#sub!aisha smut

[purplebvndit]

[10:49 pm]

The smell of sex lingers in the air as you hold onto Aisha's thighs to pull her onto your strap.

Her eyes flicker as she moans out desperately, the headboard digging into her fingers as she holds onto it with all her strength.

You let your eyes roam Aisha's body, basking in the way she writhes against the sheets.

Her long legs wrapped around your hips, pushing you deeper into her heat.

Aisha throws her head back at a particularly sharp thrust and you quickly wrap your hand around her neck.

"Caught you", you chuckle as Aisha gasps for air, clenching around your cock with need.

Her eyes tear up at the slight pressure but she pushes her neck harder against your palm regardless.

There was no sight more beautiful than seeing Aisha's body glisten with sweat as you fill her to the brim.

[ihaechans]

Seven Days || Park Jisung

PAIRING ▸ Jisung x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ established relationship, smut, fluff

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, way too much dialogue, Chenle & Haechan like bullying Jisung, Everyone likes bullying Aisha, mentions of alcohol consumption, sexting, sub!Jisung (basically a service top), degrading/ dirty talk, fingering, dom!reader,  phone sex (kinda), *mutual* masturbation, face sitting (oral), accidental & intentional edging, they are both really horny, virginity loss, riding, choking, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill but be safe ya'll), #saveTaeil

SUMMARY ▸ Jisung goes away on a boys trip for spring break leaving you alone with your girl best friends for the week. Seven days was a long time without seeing your boyfriend, especially in a new relationship...

Let’s just say things get a little spicy when you finally see each other due to the dirty messages you have been secretly sending.

WORD COUNT▸ 6.5k

Day One

It was unfortunate that things got mixed up at the last second.

All was well until your best friend Aisha dragged you and your girlfriends onto the wrong plane. The only sort of good thing out of it was that you were still in contact with your boyfriend... just thousands of miles and hours away from each other. 

You were pacing around your hotel room in distress, phone clutched in your hand tightly, as if it would crack any second from your firm grip. “Goddamn Y/n. We know you love your boyfriend but I’m sure he’s fine without you for now with his best friends,”

“No! He needs me Joy. You really have no idea how much he relies on me do you?” Joy rolled her eyes playfully, flopping down on one of the queen-sized hotel beds.

Your best friends had decided it would be a good idea to visit Paris for spring break and of course, they had to beg you until you agreed. Jisung and his friends thought it would be a splendid idea if you all went there together over spring break. A week of memories, joy, and drinking.

But no.

Aisha just HAD to fuck it up somehow. 

You checked your weather app with hesitance. It read Paris... Paris, Texas. It took everything in you not to scream and storm into Aisha's hotel room and slap the shit out of her. You loved her but sometimes she had no sense.

“I can’t believe she mistook Paris Texas for Paris France! It’s taking everything in me not to beat her ass right now Joy,” and you weren’t lying either. Doyeon and Ningning literally had to hold you back from charging at her when you first found out where exactly you were.

You couldn’t help how your mind wandered back to your boyfriend every once in a while, wondering how he was doing with the boys in Paris. You were praying that they knew how to take care of themselves while you were away. After all, you were always the one to cook their meals.

“You and Jisung don’t live with each other so it’s basically the same thing right? Every time you want to see him you got to get your lazy ass up and drive, so just pretend he’s driving to you but taking a long ass time and it’ll go by faster. Trust.”

You couldn’t decide if you wanted to trust Joy or not, a debate going on in your mind. Though she has been in a relationship for the past five years, you knew her better than anyone... which was why you couldn’t tell if she was joking with you or not. Joy had a habit of lying; not enough to cause damage but enough that you couldn’t tell when she was really playing around or telling the truth.

Sighing in defeat, Joy looked you in your eyes seriously, “You think I’m lying don’t you,” You could see the disappointment in her eyes but didn’t speak from the embarrassment. You cursed yourself for forgetting she had an incredible ability to read people. “You’re right. I was lying” Hollering out a laugh, she threw herself onto her own bed, shielding herself with one of the pillows as she knew your next move.

Attacking her with a series of hard thrown pillows, she finally surrendered after taking a shot to the face. “Oh my fucking god I hate you so much Joy!”

Day Two

“So… who’s gonna cook our meals for the week?” All of the boys stared at each other in silence, none of them wanting to be the one to cook for the others.

Yuta spoke again, “If no one is going to speak up I guess Taeil will pick one of you since he’s the oldest.” The group of boys' eyes practically bulged out of their skulls, Jungwoo coming up with the quick excuse of “We can just order out,” to save himself from getting picked.

Jisung sat silently on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with the thought of you running through his head. “Damn Jisung, was the pussy really that good?” Joked Chenle, a surprised gasp falling from the younger boy's lips at the comment.

The other men cracked up in laughter, Jisung’s cheeks going red in embarrassment. “I mean, it must have been if she has you thinking about her every second of the day.

“Chenle… you’re embarrassing me…” Jisung whines shyly, his hands coming up from his sides to cover his red-tinted face. Jisung had to admit Chenle wasn’t entirely wrong, your cunt was absolutely delicious and your boyfriend couldn’t wait until your next scandalous escapade.

You were the only thing he was thinking about for the past day and a half you haven’t seen each other, his mind often lingering back to the first time you played with him. Last night he found himself getting off to the vivid memory, moaning your name huskily as he came in his hand, wishing it was your pretty little pussy.

“I think I hate Aisha now,” he sighed, looking up at Donghyuck from his comfy position.

“Hey! That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about Jisung. Don’t make me knock some sense into you,” Piping up from his seat at the small kitchen table, Jungwoo added, “I do too Jisung. I was so looking forward to seeing Joy this week and now it’s ruined because of Hyuck's brain dead girlfriend,”

Slapping the back of Jungwoo's head, Donghyuck huffed under his breath in annoyance at the boys talking shit about his girlfriend right to his face. Of course, Jungwoo was joking though. Aisha and the tall boy have been best friends since they were kids, and if it wasn’t for him, Haechan and Aisha would’ve never met at all.

“Boys, settle down now, it’s too late to be bickering about silly things.” Taeil states, plopping down on the recliner chair across the room “Hyung… it’s only five though,” A confused look crossed Xiaojuns face at the eldest's statement, “Wow, you’re getting old.”

Taeil glares at the boy before getting comfortable in his seat, shutting his eyes, and falling asleep rather quickly.

Haechan, Jungwoo, Chenle, Yuta, and Xiaojun all went back to their respectively selected rooms, Leaving Taeil and Jisung alone in their shared hotel room. A notification alerts him, his eyes quickly darting to the name on the screen “Y/n..” he mumbles, quickly opening the messaging app to see that you’ve sent him a picture.

Not just any picture…

The boy's breath hitched in surprise, the picture of your practically bare breasts making him hard instantly. You were wearing a cute, white bra with see-through sections running through. It took everything in him to not rush straight to his room and grab his cock with urgency.

Seconds later you sent another message, a simple text this time reading “I miss you so much baby” To Jisung, this felt like a dream. Never did he think he would be getting sent something like this by any girl ever.

Quickly thinking of a response, the boy typed back his reply, “Y/n I miss you too,” His reply made it seem like he was nonchalant about the whole thing, but his heart was beating fast against his rib cage, breath ragged and shallow.

He really had no idea how he was going to survive a week without you if you continued to send sexy pictures. “You’re not gonna give me anything back baby?” Blinking twice at your next text, Jisung looked around as if he was committing a crime. He stood up quickly, rushing off to his decently sized room, locking the door, and flopping down in the bed.

Immediately, his sweatpants were discarded somewhere on the floor, his phone still in his hand. Jisung angled the camera down to his evident erection in his boxers, bringing his hand right past the elastic band and gripping his hard cock, not moving his hand an inch.

Snapping a quick picture and sending it, he waited patiently for your reply. You took ages, and your boyfriend started wondering what you were doing over there. He sighed in disappointment. Ten minutes, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, and bingo, you finally texted back.

This time it was a video, and it had Jisung moving his hand up and down around his cock in an instant. You were fingering yourself, moaning your boyfriend's name seductively as your back arched in pleasure, “Fuck baby, I wish your fingers were inside me,” And he wished that too.

Jisung threw his head back against the hard wooden headboard, stroking his cock with newfound urgency. He didn’t know how you could turn him on so easily, and he didn’t care. All he could think about was how sexy you sounded moaning his name and pleading for him to help you out when you both knew he couldn’t.

“Are you enjoying it, baby?” Jisung was enjoying it so much that he didn’t even see your text, or hear Taeil knocking on his door urgently. He was so close he could practically taste his orgasm.

“Jisung! Open the door! Yuta and Xiaojun got you some takeout.” Jisung ripped his hand off of his dick immediately at his eldest friend's voice, closing out of your video and practically jumping off of the bed to find his sweatpants.

“Uhh- fuck,” he swore under his breath, struggling to get his sweatpants back on, “I’m coming just wait for a second,”

Curse Taeil.

Day Four

It had been two days since you and your boyfriend sent risky texts to each other, simply having no time with the constant company of your friends around. Jisung, on the other hand, watched the video you sent him countless times, almost overstimulating himself from jerking off to it so much. He simply found it unbelievably sexy, and he would never get tired of you moaning his name.

Haechan walked over to the younger where he was situated on the sofa, staring idly at the large television screen, “Day four with no pussy. This is a prime example of what it does to you,” Jisung tried to act cool about it, keeping a straight face at his friend's comment. “His ears are turning red, Jisung is so cute,” Taeil coos, ruffling his youngest friend's hair. Jisung swats his hands away, jerking away from his touch. “I’m going to my room now,” He excused himself, heading off to his room for some peace and quiet. 

Jisung decided a little rest would do no harm and tucked himself under the covers, closing his eyes soon after. 

Bing.

Jisung’s head whipped around to the nightstand impossibly fast, seeing a notification from you. “I miss hearing your voice, can I call you?” And who was he to refuse? Fuck a nap he could take those anytime he wanted. (he could also call you anytime he wanted but that wasn’t the point) 

He FaceTimed you immediately, not even bothering to answer your text. Your sweet voice filled the air, putting Jisung in a love-struck trance. Your boyfriend took in your features, admiring how pretty you looked on camera. “What have you and the boys been doing out there? It’s so fucking boring here I think I’m gonna die,” 

Your boyfriend chuckled, the deep tone erupting butterflies in your stomach, “Oh really? Yesterday was pretty boring for me too. We were planning on going to the Eiffel Tower but it was too cold so we just took pictures from afar and went back to the hotel,”

You smiled, feeling happy that your boyfriend was actually having a good time on his vacation, unlike you. “Are you doing anything tomorrow?” you questioned, wanting to hear more of Jisung’s sweet voice. “I don’t know. I have to ask Yuta or Jungwoo, they’re the ones who planned this whole trip anyway,” 

While Jisung rambled on, you couldn’t help but think about how good he ate you out or how good he fingered you, making you wet at the thought of him using his newly discovered skills on you. “That’s nice, but did you enjoy the video I sent you?” Jisung’s blood went cold at the mention of the video. After almost getting caught by Taeil, he never answered your text about if he enjoyed your video or not, simply texting you about other important things.

“Oh… um- yeah… I enjoyed it a lot actually,” scratching his head out of nervousness, Jisung was too distracted to notice how you were slipping off your shirt in the camera, your lacy black bra and your breasts now being the only visible thing on the screen. “Baby, look at me when I’m talking to you,” Jisung obeyed your orders, eyes now glued to the screen. He was practically drooling at the sight of your boobs in front of him.

“Like what you see?” You taunted, watching your boyfriend's face to see his reaction. Jisung was having the time of his life just by looking at your chest, and if you were really there with him right now he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

He imagined playing with your tits so many times the first night you two got intimate but he never got the chance. “You’re so pretty…” he trailed off, getting lost in his own thoughts. He was honestly surprised at himself how he wasn’t touching his dick to the sight.

“Are you gonna be a good boy and listen?” He did nothing but whimper in response, his voice getting caught in his throat. “I asked a question baby,” you pushed, wanting to hear him agree with you verbally.

He nodded, “Yes, I- I’ll listen,” His stutter wasn’t caused by nervousness this time but by distraction. Your bare chest on full display in the middle of his screen was turning him on more than he would ever admit.

You played with your tits, massaging them with your soft palms before focusing back on the screen, “Play with that pretty cock of yours baby and let me see,” At your command, your boyfriend lowers his screen, giving you a perfect view of his long fingers wrapped around his erection.

Your boyfriend pumped his cock painfully slow, getting himself worked up, “My baby boy likes being played with huh?” you taunt, picking up on the way his hand suddenly moves faster at your words. “Such a slut baby. You love getting teased don’t you,”

He hadn’t even realized how much all of your teasing turned him on until now. He felt a surge of heat in his stomach when you called him a slut, and he just loved it when you denied him of his orgasm over and over again until he was a  crying, incoherent mess.

“Shit baby, I want to fuck your cunt so badly,” he whimpered, catching you by surprise. You hadn’t heard Jisung talk like this to you, and it was way hotter than it should’ve been. You didn’t miss the way he called you baby either.

You fingered yourself shallowly off-screen, simply leaving your breasts out in the camera to help Jisung get off. You hadn’t planned on having an orgasm anytime soon, saving the real fun for when you had your boyfriend back in your arms.

Jisung, on the other hand, had his lip caught between his teeth in pleasure, hips rolling up into his closed fist repeatedly. It was incredibly hot how he had to keep his moans muffled by stuffing his fingers into his own mouth, gagging around them every once in a while.

You quickly removed your fingers from yourself before you got too carried away, studying Jisung as his whimpers and whines got louder and louder with every stroke. 

“Stop.” 

Jisung doesn’t stop, bucking his hips up into his fist again, “Be a good boy for me and stop,” you repeat, more stern this time. Your boyfriend's once rapidly moving hand now comes to a complete stop. He lets out a mix between a whine and a moan, cursing under his breath at the loss of an orgasm so close.

He stares into the camera, pleading eyes, “Please let me cum, I’ve been so good for you Y/n please,” he honestly thinks he has won, waiting for you to agree with him but it never happens. “I don’t think you’ve earned it yet. You didn’t stop when I told you to baby, remember?” 

Jisung throws his head back against the headboard, an impatient groan slipping past his soft pink lips. “Get on with it, I don’t have all day,” and he does. Pumping himself once again with urgency. 

His mind slipped back to when you two first got together, the night you ruined him so bad he started daydreaming about eating your pussy at every given moment. He wanted you back in his mouth so badly again that he moans out, his eyes closing in bliss at the sensation of his own hand on his hard cock.

“You wanna cum don’t you?” and he nods, his whines once again getting more frequent as he jerks himself off. “Jisung. Stop,” you felt evil for doing this to him, but the way he was acting right now turned you on endlessly. You needed to see him absolutely fall apart at your mercy.

This time at your command, he stops immediately, moaning huskily at the loss of his own fingers wrapped around his dick, “Can I please, please cum? I can’t hold it in anymore- I can’t,” his eyes were starting to gather tears at the corners, so overwhelmed by the sensation of his oncoming orgasm just for it to be ripped away from him again.

“Cum for me baby, show me how much you want it,” you pur, stirring your whiny boyfriend on. For the third and final time, he grabs his dick, jerking it quick and rough. You both knew he wouldn’t last long, his moans already beginning to pick up.

One last stroke of his cock and he was done for, a guttural moan forcing its way out of his throat as he came all over his abdomen. He sat there, eyes closed in bliss. “Did it feel good baby?” you question, knowing the obvious answer. Jisung breathed out heavily, faintly nodding his head at your question. 

When your boyfriend finally found the power to get up and clean himself off, you said your goodbyes, wishing him a safe and happy vacation. 

Jisung sat there in a trance.

The longer the days went on, the more he realized how badly he needed to be inside of you.

Day Six

The only thing you remembered from earlier that night was that you were partying with your best friends, drinking, dancing, the usual. But the way your head was pounding right now as you awake made it seem like you would die any second.

You were sprawled on the couch, just a few meters away from the small kitchen area. You needed some water to help sooth the pounding headache that had somehow appeared.

You go to reach for your phone on the armrest of the couch, checking your notifications to see three missed calls, and forty eight messages, all from your eager boyfriend Park Jisung.

Smiling, you scrolled through the thread of messages, stopping when you see a picture, dimly lit lighting in the background. 

Oh Fuck...

Jisungs messages were innocent until this picture. The sight in front of you took your breath away. Jisung was sitting on his hotel bed, naked body on display. His legs were spread open, just enough so that you could see his hard erection, piles of cum laying still on his abdomen. The best part was at the top of the frame, you could see your boyfriend sucking on his own cum coated fingers, his tongue darting out to slick it up.

Jisung was getting a little too bold over the past few days. When you got back home you would definitely have to remind him who’s in charge again.

You continued to scroll through the messages after the picture, most of them beginning to get progressively hornier the longer they went on. The messages were a range from “I miss touching you,” to “Every time I think of you I cum so fucking hard,”

It took everything in you to not touch yourself right then and there. You really thought your sweet innocent boyfriend was losing his mind at your absence, and the if he was being honest, he was.

Quickly shutting off your phone, you finally got up to get a nice cold glass of water, chugging it down as if it was the last think you would ever drink. It sure felt like it was with the major headache you had.

“One more day,” you kept telling yourself. One more day and you can hold him again, kiss him again, touch him again. Just one more day.

“Rough night, huh?” Joy asks, standing in the dimly lit doorway of her bedroom. She came to check on you after realizing you were not in your bedroom.

Joy was the only one who decided to stay sober out of all your friends, figuring that it would be better off if you and your friends had someone to watch over you in case things got too carried away. She always put others first, and that’s what you loved about her.

You nodded, “I just don’t feel so good,” you finish, tilting your head in your best friends direction. You technically weren’t lying, you got so drunk last night that you almost passed out.

Joy nods in understanding, coming over to your side and finding a place next to you on the couch and cuddling up against you. “So, what’s on your mind Y/n? Jisung?” she teases, wiggling her eyebrows tauntingly.

“Yeah actually. I just miss him a lot,” you sigh, looking Joy in the eye seriously as you spoke, “I mean... relationships aren’t easy, especially new ones. I guess I’m just a little worried about being away from him for so long. When we were just friends we could go weeks without seeing each other, but now it just feels like I can’t go a day without seeing him.”

Joy smiles and squeals like a teenaged girl, “Oh my god is Y/n in love? I can’t believe this!” she finishes, jumping up from her seat and running back and forth excitingly.

“W-what?! No!” You protest, your face suddenly feeling hot. “It’s too early for me to love him.” You finish, waiting for joy to sit back down next to you.

“You guys have literally been friends for years. Maybe you’ve always loved him but never realized it until I brought it up.”

You sigh and digest her words, looking back at the memory of when you two first met. You smiled to yourself at the remembrance of Jisung’s lanky, awkward, shy figure.

“Maybe I do love him.”

Day Seven

You wake up with a jolt, feeling the weight of Joys body squished up against your own.

“Joy…” you yawn, wiping your eyes with the back of your hands, “We have to get to the airport before twelve.” Shaking her lightly, she groans in protest, simply pushing herself harder onto you in an attempt to sleep longer.

Sighing, you push her off of you, almost causing your friend to fall off of the couch. “WAKE UP!” You yell, walking off to go get ready, almost tripping in the process.

You were absolutely elated at the realization you would get to see your boyfriend after the flight, finishing your bathroom routine in record speed. Bursting out of your own hotel room, you knock on you friends rooms, hoping that they were ready to go.

“Y/n? You’re the first one ready? You must really be excited to see Jisung.” Ningning teases, wiggling her eyebrows and elbowing you playfully in your side.

“Oh shut up. Aren’t you and Chenle-“ Ningning shushes you before looking around to see if anyone else heard your slick comment. “Alright that’s enough.” She states, quickly grabbing her luggage and making her way down to the lobby.

You make your own way into Ningning’s shared hotel room, shouting at Aisha to hurry up and get ready before frantically making your way to Doyeon’s room and doing the same.

By 11:30, the five of you were ready to go, hopping into a taxi and waiting out the twenty five minute drive to the airport. You could practically feel your heart beating against your rib cage, the excitement almost becoming unbearable.

The five of you made your way through the crowded airport, soon finding your gate and waiting for your plane to arrive.

“The flight starts boarding in an hour, and the flight back to Korea is like 13 hours so if you guys need to eat I suggest you go stock up now and buy food and water for the plane while you’re at it.” Doyeon reminds you.

“Why did we have to book the late night flight? I’d rather be awake and aware on the plane.” Joy complains, her motherly tendencies to watch over her loved ones kicking in momentarily.

Aisha stuffs her face full of fruit snacks, “Do you have the money for a mid-day flight Joy? She questions, chewing aggressively at the gummy candy.

“Anyways, I’m going to the Dunkin’ Donuts down the hall, if you guys want something you better come and get it.” Ningning stands up from her seat, following Doyeon down and around the corner to the small and crowded Dunkin’ Donuts.

“So Jisung, are you excited to see Y/n?” 

Jisung smiles to himself at the mention of your name, “Of course I am Chenle. I’m barely surviving these last two hours of the flight. I wanted to text her but she’s probably asleep right now and there’s no Wi-Fi up here.”

Chenle hums in agreement, “You’re right. I should sleep too, I don’t even think I’ve slept longer than an hour this whole ride.” he states, grabbing a small blanket from his carry-on bag and draping it over himself.

Jisung whips out his phone and scrolls through your old texts. He really has been missing you for the past week and he doubted that he would be able to stay away from you once you were back in his arms safely.

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As soon as you land safely back in Korea, you search for your boyfriend throughout the airport, nearly leaving your best friends in the dust. You genuinely had no idea if he had landed or not since the Wi-Fi at the airport was terrible and took hours to send a single message through.

Giving the Wi-Fi a chance, you call your boyfriend, hoping for some sort of answer. After what seems like forever Jisung answers, not the best quality but you would take anything you could get.

“Y/n!” He smiles, “Where are you guys? Me and the boys are already outside waiting for a van.” he finishes, looking at the screen to see if you would respond. “We’re on our way right now. Stay put! I missed you so, so much,” you exclaim, practically skipping towards your destination in excitement.

“Wait up Y/n! Jisung isn’t going anywhere!” yells Doyeon, but you ignore her, frantically searching for a way out of the crowded airport. 

Your eyes practically bulged out of your skull when you finally found the exit, seeing your boyfriend and your best friends through the clear glass doors. They were facing away from your direction, not yet aware that you had finally found them.

Running through the crowd, you race towards your boyfriend, nearly tackling him to the ground in a bear hug when the automatic doors open. “Y/n! You nearly cracked my skull open.” Jisung laughs, hugging you back with just as much enthusiasm as you wrap your legs around his waist, not letting go of his form.

From behind you, you hear a fake gagging sounds coming from Chenle and Xiaojun, teasing you and your boyfriend. “I missed you so much,” you swoon, caressing the sides of Jisung’s face as he held you in his arms.

“Ewwww, you guys are so in love it hurts to witness.” Haechan forces himself to look away at the act of affection, almost joining Xiaojun and Chenle with their gagging noises.

Jisung’s cheeks go red when you kiss him in front of his friends, causing them to scream in disgust. “Get a room you guys!” yells Aisha, finally arriving with the rest of your girl friends.

“We will later, right Jisung?” You wink, causing your boyfriend to blush even harder and stutter over his words. “I can’t stand watching this anymore. Please... just get me home as soon as possible,” Taeil tells the van driver with a sigh, beckoning you and your friends to finally hop in.

“Home sweet home,” you yawn, flopping onto your bed with a relaxing sigh.

After the boys and the rest of your friends had been dropped off, you and Jisung decided to come back to your apartment for some alone time. “so, how was Paris?” your question was genuine.

“Well,” Jisung pauses, flopping down next to you, “It was nice. The Eiffel tower was really bigger than I expected! Oh yeah, also we went on those little boat things and our hotel view was seriously so nice Y/n. Like, seriously... it was super nice.” he rambles, causing a smile of admiration to form on your face.

“I’m guessing the hotel view was really nice then,” you joke, giggling at your boyfriend's innocent and passionate statement.

His cheeks go red at your teasing and he covers his face behind his hands in embarrassment. “Ah, sorry. I’m just so excited to see you. I know it hasn’t been that long but it really felt like forever since I’ve seen you in person.”

Removing his hands from his face, you move your body closer to Jisung’s, practically straddling him at this point. “If only you knew how much I’ve missed you, baby,” you whisper, subtly grinding down onto his cock.

His eyes shoot open and his hands grip your hips immediately causing you to smirk. “Can we- uh... try something new?” He asks shyly, avoiding eye contact. “Of course, we can Jisung, but only if you look at me in the eye while you ask.”

Your boyfriend gulps under you, and at this point, you could feel his dick starting to grow against your thigh. “I... I wanna fuck you this time.” he stutters, shutting his eyes in embarrassment as soon as he finishes his sentence.

You laugh mockingly, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you as you spoke. “You wanna fuck me?” you copy, pretending to think about the idea with a finger on your chin. “Whatever Jisung wants, Jisung gets.” you shrug, tilting your head down to capture Jisungs lips with your own.

As the more experienced partner, you took control of the kiss, your hands tangling in Jisung’s hair messily as you licked your way into his mouth with desperation. Jisung moans as you grip his hair tightly while grinding your hips onto his erection, chasing after your lips with a pout when you pull away. 

“Do you want this baby?” you ask, sternly connecting your eyes with the man under you as you waited for an answer. “Yes, Y/n. I want it so fucking bad.” you could hear the desperateness behind his words, so eager and impatient for your touch.

You begin to pull your boyfriend’s shirt above his head as he loosens the string on his sweatpants in an attempt to get them off as fast as he could, grunting in frustration when they didn’t come off as easily as he hoped. “Slow down big boy, we have all the time in the world,” you whisper, quickly pressing a kiss to his lips as you aid him with peeling his pants off.

“Babe... can you sit on my face?” you’re taken off guard at the sudden request, surprised at the boldness of his words, “I love eating your pussy baby,” he mutters, already working your shirt above your head and your pants off of your legs in a hurry.

You didn’t even need to say anything, your boyfriend already knowing the answer when you slid your panties off, hovering your dripping wet core above his face. “If you need a break just push me off of you, ok?” he nods at your words, hooking his arms around your thighs and dragging your cunt to his awaiting mouth as he quickly attacked your sensitive clit.

You moan as your boyfriend swirls his tongue around your most sensitive parts, languidly moving his tongue around your entrance in a teasing manner before smirking against you.

Grinding onto his tongue, you yank his hair harder against your cunt, a loud groan ripping from his throat at the action. “Fuckin’ love when you do that,” he mumbles, diving into your pussy with much more desperation this time.

“So good baby,” you whine, “My little slut aren’t you?” with a whimper, Jisung nods his head frantically at your words, his tongue paying special attention to your clit. Unexpectedly, your boyfriend adds a finger to you, his long digit reaching your g-spot in no time.

Jisung adds another finger into your pussy and you lose it, “I’m gonna cum,” your moans pick up in frequency and volume as you neared your high, grinding hard onto his fingers as you came with a loud whine, your back arching in pleasure.

Your boyfriend licks at your core lazily as you catch your breath on top of him. “You’re amazing baby,” you smile weakly, absolutely breathless at the power of the orgasm Jisung had just given you.

You pull away from Jisung’s wandering mouth, making your way back down his power to place yourself on his thighs. “Doesn’t this hurt baby?” Jisung looks at where your eyes are concentrated on his dick which strained against his abdomen, beads of precum dribbling onto his stomach.

“I can help you relieve the pain,” you glide your fingers along the head of his cock softly, a look of need written in Jisung’s eyes. “Please touch me,” he begs, caressing your hips and bucking his own into them with desperation. “I need you to fuck me now,”

His cheeks go red when he finishes the sentence, “You’re so cute baby.” you smile, lifting your hips above his own as you grasped his cock and lined it up with your entrance. You could hear his breath hitch in anticipation, “If you want me to stop, just tell me, ok?”

He nods at your words, his eyes glued onto the current position you had him in. “Please do something,” he gulps, pleading eyes gazing into yours. In a swift movement, you lowered yourself onto him, both groaning at the sensation. “Feels so good,” he murmurs, biting his lip and closing his eyes in ecstasy.

Jisung nearly shrieks when you lift yourself off and lower yourself down again, his body almost going limp when you repeat the action again. This was the most you had ever heard him moan, you could only imagine how good this felt to him.

Your boyfriend’s mouth opened in a silent scream as his grip on your hips tightened, sure to leave a bruise the next morning. By now you were fully riding him, your body moving up and down on his cock while grinding down onto him every once in a while. 

“I can’t....” he whines, “I can’t-” Jisung sobs as you speed up, a violent shudder racking its way through his body. “Tell me to stop and I will,” you taunt, keeping a steady pace. His eyes roll to the back of his head as his hips stutter, a deep groan making its way out of his mouth.

“You’re cumming already? Such a dumb little slut baby,” your hand snakes its way to Jisung’s throat, wrapping around it and squeezing tightly. His eyes pop open in alert, his orgasm ripping through his body with violence. Deep moans sound throughout the room, Jisung’s hips bucking into you with fervor. Your walls clamp down onto his dick tightly, sucking a second orgasm out of him in no time.

With a quivering voice Jisung speaks, “I need you to cum Y/n, please... please cum. I need it.” he hisses, gripping your sides even harder as he slams you down onto his cock roughly. “Oh fuck,” you pant, feeling your orgasm approaching as he finds your g-spot, “I'm close,”

Jisung sits up, hiding his face in the crevice of your neck and sucking marks there. “Come on, cum for me,” he whines, massaging your breasts while moving his head to take one into his mouth. His tongue swirls around your sensitive bud, your hips stuttering as you felt your orgasm approaching.

You tug on his hair as you reach your high, your hearing going static at the sheer pleasure you were receiving. Jisung groans at the feeling of his hair being harshly pulled, forcing another orgasm out of him. He hides his face in your neck once again and nips your collarbones when he cums, a guttural moan ripping from his vocal cords.

The two of you sit there unmoving as you pant with heavy breaths, Jisung’s now soft dick still inside of you. “You ok?” Looking at your boyfriend with concern, he nods, a faint smile making its way onto his lips.

“Y/n, I love you.” He says confidently, a smile plastered onto his face. “You don’t have to say it back but I just wanted you to know that I love you.” You pout at his cuteness, taking his face between both of your hands and bringing it closer to your own. “I love you too Jisung, more than you’ll ever know.” you sigh, pressing your lips against his in a lazy kiss.

The next morning you and Jisung were fast asleep in your bed, his face nestled comfortably in your breasts while your hand was still in his hair from when you softly brushed your fingers through it to help him sleep last night.

The front door jingled as it opened, Taeil stepping inside with the extra key you had gave him. “Y/n? Are you awake?” he yells curiously, not getting any response. The plan was to quickly come inside and take his hoodie he had left in your room last month from movie night and quickly leave before he woke you up.

Tiptoeing up the stairs, he reaches your room, knocking on the door to make sure nothing that he didn’t want to see was going on behind it. “I’m coming in,” he states, slowly opening the door.

Taeil practically screams when he sees the two of you wrapped up with each other under the blankets, causing the two of you to jolt awake in alert. “Taeil! Oh my god!” shrieks Jisung, hiding himself deeper in the blankets.

Taeil quickly faces the other way and crab walks around your room until he finds his hoodie. “Just pretend this never happened please.” he says nervously, bolting out of the room frantically. You and Jisung look at each other and smile, bursting into laughter at what had just happened.

“Why is it always me?” sighs the eldest. “Kids these days...”

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Likin’ the angle of the dangle?-Part 3*

Pairing: Jake Jensen x Plus Size Reader

Summary: You and The Losers go after Max, the Petunias lose, and wedding bells ring for you and Jake…

Note: So sorry it took so long for part 3 but there is no time like today for some of our delicious nerdy baby😁

Warnings🛑: guns, violence, blood, injuries, smut(unprotected vaginal sex, dom/sub aspects, spanking, slight degrading, overstim), husband jakey😍, pregnancy

Part 2

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Max was on the move, and so were the Losers…

Things didn’t go as planned at the port and it turned out Roque had turned against his team for money. Jake screamed at the guards that manhandled me, earning a nasty bruise to his perfect jaw.

“Jakey!” I gasped, whimpering as the man holding me shoved me further along.

We got to a stopping point, I stood by Jake as we were forced to the ground. I tried my best not to cry, hoping somehow we got out of this alive. I looked over to Jake, the love of my life.

“If we make it, I want a ring.” I blurted, his smile instant as he caught on.

“We’ll go to the fuckin’ courthouse baby, Y/n Jensen sounds so sexy.” he winked, both of us jumping when Pooch was shot.

I protested, trying to crawl to my friend, but only got two inches before I was backhanded. I spat blood, catching something out of the corner of my eye. Cougar saw it too, chuckling under his breath. We all turned to see Aisha, Jake taking in a breath.

“Now that’s a bad ass chick.” he whistled.

Just as the building blew up, we all sprang into action. Kicks, punches, and jabs were thrown until we got all the guards down. Clay met us once he’d escaped from his captors yielding his weapons. Once I got Jake out of his cuffs, he bruised his mouth to mine.

“Hey! Can one of you numbnuts help me up!” Pooch yelled, pulling at my ankle.

“Oops, sorry Poochy.” I giggled, Jake and I helping our friend up.

We took cover behind one of the shipping containers, readying ourselves for the fight that was to come. Jake openly stared at me, his eyes lingering on my tits and ass (typical). I winked at him over my shoulder, his cheeks turning an adorable pink.

“Holy shit,” Jake gasped, his eyes wide.

“What?” I asked worriedly.

“We’re getting married!” Jake exclaimed, and I couldn’t keep my laughter in.

“What the fuck? You mean I have to deal with this shit forever?” Pooch groaned, but I knew deep down he cared so much for us.

“Yes Poochy,” I grinned, slapping Jake’s ass playfully.

“Hey now! That’s my job!” he hissed, swatting my hand away.

The Losers, Aisha, and I all squeezed into a van Cougar had found, my hands working quickly to patch Pooch’s legs until we could get him to a hospital. Once we reached our destination, Jake along with Pooch and I headed to where Max had the Snuke. Jake had deemed Pooch, “legless Pooch”, a name he was not a fan of.

“I think it’s cute,” I butted in to their argument.

“It’s such a cool name, makes you sound like a pirate.” Jake grinned as Pooch rolled his eyes.

“You’re about to be headless Jensen.” he grumbled.

“Hey! You can’t kill the guy I’m marrying and probably will have babies with Poochy!” I protested, pouting as Pooch waved dismissively.

“You’re lucky I love you.” Pooch scoffed, loading his gun before taking shots at the guards.

We all then went into military mode, taking out the targets ahead. We cleared a path so I could take off to the Snuke, Jake running behind me while being my cover. A bullet whizzed past my head, gasping as I ducked at the last second. I kept running, drop kicking a guard in my way.

“God baby, you’re so fucking sexy.” Jake moaned, taking out more guards until we were both standing by the container holding the Snuke.

“Well…this-um-” I stammered as I stared at the contraption.

“A giant Easter egg from hell.” Jake nodded, radioing Clay our situation.

“Hey! I found a ride!” Pooch grinned, pointing at a ridiculous hummer limo.

After we sort of defeated Max, we were able to return to normal life. Aisha helped get our names cleared so Pooch could see his baby born, and Jake and I attended his niece’s soccer game. The Petunias weren’t doing too hot, they only had one point so far the whole game. Jake and I were sporting the cute pink shirts, but let’s be honest, he looked way hotter.

Jake gasped suddenly as another girl from the opposing team knocked his niece to the ground hard, jumping to his feet as he ran out on the field.

“Oh no!” he gasped, adorably running to help his niece.

I couldn’t help but to fall more in love at how much he loved kids, he was going to be an amazing father. We planned on getting married in the next month or so, and I was glad. Not only because I was marrying my best friend, but I had a little secret I was waiting to surprise him with.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when my fiancé started a screaming match with the ref. Jumping off the bleachers, I scurried over to try and break up the altercation.

“Who do you work for?! I want their name and number?!” Jake screamed as the ref continuously bumped her chest to his, screaming back at him to get off the field.

“Honey, honey! Come on, it’s ok!” I tried to soothe my angry Jake, unsuccessfully pulling at his huge bicep.

I signaled help from the team and it was ultimately Cougar and Clay pushing Jake off the field. I held his niece's hand until we got back to the car, having her promise me to not use the very bad language her uncle was using.

Jake was fuming the whole way to drop his niece off, and when we got home. It was so cute how passionate he was, it was one of the many things that made me fall for him.

“Baby are you even listening?” Jake called, angrily pacing our kitchen.

“Yes my love, I completely agree.” I hummed, pulling him to our bedroom in hopes to distract him.

Today was the day I was marrying my best friend, my Jakey. I always dreamed of having a more intimate wedding with just family and the friends I was closest to, fortunately that consisted of The Loser’s and their spouses, Pooch’s baby, Jake's sister, and his niece.

Clay walked me down the aisle, and Aisha was my maid of honor. Pooch stood next to Jake as I walked down, tears streaming down both of our faces. I was so excited to begin this adventure, to be with the man I loved. I couldn’t resist landing a sweet kiss to his lips once I made it to him, holding his hands tight in mine as we repeated the words that would bind us as one.

“Do you take this woman to be your wife?” the preacher asked, looking to Jake.

“I do.” he nodded, squeezing my hand in his.

“And do you take this man to be your husband?” the preacher repeated to me.

“I do.” I smiled, inching closer to Jake.

“By the power invested in me, I pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Jensen.” the preacher announced.

I didn’t wait another second before smashing my lips to Jake’s, my husband. He wrapped me in his arms, his tongue touching mine. I whimpered quietly against his lips, wanting more than ever for him to take me away and fuck me into next week.

“Hey nerds, can you guys finish this up AFTER the reception?” Pooch asked.

I unwillingly pulled away from Jake, pouting as we headed out.

The reception was held at mine and Jake’s shared home, all of us piling in the backyard. It had been a few hours, and I was getting impatient. I’d been trying to get Jake to sneak away for a quickie, but the stubborn man sputtered at the thought of someone catching us.

“Jakey come on, I’m so wet for you.” I whined in his ear, clinging onto his big frame.

“Y/n, honey we can’t!” he whisper yelled, but he couldn’t deny how hard he was.

“Please baby!” I huffed, pouting up at him.

“Be good or you won’t get laid at all tonight.” Jake hissed, the dominance in his tone made me melt.

It’s safe to say I was grumpy the rest of the reception until everyone left, Jake being the clean freak he is was running around to make sure the place was spotless. I smirked to myself as I came up with a plan, remembering I was wearing a special lingerie set for tonight that was bound to get his attention.

Jake choked on air as he caught me stripping in our living room, sprinting back inside. The lace hugged my curves perfectly, accentuating all the right areas. My husband wasted no more time and hoisted me over his shoulders, carrying me to our room.

“Ohhhh, so now I get my husband's attention?” I mocked, giggling when he threw me on our bed.

“You would have had it before if you’d just been good.” he said as he quickly undressed himself.

Once he was down to his boxers, he set aside his glasses before coming back between my legs. He rubbed up and down my thighs, caressing down to my calves as he brought up each leg and kissed them gently. His kisses then traveled down until he was on his knees, nipping along my inner thighs.

“You’re being so mean to your wife Jakey, being a tease.” I huffed, gasping when his hand shot out and smacked my still clothed pussy.

“You’re such a brat, I’m trying to be slow and loving to my wife on our wedding night, but you want to be fucked like a slut.” he growled, sending chills up my spine.

When I didn’t answer, his hand smacked me again. I moaned so ungodly loud it was almost embarrassing, but I knew Jake loved it.

“Yes! I want you to fuck me Jakey, please give it to me!” I sobbed out.

He stood, ripping his boxers off. My mouth salivated at the sight of his perfect cock, but was brought back when Jake ripped the lingerie off of me. I definitely wasn’t expecting him to roughly yank me down the bed, throwing my legs over his shoulders. We’d never done this position before, my nerves creeped up slightly.

They disappeared after he entered me roughly, not giving me a chance to adjust before he began rearranging my insides. He held my legs so tight I knew there’d be bruises, and the way his cock was hitting every spot inside of me I knew I wouldn’t walk tomorrow.

“I’ve fucked you so many times, yet your little pussy just seems tighter every time I take you.” he grunted, laying another loud smack to my ass.

“Don’t stop Jakey, fuck it’s so good!” I babbled, mewling as my orgasm approached.

“Yeah baby? Gonna let me fill you up?” he growled, pistoning his hips even faster.

“Yes! Fuck, please fill me up Jakey, I want it.” I whined, clawing his forearms as I came around him.

Jake had to slow a bit from how hard I was gripping him, spreading my legs out so he could see my cum leaking on his dick. My chest heaved as I panted, squealing when Jake swiped a finger from where we connected up to my clit. He tasted his finger, his eyes rolling back. I whimpered when he pulled out, missing the feeling of him being so deep.

“So tasty,” he hummed, seconds later burying his face into my pussy.

“Jake!” I gasped, yanking his hair hard from being so sensitive.

I pushed at his head, but that only spurred him on. His beard chafed against my skin, but the burn only added to the overload of pleasure. He suckled my clit into his mouth while his fingers entered inside of me, immediately curling into my gspot. My legs shook as I came, flooding my husband's fingers with my cum. He didn’t waste a second to move down and slurp up everything.

“No more Jakey, sensitive.” I panted, my eyes dropping as I met his blue ones.

“Hmmm, maybe if you weren’t such a brat I’d consider giving you a break.” he grinned, flipping me over on my stomach.

“Baby I’m sorry, please.” I whimpered, but couldn’t help the moan that escaped as he licked up my spine.

“My wife, so impatient and needy.” he hummed, smacking his hand on my ass as he spread my legs.

My mouth hung open, no sound leaving as he entered me from behind. My poor clit rubbed against our sheets as he rutted into me, tears streamed down my face from how good I felt. Jake hooked his arms under mine so his palms were on my shoulders, holding on tight to me as he railed his cock into me. I couldn’t hold my scream this time.

“Jake! Ah-oh fuck!” I squealed, gripping the sheets for dear life.

“Yeah baby, tell me who’s fuckin’ you this good.” he chuckled darkly, followed by a loud moan.

“You! You Jakey!” I cried, unable to control the sounds of pleasure leaving my lips.

I couldn’t tell you how many orgasms I had, what felt like hours later, Jake finally came inside of me. He pushed his hips all the way against me, making sure his cum was deep. He gently kissed my shoulder as we both came down, lazily nuzzling his face against my skin.

He slowly pulled out, rolling me on my back. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him towards me. He got my message, leaning the rest of the way to plant a sweet kiss to my lips.

“I didn’t hurt you did I baby?” he asked, worry clouding his eyes.

“Not at all, you were so amazing my love.” I smiled, kissing him once more.

After clean up, I sat Jake on our bed to reveal my other surprise. I pulled out the small ultrasound picture, handing it to him. Jake stared at it confused for a minute before he saw the word ‘baby’.

“Are you serious?” Jake asked, the biggest smile on his adorable face.

“We’re having a baby.” I whispered, my heart swelling with joy.

“Oh my god,” he chuckled, wiping a tear that fell from his eyes.

I hugged him tight, rubbing his back as he cried joyfully. He kissed and rubbed my belly, laying his ear on it.

“Hi little baby, it’s your daddy. I love you so, so much, I can’t wait to meet you.” he spoke to my belly.

“Are you happy?” I asked.

Jake looked up at me, pulling my legs so I straddled his lap.

“I’m so fucking happy, I love you more than ever, Mrs.Jensen.” he professed, leaning his forehead to mine.

“I love you Mr.Jensen.” I beamed, wrapping my arms around his neck.

The rest of the night we spent talking to my belly, to our little baby.

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trouble (matthew gray gubler/fem!reader)

Title: trouble

Request: requested by anon

Couple: matthew gray gubler/fem!reader

Category: smut (*gasp* i know...) w/ a side of fluff

Content Warning: sexual content (penetrative sex, unprotected sex (be safe buddies), fingering, car sex, choking kink, daddy kink (But as a joke), masturbation, slight edging (i guess that’s what it’s called)), kinda sub!reader, kinda dom!mgg, swearing, sexual innuendos, teasing, pissed off matthew

Word Count: 4369

Summary: Reader and Matthew are going out to a dinner party with the cast of Criminal Minds. After some suggestive comments and innuendos and actions (done by reader). Matthew teaches Reader a lesson in the back seat of his station wagon.

A/N: in celebration of hitting 200 followers, i decided to pus my first smut here :) although it was a request and i was going to post it either way. this was the request i got and when i saw it i got more than excited and my mind ran wild with it! matthew 10/10 calls his partner princess in this one-shot. it’s a little bit rougher than i was expecting, but i kinda lost track of my thoughts and just went for it. thank you so much to that anon that sent this in! if you have a request or an idea, send it in! and check out my masterlist!

6/1/2021 Edit: I no longer write rpf smut. this was written before I made that change. 

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Oh boy, it was just one of those days… I could just feel it in my body that I was going to be an asshole today and nothing anyone could do could stop me from that. My sassy mood would be the one thing that gets me in trouble today, and I think I’m honestly okay with that.

I walked into the bedroom, wearing nothing but my undergarments (which consisted of my personal favorite black/mint lingerie), and tan stockings. Matthew was sitting on the edge of the bed, tying his shoes. I walked over to the closet, right past him. We should and are getting ready for a dinner party with his friends from Criminal Minds. Should being the key-word there. I loved messing with him like that.

“Woah,” he spoke ever so softly. I stayed facing the closet, but a smile grew on my lips. I gently swayed my hips as I went through the dresses I had hanging. He was staring, I knew he had to be staring. I pulled one dress out, not really thinking it’d be the one. 

“What should I wear,” I asked out to the room. The sounds of his shoes hitting the wood flooring was the answer I got instead of his voice. I pouted as I dropped my head to my shoulder, my hair hitting my arm. I jumped as his icy cold hands and arms wrapped around my middle. His face was pressed into my neck. He exhaled deeply before kissing the base of my throat. I smiled as he swayed with my movements.

“I think you should go like this. Show you off to all my friends,” Matthew hummed as he dragged his hands to the front of my hips. My hands stopped on two separate dresses and clenched the fabric in my fingers. “I think they’d enjoy that… I know I would,” he added, his thumbs playing with the lacy edges of my panties. I took a deep breath and stepped back, so I was flush against his body. 

“Matthew, obviously I can’t just go in my underwear.” I scoffed as he pushed me so there was a small space between us. I sighed deeply as he stepped away from me. “I’ll figure it out,” I rolled my eyes as he retreated to the bed. I filed through my dresses again before pulling out a black cocktail dress that I knew would drive Matthew crazy during the night. I dashed off to the bathroom to finish getting ready. “Zip me up?” I asked as I stepped back into the bedroom and stood behind Matthew. Shuffling came from behind me before he zipped my dress up.

“Ready to go?” he whispered. His breath hit the shell of my ear, causing me to swallow roughly. 

“Almost. Let me get my things together and I should be ready,” I sighed deeply. It’s going to be one of those nights, I just know it. Matthew pressed his lips to my cheek before walking away from me, again.

And that was my cue. I was quick. I’ve never been so fast to get ready for an event. He was probably getting out into the car as we speak. I grabbed a tube of lip gloss from the bathroom and tossed it into my bag before slipping a pair of plain black heels on. And then, I left the house.

And, as per my guess, Matthew was already sitting in his station wagon, waiting for me. I shuffled to the passenger’s side of the car and pulled the door open.

I looked over at Matthew as I slipped into the car. He was looking at himself in the mirror of the visor. I swallowed roughly as my eyes trailed from his perfectly sculpted face (lingering for a moment on his lips), down to his neck (where I would love to leave love bites), down his chest (and even though he was wearing a suit, I wanted to push off his dress shirt), and finally, down to his lap (a lap I would just love to sit on). And he was just there… Sitting there, doing his thing like I wasn’t imagining wanting to rip his clothes off to have sex with him right now. 

He dropped his hands from his face and rested them on his legs. I stared for a moment at his hands and their placement on his legs. I could feel my heart pick up and my head getting mildly dizzy. I took a deep breath and shook my head as I looked up at his face.

“Mm, now that’s a lap I could sit on,” I grinned at Matthew as I buckled my seatbelt in. The thought of grinding my ass into his crotch made me giggle lightly as I stared at him.

Matthew gawked as he looked over at me, his hands resting low on the steering wheel. I smiled as I folded my hands over my lap. I could feel Matthew’s eyes still on me as I looked out the window. 

“What did you just say?” he asked as he slowly started the car. I hummed before looking over at him. He was still staring at me with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

“Hm? Oh! I said are you ready? I can’t wait to see Kirsten and AJ.” I smiled as I looked at him. He raised an eyebrow, but his expression was now amused instead of shocked. At least he’s amused now… 

“Oh, yeah, I’m sure that’s exactly what you said, Princess,” Matthew glanced at me as he started his car and pulled out of the driveway. I couldn’t tell if he actually meant to call me that pet name, or if he was just teasing. Either way, he knows it gets me going. 

“And, Aisha! Oh! I miss her!” I clapped my hands together. Matthew seemed to enjoy my excitement at seeing his friends and co-workers. It’s been a while since the wrap party for the show, so it’s been a while since either of us had seen them. “I still owe her $10 for that prank she helped me play when I visited the set that one day,” I grinned at Matthew.

“Yeah, sure, because stealing and hiding my fruit roll-ups is a prank,” he rolled his eyes as he glanced at me. I smiled and nodded. “Finding them a month later though was quite a pleasant surprise. I will admit that,” he laughed lightly.

“Listen, Matthew, you were the one who invited me to set. It’s not my fault I got bored while you were filming. Someone had to keep me entertained. I’m sorry it was Aisha who took that job. We had fun that day,” I laughed as I turned to face him. I crossed my legs as I looked at him.  I pulled my purse off my body and put it in the backseat, accidentally hitting Matthew in the face. “I’m so sorry.” I looked at him with wide eyes. He looked at me with a playful irritation on his face.

“Accidents happen, just don’t let it happen again,” he glanced at me. I smiled and nodded. 

  “Won’t let it happen again,” I looked out the windshield.

The drive to the restaurant was in a comfortable, yet somehow tense, silent. I couldn’t help myself when it came to making a comment or innuendo of some sort. Matthew didn’t seem too crazy bothered by it, if anything it looked like he enjoyed it. Of course, I knew I needed to stop before we went in. So, I stayed silent when he pulled into a parking spot. 

“You ready?” Matthew asked as he pushed the visor down. I reached back for my purse and pulled it in the front. I “accidentally” hit Matthew in the back of the head with my bag as I pulled it onto my lap. Oh, no, the first time was definitely an accident. The second time was 100% on purpose. No accident this time.

He dropped his shoulders and looked over at me, annoyance on his face. I looked down at my lap and bit my lips to refrain from smiling. Oh boy, I wonder what he’s going to do. Surely he won’t yell at me.

“Choke me, daddy,” I very jokingly teased as I looked at Matthew. He looked at me with shock on his face. I smirked as I began digging around in my purse for lip gloss. When I looked back up, Matthew threw his hand over my neck and pushed my head against the headrest. I widened my eyes and looked at him. I was relieved that he was just holding his hand there, not applying any pressure. But part of me really wanted him to do it. “I was joking,” I stated in a tone that said I wasn’t sure of myself. 

“I’m not so sure you were… Princess,” Matthew smiled at me before removing his hand and turning back to the visor. I pouted at the lack of his touch and looked at him. I moved closer to him and looked up at his face. “Can I help you,” he looked away from the tiny visor mirror and down at me. I smiled and nodded before puckering my lips. 

“Please,” I whispered and batted my eyelashes at him. He laughed before kissing my lips lightly. I pouted as I turned back in my seat. I glanced at Matthew and noticed that he was still fixing his mess of hair in the mirror. I turned back to face him, grabbing his hand again. He glanced at me for a moment before looking back at his reflection. I slowly brought his hand back to my throat and looked at him.

I swallowed roughly as I stared at him, keeping his hand on my throat. Matthew just continued to mess around with his hair. “Are you busy with my hand,” he asked looking at me. I pouted and pushed his hand away from me. 

“No, I’m not,” I muttered before looking down at my phone. I looked at Matthew and pouted. “But I’d like to be,” I glared at him as I placed my hand high on my bare thigh. 

“Hold on, what do you think you’re doing,” Matthew asked as his hand shot out to grasp my wrist. I smirked and looked over at him, pushing his hand off mine. 

“Well, I wanna have fun before we go in and you won’t have fun with me. So, I’m gonna do it myself. Unless you want to change your mind,” I snipped back as I brought my hand to my panties. I honestly should’ve just forgone the underwear tonight. I don’t know why I didn’t. I could feel through the thin fabric that I was wet. He didn’t even do a damn thing to get me as wet as I am. But here I am, nearly sitting in a puddle. I suppose he just has that effect on me.

I looked at Matthew as I slid my hand into my panties and pressed a finger into my center, collecting some wetness on my finger. I gasped and lightly closed my eyes. I slowly moved my finger around my clit as I looked back at Matthew. He was silently watching me for a minute. The way he looked at me told me he was pissed. I've never seen him so mad before. I let out a soft moan as I pressed my head into the headrest.

“Matthew,” I whimpered as I looked at him. He shifted slightly in his seat as he looked back at me. I slowly circled my finger around my clit as I locked eyes with him. My breathing grew labored as I brought my free hand to my breast, kneading it over my shirt and bra. Just as I started to pick up speed, Matthew’s hand grasped my wrist and stilled my movements. I looked at him, alarmed and frustrated. He seriously did not just do that.  

“Get in the backseat, we’ll have to be quick,” he muttered as he yanked my hand from my panties. I looked at him with wide eyes. He was looking at my wet finger before putting it in his mouth. I took a deep breath, feeling more overwhelmed by the second. “Go on,” he half-ordered as he nodded to the back seat. “Don’t make me say it again,” he muttered when I stayed frozen in my seat. I nodded before getting out of the front seat and trying to move fast to the back. 

I sat in the middle of the bench seat and shimmied out of my panties. Matthew was quick to sit beside me in the backseat. He didn’t even give me time to understand what was about to happen. That’s okay, I just know I’ll get what I want.  

He gently pushed me so I was lying across the bench and he hovered over me and in between my legs. One of his knees stayed between my legs, making it so I couldn’t press them together for any sort of pleasure. Part of me hated it when he was like this, but another part loved it. He knew that too. 

“You are being such a bad girl,” he whispered, bringing his hand back to my throat. I gasped and pressed my head into the seat. I looked up at him and nodded, telling him it was more than okay to do this. He gently and carefully put pressure into his grip as he stared down at me. I struggled slightly to breathe as I locked eyes with him again. “Touching yourself in the parking lot before we go into a dinner party… With my friends nonetheless,” he kept his voice low. Matthew brought his other hand down between my legs, resting it at the top of my thighs.

“I’m sorry,” I struggled to speak as I threw a hand over his one on my neck. He cocked his head slightly as he stared at me. 

“You’re sorry, Princess?” he questioned, slowly moving his hand closer to my center. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he moved my panties to the side. I tried to swallow roughly and nodded. “Sorry just isn’t going to do it,” he spoke, causing me to open my eyes. 

 I tapped my fingers on the back of his hand, silently telling him that I really needed air. His eyes flashed slightly with concern as he removed his hand. I took a deep breath like it was my first time breathing. It was like fire in my lungs as I inhaled and felt like I was mildly high as I exhaled.

“I won’t do it again,” I whispered as I looked up at him. We both knew that I was clearly lying when I said that. Any chance I get to act like this, I’ll do it. A small smile twitched on his lips as he inserted a finger into my center. I gasped and closed my eyes as he pumped his finger in and out of me. 

“I don’t believe you,” he whispered, pushing his hand into my hair. I stared at him, shock on my face. “You know you’ll have to be punished for that. Right, Princess,” he asked as he rubbed my clit with his thumb.  I whimpered and bit my lips together before nodding. “Mm-hmm, use your words,” his words were low. I swallowed roughly and stared at him.

“Yes, yes, I know. I know,” I spoke fast like if I didn’t speak fast enough I wouldn’t have words to say. I brought my hands to his belt buckle, going to undo his belt. I yelped when he grabbed both my hands with his one free hand. He held my hands above my head and smiled down at me.

“I’m in charge here, Princess, you know that,” Matthew moved his thumb faster. I wiggled and nodded. He leaned down close to my ear before whispering, “You don’t get to come till I tell you you can. Okay?” his tone was mildly teasing. His breath hit the shell of my ear, causing me to shiver slightly. I took a deep and shaky breath as I stared at him, a certain excitement setting in my belly. I was okay with it, honestly. 

“Matthew,” I whined as I inadvertently bucked my hips to his hand. He pulled his hand away from my center, causing me to whine loudly. I stared at him in protest. “Yes, I understand,” I cried as I stared at him. He smiled before sticking his fingers between my lips. I sucked them clean, free of my arousal, as I stared at him. He smiled at me before pulling his fingers from my mouth and placing his hand on my jawline. 

“Good girl,” he whispered. But the way he said it told me I wasn’t really a good girl. No, I knew I wasn’t a good girl. However, I was getting what I wanted, so who’s really winning and in charge? I just needed to be like this more often.

Matthew removed his hand from my face and down to his belt. Somehow, he managed to get his belt buckle undone with one hand, and managed to undo his pants. I looked down as he pulled himself out of his pants and boxers. I whined and tried to pull my hands. My hips ground into the seat beneath me to get some sort of pleasure. 

“Wanna touch you,” I cried as I pulled my hands from his grip. He laughed as his grip on my wrists got a little tighter. “Please,” I whined looking between his face and down at his length. “Matthew, please,” 

“You should have thought of that before that stunt you pulled,” he whispered before stroking himself a few times. I let out a loud whine and wiggled in my spot. He groaned slowly before lining himself up to my entrance.

 I’ve never wanted to touch this man so badly in my entire life. I wanted to run my hands in his hair, tugging at the hair on the back of his head. I wanted to drag my hands all over his chest, leaving red scratchy marks in their wake. And I wanted to wrap my fingers and hands around his cock. He is killing me right now. 

The head of his cock was pressed against me, causing me to inhale deeply. He smiled before slowly entering me. I struggled to stay still and quiet as he slowly bottomed out. I swallowed roughly as my breathing became ragged. 

“Oh, Princess,” Matthew mocked as he looked down at me as he slowly started moving his hips. I whimpered as I continuously tried to pull my hands from his grip. A smile twitched on his lips again, further frustrating me. Bastard knows how to mess with me and I hated it more than anything in the world. 

Matthew slowly, and carefully, picked up the pace of his hips. The way he brought his lips to mine made me feel dizzy. He knew how to kiss, with lips like his? Of course, he knew how to kiss. He carefully bit my lower lip before kissing his way down my jaw and to my neck. He left a small love bite on the nape of my neck, making it difficult to breathe. This level of excitement would kill me.

“Fuck,” I cried, throwing my head to the side. Matthew laughed and shook his head. A moan so loud, I swear it came from the pit of my stomach, came from my lips. He laughed again as he looked down at me

"You need to be a little quieter," he whispered into my ear. He clamped a hand over my mouth and nose to silence me. I whimpered against his hand and nodded. 

He has to know how close I’m getting. I was about to be in more trouble than I already am. He keeps playing me the way he is. If he did anything else, I would be screwed. No, no wait. I already am screwed, or being screwed. 

“You getting close,” he grunted. I sighed and nodded, trying to hold back a moan. His face twitched as he smiled at me. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look too long at him. I knew if I kept my eyes on him I’d break. I can’t break now. He’s right though, I am getting close. 

I nodded, as if my answer would give me what I wanted. He smiled before pressing his lips to mine in a rough way. When he finally pulled his hand from my wrists, I pushed my hands through his hair and kept them firmly placed on the back of his head. He groaned as I tugged lightly on his hair.

“Mmm,” I looked up at him as he pulled his head away from me. I bit my lips together and nodded. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer to me. My heels dug into his lower back as I gripped his tie with one hand. 

Matthew hooked his arm under one of my knees and lifted my leg slightly to get a better angle. I cried when a burn started to grow in my hamstring, but also when he pressed deeper into me. I closed my eyes and pressed my head into the seat. I could feel myself getting closer. Maybe he forgot what he said?

And then he stopped his movements. I opened my eyes and looked up at him, feeling anger grow suddenly on my face. Matthew was looking down at me with a smile on his lips. Although, I knew it must’ve been hard for him to stop. He was just happy to see me suffer. 

“I hate you. Please, please,” I pulled on his tie to bring him closer to my face. Matthew smiled at me before pressing his lips to mine. I whined against his lips. He laughed before slowly moving his hips again. “I’m so close,” I managed to get out through pants. 

“Yeah,” he asked the obvious. I screwed my eyes shut and nodded. I’m sure if I had it in me, I would have been more than sarcastic. But I couldn’t even begin to try. I’m sure he would keep teasing me if I was sarcastic, so my best bet was to either stay quiet or let out a grotesque sound. I went with the latter. That seemed to please Matthew. 

“Promise you won’t do that again,” he brought his hand to push my hair away from my face, before resting it on my cheek. I swallowed roughly and nodded. “Uh, use your words, Princess,” 

“I… I promise…” I spoke, my voice was soft and shaky. I pressed both my hands flat on his chest as I looked up at him. He smiled softly and nodded.

“Come on, come for me,” he whispered, keeping his hips moving at a steady pace. After a moment, I felt my body snap and tighten around him. I threw my arms back around his neck as I buried my face into his body. I shouted his name when I reached my high. My body arched up into his, and he held me close.

Matthew’s movements faltered slightly and a groan fell from his lips. I could feel him release inside me as he rode out his orgasm. Oh, that bastard. 

He gently rested me back down on the seat. I looked up at him and laughed, bringing my hands to rest on his cheeks. He looked down at me, smiled before laughing.

“I don’t know what’s so funny,” he mused as he moved away from me and sat at the way opposite end of the seat. I stayed lying down, watching as he tucked himself back in his pants.

“I didn’t know you could do that,” I smiled at him, watching as he went to the front seat. He moved a few things around before coming back to me with a handful of napkins and a pack of wet wipes. “I think I might have to break my promise and do that again,” I laughed at him again. 

“Well, now we’re late, so I hope you’re happy,” he mumbled as he cleaned between my legs. I flinched at the coolness of the wipes. When he finished cleaning me up, as best he could, he grasped my hands and pulled me so I was sitting up. I looked at him and smiled. 

“Yeah, I got my fun,” I kissed his lips. I reached upfront for my bag and pushed Matthew out of the car. I quickly fixed my hair in the reflection of the window before following close behind him. 

Of course, when we entered the restaurant, loud chatter came from the far side. Everything told me that it was Matthew’s friends doing all the talking. 

“There he is!” A familiar and friendly voice shouted as we got closer to the table. I stood beside Matthew and smiled at him. “With his lovely girlfriend,” 

“Kirsten! It’s great to see you,” I smiled at her when I saw who was talking. I walked around to embrace her. Shemar whispered something to Adam before looking over at Matthew, then at me, and then back at me.

"So sorry we're late," Matthew spoke as he pulled a chair out for me. I glanced at him before sitting. He sat beside me and smiled. "I forgot something at home and had to turn back to get it. And then the traffic here was awful." The lie he told was so easy. I'm impressed he told it so easily. 

"And I needed to change. There was a stain on the front of my dress." I looked down at my dress that I’ve been in since we left the house. I did not change... 

“You’re both walking like you just had sex,” Shemar looked between Matthew and I. I looked up at Matthew before looking at the table. I could feel my cheeks warm up. “You didn’t,”

“Yeah, we… we just had sex.” I muttered.

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