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yuyu1024 · 3 months ago

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Lettuce

Pairings: Mingyu × y/n

Genre/tags: non idol, dating

Warning: 🔞 fluff but still smut, pet names (babes, baby, love, honey, sweetheart etc.), cursing, unportected/protected sex (always be safe), kinks (size, breeding, tits, etc), mention of small age gap, mention of low self-esteem/confidence and insecurities

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Words: 2.6k

Disclaimers:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

A/N: been away. I didnt know if I should post this or delete but then... I dont want effort to go to waste so.. 😅 i hope this is an okay one.

Have a nice day.

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"Are you still waiting for your ride home?"

You look at the group of girls standing a few feet away from you. They are from the department across your office.

"Is your boyfriend late?" She adds a follow up question

You smile, "I am." You cautiously answer.

They are not your friends so you are not comfortable to share more than that. And also they are known to be the gossipers in the officr so, any details about your personal life would be the next topic for the next few weeks if you share anything with them.

"It's already late... are you sure he's still coming?" One girl asks.

Luckily, the bus arrives just in time for them to hurry in. No time for you to even chat with them anymore.

"Thank goodness..." you sigh feeling relieved.

*pings*

🐶: sorry, im late. 😭

🐶: i helped an old lady cross the street.

🐶: didn't know she would ask me to also help her get boxes of soju in her shop.

🐶: she admitted to pretending to struggle crossing the street so she can ask anyone to help her and his son �� and then made me buy a whole bunch of lettuce.

🐶: like a whoke bunch😶

🐶: you like lettuce right babe?😚

You smile as you read your boyfriend's text. You don't know if its you imagining him pouting because he feels sorry he made you wait or its because he felt used and scammed.

💖: you're so silly.

💖: its still a good deed so its okay 😊

🐶: but i am 10mins late.

🐶: i cant let my princess wait for me.

💖: i can wait. As long as its you... ♥️

You see him read the message and then not reply.

"Hello stranger..."

You got startled when Mingyu embraces you from behind and kissed you on the cheek.

"Yah! You scared me." You slap his arm

"Sorry..." he giggles and kissed you again. This time on the lips.

"Stop..." you say, blushing. "We are outside."

"So...?" He grins and then puts his arm around you. "We are a couple. Who the fuck cares?"

You roll your eyes. "You know people judge..."

"No... they are just jealous because I am dating a wonderful woman..."

You shake your head. "No... they are not jealous because of me..." you push him away. Forcing a laugh. "Probably because you look good in that double denim look."

Here you go again with your self pity and self judging. You always do this. 'This' notion that you are way below over any other girl and that you are just lucky Mingyu is your boyfriend. You always make an effort to put yourself down without even noticing that Mingyu does not like it.

He fucking loves you. Inside and out. From head to toe. From front to back. He even loves it when you are not at your best behavior nor position. He just... loves you. Period.

But on your end, even with a million reassurance, you always doubt yourself for him.

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Arriving at his apartment, the first thing you did was announce that you are going to take a shower. You didn't even looked at him when you said it. You're not mad at him or whatever. You are just guilty and feel sorry for being down out of the blue. You didn't even talked that much during the ride home.

"Hey..." he takes you by your arm and pulls you close for an embrace. He kissed the top of your head and then forehead. "Take your time... I'm going to cook dinner."

You smile with no teeth showing. "Okay..." your voice sounding almost a whisper.

"Anything in particular you want? We have meat, fish and vegetables... like a lot of lettuce..." referring to the whole plastic the old lady sell him. "You want something with soup or fried? Ramyun or pasta?"

"Hmm... I like pasta... and a salad on a side?"

"Okay... as you wish my princess..."

The whole apartment smells like a five star restaurant. The fragrance is to die for and makes your mouth water. When you got out of the bedroom, hair still damp, you got suprised by how extravagant Mingyu arranged the dining area. Fancy plates, lit candles, wine glasses and a bottle of his favorite red win. All of a sudden, iy felt like you entered an Italian restaurant wearing your baby pink pajamas and hello kitty slippers.

"Hi, babe." Mingyu is a ray of sunshine while putting on a few more finishing touches on the table. "Ready to eat?"

"Aww..." your heart is aching with pure joy. He is the sweetest man alive.

You stumble your way to him, caused by your own feet. He managed to catch you giggling with you. You look silly but he find it cute. And then as your eyes met he immediately captures your lips for a kiss. Small pecks that got deeper and more seductive. The kisses are loud that it echoes and bounce off the walls of the apartment. He can't also stop touching every curve of your body. From your hips, to your ass and to your tits. He even lifted your shirt so he can access your bra and yank one side down exposing you boob.

"M-mingyu...." you giggle as you try to pull away from the kiss. He does not want to let you go. He keeps on chasing your pink lips whenever a gap starts to build in betweem his. "We need to eat... the food will get cold..."

He didn't answer. He leans lower so he could give love on your exposed bud. He suck it first before he lets his tongue lick it and make your squirm.

"M-mingyu..." you inhale. "The food...?"

He finally lets you go, smiling. "Fine." He chased one more kiss. "But after we eat..." and another one. "I'd like to go straight to dessert." And another one. "You know I love my dessert." He says, bitting his lower lip while grinning like a mad dog.

"You're crazy!" You pinch his nose.

"Crazy over you..." he growls and suddenly picks you up off the floor. He puts your legs around his waist and you automatically hang your arms over his shoulder to hold on.

"Yah!"

"I can't wait. I think I want to begin our dinner with dessert first." His eyes is filled with desire and he is ready to wreck you.

Kicking the door open to your bedroom, Mingyu lays you down gently but in a hurry at the same time. He is on a mission. He is not going to make love to you. He will FUCK your brains out tonight. You know that look in his eyes.

"No condoms... I need to feel you... skin to skin..." he pulls his shirt off and throws it, hitting the wall, then begins to unbuckle his belt and pants. "And I'll like to fill you up until it leaks out of your pussy." He adds, grinning

"Oh God..." you try to get a hold of yourself. Not ready for what is coming

He pushes down his pants and underwear in one go. His length springs free and is up, steady and hard. It's tip glistening with pre cum.

"Turn around..."

You do as he says and go on fours on top of the bed. He pulls your pants down, revealing a bare and wet pussy ready to be torn.

"No panties huh..."

You blush. "Well... I know we'll have sex today... I just didn't know its going to be this soon..."

Mingyu hovers on your back, hand sliding up and down your curves. "Do you want me to stop and just go on with dinner?"

You lower your heard, embarassed, even though he's not seeing how turned on and red you are. "No... I would never say no to you..." after a few breaths in you look back, cheeks red and warm. "You know sex with you is my only addiction."

"Fuck yeah it is..." he says proudly and satisfied

He eases himself in, slowly but deliciously. He skipped prepping you. He can't wait anymore. His dick is aching and wanting to feel your walls.

"I'll be a little rough to you today, babe." He smacks your ass and a moan escapes your lips. "I didn't like what you did earlier..."

"Ughhh!" He slams strong and consistent. It's driving you insane how he could hit the very back of your cervix. Actually he could hit every thing inside you. Thats how long and thick he is. "W-hat... what did... I do?" You arch your back and pushed your upper body up so he can embrace you and touch your body as he thrust your brains out.

"You know..." he grunts as he adjusts and tries to go deeper, even though he is already at the deep end of your insides. "I don't like it... when you don't appreciate yourself..." he inhales and exhales as he feels you clench and make it tighter. "Fuck! Babe!" He kisses the curves of your neck and bites on your shoulder when he feels the tightness thats make it fucking sensational for him

You ubotton your top to give him access to your chest. You didn't unhook your bra though. You just pulled the ladies out and the bra helps give them a push up.

"You are beautiful... sexy... and a wonderful woman..." he pushes your hair out of his way so he can kiss your neck. "Love yourself... the way I love you."

He then pulls out, almost making you cry and beg. But them makes you turn around to face him.

"Can you?" He asks with the most loving eyes

You crash your lips to his. Pushing your tongue in him. You didn't stop until you hear a moany cry from your boyfriend. His brows then creases when you playfully bite his lower lip. "I want to..."

"But what?" He carries you off the bed and pins you to the wall, beside the window of your bedroom. Your one leg touching the ground while the other is hooked over his forearm. "Answer me, babe."

He slams back in you. Stronger and much deeper. Which confused you coz how? Its not like your cervix can expand. But thats what it felt when he slammed you. It didn't hurt. It felt insane actually. Insanely goodm

"You are kind... sweet... caring... hardworking... knows what you like and dislike... respectful..."

You are catching your breathe in your throat. Its like you are choking from excess pleasure. You try to speak but you can't let go of the high. So instead of speaking, you just shook your head.

"You don't agree?" He asks. Mingyu looks at you with his puppy eyes and showered you with kisses. Then he kept repeating all the good qualities you have as a person and even physically.

He really is telling you every bits about you. Everything that he loves and dislike but accepts coz it is you. It is part of you. He really do love you.

"What can I do... to reassure you?"

You put your hand over his mouth. Not to shut him down but to hush him for a second. Just for a moment until you get it all out for him.

"Fuck me!" You cry as you can't help but cry more of his name. You are so close to your orgasm. "Nggghhhh...!"

You shut your eyes ready to explode but then Mingyu pulls away from your hand, takes you back in bed to finish, when he suddenly says the two words you didn't expect him to say while he's fucking your brains out

"Marry me..." he says.

Your eyes opens, looks at him in pure shock and bliss. "W-wha..." you can't finish your words. He was hammering you. You can't answer. "Mingyu!" You moan his name so loud when your world spun around.

"I love you." He grunts as he see you melt and when he pushed into you a few more times, he finally begins release himself you. All the warmth and every drop of him in you. "Fuck!" He exhales, dropping his body on you but not his weight. "I love you..." he says again. "So much..." he kisses your shoulder and then your cheek. "So... what do you say?" He smirks

"Suddenly?" You look at him, confused.

"Hmmm..." he scrunches his nose, still wearing the smile on his lips. "Not really..."

He then gets up, pulling out of you, which felt like you got more naked than what you are now. More exposed.

"Wait lemma clean you first."

He runs into the bathroom and takes a towel to wipe you clean. Just clean enough to be presentable but not totally wipe his seeds off you. He wants that in there.

And then he runs out of the room.

"Where are you going? Babe?" You are confused. Why is your man running outside the bedroom ass naked

Giggling as you see him comeback in and carrying the plastic bag of lettuce.

"Huh? What's that for?" You sit up and wrap the thin white blanket to your body.

"I lied. Well... we still going to have salads and all..." he is mumbling. "This should be over dinner... but... I could not help myself earlier so..."

"Mingyu... what is going on...?"

Laughing but still trying to pull a serious face. "It was true that an old lady sold me this but... as I was helping her she took the paper bag the came wit this... and I panicked." He sits down beside you. "I didn't want to put it in my jacket or pocket coz... it will be obvious... and when we walk and your cold you always put your hand in my jacket's pockst so..."

"Mingyu!" You grab his face and kissed him. To make him focus. "Just say it..." you are giggling now too.

"Okay..." a soft smile spreads to his lips. "I know... you may think... I'm still young and naive."

"No you're not..."

"Yeah but... still... anyways..." he nervously laughs. "Like I said... you are an amazing woman. Anyman who you choose to love will be the luckiest. And thankfully its me..." he then goes down to his one knee and pulls out a black box from the plastic of lettuce. "I said I didn't like what you did earlier... you looking down at yourself... but that does mean I hate you or mad at you for it... I just say that because I care.. I want you to feel... assured and happy." He opens the box and shows the most brightest ring you ever saw in your life. "If I have to always reassure you for the rest of our lives... I don't fucking care. I am up for it. I love you and I can't live a day without you." Pulling out the ring and taking your hand. "Please marry me... I will serve you and love you forever..."

You watch him put the ring on your finger.

"So...?" He looks at you with doe eyes

Letting go of the blanket covering your body, you launch yourself to him, making you guys fall on the floor. "I love you Kim Mingyu..." you say first before kissing him. "Forever is not a bad idea..." you kiss him again. "Of course I will accept."

"Sorry if I proposed to you after sex... at diner would've been fantastic"

"Don't say sorry... I do love your way..." you get up from embracing him. "It brings back to how we started."

He sits back up. "Right."

Then you stare at your ring. "Who could've guessed that... I will be marrying the guy I met and fucked at a friend's birthday?"

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sweeterlovers · 6 months ago

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FOREVER ONE PART #2 / CHARLES LECLERC

charles leclerc x childhood friend and ex gf reader / SMAU FIC

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whatever-lmaoo · 4 months ago

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Sweet Life Of Mine

Summary: Life works in mysterious ways and Bucky would go through it all again if it meant he’d get to experience the rest of it with you.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x curvy!reader

CW: fluff, a bit of teasing, flashbacks are italicized and thoughts are in bold and italicized[2.4k]

A/N: As always the cute line dividers were made by @firefly-graphics 🌸 I’ve decided to turn this into a two-parter 🙂‍↔️ Special recognition to @buckys-wintersoldier without her encouragement I probably would’ve trashed this fic early on in the process😂 and @targaryenvampireslayer for listening to me yap and helping me come up with ideas when I would get stuck😍I am so thankful for both of them and y’all should check out their works because they are wonderful!!!💖 With that being said this fic has grown on me a lot and I hope y’all enjoy it as much as I do🥹 Dialogue is not my strong suite so I apologize if any of the lines sound corny🤧 I don’t give anyone permission to copy, translate or repost my works on here or other sites😊 Comments and constructive feedback is always appreciated!!

Bucky absentmindedly breaks down the last few cardboard boxes, taking in your newly furnished living room. Photos of you and your respective families are scattered along the walls and on top of your antique furniture. Plants strategically placed around the room and the gorgeous lamps you picked out created a welcoming atmosphere.

He throws the last box on top of his makeshift pile, wondering how all of the broken roads of his life led him to this moment, how he got his dream girl, a woman who accepted him with his baggage and loved the parts of him that he deemed unpleasant, physically and mentally. It all felt so surreal to him.

As the time grew closer for the wedding to start, Bucky couldn’t help but pace his dressing room floor. He occasionally looked in the mirror to fix his hair or wipe his face with another paper towel before throwing it away in the almost-filled trash can. He felt like his throat was constricted and began fidgeting with his tie. Eventually, he gave up and hunched over a table, trying to remind himself that everything was okay.

The weight of a hand rubbing his back, slowly grounded him for a moment. Steve’s voice sounded muffled in his ears but grew clearer as Bucky took in deeper breaths and continued to focus on the circular motion of Steve’s movements. “Buck, do you want me to get her for you?” The small “please” he lets out is all it takes for Steve to rush to your room.

Bucky stood up and grabbed a bottle of water from on top of a dresser. He was almost finished with it when a soft knock caught his attention.

“Baby?” You say opening the door slightly and sticking your hand through the gap. A clammy palm rests on yours as you massage his knuckles with your thumb, imprinting your touch in his mind, a silent reminder that you’ll always be there when he needs you.

“You ready to be stuck with me for life, Hotshot?” You tease, grinning as you hear him let out a quiet laugh.

"I should be asking you that, Gorgeous,” he breathes. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready for something than I am at the thought of marrying you. I’m just worried that I’ll somehow mess this up or this is one big dream. I’m afraid that at any second I’ll wake up in a cold sweat and find myself sitting on that old apartment floor, where instead of hearing that lovely voice of yours, it’ll be the older lady next door yelling because she muted her TV again or the loud honks from angry New Yorkers." He rests his head against the door and clutches the doorknob with his metal hand.

“Can you feel that, Bubba?” you say, placing his hand on your chest, feeling the rapid rhythm of your heart beating against his fingertips. “My heart beats like this when I see or listen to you. When I think about being able to wear your ring on my finger, taking your last name, and one day being the mother of your children. My heart beats for you, Bucky, and that's one of the realest feelings I've ever experienced.”One thing Bucky loves about you is you’ve never judged him for expressing his fears, and you’re always there to support him when his insecurities eat away at his progress.

He can hear Natasha's distant voice calling for you and smiles softly.

“I’ve got to head back for last-minute touch-ups, but I’ll see you at the end of the aisle, right?” You reach for his hand on your chest, gently kissing his palm before reconnecting your hands together.

“I’ll be there waiting for you. I love you, Gorgeous.” He squeezes your hand, running his thumb over your fingers.

“I love you too, Hotshot.” And with that, you slip your hand from his loose grip and through the door, your hurried steps echoing in the hall. Steve enters a moment later, noticing that the previous tension in Bucky’s body has almost completely disappeared.

“Let’s go make you a married man, Buck.”

“What are we waiting for, punk,” Bucky says, slapping him on the back playfully, laughing with each other as they walk out of the room, ready to make his dreams come true.

“Hey Gorgeous, I’ve got a question for you.” Bucky groans out as he starts straightening up his mess.

“Ask away, Hotshot.” You utter, your voice resounding slightly in the foyer as you hang up a picture of the two of you on your wedding night.

Humming along to the soft music from the living room while admiring how Bucky’s skin glowed under the golden hues from the sparklers your friends and family surrounded the two of you with. You can still feel the love radiating from him just by looking at his tender smile and remembering how his deep blue eyes twinkled with fondness as he gazed at you with his arms wrapped around your waist.

“How do you feel about going on a date tomorrow?” You smile at the steady sound of footsteps approaching you. A pair of hands enclose your wide hips, and Bucky’s chin rests on your shoulder as he inhales the pleasant scent of your perfume.

“I would love to go on a date with you, Bubs.” The warmth of his breath sends a shiver through your body, and you can feel your cheeks heating up as he places a sweet kiss below your ear.

“Where are you going to take me?” You ask, grabbing his hands and placing them on your plush belly, leaning back in his embrace.

“Let’s see, I could take you to the movies, an amusement park, or maybe a pumpkin patch. The possibilities are endless.” You hear his grin before you see it, turning your head towards him.

“You’re not going to tell me, are you?” A pout forms on your face, and you twist in his arms as he straightens up, clasping your hands together behind his neck.

“You would be correct, Gorgeous,” he says, smirking and pecking your lips. You hope he didn’t notice the slight widening of your eyes as an idea popped into your head.

“How am I supposed to know what to wear if I don’t know where we’re going?” You ask sweetly, letting your fingertips play with the soft hair at the nape of his neck.

“I’ll pick out something for you.” Your head tilts and eyebrows raise in amusement.

“You…are going to choose what I wear?” Bucky rolls his eyes and licks his lower lip in thought.

“Are you questioning my fashion sense, Doll? If I remember correctly, you wear my clothes more than I do.” His hands slip down to the top of your ass drawing your body in even closer, and you roll your eyes this time.

“You’ve never put together an outfit for me before, and I like wearing your clothes because they’re comfortable and smell like you.”

“Don’t want that pretty little head of yours worrying about a thing tomorrow. And I’m not complaining; they look better on you than on me. You make anything you wear look amazing, especially when it's in white.” A warm smile is plastered across his face, his eyes darting up to the photo behind you, another memory from the best day of his life playing in his mind like an old film.

“Do I look alright? Am I beginning to smell?” Bucky questions Steve and Sam as he tries to smoothen out his already-perfect suit jacket. The chattering from the guests did little to calm his nerves.

“You’re lookin’ snazzy, Bucknasty,” Sam says, giving Bucky a lighthearted slap on his ass.

"You look great, Buck." Steve wraps his arms around Bucky, bringing him into a tight hug. "I'm proud of you, man." He whispers, giving Bucky a brotherly kiss on the side of his head and a pat on his back as he lets go. He thanks the both of them before turning back around, eyes scanning the crowd as he tries to grasp the idea that all of these people are there for the both of you.

Bucky couldn't take his eyes off the door as the orchestra played the familiar tune of the song you chose for your entrance. After all the practices and months spent planning for this moment, nothing could prepare him for the overwhelming feeling he got when the ushers revealed your figure standing at the opposite end of him.

His bottom lip quivered, and he began to blink rapidly, but his gaze never strayed away from you. The dress you picked was beautiful, the shade of white complementing your complexion, and the way it hugged you in all the right places made you look like a goddess in his eyes.

He hadn't realized he was crying until you cupped his damp cheek in your palm, gently wiping away his tears while your own began to well in your eyes.

"Hi," you whispered through your watery smile, and it took everything in him not to crash his lips against yours.

You lightly glide your fingers down the side of his face, beaming up at him, already knowing where his train of thought took him. Gently tapping the side of his glasses, you watch as he slowly comes back to you, the affection in his eyes creating a warmth inside you that only he can ignite.

You wrap your arms around his midsection, and he kisses your temple before resting his cheek on top of your head, holding you against his body a little tighter.

“I think I look good in white too.” You say casually, a giggle escaping the two of you.

“Oh, yeah?” He says, a crooked smirk forming on his face, and you pull away slightly. A smirk of your own playing on your lips as you lean up next to his ear.

“So much so that I could be convinced to recreate the boudoir photos I gave you.” You take his earlobe between your teeth, pulling slightly, a low growl rumbles in his chest, and you do your best to keep your thighs from clenching. Bucky’s hands cup your ass as he lifts you in his arms.

“I’m sure it won’t take much to persuade you, pretty girl.” You roll your eyes at his cockiness, causing him to chuckle as he connects your lips, blindly making his way to your bedroom.

You felt a sense of tranquility despite the chilly breeze nipping at your exposed skin as you strolled through the desolate yet animated park. The sound of leaves rustling in the wind and the soft chirping of crickets fill your ears, while you watch the beautiful glow of fireflies encircling the bushes lining the pathway.

You admire the way the clear water of the pond shimmers softly in the moonlight as you take a seat on your favorite bench. Your eyes close and the tension in your body slowly fades as you allow yourself to enjoy Mother Nature and the safe feeling she provides you.

The hairs on your arms stand up as an unsettling feeling washes over you, and the squelching of grass confirms your fears of not being alone. You open your eyes, turning your head, searching for the source that disturbed your peace. Your eyes land on a figure standing at the edge of the pond.

He must have felt your stare because the next thing you know, a pair of striking blue eyes connects with yours. He watches you curiously as you assess whether he's a threat, and a ghost of a smile crosses his lips when he notices the slight drop in your shoulders before turning his gaze back to the still water.

Your lip rolls between your teeth as you consider leaving. You stand and start to walk away, but then you hear the stranger speak.

“You don’t have to leave.” He says, and you turn around after a lengthy moment of stillness, wondering if you should trust him. You observe his relaxed stance, face devoid of malice, but it's his captivating eyes that draw you in and tug at your heartstrings.

There was a silent plea within them, a look you've grown used to seeing in the mirror over the years. Hoping for someone to fill the kind of emptiness that comes with having experienced too much, even if only for a short while.

You stand in silence as a family of ducks begins to swim by. A twinge of pain surges through your chests, as you both watch the last one struggle to keep up, feeling like Mother Nature is reminding you that you were once in similar positions.

The wind grows colder, causing you to cross your arms in an attempt to conserve body heat. He notices this and starts to rid himself of his leather jacket.

“What are you doing?” You squeak out, taking a step back.

“Relax, you’re obviously cold and I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I let you stand there shivering.” You go to protest but he’s already wrapping his jacket around your arms.

“I’m not supposed to take things from strangers.” You exclaim, although, grateful for the makeshift shield against the cool weather.

“What are you? Ten? Would you feel better if I gave you my name?” He mocks and your eyes roll.

It’s always the pretty ones that are annoying.

“Oh, so you think I’m pretty?” He says, your eyes grow wide and your mouth gapes open.

I didn't mean to say that out loud.

“Fuck off. I think you’re annoying too.” He barks out a laugh at that, startling you slightly, you turn your head away from him feeling a small grin make its way to the surface.

“The name’s James, but you can call me Bucky, or pretty if that’s what you want.” He winks and you feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you tell him your name.

“Gorgeous name for an even more gorgeous girl,” he pauses as his phone goes off and a deep sigh leaves his lips when he checks the notification.

“I hate to depart like this, but duty calls.” He says backing away slowly, waving his phone in his hand. You go to give him his jacket, but he starts making a disapproving noise.

“I’m not supposed to take things from strangers, Gorgeous.” A sly smirk forms on his face before he spins around, gradually disappearing from your line of sight.

You shake your head, smiling to yourself, pulling the leather around you tighter as you begin to head back to your car, wondering if you’ll ever run into him again.

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muiitoloko · 1 month ago

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Hi! First of all, i love all of your works <3 your works make my day a lot better!

Can i ask if you ok with daddy kink or not? or maybe sugar daddy/baby girl?

If yes, do you have plan to write any Alan characters with this plot? (I would love to read about Frank🫣)

Title: By His Command

Summary: Frank’s commanding nature is matched only by his desire to please and protect you. A night of teasing turns into an exploration of trust and passion.

Pairing: Frank Benson × Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut, Daddy kink

Author's Notes: Hi there! 😊 Thank you so much for your lovely words—they truly make my day brighter! 💖 Regarding your question, I’m open to exploring daddy kink and sugar daddy/baby girl dynamics in my stories. In fact, I’ve been thinking about incorporating these themes with some of the Alan characters, including Frank! 🫣 Your enthusiasm and support mean the world to me, and I’d love to create something special for you and other fans. Stay tuned, and thanks again for the awesome suggestion! 🥰✨

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Frank sat at the kitchen table, attempting to focus on his dinner, but his attention kept straying to you. The clinking of pots and pans as you washed up only drew his gaze back again and again, especially with those tiny denim shorts hugging your curves like a second skin. Every movement you made was unintentional torture—the way you leaned forward, your hips swaying slightly, your thighs exposed, your perfect ass practically calling to him.

He gripped his fork tighter, his hazel eyes narrowing as he tried to tear his gaze away and focus on the plate in front of him. But his hand itched, the urge building with each passing second. Frank had always prided himself on his discipline, but tonight it was wearing thin.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He set his fork down with deliberate precision, his baritone voice breaking the comfortable silence. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me, sweetheart?”

You paused, glancing over your shoulder with an innocent smile. “What do you mean, Frank?” you asked, your tone sweet but knowing, as if you were fully aware of the effect you were having on him.

Frank’s hazel eyes darkened, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “You know damn well what I mean,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, sending a shiver down your spine.

You turned back to the sink, a mischievous glint in your eye as you reached for another pot. “I’m just cleaning up, Daddy,” you said innocently, using the title you knew would ignite something primal in him.

Frank pushed his chair back, the sound of it scraping against the floor making your heart race. You could hear his heavy, deliberate footsteps approaching, and before you could say another word, his large hand came down hard on your ass, the sound echoing in the kitchen.

“Frank!” you gasped, half in surprise, half in delight, as the sting spread deliciously across your skin.

He leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear as he growled, “That’s for teasing me, baby girl. Wearing those tiny shorts, swaying your hips like that… you know exactly what you’re doing.”

You bit your lip, your cheeks flushing as you turned to face him, your back pressed against the counter. His hands came to rest on either side of you, trapping you in, his broad chest just inches from yours. His hazel eyes bore into yours, filled with a mix of frustration and desire.

“I think you like driving me mad,” he muttered, his hooked nose brushing against yours as he leaned in closer. “But you forget who’s in charge here.”

You swallowed hard, your voice barely above a whisper. “You are, Daddy.”

“That’s right,” he murmured, his hand trailing up your thigh, rough and possessive, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “And if you keep acting like a naughty little girl, I’m going to have to remind you exactly what happens to brats like you.”

Your breath hitched as his fingers traced the edge of your shorts, his touch firm yet teasing. “Maybe I like being reminded,” you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation.

Frank let out a low chuckle, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. “Oh, you like it, do you?” he said, his voice dripping with dark amusement. His hand slid up further, cupping your ass through the thin denim. “Then you’d better be ready for what’s coming.”

Before you could respond, Frank’s lips were on yours, claiming you with a hunger that made your knees weak. His kiss was firm, demanding, his hands roaming over your body as if he couldn’t get enough of you. When he pulled back, his hazel eyes were blazing with desire.

“Bedroom. Now,” he commanded, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through you.

You nodded, your heart pounding as you turned to obey, but Frank stopped you with a sharp slap to your ass. “Not so fast,” he murmured, pulling you back against him. “You think I’m letting you off that easy? I’ve got plans for you, baby girl.”

His hands gripped your hips, guiding you toward the table instead. “Bend over,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Your cheeks flushed as you complied, leaning over the table, your tiny shorts riding up even higher. Frank’s hands roamed over your ass, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down slowly, savoring the sight of you exposed before him.

“You’ve been teasing me all night,” he muttered, his baritone voice rough with desire. “Now, it’s my turn.”

His lips trailed down your spine, his hands kneading your hips as he took his time, making you squirm beneath his touch. “Such a perfect little thing,” he murmured, his fingers brushing over your skin. “All mine.”

You let out a soft moan, arching your back as his touch grew more insistent. “Daddy, please…” you whispered, your voice trembling with need.

Frank smirked, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. “Oh, you’re going to beg, baby girl,” he murmured, his voice a sinful promise. “And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.”

Frank’s first slap landed sharply on your ass, the sound echoing in the kitchen. You let out a soft gasp, wincing at the sting. “Frank!” you whined, glancing over your shoulder at him. His hazel eyes gleamed with a mixture of discipline and amusement, his baritone voice calm but firm.

“Quiet,” he commanded, his large hand smoothing over the spot he’d just struck, only to bring it down again, harder this time. “You don’t get to tease me all night and not face the consequences, baby girl.”

Each slap was deliberate, measured, the sharp sting spreading warmth through your skin as you squirmed against the table. “Daddy, please…” you whimpered, your voice trembling with both protest and anticipation.

Frank chuckled darkly, his hooked nose brushing against the back of your neck as he leaned down. “Oh no, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice a low growl. “You don’t get to beg your way out of this. Not yet.” His hand came down again, the sting radiating through your body, leaving your ass cheeks tinged with red.

You whimpered, your fingers gripping the edge of the table as his punishment continued, each slap igniting a mix of pain and pleasure that sent heat pooling low in your belly. “Frank…” you moaned, your voice breathy as you writhed under his hand.

He finally stopped, his hand resting on your heated skin, fingers tracing soothing circles over the red marks he’d left. “There’s my good girl,” he murmured, his tone softening as he leaned down to press a kiss to the small of your back. “You took that so well for me.”

Sliding his hands under your thighs, he helped you stand upright, his strong arms supporting you as you steadied yourself. He tugged your tiny shorts back up, his fingers lingering on your hips as he adjusted the waistband. “Go upstairs,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding. “Get ready for me. You’ve got five minutes.”

Your heart raced at his words, knowing exactly what he meant. Without hesitation, you turned and made your way up the stairs, your legs trembling slightly from the intensity of the moment. Behind you, Frank stayed in the kitchen, his hazel eyes following your retreating form with a possessive gleam.

He reached down to adjust the gun tucked securely into the waistband of his pants, a weapon he never went without, a habit born from years of discipline and responsibility. He carefully set it on the counter, the cool metal glinting under the kitchen lights. Despite his rough exterior and commanding demeanor, Frank was meticulous in everything he did. Like the disciplined soldier he had always been, he moved with purpose, setting the table, wiping it down, and putting away the leftovers from his dinner.

With the kitchen spotless, Frank stood for a moment, his white hair damp from sweat, his chubby frame exuding a quiet strength. He ran a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath before heading upstairs, his steps slow and deliberate, the anticipation building with each step.

When he entered the bedroom, he found you exactly as he expected—kneeling at the foot of the bed, your hands resting on your thighs, your head bowed slightly in submission. The sight sent a surge of heat through him, his hazel eyes darkening as they roamed over your body.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his baritone voice low and thick with desire as he stepped closer. “My perfect little girl, always so eager to please her daddy.”

You lifted your head, meeting his gaze with wide, adoring eyes. “I’m ready for you, Daddy,” you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation.

Frank smirked, his hooked nose casting a shadow as he tilted his head, taking in every inch of you. “Good,” he said simply, his voice a rumble that sent shivers down your spine. He reached out, his fingers trailing over your cheek before slipping under your chin, tilting your face up to meet his. “You know what to do.”

You nodded, your heart racing as you leaned forward, your hands moving to the waistband of his pants. As you began to unfasten them, Frank’s hand came to rest on the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair as he watched you with a mixture of patience and hunger.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me tonight,” he murmured, his voice dripping with approval. “Let’s see if you can keep it up.”

His words sent a thrill through you, and as you worked to please him, you couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for the man who had always taken such good care of you. Despite his rough edges and commanding demeanor, Frank’s devotion to you was unwavering, and in moments like these, you felt it more deeply than ever.

As you knelt before Frank, your hands gripping his thighs for balance, you looked up to find him completely lost in the pleasure you were giving him. His hazel eyes fluttered closed, his head tilted slightly back, and his jaw slackened, though he quickly caught himself and straightened, his hand tightening its grip in your hair. A small, stifled sound escaped his throat, and you felt a thrill knowing you had almost broken through his carefully maintained composure.

Frank’s outdated sense of masculinity still clung to him like his uniform—a constant reminder of his discipline and control. He believed men shouldn’t moan in bed, shouldn’t let go entirely, but you had made it your personal mission to shatter that illusion. The suppressed groans rumbling in his chest only spurred you on, your tongue swirling around him as your lips slid down his length.

“Goddammit, girl,” he muttered, his baritone voice thick with desire as he glanced down at you, his hazel eyes dark and burning with barely restrained lust. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

You smirked, your lips still wrapped around him, the vibrations from your hum sending a shiver through his body. His fingers tangled tighter in your hair, pulling you slightly closer as he tried to maintain his control. “That mouth of yours,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, “is far too skilled for your own good, little one.”

You pulled back slightly, letting him slide out with an audible pop, your eyes locked on his as you licked your lips. “Is that so, Daddy?” you whispered, your voice soft and teasing. “Maybe I’m just trying to make you lose that control you’re so proud of.”

Frank chuckled darkly, though the sound was strained, his arousal evident in the way his chest rose and fell with each labored breath. “Oh, you like pushing your luck, don’t you?” he growled, his hand tightening in your hair as he tilted your head back to force you to meet his gaze. “Be careful, little girl. You’re playing a dangerous game.”

Your smile widened, and you leaned forward again, brushing your lips over the sensitive head of his cock. “Maybe I like playing with fire,” you murmured, your tongue flicking out to taste him. “Especially when it’s you, Daddy.”

His breath hitched, and for a brief moment, his composure cracked, a low, guttural groan escaping him before he clenched his jaw, stifling the sound. You saw the flicker of frustration in his eyes as he regained control, his grip on your hair firm but not painful.

“You’re a menace,” he muttered, his hooked nose flaring slightly as he inhaled deeply, his chest rising and falling with effort. “Always testing me, always pushing.” His other hand reached down, cupping your chin as his thumb traced over your swollen lips. “But you’re mine, aren’t you?”

You nodded, your voice breathy as you whispered, “Yes, Daddy. Always yours.”

“Good girl,” he said, his voice softening slightly, though the dominant edge remained. “Now get back to it. I’m not done with you yet.”

You obeyed without hesitation, taking him into your mouth again, hollowing your cheeks as you slid down his length. His fingers tightened in your hair, his hips rocking forward slightly, his breath catching as he watched you work. Each flick of your tongue, each moan you let out around him, pushed him closer to the edge, his control slipping bit by bit.

“Christ, you’re perfect,” he muttered, his voice a low rasp as his hazel eyes burned with desire. “The way you look at me… the way you take me…” He trailed off, his jaw clenching again as another moan threatened to escape. “Fuck,” he growled under his breath, his frustration with himself evident as he struggled to maintain his composure.

You pulled back once more, your lips glistening as you looked up at him, your voice a soft, teasing whisper. “Let go, Frank. Let me hear you.”

His hazel eyes met yours, a flicker of hesitation flashing across his face before it melted away, replaced by something raw and primal. With a low growl, he cupped your face in both hands, pulling you to your feet in one swift motion. His lips crashed against yours, demanding and hungry, as he backed you toward the bed.

“You want me to let go?” he murmured against your lips, his voice a dark, sinful promise. “Fine. But don’t think for a second you’re in control here.”

Frank’s hands gripped your shoulders firmly as he pushed you gently back onto the bed, his hazel eyes locking onto yours with a possessive, almost predatory gleam. His baritone voice, calm and commanding, sent a shiver down your spine as he murmured, “You’ve been testing me all night, sweetheart. Now it’s time I remind you who’s in charge.”

Your breath caught as he leaned over you, his hooked nose brushing against your cheek as he inhaled deeply, his lips grazing your ear. “Daddy’s been far too patient with you, hasn’t he?” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. “Letting you push, letting you tease. But that ends now.”

You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper as you replied, “Yes, Daddy.” The words sent a thrill through you, your body already trembling with anticipation as his large hands slid down your sides, exploring every curve as though staking his claim.

Frank chuckled softly, the sound rumbling deep in his chest as his fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, pulling them down slowly, deliberately, his gaze never leaving yours. “Such a pretty little thing,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “Always so eager for me.”

As he knelt between your legs, his hands gripped your thighs firmly, spreading you wide beneath him. His eyes roamed over you, taking in every inch, every detail, his expression filled with dark appreciation. “Look at you,” he said, his voice a low growl. “So perfect, so needy. All mine.”

You moaned softly as his fingers brushed over your sensitive folds, teasing you, making you squirm beneath his touch. “Please, Daddy,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need. “I need you.”

He smirked, his thumb pressing lightly against your clit, drawing a gasp from your lips as he leaned in closer. “You need me, do you?” he murmured, his voice dripping with dark amusement. “Then show me how much, baby girl. Beg for it.”

Your cheeks flushed, but the words spilled from your lips without hesitation. “Please, Daddy. Please touch me. I need you inside me. I can’t take it anymore.”

Frank’s hazel eyes darkened with satisfaction as he slid a finger inside you, his movements slow and deliberate, drawing out every gasp and whimper as he explored you. “Good girl,” he murmured, his voice a soft growl. “So wet for me. So ready.”

His finger moved with practiced precision, each curl and stroke sending waves of pleasure through you, but he didn’t let you get too close, pulling back just as your hips bucked against him. “Not yet, baby girl,” he said, his voice firm but teasing. “You don’t get to cum until I say so.”

You whimpered, your body aching with need as he withdrew his hand, his fingers glistening with your arousal. He brought them to his lips, tasting you with a low hum of approval before leaning down to capture your lips in a heated kiss. The taste of yourself on him only fueled your desire, and you reached out, your hands gripping his shirt as you pulled him closer.

Frank pulled back just enough to smirk down at you, his hooked nose casting shadows over his flushed face. “Impatient little thing, aren’t you?” he murmured, his voice laced with amusement. “Don’t worry, baby girl. Daddy’s going to take care of you.”

He undressed slowly, his white hair catching the soft light of the room as he bared himself to you, his chubby frame exuding strength and authority. When he finally settled over you, his weight pressing you into the mattress, you felt a sense of safety and anticipation all at once.

Frank reached between you, guiding himself to your entrance, his hazel eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. “Ready, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice softer now, a hint of tenderness breaking through his commanding tone.

“Yes, Daddy,” you whispered, your legs wrapping around his waist as you pulled him closer. “Please… I need you.”

With a low groan, Frank pushed inside you, his movements slow and deliberate, letting you feel every inch of him as he filled you completely. “Fuck, baby girl,” he muttered, his voice rough with desire. “You feel so good… so tight.”

You gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move, his thrusts deep and measured, each one igniting sparks of pleasure that made your body arch against him. “That’s it,” he murmured, his lips brushing over your neck as he found a steady rhythm. “Take me, baby girl. Take all of me.”

His pace quickened, his control slipping as he lost himself in you, his breaths coming in ragged gasps against your ear. “You drive me fucking mad,” he growled, his voice a low rumble. “The way you feel, the way you moan for me… you’re perfect.”

“Daddy…” you whimpered, your body trembling beneath him as you felt yourself nearing the edge, your hips bucking against his as you chased your release. “Please… I’m so close.”

Frank’s hand slid between your bodies, his thumb finding your clit and pressing firmly, his movements sending you spiraling over the edge. You cried out, your body tightening around him as your orgasm washed over you, leaving you breathless and trembling in his arms.

The sensation pushed Frank over the edge as well, a low, guttural groan escaping him as he buried himself deep inside you, his release filling you as he shuddered against you. “That’s my good girl,” he murmured, his voice rough and satisfied as he collapsed beside you, pulling you into his arms.

As you lay together, his fingers tracing lazy circles over your back, Frank pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice filled with both possessiveness and affection. “Always mine.”

Frank let out a low, contented sigh as he pulled you into his arms, his large hand stroking your back in slow, soothing circles. You nestled closer, feeling the comforting weight of his body beside yours. For a moment, the world felt perfectly still, just the sound of your breaths mingling in the quiet bedroom. But Frank’s discipline always loomed—never letting him linger too long in any state of vulnerability.

He shifted beneath you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before murmuring, “Stay here, sweetheart. I need to clean up.”

You whined softly, clutching at his arm. “But I like you here. Don’t leave yet, Daddy.”

Frank chuckled, the deep timbre of his baritone voice rumbling through you. “I’m not going far,” he assured you, his hazel eyes warm with affection. “Let me take care of you.”

Reluctantly, you let him go, watching as he pulled himself up with a quiet grunt, his slightly chubby frame moving with surprising grace. He disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later with a damp, warm cloth. You couldn’t help but smile as he knelt beside you, carefully cleaning the evidence of your shared passion from your skin. His touch was tender, almost reverent, as though cherishing every moment of caring for you.

“This side of you,” you murmured, brushing a hand over his hooked nose and down to his cheek. “So in charge, yet so soft. I love it.”

He smirked, his lips curling in that way that always made your heart flutter. “I take care of what’s mine,” he said simply, his baritone voice steady and assured. “Always.”

Once he was satisfied, he tucked you back under the covers, pressing a kiss to your temple before pulling on his pants. Your brows knit together as you watched him. “Where are you going?” you asked, your voice tinged with concern.

Frank reached for his shirt, his expression calm but resolute. “I left my gun downstairs,” he stated matter-of-factly, already buttoning his pants. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

You frowned, sitting up in bed. “Frank, can’t it wait? Come back to bed with me. The house is secure—nothing’s going to happen.”

He paused, turning to face you, his hazel eyes softening just a fraction. “Sweetheart,” he began, his voice gentle but firm, “I know you feel safe here, and that’s good. But it’s my job to make sure you stay safe. Always. I don’t leave my weapon out of reach—ever.”

You pouted, crossing your arms. “You’re too careful sometimes.”

“And that’s why you’re here, safe and sound,” he countered, his hooked nose flaring slightly as he exhaled. “Discipline, love. A military man never lets his guard down. Even in a quiet neighborhood like this, security is everything.”

As he headed for the bedroom door, you called after him, your voice laced with playful defiance. “You’re ridiculous. Who walks around their own house with a gun at night?”

Frank paused, looking over his shoulder with a knowing smirk. “A man who loves his girl and wants her to sleep soundly. That’s who.” His tone softened as he added, “I’ll check the doors and windows while I’m at it. Be right back, baby girl.”

You sighed, sinking back into the pillows, a mix of exasperation and admiration coursing through you. Frank’s protectiveness was frustrating at times, but it was also one of the reasons you felt so loved, so cherished.

Downstairs, you could hear his deliberate footsteps moving through the house. You imagined him walking from room to room, his sharp hazel eyes scanning every lock, every latch, his hand brushing over the cool metal of his gun as he ensured everything was secure. The thought of him taking his role as protector so seriously sent a warmth spreading through your chest.

When he returned, his broad shoulders silhouetted in the doorway, you couldn’t help but smile. “All clear, Lieutenant General?” you teased, your tone light but affectionate.

He set his gun on the bedside table, his gaze softening as he climbed back into bed beside you. “All clear,” he confirmed, pulling you into his arms once more. “Now, where were we?”

You nestled against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You’re impossible,” you murmured, your words muffled against his skin.

“And you wouldn’t have me any other way,” he replied, his voice a low rumble as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

You sighed contentedly, letting his warmth and strength surround you, feeling safer than ever in the arms of the man who would do anything to protect you.

#frank benson x reader #alan rickman #alan rickman x reader #Frank benson

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just-my-latest-hyperfixation · 6 months ago

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Hype!!!! For your 1k follower party - fic prompt request!!!

G, 💐, 🥰 and 🍎 These were so hard to pick omg Congrats again to you!!! 💖😊🫂

Kei, thank you so much!! This was a delight to write, all the more bc you offered to draw a little something to go with it!! Everyone, look at the beautiful art @firefly-party has created to go with this little ficlet! 🌸💖😍

The language of flowers

Words: 1000

Rated: T

Tags: Meet cute; Flower shop AU; Bookstore AU; Background Buckingham; Platonic Stobin; Platonic Hellcheer; Flirting; Horny disaster Eddie Munson

“Chrissy, we have to make a decision.”

Chrissy stops stirring her cold coffee, tearing her eyes away from the bookstore across the street. Or more precisely the owner, who has just stepped outside with an armful of magazines. Eddie watches how she blinks at him, futilely trying to return to their conversation, and sighs.

“Ever since that place opened, it's like I'm talking at a wall. A pining, sighing, exorbitantly gay wall. Either, we find a new coffee place…”

Chrissy’s eyes widen.

“... or you'll need to ask bookstore chick out.”

The shock on Chrissy’s face morphs into horror.

“What?” she squeaks. “No way, I'm not doing that. Have you seen her? She's dreamy, she probably has people queuing up left and right.”

On the other side of the street, dreamy bookstore chick trips over her own shoelaces, sending the magazines flying all around her.

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “Anyhow. Just walk over, ask about the merchandise. Use your charme, get her number.”

Chrissy scowls. “You say that like it’s easy.”

“Because it is,” Eddie laughs. “I could do it right now.”

“Oh, yes? Go ahead.” Chrissy quirks a brow, gesturing at the flower shop next to the café. “If you can walk over and get a random employee’s number, I’ll to ask out bookstore chick. If not, you pay for our coffee.”

“Oh, it’s on,” Eddie cackles, sliding out of his chair and prancing over to the flower shop. “Watch and learn!”

He lets his gaze sweep, scanning the employees in the green polos milling about between the flowers. He’s just thinking that all of them are either decidedly too old or decidedly too female when he spots him. He has his back turned, so all Eddie can see of him is a shock of chestnut hair, streaked gold from the sunlight. That, and the polo stretching over the muscles of his shoulders and arms as he bends over the colorful bouquets. Eddie feels his mouth tug into a grin as he saunters closer. That one's perfect.

“Excuse me,” he starts to say. “I'm wondering-”

The guy turns. And all words evaporate on Eddie’s tongue.

He was wrong. This one isn't perfect. This one's divine.

Hazel eyes with gold flecks, brought out by the green shirt. Full, pink lips begging to be kissed. A strong jaw and long neck dotted in moles, like the heavens themselves painted constellations all over the guy’s skin. Eddie is overcome with the sudden, irrational urge to rip off that polo to see if they continue on his chest, maybe trace them with his tongue and teeth.

“Hi,” says the guy, and even his voice is nice. “Something I can help you with?”

Eddie thinks there’s many things he’d like this hottie to help him with.

“Erm …” is what he says.

Flower shop hottie cocks his head at him and lifts his hand to his mouth. He’s holding an apple, crisp green to match his shirt. It crunches as he takes a bite out of it. Eddie wastes half a brain cell wondering why he's eating at work. The rest ceases functioning over the thin sheen of juice glistening on those lips. Flower shop hottie raises a brow.

“Flowers,” Eddie croaks after an hour or ten. “I wanna buy flowers.”

That perfect mouth twitches. “Well, duh. This is a flower shop, y’know?”

Eddie nods dumbly, wondering if those lips would taste of apples if he licked them.

“Well,” hottie says helpfully, taking another, very unhelpful bite of his apple. “What did you have in mind? Sunflowers would be great for your friend. Bright, cheerful, not overly romantic. Roses for a crush, obviously. Red is the classic, but maybe pink if it's still fresh? Peonies for a more elegant and subtle alternative.”

Eddie eyes the flowers, the ones with the long stems and dramatic, voluminous blossoms.

“Yeah,” he says. “Peepo- … Pony- … Those.”

“Excellent choice,” Hottie beams at him. “They're my favorites.”

“Cool,” Eddie squawks. “Great. How much are they?”

“Huh?” says hottie. “No idea, I don't work here.”

Wait, what?

Hottie takes in his dumbstruck face, the way Eddie gawks at the green polo - markedly devoid of a company logo or name tag - and smiles.

“Oh fuck,” Eddie groans.

Hottie throws his head back and laughs, like Eddie just made the funniest joke in the world.

“I'm on my lunch break,” he then explains. “I own the bookstore. Well, co-own. And, speaking of which…”

Eddie flinches as the half-eaten apple is pressed into his hand, but hottie gestures at him to wait, so he does. The amount of things he'd do for this guy is quite frankly alarming, and he's only known him for a few minutes.

Hottie fumbles around in his back pocket for a second, finally emerging with a pen.

“Overheard your little bet,” he says, pulling Eddie’s free hand towards himself. It tickles as he scribbles something onto the his arm and Eddie needs to hold back an undignified snort. “Not the coolest of moves, but if Robin rants at me about your cute little friend one more time, I'll club her to death with a book. So here you go.”

He steps back, snatching the apple and taking another bite while Eddie peers down at his arm. There's a number on it, and a name above that.

Steve.

“You don't work here, though,” Eddie blurts. “I didn't win the bet, strictly-”

“You want this to continue for another month or five?”

Eddie follows Steve’s nod to see Chrissy gazing forlornly at the front of the bookstore and winces.

Steve chuckles and nudges him towards her.

“Go on, then. Put us all out of our misery.”

Eddie has already started walking when something occurs to him.

“Is this your actual number?” he asks, flapping his arm up and down. “Or did you make it up?”

“Why don't you try it and find out?” Steve winks at him. “I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot of each other either way.”

Congrats, Eddie, you've just acquired your very own bookstore hottie!

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#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfic #steddie brainrot #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #hype's 1k follower ficlets #fic art #collab

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biolumien · 6 months ago

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Hiiii!!!! 😊👋 So I only just started Kaiju no. 8!!! New to the fandom and not a manga reader. Idk what’s going to happen in the next episode—all I know is that Hoshina better not d*e lol.

Anyways!!! Obviously I am a huge Hoshina fan/simp!!! I really like your blog and I have enjoyed your Hoshina fics!!!!!! 🥹 And since your requests are open, I wanted to know if I could perhaps make one??? 👉👈

If so, I was wondering if you could do something sort of related to your “say it!” fic??? Like where Hoshina (+ reader) somehow bumps into the ex from operations you mentioned in the fic??? And reader gets SUPERRRRR jealous (lord knows I would be especially if said ex was really beautiful and smart) and insecure. Maybe reader acts a bit distant/moody after the encounter but once Hoshina realizes what’s up he immediately reassures reader and let’s them know how much he loves/cares for them???

Sorry if this request is weird or doesn’t make sense to you, I’ve honestly just been thinking about a similar scenario ever since reading that fic of yours 😭😭 anyways thank you so much for your time 🫶❤️ and please never stop writing, your fics are beautiful 💖💕

notes: hihi; thank you so much for your request; i hope that this is okay; you sent this in before the most recent episode but hoshina's a fairly important character to the story of kaiju no 8 overall so he'll be alright... i combined this with a slightly different ask which also surrounded jealousy but with okonogi; it's very briefly mentioned though.

jealousy as the crux

soshiro hoshina x gn!reader no warnings should apply, i think. wc: 837

hoshina always maintained rather easy conversation with a lot of people—friendly conversation that sometimes got the better of your self esteem when he teasingly doted on okonogi or otherwise.

you’d tried not to bring it up, to not bother him—because envy and jealousy like that was an ugly emotion, of course. it wouldn’t be right to burden hoshina with them–mostly because you weren’t even sure how he’d react. he was plenty envious on his own, you think–key point on think. but it might have been for more reasonable things, surely. like the envious desire to become stronger, or something noble like that.

nothing quite like yours.

but stumbling on hoshina’s ex was never on your list of priorities at all.

so the fact that she was here—was her name amaya?—only made you more uncomfortable. you barely knew anything about her other than the fact that okonogi spoke her name with strained reverence, cautious to never bring it up around hoshina. hoshina seemed to be uncaring of it all, even so–as if he couldn’t be bothered to remember.

she was smoking indoors, her eyes tired and weary.

hoshina didn’t seem to tense up when talking to her, which strangely irked you more.

“hoshina,” amaya says, approaching hoshina with a raised eyebrow. she pats his shoulder, and he chuckles.

“you look well,” hoshina murmurs.

“hm. well as i’ll ever be.” her eyes flit to you, her eyes narrowing. you felt uncomfortable under her gaze, as if you were some unique kind of insect to be pinned up in a collection. “this your new partner? they’re cute.”

“hm?” hoshina laughs. “aren’t they?”

the compliment doesn’t feel good, somehow, as it usually does.

“thought you said you wouldn’t date again,” amaya says, dusting off some ash off the tip of her cigarette, taking another breath before blowing it away from the two of you. “not that we really were.” she snorts. “you were too much of a coward last time.”

“hey,” hoshina says, sounding mock-hurt. “i figured we were better off as friends.”

“hm.” amaya exhales. “whatever you say.”

“i wish you’d sound more enthusiastic about this,” hoshina retorts, laughing again. it’s the same laugh he has when he talks to okonogi, that same doting laughter–but it also wasn’t anything special. it was the same kind of laughter he had when he talked to you, though perhaps it was tinged with more fondness when he spoke to you.

if there was anything hoshina was, it might’ve just been annoyingly consistent.

"it's hard to be enthusiastic surrounding you. your sarcastic energy exhausts me," amaya drawls.

you turn away from the conversation at this point–and yet you can feel amaya staring daggers into the back of your head.

“i’ll let the two of you finish this up,” you say, and your voice sounds far more obviously strained than you’d like for it to be.

hoshina was allowed to talk to other people. but why did amaya irk you so much? was it just the irreverent way she spoke, the way she seemed to be watching you so intently for no reason? what the hell was her problem? as you stormed off, your footsteps grew angrier as you continued to mull over it. no, seriously! what was her problem?

but what was yours, being jealous in the first place? you were being irrational–worried because you wanted hoshina’s attention for yourself but of course it wasn’t right to worry this badly about it to the point that envy would turn your stomach like this, create the brittling sensation in your heart. it wasn’t right, and the fact that you knew it wasn’t right made the whirling sense of bad in you feel worse.

you rub your face roughly, trying to shock yourself into trying to just be fucking normal.

“hey.”

hoshina’s voice is quiet when you turn around, and his face is contemplative, brows furrowed in worry.

“are you done? talking to amaya?” you ask.

“for now,” he says. his eyes focus on your face, concerned now. “are you okay?”

“i’m…”

the words die in your throat.

“i don’t want to be jealous,” you say weakly. “of whatever’s going on. but, i–”

hoshina’s hands are on your face before you can even finish your sentence, squishing your cheeks together.

“mm, i see.” hoshina blinks, humming. “why didn’t you just say so earlier?”

you blink.

“you’re not… mad?” you ask.

“mad?” hoshina raises an eyebrow, cocking his head. it looks cute. “should i be?”

“no,” you say. “i–or, i don’t know. maybe? yes?”

“which is it?” hoshina asks, a teasing smile on his face before his brow furrows a bit. “if you would have just told me earlier i could have easily just told you that there’s nothing going on between me and anyone else but you. i chose you. don’t forget that, okay?”

you blink.

“and i love you,” hoshina says, completely straightforwardly, with sure honesty. “don’t forget that.”

you nod, and he squeezes your face, leaning in to kiss you on the lips.

#kaiju no 8 #soshiro hoshina #soshiro hoshina x reader #hoshina soshiro x reader #kaiju no 8 x reader #x reader #kn8 x reader #unpopular opinion: i personally am not a fan of jealousy-based plots so i hope that this is alright #it might be the aroace in me but i just think like. talking it out is the best way to go and early; of course for other drama things #you want to like. amplify it. and as someone who was in a couple relationships before it was always hard to be cognizant of envy #but... idk. diatribe over. just talk it out; whats the point of your mouth if you don't talk out how you feel...?

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le-velo-pour-dru · 1 year ago

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ermmmmmm dru yr literally the nicest EVER literally the dallon girlie of the century yr sooo super duper cool n silly def make the top five mutual list… i hope u feel better!!! lowkey we twinnin af october been a weirdddd month. feel better tho!!!!!!!!!

THIS MATTERS SO MUCH TO ME OMG??????????? 🥺💖 AUGHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭🩷 This is such an incredibly sweet ask omgggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "Dallon girlie of the century" is like- the highest compliment I could receive, oh my goodness 🤭🩷 I'm soooooooo honored that you think I'm cool, and it makes me so happy to know that you think I'm nice and silly!! :3 🩷 This month hasn't been too bad for me, but this week has been... OOF it's been rough so far, so I really hope things get better for both of us 🫶❤️

#dru speaks #this is like one of the sweetest asks i've ever gotten omg 🥺💖 thank you so much 🫶#sorry to hear your october hasn't been going great‚ i really hope you feel better soon too ❤️#but anyway. thanks again. i appreciate this so much 😊🩷#asks #lifealteringtimesandwich

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11queensupreme11 · 4 months ago

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Hi again queen! Ive come bearing gifts 🤲😊

Since we're coming to a close with act 1, I felt it would only be appropriate to draw some memes again to celebrate 🎉 I started drawing all of these a few weeks ago but school + my gachas have been pounding my accs with all the banners so....yeah, here🗣️🔥

Also, I will soon be sending you drawn memes for each yan too + a baldur one (because for some reason i really cant get their ship out my head lol idk if im projecting my HC but i think he wouldve ADORED her – what would their ship name even be? balcy 😭??? (cuz it wouldve been pretty fucking ballsy of them to get into a relationship knowing Loki is there to do…Loki things, LMAO). I will send 4 of the yan drawings um later and if not later, then tomorrow or the day after! Then the rest will be sent a day or an hour after those. I just need to finish some things before sending them out

(tbh it wouldve been better to drop it at the end of act 1 but school has been horrendous lately so im not taking my chances 😭 better early than late)

++ read the new chapter too – QUEEN I AM SO SCARED 😭 when you first introduced anubis i thought he was super cute!!....then you dropped this chapter, and now im worried 😭???? Wym by others??? Wym screaimg for him to stay away or trying to escape??? HES CREEPING ME OUT AND WE WERE JUST DONE WITH UNCY HADES, like this went from sweet to…extremely unnerving 😭 BRING US BACK DADDYSEIDON I MISS HIM, HOW IS HE RN?? IS HE ABSOLUTELY LOSING HIS MIND LMAOOO

+++ saw that comment about Ra - i am foaming for a tsundere grandpa PLEASE

Also, welcome back! I wish you all the best w your exam results!

YEAH WE'RE GONNA HAVE A TSUNDERE/YANDERE GREAT GREAT GRANDPA-IN-LAW RA 😂😂😂😂😂😂 i'm gonna enjoy this so much, it's gonna be like the ares and percy beef except ra's not a fucking dumbass 😭

thank you for the drawn memes 🥺💖💖💖 i actually recognize some of these lmao thank you 💖 the beelcy one is very accurate considering beelzebub 1000000% stalks her socials lol

AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE OTHER FANARTS/MEMES!!!!! I WILL WAIT PATIENTLY OR AT LEAST TRY TOO LOL

(also omg you drew cú chulainn with his doggy 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

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jade-green-butterfly · 23 days ago

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🎅🏼❣️❣️…Alright~! =OwO=✨One of my most favourite and magical times of the year, is here once again!😃✨☃️🎄I know it’s been quite another year for a lot of us, but I am still willing to spread some delightful festive cheer as always, especially with my special annual Christmas piece~!✏️💝😊

This year, I wished to draw my beloved one and only Cooper and I/my trollsona during a holiday masquerade ball, which I can really see myself suggesting to Poppy when planning and she TOTALLY getting on board with the idea, excitement filling us both!🤩💡🤩 The masquerade ball idea was actually inspired by an underrated classic TV special from 1986, called 'A Mirthworm Masquerade', which I used to watch at a friend's house when I was around seven or eight >w< You can even watch the special here in the link below (Thank-you, YouTube! :3)👇🏻

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I drew Cooper and I in one of my favourite scenes from the special, where I am chosen and crowned Queen of the Holiday Masquerade Ball, sitting upon a gorgeous ice crystal throne, with my very own beloved king himself by my side~👑💜💗💚🥰 And while dressing Cooper up as an adorable elf, I took the inspiration from the beautiful 8th Gen Pokemon, Frosmoth and dressed myself up as a fluffy yet elegant white butterfly~🤍🦋=^.^= Oooh~ Ovo And looks like we have special guest appearance with us!🌟We had Guy Diamond and Tiny Diamond last year, now we have the iconic and full of surprises...Mr. Dinkles~!😗(Who I drew proudly from memory~😉) And is that mistletoe I spy that he's holding?😯It certainly is!🤭Our fave devious lil' worm making sure everytroll be getting kisses~ >:D Especially me and Cooper, hehe!💕I was planning on smooching my cutie boo, anyways~😚💋

Over all, I am absolutely thrilled and over the moon of how this beautifully festive and heartwarming scene turned out~!🌈💖😍💖🌈I always amaze myself with how each scene for my annual Christmas piece comes out, just how I wanted and how I pictured it to be, with much improvement and this year’s has to be one of my grandest ones yet - just how I imagined it too~💝🥹✨

Hope you all like too, my sweet peeps!✨😁👍🏻And Mr. Dinkles, Cooper and I would like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas & Happy (Troll) Holidays~💝🎄🎁❄️💚🫂So do enjoy all you can, my lovelies~🫶🏻😘💕As always, stay safe, stay strong and from me, to all of you…~

🎅🏼🎄❄️Merry Christmas 2024 & A Happy New Year~!❄️🎄🎅🏼 =^o^=

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper & Mr. Dinkles (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

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cozymochi · 1 month ago

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Hi Mochi! First off, I just wanted to say I love your art and OC'S! They are beautiful and very cool! Cecil kind of radiates baby girl energy in my humble opinion.

But I had a question about Nyoka. It's mentioned in his notes that he covers the scales on his face and arms with makeup or an undershirt, and the only visible ones are on his neck. Was this just for design reasons, or is he like self Conscious of them?

I'm just curious about the answer! 😊 Anyway, have a great day!

thANK YOU FOR READING THE NOTES ACTUALLY AAAAA 😳😭

It’s nothing too deep. Good news, he’s not self conscious of them 👍 He just covers the ones on his face to blend into the background a little more. He is a reptile amongst mammals and just wants to be left alone. Design wise, he already has quite a bit going on already on his face (the glasses, the specific eye makeup etc.), it’s just simpler to work with. I don’t really like too much busy-ness, and I do want people drawn to his eyes first. (does it work who knows idk) Though if I were to keep yapping I’d end up doing a dissertation on the trials of translating and evoking a cartoon snake into this guy. [dies]

Otherwise without the makeup the scales on his face are comparable to Snake’s face in Black Butler. If I bothered refining Nyoka’s refs more, then that detail on the main post it would’ve been clearer. SO HERE IT IS:

Though, someone like Snake in general is a lot more simpler looking (positive) compared to Nyoka, so him having little details like that on his face already adds a little more flair to make him stand out. I think for Nyoka it’s fine to omit them given how much he already has going on and my priorities. (But they’re there 😳. I still think they’re cool looking.)

As for the undershirt, that’s just me pointing out that scales are there but just happen to be covered as a result.

It’s just a a design thing and a visual shorthand attempt on my end to register a more “diligent book-type” student amongst a dorm of primarily athletes. Also he looked kinda weird to me in the standard dorm uniform without it. Kind of in that same way Ruggie would look kinda weird if he wasn’t wearing the dorm uniform in the way he does that fits his character more. (For reference: the default Savanaclaw uniform is how Jack and other NPCs wear it. It just looked weird on him is all.)

But I suppose in-universe It could also be read as a means of Nyoka once again just trying to blend into the background. He just dresses like that willingly. 😩 He just doesn’t want attention. He’s not wearing heels in his dorm uniform, I didnt show it but trust me.

He has scales lining the sides of his entire body length, but unless I were to show off his base mannequin, no one would really be able to know lol 😂 Having them peek out around the neck was just a more subtle visual indicator of what he is and neat looking to me. Adds a lil’ bit of spice that was lost in the shuffle. That’s really it. Just pointing out that they’re there.

UHHHHHHUNNGH I LOVE answering stuff like this thank you 😭😭 Anything that involves me explaining design choices tends to make me act a fool since it’s pretty rare so I might overdo it a bit. Literally even the tiniest aspects have paragraphs worth of reasonings behind it so i uhhsgdhdghs i promise all this stuff is intentional. And im only scratching the surface tbh. 😭👍 but thank yooou💃💖💖

#cozy ask #twstposting #nyoka wadjet #sometimes (many times) the series kinda relgates that dorm and its student to a single trait #this guy is sooorta meant to subvert and show a bit more diversity in terms if student temprament in there.#but i dont want him overshadowing anyone already there either.#(lmao talking about him like he exists.)#he’s a bit more casual at home though. dw about it its not too deep.#Not cozymochi of all freaks yapping and prattling.

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Hi. Can I please request a jeno and noona/older woman - wherein he surprises her how good he is in bed. Overstimulation/dom jeno is hot too. 😊

um YES. this man is ROTTING MY BRAIN SO BAD. I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH!!! thank you for ur request!!!! i hope you enjoy😇😇

ˑ 𖥻 ִ ۫ ּshow me. l.jeno

summary- the boy you’ve been seeing surprises you with a couple things when you come over to his house for the first time.

warnings- kinda quick paced (as always), unprotected sex, creampie(duh), overstimulation, fingering, mirror sex, multiple orgasms, kissing, dom!jeno sub!reader, dirty talk (mostly jeno), pet names (baby, pretty, love) jeno is called baby , cum eating, lmk if i missed something

authors note- sorry if the age gap wasnt what you wanted i kinda just did something random so lmk if you want me to change it anon!! 💖happy hoeing (i need him)

you and jeno have been dating for a few months now. you meeting him through one of your mutual work friends. he was a little bit younger than you. your friend mark always joking about you being a cougar.

jeno was being 22 and you being 29… you don’t mind jenos age because he has always acted mature. he was a responsible man for his age. you really liked him. he had invited you over to sleep at his house since you both are free from work that day.

you have never been to jeno’s apartment. you two always agreeing to spend time at your house. you were excited to see his house for the first time. getting ready to go excitedly.

you quickly make your way over to the address he gave you after getting ready. making your way to his apartment door knocking slightly. he opens his door shortly smiling as soon as he saw you. “hi beautiful.” he says pulling you into his apartment. “hi baby.” you smile at him as you look around at his space.

“damn! it’s nice in here.” you laugh slightly feeling him pull you close to him. “thank you love.” he smiles at you before grabbing your jacket and bag from you. “i cleaned before you got here. i was making sure it was perfect for you.” he sets your things down pulling you towards his room. “okay this is my room. you want to watch something?” he sits down on his bed, you slowly joining him after. “yea baby we can watch something.” he pulls you closer to cuddle into him. “or we could do something else.” he says with a innocent face. “and what is that?” he face shifted into a smirk so quickly.

“i can make you feel good.” he pulls your legs over his lap. “oh really?” he nods quickly. “if you’d let me.” he smiles at you. “yea…show me.” he kisses your lips quickly pulling your pants down. he runs his fingers over your clothed pussy slowly. he grabs you to shift you both so you are now facing the mirror on the wall from the bed.

“gonna watch me finger this sweet pussy okay?” he pulls you into a rough kiss. “yes-“ you nod quickly at him through the mirror. he rips your panties off ,you never breaking eye contact with him in the mirror. “look at you baby. responding so well?” he smirks at you and your sub state.

you don’t understand how he got you to submit to him so quickly. you’re used to being in control during sex but seeing jeno like this was so-

he interrupts your thoughts as he slides two fingers inside of you. “so fucking wet hm? listen to that. my fingers are sliding right fucking in.” he laughs at you playfully. moving your head so you can see his movements in the mirror better.

“look at you squirming under my touch.” he fucks his fingers deeper into you. watching you in the mirror. “fucking look at me y/n.” he moves your head again so you making eye contact with him in the mirror. “jen- fuck fuck.” he curls his fingers slowly adding another as soon as you try to talk.

“yea? what’s wrong?” he asks mockingly. him not breaking eye contact with you. “feels so f-fucking good.” you manage you moan out.

“yea? you gonna cum pretty?” his thumb immediately going to your clit after his words. “jeno- oh fuck im gonna cum.” you start to wiggle out of his arms. he holds you tightly in place moving his fingers faster. “look at you. you are so fucking gorgeous.” he whispers into your ear. he keeps fucking you with his fingers.

you see stars cumming hard onto his fingers. “yea baby. you are so fucking sexy.” he milks your cum out of your pussy slowly. “you see yourself? so dirty for me.” he smirks at you through the mirror.

“jeno- oh my god.” you gasp feeling his fingers start to fuck into you again. “you can cum again right? let me fuck you with my fingers again before i fuck you on my cock huh?” he looks at you for a response.

you are unable to form a sentence with the pace of this finger. “jen- fuck.” is all you manage to get it out. you moaning at his sweaty body. you’re watching his focused expression on you in the mirror. “you gonna cum already? you’re clenching so tight on my fingers.” he says into your neck while watching your legs try to shut to fight the pleasure.

“keep your legs fucking open.” he grabs your thighs with his other hand forcing your legs open. allowing his fingers to go deeper. “fucking creaming all over. fucking filthy.” he spits at you. you’re moaning uncontrollably at this point. he looks so sexy through your hazy eyes. he hasn’t taken his eyes off you once.

“jeno im c-cumming!” you legs shaking under his grip. “cum for me pretty.” you’re cumming all over his fingers. he murmurs into your neck kissing it softly as his fucks you through your high on his fingers. he watches you with sweetly.

he slowly pulls his fingers out of your cunt. bringing them up to your lips. “suck baby.” he orders you with a stern voice. you open your mouth for his fingers feeling them slowly being pushed into your mouth. “good hm? taste so good always.”

you are shocked at jeno’s behavior. not seeing this side of him until recently. you liked it a lot. maybe too much because you’re already begging jeno to fuck you already. “fuck me please jeno.” you squirm in his arms causing him to laugh at your pathetic state.

“okay. ill give you what you want since you did so well.” his breath against your skin making you shiver. he lifts you up easily turning you over onto your knees. “you’re so wet my love.” he leans into your ear. “keep these legs open okay?” he demands. you nod quickly.

you hear him shifting behind you. he takes off his shirt quickly. pulling off his pants and boxers immediately after. “condom or?” you shake your head no. “please no condom just fuck me jeno please!“ he smirks at you. he rubs his dick gently over your folds teasingly. “so fucking wet hm pretty?” he slides his tip in just to immediately take it out. “f-fuck jeno.” you hear a deep groan come from him as he shifts again behind you causing you to look behind you confused. “just let me have a little taste.” his head moving in between your legs. you feel him lick a thick stripe up your slit. you push your ass back into his tongue.

he sucks on your clit roughly. then he suddenly pulls away. “i need to be inside you right now fuck.” he moves back up to line his dick up with your pussy. he pushes his dick in quickly. immediately fucking you into the mattress. “so fucking t-tight.” his hips already speeding up. “je-jeno fuck.” you feel him grab your hair pulling you back against his chest. him now fucking you at a deeper angle. “so fucking good.” you moan out. “yea baby? haven’t been fucked this good before?” he suddenly remembers the mirror turning you to look at yourself in the mirror.

“look at this. my dirty girl.” you try to keep your eyes open. “gonna cum inside this perfect cunt hm?” he grips your hip tightly watching you closely in the mirror. “jen-i can’t too much-“ you say through tears. jeno is fucking you so good you are sobbing at this point. “i know you can take it.” he smiles at you innocently. you moan in response. “you are so fucking sexy im gonna cum.” he moans into your neck.

“im cumming jeno!” you see his pleasured face causing you to immediately cum. “f-fuckk baby.” you watch him fuck his cum into you slowly. your cum mixing with his inside you. it slowly oozing out of your pussy when he pulls out. your knees finally giving up on you. “oh my god.” you breathe out looking back at your boyfriend. “you okay?” he laughs quietly. you nod in response. “i haven’t came that hard before.” you laugh closing your legs. “yea? im glad it was good baby.” he smiles at you.

“give me a kiss.” he lays next to you suddenly giving you a quick kiss. “you have any more surprises?” he nods his head. “what really jeno?” you chuckle at his expression. “we’re gonna go to dinner so get ready!” he says slightly shouting it. “if i can walk.” you add. “ill help you baby.” he smiles kissing your head before getting up with you to get ready for the sudden dinner.

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