Panda Making - Dreamcatcher Dami
A/N: I apologize for the utterly terrible puns (if you get it), if not, nothing of value was lost, trust me.
"Oh my god, it's so cuteeeee!" You remind yourself that Dami is not the cute one in Dreamcatcher, that she isn't one to fawn over something as mundane as a four-legged creature that eats shoots and leaves, but here she is, squealing at a pitch higher than you've ever heard her sing. "Did you know its name is Fu Bao?"
"Yes it's on the sign."
"And that it's the first panda born in Korea?"
"Yes that's also on the sign."
"Ahh and it's so cute!"
"I can tell, I can tell," you reply, unimpressed. Seeing her good mood, you try earning brownie points with Dami. "But you're cuter."
"No no, it's the cutest!" It is time for the two of you to move on, for the next viewing group to enter the enclosure. As you leave though, Dami curls her arm tightly around your elbow, guiding you back to the viewing line.
"Let's go again!"
The panda is an invasive species, coming up in conversations even after you arrive back home with Dami.
"Can we make some bamboo-related dish?" "Let's get some fruit the pandas eat?" You are mentally prepared to put your foot down when Dami brings up pandas again.
Except it came at the most unexpected time.
"Oppa?" You're shaken awake by your girlfriend.
"Hmm?"
"I want to make a baby panda." Half-asleep you don't process her words properly.
"That's great, but we're not the zoo babe," you grumble into the pillow. You are significantly more awake once you feel Dami's hand dip beneath your shorts.
"We can make our own little Fu Bao right here..." Dami nibbles on your earlobe, rolling you on your back and climbing on top of you. Your eyes are widen open as you watch her slowly undo the buttons on her pajama top. "Maybe even call it Da Bao."
"God that's a terrible name," you chuckle as you pull Dami in for a kiss, slipping the silk shirt off her shoulders.
"Really? That's the takeaway here, that Da Bao's a bad name?" An outraged Dami is shushed by you slipping your hands under her pants, squeezing a tight cheek.
"You know what you're asking for right?" Dami's grinding on you slowly, her hips nodding up and down against you.
"Yeah, I know, maybe it's just me seeing cute stuff nowadays, gone a little bit stir crazy." You keep kissing her neck, letting her continue to grind on you, but not going further, not responding to her. "You're really going to make me say it hmm?" You kiss Dami's jawline, hands teasingly playing with the hem of her panties and struggling not to just rip it off her—her heat is palpable.
"I dunno what you're talking about, Da Bao's mom."
"God..." She shivers on top of you. "Fuck fine, I need you to get rid of all the condoms in the place."
"Now? Get off me then." Dami damn near dunks your dome on the bed and plants her derriere on you.
"Not right now!" she hisses, before shimmying and kicking off her pants. "I need you to knock me up." She pulls out your wide-awake cock and pulls her panties to the side, revealing that she truly "needs" you right now, pink flesh glistening even in the dim bedroom.
"Do you mean—" You hold Dami at whining distance, your cock twitching when you feel a drop of slick drip on your tip. "Do you mean a panda needs to be bred in Korea?" She growls as you bring her down on you, sheathing yourself in her.
"Yes god yes!" Dami's leaning against you heavily, reeling at feeling you raw inside her. "Fucking breed me."
"You feel so good, fuck!" Dami clenches around you, and you feel every texture and fold of her walls—it's so much more pleasurable with nothing wrapped around you, nothing stopping you from planting your seed inside her. "Ugh, not going to last long."
"It's fine, cum inside me, just cum inside me!" At your admission of poor stamina Dami rides you hard, her flat midriff moving sensuously. Her husky moans are right in your ear, begging you with "give me a baby panda" and "let me milk you". The whispers get more and more desperate until she sits down on you with a lewd squelch. The sudden increase in wetness gets to you, and you hold her down, making sure you're hilted in her before you explode. Dami sucks harshly on your neck, leaving a dark hickey as she creams all over you, purring contentedly as you fill her.
"Fuck, baby..."
"Are you talking to me or Da Bao?" You're shut up by your girlfriend, grinding down on you vengefully. Dami regrets it though, quivering on top of you.
"Shit, you're leaking, I can feel you leaking!"
"You're the one doing the leaking, all over our bed." You hold her close, feeling her clench around you, like she's still cumming or something. "Are you trying to milk me?"
"No, want to get you hard again."
"Hm, it's going to take more than that to make Da Bao."
"I know, I'll have to track my cycle, figure out when's the best time, and then make sure we're in our best condition, and—"
"You're overcomplicating things dear."
"What? Ah!" You hug Dami close as you put her on her back and get on top of her. "T-That's what I read, I did a lot of reading!" It makes you hard again, that Dami's not just having baby fever, but that she's actively doing research, really meaning to try for one. You enter her easily, and she arcs against you, body pressed flushed with yours.
"Maybe, but I have an easier solution." You start moving, pumping her full of cock while you lean down and whisper in her ear. "I fuck you before and after you finish work every day until it happens."
"D-Day and night?"
"Day and night, I'll fill you up properly, you'll have to hide from the members why you're walking funny, while you're still dripping my load, because you won't be able to get all of it out."
"That sounds good..." Dami gasps, wrapping her legs around your waist to lock you in. "And then?"
"And then when you come back home, I welcome you back and let you choose, do you want to ride me or should I bend you over the dining table before we eat dinner?" Dami's eyes roll as she imagines it happening, a small orgasm flowing through her.
"A-And then?"
"We do it one more time before we sleep, so you can get the best rest, maybe I fuck you in the shower so we can clean up quickly and go to sleep right after."
"What happens when I, when I—" Dami's a bit of a wreck, the thought of her doing her research combined with you actively trying to knock her up sending her into some kind of heat.
"When we succeed," you bring your hand down to her flat belly. "This little tummy won't be so flat any more, and it'll be fucking hot." You press down on her womb from above, and you drive into her powerfully, making sure she feels it all the way inside her.
"Yes yes yes yes yes..." Dami doesn't hear you groan and tell her you're cumming, she experiences it with you, your thick seed filling her up as the warmth flushes over her with her own peak. She clenches on you repeatedly, until you no longer throb inside of her.
As Dami cuddles against you, you remind yourself to throw out the condoms, and maybe you wouldn't mind taking her to see Fu Bao again before the panda is transferred back. After all...
Da Bao is part of the package.
A/N: So this came up randomly when I was listening to news about Fu Bao, one thing led to another and I had panda breeding in my head. I already had an idea for Seoyeon (Fromis App) so Dami was it. And once I got the name "Da Bao" in my head the pun is too terrible to not use it. Just a short little thing, thanks for reading!
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hi! im a sss, but i think other sss can learn a thing or two.
first of all, dont fucking send death threats or wishes of death, sss. its fucking weird??? second, dont be such a stuck up bitch if people support wilbur. there has literally been no proof yet (im supporting shelby because i go by support victims until proven wrong, but you guys do you!:3) third, dont post nsfw of TEEN WILBUR or wilbur at all?? thats fucking gross. dehumanizing a man for alleged abuse is gross and makes you just as bad if hes guilty. fourth, sending hate and rape threats is also gross. what the fuck?? so apparently its okay if you do it but not when wss do it back? hows that make any sense. fifth, and i know this one is hard to understand guys, BUT PEOPLE HAVE THEIR OWN DECISIONS. crazee ik. sixth, if you are mad about someone listening to lovejoy and saying "their music sucks" save it. because didnt you like it not even a year ago? are you admitting you were a fake ass fan? like, im a shelby supporter but even i still listen to lovejoy because their music is good. just because i dont particularly like the guy who is the lead singer for his actions, A; theyre in the past and hes getting therapy. B; i still like the music. and C; as much as i dont like to admit it, their music and his streams saved my fucking life. so quit being stuck up assholes about this. the sss is honestly looking worse than wss because of how blatantly toxic it is here. if you have even the slightest doubt for even one fragment of shelbys story youre told you are a fake supporter and told to kys. if you believe it all, youre told you are so easily gaslighted and told that you shouldnt trust everything on the internet. if you dont believe any of her story, youre told to kys, support victims, and that they wish you were raped.
SHELBY SUPPORT SQUAD, YOU GUYS ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM. YOU ARE NOT HELPING, YOU ARE CAUSING MORE UNNESSASARY HARM. DO BETTER. SHELBY WOULDNT WANT THIS.
anyways, i hope you guys (wss) have long and happy lives even if i dont agree with supporting him:) btw can i be 🍊🦢 anon?:3
-🍊🦢
THANK YOU OH MY GOD
They need to be sat down and told this in loop so they understand this shit. Most wss I've seen also used to support shebly or be sss until they were given reason to turn to wss (which is our case) I wish they'd realize as a fandom they represent shebly and her as a CC and that their actions can have effects on shebly. From how people view her to how in some places its by law, ccs gave to take responsibility for their fans' behavior if it gets out of hand and they haven't done anything to try and stop it. I barely see any sss actually supporting her. Barely any veiws, no happy birthday wishes no nothing. They just either made caput edits then tell tell wss to kys
It's always nice to have nice sss come on every now and then feels refreshing^^
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Post-match Activites - ARTMS Heejin
"Heejin! You're not supposed to be here!"
"What, no one else is here."
"What if someone was, you can't just barge into the dressing room!"
"Oh please, you say that like jocks and cheerleaders don't hook up in here."
"You really want to do this right now?" Heejin turns to lock the door. You pray your teammates don't come back just yet.
You are instantly on Heejin, pushing her to the wall.
"There you go, don't be such a scaredy cat." She taunts, and you make sure she will never think that again, pulling her top down roughly. Her petite chest looked generous in the moment, and you lean in, leaving small love marks across her tits—at least she'll be able to cover them up later. Heejin's gasping for breath, but there's no time to slow down, another tug and her panties are on the floor. Her hands drift to her skirt, but you quickly push them away.
"No, I'm going to fuck you just like this."
Your own shorts and boxers join her underwear on the floor, but you keep a grip on her skirt, reaching up and grabbing her top at the same time. The entirety of Heejin's cheerleader outfit is bunched in your hands, her fit body on full display for anyone to look at. But no, you're the only lucky guy who gets to see this, and you lift her slightly against the wall as you take aim.
"Nngh..." Heejin covers her mouth, trying to muffle a deep moan when you push her into and up the dressing room wall. Her legs wrap around your hips, hands grabbing your shoulders to try and hang on. "Fuck, so deep, I swear you're bigger after a game."
"That's why you always come by after a game, isn't it?"
"Mmm, yes! Yes!" Heejin answers your question inadvertently, her pleasured whispers the perfect madlib.
"I think you're just fucking tight after a routine." You groan into her ear, driving yourself deep into your favorite cheerleader. Pheromones and endorphins flow through the two of you as you take Heejin with quick and hard pumps—you needed to finish this quickly after all.
You just had to wait for Heejin.
"Oh my god, fuck me fuck me fuck me!" She cries out, her nails digging into the back of your neck. You bury your face in her neck and bite just a little harshly, and Heejin's leg wrap on your hips gets instantly tighter.
As does her pussy.
"Ah fuck..." Her short breathless cry is one of the things you love about her, and as she pulls you deeper you follow her over, reaching a high that no mere game can match. You do what every guy in the stadium that watches Heejin wants to do—leave her completely filled with cum, no doubt staining her panties below with overflow. You continue to grind into her as you come down, keeping her pressed against the wall until you are truly spent.
"P-Put me down."
"Not yet." Heejin blushes and whines as you put a few more thrusts into her for good measure before finally letting her down onto shaky legs.
"Damn it, you ruined my outfit." Heejin complains as she tugs her top back over her chest—her top and skirt are completely wrinkled, and there's no hiding the hickey you left on her neck.
"Serves you right for coming in here." You throw her your towel. "Clean up."
"Ew I'm not using your dirty towel."
"It's clean, I knew you'd come here."
"You did? Aww!" Heejin pauses for a moment as she cleans up and puts on her panties. "Or maybe not 'aww', you were looking forward to it weren't you? That's why you had the towel!"
"Like you didn’t know this would happen." Heejin merely smirks as she pulls out a wrinkled bandage from a hidden pocket and slaps it on her neck.
Right where your hickey is.
"Maybe."
A/N: A SSS because Kaede brought it up on discord and I always wanted to write cheerleader Heejin. Thanks for reading!
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