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here we are. the road to 25k starts now. gulps
#getting part one very close to being finished#still have a LOT to add to part two#honestly its going to be mega#part three is like half done#actually thats not even true what am i talking about#its like a quarter done. but its not going to be as long as other parts#part one is actually like. maybe 1k words away?? wtfffff#thats crazy#ive been doing a lot of writing on it today#which i was dreading before but its actually come out pretty easily#anyway ^_^#first part may be out in a few days depending on how editing goes!!!!!!!#don't lie to me
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Shout out to all artists who had to work without any strong direction or instruction.
I wish you a merry âthe client likes it anywaysâ
#non mdzs#The real mood of this comic is:#AKA: you are in charge of designing a character but have only been given personality as a reference.#This was technically for a game dev meeting and I am part of a team rather than a contractor hired on.#But hey the anxiety going into this was still crazy high. I was playing a risky gambit.#Part two of this comic is me putting all those clowns on a powerpoint and presenting them in front of a few people.#Pointing at them and saying âOkay which clown do you like best? How can we sex up this clown more?â#I think I may be giving the impression that Iâm more into clowns than I actually am. It just fit with the character okay!#I had to consult the REAL down-for-clowners for tips. Photos exchanged in the dark alleys of a discord server.#A hooded figure shakes their head at the first photo. Slowly nods as I add puffy sleeves. Nods furiously as I drop the neckline.#This clown still needs to marinate a bit more before Iâm ready to present them to the wider world.#So stay tuned! They have become a delight to draw and develop!#Game dev diary#As this is part of that new arc in my life.#Can you tell I've been practicing with digital art a lot more? Boy have I ever! I'm getting stronger! And faster!
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22 days until ode's 22nd birthday
day 22 aka THE COUNTDOWN IS OVER - ode's past birthday brrrr ppoppos
#xdinary heroes#ode#oh seungmin#jungsu#jooyeon#gaon#junhan#jun han#gunil#kim jungsu#lee jooyeon#kwak jiseok#han hyeongjun#goo gunil#ode22#forfreddy#IT'S BIRTHDAY TIME! (scheduling this for midnight korean time again) (i hope we're getting many more brr ppoppos this year!)#happy birthday seungmin!! hope he's having a good time â„#he's such a sweet and considerate guy. ugh the fact that he often cries when it's time to say goodbye?? relatable king but also SO SWEET#and ugh it's such an interesting contrast - the icy guy who leaves such a cold first impression seems to be so emotional. he cares a lot an#when i was at their concert there were two instances (i tried to keep it general rn but i just remembered this is kinda the personal part..#one time he was on the verge of tears - he just looked at the crowd and he was about to cry and UGH i wanted to climb up there and hug him#he was just so overwhelmed with seeing all these people supporting him and his band and UGH it's pretty nice to stan a band that appreciate#when you realize it actually MEANS something to them#the other instance was... at some point he asked us to take a step back. and i was wondering what the next step was going to be - jumping o#but he didn't add anything. he just wanted us to get more space so we'd be safer. and UGH it wasn't even necessary it wasn't super stuffed#and there was no immediate danger. there was no need to act but still he cared about us and he wanted us to be comfortable and safe#and that's super sweet and i think that's the kind of person he is. very considerate very sentimental. and that's amazing â„
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Me normally: Let people love what they love
Me, after a Test Match Special commentator expresses their belief that the new All Creatures Great and Small is somehow "better" than the 1978 version: This is pure insanity and TMS can no longer be trusted on anything, how can they even be trusted to know about cricket, do they have no TASTE
#Look it's fine that this show exists and people will watch it and like it and that's ok maybe it's just not for me#But that was like a statement purely designed to piss me off#There were lots of issues with the 1978 adaptation! I still vastly preferred the books any day!#And I actually initially had high hopes for the new one because they at least cast a Scot (albeit a Highlander not a Clydesider) as James#And the actors at least looked a little bit younger than Christopher Timothy and Robert Hardy#And thank god Helen actually sounds like she's a farmer's daughter and doesn't speak RP!#But from the half hour I've seen of it I've had to write off this new adaptation#For two major reasons#First of all there's Siegfried#Siegfried is one of the key central aspects of the vibe of the books and therefore key to any adaptation#Robert Hardy was too short and too old for the part but he lived and breathed the character#The twinkle in the eye bouncing off the walls and in and out of rooms followed by half a dozen dogs utterly full of life even when angry#But this new Siegfried is just sort of... Eeyore-esque; he comes into a room and you can see the flowers droop and the set turn grey#Siegfried was angry Siegfried was happy and the historical character he was based on was no stranger to melancholy#Since Donald Sinclair did commit suicide or rather self-euthanasia after Alf Wight and his own wife Audrey died#But this slow grumbly figure in the new adaptation is not Siegfried Farnon- the book character didn't grumble more often he exploded#And why did the adaptation give him a dead wife that's so weird? What could that possibly add to the source material?#And this brings me onto my second problem which is to do with women and age#Firstly I have no idea why they aged down Mrs Hall or at least made her look younger than a woman her age would have back then#But what really drove me mad was when Heriot goes out to see some old woman hill farmer in the episode I saw#And this woman is far too clean and young-looking and you can see that she's wearing 'natural' look make-up#And a perfect set of clothes that looked like they were straight out of the House of Bruar autumn collection catalogue#Say what you like about the 1978 adaptation but old women looked like old women regardless of whether or not they wore make-up#It may be that the better quality of television screens means that the 'natural look' shows up on screen more clearly than it would have#But natural look make-up was not really a thing in the 1930s and for old women Yorkshire hill farmers I doubt they'd have much on at all#They just don't seem to be capable of allowing people to look old and wrinkled and real or have bad teeth or unattractive clothes#And everything is far too tidy- everybody looks far too perfectly country and quaint#Anyway the moral of this story is of course that I always recommend reading the books because they're much better#than any tv adaptation; but if forced to choose at least the 1970s one felt real and yet didn't have to be grim either#Ok that's my rant over please do feel free to enjoy the show I just got annoyed because the opinion was expressed on TMS
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FFXIVWrite 2024 Day 11 - Surrogate
Masterlist Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Pairings: Leofard Myste & Warrior of Light Rating: Teen & Up Additional Notes: Takes place at during HW patch 3.5. Major spoilers for the Shadow of Mhach alliance raid questline. Ao3 Link
Lady Raimille. The picture painted by Stacia's tale was everything an orphaned child could want from a parent. Everything except that she'd passed on too soon â but not before giving her foster son one last gift.
The noblewomanâs real portrait hung above them, enshrined in Leofardâs quarters. Presiding over his affairs and his family; watching over the man himself. Moro'a knew that paintings like this cost a considerable sum to commission, and that taking care of them required specific knowledge and attention; unexpected obligations for a sky pirate.Â
But the painting gleamed, immaculately free of blemishes. âI had wondered as to the origin of his vessel's naming,â Cait Sith said softly, his voice touched with emotion. ââTis a most beautiful painting.â
Moroâaâs time in Ishgard had also taught him that portraits like this one were made to memorialise â a likeness captured in brushstrokes, preserved from time. Remember me as I was, in this moment. Remember what this person means to us. Situated where their loved ones could gaze upon them, and never forget.
I doubt I'll ever feel worthy to sit where he sat.
Throughout their adventures, Leofard had pretended as though the portrait wasnât there, and it was all Moroâa had needed to know not to bring it up. Heâd accepted it without judgement, without ever considering otherwise. What was he here for, if not to hide from ghosts and broken hearts; from memory?
But now that Stacia had told them what Leofard would never impart himself, the pieces that made up the leader of the Redbills had finally begun to click: why a man who prized freedom so highly would build his new home a stone's throw from the Holy See, and why the loss of his airship had made Leofard retreat into himself, like a creature seeking familiar refuge.Â
It seems she kept him safe until the very end, Utata had said, and Moroâaâs heart had clenched so tight that he thought it might shatter.
It wasnât any of his business. The voidsent had been stopped, and Cait Sith had found a new home. His time with the Redbills was coming to a close. Itâd been an engaging distraction, which was precisely what Moroâa had needed; there were no stones left to overturn, no more accidental revelations to be had. He would go his separate way, into the unknown, and thenâŠ
Later, as he was stowing the few essentials heâd brought into the manacutter, Moroâa heard footsteps approaching. He turned to see Leofard, who was already dressed in a clean set of clothes and red-tinted goggles. âI almost forgot,â the sky pirate said, as breezy as could be now as he held something out in his hand. A Redbill scarf.
âYou didnât have to,â Moroâa murmured, feeling a strange mixture of reluctance and guilt.Â
âAnd I say otherwise, Warrior. I reckon youâve done more than youâll ever need to to have earned this.â His hand stretched closer, and Moroâa considered refusing. He was ready to quit this place, to move on. Iâm not who you think I am, he wanted to say.Â
Instead he found himself reaching out for the scarf, and tucking it in with the rest of his things.
If, after he'd said his farewells, his hand reached under the collar of his shirt to gently hold the necklace that rested against his chest, to remember, he was the only one who needed to know.
#ffxivwrite2024#ffxivwrite#kae scribbles#moro'a kihshimo#leofard myste#cait sith#hhhhhh this prompt is loaded with multiple meanings and i feel the need to yap about it#tag essay incoming#obviously it's about raimille; leofard's surrogate mother#and it's also about haurchefant if that wasn't already clear (in which case my bad)#except that moro'a's still deep in grief and coping by. not processing things beyond what he knows is necessary to keep going#so it's also about how this whole adventure is a replacement for what moro'a really needs to be doing; a temporary reprieve#there's the moment moro'a realises what raimille means to leofard and what this almost does to him#he doesn't acknowledge it here but it's because he had a surrogate parent of his own#well sort of#moro was his friend and confidant and inspiration; she nurtured his interest in the world beyond their own when he was a kid#she's the reason he went to eorzea when hell broke loose in their little part of corvos and why he's an adventurer at all#he doesn't know if she's dead; he has no idea what happened to her after leaving his clan#and so he isn't thinking of her here; partly because he's trying not to#but the feelings are still there; buried and waiting to be torn open (that happens in stormblood)#ig if circumstances had been a little different moro'a and leofard may have wound up becoming closer a lot sooner????#but that isn't what happened lol#last thing more of an extra note: the necklace is precious to moro'a and what ties a lot of this together#it was originally a gift from moro which was lost in the sea of clouds after moro'a rescued emmanellain from the vundu#after which haurchefant took it upon himself to replace the necklace by matching the original gemstones as closely as he could#the necklace represents the two people moro'a loved most. after taking up goldsmithing he starts to add more pendants for others#starting with ysayle and mide#okkkkk bye
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just randomly remembered that during my like 10+ attempts at the shadow yukiko fight i more or less consistently ran out of revival beads so yosuke was just dead (well unconscious but whatever) on the ground for like half the fight gfhfjvhfhfhd-
#puppy rambles#persona 4#p4#as much as i love him he's not always the most useful. that fight is one of those times-#still always keep him in the party though. perfect p4 team to me is yosuke teddie and naoto#i haven't gotten to naoto joining the party yet but i love her. trans icon. vibing naoto is the best thing to happen to the persona 4 fandom#and yosuke and teddie are my favorites of the investigation team thus far. the others are all very close but they're above the others#dunno why i like yosuke so much. souyo is def part of it#and teddie is very very silly. idk why people hate him so much like yea he can be kinda annoying but he's only existed for a few months#he doesn't understand social cues yet. he's just autistic leave him alone vhgbhmfhdf- /hj#i feel like a lot of persona characters have autism vibes but that's probably at least partially just me projecting#at the very least i'm sure we can all agree that aigis and marie do. autism arcana#that's. probably why they're my favorite girls ggyfubhngd-#aigis is easily my favorite persona character. she's cute and also silly :3 and bisexual i love the bisexual toaster and her doors <3#(aikoto + hamugis polycule for the win. makoto and kotone aren't dating obv. ryoji's also dating both of them separately#)#and marie is cute and also silly i'm totally dating her. love how persona technically lets you polyamory so long as you don't date everyone#i have to max her social link for the golden-exclusive content anyway so might as well#âââ this post got derailed. i like the part where i talked about my beloved persona 3 bisexual polycule#p4's def the best persona game i think but i love p3 very much too. makoto kotone aigis and ryoji are unsurprisingly my faves#really love yukari too. i spent several hours trying to figure out how to add mods to p3p so i could date her as kotone#it was not successful. i'll probably get it on steam when i inevitably play it gghdhchvhv-#and i'll get reload at somepoint too. probably on steam at least first so i can use the kotone mod i need my girlie#makoto is also great i love him. emo non-binary icon. but also silly girlboss. they're both so mentally unwell#that reminds me of a drawing i have in my drafts i should post that#oh also it's aikoto week apparently??? which is very poggers. idk the prompts but i need to draw my sillies regardless#i do slightly prefer hamugis but they're both very very cute to me. the toaster has two hands she can kiss both the doors-#idk why that joke's so funny to me. i should stop now-
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iâve been trying to get through hoh for literally like a week now but itâs so hard bc the way my fave nico is treated is absolutely ABYSMAL and i know it only gets worse
#personal#even hazel being like âyeah heâs hard to get along withâ or whatever she said#every single non-tartarus perspective has had at least one reference to this#and like i understand the reasons itâs not that itâs that it highlights this issue i have with a lot of the characters in that series which#is that i donât like them. and thatâs so different for me bc i actually usually find that my two favorite characters in anything are the tw#that donât like each other? unrelated to that dynamic usually mostly but still within it#but thatâs not even what the dynamic is yk.#and itâs just the whole thing overall like in the last book there was one part where these two characters who are supposed to be good#friends are separated and one makes a comment about how annoying (or something along those lines) she finds the other which.#iâm vaguely aware of what happens in toa so i think you could argue something about that but read on its own bc i donât want to make that#argument without fully grasping where her character goes#it just kinda reinforces this⊠vibe to the whole series that was not nearly as present in the first series of like. really overemphasized#like gender roles/heterosexuality/etc. i canât think of the word to use to describe it. iâve seen other ppl talk about the parts that add u#to the whole that iâve seen but never synthesize them. and it really varies between actually insidious and simply not my taste which is par#of the reason i hesitate to make a full critique out of it. but suffice to say i really donât like it#with that being said the pacing of this book is really good and i am compelled to finish based on the themes i do find interesting#autonomy being a huge one#but anyway those are my thoughts on it after a few days of a break. iâve been playing a video game instead :3 but i start work on wednesday#sooo i wonât have as much free time boo#looking back maybe âinsidiousâ is a very strong word for it. iâm talking about like when percy complains about the bag and similar moments
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Hey guys. gay rights
#i already made the sonic one a while bc yknow. kinnie stuff youve all seen my blog theme#but then i was wearing my Fearless Year of Shadow(tm) shirt along with it and my irl bff was like.#'why are you wearing a sonic bracelet with that shirt if you love shadow so much đ€š' *#(he doesnt know much about sth stuff but ive infodumped abt shadow and his backstory to him many times)#and i was like đđ BECAUSE I DONT HAVW A SHADOW KANDI BUT I WANNA MAKE ONE. I WILL SOON#so. now i do!! taking my ad/derall on the weekends always make me want to make more kandi. its great!#and yknow what else it makes me want to do...... talk more on here >:3333#me and my dad are gonna go to a local jazz festival this afternoon bc our jazz combo is playing at it!!#itll be fun. my dad said hes gonna get some food from this really good breakfast place on the way thwre#which is not the best part. the best part is outside the shop there is a wonderful kitty cat who hangs around the parking lot#bc hes owned by the ppl who own the bar right next door#its so great. everybody knows him (the cat) and loves him. the v/ape shop next door has a tip door set up for him even though the#bar owner ppl take care of him and take him to the vet nd stuff. my dad found a faceb/ook page somebody made for him#and apparently it just has pictures of ppl at the bar holding him. its so great and hilarious. this cat is so loved#by the v/ape shop people. by random people at this beachtown bar. by the breakfast shop people.#anyways uh. this post was abkut kandi wasnt it đđđ lol#cherry chortles#anyways the add/er/all also usually makes me want to look at and sort through my pkmn card collection. so imma do that#because my dads friend (and my friend too i guess! me and him exchange cat photos bc he has this adorable chunky cat named gremlin) that we#play bar trivia with on tuesdays (dw its not really even a bar. its mostly a restaurant) asked me abt my pokemon card collection#bc the final question was to put a few franchises (it was like. dora the ecplora and spide/rman etc. and pokemon) in order of revenue#and obvs pokemon was the top. bc of factors like the trading cards so thats how that came up#we didnt bet any of our points btw but we almost! got it right! the order was pk/mn dora spidamen friends (the tv seies) but we had spidman#as second. but we still won!! our team is on a two game winning streak!!! we always split the money so next week ill get another 8 dolla >:3#wow i havent hit tag limit yert#lol. yall'll open the 'see all tags' thing and boom. do you love the color of the sky type shit đđđ#sorry that sounds too much like aave. i (white baby) cant be sayin that#cherrys kandi#okay well i had a tag with a verse from the ultimarw showdown bc i didnt know what else to say#but with my kandi tag and these two tags i have hit tag limit. thank you folks ill be here all night
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moving on with life and trying to heal and just live are all good concepts and i do love that for riza. but it comes at a high price and sometimes it's just hard.
it's not just the memories from war, or the guilt and remorse. all of that too ofc, but also the complete 180 in her life plans. having to find purpose in life and readjust her whole outlook on her objectives and who she is an individual and try to adjust to normalcy and ~ living in a society ~ which she never had the chance to do because she didn't think she would live for it anyways.
even having her son, whom she loves more than anything and brings so much happiness and contentment to her life, riza is still plagued with anxiety and frankly scared. it's not entirely rational, she knows this much. but a lot of her fears are grounded in very real concerns.
what if she's just not a good parent since she didn't have a good childhood? what if something happens to her baby and she has to bury him like the children she buried in ishval? what if someone targets him for what he looks like?
the best she can do is protect him for as long as she can and try to prepare him and give him all the tools to succeed in a world that is often unkind and unjust.
and i think that's also reflective of her work and how much she can realistically do to make amends.
#i don't think we know enough about amestris to determine if sinophobia would be a thing there but#the possibility is there#and even though the conflict with ishval was essentially fabricated there's enough to believe the homunculi picked on them bc they were an#ethnic minority. idk. i'm not set on anything here maybe ppl writing these characters should add their 2 cents.#the point is. healing is good but it's also painful and an never ending difficult process.#and part of that process is for riza to realise there's a lot of stuff she won't be able to 'fix' in the world#stuff that her own child is going to have to deal with and she won't be able to shield him from it forever#idk i feel like thats a pretty clear illustration of how royai trying to make things better is still only two people#i'm sure they do a lot of good. but it's unlikely they would single handedly end racism and xenophobia and all systemic problems that#allowed the war to happen. sure they can still try and that's what matters i guess#that wasnt even what this post was about originally but uh#here we are i guess thank you brain#headcanons.#long post#cw child death mention
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If you saw me add Castle muses here... no you didn't đ
#( ooc. )#( new muse. )#usually I like to know the whole canon or at least the larger part of it#to add characters as muses#because I'm scared I won't get them right otherwise#( ...which I am always scared about to be honest regardless of how well I know canon... )#and I haven't watched the whole show by far but I know a lot#also when I was watching the first time around I kinda skipped at one point forward to when Castle and Beckett are together#because the writers were getting on my nerves with their ânatural progressionâ of their relationship#natural#yeah#four seasons is natural#when it was obvious if not from the get-go then from season 2/end of s2 max that they not only should be together but have feelings#for each other#but no the natural progression is for them to date left and right while loving each other#sorry about rambling#I just... would like to have a word or two with the writers about what they think a normal relationship looks like#anyway#I still need to watch a couple of seasons in total#even though I'm not sure I want to based on some things I know#but I'm adding them already because I can't not do that#so... yeah#you are free to interact with them of course#just if it takes me a bit to respond or I have a preference for one thread over another#don't think I don't like the idea / starter / meme#I'm probably just not confident
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love when someoneâs like ânot [character] friendlyâ and itâs clearly just because this character had the audacity to be imperfect and also a woman
#idk maybe Iâm jumping to conclusions when Iâm not even a quarter into this fic#but so far all this chatacter has done is be a woman and date one half of the authorâs ship#like sheâs not behaving perfectly. sheâs flawed and ultimately I think the relationship doesnât work out precisely because of the#incongruence between the woman(TM) and her love interest#*the relationship fails due to this in congruence in canon not in the fic. is what I wanted to add but forgot bc Tired#and like. yeah sheâs not behaving perfectly well but so far she seems fairly reasonable. jumping to some conclusions (incorrect and a bit#whack) but??? howâs that make her a bad person#her love interest in this fic is explicitly (!!!) aware he has feelings for someone else and dates her in spite of it!!!!#he dates her out of a feeling of obligation mixed with a dose of comphet#thatâs a fairly shit thing to do to someone#and she explicitly asks. in this early part of the fic Iâve read sos far. if thereâs even room for her in his life#because a lot of it is occupied by the guy heâs in love with. and he basically goes âyeah weâll just have to take it slow :)â#my brother in Christ. what are you expecting to happen here.#I get that thatâs The Whole Point of the Fic#but by god. I wish it wasnât at the cost of this woman whose only real crime so far is existing and thinking this guy is hot & nice#lmao. listen Iâve slept 8 hours total in the last two nights Iâm not doing great so I might be over interpreting here#especially since Iâm still not far into the fic.#but itâs Giving Misogyny so far I gotta be honest
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Feeling very Cain from Wolves Den coded right now. Gonna be designing an outfit for him to use for the drawing and so off to firefox I go to search up: "are leather jackets good for hunting" answer is No, so I went to search something else again: "what jacket is good for hunting with a license" (i added the with a license as an afterthought cuz i feel like google wont understand me if i just put hunting on that). Which finally led me to: "shooting jacket mens"
#aria rants#now i have an idea of what to give cain as an outfit. tho i am still thinkin of leather jacket as part of a casual wear thing#i feel like hes a leather jacket type of guy. he gives me those vibes and tbf leather jackets Are pretty stylish!#i like how the shooting jackets look too it seems very comfy which tbf! ya need a considerable amount of arm space after all#that got me thinkin more about the elias drawing hmmmm... i might have to add a certain detail on that#i was thinkin like: they were on a free day where elias is comfy enough to leave its mask at home#but what if on that particular day. the two was supposed to go some place else? thats why cain has his shooting jacket on-- oh but hmmm#i was thinkin like if it was them going smwhr cain would need his equipment and like-- do i wanna draw that?#i can give him One (1) gun. hunting rifle in its case sling on his back then. as a treat. cuz i love him.#gotta return elias' mask tho. but like-- lowered on his chin in that drawing i made cuz that haunting smile#with blood seeping out from the corner of its mouth is important for the scene even more so painful somehow#cuz that means he pulled the mask down itself like ooooo thats some pain right there#i... accidentally rambled a lot on the tags whoops-- did not mean to do that now this post has long tags
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Commission for @lavender-constellation
A/N: Hi! Thank you so much for commissioning, means a whole lot <3 This is a part 2 of this post, and we have this other post as a continuation. This piece is a longer version of the second one with two sex-scenes. Hope yâall like it!
Request: Iâd love a part two to the monster kissing booth story, upgrading to a sex booth (but like not officially if that makes sense? Like itâs still a kissing booth but in the middle of the market, fem!reader just canât take it anymore and it becomes a sex booth) with maybe a little bit of emphasis on a tentacle monster and orc coming to the booth đ Just no vampires pls!
Naughty booth
Orc x fem!reader + Tentacle monster x fem!reader || tentacle sex, size difference, oral sex, cum play (lowkey), free use, double penetration, squirting
You are coming down from an orgasm when someone screams: âDude, come on! Thereâs more of us waiting!â You giggle, the werewolf (who woks two booths down, at the art booth) between your legs sighs as he grabs some tissues to help clean you the best he can so the next monster can have his turn with your soft human flesh.
âDonât be impatient, youâll want your sweet time when you get there,â someone else retorts. The line is so long you canât really see how many monsters are still waiting.
You are way too fucked out already. Your pussy feels stretched even though thereâs only been like three monsters so far. You are in heaven, everything feels great. A succubus gave you some of her special magic, and made sure you were extra sensitive and you could fit every size of monster. You will have to find her later and thank her. Maybe even ask her on a date⊠But thatâs something for later.
âLeave it, come on! I donât care about your jizz, Iâll use it as lube,â a rough voice says behind you.
The werewolf leans down and pecks your lips, promising to come later with some food. You smile softly at him, and see him go as you wait on the table he set you onto. He fucked you so good you still canât feel your legs. But the next patron doesnât care about it.
A big orc with a grumpy face appears over you, his erection already out and making your mouth water. âCan you take an orc, little human?â Heâs so big⊠You pray to the goddess that heâd fit inside of you, but the succubus said every size of monster would fit, and you believe her. You really should thank her later.
âYe- yes. I can,â you tell him. You canât move much, too tired to participate much, but eager to get fucked all over again.
You can still feel some of the werewolf cum dripping out of your pussy, but when the orcâs fingers tease your entrance, you groan all over again. He pushes some of the cum back inside, scissoring his fingers to make sure you are prepped enough for him. He sits down on a chair and grabs your body, manhandling you until you are on his lap, your body little in comparison to his big physique.
âProve it,â he tells you holding your body with one hand and his dick with the other. You try to fit him inside, but you canât get the correct angle. âCome here,â he says. He moves you until your pussy is right over his dick, and you start to descend. He doesnât wait, though. He puts his big hands against your hips and lowers you completely, making you arch your back and cry out as you hear cheering behind you.
The fact that everyone is looking and enjoying themselves with the spectacle only adds a new layer of heat to your growing arousal. You canât believe you are still horny after all the orgasms you had, but the movement of the orc inside of you is driving you to the sky once again. He fucks you like a fleshlight, moving your body up and down like a toy and making you groan and moan in a symphony of depravity.
âCome on, little human, your pussy is perfection, let me feel you flutter around my big dick.â His words should be cringy, but at that moment, you can just groan as he keeps using your body and you get closer and closer to the edge. With precision that shouldnât be legal, he moves your hips until his dick is rubbing against your perfect spot, making you come apart instantly. âThatâs it, good goddess, I love your pussy.â
He keeps going, fucking you restlessly as your body gives up and your skin gets tingly. He pinches your nipple as he comes, the combination of the amount of cum heâs shooting inside of you and the pain-pleasure sending you into another orgasm that has your eyesight blacking out for a few seconds.
You come back to a tongue between your legs and your thighs pressing the sides of the orcâs head. Heâs kneeling between your legs, at some point he manhandled you into a sitting position in the chair. He hums happily against your clit. You think you canât take anymore, but the thing the succubus gave you is potent, so a new wave of heat fills your insides as you sigh happily as the orc cleans you out with his tongue. He makes you come around his fingers and tongue one more time before the next in line starts complaining.
âDude you made her come three times already, let some other people enjoy!â You chuckle, but itâs lost in a loud groan as the orc sucks on your clit, his tusks framing your pussy in the most amazing way.
âThey canât stop complaining, little human, I guess is time for me to go. I hope this is not a one time thing⊠I had fun with your pretty pussy.â He kisses said pussy one more time before saluting you with his hand and walking away, fastening his pants as he goes.
Anticipation fills your insides when the next patron appears. You see his tentacles before you see him. Fuck, you never had tentacle sex.
âLook at that, the sex-princess is all fucked outâŠâ The tentacles around him are moving like crazy and you have to hold your breath as one slowly approaches your body. The first contact is cold and a bit slimy, but in a good way. It feels like cooling-lube over your body, and itâs so good you groan. âYes, like that⊠You love a good tentacle, donât you, sex-princess?â You want to answer him, but he waits no longer to latch two suckers to your nipples, making you scream as the next in line laughs.
âDonât tease her too much, I want her to still be there when my turn comes around,â she says. You canât see which kind of monster she is, but you silently agree with her. Thereâs still a lot of monsters that want to try your soft human flesh.
âOkay⊠Okay.â The tentacle monsterâs voice is reluctant, but he moves his tentacles around your body, positioning you spread over the table again.
You lay there, looking at the ceiling as you feel more tentacles join the fun. The two on your nipples start sucking harder, enticing more groans out of your mouth. Another tentacle finds your pussy and goes in without preamble. You cry out again and the crowd cheers. You think heâs going to fuck you like everyone else did, but instead, he latches another sucker inside of you, right over your G-spot. You scream at the feeling. Too good, too much.
You feel tears rolling down your cheeks as he adds another sucker to your clit, making you see stars. The combination of sensations is so good you feel something inside of you building. Something unknown, like you are going to break if he keeps going like that. When you think you canât take anymore, he adds another tentacle to your pussy, stretching you impossibly wide as he starts fucking you with the second one.
The combination of suckers and fucking is too much and you feel something explode inside of you, a gush of liquid leaving your body and making him gasp in surprise.
âDid she just squirt?â Some monster asks, amazement filling their voice.
âYes, she did.â The tentacle monster looks so smug you feel a bit embarrassed, but too fucked to complain. He keeps going, making you come two more times around his tentacles. âGood job, sex-princess, you did great.â He tells you before disappearing.
The next monster is already waiting, strap on and a big smile on her face.
Itâs going to be a long day⊠and you are going to enjoy every single second of it.
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SUBTLE LOVE, DARING WORDS
masterlist â§works in procress ⧠AO3
-ËËsummary: Aemond is in no hurry to take a wife, yet once he realizes that he doesn't value what he has until he might lose it, he takes action. (based on THIS request!)
â§Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Lannister!Reader.
â§word count: 3.1k
â§tags: fluff and comfort, aemond is BAD at feelings, reader doesn't really admit anything either, slight? slowburn?, overall fluffy!!, this is really vague about in which year happens, lol
The first time he met you it was in the library.
He had his mind on the whole commotion at court, the tournament which he had refused to entertain, much to his mother's dislike because of his position as a royal. To him, it seems like a foolery, as if he was willing to participate in making himself a fool such as Mushroom.Â
When he came to the library, intending to search for a book to comfort himself, he found a lady leaning down one of the staircases, where there were lots of books stacked only for maesters, with him as an exception⊠but not a lady surely, less one that seemed to be looking for something below. He was astonished, for many reasons.Â
He watched her big, puffy dress, in rich red velvet and gold details. It was definitely a Westerlands style, so he was more confused as to why she was in this part of the library, only for maesters, and⊠well, him. How did the guards allow her to enter? How did she do it so confidently, as if he couldnât make her life hell for it?
âEhemâ he scoffs, as if trying to get her away. The least of his worries was having a lady on the forbidden library corner⊠for now. âGet out. You are in a forbidden partâ
âI am awareâ your voice comes from down the staircase you had even moved some books! That made him slightly⊠annoyed. As you move your head out to see the prince above you, and you make a movement with your head as if doing a courtesy. âMy princeâ
He was not amused, at all. You had green eyes, and the most golden hair he had seen in ages. The small lions on your dress allowed him to know who you were: A Lannister. And he definitely never wanted to deal with any of your kin.Â
âAnd I said-â
âMy cat is down thereâ you say, as if he cared.Â
âOkay. Take it out of hereâ
âI canâtâ you say simply, watching him with a grin. âShe seems to be in labour. I didnât know she was pregnant at allâŠâ
He has many questions, and he frowns at your reasoning. He would take the cat and throw it out himself if he had to.Â
âIt is your cat, just take it awayâ
âWell, my father gave her to me two weeks ago!â You make a face, almost whining about it. Of course he could know which Lannister is your father. âI didnât know she was pregnant, and she is still getting used to me. She will scratch me, more if I get closer to her babiesâ
âA scratch wonât kill youâ
âJust sitâ you say softly, watching the cat and sitting on the ground to wait. âYou can even keep one of the baby catsâ
âMy grandsire has brought enough cats alreadyâ Aemond says, walking to grab some wine for him and the lady. He wasn't impolite to be rude to a lady, much less one with your status and beauty. âThey come to my bed when I am sleeping, and I wake up to cats in my chestâ
âWell, I think they are cuteâ You say, taking the cup of wine, thanking him as you sip the wine. âCats are felines, like lions. So I think having a cat is reasonable, better than a lionâ
âDonât you want one?â
âI have one back at homeâ you say shrugging, smiling widely. âHe is called Brightroarâ Â
Of course you named it like the ancient weapon of Lannisters. âAnd this one?âÂ
âI wanted to call it Brightroar second, but it turned out to be a she. So she is just called GemmaâÂ
He canât deny that he is amused, watching you being so nonchalant about it all, as if you owned the world. He raises an eyebrow as he has a slight smirk, as he sits near.Â
âGemmaâ he scoffs. âA veryâŠâ
âLannister nameâ you say smugly.Â
âHm. I was going to say⊠common, perhapsâ he adds.
âYou would love for Lannisters to be commoners, my prince. Yet you seem to rely on our goldâ you notice, raising one eyebrow. So you werenât a silly lady, he realises, you had the wits.
âHmm⊠Our gold seems a bit excessive, my lady. It is your father who is the head of your houseâ he reminds you, leaning back on his chair.Â
You smile softly. He thinks you are Cerelle, probably. Mostly because you know Cerelle was still a kid and never been presented to the royal court.
âMine or not, I still am more entitled to it.â
âI have a dragon.â He adds, as if this was a debate between you both. He was actually enjoying it. He had totally the wrong impression of you and he⊠was enjoying it. âThe biggest dragonâ
âYeah, and?âÂ
âAnd I could burn your silly little castleâ he shrugs, taking a dip of wine.Â
âNo, you could notâÂ
âIâm pretty sure I canâ
âNo, actually. I know you havenât gone out of these four walls and this... city, my prince, but I remind you out of the kindness of my heart: Casterly Rock is literally⊠a rockâÂ
Aemond rolls his good eye, yet his smirk doesnât leave his face. As if your cat was forgotten, he keeps on his point.Â
âAs if has stopped a dragon beforeâ Aemond says simply. âBecause I am as kind I shall remind you of Harrenhal, perhaps?âÂ
âAnd I shall remind you that Harrenhal is a castle made of rocks.â She shrugs softly. âNot exactly a rock. Casterly Rock is literally a castle inside a rock.â
âSome parts are out of itâ
âNot the part where we keep our gold, not reallyâ
Aemond squints his eye, and you look back at him. You amused him, looking like a defiant cat that got away with their mischief. It was fun to see, and he could hear the wails of your cat. You didnât seem worried, neither was he. Perhaps that was the circle of life, and you knew your cat would manage.Â
As you speak of such trivial matters, waiting for your cat to end her labours, he couldnât help but admire your wits, as much as your beauty. Your velvet gown, of a strong red and some gold details did wonders with your appearance, and your brains only made you brighter.Â
âWhat are you doing here?â It was Tyland Lannister, coming with a Maester behind, probably who sneaked your position in a forbidden library. âYou know ladies canât be hereâÂ
âFather... My cat is giving birthâ You say, frowning as if it was the most obvious thing.Â
âMy princeâ Tyland makes a courtesy to him, a bit rigid and tense. You had heard how the prince would often terrorise your father, making him do the silliest things as if that amused him. Your uncle Jason often had a laugh about it.Â
âI was not aware your daughter wasâŠâ Aemond says, turning his gaze to you âAll grown upâ
He knew about you, but your father talked about you as if you were a babe. You were practically his own age, for what he could tell.
âYes, my little lion is certainly⊠grownâ Tyland agrees, his hand on your hair as he spoke. âCome on; letâs not bother the princeâŠâ
âIt is not a botherâ Aemond cuts him, serving himself more wine. âShe is rather amusingâ
âHow dare you-!â You say, offended as you come to your defence.
âSweetieâ Your father tries to calm you, with a tense smile as if telling you to shut up.
âI am not a jesterâÂ
âNo one said you wereâ Aemond says, amused as he smirks.Â
âYou are such aâŠâ
âApologiseâ your father murmurs.Â
âBut fath-â
âYou heard meâ
âI am sorry, my princeâ You say mockingly, and he smirks, even more amused.
Tyland seemed as if he was about to have a stroke, because he had enough things on his plate, and he didnât need the prince making his life at the small council harder.Â
Aemond sees Gemma, bringing her cats to show you how they were, all of them bloody, and squirmy, a bit pink and small. You petted them as you didnât mind the blood.
âCome on. Servants will need to clean the bloodâ Tyland says, making a notion for you to stand up âGrab the kittens and letâs goâ
âEw, no. They are all bloodyâ You say frowning. âYou take themâÂ
How lady-like. He thinks, as you didn't seem to mind the blood two seconds ago.
Even with your persistence, your father took the small and weak kittens, and your cat kept meowing at him as if he would kill him.Â
âHow did your cat even come here to give birth?â Your father asks as he tries to not get Gemma to kill him.
âI have no idea, fatherâŠâ You say, and Aemond sees you standing up.Â
He sees the pile of books in your hands, behind your back as you walk behind your father. You smart wench, he thinks, as you had just successfully stolen forbidden books by setting up your cat to give birth here. You even had him fooled. No one else notices, since your dress was puffy enough, and he noticed it by shamelessly trying to see your ass.Â
You watch him, and press your index finger in your lips, as you walk behind your father and his complaints about your cat.Â
âDo not bother the prince, darlingâ Tyland says once you get out of the library.
âI think he is quite handsomeâ you admit, when you know the prince wonât hear you. You father watches you shrug, walking forward him, not allowing him to see your hands. He sighs, as Gemma starts meowing loudly.Â
While the rest of your interactions have been brief, he notices that you are more of a troublemaker than you let yourself look. You had that mischievous smirk always, arching your eyebrows in such a way when you had a plan.Â
Yet, you were sweet. He notices how you play with your cousins, Cerelle, braiding her hair, and with Loreon, the small heir to Casterly Rock, a kid that enjoyed running around, and you often entertained his antics.Â
âAnd there will be so many ladies, Aemond. In this time, we need alliancesâŠâ His mother says, as they walked through the castle. He hears the step of Cole behind them, guarding them, and probably hearing how his mother tried to make him a lovebird.
âIt does not interest meâ
âIt doesnât have to interest you. It is a matter of duty-â
âI wonât marry, mother.â Aemond shrugs, as if that was the way of his life. âNot yet. I have things ahead of me yetâÂ
âYou inscribed on the tourney?â The queen inquires, curious.Â
âNoâ he says shrugging, slyly trying to seek for you in the royal box, to no avail. âI am not in a hurry.â
He greeted noble ladies, of course. As he was seated on the royal box, bored and waiting, he could see girl after girl doing courtesy and smiling in a flirty way to him. It did not amuse him, and he was polite enough, almost rude.Â
âShe is trying really hard, you knowâ A voice joins his thoughts. It is you, sitting by the empty chair by his side, where Aegon is supposed to be, but he never is on time.
âWho isnât?â He rolls his eye.
âI didnât know you were so in demand. High valued. Sought afterâ you list, as you fan yourself as it was indeed a hot day.Â
âVery amusingâ He murmurs.
âCome on, my prince. There must be a lady who catches your attention.âÂ
âI am not blindâ he says, rolling his good eye. âOf course there are women I find beautifulâ
âOh my... Having feelings now, congratulations, the Seven indeed are capable of the most... unthinkable miraclesâ
âYou just woke up being so funnyâ he says, looking at you, raising his eyebrow, yet the small way his lips curved allowed you to know he was amused.
âI am always funny, my princeâ you say watching the crowd get settled, squinting your eyes due to the sun. âMy cats are good, thanks for asking. Gemma is quite the mother, even if she tried to eat one of them.â
"How... vivid." He says, raising his eyebrows in slight disgust.
"I saved them. Since they are four, I named them: Elia, Joy, Alyssa and Teora"
"And what if one of those silly cats was to be a male?" he asks, as if seeing a flaw in your cat-naming thing.
"Pff, none of them will be. I know it. And if they are, I won't change the names"
He remains quiet, surprised by how bold and petulant you could be. It was amusing to him, and he enjoyed talking to you more than he cared to admit.
âYou stole from the library.â he reminds you.
âI have no idea what you are aboutâ you say, still looking at the crowd, smiling softly. The red of your dress made your gold hair bright even more. âLadies do not read such mattersâ
âYeah, right. You are unlike any ladyâ
âQuite the contraryâ you finally turn to see him âI am just like any other ladyâ you says, smiling. "It just happens that I am friends with the prince, so I am allowed to speak freely"
"Who said..." He says, opening his mouth and turning his face to you, a bit impressed by your silliness "How come you think... you suppose that we are friends?"
"Since you have neither sneaked about the time at the library, or told me to shut up and leave you alone, it is a logical conclusion, if we have in mind your previous reputation to anyone else." You say smiling. "And do not worry, if you do not consider me as such, doesn't matter, because I do and I appreciate you even if you hate me"
"You are..." He scoffs, grinning like a fool "Unbelievable"
"I know. One of my many charms. That and being a matchmaker. I love it. It is wonderful to make couples at court, and more if they end up together, being all happy and..."
âHuh.â He hums, thinking of how odd you were. âTalking about the wonders of a married lifeâ
âI didnât say that. I merely stated that⊠marriage isnât the worst. I intend to find a husband very soon as well. I would very much like to be a wifeâ
âI shall pray for the poor soul who calls you wifeâ He murmurs as he looks at the field below, where the knights were preparing, yet you hear his grumbles.Â
âAnd I shall pray to see prince Aemond besotted for a ladyâ you say teasingly, standing up, not before doing a small courtesy and leave to sit by your father, who had just arrived, frowning a bit as to why you were with prince Aemond.
The tournament does not bore him at all. He is very into the way the fight develops, and he takes mental notes when he sees some weaknesses in the participants. He regrets, just a bit, not joining, because he thinks he could have won.Â
He sees you, on the seats below him, jumping in excitement as the fight develops. You are into it very much, clapping and screaming as any commoner does outside the royal box. It was improper, but it was⊠cute.Â
He can see the rest, clapping politely, not overly excited yet proper for the occasion. You were unlike the rest, yet at the same time, you were just like any lady. It amazed him, and he did not understand.
He soon realises that he is not the only one that has you in mind, when the winner of the tournament comes closer to the stands, riding triumphantly in circles while the audience cheers him on, the crown of the Queen of Love and Beauty on his lance.
âThe Winner, Ser Dale Dondarrion shall find his Queen of Love and Beautyâ
He hesitates for some moments, he thinks he shall name his niece Jaehaera to win the favour of the royal house, like his ancestor once did to little princess Daenerys at the early reign of King Jaehaerys.Â
Yet his smile faints when he sees that the queen of beautyâs laurel falls into your lap.Â
âLady Lannister, I hope I am deserving of dedicating my victory for you, and shall your reign be full of joy, even if lasting one nightâ
You take the wreath of flowers, almost jumping in sight and squealing some thanks as Tyland accommodates the crown onto your braided hair. Your crowning came with an ovation full of applause, from the box and from the commoners⊠but him.Â
It was an odd feeling, stirring something in him, as he watches your cheeks pink from the compliments of all, and most of all; having a suitor. Being named queen of love and beauty was not anything like a dull compliment of court merely because it was proper. It was being publicly courted, and often something many ladies wished, because there was no better feeling than being shown off to everyone.Â
He was quiet the rest of the day. Humming when ladies talked to him, in hopes to gain his attention and be courted; when Aegon mocked him; when Helaena placed one of her bugs in his lap, which Maelor ended up squeezing on his grip; when his mother presented him a lady of a high castle with expensive clothes and a sweet behaviour, pure, and devoted. He paid little attention to it all.
It was when your reign was coming to an end that he asks for Tyland to come to the empty throne room. He was watching the throne, carefully inspecting it, as he calculated of his next words. He was being irrational, clearly driven by his emotions and desperation rather than the logically he usually had.Â
âMy princeâÂ
Tyland was no stranger to the formalities of court, yet he never let himself be intimidated by lords that tried to impose themselves. He was the second son, yet he had established a name for himself and earned respect in his position; there was nothing for him to feel belittled about
Yet intimidation comes natural with prince Aemond around.Â
He has the impression that his one eye is wide open, and the smirk that naturally was on his lip was one of amusement in the suffering of the rest. Always stoic, never doing things out of impulsivity... Which was even worse. His hands behind his back, as he remained as still as a statue.
It did not frighten him, but he knew Aemond was as cold as unforgiving. And slicing his head wonât make the prince feel regret.
âLord Tylandâ Aemond greets him softly.Â
A silence follows, as Tyland feels his hand sweating slightly. âAn idea for the small council?â He tries to guess. âI am sure it can wait, my prince, I should be with my daughter, since itâs her dayâŠâ
âExactly. Thatâs what I wanted to speak aboutâ
Tyland is a smart man, and he quickly realises the problem.
âI know she can be presumptuous and slightly spoiled, my princeâ He starts, feeling Aemondâs eye on him as he turns to face him. âShe takes the title too seriously, when it isnât, Mushroom was just hyping her up, and she is just still a girl, and I apologise on her behalf for trying to impose herself as Queen, when her reign only lasts for a day, and she really isâŠâ
âI want to marry herâ Aemond tells Tyland simply. âHer reign shall not end. She can be a princess.â
Lannisters usually arenât left speechless. They had never been known for their silence, yet here he is, silent.
âSer Dondarrion made the same proposal hours earlier, my prince, and IâŠâ
âAnd you will allow your daughter to marry a Ser instead of a prince? I have already told you. I want to be her husbandâ He insists, his tone not certainly soft as he loses patience. His soul craves you. He needs to be yours. He canât let you go away. âShe is smart and she has the wits. She is spoiled, and she loves to have her way. She is kind, sweet, and funny. And I want to be her husband and give her anything she asks for. Is that so hard to get?â
What wakes up Queen Alicent is her son with a stoic expression, not even entering her rooms to speak.
âI was wrongâ He says simply âI shall marry Lady Lannister, mother. I am in a hurry. So I ask you to prepare the wedding. Good night and Seven blessingsâ
Almost a year later is when your father comes closer to your chambers once again, seeing how your ladies in waiting do a courtesy out of politeness, and he watches prince Aemond at your door, waiting for him.
âCame as fast as I couldâŠâ
âHmâ Aemond says, as he walks toward the open doors.
Tyland could have his distance with Prince Aemond, but he couldnât deny how good a husband he was. He wasnât a man of many emotions, in his perspective, yet he was a devoted husband. He danced as many times you wanted in the ceremony, sighing every time you made him stand up from his seat. He didnât wear the eye patch on your wedding, just as you requested.
âThat is the worst idea ever, darlingâ He said to you, and you rolled your eyes.Â
âWell, he will have to if he wants to marry meâ
And so he did. When you wanted to travel to Volantis, he arranged it all. When you wanted for him to meet Brightroar, he took Vhagar and rode into the Westerlands with you.Â
âWas it all well?â
âEveryone in the castle heard a lion roarâ Aemond says walking past the maesters.Â
You seemed so little, in Tylandâs eyes, all sweaty and tired, like the time you got so sick he was afraid you would die. He had brought the very best maesters he could find, just to assure you were safe.Â
âIt is a girlâ Itâs the first thing you say to your father, smiling a bit. âA healthy babyâ
Tyland leans, to kiss your forehead, as you extend your babe to him. It was a small thing, yet chubby and all pink still. She had small, silver hair, very thin, but present. He could see the little gold spot, as if gold hair would grow on some of her hair. It was indeed curious, and yet he couldnât think she was anything but perfect.
âA bit squirmyâ He comments, as the baby yawns, opening her mouth as she whines slightly.Â
As he tries to coo the small thing, he watches how Aegon sits by your side, at the edge of the bed, passing his hand behind your shoulders to caress your shoulder. You lean against him a bit, and say.
âIt is a pain to breastfeed, why didnât you tell me?â
He chuckles a bit awkwardly, he had never gotten used to your bluntness and honesty. âI never knew anything about thatâ
âWell, it is. I thought babies knew how to do it, but she takes a long timeâ You say, looking up at Aemond.
âShe is still very little, my loveâ Aemond reminds you.Â
âI know, but what if I am doing it wrongly? Mothers usually know those things, and I find myself clueless. Aunt Joanna says it comes naturally, but she has successfully raised kids who have survived childhood.â You say, looking at Aemond. âSo has your mother. How comes I donât know?â
âBecause you are a mother from little more than a day.â Aemond reminds you âAnd they had help. So you do. You have me, of course. You have wet nurses, maids, maesters, and my own mother and of course, you have the brightest mind. Weâll doâ
âDid you know Aemond cried, father?â You tell him, and he finally looks away from his little granddaughter.Â
He blinks, a bit confused, watching the prince. âOh, did he?âÂ
âYeah, it was rather cuteâ Aemond rolls his eye amused, as your hand was on his knee.Â
âItâs the only natural response.â Tyland says, his finger caressing the skin of the sleeping babe, who squirmed a bit at the feeling, like a cat. âShe is delightful. Have you named her?â
Aemond looks at you, amused, expecting you to answer the question. You had the smug grin on your face, and nodded. âWe had a deal. If she had golden hair, she would have a Targaryen name. If she had silver hair, she would have a Lannister nameâ
âAnd?â
âWell, she is rather⊠peculiar. She had silver hair, but you can see how some gold hair has grown too? It is the oddest of things, but the Maesters said it was natural. You know how cats have different hair colours?â
âDonât compare her to a catâ Tyland makes a face, softly rocking her in his arms.
âShe has both silver and gold.â Aemond says, as if reminding you to keep on trail.Â
âAh, yes. Since itâs most silver, we agreed on something that you will find the brightest things, father.â You look at your husband and then your father. âGaemma. Itâs a bit⊠weird to say it, but with time it shall be delightfulâ
Tyland looks at you, and he blinks. âLike your cat?â
âWell, thanks to her I and Aemond met.â You remind him. âShe deserves some creditâ You add.
âI like itâ he murmurs. âDonât make your mama lose her mindâ He says, as the baby yawn, extending her arms.Â
âShe will, after all she is her motherâs daughterâ Aemond says, taking her back, and he adds âYou should have seen how loud she wailed once she came.â
âI am here, world. Hear me roarâ you say, as if trying to translate Gaemmaâs cries. You smile widely, and Tyland knows that even if you were always going to be his little girl, you were in the best hands, and that Aemond adored the ground you walked on. Even if you name their child after your cat.Â
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indulge me? â gojo satoru
synopsis you and gojo go on an overnight mission and it goes wrong in every way
contents so. much. pining. (2.8k words of it!?), one bed trope, whipped!gojo, ooc gojo, completely self indulgent, a lot of cardiovascular talk, theyâre first years in this!
notes first time iâve written in AGES. sorry :3 ps this is a little snippet from a satosugu x reader series im thinking about starting. thoughts?
(edit: i wrote a part ii)
Gojo Satoru was born blessed. From birth and to death he will always be honored. It wasn't his fault that the Heavens delighted in him. So when Yaga had announced that he and you would be sharing an overnight mission to Kyushu, he nearly leapt in joy (lucky him)!
You, on the other hand, were less than thrilled to find out that you were going to be traveling alone with Gojo Satoru. For two whole days. It was a death sentence.
âMake sure to text me, so I know you're not dead.â Shoko looks between you and Gojo. Either your head will implode as a result of Gojo, or he is gonna be on the receiving end of your wrath. Shoko canât wait to see which.
âDo take pictures, I heard the onsens there are incredible.â Suguru slyly adds. Satoru perks up at his comment. The two of them share a knowing look before Gojo speaks up.
âWanna take a dip with me once we get there, [Name]?â He looks into your eyes, his lips are quirked upwards like heâs up to no good (which he is). âI promise I wonât take a peek!â He winks.
âKeep fantasizing, Gojo.â
âOh I will.â He hums happily. The smile on his lips is kind of cute, you decide. Just a little.
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Kurokawa, you come to find out is a very small town in Kyushu. So when people start to go missing, the entire town falls into shambles. Before your trip, Yaga had made it known the enemy youâd be facing.Â
âA common denominator of the missing persons is that they were all young women.â He had warned you and Gojo. âItâs an unidentified curse, but I trust that the two of you will be able to handle it.â
Three missing girls. All under the age of 25. Two of which were locals, one being a tourist.Â
The moment you arrive on the island of Kyushu, your guard is higher than ever. This doesnât go unnoticed by Gojo.
âDonât tell me youâre scared of some horny curse,â He looks down at you as the two of you make your way down a small street to your ryokan. Kurokawa was a traditional town, its pride resting on the old culture causing it to be untouched by modern architecture.
Unamused by his nonchalant attitude, you decide to ignore his vulgar comment, âWhat grade curse do you think weâre up against?â
He makes a noise to show that heâs thinking. âDoes it really matter? Itâll be no match for me either way.â
You roll your eyes, âDonât get ahead of yourself, we still have to figure out what happened to the victims.â
âI donât see why thatâs necessary, but okay.â Your snow haired peer dismisses. It makes you a bit envious that he doesnât have to ever feel fear for his life. Must be nice.
The two of you arrived at your designated ryokan soon enough, it was a small town after all. Gojo leads the way with you following right after. You canât discern any cursed energy in the building, but you still make a mental note to ask Gojo about it after you both are situated.Â
An elderly lady in an orange kimono stood behind the desk, smiling at you and you returned it back happily.
âItâs been a while since Iâve seen a young couple here.â She says. Thatâs right, with the recent disappearance of young girls, there would be a sudden decrease of tourism around this part of town. âYou certainly are a beautiful match!â
You gratefully accept her compliment, âThank you, but weâre notââ
âThanks granny!â Gojo wraps a strong arm around your shoulder. âI donât know how I even managed to win her over!â Thereâs a wide grin on his face that makes your eye twitch. Leave it to him to tell people the two of you were together. Not only that but he totally disrespected the old lady with his informal talk!
âUnhand me, you!â You forcefully whisper at him, while trying to unwrap yourself from his hold. His arm does not budge even as you try to push it off. What the hell is this boy eating? Gojo chuckles with the old lady while you struggle.
âMy, the two of you remind me so much of my husband and I in the days of our youth,â She sighs dreamily. Her age must be interfering with her memory because there was nothing inherently romantic going on between you and Gojo. âHow long will you be staying here?â
âOnly one night,â Gojo decides that he has tormented you enough and lets you go. He slides her his card and she pulls out something from the old wooden counter she stands behind.Â
A single key.
Your eyes bug out. Gojoâs eyebrows raise. You laugh nervously, face feeling warmer than it was thirty seconds ago.
âThere must have been a misunderstanding. We need two rooms, maâam.â You hold up two fingers to emphasize your point.Â
The smile on the old womanâs face falls, âIâm afraid I cannot do that.â Your jaw drops.
âHuh? Why not?â You press on further. Surely they could not have been booked out of all of their rooms. Tourism is at an all time low after the strange disappearances.
âIâm sure youâve heard of the strange disappearances in the area. Itâs a miracle the two of you have even decided to stay here, which I am very grateful for. That is why I must repay you back by ensuring your safety. Otherwise I must ask you to leave and stay in the next town because I will not allow you to endanger yourself so carelessly.âÂ
You blink. Neighboring town? That was hours away. The curse was here in Kurokawa. You canât afford to jeopardize a mission just because of your own feelings.
Gojoâs hand is halfway to the key, but he waits for your approval. You sigh.
âItâs fine, we can do one. Thank you.â You bow your head. She smiled apologetically as she handed Gojo the key. Gojo, unbothered by the revelation, whistles happily as the lady leads the way to your suite.
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operation satoru x [name]!!!!
Gojosatowu added getosugu, shoko.ieiri
Gojosatowu You wont believe it!!! shoko.ieiri What the hell is this gc And what the hell is Operation satoru x [name]? getosugu how come [name] isnât in this? Gojosatowu Ladies, ladies, one question at a time please getosugu Expect a forehead flick for that comment shoko.ieiri Stfu and just answer the questions Gojosatowu alright alright [name] and i are sharing a room in kyushu!! i may come out of this mission a changed man. shoko.ieiri someone make sure [name] is still alive and well Gojosatowu I dont appreciate your lack of faith in me >:( shoko.ieiri Keep a six feet distance from her at all times perv Gojosatowu I might have to for my own sanity. What do you think she wears to bed? shoko.ieiri You disgust me sometimes getosugu Only sometimes? shoko.ieiri Let me correct myself. You disgust me. Gojosatowu Im feeling the love :(
âWhat are you giggling to yourself about?â You place a hand on your hips as you watch Gojo smile at his flip phone.
âOh donât you worry about it,â He closes it. Weird. âWhatâs the living situation?â
You sigh. âDespite its traditional arrangement, there is a bed.â
Gojo perks up. âYeesh Iâm glad! If I had to sleep on the floor my back would be all sore right on a mission. Y'know how annoying that is?â
You suck your teeth. âAllow me to rephrase myself. There is only one bed.âÂ
There is an awful silence in the room, save for your erratically beating heart. Of course the old woman decided to place you in a coupleâs suite. Â
âHeh.â Gojo chortles happily. âWow, this must be a divine sign from God Himself. I mean, who are we to ignore this?â
âDonât start,â You hold out an accusatory finger at him. âIâm gonna go request an extra futon.â
He pouts, âDonât be like that, sharing a bed with me canât be that bad.â
âIâm willing to bet otherwise.â You walk past him. The white haired boy watches you go like a sad puppy.
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You took your time getting an extra futon, using it as an excuse to get all of the nervousness out of your system of sharing the same room as Gojo Satoru. Sharing a room with a boy was already bad enough, but Gojo? Your heart skipped a beat (out of nervousness, you insist!).
By the time you make it back to the room, the lights are out. You assume that Gojo decided to go to sleep early. You donât blame him. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day of hunting for the curse rampaging Kurokawa.Â
The only light source in the room is coming from the bathroom. You sigh. The idiot mustâve forgotten to turn it off. Nonetheless, you were gonna go get unready either way so you make your way to the half open door.
On the sink is a complimentary toothbrush that you help yourself to. You apply some paste andâ
There is a sound of something sliding shut from behind you. You look up at the mirror. Standing behind you was Gojo. Wet. And naked.Â
âOh my gosh!â You spit out your toothpaste and ran out of the room. How did you fail to see that Gojo was in the restroom? You blame it on the sliding doors separating the shower from the rest of the bathroom. Oh my gosh. Your face feels like itâs on fire. He has a six pack. And why does his stupid hair look like that when it's wet? Your heart was beating at an abnormal rate. This is so inappropriate.
Shortly after your freakout, Gojo steps out of the bathroom. There was no way you could face him now.
âAw, don't be so shy now. Itâs not like this will be the last time youâll see me like this.â Gojo stands in the doorway. There is a towel wrapped around his waist, still leaving him indecent in your eyes.
âI donât like what youâre insinuating Gojo! And lock the door when youâre in the restroom you creep!â You look anywhere but him.
âHey, it wasnât my fault, was it? You were taking so long I thought you left me here alone.â You can practically hear him pouting. âEither way, you were the one checking me out.â
Your eyes widen, âI was not checking you out! Donât flatter yourself.â
âDonât feel ashamed, this can all be yours,â He gestures down to his body.
âYou freak.â you blanch.
He winks at you.
This was going to be a long night.
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It takes you about half an hour to calm down from the bathroom catastrophe. By now, youâre situated in your futon while Gojo is tucked on the bed. If you had to guess, itâd be nearing midnight around now. You just need to close your eyes and get some sleep before your mission tomorrow.
Except you canât sleep.
Every time you close your eyes, your mind betrays you and an image of Gojo post shower illustrates itself in your mind. And it doesnât help that he sleeps shirtless. You seriously need your mind cleansed.
That wasnât your only issue. The room was sub zero. Who knew traditional ryokans had such advanced air conditioning systems? All you could hear was the air conditioning machine overworking itself. You could even argue that it was colder than Shokoâs morgue. And your sleep shirt and shorts were doing little to help insulate you.Â
âWanna come cuddle with me?â The last person you wanted to hear from breaks the silence. You pretend to be asleep. âI know youâre not asleep! My six eyes tell me that youâre shivering.â Busted.
âI am not cuddling with you.â You stare at the ceiling above you, arms crossed. How could he even propose such an idea? Has he no shame?
âWell I canât face the old granny here if my girlfriend ends up dead by freezing!â
âI am not your girlfriend, Gojo. Nor will I die.â
âThatâs not what she thinks. Plus we have a mission tomorrow, so I canât have you getting sick on me now.â
âIâll be fine, Gojo. Now go to sleep.â
âI run hot when I sleep, yâknow. Let me be your personal heater.â You donât have to see his face to know that heâs grinning.
âI refuse.â
âWell I refuse your refusal.â
You blink.
âExcuse me?â
âYou heard me. Now c'mon,â He pats the spot next to him. âIâll even make a wall in between us.â
You hear the bedsheets shuffle and you have to sit up to see that Gojo was stacking two pillows in the middle of the bed to prove his point. Youâre nearly certain that the only thing youâll be catching soon is a headache if you keep up with his antics. It was a tempting offer, one that you would surely accept if it wasnât Gojo Satoru.
âGojo, Iââ
â...Please?â His voice is softer than you have ever heard it. It was unfair how Gojo was making it harder and harder to reject his offer.
A silent moment passes by.
â...Fine,â You reluctantly get up from your pathetic excuse of a futon. âBut no funny business!â You warn him.Â
You see Gojo perk up from the bed. He looks at you with expectant eyes, âYou got it!â He gives you a thumbs up.Â
Whatever. If Gojo knew what was best for him, he wouldnât try anything. You take in a deep breath before turning to face the opposite direction of where Gojo laid.Â
âGood night [Name],â You hear Gojo whisper. You sigh.
âYeah, yeah, goodnight Gojo.â
Eyes closed, you pray a silent prayer that everything will be fine for the remainder of the mission.
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Ever since Gojo was young, his body has been used to getting little amounts of sleep. Unsurprisingly, that caused him to have a natural alarm. It was always annoying whenever he woke up at the crack of dawn on a day when he didn't need to, but luckily for him, today it proved to be a blessing. There was an unfamiliar warmth radiating onto his body. Satoru opens his eyes.
He thinks he feels all of his six eyes widen when he feels himself wrapped around another body.
There you were, in all your beauty, lying fast asleep. In his embrace. Soft snores were escaping your mouth and there were stray hairs in your face. Did he mention how beautiful you looked sleeping? He might have to ask Shoko about heart disease because of how fast his heart was beating.
Unfortunately for him, you also seemed to be drifting away from dreamland and back to reality. Your eyes flutter and your eyebrows furrow. Gojo takes this to his advantage and does the worst thing he can think of; pretend to be asleep.
When you wake up, your mind is still hazy from the good nightâs rest you had gotten, but not hazy enough to realize that your body was tangled with anotherâs. And youâre pretty sure the pillow you had been laying on last night was not this hard. You try to delude yourself into believing that this is all a dream, but the effects of your sleep were fading.
It takes all the strength in you to summon the courage to open your eyes. To your horror, you were firmly wrapped in Gojoâs arms and your legs were intertwined.
âWhat the hell?â You pull yourself away from him. On the floor below the bed laid the two pillows that Gojo had set up as a makeshift wall. You stare at them utter shock.
âNo, donât go, Iâll freeze to death,â Gojo whines, miraculously waking up. You glare at him.
âExplain to me what just happened or I swear Gojo, Iâm going toââ You try to threaten him, but you canât seem to formulate anything.
Unlike you, Gojo looked unbothered by the sudden turn of events. He even looked pleased. There was a lopsided smile on his face as he sighed, âWhat can I say, I guess you subconsciously want me after all.âÂ
"I do notâ"
âBut if I had to guess, Iâd say the room got too cold and we most likely cuddled for warmth unconsciously.â He shrugs it off like it was no big deal. You note that his hair is tousled from the night before.
You leave the warm bed you and Gojo had made. His theory was probably true, meaning it was neither of your faults. You purse your lips.
âI suppose that makes sense. I apologize for overreacting, I guess I was under the impression that we had done something lewd last night.â With that comment, you make your way to the bathroom to freshen up both your mind and body.
You donât end up seeing how red Gojoâs face got. It was foreign to feel all the blood rising to his cheeks. He takes one of his hands to slap it over his eyes before chuckling to himself. Yeah, he definitely knows why he likes you.Â
All of a sudden Gojo feels like heâs on top of the world. For you, it was just a moment of weakness.
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Extra notes:
gojo wished he and you got to go to the onsen together.Â
gojo also regretted not taking a photo of you sleeping soundly in his arms. it wouldâve been his new wallpaper.Â
for the remainder of the trip, gojo was at an all time high, successfully locating and exorcising the curse in less than an hour.
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Synopsis: Thirteen dicks in front of you, all standing tall with varying girth and size. Not a matter of when and where, but rather a matter of how.
Warnings: idol!SVT x idol!fem reader, orgy, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, implied free use, oral (m receiving), dirty talk, double penetration, creampie, implied age gap, dacryphilia, throat bulge, LOTS of cum, orgasm delay, pwp
#Part One â #Part Two
You on all fours with Dino rutting behind you, mouth covered by his big hands while his other was wrapped around your waist pressing you against him. G spot being abused by the constant hit of his cock. Skimpy skirt held up, safety shorts on the floor. No lube, no protection.
All while his other members watch, dicks out of their pants, standing up and hard, raging red with precum leaking up at the top. Some were jacking off, some were just rubbing themselves,some were helping each other by jacking each other off or sucking the other, but all had their eyes on you.
Your mouth is slightly ajar, eyes unfocused and glassy, lips swollen because of how hard Dino had kissed you earlier, pretty and beautiful moans and whimpers coming out of your mouth. You were a wet dream come true.
"You like that? You like whoring yourself out in front of your seniors? Little slut." Followed by a slap to the ass by Dino himself.
"Bet she does, probably gets herself off to the thought of us 'no?" Said Minghao
"Such a pretty hole, always open and ready to be fucked. Heard from a little birdie that you took both Jaehyun and San in one go just yesterday." Said Mingyu
"If she can take two then I bet she can take all of us, isn't that right right slut?" Hoshi asks rubbing the tip of his cock slowly. Groans and moans from the other members was taken out of that question.
"Such a perfect cock sleeve. Can't wait 'till we can have our own way with you." Joshua mutters
"Fuck.." Dino whispers under his breath, hips moving faster, harder, and deeper. If you weren't already wrecked earlier, you most definitely are now. Eyes rolling to the back of your head, your lips stuck between your teeth, you looked like a wet dream come true.
Wonwoo, taking the initiative, stands up from his seat and walks over to you with his cock hanging out off his pants. You open your mouth as you feel his thumb caress your lips, holding your chin within the palm of his hands. You suck on his fingers as they slip into your mouth, slobbering your saliva all over itâ your doe eyes staring straight into his sharp siren gaze.
Woozi, now standing beside you, grabs your left hand gently, lifting it to wrap around his dick before beginning to thrust his hibs nack and forth slowly. "Hm.. your nails look too pink princess, how about we add some white to it?" He grunts as you rub your thumb across his top, gliding your nails in between the slit of his penis.
Your right hand was next, now with Vernon this time. Without any word spoken, he grabbed your fingers and wrapped them around his length. He was intent on watching you suck Wonwoo's fingers off while you hold a staring contest with the taller man.
Dinoâ seeing all of this unfoldâ didn't took too long until he was cumming inside of you not giving two shits if it was ruining your dress. "What an obedient good little girl, taking cum without complaints." He says as he slowly pulls out watching his semen drip out of your glistening cunt.
"My turn princess." Seungkwan said as he finally stood to his feat and walked over to you, he'd been watching from behind, loving the way your ass jiggles everytime Dino's hips meet yours. Dick in his hand, he gives himself a few long strokes before pushing into you filling your cunt up again.
He can't help but moan at the feeling of your tight cunt filled with the cum of his dongsaeng embrace his cock in a warm welcome embrace. More semen seeps out of your pussy as he pushes his whole length in, creaming off the sides of your hole. Astonished, he stayed still as he watches your pussy hug him tight.
You moaned with him feeling mutual about the experience, eyes crossing and moving to the back of your head breaking eye contact with Jeon Wonwoo. And before you knew it, Wonwoo was inserting his own length into your mouth taking you by surprise, causing you to choke lightly.
"Such a good girl, taking good care of her seniors. That's all you are aren't you? Just a tight pretty hole to be filled." Jeonghan. The devil has finally spoken having come up from sucking off Seungcheol. From being on his knees to man-spreading playing with the tip of his cock. The versatility of this man was insane.
"Hm.. but as far as I know good girls don't let their senior do all the work. Don't they?" A deep throaty voice echoes the room as the leader and eldest of the group spoke his words. He was sitting on the loveseat taking up majority of it's space as he spreads his legs, dick standing big and tall resting against his abdomen. It was wet, covered with Jeonghans saliva and his own precum.
You whimpered as your cunt tightens at their words, both hands immediately moving to motion jack off the two boys beside you, head bobbing up and down, pussy grinding on Seungkwan.
Jun, now standing beside Wonwoo, slaps his cock on the small cock bulge on your cheek spreading his precum all over your face. It was hard and heavy filled with cum waiting to be released. His tip ran all over your face before stopping beside the corners of your mouth. "Open up princess, let's put this pretty mouth to good use."
You stop moving your head leaving only your ass and hands in motion. You whimpered looking up at him, you looked like a mess. Make-up running all over your face, mouth spread wide open wrapped around Wonwoo's cock. "C'mon, open up for sunbae. You can take it, I know you can." Jun smirks, tapping his tip on your lips.
Slowly, you pull away from Wonwoos cock before sticking your tongue out for the both of them. The two men make eye contact first smirking at each other. Their dicks were pretty different from each otherâ Wonwoo was thick while Jun was on the thinner side, but their lengths were on par with each other.
Jun goes first laying his dick on your tongue, followed by Wonwoo doing the same. You move your head forward looking up at both of them as you slowly take them inch by inch. "Shit," Vernon whispers under his breath as he cums all over your hands. "So fucking hot baby," he moans as he watches his hyungs dick disappear into your throat.
Halfway through their length, an evident bulge was starting to show on your throat. Tears shed from yout eyes as your mouth stretches wider than it has ever been in your whole entire life.
"You look so pretty when you cry baby.. only a few more, come one, you can do it, hyung is so proud of you." Wonwoo coos as he cups the side of your face in his hands making you whimper around the two men.
You choke on their dick as Seungkwan starts moving behind you grinding back on your cunt. "Such a good princess, taking us so well." He moans, starting to thrust his hips into you. Pace starting slow before moving quickly forcing you to move forward on Jun and Wonwoos dick inevitably swallowing them more.
"Poor baby, doesn't know who to focus on," Minghao coos at you as Vernon moves away from you, your hand immediately wrapping around Minghaos dick as he comes close to you. "Would you look at that? I haven't even said anything yet and she already knows what to do. Certified slut." He chuckles.
To be honest, you weren't registering anything that was happening to you anymore. You were slowly turning dumb, the only thing you knew was cock cock cock and cock.
Jun slowly starts to thrust his dick into you when he starts to notice your struggle. "No thoughts behind those eyes 'no?"
"Fuckâ shitâ I'm cummingâ," Woozi whines as spurts of cum come out of his dick completely covering your fingers in his cum. Boy was he a heavy cummer, you kinda wished he did it somewhere else.
Your attention from the producer immediately shifted away when you feel Wonwoo and Jun thrusting into your mouth. All of a sudden you feel two different hands go under your top and fondle with your boobs. This in combination with Seungkwan constantly impaling your g-spot has you rolling your eyes backwards.
You were doing so good in holding your come until this very moment, almost forgetting about your sunbaes orders, you hold your stomach tight stopping yourself from cumming. You were so close, so, so, so close.
"Sh.. shit.. fuck! I'm cum.. cumming," Seungkwan groans behind you, thrusts staring to speed up even more hitting you harder than before.
"How about you all go together and cover her up in your cum?" Seokmin spoke, finally.
"Y.. yeah. I can do that." Minghao responds, breaths shaky as he nears his orgasm.
"I'm close.." Wonwoo says groaning. "Yeah.. me too." Jun, breathless.
A few more thrusts and your senses were overwhelmed of how much cum is going on and into you.
Seungkwan shooting his seeds deep within you, mixing with your precum and Dinos dump earlier. Jun and Wonwoo filling up your mouth, directly shooting down your throat forcing you to swallow and taste a mix of their cum. And of course, Minghao spraying all over your hand and back while pinching your tits.
It truly was a sight to see, something that some people could only imagine. Moans, pants, and whimpers echoes in the room as the other members cum on their own as well. It was clear to see that everybody was spent.
Well everybody except five. Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua, Seokmin, Hoshi, and Mingyu. Who's dicks are still as hard as rock, standing as tall as the buildings.
Insisting that they go before the other members considering how far their stamina can get them. They sat on the couch watching everything unfold before them, barely stroking their dicks.
And to ensure that they'd still have you despite already dealing with seven of their members, they made a rule, that if you had cum during the first round with the others. They'd make sure it would be your last for that week. Telling other idols to always leav you hanging no matter what. Because that's what bad girls get.
One by one, the other members pull away from you, taking their place somewhere in the room, leaving you in the middle. Cum all over your body, leaking from your cunt, your mouth, and spread all over your hand and even on your pretty dress you'd performed in.
"Ready for round two princess?"
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