wouldâve lost it if i got you more than them.â he smiled lopsided and handed you the carefully wrapped gift.
you took it in your hands, it was light, (like youâve said before,) wrapped with precision, and well-thought about. the wrapping paper wasnât like the one jamesâs parents had - this one didnât have snowflakes like that one, it was covered in hearts and hearts galore.
âjames,â you gushed over the small box, âwhat is it?â you met his eyes, watching you with a misty layer resting over the brown irises youâd come to love.
âyou have to open it to find out, you idiot.â james scoffed, flicking your forehead carefully (god forbid he ever actually hit you and inflicted pain).
you tore through the wrapping paper, smiling at the clearly handmade necklace that had his initials and was in his favorite color.
when you looked back up to gush over the beauty (rather than the box this time), you found james fishing under his shirt to pull out a necklace just like yours - your initials and your favorite color replacing his on your version.
âjames,â you were at a loss for words, âhelp me put it on?â you held out the necklace with such delicacy. youâd never want to break it before you even got to wear it.
he did, and you let it hang above your shirt. you were too busy smiling down at where his initials reached on your chest to see him smiling at you.
âdo you like it?â he was careful as he spoke.
âof course i do!â you gasped, âitâs beautiful. did you make it?â you smiled at him now (much to his delight) with a fond look in your eyes that had his heart warm and beating faster than normal.
âyeah, i thought youâd like it i guess.â
âyou know me so well.â you hummed.
there wasnât much else to be said now, your legs had found themselves (at some point, somehow,) intertwined with jamesâs legs on the cushions of the windowsill, looking out it.
at least you were, james had his eyes solely trained on you. warmth filled him despite where he sat beside the cold glass window.
maybe it was you, he noticed, your vibrant personality that shone above everyone elseâs, your kind smile and caring actions towards people you didnât even like - you had mean bones, but you had more kind ones.
he decided then that thatâs why he was so warm - you. you kept him warm and happy, and maybe thatâs all he wanted.
âitâs now or never.â lily had told him, one day when he was seeking solace on what to do regarding the ever piling feelings he had towards you. he liked you, and god did he need to tell you before it was too late.
âcan i⊠can i tell you something?â he hesitated, suddenly his hands were clammy and his heart was (if possible) beating faster minute after minute. it caught your attention what he said, and you looked away from the snowy landscape in front of you to see his eyes drilling into yours.
âmhm, of course.â you smiled. it was your smile that made him realize how badly he needed to tell you.
âi like you,â he sighed, âwell i think i love you, but i know i like you. and not in a friendly way, i really really like you.â james wasnât looking into your eyes anymore, his hands were much more interesting it seems.
âitâs fine if you donât like me back,â he started.
âwell if you had given me a second james youâd know i felt the same way, you idiot.â you were smiling wider, and james saw you in a different light.
no longer were you the quietly charming first year, or pranking second year, or focused third year. you werenât even the calm and charming fourth year you were last year - you were jamesâs first love, a beautiful and loving fifth year.
âreally?â he spoke breathlessly, looking to you for any signs of lying or joking. when you nodded, and reached out for his hand, he knew. and it made so much more sense.
âcmon, itâs cold over here.â you had his hand in yours, and you brought him to the messy bed. he sat in front of you, your back facing the pillows behind you.
you were too busy wrapping james into a hug and pulling his head to rest comfortably on your chest to notice sirius and remus peeking through.
âabout bloody time.â sirius used his foot to kick the door wider open, letting himself in with remus following - obviously scolding the dark haired boy.
âno matter, moony, itâs alright.â you smiled, waving them over. there was plenty of space.
and so the four of you, together, spent the rest of the morning and a good chunk of the evening on your bed in the potter manor. maybe it was because you were fifteen, and had so many fears surrounding growing up, but you wouldâve traded anything to spend even another minute where you sat that day.
you were happy, james was happy, sirius was happy, and remus was happy. it was all you needed.
MAIN MASTERLIST â REQUESTS ARE OPEN â HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST
authors note; hi guys listen my tumblr is being weird so FOR NOW i canât link stuff to the masterlists I AM FIGURING IT PUT I PROMISE
- juliet ââ.Ë
#julietifsheneverdied#harry potter imagines#harry potter#james potter x reader#james potter#james potter imagine#fluff#imagine#marauders imagine#marauders
69 notes
·
View notes
Text
We Interrupt This Blog To Show You Something Awesome
Omori has a Lego Ideas set! This awesomeness is brought to you by designer FoodIsScarce.
Under the cut, I'll be showing more images, explaining my thoughts, and give clarifications on how Lego Ideas works for this set. But if you want to skip that, link is here.
Lego Ideas Neighbor's Room and White Space Set Breakdown
To start off, this set has a whopping three components, all of which stand alone.
First, we have Neighbor's room!
The colors are honestly so nice in this mock-up. Lego has a fairly limited palette, but being bright and poppy works really well here.
Compared to the in-game room, it's pretty compact, but that makes sense so it doesn't dominate your shelves. Everything important is there, to outstanding detail. The leaves may ride up higher above the doorframe, but it doesn't break the immersion for me. It all feels like a piece of really nice fanart or even concept art.
The yellow cat is the centerpiece and I am very impressed with it. It isn't as stretched out as the original, though that's affected by the build size, but the shape of the paws, ears and head are spot-on and the face sticker really sells it.
Also, building the set sideways so it's smooth? Genius in my books. Sure, the minifigs won't stick, but all the smooth edges in this make the set stand out from Lego's lineup without seeming like a jarring oddity. Kind of like Omori's world compared to a bunch of other RPGs, really, so it's fitting.
I guess if I have a nitpick it'd be that the leaves are entirely different in vibe due to being all fluffy and rounded instead of the big sharp shapes in the original, but I don't think that's even really a bad thing. Just part of the Lego-ifying process. Also I groan at how I know I will place the cat's eyes wrong. Stickers are the bane of my existence. For Yellow Cat though, I would in theory persist.
Next, we have Mari's picnic blanket!
Gotta be honest, this caught me off guard, even as someone who was keeping track of this project for a while, but this is AWESOME. Colors are nailed, the existing basket and fruit pieces translate so well, and I just want to place all my fave figs on it immediately. I do hope that Mari's square could be subbed out with something with studs to keep her in place, as nothing else seems to be (maybe the basket has a 1 by 2 piece keeping it locked?).
I think it's an excellent choice even if it doesn't appear in either main room because you can plonk it by any other set or the huge pile of loose bricks you haven't gotten around to sorting yet and boom. You've just made a new corner of Headspace!
Last but certainly not least, White Space!
The computer and tissue box I think were really well done. Smooth place also tickles my fancy. I'm not as sold by the suspended light bulb; some white walls that maybe has a claw on the side would have helped sell the room more to me, I think. But it's solid.
And then you get to my favorite part in the room:
Original creator, you have my vote.
What about the minifigs?
This set still has you covered!
In this current iteration it includes six minifigs for your main characters as well as the cat and snake seen in earlier pictures. Everyone except Hero and Mari seem to be those shorter models, which always used to annoy me as a kid cause I couldn't bend the legs, but gets a pass here because remembering that height difference is nice.
The hair is a hot point of contest with the comments and Reddit posts. I'll explain more below, but Lego Ideas has rules about custom molds for new figures, so these were the closest the creator could get. And hey, I think Hero is spot on!
All the outfits and faces are custom prints, which are far easier than custom molds, and I think were done really well! Basil's top might be a bit bright, but otherwise the colors are perfect, and so is all the printing.
I also saw that Mari, Basil and Aubrey all had one extra face, which is rad. Not sure yet if Hero and Kel do too or if it's just the girls (I should assume Omori is just slate-faced as ever).
Just one more note: I love how spoiler-free this set is. You know everything in the first few moments of play. Our community is really bad with spoilers, I admit, so this is perfect for a shelf.
Here's some pics of them in action:
How does Lego Ideas even work? Is my vote worth it?
Short answer: Heck yeah!
Long answer:
Lego Ideas is a really popular program with a lot of new builds all the time, and people put a lot of work into both the models and promoting them just for the off-chance of it becoming a product.
I compiled some questions you might have based on this set specifically, but there's plenty of info yourself if you want to learn more.
How does a set get selected?
Lego Ideas has three intake periods a year for products that get over 10k signatures between the last period and that date. Each intake only has a select few that actually get to that mark; the record number in 2021 according to Wikipedia is 57 in one 2021 intake. It sounds like a lot, but in the site's 10-year run it's had over 135,000 ideas shared, not including a bunch that would have been struck down prior to going live due to breaking rules.
Each set gets 60 days to meet that goal on first launch, then an additional 365 once 100 people have signed on. Getting 1,000 supporters gives you an extra 6 months on top of that, and 5,000 (the halfway mark) another 6 months.
Meeting that 10k mark is non-negotiable for that specific set to receive the expert review through Ideas, though successful ideas that are lower may spark inspiration from their own teams.
Do I need to pledge money?
No! Lego Ideas is not a Kickstarter or crowdfund campaign. Those ask for money as they need a way to produce and distribute the product. Lego handles this on the creator's behalf.
All you need is to make a free Lego account and click the support button. You don't even have to enable email notifications on signup.
Where will I find the set then if it's made?
Anywhere else you find Lego! Even toyshops I go to have a small shelf for Ideas sets. If none of your local retailers have it, it'd be on online storefronts worldwide.
But Omori is a licensed product!
So are most of Lego Ideas' concepts that make it to becoming a set! Out of the 65 sets announced and confirmed for production (or who have already had their run!) just 29 are not tied to an IP.
So Omocat will be involved?
Yes. If the idea gets far enough, Lego would reach out to Omocat and any other copyright holders of Omori to discuss how to proceed. They will also get a say in any tweaks, and likely make a licensing fee off of Lego.
However, due to the Ideas streamline, the set likely won't be sold on Omocat's storefront (and if they are, it'd be because Omocat got a few sets to sell from them; they'll never be exclusive to Omocat's store).
Will the creator get paid?
If it makes it, yes! Lego Ideas people get a 1% cut. It's not much, but for all the work it gets to 10k I think it's earned.
But Omori isn't for kids!
Guess what: Neither are most Ideas! They're packed in black boxes and kept near the architecture and more advanced Technic sets targeted towards adults. Each set also has an age recommendation based both on set difficulty and the IP.
Is Omori even appropriate for Lego as a brand?
Omori is on the list of approved IP for Lego Ideas. This may be reviewed, but I think it will remain appropriate both because the set does not portray any of the concerning content in the game and because of the nature.
Lego says they won't make sets for franchises built around graphic violence, alcohol, or sex. Omori lacks all that. I doubt it would be yanked down based on that.
I don't care about Omori. Why should I support this?
First, why did you make it down here?
And second, look. I get it even as a fan. But if we can get an Omori set even to the review stage, that opens up the door for people to try with all other kinds of indie franchises. Undertale, Oneshot, Stardew Valley, Hollow Knight, whatever you think of!
Lego Ideas is a portal to Lego working with IP that isn't just owned by a mega corporation, and I think that is awesome.
I signed! What else can I do?
Spread the word! Reblog this post, tell your friends about it, repost (with links and credit) to other social media. Every little bit helps on the road to 10k, to catch Lego's attention, or even just to inspire someone else with a set idea they worry is too niche to share.
Cause this isn't just about Omori. It's about supporting the creativity of a dedicated fan who spent a long time working on something clearly inspired by a game held closely. And I am always going to support that.
Thank you for reading this far! If you're a regular, sorry for the break, lol. I will get back to regular posts soon. I just had an exam so am still a bit drained.
LINK IS HERE FOR A SECOND TIME: https://ideas.lego.com/projects/a73aaefc-9bc2-44f8-b106-63d66817fd1a/official_comments#content_nav_tabs
#omori#omori game#lego#lego ideas#omocat#omori omori#omori kel#omori hero#omori aubrey#omori basil#omori mari#omori mewo#omori neighbor's room#omori white space#omori toy#omori set#omori playset#omori lego#FoodIsScarce#omori lego set#legos#<- VERY RELUCTANTLY. it is grammatically wrong. sorry.
27 notes
·
View notes
Text
nancy got a massive star anise in that turkish coffee blend an iraqi man had brought her from a trip abroad â thatâs fine, she doesnât mind strong flavors and she likes the shape. baâathist baghdad in the â70s would still be their meeting spot.
âwould you believe christmas is one of my favorite holidays?â
she takes a sip. it tastes sharp ended like stars.
âactually the way iâve been acting, i wouldnât believe it either.â
and this is a godless season.
( cw: sad )
tim recompenses by making a gingerbread man walk over her hand. he has dark chocolate buttons and a royal icing smile. he looks a little stupid, but pleased. nancy squishes a cheek in her hand and wonders what the little cookieâs secret is.
âyou have the opposite of seasonal affective disorder,â she comments while tim whistles the vince guaraldi trio, âyou have seasonal disaffective disorder.â
ââplease eat me, itâs all i live for. itâs all i fucking live for.ââ tim moves the cookie around.
she clicks her tongue: âat least he says it out loud.â
âi always actually felt like christmas kinda made up for the bleak 0 for 8 nature of chanukah,â tim answers, âso this part of the seasonâs like a reward in and of itself.â
nancy thinks and then snaps off the gingerbread manâs stupid head.
âsorry for shitting all over your pageantry then.â
âiâve seen bigger shits.â
she separates the eyes and the smile between perfected teeth.
âitâs not your fault,â he mumbles, âeveryone gets that this is kinda a bullshit time for you.â
âwell,â she frowns, âiâm not really so sentimental.â
âannie.â
she swallows and turns her head to watch the plush snow falling outside. the cottony sound of the fat drops hitting the window fills her mouth with cold sponge cake. her brow pulls, as sheâs tried to swallow that too.
âokay,â she begrudgingly admits, âso iâm a little sentimental.â
âand youâre taking this feeling out of place thing a little personally.â
âthatâs the most personal feeling you couldâve described.â
âtrust me,â tim pops both arms in his mouth, âi know.â
the gingerbread manâs down to a torso and legs, his chocolate buttoned suit delineated with icing.
nancy sips her espresso and lays both hands flat on the table, dark button eyes boring into the wood. when the sheer force of her gaze leaves no exit wounds, she softens up and feels embarrasingly weepy in the throat.
âi canât really blame anyone,â she admits quietly, âitâs totally all my fault. thatâs neutral, i think, it is what it is . . . â
tim hands her the left leg. she thanks him and takes it in her slim hand.
âeverything kinda slows down in winter anyway,â tim explains, âitâs just too quiet a season for you.â
âand for you?â
âare you kidding? i get free reign when itâs quiet like this- i go ice skating and everything.â
nancy huffs, humored. then she looks at him, and something in his eyes is sheer crystal truth. she angles her head.
âno way.â
âi actually do.â
âare you good?â
âiâm alright.â
âshut the hell up,â she shakes her head, âi hate when you do that. it means youâre actually dead good.â
âyou know everyone was happy that you showed. donât feel bad about psyching them out a little.â
thereâs a star on top of the christmas tree. she thinks about the angel that used to top hers.
âif we had a pool for every time we werenât sure if someone was showing,â tim leans back, âdickâd make the top spot every year.â
they got a fresh tree every year. and thereâs a new family in that house. the angel topper?
âyou can take your time. wouldnât even matter if we split- youâd still get an invite for next year.â
sheâs not totally sure where it went off to.
âhey, donât cry-â
âiâm not,â she blinked, surprised by the accusation, âiâm not.â
then she touched beneath her eyes and realized she was.
she explained briefly that she got her dad a safe, soft balsa wood model plane and the truth was simply that he actually liked it, he was slightly excited, he loves planes. did she ever tell him that? no? oh, well, he loves planes and understands them in a way that feels bigger than what they are.
and the truth was simply that she loved him and understood him in a way that was bigger than his six feet and five inches.
both of them would prefer that the thing they love not hold them to it.
nancy and tim in his old room. she pushes the clutch ( removes her makeup ) and he pulls the choke ( unwinds her scarf from her neck ). she hates being weepy like this. she thinks itâs disgustingly indelicate and slightly rude of her considering the fanfare. she looks around at his walls and feels so much of him in the dark paint and the boyish bedspread. quintessential adolescent. blue and grey checkered and everything. he had a sony stereo right above it with headphones waiting for him to come back.
âwhat were you last listening to in here?â she asks.
tim presses the disc eject and scrutinizes the cd. âslowdive. souvlaki. banger album.â
âwhen was that?â
âdonât remember putting a cd in here recently,â he shrugs, âso i guess five years ago or so.â
she sits on the bedspread and the mattress catches her weight. from below, thereâs a muffled degree of cheerful noise. his curtains are open, and the white flurries around outside.
âi donât think i can get you out of here,â he wincingly admits, âstormâs getting too gnarly to drive in.â
âdo you know where alfred wouldâve taken my bags?â
âprobably just by the coats.â
âcan you bring them? i just want my sweater.â
he does. he watches her pull her clothes off and finds it slightly even more intimate to watch nancy put a sweater on.
âi turn into this big baby when iâm the littlest bit jetlagged,â she brushes it off, putting lotion on her peachy face after taking out her contacts, âi just get super ridiculous.â
âhave you tried puking? i just puke.â
âi like the efficiency in that. get it all out.â
âi move fast.â
âi actually really like your room,â nancy looks up at the ceiling, âitâs cute you put stars up there.â
he lay beside her, squinting: âforgot i did that. anyway youâre wrong and itâs actually metal. these are the constellations you see from apokolips â where darkseid lives. itâs in this dimension that you need a boom tube to get to.â
âoh my god,â nancy sighs, shutting her eyes, âyou had such a fucked up childhood.â
âmy bad.â
she touches his hand and he turns his palm up to make it easier. she was just curious, just wondering, but did he ever hold hands in this room like this? no. too many people and too little respect for closed doors and too much urgency. he was making moves without a home field advantage. a panicky adolescent bravery.
ânot to mention, my room wasnât ever really suitable for visitors.â
âit still isnât back at yours.â
âthen i guess there is no stopping sister nancy after all. iâm glad they made that song real.â
she laughs lightly, low and slow and dizzy. then she apologizes quietly for being a pain about everything. then she asks him to tell everyone that she really appreciates the invitation, but she canât hang. he will.
he says, âhey, before you go to sleep.â
tim has likely been eating his body weight in gingerbread all night, but she likes strong flavors and it feels sharp ended like stars. his hair crushed against her head and this was an unfamiliar, surprising custom that she blinked over. this closeness. this buoy knocking of skulls.
ânobody thinks thereâs a way youâre supposed to feel about anything, but iâll still leave out the part where you started crying.â
kissing would be easier. would at least give her something to do with her hands.
âthe patienceâs actually kinda annoying,â he admits, âgive it a few hours over breakfast and youâll be begging to get called out.â
yet as is historically true for her, the long way out is objectively the best way.
âyou think itâs a little stupid, right?â she asks hesitantly.
tim doesnât give her what she wants. he keeps his face the same.
âhow you feel doesnât have anything to do with whatâs stupid or not.â
âi know better.â
âhow you feel doesnât have anything to do with knowing shit either.â
âtim,â she shuts her bird egg eyes, âdo you remember what happened?â
âi remember what i think happened.â
âwell, i remember everything. i remember it all super clearly.â
â . . . i believe you.â
she opens her eyes.
27 notes
·
View notes
Text
Also I think workplaces should either have parking or compensate you for the time you spend driving around looking for parking + the money you spend on parking for work
#drove around the city for half an hour looking for parking and you bet your ass Iâm putting that on my time sheet#bc I arrived to work early. not my fault youâre making me work in an active church#also I think every city should have at least one garage. or more than one street that has more than 2 hour parking#like man im used to parking a 15 min walk from things im not upset abt that#but i am upset abt having to drive around scared not knowing of anywhere im allowed to park#update: walked the 15 mins to work and now thereâs parking. Iâm so upset actually#wouldnât make sense to move my car now bc itâs either walk back now or after work. plus Iâve paid for that spot already#and like another thing that grinds my gears about it is#I work at a separate location an hour away one day a week. that gets 0 clients#Iâm here just in case someone shows up. which is great in that I get a calm space to do my homework n get paid#itâs like. my job here isnât clients my job is Drive. my job is Stress About Parking. thatâs the trade off#worth it ig as long as I stay safe but on principle itâs frustrating#itâs hard to fully enjoy the secluded space when I have such a hard time getting here. itâs a bad start to my day#idk. itâs my favorite workday of the week bc it isnât work. I get paid to travel essentially#and to do work thatâs unrelated to my job lmao#I just think people should be allowed to park at or near their jobs is all#the emotional labor of like risking my life and car to get to work is almost on par w the emotional labor of when I actually have to work#mine#txt
1 note
·
View note
Text
My birthday is tomorrow.
What do I do for it?
#twitchy talks#Thinking what to play if I stream#Finish KinitoPET?#Don't feel like finishing DeadPlate at this point because sore spot with someone#Play Super Monkey Ball again?? Didnt I do that last year?#Speedrun Megaman 2 again? Think I also did that last year. You can only destroy your favorite line so many times#Actually play Indigo Park? I don't know if I wanna play a new game blind for my birthday#At least not IP#Maybe I can grab friends for Phasmo or Content Warning#Or draw#Or just fuck around in VRChat#No Terrors of Nowhere though#Not terror nights. Probably nothing interesting#I would show off my Chao Garden but my Steam ver save got wiped in the drive transfer#And I doubt anyone wants to watch nine hours of babies#I would watch 9 hours of babies though#Just thinking out loud here#Not like I'm doing anything special with family no one will be around#Completely forgot we celebrated my birthday like two weeks ago#It didnt feel anything special#In fact I snapped at someone hated someone being there and almost took a lap around the block to cool off so someone else didnt steal front#Wanna do at least something#I'll figure it out when I get there
1 note
·
View note
Text
â„ being kento nanami's wife
warnings: nanami being the best husband ever, mentions of overstimulation, mentions of breeding, nanami lowkey being a sugardaddy
MDNI | 18+ content
word count -> 591
Kento Nanami fucking loves his wife.
Everything about her was perfect, right down to the letter. The way your hair framed your pretty face just right made it look like a framed painting in the Met. The way your eyes shined like the most expensive gems in the whole world whenever you saw him after such a long day in the office. The way you would bound towards him the second Nanami entered his house, tackling him against the wall with hugs and kisses and his favorite dinner on the table that only you could properly make.Â
The way you dressed up for him, no matter how silly his requests were. He brings home a new designer dress? Youâre throwing a nice belt over it so it shows off the waist that Nanami so loves to caress and hold. He got you some new pumps? Youâre walking around in them for at least a couple of weeks; the way your ass looked even better due to the arch support in the heels. Has he bought you new and expensive lingerie from Paris? Youâre all dressed up for him, displayed on the silk sheets of your Alaskan king mattress, looking like a present for him to unwrap. Nanami loved that he didnât even have to ask you for these things; you just did them to make him happy. You, the most perfect wife, knew precisely what he wanted the minute he wanted it.Â
And you were so good in the bedroom, so well-behaved, always doing exactly what he wants with no questions asked. Nanami wants you from behind? Ass up, face down in seconds with your dripping cunt on display for him to play with at his whim. Angry at a coworker that was being an asshole to him? Heâs taking his anger out by fucking you stupid, your pretty wrists bound above your head with his spotted tie as he ranted and complained about his coworkers while pistoning in and out of your pussy without a thought for how many orgasms youâve already had. Did you complete all your chores today and got caught up on tomorrow as well? He has you sitting on his face, riding his tongue as he desperately laps at your delicious arousal, his strong hands wrapping themselves around your plush thighs so you couldnât squirm away.Â
His cock was so painfully huge as well, long and girthy and oh so veiny with the prettiest pink tip that was constantly kissing your cervix. Nanami thinks itâs adorable how you swore up and down that you could handle his dick every time, babbling nonsense into his ear as he fucked you so expertly with his appendage. Your nails scratching and clawing at his back as your legs wrapped around his thin waist, shaking and twitching as another orgasm hit you like a runaway train. You could never say no to your handsome husband, but he always knew when you wanted to stop cumming and just cuddle, usually after heâs cum inside of you a couple of times.
His muscular frame cuddles you every night, no matter the temperature of the room. His arms pull you against his chest, scared you would disappear once morning came. Nanami often fell asleep to the sound of your cute little kitten snores, mesmerized by how his hickeys danced a ballet on your pretty neck. Every morning, he would wake up, and you would be in the kitchen, happily making his breakfast and humming a little tune.
Fuck, Kento Nanami fucking loves you.Â
#jjk smut#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#nanami kento#jjk kento#nanami smut#nanami x reader#kento nanami smut
6K notes
·
View notes
Text
kinda sorry - firefighter!rafe
-
summary: After months of a cat & mouse game Rafe finally gets his favorite waitress alone. He doesnât even care if itâs at his place of work.
warning: 18+, firefighter!rafe x waitress!reader, fem reader, SMUT! these people are freaks!! dirty talk, oral, cum play & eating (Iâm so sorry?), praise kink, fingering, cursing, p in v
an: hiiiii this is so smutty I actually need to repent my sins. I promise Iâm working on the next part of cherry wine I just cannot figure out how to end it so in the mean time enjoy another firefighter rafe fic. Does it kinda suck ? yeah.
-
You wiped the same spot on the counter for the fifth time as you looked at the clock on the wall behind you. It was already fifteen past seven and they werenât here yet. You were starting to get antsy. They always showed up at seven like clock work and you hadnât seen them leave for a call. No flashing lights and loud sirens had been heard or seen.
God you felt pathetic. When did your life come this?
Pining over a hot firefighter who worked across the street and probably only acknowledges your existence for free slices of pie and haphazard flirting. He was so handsome youâd let him flirt with you for free pie any time. You really did feel pathetic, but it had been a long time since a very attractive man made your palms sweat and stomach flutter. Even if there was a chance it was all just out of boredom on his end.
When that hope in your chest that theyâd come began to diminish you looked up one more time, just in case. Thatâs when you spotted the group men walking out of the fire station across the street. A smile involuntarily appeared on your lips. Your favorite part of the week finally arrived.
Youâve been working at Pennyâs since high school so you were familiar with the little routine the men across the street carried on. You had grown up with most of the guys having known them since you were a teenager. A couple of them now even being your old classmates. Except for him.
Rafe had started a few months ago and you hadnât stopped thinking about him since his first visit to Pennyâs. It was rare to see a handsome face like his in this small town. It was rare to see a new face period.
You spotted him right away. He could surprisingly pull off the buzzcut and mustaches always did something for you. He was tall with big arms, how could anyone not like him.
From behind the register you watch through the windows as he laughed at something one of the other guys said rubbing his hand over his mustache. A habit you noticed he had. God did he look as handsome as ever. You wanted to know what his mustache felt like against the skin of your neck and against your inner thighs.
The bell above the door rang as the group of men walked into the small diner. You pretended to be busy by wiping the spot next to the one that you had spent the last fifteen minutes on. Doing your best to seem nonchalant like you hadnât been anticipating their arrival all day by staring out the windows. You would never do something like that.
You looked up and smiled at the familiar faces welcoming them in. They greeted you as they walked to their usual booth in the corner.
Rafe was the last to walk in giving you a smirk and a small nod as he passed. His navy blue tee shirt fit tightly over his chest and biceps. Always a sight for sore eyes. You were practically drooling, you wanted to bite him. Wanted to feel his big hands all over your skin.
You cleared your throat and took a deep breath feeling your cheeks get hot. You needed to push those thoughts away or youâd do something embarrassing. Brushing your hands on your apron you approached them, pulling out your favorite pen and sticker covered order book.
You may or may not have put a little more effort into your appearance today. For no particular reason of course, but if he was going to flirt with you then you might as well play into it. At least thatâs what you told yourself when you applied lashes and added some blush to your cheeks.
âHey guys, what can I get you all to drink?â You asked once standing in front of the table as if they didnât order the same thing every time.
âIâll take a coffee my dear,â Captain Morales said smiling. Heâs known you for years now and looked out for you as if you were his own daughter.
Rafe was last to order. That smirk making itâs way to his lips again, âIâll take a coffee y/n,â His eyes lingered on your glossy lips. Little did you know that he was thinking about how he could just eat you up.
As his eyes raked over you face he didnât miss the red tinge in your cheeks. Heâd do anything to make it an even deeper red. Specifically have you blushing profusely under him or even on top of him. Then he started to think about you bent over and ready for him.
âComing right up!â You said sweetly before heading off to get the coffees breaking whatever trance he was in.
-
Wednesdayâs had become Rafeâs favorite day of the week. Not only was it technically his friday but he got to see his favorite girl. He always thinks about the first time he saw you. You were arguing with a customer who thought their expired coupon should still be valid. He watched as the guy threw his soda at you and before him or any one else could step in you punched the guy in the nose and dragged him out by his collar. The idiot cradling his nose bleeding nose.
That has been the hottest thing Rafe had ever witnessed.
âNow itâs free! Never come back dick head!â You yelled at him as you stomped back into the diner. After spending a few minutes in the back changing into a tee shirt you had in your locker you went to their table. Your tough demeanor had vanished and you held a soft smile on your face. Thatâs when he knew he was fucked.
-
Y/n walked back behind the counter to grab mugs and the coffee pot. You knew youâd probably have to make another fresh pot after serving them. Your best friend, Grace, had returned from her break and was wiping menus staring at the table of men.
âMatt looks so good. If we donât get laid by these hot men we need to quit and become nuns,â Grace said quietly as she eyed the firefighter sheâs had her eye on since he moved to town a few years ago.
Y/n snorted, âIâve given up on mine. Itâs been months and itâs just flirting and checking me out,â she shrugged, âOur hook ups and incredibly romantic dates will remain in my fantasies.â
âDonât say that when Iâve been waiting a year now for mr brown eyes,â Grace huffed, âWhy doesnât he do anything. He acts like Iâd say no to him.â
âYou could ask him out,â You said handing her three mugs to help you take everything. Mostly so she could get closer to Matt.
She laughed dramatically, âYouâre so funny Y/n! And after that Iâll call my dad since weâre saying things that are never going to happen.â
âOh come on he could never say no to you,â You encouraged.
âThen you ask blondie out.â
You stared blankly at her.
She snorted, âThatâs what I thought. Lets just continue to admire from afar so the hottest men weâve ever seen donât reject us.â
You followed behind her with a sigh. Itâs not like you hadnât thought about asking Rafe to hang out. Itâs just that you had that nagging feeling in your chest that maybe he didnât want to see you anywhere outside the diner. You cleared your throat to rid the anxiety that began to bubble in your stomach. You didnât have time to over think that right now.
Grace placed one of the cups in front of Matt and he looked up at her with a shy smile, thanking her softly. They were two idiots in love.
âAre we ready to order?â You asked after filling the last mug.
âYes maâam,â Stanford said. One of the other older fire fighters.
It was always hard paying attention to their orders when Rafeâs ocean eyes were boring into you. He always had that affect of turning you into complete mush.
âFor you Rafe?â You asked tilting your head to the side slightly.
A teasing smile pulled at his mouth, âBacon cheeseburger with fries please.â
âNo onions?â
He nodded. His pants getting a bit tight at the thought of you remembering something about him.
âYou got it, Iâll put this is for you boys.â You smiled an walked away. A little extra sway to your hips hoping Rafe was watching but hoping you werenât making a fool of yourself.
-
A slap to the back of his head got Rafe out of his trance. He ducked rubbing his head turning towards the culprit. His wonderful view of your ass ruined.
âOw?â He muttered looking over at Miguel next to him.
âAre you just going to check her out every fucking week or are you going to do something?â He asked with a teasing tone.
Rafe ran a hand through his hair, âI donât have time for a girl right now.â
âYouâre such a fuckin liar,â Morales laughed as he sipped his black coffee.
Rafe rubbed his face, âIâm working on it okay.â
Morales smirked knowing he was getting under his skin, âYou and baby face over here need to grow a pair or someone else is gonna realize how wonderful those women are and beat you to it.â
âHey what do I have to do with this,â Matt muttered rubbing his mustache.
Miguel laughed, âDude Grace has been pining for you for forever and donât act like you donât feel the same.â
His began blushing at the thought of her, âWhatever. Sheâs too good for me anyways.â
âSpare me the pity party Anderson and ask the woman out,â Morales said and then pointed at Rafe, âAnd you. Do something or donât. Donât string her along with whatever flirting shit you do.â
Rafe huffed, âYeah Yeah.â
He turned to look for you tuning out whatever new conversation started between the men. He found you laughing with Grace as you both rolled napkins with silverware. He loved your laugh and your smile. It was so infectious and warm. Rafe had no idea he could feel this way towards someone.
At first it was all lust. Your attractiveness captivated him, especially knowing you didnât put up with anyoneâs shit but also still a complete sweetheart. He moved to this town because he needed a fresh start. He didnât expect to pine after a woman who was way too good for him.
Rafe continued to watch as you walked around helping other customers. The sway of your hips made him want to grab onto them. Pull you against him as he kissed down your neck from behind. Heâd love to hear your laugh as his mustache tickled your ear. He could already see how pink your cheeks would get at the dirty words heâd whisper in your ear if you let him.
You had no idea that you could have him on his hands and knees for you.
-
Captain Morales had paid for their dinner and they had gone back to the station. Of course the meal was filled with Rafeâs longing glances towards you. Some not so subtle flirting on his end, you of course didnât do it back in front of the other guys. But when theyâd al go outside to wait for the captain to pay he would linger as you wiped down their table.
That nights conversation had firmly planted that seed of hope. Hope that heâd finally pull a move on you since there was a fundraiser barbecue at the station this weekend. Obviously you would be there because you would never miss an opportunity to support your community. It had nothing to do with the fact that Rafe was going to be there.
âYouâre coming this weekend right? Or do they have you working?â He had asked with a smirk.
You shook your head with a teasing smile, âNot working, donât worry Iâll be there.â
âGood.â
âGood?â You teased tilting your head a little in a questioning manor.
He nodded, âIâd be bored without my favorite girl.â
You huffed a flustered laugh, âYou mean server?â
He shook his head, âI meant what I said.â
-
Rafe watched as you laughed with Mrs.Garcia about something as you helped pass out desserts. It had been almost three hours since the fundraiser started and he had gotten to talk to you only a handful of times.
He was put on grill duty and you had been pulled in all directions by people. Rafe liked the small town atmosphere of the place and it was one of the reasons why he was glad he got hired at that station, but now he was starting to hate it. Why did everyone have to know you and take you away from him.
You were just as disappointed as him. Every time you would try and make your way to the grill someone would pull you to help with something or the kids would want you to watch their dance routine they made up. You could feel his eyes on you and when you looked back at him heâd smirk. That stupid devilish handsome smirk.
The sun had begun to set and people were starting to clear out. You looked around and found Rafe helping take down all of the tables and put away chairs. Being ordered around by Captain Morales. You sighed, maybe you and Rafe were always meant to just have flirty banter. Nothing more.
You didnât want to wait around until he was free again and you didnât want to bother him so you accepted your fate. Before you left you wanted to use the restroom so you made your way into the firehouse.
Once Rafe was done helping clean up he looked around for you. He didnât see you anywhere. His chest filled with disappointment as to how the night went. He thought this would be his chance to talk to you outside your job and maybe even take you home. His disappointment was clear on his face as he continued to look around as if youâd come out of thin air any moment.
Beside him someone cleared their throat, âShe went inside a couple minutes ago,â Captain Morales said.
Rafe looked over at him with furrowed brows, âhuh?â
âYour girl. Sheâs inside. Now hurry before you miss your chance,â He nodded towards the open door.
Rafe laughed, âHow do you even-â
âSon you two look at each other like you both hung the moon Iâd be an idiot to not know. Now please go get her I donât want to have to deal with your attitude later if you miss your chance.â
Rafe nodded his head with a wide smile, âYes sir.â
He made his way into the firehouse to look for you. Hopefully you hadnât slipped by him. As he turned the corner to where the restrooms were he found you standing looking at some pictures hanging on the wall.
He stood there for a minute just admiring you. Your soft cheeks and long lashes. Your long smooth legs in that sundress that looked a bit too short and tight on you. It made something in his stomach stir. He cleared his throat to gain your attention.
Your head snapped towards him. Eyes widening in surprise, you werenât expecting him. Rafe walked over to stand by you and see what you were staring at. It was a picture of the whole station. Then a picture of him and a couple other guys.
âStaring at me huh?â He asked with a smirk.
You rolled your eyes playfully, âYou wish Cameron.â
âI do.â He turned to look at you. That dreamy look in his eyes, âYou almost got away from me today.â
You laughed softly, âSorry. I was trying to come up to you but you know how it is.â
He nodded, âThatâs the unfortunate thing about liking a girl everyone loves. You couldnât help the hear that creeped up your neck at his confession.
He didnât let you say anything as he continued, âGuess that just means Iâll need to take you out on a date to get you alone.â
You let out a surprised huff, âOh yeah? Well weâre alone right now.â You looked around making a show of it.
He smirked, âSo you donât want to go on a date with me baby?â
This man was going to be the death of you, âOf course I do. Been waiting for you to ask.â
He laughed and took a step closer to you, âSorry itâs taken me so long. I liked that little dance we were doing, but let me make it up to you.â
Your body was on fire at everything he was saying. This man had to have been created in a lab with the way he was speaking to you. He was walking closer to you now and you took a few steps back until your back hit the wall of the hallway.
âHow are you gonna do that hm?â You tried to play cool as if your pulse wasnât racing in anticipation. Now you werenât usually a girl that hooked up with a guy before going on a date but that was going all out the window today if Rafe wanted to have his way with you.
He reached forward and stroked your cheek with his thumb. His eyes going down to your lips. His tongue poking out to wet his bottom lip as your parted, âBy fucking you.â
Your eyes widened slightly. Thighs clenching at his non filtered confession, he really was done playing the cat and mouse game. You didnât even care. Your brain became complete mush and you would let him fuck you in this hallway right now if he wanted to.
âYou gonna let me do that hm?â He asked as if he didnât already know the answer by the way your thighs clenched and your nipples hardened underneath your dress.
You nodded slowly as if you were under a spell. Your heart was erratic as you pictured this tall handsome man fucking you in his big arms. You could cum just thinking about it.
His thumb tugged gently as your bottom lip, âWords baby come on.â
âYes please,â You said softly.
Thatâs all he needed to hear before he took your hand and dragged you into the room next to you. It was one of the rooms where they came to sleep during over night shifts. It had a desk, bunk beds, and one single bed. He locked the door behind him before pushing you up against the desk. Rafe and you were panting and you hadnât even touched each other yet.
He cupped your face in his hands and groaned, âYouâre so beautiful I canât keep my hands to myself anymore.â
âThen donât,â You murmured in a haze as he dove in to capture your lips in his.
He groaned and moved his hands down to your waist and then to your hips. Pulling you even closer to him as you parted your mouth to let him have more access. He was everywhere and it felt so good. His tongue explored your mouth as his hands grabbed and squeezed at your body. The light whimpers and moans leaving your mouth sending him into a frenzy.
He pulled away with hazy eyes and swollen lips, âFuck Iâve been thinking about this for long.â
You nodded your head rapidly, âMe too.â You said breathlessly. You felt like you were in a Rafe enduced trance. He moaned at the sight of your swollen lips and the strap of your dress had fallen in the haste.
He pushed you back so you were sitting on the desk now with him between your parted legs. He leaned forward and began pressing open mouthed kisses to your neck. You tilted your head back giving him more room. Your fingers tangled in his hair. Tugging when he kissed that one particular spot below your ear. He bit at your neck and you gasped as his tongue soothed the sting. You had never been so turned on in your life, and he hadnât even touched you really.
That changed when his hands slid down your hips to your thighs. He squeezed them loving the feel of them. Rafe couldnât wait to have them wrapped around his head, he wanted you to suffocate him. He needed you to suffocate him with your pussy.
He played with the hem of your dress as he kissed your collarbone. He was being a tease, âI thought the teasing was over.â You mumbled with hooded eyes. You wanted him to just shove the dress up and fuck you.
He chuckled against the swell of your breast that he had been peppering with kisses, âPatience sweetheart. Iâll fill you up with my cock, tongue, and fingers in no time.â
You moaned at his words as he slipped the straps of your dress down and tugged the top part down to reveal your tits. He groaned at the sight of your perked nipples and leaned down taking one in his mouth. His other hand reaching for the other and brushing his thumb over the sensitive bud.
The moans that left your mouth were pornographic. It was like you had been touched in years which was only partly true.
âMmm youâre so sweet,â He groaned as he moved to the other one.
You sighed with pleasure, âI need you.â
He laughed softly going back to kiss you, âDonât worry baby Iâll give you what you need.â
His big hands grabbed your hips and pulled you off the desk in a swift motion. You thought he was going to take you to the bed and finally have his way. You should have known better with him, youâre starting to get that Rafe loves the anticipation. The chase of it all because he turned you around so his chest was on your back.
You could feel him aching agains your lower back. He felt so big and your mouth watered at the thought. You barely had any time to question what he was doing when you felt him press kisses from in between your shoulders and down your back. As he did he gently pushed you down to be basically bent over the desk. Then he was kneeling behind you.
His hands stroking your thighs as they shook in anticipation. He playfully bit your butt with a small groan. Rafe pushed your dress up to rest around your waist. Almost on instinct you arched your back and pushed your hips towards him. Needing for him to do something.
âPlease Rafe,â You murmured desperately.
He grinned sweetly, âYou sound so pretty asking nicely baby.â He reached his hand down to lightly stroke you over your underwear.
You gasped at the minimal contact. Then he was fully rubbing circles onto your clit. The wet patch at your center growing. He pulled your cheeks apart as he dove in and pressed wet kisses to your clothes pussy.
âFuck,â He groaned, âLet me have a taste yeah?â
You whined. Literally whined, âPlease Rafey please please.â You never thought you could be this desperate for a man. You could feel his smirk against your cunt.
He slid your panties to the side and dove in like a starved man. You gasped in surprised not expecting him to go all in since he had been teasing so much, but youâd thank God every day for it. You already knew youâd be thinking about his mouth for the rest of your life.
Rafeâs tongue massaged your clit in the best way and with the position his nose nudged at your entrance. His hands reached up to grab a handful of your ass and squeeze making you moan louder.
The room was filled with the sounds of his sucking and lapping as well as your whines. His hand then came down to slap one cheek. A motion that made you push yourself against his mouth even more.
Rafe would be a happy man if this is the way he went out. Drowning in your pussy. Your juices dripping down his chin as he mercilessly worked his tongue over you. The groans he let out adding to the pleasure.
Pressure built up in your lower stomach as that knot of pleasure tightened. You had never gotten so close so fast besides with your own hand. The way this man was lapping you up had your legs shaking.
âYes Rafe!â You exclaimed, âGonna cum!â
Your head flew back as your eyes shut in pleasure. The white hot euphoric feeling of your orgasm taking over.
âMhmmm,â He groaned as he continued to lick and suck, âFuck baby so good.â He mumbled as he continued his ministrations prolonging the intense feeling.
He pulled away once he had cleaned you up of everything you gave him, âSuch a messy girl huh,â He mumbled as he pulled your hair so your back was against his chest again. Your head tilted back onto his shoulder. Rafe had a way with words, it had your mind in a haze.
He moved his hand to cup your face and tilt it towards him even more so he could capture your lips in his. The kiss was sloppy and so hot.
You pulled away slightly and mumbled against his lips, âPlease please fuck me Rafey.â
He but his lip and groaned, âOf course baby anything you want.â
You expected him to shove his pants down and stuff his cock in you but you should have known him better. He spun you around so your back was pressed to the desk again. He tapped on the back of your thighs to get you to sit on it again and as you did he mumbled, âSo obedient.â
The scene in front of him looked so vulgar. You were sat at the desk with your dress bunched around your stomach. All the delicious parts Rafe wanted to dive into exposed. He took a mental picture to remember it even though this definitely wouldnât be the last time heâd have his way with you.
You reach out for him and tugged at his shirt wanting it off. He smirked as he took the hint and pulled it off. The sight of his toned chest and broad arms had you gushing all over again.
âWe should be quick now before they come looking,â He muttered as he began to undo his belt. He pulled his pants and boxers down to rest around his ankles. His cock on full display for you and you bit your lip as you took in the sight. Glassy eyes widening at the size, you had never seen one like that.
He tugged at it a few times to relieve the tension. The way you were looking at him was making his ego grow, and Rafe didnât really need that.
Grabbing where your knees crease he pushed your legs up so your feet were almost flat on the desk. Your core glistening and on display for him.
âFuck I canât wait to be in that nice wet pussy,â He couldnât away. He let you hold yourself up now as he grabbed himself and began sliding his tip through your folds. You let out small whimpers at the feeling. Then rubbed it over your clit, making you even wetter.
Rafe was having the time of his life. You felt so good against him he never wanted to stop. The way your nipples perked and your eyes practically watered in pleasure.
âYouâre so wet baby,â He slipped the tip into your entrance, âmmmph feel sâgood huh.â He smirked cockily as he pushed himself in deeper and deeper.
Your brows furrowed in pleasure as he stretched you deliciously. His thumb finding your clit and rubbing soft circles. Your head fell back with a sigh as he bottomed out.
He leaned forwards and kissed you softly as he started moving. You both moaned as he pushed back in hitting that sweet spot. He pulled away and leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth. Sucking and gently tugging.
Your hands were tangled un his short locks. As his movements grew faster and harder your hands moved all over. His shoulders, chest, back anywhere you could touch. Your nails leaving crescents in his skin as he continued to mumble obscenities into your ear.
âso good babyâ âthe most perfect pussyâ âmy good girl letting me fuck her so wellâ
The feeling of euphoria increasing as he continued. Rafe groaned as he felt you tighten around him. He was regretting one thing right now and that was waiting this long to fuck you.
âMâclose Rafe,â You whined as that familiar feeling spread throughout your body.
âI know,â He panted and started working faster, âCum for me baby come on. I know you can do it.â
His encouragement helped your release. As he felt you orgasm and tighten around him he neared the edge of his own orgasm.
âNeed you to cum in me,â You mumbled as he milked you for all you had.
His eyes rolled back at your statement, âFuuuck.â Then his hips snapped into you a few more times before he released inside you coating your walls in his cum. It felt so good to have him stuffed inside you. His head resting on your chest as he groaned. After a few minutes of your labored breaths Rafe slowly pulled out. The loss of him causing you to whimper and he just smirked.
You thought you guys were done but then Rafe looked down and slipped two fingers inside you.
âOh Rafe,â You gasped, âW-what are you doing?â
He bit his lip as he continued to watch his fingers pump in and out slowly, âFeeling how well you took all my cum baby.â
Then as if he couldnât be hotter and dirtier he removed his fingers and his cum was all over them. He took them and began rubbing it over your clit. The overstimulation made your toes curl and your mouth fall open.
The scene in front of him was so filthy and will be on constant reply for the rest of his life. The entire last hour he would be thinking about that forever.
He removed his fingers and you reached out grabbing his wrist to tug the fingers into your mouth. Licking and sucking his fingers clean.
âDirty girl,â He mumbled as you pulled them out with a pop.
He leaned in and kissed you softly, no more lust behind it. It was something else now. Rafe helped you fix your dress and pull your underwear back on after he pulled his pants back up.
âIâm kind of sorry I didnât take you out first but I also donât regret it because Iâve been wanting to get my hands on you for months,â Rafe said as you fixed your ruffled hair.
You smiled at him, âIâm not at all. You can still take me out and we can do that all over again.â
A loud banging on the door made you jump and rafe whip his head around.
âYou guys done yet? I need a nap,â one of the other guys yelled through the door.
Your face paled at the realization that you might now have been very quiet. Rafe just laughed, âOne minute!â
âOh god. I need to quit my job and move towns now,â You put your hands on your face in embarrassment.
Rafe laughed and kissed the back of your hands that covered your face, âNuh uh. Not running from me now.â
#rafe cameron#rafe cameron imagine#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron fanfic#rafe cameron au#rafe cameron blurb#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron x you#rafe cameron fic#rafe smut
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Ok nobody extrapolate anything about me from this...
The first time you cry in front of the 141:
The first time you cry in front of Ghost it's because you can't fucking take it anymore. All the little things, all the comments you know he didn't mean to hurt, all the conversations you ignored because you didn't want to make him feel like the bad guy, it all comes to a head. You don't even mean it to happen, and you feel like shooting yourself on the spot as soon as the tears start flowing. It feels manipulative. It feels disingenuous. You feel like a piece of shit having him awkwardly bundle you in his arms as you break down sobbing over a topic that normally would mean nothing to you. And it all comes out. All the worries and slights you ignored, all the fears and doubts, all the things that made you question if you could ever even start to bring up with him. Like throwing up, once it starts you can't stop it.
He looks like you've hit him when you finally escape his bear hug. You barely get the chance to take it in before you're thrust back into sobbing hysterics, blubbering out apologies, how you feel like you're manipulating him, how you're a bad partner, how you're sure he's going to realize he doesn't want you and leave. You barely hear the rough "Jesus Christ" over your own hiccuping.
Ghost shuffles the two of you over to grab you a t-shirt to blow your nose in while you're sniffling and wiping at your eyes. You feel pathetic having him hold the fabric to your face and telling you to blow.
"Didn't know ya made this much snot love," he jokes.
"You're dot funny," you whine, nose still clogged with wattery mucus as your tears finally start calming down.
"I know," he grumps.
"You're mad at me," you sniffle.
"I'm not," he sounds mad, "mad at myself. Shoulda seen ya keepin' things to yourself, I'm glad ya finally told me." His scarred mouth screws to one side. "Just gotta work on makin' sure we don't get to this point again."
-
The first time you cry in front of Soap it's because you're so fucking mad at him. He's arguing with you over nothing, the same way he always does when he's in a bad mood. Finding little things that dig at you and twisting just enough to make it not his fault when you snap. Back and forth with your barbs until you got to bed angry.
You can feel the tears burning at your waterline before they spill and you know your hot cheeks don't bode any better. You're not yelling but you almost wish you were, at least of you were yelling at each other it might make you feel better about the sudden waterworks. You hate when this happens. Too big an emotion in the body, it has to come out somewhere, you suppose this is just the quickest avenue. The way Soap's face drops from anger to concern pisses you off though.
"Hen, are ya-"
"I'm so fucking mad right now," you assure him, "don't look at me, don't even acknowledge them."
"Ah dinnae ken," His voice is getting softer, it only makes you more upset, "Oh my bonnie, ahm sorry ah didnae think this would hurt ya so bad."
"Fuck off," you try to push past him to lock yourself in the bathroom and he catches your arm to pull you against him. "Fuck off!" You shriek, pushing at him.
"No," he holds you a little tighter, "my mam would 'ave my heid hearin' ah let ya walk away from me like this, yer stayin' 'ere."
"I will fucking skin you Mactavish," you struggle harder.
"Aye anno, now shut up an' quit yer kickin'."
You do neither of those things.
-
The first time Gaz sees you cry it's because no one's ever seen you before. Even in your best relationships, your closest friendships, no one sees you like Gaz. No one picks you up from work with flowers and takes you by your favorite bakery just so you can have a slice of cake when you watch your comfort show. You're not even through the title music, Gaz sorting through your takeout options after he'd gotten you a "fancy plate" and a small fork to eat with, when you break down in sobs. He's on you immediately, hushing you as he gathers you into his arms. He's so attentive it hurts.
"It's OK baby," he hums, "don't have to talk about it, you just let it out."
God even that gets you crying. You don't have to get your words right or find a way to explain what you're feeling, you can just feel it. You try to think of a way to put it into words but it all lines up wrong, sounds too juvenile, doesn't make any sense even to you. There's no need to say anything though, Gaz just sits there with you, holds you through it as you wet his shoulder with your tears.
You don't even know why you're crying by the end of it, you just kept coming up with other reasons to cry. Jesus you don't think you ever got over your last grandparent dying, or losing that one friend, that's something to unpack later. You feel drained. Literally dehydrated drained. Gaz's shirt is soaked, but he doesn't day anything when you pull back.
He cups your cheek at wipes at the wet stains on your cheek with his thumb, eyes searching yours before he gives you a tight smile.
"Why don't you go take a hot shower, yeah?" He offers, you give him a watery nod, he smiles and pats your knee. "Alright, off you go. I'll be in, in a second."
The second time you cry in front of Gaz it's before he's got you pinned to the shower wall.
-
The first time Price sees you cry it's because you're tired. You're tired of giving everything to this relationship and seeing him leave right when things seem to be falling into place. His phone buzzes in the middle of the night and you don't stop the downpour when he grumbles out a swear and turns on the light. You glare at the ceiling and let the tears flow. It hurts. Tight in your chest. This feeling like you'll never be enough, like he'll always have something more important than you, it kills you. So why can't you leave him?
Are the good times really good enough to make up for the bad?
It makes him stop what he was doing when he sees the resolute grimace and the flow of tears over your cheeks. You shudder in a breath when he sits on the side of the bed. You refuse to look at him.
How could he do this to you?
"Sweetheart," he starts, his voice low, gentling, "I'm sorry."
"You're not." You correct him, "Otherwise you wouldn't keep doing it."
"You want me to choose between you and the world, you know what I'll say." He always sounds so sharp, ready to guilt you into giving up what he wants.
"I'm asking you to choose between me and paperwork," you bite back.
"You don't know-"
"You get phone calls when you're being deployed." You remind him, "You get reminders when papers are due." You turn to glare at him. The look on his face twists like a knife in your chest. You're dead on the money, and it's killing him. "So can this really not wait until the morning, are you really that eager to be rid of me?"
"I'm sorry," he tries again, toeing off his shoes, "you're right, I hadn't noticed." You turn over as he climbs under the duvet again. You fold your legs up as his arm drapes over you hip and he curls around you. His lips touch your shoulder, a silent plea for forgiveness. "Let me make it up to you, no more running into red tape I promise."
You don't bother agreeing to empty promises, but the next day he's had the paperwork sent from the base. The same the next day. Price always told you working from home didn't suit him. Waking you up with a cuppa on the other hand and walking you to the station does though.
He makes good on his promise, he doesn't run off until the next call comes in.
#cod x reader#x reader#simon ghost riley#ghost mw2#simon ghost riley x reader#john soap mactavish#ghost x reader#soap mw2#john mactavish x reader#soap x reader#kyle gaz garrick#gaz mw2#kyle garrick x reader#gaz x reader#captain john price#price mw2#captain price x reader#price x reader#cod headcanons#gn!reader
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
WHEN YOU'RE MAD AND USE THEIR FULL NAME
how the blue lock boyfriends react when you're mad and use their full name
pairings: isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro and itoshi sae x gn!reader (separate) | warnings: little arguments, angst if u squint, reader is kinda hot headed? lol, mostly fluff and the boys wanting to be in your good graces.
notes: did i kick depression in the ass to finish this? not really. but it worked, and here i am! this is my nagi seishiro debut omgggg hopefully i did him justice and he's not too ooc. also new design for the scenarios to match my theme. enjoy, lovelies! let me know if you'd like especific scenarios and send me an ask :)
masterlist
ISAGI YOICHI
yoichi hoped he would die.Â
really.Â
itâs the least he deserved for making you angry â even more so because he didnât know what made you angry in the first place. he spent the last fifteen minutes excavating his mind to try and remember what could have ticked you off so much that you donât even wanna look at him.
he hates it. isagi needs your eyes on him, needs to hear your voice and touch your skin. and with the way youâre so silent and distant, he might be just like a man in the desert without water.
âbaby,â he looked at you on the other end of the couch, intently watching the tv show in front of you. just a glimpse would make him breathe again. just a nod would ease his nerves. hell, he would even take a glare, as long as you were looking at him.
but he got nothing. zero. nada.
âbaby, please,â he tried again. âiâm sorry. i didnât mean to make you mad.â
you furrowed your eyebrows, but still didnât spare him a glance. he sighed.
âiâll never do it agaiââ
âdo you even know why youâre apologizing, isagi yoichi?!â you asked, exasperated. your boyfriend froze on the spot when hearing his full name, because of course he didnât.Â
as far as he knew, you were having a great day together. he bought you breakfast from your favorite bakery, you made a delicious lunch and then you two went out shopping. he even gifted you with a beautiful necklace after an enthusiastic shop employee offered to show him some piecesâ
oh.
âyou got jealous of the saleswoman?â
âblah blah you got jealous of the saleswoman? heck yeah I did!â you impersonated him with a high pitched, sarcastic voice that showed just how mad you were. âshe was all over you, yoichi, and you didnât do anything!âÂ
he swallowed thickly, daring to approach you on the couch. he hugged your frame, despite the crossed arms in front of your chest making it a little hard.
âiâm sorry, darling. i didnât even notice she was being inappropriate because youâre the only one i pay attention to. and i always figured people would never dare be so bold if youâre by my side and weâre clearly together.â
his sweet words coated you, making you glance away, knowing that looking at his puppy eyes would end you for good.Â
âyou should have done something anyway.â
âi know. i totally should, and iâm sorry i didnât. i never meant to make you feel bad or let people disrespect you.â he rested his chin on your shoulder, breath shuddering right on your ear.
the sincerity in his voice was enough to chip away your anger, and you visibly relaxed in his embrace. yoichi held a breath of relief, knowing he still had to be careful.
âiâm sorry, baby. it wonât happen again. forgive me, please?â he placed a sweet kiss on your cheek, and god, how could you keep being mad like that?
damn isagi yoichi and his genuine blue eyes.
you uncrossed your arms, embracing his instead, and finally looked at him with love again.
âfine. but just because youâre so charming, âichi.â
he chuckled. âyouâre the charming one. iâm totally under your spell, darling.â
and when your lips met, yoichi hoped to keep living just to have more of you.
NAGI SEISHIRO
people would often ask him if his detached, nonchalant persona ever got in his way through his life. seishiro would always say no, because everything and everyone he did care about understood his lazy way and inability to do⊠pretty much everything.
that didnât mean he never made the effort, though. as much as nagi liked to live like a sloth and just go on with his life playing video games, there were still things in his life that were worth it. like football. his friends. and you, of course.Â
ever since you met, seishiro discovered that being with you wasnât a bother. and after he fell in love and you became a couple, he found himself eager to indulge you, even if it meant going out of his way. his friends congratulated him and expressed genuine happiness to see how much he improved, and that, along with your beautiful smile, filled his heart with joy.Â
however, no matter how much he tried, he was stillâŠ
ânagi seishiro.âÂ
a shiver ran down his spine with the sound of your voice, and not the good kind. he had never heard you sound so stern, so angry, so⊠disappointed, even. enough to leave a sour taste in his mouth. so much so he immediately lifted his eyes from his console, only to find your harsh gaze.
âehh? whaâ did i do, angel? donât say my name like that,â he pouted, crawling towards your body splayed on the bed.Â
even when you tried to fight his embrace, nagi took advantage of his large frame to engulf you and lay his head on your chest, so you wouldnât walk away in case you got any angrier.
âbabeeeee,â he whined, hugging you tighter.
âlet go of me,â you said, and he just shook his head. âyou deserve it. you werenât even listening to what i was saying, were you?â
what a hassle. he really wasnât listening, but⊠well, he got way too focused on beating the last boss. could you really blame him?Â
he heard you scoff. âoh, my bad, i should have known it was the last boss. itâs more important than me anyway, right, nagi?â
fuck. fuck. fuck. did he say that out loud? he sounded like a dick. you had every right to be mad and call him by his full or last name.Â
nagi lifted his head from your chest to look at you, feeling his throat tighten with the sight of your teary eyes. guilt gnawed at his chest when seeing how upset and frustrated you were.Â
âeh, âm sorry, pretty thing. i got too caught up ân didnât notice you were talking tâme.â
âam i that invisible to you?â a tear almost rolled down your cheek. seishiro shook his head, a little more exasperated than usual.Â
âhuh? âf course not, angel. yâre never invisible. all i see is you. yâre the most important to me,â he held eye contact, and even though you wanted to tear your gaze away, seishiroâs eyes were more magnetizing than ever, even if your view was a little blurry.
you knew your boyfriend wasnât the type to lie, since he always claimed it was a hassle. you knew you were important to him, but his lack of consideration still hurt.Â
âiâll apologize as many times as you wish. âm sorry for not listening and making you feel bad. i never wanâ you to feel bad, pretty thing.âÂ
nagi used his strength to roll around and switch your positions, in a way you were on top of him instead. he started caressing your hair in a soothing motion, making your eyelashes flutter. âyâcan talk as much as you want. i promise iâll listen tâyou.â
your eyes welled with tears for a different reason, and you hugged the striker as hard as you could. even if he faltered, seishiro never failed to make up to you and make you feel loved.
âpromise, sei?â
âpromise.â
ITOSHI SAE
although sae wasnât exactly smart in the emotions field, he always knew when you werenât happy with something. you scowled, huffed and rolled your eyes, keeping an eerie silence that was only broken when absolutely necessary.Â
at that moment, he was sure you werenât happy with him.
you both kept to yourselves while still at the event, masquerading any problems for the cameras. sae had a hand at the small of your back and he could feel how stiff you were. the midfielder wouldn't admit that seeing you so uncomfortable around him made his heart pang.
at the limo, the path to your shared penthouse was quiet, and you brushed him off when he tried to hold your hand. sae could only stare at his window with furrowed brows, itching to dissipate this awkward atmosphere. he never liked when you were mad, especially at him.
he expected some sort of explosion when you got to your apartment, but you kept your glaze off him, trying to walk to the bedroom for your night routine without even sparing him a word.Â
nuh-uh. that wouldnât do.Â
he held your wrist before you could go, and lightly pulled you so that you were facing him. your eyes widened with the sudden movement, but narrowed as soon as landed on his face.Â
âwhy are you mad?â
you scoffed. the audacity of this man.Â
âyou know exactly why iâm mad, itoshi sae.â
shit, the government name? you were really fucking angry.
âi wouldnât be asking if i knew,â he answered, immediately regretting it when you glared at him, as if saying that wasnât the right answer. âi-i mean⊠i didnât realize what was wrong, amor.â
you walked closer to your boyfriend, making him release your wrist. despite his typical stoic face, sae was clinging to your every word.
âitoshi sae, you can not talk to your little brother like that!â you nearly growled on his face, surprising him. âyou were very rude and condescending, and thatâs no way to speak to rin!â
he frowned. you were mad because of rin? the little green monster inside of him threatened to grow, but he forced him to stay put. sae didnât want to anger you further, so he simply let his hands slither to your hips, pulling you closer to him.
âi donât think i was rudââ you lifted one eyebrow, and he rolled his eyes. âfine. i might have been kinda harsh.â
âand?â you crossed your arms.
he sighed. âi will apologize.â
âiâm serious about this, itoshi sae. i will ask rinââ
âiâll tell him iâm sorry, okay? no need to keep talking about rin.â he interrupted, palms traveling to your ass while he nosed your neck. he planted a small kiss under your ear, huffing a minty breath that made you shudder. sae smirked. âand no need to keep calling me by full name, either. what happened to âcariñoâ?â
you held onto his biceps for some grounding, but still didnât budge.Â
âyou werenât very sweet today, so itâs not fitting.âÂ
he pouted while hiding in your neck, taking full advantage that you couldnât see him, but was quick to withdraw to face you once again, touching your noses. one of his hands cradled your jaw, and you sighed with the pathetic effect your boyfriend had on you.Â
âperdĂłname, amor?â he whispered against your lips, eyes sincere like you knew he could be. your poor little heart could never resist him when he was like this, rarely vulnerable and eager for you.
you gave a long exhale, arms moving to tangle around his neck. and folded.
âas long as you make it right, mi cariño.â
© 2024 itoshiexx. do not plagarise, translate, or repost any of my work on here or other sites.
#blue lock x reader#bllk x reader#blue lock#bllk imagines#blue lock fanfiction#blue lock drabbles#blue lock fluff#blue lock x y/n#blue lock x you#bllk x you#isagi yoichi x reader#isagi yoichi#isagi yoichi x y/n#isagi yoichi x you#yoichi isagi x reader#yoichi isagi#yoichi isagi x you#yoichi isagi x y/n#itoshi sae#itoshi sae x you#sae itoshi#itoshi sae x y/n#itoshi sae x reader#sae itoshi x you#sae itoshi x y/n#sae itoshi x reader#sae itoshi fluff#nagi seishiro#nagi seishiro x reader#nagi seishiro x you
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
beauty and brains || cs55
â summary: carlosâ long term partner is an engineering student, victoriaâs secret model and all around fam favorite. him and a few others surprise her ahead of the singapore gp!
â pairing: carlos sainz x model!student!reader
â fc & warnings: kelsey merritt & none
â requested: yes!! thank you sm for the request and for your patienceđ€
ïŸ. âż àšâ€ïžà§â âż . ïŸ
ynuser has posted to their story
view all story replies
user1: beauty and brains fr
user2: you are everything
yourbff: i canât even imagine the stress of exams and the show
ynuser: i am so stressed but we shall persevere đ last time i ever have to do this!!
yourbff: you have GOT THIS GIRL! you gonna be a graduate so SOON!!!!!
ynuser: going to need some drinks after this is all over
yourbff: say less baby
carlossainz55: my gorgeous girl i canât wait to see you đ€
ynuser: i canât wait to see you in singapore mi amor đ€
carlossainz55: counting down the minutes. i am so incredibly proud of you
ynuser: đ„čđ„čđ„čđ„č donât make me cry carlos
alexandrasaintmleux: youâre going to crush these exams mon ami
ynuser: thank you best friend đ
user3: vs fashion show?! that is huge! im so proud of you đ
user4: omg iâm going to the singapore gp too!!! i hope i see you
user5: you are the blueprint
carlossainz55 has posted to his story
[i am so proud of you my love. the sky is the limit and this only the beginning]
view all story replies
user3: YAYYYY CONGRATS TO OUR FAVORITE PRINCESS
user5: how she managed to get a degree and be a full time model at the same time is so impressive
landonorris: yessssss thatâs our girl letâs gooooooo
carlossainz55: could not be more proud!
landonorris: i am having the hardest time keeping my mouth shut abt the fact that weâre going to her show. she keeps talking about how much she misses you and all of us
carlossainz55: if you tell her iâll drive you straight off track in singapore
landonorris: understood
user6: carlos are you going to the vs show??????
ynuser: i love you so much đ thank you for the flowers, im so glad to have gotten them this morning. i wish you could be here!
carlossainz55: it is the least i could do!! i love you more than words could express. iâll see you soon đ€
lilymhe: you shouldâve gotten her more flowers
carlossainz55: 100 roses is not enough?
lilymhe: nothing is enough when youâre dating the most perfect woman in the world
carlossainz55: i suppose you got me there
scuderiaferrari: we are so proud of y/n!!
user8: begging to know if youâre going to make an appearance at the victoria secret fashion show king
user10: simp âđ»
user11: youâve moved me with this carlos
ynuser has made a post
liked by carlossainz55, carmenmundt, victoriassecret, judebellingham, erlinghaaland, and 764,238 others
ynuser: new york city - itâs time đȘœ
view all 462 comments
user6: ahhhhh itâs vs time!!!
user8: gUYS is carlos going to be there to support her đ
user12: i feel like no bc singapore is right around the corner
user8: ugh yeah true but this is so important and he already missed graduation đ
user12: ik!!! crossing fingers he can make it
user10: the footballers in her likes lol
carmenmundt: so effortlessly beautiful
ynuser: thatâs you carmen đ
carlossainz55: thatâs MY girl
ynuser: yes it is đ€
user9: iâm literally so excited to watch the show later
victoriassecret: canât wait to see you later y/n đ©·
yourbff: so glad to be here with you đ«¶đ»
ynuser: youâre my rock
oscarpiastri: time to shine
ynuser: đ
user10: thatâs our engineering graduate!!! look at her go!!!
f1gossip has made a post
liked by user1, user2, user3, user4, user6 and 12,285 others
f1gossip: đš breaking: carlos sainz, lando norris, charles leclerc, george russell, carmen mundt, and alexandra saint mleux have all been spotted arriving at the victoriaâs secret fashion show in support of y/n y/l/n who will be walking in the show tonight
view all 135 comments
user12: user8 heâs there đ„č
user8: i fully screamed this news made me so happy
user12: we love to see the support đ
user15: no bc iâm about to cry. what do you mean all of them flew out to new york when theyâre supposed to be in singapore in 3 days to support their girl y/n/n?????
user22: no because they clearly love her so much im sick
user16: this is an elite pull by y/n
user4: this is everything to me i hope you understand
user19: praying this brings good karma to carlos in singapore
user18: y/n is so loved
user8: she really is đ
user5: things i will never shut up about: this
lando.jpg has made a post
liked by carlossainz55, ynuser, yourbff, goergerussell63, oscarpiastri, charlesleclerc, and 743,234 others
lando.jpg: even though carlos told me to close my eyes more times than i could count at the show, i wouldnât have wanted to spend 24 hours in nyc with anyone else. congrats to y/n - we all love you muppet
view all 888 comments
user3: he revived lando.jpg to congratulate his friend this is so sweet
user55: CARLOS TOLD ME TO CLOSE MY EYES IM CRACKING UP
carlossainz55: thanks for coming with me mate! and yes donât look at my girlfriend
lando.jpg: my bad mate! i forgot i went to the fashion show to not look at any of the fashion
ynuser: carlos đ
carlossainz55: đ€
user9: who is gonna tell carlos that his girl is a model and itâs literally her job to be looked at in crying
ynuser: landito!!!! i canât express how happy i was to see you all there. thank you for coming my sweet sweet bestie
lando.jpg: y/n/nito!!!! ofc always happy to support you
user8: the way carlando and y/ncarlando are so close is so incredibly important to me
user43: the second pic of y/n and carlos just called me single in 55 different languages
lando.jpg: same
user43: LANDO
oscarpiastri: lily and i wish we could have been there!!! still so proud of you ynuser
ynuser: you were there in spirit, i felt it
use13: iâm not gonna be normal abt this, sorry in advance everyone
ynuser has made a post
liked by carlossainz55, georgerussell63, scuderiaferrari, sabrinacarpenter, zendaya, carmenmudnt, and 976,374 others
ynuser: last night was unreal, a total dream come true. ever since i started modeling it was a dream of mine to walk in the victoriaâs secret fashion show and i did it!! but what made the night even sweeter was all the amazing people who came to support me. to my carlos, thank you for making that happen đ€ see you all in singapore!! i need a nap đŽ
view all 789 comments
user2: you were radiant
user5: the peoples princess fr
carlossainz55: anything for you mi angel
ynuser: iâm the luckiest girl in the world
carmenmundt: iâm so glad i got to be there!!! you are a STAR
georgerussell63: what carmen said!
ynuser: thank you carmen and georgie!! i love you both đ«¶đ»
alexandrasaintmleux: proud is an understatement
ynuser: đ„č iâm so thankful for you
user7: she is the moment
user10: i hope you get the best sleep of your life on that trip to singapore
sabrinacarpenter: gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous
ynuser: đ€
user9: iâm going to miss you when i scroll
ynuser has posted on their story
view all story replies
user3: you need a rest ms girl idk how youâre still standing after exams and the vs show and now traveling to singapore
lilymhe: yayyy lemme come find you
ynuser: yesss please!!! iâm with carmen and alex
lilymhe: yay yay yay yay
user6: praying you bring him good luck today! i am SICK of the dutch national anthem
yourbff: did you sleep the whole flight?
ynuser: omg yes thank GOD. pays to have a bf with a private jet
yourbff; GOOD you needed that
lilyzneimer: iâm so glad youâre here with us đ«¶đ» i missed you
ynuser: i missed you more lils
lilyzneimer: truly not possible
user5: iâm here too!!! hoping to see you ms queen
user9: thank god youâre back in the paddock i missed seeing pics of you there
ynuser has made a post
liked by carlossainz55, scuderiaferrari, landonorris, zendaya, yourbff, lilymhe, and 564,133 others
ynuser: carlos sainz!!! el matador!!!!! oh my god i am speechless!! you did that baby đ€
view all 876 comments
user55: CARLOOOOSSSSSSSS
user6: carlos sainz winner of the singapore gp!!!! breaker of the mv win streak!!!
user8: tell me you all saw the clip of her crying while watching him on the podium
user2: might have been the cutest thing iâd ever seen
user8: i hope a love like that finds me
carlossainz55: you brought me some luck mi princessa đ€
ynuser: no luck needed with a drive like that đ
landonorris: i made the photo dump đ„č
ynuser: of course you did mr podium man
user9: carlando podium is so important to me
yourbff: congrats carlos!!! truly amazing stuff from you
carlossainz55: gracias y/bff
scuderiaferrari: â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
user11: i never thought i would care so much about vroom vroom cars but y/n you have shown me the light
user10: oh i love you two so much
ïŸ. âż àšâ€ïžà§â âż . ïŸ
a/n: thank you for reading!! likes and reblogs appreciated. i do be slow af on here with these requests,, my apologies yâall
ïŸ. âż àšâ€ïžà§â âż . ïŸ
disclaimer: pictures are not mine and everything i write is fiction
© norrisainz33 || please do not rewrite, translate, or copy any of my works posted here on to any other platform
#f1 fandom#formula 1#f1 fanfic#f1 imagine#f1 smau#f1 social media au#f1 x reader#formula 1 fanfic#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 x reader#cs55 smau#cs55 x y/n#cs55 fluff#cs55 imagine#cs55 x reader#cs55 x you#cs55 fic#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz imagine#carlos sainz#carlos sainz smau#carlos sainz social media au#carlos sainz fluff#carlos sainz x y/n#carlos sainz x you
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
NSFW Alphabet - Logan Howlett Edition
Pairing: Logan Howlett/Reader Warnings: AFAB pronouns, breeding mention, pet names, bodily fluids, p in v actions, no protection, overall horniness, 18+ MDNI. Author's Note: This man is renting space in my synapses, send help.
A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
He is so gentle with you, it almost makes you feel like youâre made out of glass. He prefers to hold you close once youâre thoroughly satisfied, enjoying how your body folds into him to be as close as possible.
If you ask him for water and snacks heâs gone within the second, bringing you whatever you need, and then immediately putting you back on his lap so he can feed you. Donât argue with him on this, he wonât take no for an answer.
You collapse against the sheets with a sigh, legs still shaky from Loganâs excellent bedside service. Youâre practically boneless when he pulls you onto his chest, the dark hair tickling your cheek as he cages you in his embrace.
âLogan, Iâm sweatyââ
âDo I look like I give a damn princess?â He grumbles, his hands reaching down to smooth over your hair. âJust let me take care of you, alright?â
Your whining is just for show and he knows this, a small part of you feeling guilty because he always treats you with such respect. Heâs not sure what kind of assholes youâve been dating before but heâs damn certain heâll be the one to teach you how you should be treated.
You melt in his arms, eyes fluttering closed at the feeling of his large hands running down your back. His voice cuts through the silence, far more gentle than youâre used to.Â
âNeed anything else doll?â He asks, to which you shake your head.Â
No, tonight you just need him.Â
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
Heâs an all around man, asking him that is like asking a man to choose between air and food to survive.
He loves playing with your tits, loves biting at the swell of your breasts before sucking on them, loves burying his face in the valley of themâ
He loves using your thighs as an anchor when he eats your pussy, rolling his eyes when they squeeze around his headâ
He loves the sight of your ass bouncing back when he fucks you into the mattress, the sound of your combined hips ringing loudly in his headâ
He really just loves you.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
It only took one time for him to be utterly addicted to your pussy. He refuses to cum anywhere that isnât inside you at least once, just the sight of it falling from your abuser cunt has him going back for seconds. The sloppy sound of your juices and his cum as he thrusts into you is like asmr.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Masochist to the extreme. You kind of had a feeling with the way he shrugs off pain but you didnât know how bad it was until you scratched him just a bit too hard while getting your guts rearranged.Â
Your nails dig into the meat of his arms, a deep-seated groan erupting from the back of his throat at the feeling. Immediately you look down to see the angry red marks left behind that heal within seconds, an apology on your lips interrupted by his voice growling in your ear.
âDo that again.â
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
The man is over two hundred years old, he lays down pipe like a master plumber. Knows all your spots better than you do, knows exactly what gets you going because he can practically taste the arousal in the air. Those senses of his are no joke.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary so he can see your face, doggystyle so he can fuck a hole into the mattress and breed you.Â
Prefers missionary normally if only for the fact that when he puts even half his full weight on your body youâre forced to lie there and take it, unable to so much as squirm while he fucks you within an inch of your life. Enjoys doggy when the beast inside needs to scratch a particular itch that only seeing you ass up with cum dripping down your thighs can reach.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
A wholesome 50/50 of being love-struck and horny, he has his moments of laughter but theyâre almost always immediately followed by pure lust. Youâd think heâd be super serious all the time but heâs surprisingly gentle. He prefers to watch you enjoy yourself, heâs much more of a service top in that regard.
Want him to eat you out until youâre pushing his head away? Want him to fuck you nice and slow, keeping you right on the edge? Whatever your flavor is, heâs down for a taste.
Thatâs not to say he doesnât have his rough moments as well. Itâs very easy for him to lose himself so he tries not to go overboard for your safety, but if you ask him to let loose heâs not going easy on you. Just remember when you wake up unable to walk that you asked for this.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Not groomed at all, just an overall hairy man. Heâs got the prettiest happy trail from his navel to his dick that makes his eyes roll when you drag your nails across it. If it made you uncomfortable heâd make an effort to trim.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Very intimate, wants you to know just how much you mean to him. Even when heâs being rough with you he makes sure that your comfort is priority. Talks you through it.
Youâre face down, ass up, just the way he likes it. Your thighs tremble with the aftershocks of your orgasm, pussy practically drooling for him as your slick dribbles down the plushness of them.
Itâs a sight that Logan could never get tired of.Â
His fingers rub soothing circles around your sensitive clit, gathering your wetness between two fingers and listening to your breath hitch when he replaces them with his cock, lightly prodding at your entrance.
âHow we feelinâ princess?â He asks, coating his length with your juices.Â
You mumble praise into the pillow, and sure he can hear it with his enhanced senses, but thatâs not the pointâhe wants you loud and clear.
Gently he lifts you off the bed, a strong arm around your waist as he rocks himself between your swollen folds, lips trailing at your ear as your head rolls back.
âCome on doll, I need to be able to hear you,â he breathes. âTell me what you want.â
Your hands grab at his arm, a desperate whine on your lips. âFuck me, please.â
His chuckle reverberates in your ear. âThatâs my girl.â
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
When he was younger and still learning how to fight his animal instincts, absolutely. Nowadays he doesnât really think about it, but occasionally Logan will struggle with keeping his thoughts off of you, especially when youâre wearing something nice and he doesnât have the time to drag you back to the bedroom.Â
Heâd prefer if you were the one touching him, but his hand will do for now, if at the very least to hold him over until you get home.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise - Like mentioned before, adores talking you through it. Favorite nicknames for you are princess, baby, and sweetheart, and his voice in your ear is like heaven.
Pain Kink - BIG masochist. Use him like a scratching post, he loves it. Heâll never admit it but if you bite his lip hard enough to bleed heâll moan like a whore.
Primal Play - Come on now, the man is an animal at the best of times and downright feral at the worst. This extends beyond the bedroom too, heâs very protective of his mate girlfriend and would move mountains for her.
Breeding - This is an extension of his primal play, he adores filling you up with his cum, whether or not you get pregnant. Something about the sight of it just screams at him like a claim that only he can give you. Itâs his cum that paints your pussy, and no one else gets to have that honor.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Ideally the bedroom but heâs one of those people that couldnât care less, if he wants you he wants you. Itâs going to be up to you to be the voice of reason, and if that fails? Better learn to keep your volume down.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Domestic acts, making him feel like a normal man rather than the weapon the world wants him to be.Â
Making him breakfast? His hands are playing with your hips the whole time, whispering sweet nothings against the skin of your neck, swaying to the imaginary rhythm he sets. Cleaning the countertops? He drapes his wide frame across your back, pinning you to the cold granite while he tells you how good your ass looks in your pants, heavy hands making it known just how much he appreciates your attire. Bring him breakfast in bed in nothing but an apron? Heâs pulling you into the sheets and not letting you go until youâre screaming his name.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
As much as a masochist he is, the last thing heâd ever do is hurt you. The most you could ever convince him to do is manhandling you or spanking, but the moment he senses anything but enjoyment heâs on his knees apologizing.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Yâall remember what Doja Cat said about big noses?Â
If he passes out between your legs heâll die smiling, if he makes you pass out then heâs never going to let you hear the end of it. Very likely to overstimulate you until youâre pushing him off you, only to pin your hips down and keep on going. Enjoys palming your thighs and burying his face as far into your pussy as he can, his philosophy is if you can still speak heâs not doing well enough.
As for him, he becomes so submissive when you suck him off. Itâs the only time heâs guaranteed to let you take the reins, he prefers watching you work rather than taking over. Tucks your hair back, strokes your head, whispers how good you make him feel and how your mouth feels like heaven. When he cums heâll ask you to open your mouth before swallowing and the sight of your cum-stained lips gets him hard like nothing else.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Normally very sensual, can easily change with the drop of a hat. Long, deep strokes that reach all the right places and make you see stars. Massive service top vibes, one of those lovers that always knows what you need at the moment (he totally canât hear your heart pounding in your chest, no sir.)
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Yes, and proud to admit it too. Always promises that heâll be quick, but it never is. He canât help it, yâknow? You make him feel too good.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Yes, but the catch is you have to tell him. You can throw him every hint in the world but he wonât so much as touch you until you use your words. Logan likes hearing how desperate you are, heâs a bit mean like that.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Why would you ever bother asking that? His limit is when you decide to tap out, if even that.Â
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Didnât really understand and thought you were insulting him at first by offering to use toys in the bedroom. It wasnât until you gave him a show that he realized just how much he was missing before.
If anything, he doesnât feel the need to use them on you, but loves watching you use them on yourself.
The small toy buzzes in your hand, the sound of it ringing loudly in the four walls you call a bedroom. Soft sighs accentuated by needy whines, baby pink sheets snaking around your soft thighs, the muffled sounds of your moans when you bite your lipâ
âFuckinâ Christ,â Logan says, mesmerized at the view, eyes glued to where the vibrator meets your swollen clit. He palms at the tent in his jeans, cock twitching when your back arches off the bed with a cry of his name.
He can fucking smell itâyour arousal, your needâit makes him drunk, intoxicated off your pleasure. It makes his throat go dry, makes him want to crawl over you and keep you locked beneath him, greedily wringing out every last bit of it.
Your voice cuts through the fog of carnality, a gentle distraction from the beast that threatens to break loose with every passing second.
âEnjoying the view?â
He can only bring himself to nod.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Heâs such a fucking tease itâs unreal, but heâs also very impatient. It leads to moments where youâve been edged for so long that tears are brimming your eyes, and when you look at him with those puppy-dog eyes he canât bring himself to hold off any longer, all previous plans discarded in favor of folding you in half and exposing your puffy cunt to his hungry gaze.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He gets louder and louder the longer you go on as his animal side overpowers him. Heâs no stranger to noise but when heâs deep inside you he canât help but resort to grunts and growls of your name, makes it known just how good you feel wrapped around his cock.
I personally like the idea that because of his mutation he follows mating rituals like real wolverines do, so if youâre into that heâs extra loud during mating season, to the point that he has to bury his face into your neck or else the whole building will hear him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Likes it when you wear his clothes because they smell like you afterward. Encourages you to do so, and maybe hides your shirts during laundry day as an excuse (but heâll never admit it.) When youâre not around heâll even hold the fabric to his nose and take a deep inhale, imagining it was you.
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
As mentioned before, an overall hairy man. Strong muscles with a healthy layer of fat, likes to laugh at you when you bury your face between his tits because theyâre nice and soft.
When it comes to his dick he leaves nothing to be desiredâitâs heavy, like real heavy. Nice and girthy with a fat tip that makes your breath catch in your chest every time he glides it in, the slap of his balls against your ass soon following suit. A nice pretty pink with a couple of veins running throughout.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Always when heâs around you, but trained enough to know thereâs a time and place. If he had his way youâd never leave his house, but thatâs also his protective nature talking.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Likes watch you fall asleep first to make sure youâre safe and soundâa bit paranoid and overprotective in that sense, but he canât really help it. Youâre the best thing thatâs happened to him, so it calms him down to know that youâre not going anywhere. Once heâs sure youâre alright heâll go to sleep, preferably with you on his chest.
#robo writes#x men#x men movies#logan howlett#logan howlett x reader#logan howlett smut#james logan howlett#wolverine#wolverine x reader#wolverine smut#hugh jackman#deadpool and wolverine
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
She Was Never Yours
Male OC x Sana
Tags: 16k, smut, cheating, gb, oral, creampie
The story is not ours, we alternate the original story to match our desired settings.
The densely packed car was brimming with excitement as Sana and her boyfriend, Minkyu, sped along the final stretch of highway to their destination. The couple had been looking forward to this camping trip for months, and they could barely contain themselves when the week-long break arrived. This was their third year together, and it had become somewhat of an annual tradition to drive out to their favorite secluded spot to celebrate.
âI canât wait to just be there!â Minkyu exclaimed with enthusiasm.
âYeah!â Sana agreed, adjusting the straps of her white crop top she had just purchased a few days ago and was eager to show her boyfriend. She knew how attractive she wasâpetite and toned, with perky, full breasts and a round ass that always had men stealing glances.
Sana rubbed her smooth thighs together in anticipation. She was looking forward to lots of hot sex this week, as the stresses of their busy lives had left little time for the deed lately.
The car's cabin began to vibrate violently as Minkyu drove off the paved road and into the rocky, open desert. After about a half-hour of off-roading, they'd arrive at the familiar rock formation known as âcampâ.
âWoo! Finally!â Sana cheered as the long drive came to an end. She giggled as her small body bounced around in the seat, the rough terrain testing the limits of the vehicle's suspension. Her swelling breasts were barely supported by the small fabric, threatening to spill out from under her low-cut top.
The towering series of rocks finally came into view, and Minkyuâs heart sank. âShit... I think someoneâs in our spot,â he muttered, squinting to make out the distant objects at the base of the formation. As they got closer, it became clear that their ostensibly hidden, makeshift campsite was occupied. âDammit,â Minkyu cursed under his breath.
âItâs okay, babe. We can find another spot nearby,â Sana tried to mask her disappointment to keep the situation positive.
âI mean... Look around. This is the only decent rock for miles, and having zero shade all day is not gonna be a good time...â He answered with frustration.
Sana peered at the barren desert surrounding them. Her boyfriend was right. Without the dependable stone shelter above them, the blaring sun would get old pretty fast.
âLetâs at least see what their plans are. Maybe theyâre packing up to leave right now,â Minkyu suggested with newfound optimism.
As their car approached the site, the couple got a better look at the unwanted campers. A large trailer sat parked amongst four cars, and some tents, forming a semi-circle around a smoldering fire. Sana counted about half a dozen men scattered around the camp. The sound of obnoxiously loud music soon became apparent, indicating that the group of strangers was partying hard. The ground was littered with empty beer bottles, and two men were chanting at the top of their lungs as their friend chugged one and threw it into the pile.
A tall, shirtless guy was the first to notice the advancing vehicle, and he stood up from his chair to meet the outsiders at the edge of the site. Minkyu came to a stop, and rolled the passenger window down as the stranger approached Sanaâs side of the car. She couldn't help but notice the man's lean, chiseled torso, which appeared to be in excellent shape. âHey,â the hopeful boyfriend greeted.
âWhatâs up,â answered the man. He was clearly intoxicated, and leaned an elbow on the window, getting a little too close for comfort. His eyes widened at noticing Sana and fell to her swelling cleavage before he added, âWhat can I do for you, gorgeous?â
Sana, suddenly feeling quite exposed, blushed and quickly pulled her top up to conceal herself.
âWe were hoping to camp here... How long you guys planning on staying?â Minkyu asked shortly, clearly annoyed that the stranger was openly ogling his girl.
âOh... We just got here this morning. Probably sticking around for at least a few days,â the stranger answered, not taking his eyes off of Sana. He extended his hand to her and smiled, âIâm Yejun by the way. You?â
Sana hesitantly raised her hand to shake his, not wanting to be rude. âIâm Sana...â Yejunâs hand was warm and coarse, dwarfing her own. An awkward moment passed when she met his piercing eyes. âOh! And this is my boyfriend, Minkyu.â Sanaâs heart was racing. Something about the way this guy was staring at her made her feel like prey. An anxious tingle ran down her spine as she tried unsuccessfully to pull her hand away. There was an undeniable hint of excitement though, to feel so intensely desired.
âGood to meet you,â Yejun responded, finally releasing his grip. âAnyway, you guys are welcome to join us, I know the boys wouldnât mind having a beauty like yourself hanging around the camp,â he chuckled.
âNo! I mean... No, we were hoping to have some privacy,â Minkyu stammered.
Yejun laughed. âHey, I get it,â he said, eyes running down Sanaâs body suggestively. âYou know... there's plenty of room. You could just camp on the other side, and you'd barely notice we were here.â
âWeâll figure it out,â Minkyu said hurriedly, abruptly rolling the window up and pressing the gas pedal. Yejun stumbled from his position and disappeared in a cloud of dust behind.
âWhat an asshole...â Minkyu muttered, fuming.
âYeah...â Sana agreed.
âI canât believe how openly he was checking you out right in front of me! Did you really need to have your tits halfway out?â Minkyu accused her.
âI didnât do it on purpose!â She argued. âDonât blame me!â
âIâm just saying guys are gonna get the wrong idea if you donât stand up for yourself,â he added.
âUgh... Whatever. Can we just figure out what weâre doing? Itâs getting late,â Sana stated angrily, crossing her arms and looking out her window at the darkening landscape.
âI guess we better scope out the other side of the rocks... At least for tonight. We donât really have any other options,â Minkyu suggested. A quiet tension was in the air between them. He knew he had fucked up. âSana... Iâm really sorry. I was just mad about the whole situation. Can we please pretend that didnât happen and make the best of our time here?â
âIâll think about it...â Sana muttered. Her boyfriendâs apology was genuine enough, but she needed a minute to cool down.
The couple had reached the far side of the rock formation and were delighted to find that it was an adequate spot to camp. The rowdy campers on the other side could not be seen at all, and there were plenty of spots that offered shade from the sun.
âI think this is gonna work out after all!â Minkyu announced with renewed cheer. He swung his door open and jogged to the bed of the car, rummaging for the cooler. After producing two ice-cold beers, he trotted over to Sanaâs door and offered her one. âPlease forgive me?â
Sana rolled her eyes and gave in. âFine...â She took the drink and cracked it open, enjoying the bubbly beverage that felt so hard-earned. By the time they had both finished their first drink, the couple was back to smiling and hurried to unpack.
The sun was setting as they finished the job, and they enjoyed a second beer while admiring their cozy campsite. Minkyu started a fire while Sana opened the food they had prepared for a simple first-night meal. The pair sat near the flames and munched their dinner, drinking in the vast landscape around them. Sana was about to comment on how soothing the silence was, when they both heard it. The distant booming of the noisy neighboursâ music was even louder than before.
âSeriously?â She cringed at the disturbance.
âI know... But hey... Letâs just try to ignore it. Iâm not gonna let them ruin this for us,â Minkyu encouraged.
âYouâre right. By the look of it, they had been drinking all day and will probably pass out soon,â
âI hope so... Hey babe?â Minkyu, starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, looked at his girlfriend with remorse.
âYeah?â
âI just wanted to say Iâm sorry again for getting jealous earlier. The way that guy was looking at you just really triggered me... and it probably didnât help that he looked like a damn model...â
âAw, I forgive you,â Sana comforted, stroking her boyfriendâs back. âI guess Iâm more used to that sort of thing. Guys are always behaving like that around me, especially drunk ones. But Iâm a big girl; I can handle it. And Iâm not going to lose control just cause some dumb hot guy flashes his abs at me. I love you.â
âI love you too. Thanks. Yeah... I mean itâs hard to fault him... You are sexy as fuck...â
âThanks! Oh, that reminds me,â Sana said, rising to her feet. âI got a little surprise for you under these... Wanna see?â Minkyu nodded, and she began swaying her hips and slowly pulling her top over her head. The young girlfriendâs full, fleshy tits bounced into view, the tiny, triangular fabric of her bikini top barely covering her nipples. Her boyfriend gawked at her admiringly as she turned her back towards him and peeled off her shorts, revealing her perfectly round ass, fully exposed in her g-string.
âDamn... How did I get so lucky?â Minkyu murmured, staring longingly at the striking beauty in front of him, illuminated by the flickering light of the fire.
âYouâre about to get even luckier. Put on a condom and get in that tent, Mister,â Sana ordered playfully. Her boyfriend wasted no time climbing into the small shelter and removing his clothes. Seconds after securing the protection on his modestly sized erection, she climbed on top of him.
The couple kissed each other deeply as Sana ground her hips along his shaft. She was wet, and couldnât wait to feel his cock inside of her. She reached back and took hold of it, positioning his throbbing tip against her slick entrance. With one smooth push, her pussy enveloped the entire length of his cock, causing them both to moan.
Sana rode her boyfriend slowly at first, relishing the feel of his hardness while he gently held her hips and groaned in pleasure. âOh fuck baby, that feels so⊠good,â Minkyu cooed.
âMmm... Yesss...â She moaned back in encouragement, slowly picking up the pace. Her tits swayed as she pressed harder against his pelvis. She was already feeling an orgasm building, and closed her eyes in anticipation. Suddenly, Minkyu moaned loudly and frantically pushed her off of him. Feeling abruptly empty, Sana watched her boyfriendâs covered dick twitch wildly as he came into the condom. She wasnât on the pill, so they were always very safe.
âUnnngh... Fuck... Sorry babe. Shit...â Minkyu cursed under his breath.
âItâs okay,â she tried to reassure him.
âItâs just... been a while, and you look so fucking hot. I couldnât help it...â
âDonât worry about it. Weâve got plenty of time,â said Sana, masking her disappointment. She was still incredibly horny, but wanted to save her release for the next round with him.
Minkyu yawned and rolled onto his side. âI think Iâm gonna pass out. Good night.â
âOh... Okay. Good night babe.â Sana snuggled up against him, her pussy aching with need. Before long, they had both drifted to sleep.
â
Sana was jolted awake by loud, popping, explosive sounds. After a moment of confusion, she gathered that the neighbouring campers were probably setting off fireworks or something. âThose fucking dicks,â she muttered. Sana looked over at her boyfriend, who was still fast asleep. âMinkyu?â She jostled him a bit, but decided to just let him be. He had always been a deep sleeper, even without alcohol, and nothing short of dumping a bucket of water on him would stir him at this point.
Sana tossed and turned in frustration for what felt like an hour. The day had not gone as planned, and now she couldnât even rest up for tomorrow. She checked the time to find it was three in the morning. She decided to have a few more drinks, hoping it would be what she needed to get back to sleep, but it wasnât enough to overcome the disturbing noises. Emboldened by her intoxicated state, Sana decided she was going to give them a piece of her mind.
Slipping back into her shorts and top, and grabbing a flashlight, she started an angry march towards the jerksâ camp. As she rounded the giant rock formation separating the two groups, she realized she didnât really have a plan for what to do or say to them. She mainly needed to vent and let them know what inconsiderate assholes they were.
Eventually, the rowdy campers came into view. Sanaâs eyebrows furrowed as she approached the crowd, stiff-armed. The men were yelling, laughing, and throwing some form of small explosives into their fire pit.
âHEY!â Sana shouted at the top of her lungs. No one heard her. She stepped closer and was about to scream at them again, when one of the guys caught sight of her and alerted his friends. The group finally quieted down, but the sudden silence was eerie. The young woman felt several pairs of eyes on her, accompanied by a lump in her throat, but she couldnât back down now.
âWhat the FUCK, you guys!? Itâs three in the FUCKING morning, and weâre trying to sleep over there!â
âSo what, bitch?â One of the men yelled back. A few of them chuckled.
âHow about a little fucking common courtesy!?â She added, red in the face.
âYou wanna be courteous? Come suck my dick then!â Another guy taunted.
âWoah, woah. Hold up guys.â Sana recognized Yejun from earlier, who stepped to the front of the crowd to address her. âSana, right? Iâm sorry about all the noise, but give us a break. Itâs the middle of nowhere, and we didnât even know you guys decided to post up back there. Whereâs your boyfriend anyway?â He stepped closer to her.
Sana felt deflated after being confronted with Yejunâs logic. âHeâs um... back at camp.â
Yejun laughed. âSo, he sends his hot girlfriend to fight his battles?â
âNo! I couldnât sleep and decided to come here myself,â she replied defensively.
âWell, youâre as tough as you are beautiful then,â he said through a smile. âWeâll quiet down for you. Our bad.â Sana silently cursed the bare-chested smooth talker for de-escalating the situation so quickly. She wanted to remain angry with them, but he turned out to be so much more reasonable than expected.
âTell you what. Have a quick shot of this drink, and you'll be sleeping like a rock with your boyfriend in no time,â suggested Yejun, who produced two cups and handed one to her.
Sana didnât make a habit of drink heavily, but she did indulge on occasion. Much to her own surprise, she impulsively reached for the cup and took a shot.
Yejun chuckled and playfully said, âAlright! Now weâre partying! Guess youâre not such a stuck-up bitch after all...â
âJust had kind of a rough day I guess,â Sana replied, cringing a bit at her corny defense, and unsure of why she cared what he thought of her in the first place.
âTroubles with your boy?â He inquired.
âNo... I mean... Not really. Maybe a little...â She responded hesitantly. She could feel the effects of the drink swiftly creeping up on her.
âLet me guess. He got all jealous on account of the obvious sparks between us earlier,â he said confidently.
âSparks!?â Sana laughed nervously. âWhat sparks? There werenât any sparks...â
âMmm, Hmm... Whatever you say pretty lady,â Yejun teased smugly.
She scoffed. âI donât even know why weâre talking about any of this. And you should really stop calling me stuff like that.â She stated more sternly.
âWhy? So your protective boyfriend doesnât get his panties in a bunch?â He challenged, grinning.
âNo! Itâs just... rude.â Sanaâs mind was getting cloudier by the second.
âWell, I think you like it.â His bright eyes narrowed and slowly ran down her body, as if he was looking for physical evidence to prove his claim.
âPshh, whatever... Donât look at me like that.â She hated how openly he sized her up as if she were a snack, and it made her blush.
âLike what? Whatâs wrong with admiring a flawless woman like yourself?â Yejun took another small step towards her.
âItâs just... kinda creepy.â Sana felt uncomfortable with his increased proximity, but something about his presence had her temporarily frozen in place.
âCreepy? You expect me to believe being showered in compliments by a guy like me doesnât excite you a little?â
She hesitated, and then deflected, âAnd what sort of a guy are you?â
âThe kind that women throw themselves at. Especially when they have a secret desire to be dominated,â he said, looking straight through her.
Sanaâs spine tingled at his cocky explanation. âWell, you must be very proud of yourself.â
âI could say the same about you, marching over here in the middle of the night in that tight, little outfit. I think you know perfectly well what sort of effect that has on men.â
âOh please. I didnât wear this for your enjoyment.â
âWell, Iâm enjoying it anyway...â Yejun openly gawked at her curves again, this time moving a hand to his crotch and adjusting his shorts. She couldnât help but follow his movements with her eyes, spotting the outline of a massive bulge running down his inner thigh. It looked far too big to be a penis, and her curiosity held her gaze for a moment too long.
âI-I should really get back,â Sana said, snapping her eyes away and feeling her warm face grow flusher.
He smirked at her knowingly. âWhy? Afraid you might not be able to resist me much longer?â Yejun reached out and lightly stroked her hair.
âYou wish...â She murmured, grabbing his wrist and tossing it away from her.
âAt least have a stay with me for a while?â Yejun asked.
âUm... No thanks. I gotta... go,â she stammered. She could tell she had mere minutes before she was fully cross faded.
âWell, if you ever feel like having your mind blown, you know where to find me.â
Sana turned and started walking back to her tent when Yejun called out, âCome back anytime, gorgeous! Nice ass by the way!â
âPerv!â She jabbed back as she stepped into the darkness and out of his view.
âWhat an arrogant asshole...â Sana murmured to herself as she carefully strolled through the still night of the desert alone. Sheâd become quite intoxicated, and a flood of thoughts were swirling around in her brain. On one hand, she felt proud of herself for successfully confronting the disorderly campers, but it didnât exactly go as planned. Had she flirted with Yejun? She reassured herself that she was simply trying to smooth things over after basically erupting on them. Sana knew deep down that something about that interaction excited her. There was an unmistakable moistness in her pussy, but she chalked it up to the drugs and alcohol, on top of not being satisfied earlier.
Sana quietly climbed back into her tent and was relieved to find that her boyfriend had not moved an inch. She decided it was probably better not to mention her night-time venture to him, especially given his reaction earlier. âItâs not like I did anything wrong,â she convinced herself. After undressing and getting into her sleeping bag, the tingle of desire in her groin had not subsided. She might have given into it if not for the overwhelming urge to sleep that soon washed over her.
â
Sana woke a few hours later to the warm sun in her face, and her hips being lifted off of the ground. She was beyond groggy, and had a slight headache.
âMorning, babe,â Minkyu said softly as he positioned his girlfriendâs bare ass. âI woke up so horny. Care for some hot morning sex?â
âMmm... Yes please,â she cooed lazily as he pressed his swollen cock head against her folds to prepare for entry.
âDamn, youâre already soaking wet!â Her boyfriend exclaimed as he thrust into her from behind.
âOoh! Yess... Fuck me baby,â Sana encouraged.
âMmpf! You feel so slippery and warm. God yes... Did you have a sexy dream about me or something?â
Sanaâs eyes widened as his question connected the dots in her memory. She had in fact had a sexy dream, only it didnât involve her boyfriend. She shuddered at the memory, and her nipples stiffened as her lust kicked into overdrive. âUngh... Yes... Yes I did. Fuck me! Fuck me hard, please!â
Minkyu answered her pleas by thrusting more forcefully into her. âLike that?â
âHarder! Deeper! Fuuuuck!â She met his thrusts, slamming her round ass into him in an effort to get more. Her boyfriend was already fully bottoming out in her pussy, but he did his best to comply and fucked her as hard as he could manage.
Minkyu moaned as he watched his sweet girlfriendâs round ass knock into his hips; he knew he wouldnât last much longer. Her tight cunt squeezed his dick so wonderfully, and her wild enthusiasm was driving him crazy. âMmmpf! Iâm gonna cum baby!â
âNO! DONâT STOP!â She demanded, desperate to get off.
He closed his eyes and tightened his muscles in an effort to prevent the inevitable, but couldnât hold back and pulled out of her gripping tunnel just in time to jerk his cock with his fist, filling the condom with semen. Sana practically cried in frustration as her pleasure came to a halt.
âOh my god babe, I donât know what got into you, but that was so fucking hot. I couldnât help it,â Minkyu explained.
In her sudden guilt from her inner thoughts, Sana tried not to make a big deal about it. âItâs... fine, Minkyu. You were fucking me so good too... Weâll get plenty of other opportunities.â
âThanks babe. Yeah, weâre gonna be doing it all week long,â he said, leaning in and kissing her. âAnyway, I'm going for a jog. You in?â
Sana hardly gotten any sleep, and desperately needed to hydrate. âUhhh... Iâm pretty hungover. I think Iâll chill here for a while.â
âYou sure?â Minkyu asked, pulling on his clothes eagerly.
âYeah, yeah. Have fun babe. Iâll join you next time.â
âOkay then. Hope you feel better,â he said while exiting the tent.
The mostly naked Sana adjusted her tiny bikini, sliding the minuscule piece of fabric over her creamy pussy and concealing her hard nipples with the equally small triangles on her top. She sat up, gulped down a nearby water bottle, and stepped outside into the bright sun. After applying protective lotion to her body, she stacked a few towels on the ground and lay on her stomach.
As Sana dozed off, the images of her naughty dream played through her mind again.
â
When she woke, Sana was covered in a layer of sweat. Unsure of how much time had passed, she rolled onto her back and sat up to reapply the lotion. She looked curiously at a large wet spot where her groin had been and realized her pussy was absolutely drenched.
âWhat the hell is wrong with me?â She wondered. The horny young woman scanned her surroundings. Her boyfriend hadnât come back yet, and there was no one in sight. She figured her body was desperately trying to tell her its needs, so she decided to take the edge off.
Sana slipped her fingers under the soaked fabric and started rubbing her clit. She started slowly and gently, but was soon squirming around on her towel and frantically pleasuring herself. She couldn't control her moaning or the dirty thoughts of being dominated, just like in her dream, that kept invading her mind. Sana allowed herself the fantasy, and imagined the manly stranger tossing her into her tent and having his way with her.
âFuck, fuck, FUCK! YES! FUCK ME! FUCKING USE MY BODY YOU- OHHHHH MYYYY GODDDD!â Sanaâs eyes clamped shut and her back arched as her long awaited orgasm finally exploded within her. Her body writhed and her legs twitched uncontrollably as she rode through the all-consuming waves of pleasure that were thrashing her. Her mouth hung wide open, but no sounds came out until her climax finally started subsiding, at which point she let out several long moans of relief.
Sana lay there panting for several minutes, dumbstruck by the immense satisfaction of her release. There was some guilt too, but she minimized it by reminding herself that it was only a fantasy, and that fantasies were perfectly normal things to have.
The sound of a distant vehicle approaching startled her out of her reverie, and she quickly adjusted herself. She flipped the towel over just in time to lay back down when Minkyu pulled up.
The couple had a relatively peaceful rest of the day, playing cards and drinking. The boyfriend had been boozing particularly hard and Sana insisted they do their best to wash themselves with the large tank of water they'd brought. She took the opportunity to clean her 'dirty' bikini before putting it back on.
Just before they called it a night, the familiar annoyances of the neighbouring camp began picking up in volume. âUgh, not again,â sighed Sana. The thought that she would have to go confront Yejun again briefly occurred to her, causing her pussy to moisten, but she shook the idea out of her mind.
âThose ash holesh must be nocturnal or shomething,â said Minkyu, slurring his words.
âLetâs go to bed, babe.â Sana suggest, standing, and offering a hand to help her boyfriend steady himself as he rose from his chair. She managed to guide him into the tent, at which point he collapsed, muttering something unintelligible.
âMinkyu?â She shook him, but to no avail. He was out.
The frustrated girlfriend once again found herself horny and unsatisfied while her boyfriend snored in a drunken bliss. She was pretty tipsy herself, and decided she would just try to get a good nightâs sleep. There was plenty of time for the sex she needed.
However, Sana's plan wasnât working out though, as the disturbances from the neighboring camp grew worse throughout the night. âFucking hell,â she cursed under her breath, deciding it would be simpler to tell them to shut up again. This time, however, she promised herself she would not stay there any longer than necessary. The task was simply to silence them so she could get some rest.
Sana once again made her way around the rock formation to the camp on the opposite side. She was more nervous this time, even though her last trip was productive. After getting close enough to be in earshot of the group of partiers, she cleared her throat and yelled, âSeriously, guys? I thought we addressed this shit last night!â
âSheâs here!â Announced a stranger who was the first to notice her arrival. Cheers and applause suddenly echoed throughout the camp, leaving Sana frozen in confusion.
âOh! Fuck me! Yesss,â taunted another guy, causing the group to erupt in laughter.
Sanaâs heart sank to the floor. âAre they... quoting me?â She realized in horror what they were referring to. Her face bright crimson, she challenged them, âWhat the hell are you guys talking about!?â
One guy answered immediately, âYou know, how you want to âUse your tiny body,â I think it was.â
âTo use her LITTLE body!â Another man corrected him. This got another big laugh from everyone.
The absolute embarrassment was beyond anything she had ever felt. âYou fucking pervs were spying on me!?â
âDonât flatter yourself, bitch. I just happened to be rock climbing earlier and there you were going to town on your cunt out in the open!â A third man, the apparent witness, chimed in.
âSo you run back to camp and tell EVERYONE!?â Sana screamed defensively.
âWell, actually-â He was interrupted by the trailer door suddenly swinging open. Yejun walked down the steps and approached Sana, looking beyond smug. The crowd fell silent, not wanting to miss a single moment of the drama.
Sana let him have it, âThis is so fucked up, Yejun! I canât believe how disgusting you guys are. Arenât I entitled to a little privacy!? I mean... UGH!â She turned to the group and added, âFuck you! I donât want to see any of you ever again. And donât come near my camp!â With that, she spun around and began strolling away from them.
âSana,â Yejun called out behind her. âSana!â
âI donât wanna hear it. Iâm done trying to be cordial with you assholes!â She snapped back, not breaking her stride.
âWe have video,â Yejun added calmly, just loud enough for her to hear.
Sana froze in her tracks. âYouâre lying...â She muttered, her voice trembling.
âCome and see,â he said, gesturing for the rock climber to hand over his phone.
She didnât know what to do. She had to know if there was actually video evidence of her doing and saying such things. âYou better be fucking kidding!â She stormed back over to Yejun, who had the phone extended in his hand, on display.
Sure enough, a video was playing that depicted her, sprawled out in the sun, dropping her hand to her mound. She could hear the man behind the camera whisper, âOh shit,â and duck behind a nearby boulder. Sana watched, mortified, as the scene from that morning unfolded before her eyes. The video zoomed in and it was unmistakable that it was her, skin glistening, bucking her hips as she pleasured herself. Then came the finale. Her depraved cries could be heard clear as day as she flopped around in ecstasy on her towel.
She was in shock. A sense of dread washed over her from head to toe, and yet a fiery heat had been building in her pussy. âDELETE IT!â Sana demanded suddenly. She tried to swipe the phone from Yejun, but he quickly raised it above his head and out of her reach.
âNah ah,â he said, chuckling. âWhy would we do that? The boys get horny out here, and with no Internet, this is the best we got to work with. This video is gold.â He leaned in closer, âAnd if you ask me, this is far superior to porn. It has a certain... personal touch, you know what I mean?â
She took the chance and slapped him across the face. He simply laughed and rubbed his cheek. His arrogance was disgusting, but Sana knew she was powerless. She had to convince them somehow. âJust please delete it, for fuckâs sake.â
âMaybe we could come to some sort of arrangement,â he suggested.
âI know where this is going. Iâm not gonna let you fuck me,â Sana answered quickly.
âI figured youâd say that, even though we both know you donât really mean it. Thatâs fine though. I was thinking something a little more harmless... and group-oriented,â Yejun stated with a devilish grin.
âGroup? Not a single one of you pervs is laying a finger on me!â
âThatâs fair. How âbout this. Since youâd be depriving us of our prized jerk off material, I think the only logical trade would be a live demonstration, so to speak.â
âIâm not doing that either! You know what, enjoy your dirty video. See if I care!â Sana tried to get the upper hand, motioning that she was leaving.
âOkay, then Iâll just share this with Minkyu. Iâm sure heâd be very interested to see what his little girlfriend was up to while he was away,â argued Yejun confidently. He knew he had her backed into a corner.
âGod dammit!â Sana shouted in frustration. There was absolutely no way she could allow Minkyu to see this video. It would crush him. It would undoubtedly ruin their relationship beyond repair. Her eyes dropped to the ground in defeat. She knew she had no choice. âFine...â
âSo youâll do it? You have to strip for us and then pleasure yourself to completion.â Yejun asked eagerly.
âPleasure myself... right here? In front of everyone?â The task seemed beyond daunting to her.
âThatâs right. You just give us a quick little performance, we delete the video, and everyone rests easy tonight. So, do we have a deal?â
âUgh... I guess so... But NO touching, NO cameras, and you delete ALL records of that video right in front of me.â
âAgreed. You have my word. Hear that boys? We get a show tonight!â Yejun announced, drawing cheers from the men. âAlright... Letâs get you set up over here by the fire,â He said to her, gesturing towards an open space. A couple of guys threw some towels down, while the others moved the chairs so that they were all facing the spot that she was to occupy.
âGot any shots?â Sana asked. She figured if her fate was sealed, she might as well make it easier on herself and get a nice buzz going. The men fetched a plastic shot cup and a bottle of tequila. She took three shots back-to-back in an effort to numb her anxiety.
Sana hesitantly stepped towards her âstageâ. She couldnât believe this was happening. She had never done anything like this before, and the whole situation felt surreal. She reached the towels and turned to face her audience. Her heart raced in her chest as she counted six men; six pairs of eyes eagerly waiting to watch her fully expose herself.
âShow us the goods!â Yelled one of the guys.
âTake your time! Get into it!â Added another.
Sana glared at Yejun, who simply nodded. She felt so incredibly vulnerable, but knew it would be best to just get it over with as soon as possible. âFuck it...â she pushed herself over the mental hurdle, and pulled her top off in one smooth motion. Her bikini clad tits bounced into the open and the crowd went wild. The alcohol was beginning to kick in, and she felt the pleasant warmth from the drinks spreading throughout her body. She reluctantly peeled her shorts off, earning herself another thunderous applause.
She couldnât help but grin the slightest bit, if only for a second. She was determined not to enjoy this forced exhibition, but something about how thrilled all these guys were to simply see her body was exciting her. She felt powerful, witnessing them lean in with wide eyes as her hands traveled to the thin straps of her bikini top. The feeling was a welcome one, giving her a sense of control in this otherwise helpless position.
âDonât be shy! Youâre so fucking hot!â Someone shouted.
âIâd give my left nut just to take the rest off myself,â another said.
Sana untied the strap around the back of her neck and the fabric covering her nipples flopped over, much to the delight of her audience. She had never felt so desirable and appreciated. She grabbed her sizable tits and squeezed them together, playing with them seductively for a moment while swaying her hips. The men were out of control, and she could barely make out what they were saying to her and one another over the music.
She had finally gained the courage to look at them more directly, and saw that some were sporting bulges that they couldnât keep their hands off of. Not wanting to lose the momentum she had built, Sana spun around and made a show of her shapely ass. She slowly pulled her thong down and it dropped to the floor. She was completely naked now, all of her most vulnerable parts on display for this group of strangers she knew almost nothing about.
âSlap your ass!â A voice suggested. She did so without a second thought. The whole ordeal was beginning to feel natural. Everyone cheered. âBend over and do it again!â She complied. Her inhibitions melted further with each passing moment. She wouldnât admit it to herself yet, but she was starting to enjoy the attention.
âGet on your knees and pinch your nipples!â Sana obeyed, lowering herself and rolling her stiff nipples in her fingers. She could feel her bare pussy getting wet as she followed the lewd instructions. âTouch your pussy!â Her hand fell between her legs, and she glided her fingers over her slippery lips, sending a bolt of pleasure through her.
âSpread your legs so we can see!â
âAre you wet?â
Sana nodded, and rested her ass on the towel, parting her legs and fully revealing her glistening pussy. She started lightly rubbing her clit, her drooling sex begging for more attention. One by one, she witnessed the men freeing their erections and stroking themselves to her performance. She had never seen more than one cock at a time, let alone six. At least four of them were noticeably bigger than her boyfriendâs, and she felt herself captivated, curiously examining the various shapes and sizes.
âDamn, that pussy looks tight!â
âOh my, itâs perfect!â
Her eyes found Yejun, who had been surprisingly quiet throughout the ordeal. His cock was shockingly thick and lengthy, just as she had imagined. He gently massaged the spot where the shaft met his swollen mushroom tip, causing it to visibly throb. She briefly wondered if it would even fit inside her.
Sana openly moaned in pleasure as she publicly stimulated herself. When Yejun laid out the details, that she would touch herself to completion, sheâd thought the degrading act would end with her faking an orgasm and getting out of there as soon as she could. It was now clear though that her body was responding well beyond her expectations.
âWhy is this turning me on so much?â Sana thought to herself. She felt like such a slut, getting herself off while six horny strangers rubbed their hard dicks right in front of her. Sanaâs mind was overcome with lust, and increasingly dirty thoughts infiltrated her innocence. She imagined the men losing control and taking her right then and there, using her body to satiate their big cocks. The vision made her shiver with wicked delight.
One guy moaned suddenly, grabbing her attention, and she watched as he began shooting ropes of cum onto the ground between them. The sight of it fueled Sanaâs desire even further, and she whimpered with need as the nameless camper drained his balls for her.
âFuuck... You made me cum so hard, you slut,â he said to her.
The naked Sana nodded slowly at him; her face scrunched in apparent pleasure as she worked her clit with fervor. She was getting close, desperate to achieve the massive release that this unbelievably dirty scene was building in her.
Two more of her audience members soon hit their limits, grunting as they pumped their hardness, and spewing their creamy loads all over the desert sand.
âUngh, Yes!â Sana squealed. Watching the big cocks explode for her was driving her mad. She had no idea that being the center of attention for a group of horny men would turn her on so much, but she couldnât get enough. She finally hit her peak, and screamed in pleasure as a powerful orgasm shook to her core. The men cheered for her, but their voices were drowned out as her senses focused on nothing but her overwhelming climax.
Sana lay there twitching wildly for a solid minute before finally opening her eyes. Yejun was standing over her, pumping his fat cock in his fist. âOh fuck...â She cooed, biting her lip, as he seized up and pointed his pulsing meat at her. A long, sticky rope of semen shot out landed across her torso. Another splattered all over her tits. The next reached as far as her chin, pooling in the crevice below her neck.
Sana, still in the aftermath of her orgasm, watched in amazement as Yejun painted her smooth skin with his warm cum. He had pushed the arrangement further than they had agreed upon, but at that moment, she didnât mind it. In fact, she was glad he did. Being covered in the copious seed of the dominant stud jabbed at something primal in her. She felt like she might cum again right then from the mere sight of him.
Yejunâs last few dribbles landed directly on her mound, trickling down her tender pussy and mixing with her own juices. âThat was quite the show, wouldnât you say, gorgeous?â
Sana simply nodded, still catching her breath.
âGod, you look so fucking beautiful all covered with my cum.â
She moaned lightly. If he had wanted to fuck her right there and then, she would have let him. Her soaking pussy felt insatiable.
âWell, my cum slut, Iâd say you definitely earned your right to delete the video,â Yejun said.
âOkay...â She murmured, still panting. She hardly even cared about the video anymore. Things felt different now.
âIâd ask if you enjoyed yourself, but I think we all already know the answer,â he teased. The other men agreed.
âThis slut is fucking wild. Are you gonna stay the night with us, sweetie?â One asked.
âShit,â Sana muttered, a bit of reality coming back to her. âHow long has it been? I need to go.â
âUp to you. You have my permission,â Yejun said with authority.
âOh, thaaanks,â she responded with sarcasm. She was learning to enjoy the way he talked down to her. He offered her his hand, and she took it, rising to her feet. She could feel his cum drizzling down her skin.
âYou should wear my cum all the way back to your boyfriend,â he suggested, groping her ass with one of his hands.
âI... canât do that...â Sana picked up the towel and wiped herself off. As much as the thought of going right to sleep with Yejunâs cream all over her turned her on, she could never be that cruel. Yejun smacked her ass with a loud crack, causing her to yelp. âHey! No touching!â
âOh please. You love it. Want another?â He asked, grinning.
âScrew y-AH!â She was interrupted by another firm slap. Sana tried her best to maintain a disapproving look, but she knew he wasnât buying it.
Much to everyoneâs disappointment, the sexy young woman got dressed and said her goodbyes, trotting out of the camp. Her mind was racing. The gravity of what had happened hadnât fully settled in yet, and the dull pangs of guilt were overshadowed by her incredible lust.
She climbed into her tent to a snoring boyfriend, and immediately got to work on her ravenous pussy. Sana pleasured herself relentlessly, soaking the fabric of her sleeping bag and losing track of how many times she came. She could still smell the faint scent of Yejunâs cum on her, and wished she hadnât wiped it off. Her hand did not leave her cunt until she eventually passed out.
â
The next morning proved to be troublesome right off the bat. Sana was woken up by Minkyu climbing on top of her. He had opened her sleeping bag and was presumably attempting to stir her in the hopes of having sex.
âGood morning,â he said, kissing her. âAh, last night was a blur. Apparently I came all over you?â
Sana looked down at her skin and found she was covered in several white streaks of dried semen. Her hasty wipe down had not even come close to actually removing all of Yejunâs enormous load. âOh... Yeah. I was drunk too, but I do remember us fucking and you wanting to cum on me,â she lied.
Minkyu laughed. âThatâs so weird, I never do that. It mustâve been some crazy good sex. That seems like a lot of cum!â
âOh my god, yeah... It was so much.â She could feel her pussy getting drenched as she recalled the previous night.
âI didnât accidentally cum inside of you too, did I?â He asked worriedly. Sanaâs heart skipped a beat, unsure of why he would think that. He motioned to the large stain in her sleeping bag where her crotch had been. It was surprisingly big, and she could see how it could be mistaken for dried semen. It was cum, for sure, but hers.
âUh... No. It wasnât inside me, donât worry. I just wiped it off my body and onto that spot.â It was a lame explanation, but she hoped it made enough sense. Sana crawled over to the pack of water bottles on one side of the tent and Minkyu gasped.
âHoly shit. Did I spank you too?â
âHuh? Oh! Y-yeah. You did...â She tried to get a look at her ass cheek and could see part of the large, deep red prints. âDamn, Yejun marked me good,â she thought.
âWhat the hell got into me last night? Iâm never rough with you. Iâm so sorry.â
âDonât be sorry babe. I had an amazing time last night,â Sana reassured him. âAnyway, you really wore me out, so Iâm gonna drink this and try to get some more sleep.â
âAw, I was hoping we could do it, but yeah if I did all that to you then I understand.â
âThereâs always later.â Sana kissed him.
âWell, I guess Iâll go for a drive,â Minkyu stated.
âOkay, have fun,â she said, between big gulps of water. Sana waited for the sound of her boyfriendâs car departing to let out a big sigh of relief. That had been way too close for comfort, and she was angry with herself for jeopardizing their relationship. Now that she was sober, the guilt was really starting to weigh on her. As much as she was enjoying her new-found naughtiness, she needed to put a stop to it before things got even more out of hand.
As Sana tried to sleep, her mind was constantly bombarded with visions of her dirty exhibition. She gave in and rubbed her pussy to the thought of Yejun and his huge, juicy cock showering her; claiming her. She wished he had not let her leave and fucked her cum-covered body all night. Maybe if she had just gotten to experience him inside of her, she could finally be released from this spell of perpetual lust she was trapped in.
After a series of quality orgasms, Sanaâs arm was tired and needed a break. It hadnât been enough though; she needed more. âWhat the fuck is going on with me?â She decided to give her swollen clit a break. She slipped on her tight bikini and lay on her stomach just outside of the tent.
She didnât realize she had dozed off, and woke groggily to strong hands rubbing her lower back. âOh, hey babe. How was your drive? Mmm... That feels nice.â
âI couldnât just stand by and let you burn your perfect skin.â
âYejun!? Wh- Y-You canât be here!â
âShhh... Just relax and let me make you feel good,â Yejun said calmly, pressing his strong thumbs into her and expertly rolling them along her spine.
It did feel great, but she couldnât risk Minkyu showing up and seeing Yejun with his hands all over her. âYejun. Seriously. This is wayyy too far.â Sana tried to push up from the towel, but he pressed a palm between her shoulders, firmly holding her in place. âWhat the fuck! Let me go!â
âJust go with it, slut. I know what your body needs,â He insisted. His oily, free hand roamed down her backside and reached her bare ass.
âDonât call me that! Last night was a one-time deal, and it never shouldâve happened in the first place,â Sana argued.
âPsh. You fucking loved every second of it. Donât lie.â He squeezed her shiny ass cheek and jiggled it around.
âI didnât! You took advantage of me!â She held firm, and wasnât going to let him manipulate her. Yejun swiftly brought his open palm down on her, spanking her exposed flesh. âAH! Stop!â He struck her again. She whimpered and tried to wiggle out from under him. He countered her attempt by sitting on her back and pinning her arms to her sides with his legs. Yejun now had full access and groped her slick cheeks with both hands.
âIâll make you a deal. If your slutty little pussy isnât soaking wet, Iâll leave you alone,â he said. Sana squirmed and kicked her legs as he forced her thighs apart. She knew she had no chance with those terms. He slid her tiny thong to the side and ran a finger over her exposed pink lips. âHa. Beyond soaked. Letâs check inside though, just to make sure.â He pushed two of his thick fingers deep into her cunt. She couldnât help but moan. âWow, you couldnât be more drenched, you horny little thing. Guess that means you DO want this,â he stated.
âNo! Ungh... Stop!â Sana continued to protest, but his fingers were feeding the growing fire in her. He worked them carefully, thrusting in and out of her, and curving them in different directions to test her reactions. She tried her hardest to block out the pleasure, but her involuntary moans were increasingly frequent. Her pussy was clenching around him, desperate to be more fully stuffed. The helpless girlfriendâs secret fantasy was becoming a reality, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Despite her best efforts, Sana was about to cum hard.
Yejun sensed a change in her breathing, and tensing of her muscles. He quickly withdrew his fingers, and she groaned in obvious disappointment. âNooooo,â she whimpered. He plunged back in, thrusted a few times, and pulled out, grazing her clit as he passed it. âYes-Oh my god-fuck-NOOOOO!â She cried out the words in quick succession as he gave her more, and complained with further desperation when he denied her again.
âIâm getting mixed signals here. What do you want?â He asked, smiling smugly. He continued the torturous pattern, keeping her right on the edge.
âFuck! Just-Ungh-Do it!â
âDo what?â
âMake me cum!â
âAre you sure?â He rubbed her clit frantically, only to stop after a second.
âUGH! YESSSS!â
âWith my cock?â
âPLEASE!â It didnât even register to Sana what she had agreed to, but it was too late. Yejun immediately jumped behind her, pulled his shorts down, lifted her hips, and pushed his hard cock straight into her dripping pussy. She shrieked as his giant cock invaded further and further into her depths, stretching her to her limits. Sana screamed and moaned wildly as each inch of his thick, veiny cock entered her. Before he was even half-way in, she exploded in orgasm. Her entire body quivered uncontrollably, and her pussy pulsed around his meat as the incredible pleasure rocked her.
Yejun grunted blissfully as he bottomed out in the sexy, young girlfriend. He paused for a moment to savor her tight, gripping hole, and the way her full ass rippled as she shook beneath him. He had finally claimed her; speared her precious cunt at the camp she shared with her boyfriend. He began slowly easing in and out of her as Sanaâs screams turned into drawn out moans.
âYou loving my big dick, slut?â He asked confidently, smacking her on the ass.
âAHGH! Yes! Ohhmm my fucking God! Itâs soooo - Ungh! - huge!â Sana couldnât believe how fully stuffed she felt, nor how amazing the feeling.
âYouâve been secretly hoping I would force myself on you, havenât you?â
âFuck! Yessss... Oh... You made me cum so fucking hard...â
âDo you cum that hard for your boyfriend?â
âUngh... No... Never,â she felt bad for a brief moment at admitting it, but she was far too caught up in the heat of the moment to care.
âIf you ask nicely, Iâll give you another one.â
âMmmpf... Please... Please make me cum again...â
Yejun, pleased with her submission, grabbed a fistful of her hair and began ramping up his pace.
âOh, fuck! Fuck me, Yejun! Yes!â Just like in her fantasies, he was being rough and dominant with her. It was something she didnât know for sure she would like until this moment. He pulled her hair back tightly and started ramming into her. The repeated cracks of his skin hitting hers echoed against the rocks looming over them.
Sana clutched the towel in her fists as Yejun forcefully pounded her from behind. He was not holding back, slamming his entire length into her while she moaned loudly in encouragement.
âYou love being fucked hard by a real man, donât you, bitch?â He asked with authority.
âAnngh! YES! Itâs so fucking gooood! Ohhhh! Iâm gonna! Fucking! CUM!â Sanaâs pussy clamped down hard on Yejunâs throbbing cock as he slammed into her one last time and flexed his meat, causing it to swell and stretch her even further. He released her hair and caught her chest, firmly squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. She flailed in ecstasy in his arms as her senses were overwhelmed with pure pleasure.
Before her mind-shattering orgasm had run its course, he aggressively flipped her onto her back and crawled on top of her. Yejun rubbed her clit with his mushroom tip, making her squirm around beneath him. He then pressed into her sopping wet folds and filled her spasming pussy again. He pressed his mouth against hers, and drove his tongue into her welcoming mouth. The two kissed deeply and passionately while he slowly eased in and out of her, moaning into each otherâs mouths.
âOh my fucking God, Yejun...â Sana was at a loss for words. She couldnât believe how incredible she felt. She hadnât the slightest idea sex could be this good.
âMmm...â Yejun was relishing the moment, drinking in the sight of the beautiful woman who was finally under his control. She was clearly captivated by him, her eyes telling the story of a girl who just had a sexual awakening. He pressed his hard body into her soft chest and kissed her again. âYou know youâre mine now, right?â
âUgh... Yes... Iâm all yours...â She whispered back, kissing his neck. She didnât overthink it. Sana just gave into the moment, and at that moment, he owned her.
Still gently working his full length in her, he said, âYouâre staying with me tonight.â
âOkay...â She agreed automatically.
âYou like sneaking around and being my little cheating slut, donât you?â
âYeah...â
âIsnât it so fucking hot to be used behind your boyfriendâs back?â Yejun started thrusting more forcefully again.
âMmm... Yes... It is...â
âYou want me to use your little body a lot more, donât you?â
âUgh... Fuck yes. So much,â Sana admitted.
âGood. Now beg me for my cum like the little cheating whore you are.â
âMmmpf... Yes. Please cover me with all your hot cum again,â she pleaded.
âHmm... I was thinking of unloading inside of you this time,â he stated, as if her opinion didnât really matter.
âBut, Iâm not on the pill,â she explained quickly, just then realizing that she had been enjoying this raw, uncovered cock that whole time.
âEven better,â he said devilishly. âBut ok, weâll save that for next time.â He shifted gears, and started driving into her more harshly. He brutally fucked her into the ground while grunting more dirty things to her.
âTake that dick, you cheating slut!â
âYes! Fuck me hard!â
âWho fucks you the best?â
âYou! Ungh! You do!â
âBetter than your boyfriend?â
âOh my god! So much - Fuck! - Better!â
âDonât forget it, bitch!â
âAhh! I wonât! Hngh! Iâm gonna cum again!â
âDo it! Cum on my cock slut!â
On command, Sanaâs eyes rolled back as her third explosive climax with Yejun rippled through her. He pulled out of her and jerked his slimy cock over her writhing frame. His first several creamy ropes shot out across the entire length of her body, streaking her from her belly to her hair. The next thick strands flung in different directions, splattering her skin as he aimed his twitching dick in an effort to cover as much of her as possible.
Sana watched in awe as the chiseled stud towering over her coated her in his warm seed. She couldnât believe how much sticky semen was spurting out of him as he claimed her. It was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed.
Yejun breathed heavily as he admired the freshly glazed woman beneath him. He lazily wiped his oozing cock along her swollen pussy. âDamn... I could get used to seeing you like this.â
Snapping them both out of their orgasmic bliss, the distant sound of a vehicle was suddenly apparent. âOh shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck,â Sana cursed frantically. In her panic, she started rubbing the cum into her skin and wiping the excess onto the towel. Yejun grabbed his shorts and scrambled to the nearest boulder, ducking out of sight.
Minkyuâs car came into view and halted in its usual spot just as she adjusted her bikini back into place. Sanaâs heart was racing as she inspected her skin, hastily smearing the patches she had missed. âHey babe!â Her boyfriend said, stepping out of the car and approaching her.
âH-Hi! I um, was just reapplying,â she stammered, trying desperately to sound calm.
âCool. You feeling better?â He said, drawing closer.
âSooo much better...â She said truthfully. Minkyu was getting too close, and she feared he would notice something was off. âWait!â She jumped to her feet. âLet me wash up really quick, I smell terrible,â she said, scurrying to the water tank.
âUh, okay. I thought you just put more lotion on though,â Minkyu said suspiciously.
âOh... yeah. Well, I didnât know when youâd be back, but Iâve had enough sun for now,â Sana stated through her nervously clenched jaw. She doused herself with a generous amount of body wash and splashed herself with water, trying to erase all the evidence of her steamy sex.
âHey, neighbors!â Sanaâs eyes widened in horror as Yejun emerged, smiling and waving at the couple. âOops. Am I interrupting shower time?â
Minkyu stepped in front of Sana, who had just been scrubbing the small patches of skin under her bikini. âUh, yeah. What are you doing here?â He asked, furrowing his brow and trying to conceal his nearly naked girlfriend.
âMy bad. I just thought Iâd stop by and invite you guys to party with us tonight. I know we havenât been on the best terms, but itâs our last night here, and I thought it could be like a peace offering or something,â Yejun proposed.
His invite caught them both off guard. To Minkyu, it seemed to come out of nowhere, and Sana was shocked by his boldness. Minkyu replied first, âI dunno, You guys have been kind of a headache since we got here, to be honest.â
âI know, and I am sorry about that. Thatâs why I wanna bury the hatchet. Free food and drinks on us, and then you guys can have our spot when we head out,â Yejun reasoned.
Sana stepped out from behind her boyfriend and looped her arm into his. âThat could be fun, babe. Maybe we should give them a chance to make it up to us.â She shot Yejun a quick grin.
Minkyu recoiled the slightest bit, partly in surprise that his girlfriend was considering the invitation, and also in annoyance that she was now fully visible to the unwanted visitor in her skimpy bikini. The fact that she was hanging on his arm though, put him at ease. âHmm... Weâll think about it.â
âAlright, well. Come on over as early as youâd like! See you guys,â Yejun said warmly as he turned to walk back towards his camp.
Sanaâs pussy tingled, wondering what he was up to. âAw, I think he actually feels bad. We should go. Get drunk for free, and then enjoy the rest of our week how we intended.â
âI guess youâre right. Something about that dude rubs me the wrong way though. Plus I thought you hated them even more than I did,â Minkyu argued, conflicted.
âCâmon, he doesnât seem that bad. We can always leave if the partyâs lame.â Sana insisted.
Minkyu sighed, but finally agreed, not wanting to disappoint his beautiful girlfriend.
â
As the sun dipped below the distant desert hills, the young couple set off towards the rowdy camp, which unsurprisingly could already be heard loud and clear. Yejun was the first to notice them approach, and jogged over, two beers in hand. âYou made it!â He nestled between them and draped his arms over their shoulders, filling their empty hands with the ice-cold bottles. âYou guys have some catching up to do,â he said, squeezing Sanaâs ass and winking at her.
âThis is Sana and Minkyu, boys! Letâs show âem a good time,â he announced to his friends. The men shouted their greetings towards the couple. Sana noticed them stealing knowing glances at her, which she had fully anticipated. She wore a tight, white tank top and a short, black skirt. The thought of the big group of hot guys lusting after her again was exciting, but she hoped they understood not to make it obvious that they had met her before.
The gathering quickly proved to be a good time for both Minkyu and Sana, who played a few rounds of board games, and enjoyed tasty burgers one of the men had cooked up. Everyone was becoming quite intoxicated, and a little less sneaky when checking out Sana. Minkyu hadnât seemed to notice, though, as he was constantly being offered drinks and distracted by various conversations. Every so often, Yejun would grope Sana when her boyfriend wasnât looking, and sheâd smile slyly at him.
At one point, she announced she had to use the bathroom, and Yejun was quick to offer the facilities in his trailer. He gave his friend, who was engaging Minkyu in a detailed discussion about their cars, a nod, and quietly slipped into the large enclosure behind Sana.
As soon as the door swung shut, they were all over each other. They made out hungrily, and had their hands in the otherâs clothes within seconds. âCouldnât wait to sneak off for some of this, eh?â He asked, as she wrapped her fingers around his hard cock.
âI need your fucking cock,â Sana cooed.
Yejun laughed, âYouâre such a slut. Get on your knees.â
Sana complied immediately, kneeling at his feet, and pulling his waistband down until his erection sprang out in front of her face. She realized she hadnât seen it this close before, nor had she felt it in her hand. It was so girthy and warm. Admiring his impressive erection was making her salivate.
Once again, Sana found herself wondering how she had changed so much in a matter of days. She had enjoyed the pleasures of sex for years, but never to this extent. She was becoming obsessed with being dominated by a huge cock like Yejunâs. She felt compelled to worship it.
She rested the massive appendage on her face, savoring the musky aroma and weight of it. She snaked out her tongue, and savored her first taste of it, teasing him with little licks up the length of his shaft. Upon reaching the bulbous, velvety head, she flattened her tongue and massaged the bottom ridge.
Yejun let out a small moan, fixated on her mesmerized face. She swirled her tongue around the circumference before pulling the head into her mouth and sucking on it. He pushed forward slowly, and she accepted more of the thick meat until it hit the back of her throat. Sana tried to pop it out of her mouth, but he placed a hand on the back of her head and held her there. After several seconds, he finally pulled her face off of him by her hair, causing her to cough. A large string of saliva hung between her tongue and the tip of his cock.
âMmm... I love how your big cock feels in my mouth,â she murmured, stroking his sticky shaft with her slender hand. A clear bead of precum formed at the tip, and she lapped it up with the end of her tongue. âMmmpf...â Sana slurped him down to the back of her throat again, gagging slightly, and began sliding him in and out of her mouth.
âUghhh... what a hot cum slut...â Yejun moaned under his breath. âGod damn youâre a natural. Better milk that cock like your life depends on it. Minkyuâs gonna be wondering where you are soon,â he warned teasingly, resting his hands on the back of his own head and letting her do the work.
Sana sucked him off with her warm, wet mouth with as much effort as she could muster. Her gargled moans synced up with the squelching of her pumping fist. âDonât forget to look up at me,â Yejun instructed. âA good cocksucker always shows her eyes.â
She obeyed, and stared up at him with an expression that conveyed, âPlease give me your cum.â
He started tensing up and sucking in his breath sharply. âUngh... Here it comes...â
Sana felt him twitch against her tongue, and soon felt strong blasts of creamy fluid hitting her throat. She tried her best to swallow it fast enough, but the enormous load was overflowing her tiny mouth. Some of his semen spilled out past her lips, and Yejun grabbed her head and rammed his spurting cock straight down her throat.
âBreathe through your nose. Good girl. We donât want to be making a mess just yet.â
She felt Yejunâs warm cum sliding straight down her throat, and choked through the forceful hold he had on her. Sana was finally able to relax her muscles, and allowed him to drain his balls directly down to her stomach. Her pussy was absolutely drenched, responding to the way he continued to roughly manhandle her. She didnât understand why she craved the abuse, but was becoming addicted to being used like a toy.
When the last of Yejunâs unbelievably copious load had been swallowed, Sana licked him from balls to tip one last time and pleaded, âPlease fuck me Yejun. Iâm so wet for you.â
âLater. For now, you need to get back to your little boyfriend,â he answered dismissively.
She pouted, but knew he was right. She had been away for long enough. Sana straightened herself up, fixed her hair, and quietly exited the trailer. She was relieved to find Minkyu hadnât moved from his chair, and approached him from behind, putting her hands on his shoulders. He reeled around to look at her, and she could tell from his eyes that he had continued getting drunker.
âOH HEYYY! Where did you go?â He inquired through a crooked smile.
âI just had to use the bathroom,â she answered simply.
âWell we just took shots. You want one?â Minkyu asked her, motioning to the bottle of tequila on the table nearby. She agreed, quickly pouring and gulping down her shot. It instantly warmed her belly and was the perfect thing to mask the strong taste of Yejun in her mouth.
She noticed the guy her boyfriend had been talking to was staring at her, grinning. âHe probably knows I was in there messing around with his friend,â she thought. To her surprise, it didnât embarrass her in the slightest. She found it hot that all these random guys knew what a slut she had been recently. Sana noted the alcohol setting in, and it made her even more horny.
âWhatâs your name?â She asked the attractive man sitting across from Minkyu.
âBrad,â he replied, flashing his exceptionally white teeth.
âBradâs pretty cool, babe. He has almost the exact same try-â
âCan you toss me that beer Brad?â Sana asked sweetly, interrupting her boyfriend. He threw her the nearby can, which she caught, opened, and tipped into her mouth. She then proceeded to spill a generous amount of the cold liquid all over her top, completely soaking the white fabric through. âOooops!â She feigned the accident and smiled gleefully at Bradâs open mouth stare. Her large chest and black bikini top were clearly visible under the now transparent garment.
âBabe, how drunk are you?â Minkyu asked, laughing heartily at her clumsiness.
âI guess a little more than I thought,â she lied. âIâll just have to take this off. At least everything underneath is waterproof.â She had raised her voice for that last comment, peering around from her peripheral to see how many heads she turned.
âSana, wait!â Minkyu shouted to stop her, but it was too late. His girlfriend pulled her top off and stood near the center of the camp almost completely naked from the waist up. âAvaaaa...â
âBabe, relax. Itâs just a bikini. I would wear this at the beach,â she tried to reason with him.
âYouâve never worn anything even close to that small! Your tits are like completely out!â Minkyuâs argument backfired, as his loud comments had drawn everyoneâs attention to her. A few of the men exclaimed their approval as Minkyuâs face grew red with anger.
âItâs okay love,â she said as she approached her jealous boyfriend. âGuys are going to look at me sometimes, but Iâm all yours. I promise.â She kissed him deeply, feeling his tension melt away as she pressed into him and reassured him of their status. âNow take another shot with me.â
âOkay...â Minkyu finally agreed, sheepishly. The couple downed another dose of the brown poison and everyone cheered at realizing Sana would be nearly topless for the rest of the night.
Yejun reappeared at some point during the commotion and grinned slyly at Sana. âIâve got a fun idea!â He announced. âMinkyu should do a body shot off his hot little girlfriend!â
âOooh that would be sexy. Letâs do it babe!â Sana liked where the plan was going.
âI dunno... I think I mightâve hit my limit,â slurred Minkyu, stumbling a bit.
âOkay, someone elseâs turn then,â Yejun suggested, still smiling at Sana.
âNo, wait, wait, wait... Iâll do it,â Minkyu said.
âAlright, letâs do a titty shot.â Yejun boldly squeezed a lime wedge over her chest, getting it all sticky with the sour juice, and sprinkled some salt on top. He then carefully pressed a full shot cup into her cleavage. Sana helped by squeezing her tits together to secure the drink. âOkay, lover boy. Got her all set up for ya.â He said to Minkyu, staying next to Sana and placing a hand on her lower back.
The drunken boyfriend stepped over to her and straightened himself up. âLick one, take the shot, and lick the other. No hands,â Yejun instructed. Sana giggled as Minkyu gently tongued her left breast and then struggled to get the shot securely in his mouth. He threw his head back clumsily, spilling most of the alcohol on himself. The onlookers laughed.
âNo prob, letâs try it again. Just open your mouth and put it right here between these delicious tits,â Yejun suggested. His hand had slowly wandered down her backside and was now under her skirt. As Minkyu got into position at the base of Sanaâs chest, Yejun held the tequila bottle over her and slowly tipped it downwards. A stream of alcohol poured down through her fleshy crevice and straight into Minkyuâs waiting mouth, which quickly filled to maximum capacity.
Minkyu reflexively swallowed the mouthful, choking a little, and stumbling backwards. âOh fuck, Iâm gonna be sick,â he winced, clutching his stomach.
âGo throw up behind the trailer. Thatâs kinda our spot.â Yejun motioned towards the
large vessel at the edge of camp.
âYou alright, babe?â Asked Sana, sweetly. She felt guilty for letting her boyfriend drink so excessively, but he was going to do that anyway, she reasoned.
âY-Yeah, Iâll be - hich - fine... Jusht gotta...â He staggered into the shadows, mumbling.
âWhoâs next?â Asked Yejun, firmly squeezing Sanaâs plump ass beneath her skirt.
Brad was first to fill the space in front of her. A tight circle of men had formed around the much smaller girlfriend, her breasts glistened as they rose and fell with her breathing. She was beyond excited, and was flooding her tiny thong in her juices; right next to Yejunâs exploring fingers.
Brad placed his hands on Sanaâs bare waist, just above the hem of her skirt. âYouâre so fucking hot,â he said admiringly.
âThanks! Not so bad yourself,â she replied, smiling widely.
Yejun abruptly pulled at the strings around her neck and the small patches of fabric slid up to her collar bone. Sana squealed and bounced a little as the concealed parts of her breasts came into view. Her hard nipples pointed straight at Brad, who was looking at her like she was a meal. Yejun lightly drizzled some tequila over her naked tits and Brad pounced. He noisily slurped at her smooth skin, licking and sucking her chest dry.
Sana softly moaned as the burly man took her stiff nipple into his mouth and rolled his tongue around it. Yejun had begun tracing his finger back and forth along her covered, wet slit. She was beyond horny, sandwiched between the two strong males. One attacked her tits ravenously while the other teased her pussy. She arched her back, sticking her chest out and placing her hands on Yejunâs thighs behind her to steady herself.
Yejun called for the next round, and Brad stepped away disappointed. One by one, the other four men took their turns ridding Sanaâs tits of alcohol. They grew bolder over time, roughly squeezing and pinching her fleshy orbs as they sucked at them. A couple guys even licked up her neck and ended up forcing their tongues into her mouth. Her moans intensified as they took more liberties with her. Yejun had slid her thong to the side and was firmly rubbing her slippery clit.
As the last stranger was biting her sensitive nipples and groping her chest in his rough hands, Sana murmured, âOh my God... Iâm gonna cum, you guys...â
Just then, Minkyu could be heard dragging his feet through the dirt. âSana?â
âMinkyu!â She shouted, her volume influenced by a mix of surprise and her rapidly approaching climax. Luckily, her half-naked form was concealed behind the wall of taller men. âYou feel okay, babe?â
âUgh, I dunno...â He collapsed into a nearby chair. âWhat are you doing?â
âWeâre just tnghh - talking. Be right THERRRE...â Sana lost control of her voice as she orgasmed. Yejun clamped his free hand over her mouth as he massaged her throbbing clit. If not for the men holding onto her, she would have fallen over. The pleasure bolted through her and made her legs quiver. The audience was overwhelmed with lust from the display, and several hands were extended to cop a feel of her curves. Her hips bucked against Yejunâs firm touch as she silently came. She was on cloud nine, countless hands exploring her body while she ground her needy pussy through the pleasure. Someone eventually undid her skirt, which fell to the floor. She rode out the final waves of her orgasm in nothing but her g string thong.
When Sana had control of her body again, she peered through the large frames in front of her and saw that Minkyu was slumped over in the chair, seemingly passed out. She made a move to squeeze through the men and check on him, but they didnât budge, and Yejun didnât let go of her hips. âHeâll be fine, gorgeous. Just let him sleep it off while we take care of you.â
âBut... I should at least-â
âNope.â Yejun interrupted Sana by lifting her and draping her over his broad shoulder. âSave your breath, slut. Youâre gonna need it.â He carried her towards the trailer, the rest of the group following closely behind. The parade of horny men passed the unconscious boyfriend, and piled into the shelter.
A few of the guys hurriedly rearranged the furniture, collapsing tables, and extending the sofa. Soon there was a large makeshift bed in the middle of the enclosure, surrounded by padded cushions. Yejun threw Sana down in the center of it, and the six red-blooded males closed in on their prey.
The young girlfriend felt completely helpless as strong hands grabbed at her from every angle. Yejun forcefully ripped her stringy thong from her and dove mouth-first into her juicy, swollen cunt. Sana squealed in delight as he tongued her pussy with fervor. She gazed up and witnessed a variety of stiff cocks springing free all around her. She had seen each of them the previous night, but they were distant and non-threatening. This time, however, she was closely surrounded by them, and they all pointed at her aggressively. Sana knew that every single one of their hard dicks was going to have a turn with her, whether she consented or not. It was definitely more than she bargained for, but the feeling of being utterly powerless to do anything to stop them drove her mad with lust.
âOh fuck... Unghh... You guys are all so big...â The overwhelmed Sana cooed.
âYou ever taken multiple cocks before, bitch?â One deep-voiced man asked, shoving his way to her face and stroking her soft cheek.
âN-no... hohhh... itâs so fucking hot...â She admitted shakily as Yejun assaulted her sensitive clit with his tongue. Sana could hardly believe what was happening. Sheâd been a sweet, faithful girlfriend for years, and within a matter of days had transformed into a cock-loving slut. A cheating whore who was about to let a group of strangers use her body for their pleasure. The depraved thought triggered an orgasm, and she squirmed around on the bed, moaning in ecstasy and squeezing Yejunâs head between her thighs.
The deep voice boomed at her, âSuck my dick, you slut.â He tapped his meaty erection against her lips, and she parted them, allowing him to drive it into her warm mouth. As Sana bathed the thick cock with her tongue, two other throbbing hardons were pressed against her cheeks. The horny men jabbed at her face, trying to get a turn in her wet mouth. She wrapped her fingers around each of them, and started pumping her fists as she focused on pleasuring the velvety skin poking the back of her throat.
Yejun rose to his knees on the bed and started rubbing his purple head along her dripping entrance. âMmmmpff! Ohmm yes... Give me that big cock Yejun... Glrrmp...â Sana begged, pulling her mouth off of one dick and swallowing another. He grunted as he slipped into her folds and pushed forward as her clenching pussy swallowed him whole.
Sana moaned intensely through the rod in her mouth as Yejun began rhythmically fucking her. She could barely focus on attending to the three slick cocks looming over her as Yejun stretched her tight cunt. Her tits bounced in circles on her chest as he pounded into her again and again.
One man grabbed her jaw and turned her towards him, promptly filling her abused mouth again. He fucked her face harshly, pulling globs of saliva from her as he jerked in and out of her. The men waiting their turn anxiously groped the parts of her within their reach. One guy was rubbing his dick against her bare foot.
Sana closed her eyes and tried to relax, completely submitting and allowing the brutes to do whatever they wanted to her. She felt another strong orgasm building as the fat cocks pumped her mercilessly from both ends. The cheating girlfriend was completely smothered in hot men, their combined musky smells and animalistic grunts overwhelming her senses.
Without warning, the cock sliding in and out of her mouth jerked, and started slathering her taste buds with warm cum. She darted her tongue around, savoring the salty flavor and sensation of the pulsing meat. She gulped the manâs semen down noisily and her face was immediately stuffed with another needy dick.
âFuuuuuck,â groaned the guy whose cum was still sliding down Sanaâs throat. âThat tight little mouth is perfect. I couldnât hold back. Thanks for sharing, Yejun. Howâs that little snatch feel?â
âYou said it, Dave - perfection. Iâm about to bust in her. Start flooding that little unprotected womb,â Yejun answered through heavy breaths. He was slamming into Sana with all his might now, lightly rocking the trailer back and forth.
âUnprotected? Dayum, thatâs fucking hot. You ever been creampied, slut?â Dave asked her.
âNo!â Sana barely managed to answer between moans. She had never had someone cum inside of her, but the thought of it seemed irresistible now.
âHohoo... You our breeding bitch now... Weâre gonna fill that little pussy up to the brim.â
âUngh! Fuck yes! Cum wherever you want!â She shouted in encouragement right as Yejun tightly gripped her waist, holding her in place, and pressed himself fully against her, jabbing her cervix as his cock exploded deep within her. Sana could feel his warm semen splashing against her inner walls, and her cunt spasmed wildly. The cock in her mouth popped out as she thrashed around wildly, her pussy tightly milking the seed from Yejunâs dick.
âOHHH MYYYY FUUUUCKKKKK! I CAN FEEL ALL YOUR HOT CUM FILLING ME UP! UNNNGHH YESSSSS!â Sana screamed in pleasure as he released his massive load into her.
âJesus, this whore is too damn sexy,â muttered one of the guys she had been sucking off. He jerked his dick over her and started shooting ropes onto her face and tits.
âUGH! GOD I FUCKING LOVE CUM!â Sana was beside herself, becoming the crazed slut they were all treating her like. If Minkyu had not been completely unconscious outside, he would have easily heard her depraved confession.
By the time the most recent finisher had coated her in his semen, Yejun was still soaking his softening cock in her completely filled pussy. He finally pulled out of her, and watched with great interest as his cum began dribbling out of her freshly fucked hole.
âIâve waited long enough. Get on your hands and knees, bitch,â ordered Brad, who impatiently grabbed her thighs and roughly twisted her around. He positioned himself behind her and plunged right into her dripping cunt. Sana screamed in delight as he fucked her relentlessly, his balls loudly slapping against her clit.
Hours passed while the assault on Sana continued. Between the six, horny opportunists, there were no breaks for her, and at any given time she had a hard cock slamming into her pussy, mouth, or both. She was treated like a common whore, tossed around the room, and bent and folded every which way as they pummeled her. Her mind had gone numb, and sheâd been reduced to a fuck doll to be used however they saw fit.
The heavy scent of sweat and cum was unmistakable in the cramped trailer, and Sana was covered in both. She lost count of how many creamy loads were shot into and on her, as well as how many times she had orgasmed.
After most of the men had finally passed out or hit their limits, Sana found herself on top of Yejun, lazily grinding his fat cock while they kissed each other.
âI canât believe youâre still so hard...â she whispered to him.
âIâm honestly shocked youâre still going, too. I think I finally met my match,â he replied.
âUgh... I just... canât get enough... tonight has been fucking amaz-â She was interrupted by a series of quick knocks at the door.
âSana!? Are you in there?â Minkyu had finally woken up.
âMinkyu! I - Yeah. I got really sick and have been in the bathroom,â she explained.
He pulled at the locked door a couple times. âLet me in!â
âUh, no babe. Iâm a disgusting mess right now. I donât want you to see me like this - Unngh...â She had stopped moving her hips in her panic, so Yejun clutched her ass in his hands and did the work for her.
âWho cares, Iâm a mess too. Just let me take care of you.â Her boyfriend was determined to get to her. It was obvious that he was still quite out of it himself.
âIâm gonna - fuuuck - throw up again. Please just go back to camp. Ohh... Iâll meet you there as soon as Iâm done.â The cheating girlfriend was having trouble stifling her moans as Yejun steadily increased the intensity.
âSana, thatâs stupid! Câmon...â
Yejun put his hand over her mouth, and called out to the doorway, âDonât worry dude, sheâs better off finishing up in here with a proper bathroom and stuff. Iâm taking good care of her.â He punctuated his last sentence with a stern thrust upwards into her pussy. âIâm making sure she gets plenty of fluids. Get some rest man. You donât sound so great yourself.â
âJust let me in, Yejun.â Minkyu pleaded.
Yejun replied sternly, âMinkyu. People are trying to sleep and youâre becoming a nuisance. Listen to your girlfriend and go back to your tent.â
âYeah, b-babe. Let me finish up - Ohhh fuck - Iâll be right there. I promise,â Sana insisted, losing control of her moaning, and hoping they would be mistaken for sickly sounds.
âFucking bull shit...â Minkyu muttered, the sounds of his uneven steps trailing off away from the door.
âMaybe I should go...â Sana whispered, feeling guilty.
Yejun ceased his movements, abruptly pausing the stimulation they had both been enjoying. Instead of answering, he took a moment to look into her eyes, studying her silently. The conflicted Sana pondered, but her instincts took over, and she started grinding into him again.
âI knew you wouldnât be able to stop,â Yejun said proudly.
âJust shut up and fuck me,â she demanded.
âSlut...â He teased.
âAsshole,â she fired back.
âYou got all riled up again. You like almost getting caught, donât you?â
âNgh... Maybe...â
âYou know, all heâd have to do is take a quick peek around to find the rest of your clothes on the ground out there.â Yejun grinned smugly, still sitting back and watching Sana squirm around on his lap.
âOh fuck...â
âEven then heâd probably be clueless to the fact that his sweet girlfriend is secretly a big cock slut.â
âHnngh...â
âSpending the whole night getting passed around like a rag doll and bred by a bunch Just mere feet away from him.â
âFuck... Yejun...â His words were driving her crazy. She was grinding him as hard as she could, but she needed more.
âGod, youâre a needy little bitch,â he laughed, smacking her ass.
âAH! I need you to fuck me so hard! Right now!â
âLike Minkyu never could?â
âNgh... Please!â
âSay it!â
âYES! You already know you fuck me way better! Now just fucking do it!â
âAdmit youâre a cheating slut.â
âIâm a cheating slut! Ughhh!â
âAnd who do you belon-â
âI belong to you, Yejun! Iâm yours! Youâre better in every way! Now just please, for the love of God, fuck my slutty, little pussy!â Sana spouted everything she thought he wanted to hear, and it finally satisfied him. Yejun lifted the already impaled woman into the air, and slammed her back into the nearest wall with a crash. She could only hang onto him for dear life as he thrust into her like a caged beast.
The trailer shook back and forth wildly as Yejun gave her everything he had. Sanaâs legs flailed helplessly in the air as she was smashed repeatedly against the enclosure. âYES! YES! OHHH FUUUUCK!â She screamed for him over and over, the thoughtless words being pumped out of her with each harsh jab at her cervix. Her body was electrified with immense pleasure, and her cunt was drenching Yejunâs cock with thick cream.
âIâM... GONNA... FUCKING... CUM... SO... HARD!â She squealed as her climax crashed down on her. Yejun didnât miss a beat, and continued to pound away at her through her mind-numbing orgasm. Her pussy sprayed clear liquid violently, coating his thrusting lower half in her juices. Still, he did not let up, and she continued to cum for longer than she thought was possible. Sana felt as if she might black out, her vision blurring as he overwhelmed her.
With one last mighty thrust, Yejun bottomed out and his cock exploded. He groaned as he flooded her deepest depths with his virile seed. As he emptied the last of his balls into her, his legs began to tremble from his exertion. They both fell backwards onto the bed together, a sweaty, twisted heap of flesh. Beyond exhausted, the pair lay there in a daze, breathing heavily. His semi-hard dick still planted deep within her, they eventually dozed off.
â
Sanaâs eyes opened abruptly a few hours later to the sound of aggressive knocking at the trailer door. She cursed under her breath as she regained consciousness in the midst of the depraved aftermath around her. Her naked body was draped over Yejunâs, who was still asleep. She peeled her sticky skin from his, and rose to her feet. The room was an absolute mess, evidence of the brutal gangbang wherever she looked.
âSana? I know youâre in there. Just come out and talk to me... please,â Minkyu said from outside.
âGive me a minute, babe. I mustâve passed out on the toilet...â She looked around frantically for an idea of how to make herself half-way decent. She heard him sigh heavily as she scrambled to the bathroom, careful to not step on one of the several naked men sprawled out on the floor. Sana felt a surge of relief to find that her clothes were in a neat pile near the sink. She hastily splashed her face with water and pulled her clothes on over her soiled skin. She grabbed a towel and draped it over her shoulders in an attempt to conceal more of her body, before heading towards the door.
Sana slowly opened the door and slipped outside into the bright desert, careful not to reveal a single square-inch of the interior. Minkyu stood at the foot of the steps, looking beyond disappointed.
âIâm so sorry, Minkyu...â She said, throwing her arms around him in a tight embrace.
âAre you okay? You look horrific,â he asked, clutching her shoulders with extended arms and inspecting her.
âIâm alright now... I donât remember much, aside from hugging the damn toilet all night,â she lied.
âAw, me neither... I canât believe how drunk we both got. I was so out of it.â
âYeah...â Sana was eager to hear how much detail her boyfriend could recall, before needlessly trying to cover things up.
âI do remember being super pissed that you were locked in there. And that you guys wouldnât let me in. They couldâve done really bad things to you, you know?â
âYouâre right, babe...â Images of the wild orgy flashed through her mind. âThat was not safe. I couldnât think straight, and just wanted to be left alone. Luckily, no one laid a finger one me. I know they can be jerks, but those guys treated me very well and took care of all my needs.â
âWell thatâs a relief. I just wish I couldâve been the one to take care of you...â Minkyu seemed convinced already that nothing unsavory had happened.
âI know. I wish you had been there too. I guess we both let a night of free drinks get a little out of control.â Sana felt she was finally in the clear, and could relax a bit.
âSeriously... crazy night. Did I do a body shot from your tits?â He asked, smiling.
She laughed. âI think so, yeah. That was... interesting.â
âI guess we both got to show off a little, then. The guys were probably so jealous that I got to lick your boobs and stuff,â he said proudly.
Sana couldnât help but laugh again at the irony. âOh, Iâm sure they were. I gotta admit, it was pretty fun being basically topless for everyone. Thanks for being okay with that.â She decided to reveal a small shred of truth about her feelings, as it felt natural in that moment.
âNo problem. I suppose Iâm learning to be less controlling. Trying anyway. I trust you, and you deserve to cut loose and flaunt your sexy side a bit under the right circumstances.â
âThanks babe. Thatâs very mature of you.â Sana could hardly believe how well the exchange was progressing.
The reunited couple turned towards the trailer in unison as the door creaked open. Yejun, shirtless as usual, stepped towards them with a wide smile.
âHey, big guy! Sorry about last night. I think we all got more toasted than we meant to. Glad Sanaâs okay. I stayed up as late as I could to make sure she was still breathing. No hard feelings?â He extended a hand towards Minkyu, who shook it without hesitation.
âNo worries, man. My bad for getting all... shitty... towards you. I was just concerned about her. Anyway, thanks for looking out for her.â
âHappy to do it. It was a damn fun night overall. You guys are welcome to party with us any time. Weâll be heading out soon, so feel free to move your stuff and claim the spot for yourselves.â
âThanks, Yejun,â Minkyu said.
Yejun started back up the steps, and then added, âOh! Sana, I think you left something of yours in the bathroom.â
âOh woops. Be right back, babe.â Sana climbed up the steps and hurried inside behind him.
The second they were out of Minkyuâs line of sight, Yejun grabbed her wrist and pulled her into him. He held her tightly in his strong arms as they kissed ferociously. Their hands clawed at each otherâs bodies as their tongues swirled together. Sana wrapped a leg around him, and broke the kiss, staring into his blue eyes.
âWill I ever see you again?â She whispered.
âOf course, you will.â He stuffed a small strip of paper into her cleavage, and pecked her with his lips on her soft chest and up the length of her neck. He let go of her finally and patted her ass. âTill next time. Donât forget what you are.â
âYour slut.â Sana smiled at Yejun one last time, before exiting the trailer and joining her boyfriend.
1K notes
·
View notes
Note
might I request how tf 141 tries to turn you on maybe? Sorry kind of a weird request you donât have to do it if you donât want to ;-;
Not a weird request at all, anon! Hope you enjoy! 18+ only, GN!Reader
Price
Three words: full body massage
That man loves to get his hands on you, and it doesnât even have to be sexual in nature, honestly. Any opportunity to touch you, to caress you, to help ease the tension from your body, heâll gladly take it (and if afterwards youâll let him ease himself into you, well, thatâs just an added bonus đ)
He might use special rollers or electric massagers sometimes, but mostly he just sticks to those big, strong hands of his
He'll start by slicking up his palms with some oil, warming it up before he applies it to your skin
Beginning with your shoulders, heâll slowly work his way down your body, paying special attention to the areas you need most targeted
Aside from those tender spots, heâll also be sure to focus on a few of your more erogenous zones, namely your thighs and your ass (he's an ass man for sure)
By the time he's finished, you're all supple and pliant before him, but thereâs something else too â a sort of warm, fluttery feeling in your gut
Luckily, he knows just the remedy for that sensation. And oh! Would you look at that? You're already in his favorite position: prone
Ghost
We all know he tends to be a man of few words, and this applies to every environment he finds himself in
âŠAt least, every environment outside the bedroom, that is
Because when he's in the mood, you best hold on tight to your pants if you don't want them flying off from how he talks to you (but, I guess, your pants coming off is his end goal anyway)
You'll just be going about your day, minding your business, when you'll get a call from him while heâs âbusyâ at work
He'll start off casual at first, inquiring about your day, your plans for the night, etc., but it won't take long for the conversation to steer to the real reason for his call: to describe the way he's going to fuck you when he gets home
He'll go into excruciating, toe curling detail about all the things he's going to do to you; just how good heâs going to fuck you until you forget your own name
I hope you're not in public when you take his call, otherwise you better have the poker face of a lifetime if you don't want to make a scene in front of several dozens of witnesses
Gaz
He's a big romantic at heart, so rather than just going straight for the bedroom, he'll slowly work his way up to it over the course of the evening
First, he'll treat you to a nice dinner â either by cooking it himself or by taking you to that fancy restaurant you love but think is much too expensive for every day dining
Beneath dimmed, romantic lighting, together you'll share a delicious meal, a glass or two of wine, and of course a tasty dessert to cap it all off
The conversation will be light and pleasant (nothing unbecoming whatsoever), but while he might not outright voice the plans he has for you later in the night, that look he keeps giving you from across the table speaks volumes
When youâve finished your meal and gradually made your way back home/to the bedroom, even then he still isn't done buttering you up just yet
He'll put on some slow music, maybe light a couple candles to really set the mood, even draw you both a bath if you're feeling up to it
Once he does finally take you to bed, it'll be a seamless transition from an evening overflowing with desire and passion
Soap
âSubtletyâ is not really a word in his vocabulary, so most of the time when he's horny, he's just turning to you and asking if you want to fuck
However, sometimes when you need a little more build up than that, he has a few tried and true methods he knows will work you up
He'll change so that heâs walking around your flat wearing a pair of gray sweatpants. Wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants, mind you
Whilst wearing said sweatpants, he'll proceed to stretch and flex around you, showing off all those muscles he knows you love, as well as highlighting a few other assets he knows drives you crazy (i.e. bulge printtttt đ)
He'll then get really touchy with you, starting innocent at first â brushing an eyelash from your cheek, straightening the neck of your shirt â before he gets more and more brazen with his petting
And when he's real close like that, leaning right into your ear, heâll mutter soft praises to you: telling you how beautiful you look, how good you smell, how soft your skin is where heâs touching just there
By the time he finally goes to ask if you want to have sex, he doesn't even get the words out before you're jumping him like a wild animal. All according to planâŠ
#wiw asks#john price x reader#captain john price x reader#captain price x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#kyle garrick x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#gaz x reader#john mactavish x reader#john soap mactavish x reader#soap x reader#john price#simon riley#kyle garrick#john mactavish#tf 141 x reader#task force 141 x reader#cod x reader#cod mw2#call of duty#modern warfare 2
4K notes
·
View notes
Note
I'm unsure if your Request are open, deeply apologizing if I disturbed you.
: Need more yandere captivated stuff, like them constantly clinging to their sweet love, locking the bedroom door at night and only giving their captivated lover permission to leave the room only if they're awake. âĄ
mwa, absolutely love your writing.
Their rules - Yandere JJK
Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji
AN: the boysâ rules for you, plus them being clingy. A bit of the past and background before they kidnapped u ;3
TW: starving, slight Stockholm syndrome, manipulative
Ahhhh yess requests are open thanks for asking!! (â§ââŠ)b
Gojo-
Hes unbearable. His rules are short and simple, but the man himself is insufferable.
He clings onto you, legs around your thighs, head on your chest, while you lay in bed. You try to push him off, but the man is so much bigger than you. He doesnât move an inch, it was like trying to move a brick wall.
You remember the first time he giddily told you the rules.
âOk ok listen-â he said in the middle of giggles, then straightened up his back to look serious but it was obvious he was still giddy.
âHum.. No touching the stove when Iâm around, No watching tv, thatâs a reward not a privilege, you can earn watching it. No ignoring me, no sleeping without giving me a kiss or cuddles.â
He hums. âthere isnât much sweet thingâŠI just want you to be happy.â But his smile is sickly and you know thereâs more to what heâs saying.
You know thereâs unspoken rules he doesnât say, like how you need to constantly keep him in a good mood.
When you were first taken by him, you rejected his every advance. Every time he wanted kisses or cuddles or even something simple, like for you to look at him. You said no, turned away, and slumped in bed.
At first he let it go. He was patient. He was just happy that you were there. That you couldnât talk to others, look at others, and your attention would all be to him in no time.
But you refused this little charade, and you could see him slowly start to become more agitated. Itâs when he stopped coming home to make you dinner (the dinner you barely ever touched anyway), and the way you felt like he was forgetting about you.
Heâd always refill the things you ran out of. The bottle of water on your-his nightstand. The sanitary items and hygiene products you use. Heâd always refill the pantry with all your favorite snacks and sweets.
But he stopped. And that got scary. Your mind was already in shambles, now you were thinking, what if heâs going to leave you for dead? Stop refilling, stop visiting, until you pass away in this locked hell.
Finally, he came home tonight. Around midnight. He never came that late before- it was always around 8 pm or 9 when he was really late, he always made sure to come home early enough to make you dinner.
You were starving, and you peeked from the hallway to see him stumble in, then throw himself on the sofa and then the tv on.
You werenât really allowed to watch tv. You wonder if you could earn it. You watched him slump over, eyes heavy with a glare. He never really looked like this, honestly he always looked giddy and happy. Happy to come home to you. But now he just looked angry, upset, pissed. But it never seemed like it was to you.
He never showed you he hates you, he just stopped trying- stopped talking to you.
But why did that seem scarier than just straight up punishing you?
You slowly took a few steps out of your peeking spot, to be in his eyesight. Normally heâd be delighted, thinking you came to ask him for something or you wanted to talk, anything really. But this time he didnât even look up from the tv. As if you werenât there, as if he didnât notice you.
That just added to your nervousness.
So you decided to do something incredibly stupid.
You hated his giddy happy side, but for some reason, you missed it know. At least before, the aura of the home stayed light and happy. Even if you werenât happy. But now, the tension is fucking palpable. Itâs heavy, and disgusting. You feel scared to even walk a few steps thatâs how heavy the air feels right now.
Slowly you walk over to him. He doesnât budge. His arms are spread at the top of the sofa as his body slumps back onto the sofa. His legs are up on the coffee table, eyes directed solely to the tv.
You sit next to him carefully. Slowly, you start to scoot over to him, slowly. So that his arm over the sofa would carefully be put over you.
Finally you scooted close enough that your thighs touched, and that your head slightly leaned onto his shoulder.
You were scared heâd hit you, scream at you, hurt you. Heâd never done that before but what was stopping him from doing it now? Yes he was gonna hurt you for being stubborn for ignoring him, heâs gonna-
âI missed you.â He said with a sigh, eyes tired that bore into you, his voice was almost shaky, it was obvious he wasnât feeling well. The arm laying on the top of the couch fell onto your shoulders, pulling you in. Cradling your body.
âYou hungry?â
Yes, fuck yes. Youâve barely eaten in the last few days, solely relying on your pantry of snacks and sweets alone to quench your hungry, since he stopped making meals for you.
You nodded quickly and he smiled softly and ruffled your hair.
âAlright- too tired to cook. Letâs just order in ok?â
You nod immediately, digging yourself in more into his body. He smiles at this. You know you shouldnât be touching him, listening to his dumb rules and letting him control you like this.
But you couldnât help it. Things were just so much easier when he was happy. You got to eat, watch tv, and sure, you hated touching him, but he was just so warm.
Thatâs why, fast forward to now, you let him cling onto you in bed. Whining bout his day and how he doesnât have enough time with you. How if he could just open your rib cage and snuggle inside, stay warm and with you forever he would. You think heâs crazy, weird, gross, but you donât comment on it. You let him think your okay with all this, you let him nibble on your collarbone and let him whisper how heâs never gonna let you go, how your his for life and how he loves you like none before.
Heâs warm. You notice. You notice his heartbeat, his breath on your collarbone, his eyes full of hearts and swelling with love. The way he huffs every time you slightly move away.
âH-hey umm I need to use the toilet can you move-â
âCan I come?â
Oh god.
Geto-
His rules were unknown honestly. He didnât outright say any, he wanted you to think you had freedom. Like you werenât being held hostage in his home. As if you were just his lover living with him. Like you had free rein.
As if he didnât lock the bedroom door every night, thinking you were fast asleep. Like he didnât keep track of every time you used the restroom, the shower, did your skincare and ate. As if he didnât have those times and dates and stamps of every time you did so, so he could keep track of every little thing you did.
He wanted you to be happy and free in your home, he called it. After it all, he built it on all your necessities, all the things you use and like, so it is your home. It was made for you.
But there are the unspoken rules.
He hates when you get up from bed in the night, to go use the restroom. He wakes up in a jump, eyes wide and exploring the room, his hands roughly shoving the blankets off the bed to see your not there.
He panics. And he knows he shouldnât. There are alarms everywhere, he has a tracker on you, he knows when you leave and when you stay and where you are at all times. He gets up quickly however, feet scampering to the bathroom door where he knocks on it slightly, asking you to come out.
Heâs always been an okay-amount of clingy. But he panics a lot. He doesnât show it- but he does. He thinks youâll leave, youâll die- or something. Maybe someone else will snatch you- a âmonkeyâ or some curse. Heâs seen the real world he knows how dangerous the average person can be so could you imagine blood thirsty curses? Ready to swipe your small body at any second and have you for a second dinner?
Heâd never let that happen.
And he wants you to reassure him. He wonât ask for it but he needs it. Desperately. Tell him you wonât leave, you wonât die, that your safe- that heâs safe. That youâll be together forever.
But you donât. Because you hate him.
You use to, when you two were actually friends- no, best friends. Youâd tell him all the time that he was safe with you, that your his best friend and youâd make sure that the both of you live a long and healthy life- together.
And thatâs what stayed in his mind. Whyâd you break your promise? Whyâd you have to stop telling him these sweet things? Is it not true anymore? Are we not safe? Are you gonna leave- be taken away? Donât leave.
He wakes from a bitter nightmare that same night. A treacherous feeling crawling his spine, panic in his eyes and his body thrashing. He looks at you. His sweet Angel. You could never do him wrong. But he needs your comfort, your reassurance.
âAngel? Angel wake up, please.â
You refused to, ignoring his please. The truth is, his panicking in his sleep woke you long ago, but you didnât want to wake him up from his little nightmare. You perhaps wanted him to suffer just a little longer.
âAngel? P-please just..â
You rolled your eyes, body facing away from him on your side, still faking your sleep. He could deal with this on his own. You know one of his huge rules was to comfort him and nurse him like you used to- one of his unspoken rules. You know this because just a day after he kidnapped you, he came home with what he called âmonkey bloodâ all over him.
He wanted you to clean him. Tell him to stop calling humans monkeys. He wanted you to bring him back, to keep him from the evil that plastered his mind. Because you were the only one who kept him a clear head, that kept him sane and on earth. Otherwise, who knows what heâd be now?
That day, when you didnât comfort him, the day after he kidnapped you, he became desperate. Begging you almost, but then he stopped. Like a cloud of indifference and anger covered his eyes and he grabbed you by the arm, pulling you into a closet and locking you in.
You screamed, yelled, begged him to let you out. You went through all stages of grief basically, angrily screaming, then begging, tearing up, then calming down and crawling into a little ball in the corner of the closet. It was dark, cold, miserable. Dust got in your hair and eyes, you tried to dust it away with your hands but you felt so dirty. You just hoped heâd let you out soon.
He only left you for an hour or two- you donât really remember. He didnât wanna be too harsh on your first punishment. He still loved you after all, you were just being a brat. But then he dragged you out and sat you down at the dinner table. He acted like nothing was wrong, smiling at you and picking up a spoon of the food he made. He put it to your mouth, trying to feed you. You shook and trembled. You knew you couldnât say no, or who knows how long heâd keep you in that damn closet? At least youâre free now right? You ate the food off his spoon, and let him feed you for the rest of dinner.
He was so incredibly happy that you were obeying him so early in the ârelationshipâ, that he didnât put you back into the closet, but instead let you watch tv. Of course, not without him sitting under the couch, while you sat on the sofa with your legs dangling on his shoulders, brushing his hair and braiding it like you did when you two were best friends. Before things changed.
âAngel please, I need you.â He almost whimpered.
You sighed, and got up, turning your body to him. âWhat was the dream bout this time?â
Heâs always had nightmares, about different things. When you were best friends, he refrained from telling you them. Just wanted you to tell him it was okay, he just wanted to hear your voice and be lulled back to sleep.
Now he wonât shut up about them. Shameless, you think.
âOh Angel.â He pulls you into his chest, a very much unwanted hug, one hand on your head and the other wrapped around your waist, he pulls the covers back on top of the both of you.
âIt was terrible. You were hurt, my dear. Donât you see why I have to keep you? You hurt- that would destroy me, my love.â
His words disgust you, but what really disgusts you is the way you know he isnât lying. You can hear the genuine concern in his voice, that he genuinely thinks this is helping you, not just for his own selfish desire.
âOh Angel, if you left- I wouldnât know what to do.â
And that scares you. That scares you because he knows damn well you canât leave. The cameras, the security, the alarms and the tracker. The way he tightly holds you as if your going to disappear into thin air. The way your almost out of oxygen with the tight hold, your chest and ribs being smushed against his. You could feel his heart beat, you could feel it trying to pounce out his rib cage.
âI wonât leave.â
What you meant to say is that you canât leave, thereâs no way for you to anyway, but you glance up at him and see that what you said was the right thing to say, a smile adoring his lips as he kissed your head softly.
âMy sweet Angel. You always know what to say.â
Or you just know what he wants to hear.
Nanami-
Nanami had so many rules, regulations, all these things you had to remember.
âYou need to ask me permission for certain things. Entertainment is a privilege youâll be rewarded with. I have books and art supplies youâll be using before screen time. Healthy snacks only- with the exception of dessert after dinner. You donât get dessert if youâre being bad.â
He sits on the coffee table in front of you, wearing his work clothes, a nice suit and some goggles in his hands. You sit on the sofa in front of him, arms crossed in your chest out of anger but you listen anyway.
âThe better you are the more freedom you have, my dear. Iâd never want to take away the things that make you happy, but I canât stop myself if your being bad. I want you in bed by midnight, or you sleep when I do. If Iâm late from work and canât make dinner Iâll send some- youâre not allowed in the kitchen until you get the privilege of it. You have a pantry full of snacks and healthy foods, and a water dispenser until I can come home and make dinner. I will make breakfast every morning.â
His damn rules and regulations go on forever, but at least you know what will make him upset and what wonât.
âOnce you can prove your a good girl/boy, Iâll provide you with more electronics for your own entertainment, but screen time will be limited. I expect you to keep up with your hygiene and get enough sleep, eat well and continue your hobbies. Iâd like you to greet me in the morning before I leave and at night when I come home- obviously this rule varies on the circumstances of the day.â
You sigh, further sinking into the sofa as he talks you down further.
âIn the future, I expect goodbye kisses and greetings. If you ever need anything you just need to ask me. If youâre thinking on picking up a new hobby, you want new clothes, different snacks- I expect you to tell me. And lastly, you are never allowed to go to sleep angry. I know this situation isnât ideal, but I never want to argue before bed, and sleep angry with each other. We need to hash things out everytime, I donât think itâs fair to each other, otherwise.â
You just nod, half the things going over your head but you know you should agree.
âAlright Iâll be home early today, okay? Goodbye my dear.â He gets up and stands near the door, waiting.
You look up at him from the sofa, then realize what heâs waiting for.
âJust leave.â You say upset, curling up into the sofa. He frowns, but leaves anyway, waving goodbye.
He had just kidnapped you. What was it the second day? He abducted you last night. Let you in on all the fun rules today.
Great.
Honestly, youâre still freaking out in your head a bit about all this. At first you thought it was some curse disguised as him, but you could sense his cursed energy was all him. No trickery, no fakes, it was him. He fought so hard but you were no match for him.
You definitely could have been, and that makes you laugh. You really could have. But heâs been watching you since high school. Watching your techniques, your moves, the way your body sways in fight and the way you dodge. The way you attack, everything. Youâve fought him plenty of times to train and for fun. You never thought- you never once thought heâd use it against you.
That he memorized your every move, adapted, the way he knew exactly what way youâd fight back, what way youâd dodge what way youâd try and escape.
How could he?
You were so upset, so betrayed. It hurt so much. You curled into yourself, upset, thinking bout the way he basically took advantage of you as friends. You thought you were fighting beside him, were you really just fighting him all along?
That day he came home, and saw you laid out on the couch, dried tears on your cute pink cheeks, your body curled to protect yourself, fast asleep.
He smiles at you, but itâs a soft sentimental one, one that has a hint of sadness.
He didnât want to hurt you. Genuinely. But he couldnât help it. Every year, being thrown into a friendzone, every year his obsession for you grew, he wanted you as his wife not best friend, every year he saw himself grow older- and was scared. What if he grew too old to get married? To have a family? Each year you showed the same care you should your friends, nothing grew into sweet love for him, and that scared him. In high school, he waited. Hoping that youâd mature and grow to love him. He stayed by your side hoping he wouldnât have to do anything drastic.
But the time passes anyway.
And you didnât seem to change.
And he carries you to your bed, their bed. The bed you share. When he places you down he caresses your head and hair, you kick him away in your sleep and that hurts him so deeply. He locks the door, sits on your bed and watches you. He had to do this. Donât you see?
The way you would smile at him, laugh with him, love his seriousness and fight beside him. He loved that all about you. You two were meant for more then a measly friendship right?
He pulls you to him in your sleep, cuddling your unconscious body, snuggling his face into your nape and softly pecking your collarbone. He smiles at the way you whine in your sleep, trying to push him away and stop being smothered.
But he loves to smother you- he wonât stop. He lays almost on top of you, head in your nape, as he softly caressed your waist and hips, pecking your collarbone, smiling dazedly, almost drunk, off the cute sleeping sounds that leave your mouth, the breaths that leave your nose, the soft heaving of your chest.
He loves how domestic this is. His wife/hubby, his adorable lover and partner. His equal and forever. He believes that you two have always been together, that youâve always cared for him as much as he cared for you- you just donât realize it.
He eyes become heavy. Being in your arms (not that you were trying to keep him there), reminds him how relaxed he feels in them, that they make him drowsy and almost high off the feeling. His body almost slumps over, un-tensing. He had a long day of work. It was nice to come home to his loved one, to be in your arms, to be held and to hold.
If he could stay like this forever, the time not continuing, just you and him in a warp of space where time doesnât exist, where you could be one. Where he could cherish you and spoil you forever and ever- reliving the lovely memories from when you were young.
A smile softly sets on his face as he falls asleep snuggled to you, he thinks, that he doesnât need to live in the past. You two can make new memories, better ones. Memories, where you actually love him, not just as a friend, but as a lover.
His lover.
Toji-
He didnât really have rules for you. He didnât care too much about physical affection, sure he liked the average kiss on the cheek before he left to assassin some idiot. He wanted your attention obviously, but he didnât mind you being a brat and never giving it to him.
âAlright Iâm going to work.â Heâs waiting for you. Heâs waiting for you to run up to him and kiss his cheeks, tell him you love him, at least wish him goodbye. He felt desperate. Sad. He wanted you to just- why are you being so bratty?
âIâm going to work.â
Heâs at the door, hand on the handle. Youâre sitting on the couch. He lets you watch tv, sometimes heâs happy when you accidentally come across the news channel and see all the disgusting shit on the news, all those disgusting heinous crimes. Maybe someday youâll see those and understand. Know that he did this all for you, itâs all for your own good. As cliche as that sounds.ïżŒ
âIm going-â âOk I get it!â You basically yelled.
He seemed startled. Thatâs when he starts to wonder if he was giving you too much freedom. You yelled at him. How could you? You want him gone, you want him to leave.
Alright heâll give you what you want.
That day he came home, and cleared out the pantries and locked up the fridge. He left the next morning, telling you he had some mission thatâll last a few days. You just shrugged at him like normal, pretty happy youâd get a break from him.
But you didnât realize his plan. His stupid crazy fucking smart plan. You opened the pantry. Nothing, just a few things you canât really eat. Like a half full jar of peanut butter, uncooked pasta, some can of tuna. You opened the other drawers and cabinets. Condiments only basically. Salts and spices. But where was the food? Ok, itâs fine. Youâll cook something, grab some things in the fridge- wait what? Why was there.. a lock? Whyâs it locked? It was never locked- oh. He did this. This is your punishment.
No, youâll take it. If he wants to be an ass- youâll just be even pettier and go with it. Then heâll know not to test you right? Heâll essentially get worried that your not eating, then go buy more food and unlock the fridge.
Boom. Great plan right? Wrong.
Your stomach growled. It was what, the third day in to not eating? You thought you had more resistance then that- that you could hold back for longer. But no, your stomach was in pain and you felt yourself growing weaker.
You felt yourself getting desperate.
You decided to emergency call Toji. He had one attached to the security, where you could only call him, if ever an emergency while he wasnât home.
You went up to the little screen on the wall next to the door, an iPad connected to all the security, well only he could access that part. What you could access, is the emergency call. But before you pressed the button to call you stopped yourself. Fuck you were hungry, but you couldnât give in. Plus you knew he was angry. He wouldnât just give in.
You needed to sweeten him up. You knew that he wonât just give in if you ask for food.
You slightly press the button, hearing it ring for a second before he picked ul and answered.
âWhat?â
Normally, heâd be asking if your okay, if you needed him, whatâs the emergency. You know, all that. When he was actually worried. You gulped.
âO-oh! Yeah I called because I umm.. I miss you?â Yeah, not so convincing.
âYeah, doll?â
â..yeah. When you coming home?â
âI donât know.â
⊠Heâd never answer like that before. He was being so dry? What was his plan? But then, the hunger, the dizziness, the weakness in your bones- you started to overthink. You started to think that perhaps he wasnât coming home. He was going to leave you forever in this locked cage, alone, to die. And then you thought, what if his mission is going bad? And thatâs why he isnât being clear? What if he really doesnât know when heâs coming home because where he is, is so dangerous he isnât sure if he even will come home?
But if he dies, you die. If he dies, you die. If he dies you die if he dies you-
âTOJI please! Please please come home I canât- I canât be here alone anymore- I need you. Please Toji donât die-â
âDie? Doll? Whatâs wrong?â
You start to sniffle, thinking about your own death. Thinking about different ways youâd die out, and all leads to one- alone. You didnât wanna starve to death alone. You couldnât.
âP-please? Come home? Miss you..â the genuine upsetness in your voice seriously surprised him.
âOk doll. I think I can get home by tonight ok?â
âToji?â You ask softly, sniffling.
âYeah doll?â
âI feel so sick.â You whine, clearing your throat.
Itâs like you could feel him smile from the other end. âAlright doll, donât worry, mâ coming home soon. Iâll bring you some things on my way back. Kay?â
You nod, even though you know he canât see you nod, he chuckled over the line as if he did.
This time, when he comes home, grocery bags in hand, you run up to him to greet him. Never like you used to.
Itâs funny, you almost jumped on the man, you almost hugged him, you stopped yourself before you could, your mind reminding you that heâs your captor. That you hate him, that he tricked you and heâs evil and- oh but heâs so warm. You havenât felt physical affection for so long. And heâs just so big like a cuddly bear. And you just- you canât have him leave again okay? This isnât fault. Youâre not about to hug him because you want to, okay? Itâs just.. you donât want him to starve you again ok? Really itâs not because you.. you think heâs so cuddly. You think heâs so warm and inviting. And you could smell the food wafting from the bags he held- did he buy takeout? Oh my god- and from your favorite fucking place-
You softly put your hands around his waist, head on his chest, just holding him gently, scared that perhaps that wasnât him but some figment of your imagination.
âOh sweeeheart, you missed me that much, hm?â
You just nod, feeling disgusted but oh so satisfied. You donât wanna look at him, you know youâll be met with some smug smirk, that smirk showing that he knows he won, that now, you wonât exactly take him for granted.
âI brought take out cmon.â
Tehe Iâd let them take me đ anyway, thank you sm for the ask! Requests are open yall! Also feel free to give me commentary! I donât rlly write so đ
#yandere#yandere jjk#jjk#jjk x reader#yandere jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu geto#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu gojo#jujutsu nanami#jujutsu satoru#gojo satoru#yandere gojo#yandere nanami#nanami kento#geto suguru#yandere geto#toji fushiguro#jjk toji#yandere toji#fluff#jjk fluff#tw kidnapping#gojo x reader#gojou satoru x reader#gojo x y/n#trending#reaction#jjk x y/n#y/n
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Delicious In Dungeon Having a Crush on You HC's!
â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°ââ.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:
Summary: Just like the title says, how they would act if they had a crush on you including how you find out!
Pt.2 w Kabru, Shuro and Falin!
â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*ă»Â°â â.ă.:*ă»Â°â.ă.:*°â.ă.:*
Senshi:
-I'm not going to lie it is going to take a fat minute for him to fess up his feelings for you let alone for people to notice because it is the little things that stand out.
-Senshi is really good at keeping secrets and is a really private person and fights for his peace
-So what if he may slip a little bit more food onto your plate, make your favorite dishes only for you if the ingredients for it just so happens to be in his bag, is always the first person to get you out of a dangerous situation? It's all out of convenience and being kind
-But his lack of casualty is also really telling like when giving out compliments he sometimes has a tinge of shyness to his voice, "You look...very nice y-yes"
-The way you find out he has a crush on you is because he eventually comes to a realization that he cannot keep running away from his problems because that has never ended in anything good and confesses his feelings for you
-It happened whilst everyone was asleep and it was just you two alone by the fire, the embers were crackling and you always enjoyed watching it ablaze while talking with Senshi. Eventually he piped up after staying silent for so long and having you take the lead in talking,
"I don't mean to corner you, nor do I expect you to feel the same but...I have feelings for you, genuinely Y/N. And, meeting you in this party means the world to me as in a way you all are unique treasures but you. I couldn't imagine just walking away without letting you know how much you mean to me."
-Honestly, Senshi is one of the least in denial about this predicament with his feelings and will come to you sooner
Marcille:
-A person who completely avoids her feelings for you like the plague and will deny like her life depends on it
-She swears to others that it's just because you're an amazing friend!
-She brings you your favorite sweet treats, offers to cast magic for your slightest inconveniences, she just so happens to bring books that are about the things you mentioned one off or are a specific interest you love
-The contrast of how she treats others vs. You is so jarring and it's really obvious that she has a crush on you. She is really protective and a bit possessive (not in a weird way) over you and she does not really care about the other people in her party like that
-Anytime she's afraid of something, she holds onto you, Marcille is VERY touchy with her crush
-The blonde blushes pretty consistently and is really shy when it comes to you and tries to appear nonchalant but fails miserably
-It's honestly so bad that even Laios caught on after Senshi threw him a clue and one time when it was just him asked her, which resulted in her coming clean and being VERY distressed as if she committed a crime
-The way you find out she has a crush on you is when you're on a mission in a dungeon. She was near a weeping willow exerting mana, rumored to grant wishes to anyone who asks.
-She held a piece of paper and was on her knees, looking up at the grand tree on the soft blades of grass. She began speaking to the tree once you silently walked in through the cave hole to check on her and the half-elf was completely unknowing of your intrusion,
-"Please they're the love of my life, and I'm not asking to force them but maybe...show me a sign if they like me back. They make me feel like no other and I am just so confused and I need guidance, Ancient Willow."
Chilchuck:
-Deny. Deny. Deny. Deny.
-Oh, and did I say deny
-He absolutely hates being the person caught with egg on his face and being in the wrong, so the fact that he himself Mr. 'No Party Romances' violated his own rules?
-He wants to fall into a hole right on the spot
-While he is a grown ass man and doesn't want to be a coward, Chilchuck doesn't want to face this problem head on surprisingly (sarcasm)
-He shows his love for you by trying to keep you the safe the most out of everyone in the party, scolds you HEAVILY when you mess up that could've cost you your life
-Some may say that it's just Chilchuck's explosive nature, Senshi was actually the first to see through it and grow suspicion over his behavior but honestly didn't have enough evidence for his theory and was shot down by Laios and Marcille
-It's not extremely obvious his slight shift in treatment until you had been kidnapped by the Chain Devil to protect Chilchuck from it's clutches
-And multiple times have members of the party have been kidnapped and although shaken he was able to keep his cool...but this time it was heavily different
-He let out a horrified scream that they had never heard from the Half-Foot before. He scrambled to his feet after watching you getting pulled into the darkness, his eyes were glassy and full of panic as he asked the rest on what they should do
-When they get you back, you were too tired to really stand so you laid in the sleeping bag as everyone else slept as well, but the brown haired man never left your side and watched as you slept
-...or so he thought
-You find out about his true feelings as you laid in your sleeping bag. As you were drifting in and out consciousness but felt light weight on the side of your body and Chilchuck began to talk to you, asking if you were awake
-"Good, you're fast asleep...I hope you know that I'm not hard on you because I don't like you that's...not even close to the truth.
I love you, so much and...I get so damn scared for you."
Laios:
-Constant. Monster. Facts.
-One of the things that makes Laios so attracted to you is that you listen and like when he nerds out so please be prepared. You're a safe space to spew out knowledge and it means the world to him
-Consistently gives you small little gifts, but then sometimes gifts to the others so it doesn't look suspicious. Maybe it was something with the light but, the look in his eye as he gave you the bracelet and put it on you was so different.
-Usually doesn't care about other people being in a towels or shirtless, but when it's you he feels like a victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time. When he sees your collar bones and he tries to keep it very lokwey, but is highkey blushing
-Gives you some sketches of your favorite creatures, always "accidentally" makes your favorite dish for dinner nights, pouts a little when you need to be gone without him for a little
-If you're ever feeling insecure he might open his gob a little too much, "I get maybe why you'd feel that way but, if you ask me I think it's pretty hot" he says with a blank, enthusiastic smile on his face not at all understanding how that could come off
-You find out that the knight has a crush on you the first time he gets absolutely hammered with Senshi, Chilchuck as he was convinced by the two to get drunk
-The bar was packed in one of the "safe spaces" in town and you and Marcille were kinda the designated sober people within your party, and whilst the half elf was in the bathroom you decided to get some fresh air and got up from the stool seat
-"Whatcha' doing party is jus' getting started?" Laios asks
-You shot him a look over the shoulder and responded softly, "I need some fresh air hun, I'll be right back."
-And there went his inner dialogue. Out his mouth.
-"Woah, how sexy. Being in love really sucks sometimes since I'd really do tricks like a dog to be with them good god."
-The look you gave dobered him almost completely, and if that wasn't enough Marcille was right behind him and heard every word
-Love is cringe but he is free I guess.
Part Two:Kabru, Shuro and Falin!
#dunmeshi x reader#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dungeons and dragons#dunmeshi#chilchuck imagines#chilchuk dungeon meshi#chilchuck tims x reader#chilchuck x reader#chilchuck#laois touden#laois dungeon meshi#laois delicious in dungeon#delicious in dungeon x reader#laios#laios touden#laois touden x reader#laios x reader#laios dungeon meshi#dunmeshi laios#delicious in dungeon laios#laois#laios dunmeshi#marcille#marcille dungeon meshi#marcille dunmeshi#marcille x reader#senshi x reader#senshi of izganda#senshi
1K notes
·
View notes