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Rook character development: trinkets & decorations
@galedekarios tagged me in this wonderful endeavour, thank you so much!
Rules: share what trinkets and decorations your Rook has in their room in the Lighthouse. If you'd like, you can add explanations and headcanons for their chosen keepsakes. Tag as many people as you like!
My Rook, Qamil, led a nomad life, so having furniture where to put trinkets on is a whole experience to her, one she finds weird and fun. I can see her keeping all sorts of objects (those valuables she should sell), whether they mean something to her or not. But among the trinkets that do mean something:
1. Elven Bass 2. Elven Artifact Fragment 3. Glittering Mosaic
As a Qunari raised by an elven mother who herself doesn't know much about elven culture, Qamil's life is one of fragments that don't make a coherent mosaic. But elven trinkets are the ones that bring comfort, since she spent most of her life in Arlathan Forest. The elven bass, specifically, reminds her of her 'father', a man she never knew and who wasn't even her father, but a man her mother loved and lost, and who had allegedly the most wonderful singing voice.
4. Varric's Shaving Mirror
She usually laughs off Varric's praises, but she never realised how lonely she felt until she met him. Like he saw right through her.
5. Exquisite Serpentine Hookah
Qamil is an occasional smoker and is glad to be able to share some quiet moments with Neve.
6. Brona's Bloom Bouquet
Against the overwhelming odds, Qamil just takes the fight one step at a time, never really thinking about the end goal. Those flowers from Hossberg Wetlands, they're the first time she believed they could actually make it.
7. Azure Crow Mask
She just likes the shape and the colour⊠nothing else to see here.
8. Qunari Face Paint
Qamil finally sought out knowledge about Qunari culture as a young adult. She's still learning, picking and choosing things about the Qun. She's passionate about applying vitaar.
9. Sketches: Horns
She lost her right horn in the Veil Jumper debacle and thought she would just wait for it to grow back, until a wild conversation with Taash and Davrin one night. Why would I necessarily replace it with an identical one, she asked. She kept Davrin's sketch about possible replacement designs.
10. Griffon Lantern
What's not to like about a griffon lantern? There's the proverbial fight of the light against the dark, and also, griffons are so cool.
Not tagging anyone because posting all this already feels too scary, but as always, I'd like to say that I absolutely love learning about others' OCs â especially Rooks â so I'd be very interested in everyone's takes on this.
#that was surprisingly difficult but i loved to do it thank you!#maybe in another playthrough i'll find the rest of the trinkets and change all my answers#dragon age the veilguard#dragon age#should i tag something like:#rook#or#my rook#or maybe her name#qamil aldwir#dragon age the veilguard spoilers#datv spoilers#just in case
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...You're really sure they both forgive me for what happened? Cuz I fucked up really badly this time.
I'm sure. It wasn't your fault, Bubby.
...
Well then, I forgive Gordon for stealing my chips that one time too, then. And the dip. And for leaving crumbs all over the couch. And for not washing his damn hands before touching the remote.
I'm surprised you even remember all that, but umm? Thanks?
You're welcome, fucking nasty little sewage boy.
Hey!
*(The fire continues to shrink in size, becoming a much smaller version of what it was before.)*
I have the blanket! Apologies for the holdup, I had forgotten that we had taken the large one with us upstairs last night and had spent a rather lengthy amount of time looking for it down here! Hopefully this can help!
...I may have overestimated the size of the fire. Do you still need the blanket?
Yes, please. Thank you.
*(The large blanket is thrown over the stovetop. Without the fire in the way, the dials behind it become clear- they're all turned off. Dr. Coomer is able to hold onto the blanket with his limb enhancers, and keeps it in place for a moment while they wait.)*
Thank you, Harold. Sorry about the mess.
It's no trouble.
Just maybe let me do the cooking for a little while.
Fine, I can do that.
*(Dr. Coomer lifts the blanket. The fire is gone.)*
#asking bubby#asking player#asking coomer#part 1#OOC i hope this came across alright! trying to stay in character for this one while also progressing at a good pace was surprisingly hard#um i'm trying not to leave these little notes here because i think leaving stuff in the tags here might break immersion a bit but#idk this got kinda heavy really fast so i wanted to apologize if anything felt weird here#i'm probably only gonna do these at the end of big scenes/sections- like ao3 notes y'know?#bubby is fun but also really difficult to write and he's also grappling with Big Emotions- something he also sucks at communicating#poor [redacted] barely even has a sense of self yet and he's already been thrown into literal fire here#i'm stopping here for the night but the day isn't done yet#thanks to everyone who sent in asks! i hope this was as fun for you as it was me#and to everyone who's been sending me all those kind messages i see you and i love you and i need you to know that. thank you <3#i'll shut up now but thank you for reading!#st au#stuck together au
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Golden Boy - G.S.
Synopsis. Falling right back in love with the cult leader youâre supposed to kĂll? Happens more often than youâd think.
Pairing. Geto Suguru x ReaderÂ
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, friends/lovers to enemies to lovers, oral (fem receiving), facesĂtting, creampĂe, slight Gojo x Reader, running away from it, Suguru is so SOOO in love still, unprotected, spĂtting, kinda angsty, hurt/comfort, mentions of bIood and knĂves, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 4.4k
A/N. I was listening to fantasmas while writing this so take that how you will LMAO.
The difficult part, surprisingly, wasnât infiltrating Geto Suguruâs Time Vessel Association. No, a few faux tears, a decoy curse, and you were in - stepping through his grandiose hideout. The difficult part was convincing yourself that you were here to kill him.Â
Something that utterly foolish little part of yourself still had trouble believing - even when you had a knife to his throat.Â
âAny last words?â you spit, muffled through your mask, thankful for the way it covers up just how much your voice shakes. Maybe because of the way his lips curl into a familiar smile, maybe from his cool dagger pressing against the back of your neck.
Seconds away from a bloodbath.Â
You donât know if youâre breathing - or if he is either. Eyes locked on the way Sugur- your target only raises his hand up, up, up - getting ready to strike. To kill. Only youâd get him first and-
Snip!
Youâre not dead. But you might as well have been, because your mask falls onto the tatami mat with a deafening clatter.Â
âYouâre as beautiful as the day I lost you.â
Itâs hard not to remember.Â
âYou donât have any right to say that.â your knees tighten around where you had him straddled to the ground. Your hand pinning one of his down, blade digging deeper into Suguruâs pale neck - eyeing the slow, steady drop of blood that beads down it. âDidnât think youâd remember me, either.â
With your mask now no longer on your face, you could traitorously take in that relaxed grin - as if your life wasnât in his hands right now. As if he didnât care.Â
Suguruâs hair was much longer now, splayed out across the floor inkily. Circling around his broad shoulders, around the eyes that were just a bit harder than they were ten years ago. And yet, you catch the way they flicker briefly with something so raw as he whispers gently, âHow could I ever forget my first love?â
So quiet that you couldâve blamed it on your imagination - and you wish you did.Â
Itâs so unfair.Â
Unfair how you let out a gasp, despite yourself. Unfair how you were the best sword wielder that Jujutsu had to offer, yet your fingers tremble on your knife. Heart stuttering at the mere sight of the way his eyes crinkle with the beginnings of a smile. Pleading, like all he could see was you from what felt like a thousand lifetimes ago.Â
Those golden years. Back when rare Susanoomon cards were what youâd fight over, and the only stains heâd wipe off were from the grassy grounds of Jujutsu High, still faint underneath the encrusted blood on that uniform nestled away deep in his wardrobe.
You manage to grit out, âShut up. You left me- us.â
âI did.â
Like it was all he wanted to see.Â
âYou never loved me.â
âI do.â
Your voice is shrill at this point, words stumbling over each other. âYouâve massacred more people than youâve saved.â
Suguru wastes no time denying - or in any niceties. Looking right into your absolutely crazed eyes as he answers, âI have.â And his answer rings so hollow and emotionless in your ears, cold-blooded. Absolutely nothing like the boy you remembered. The one that would laugh and steal you away to take you around campus on his bicycle, all because the next class was âtoo farâ.
âI- fuck.â You place both hands on the hilt of your blade, distantly registering the way that Suguru lets his own drop onto the floor. âI should kill you- I should kill you right now.â
Just one flick of your wrist. Fast and simple.Â
In and out - exactly like youâd been ordered to.Â
âAnd to die by your hand would be a death that someone like me doesnât deserve.â
You both jolt when your knife hits the ground - as if neither of you were expecting it. And before you can stop yourself, youâre fisting his thick robes, pulling Suguruâs face up closer to yours. Mere inches away.Â
âThen- then Iâll-â you choke, a hand coming up to dig into the sides of his milky neck, leaving neat, red indents on his skin. âIâll kill you with my own hands, Suguru.â
And heâs known you for years - would never admit it, but was by your side for only half as long as heâd watched over you.Â
Saw - only from a distance -Â those big fat tears you cried at graduation, the curve of your lips as you pulled a very reluctant Nanami into a hug outside his new office building. The steely look in your eyes meeting Satoruâs much softer one, telling him first how youâre going into teaching. And the smile on your face when you thought of who else might have, too. If heâd gotten the chance.
Always hidden.
Never so close to this frenzied glint in your gaze, a tiny sob threatening to escape your lips. Never like this - and yet, he never thinks youâve looked so beautiful.Â
But what would someone like him know about beauty, anyway?
You flinch as Suguru reaches a hand up to thumb away the furrow between your brows, catching on the single, stray tear sitting at your cheekbone. Whispering - so low that you involuntarily crane your head closer to hear - âStill such a crybaby.â
âAnd youâre still going to be the death of me.â
Soft - Suguruâs lips are as soft as you imagined. And itâs not exactly the tender, picture-perfectly romantic first kiss his teenage self dreamt up with you, but fuck if he wasnât going to remember this like it was.Â
Perfect.Â
Pretty lips smothering yours, all slow and sensual. Drinking in those deliciously breathless gasps of yours as he sucks on your candied lips.Â
You gasp, âSuguru.â and it comes out teary. Making you finally register the wetness rolling down your cheeks, glistening against the dim lighting. You tighten your grip around his neck, âThis wonât fix-â
âI know.â Fuck, does he know better than anyone else.Â
A hand slides up your forearm, the other cupping your face to pull you closer. Heâs running his hot tongue along your cheek, pooling your salty tears on his lips. âBut let me make you forget - if just for tonight. Please.â
The only answer Suguru gets is your fingers leaving his neck, dancing feather-light across his sculpted shoulders to slide under his robe. Feeling the smooth plane of his pecs underneath your palm, that traitorously thundering heartbeat he wishes he could slow down. âKiss me.â
âFuck.â he pants into your open mouth. The sight of your glossy, slightly puffy lips having him surge forward to reattach his with yours with a pained grunt. âGod- jusâ a bit more, my love.â
Again. And again and again- like he was addicted.Â
Heâd always been, with you, anyway.
You let out a sinful sound of his name when Suguru kisses down your neck, lips slotting over your racing pulse. Throbbing and so real under his lips, remembering how he used to feel this song under his arms long before.Â
âOh- shit.â you moan, when his now rougher - larger - hands sneak underneath your crumpled shirt, deftly unbuttoning. Unbuckling. Impatient. âSugu-â
A hoarse groan leaves him, only spurring him to all but rip the rest of your uniform off your body faster.Â
And at the first sight of you clad in nothing but your panties, Suguruâs kiss-bitten lips are falling slack. Brows shooting up into the dark strands of hair sticking to his forehead now, âBeen missing out, hm?â Heâs dipping a hand down to run the back of his index along your clothed, puffy folds. Up and down. âReally been-â Heart clenching when he remembers the way Satoru now looks at you with a familiar glint. One he knew all too well. â-missing out, my love.â
Youâre only trailing your fingers along his cheek - his neck, grazing over that little mark from your blade. He groans - maybe from your touch, probably from the way youâre dragging your cunt across that massive bulge underneath you. âPlease, Suguru. Wanâ you.âÂ
And if Geto Suguru has spent ten years denying himself, surely he could sacrifice it for the way he lifts your stuttering, sloppy hips up so easily. All the way up until they were hovering over his mouth, hot breath hitting your clothed cunt.Â
âWanna taste you.â he groans, spying on the way your slick beads through your panties. âWanâ see if youâre as hah- sweet as I imagined. Please.â
And heâs obsessed with the way youâre sinking yourself down so gently, cock jumping at the thought of you afraid youâd suffocate him - as if you didnât have your blade at his throat just minutes ago.
âFuuuck, donât worry, pretty.â he groans, soft darting to lick at the juices smeared across your inner thighs. âSome more now. Put it all on me, I can take it- fuck-â
Your syrupy sweet cunt has Geto losing whateverâs left of his fucking restraint, dark eyes rolling to the back of his head because you were so sweet. So pretty looking down at him with your glassy eyes. So addictive. He moans, chest heaving as he breathes in your essence. âWhat happened to that feist from earlier? Gonna hafta do a lilâ more than that now.â
âB-but-â
Itâs at this moment you realize that at any given moment Suguru couldâve easily taken the upper hand. A hand of his pulls down your hesitant hips, swollen lips against your covered ones in such a filthy kiss.Â
He hums into your folds, bunching your panties between them. âMmm. Shit- jusâ like I imagined.â Hot tongue dipping just underneath the flimsy fabric to feel out your sloppy entrance, âBetter, even. Jusâ look how well youâre taking me, pretty.â
But you donât - too scared to find out that youâd like the sight more than you should. How you wished you could go back to the golden days where it didnât matter - wasnât a matter of life and death. And something else entirely.Â
And this dilemma has Suguruâs brows furrowing, sharp canines lightly nipping at one of your swollen folds. Wanting to see how itâs him - despite everything, itâs still him making you feel this way. âNone of that now.â
RIP!
With this you have to look down, a desperate whine leaving your stupid mouth at the fucking sinful sight down below. Your panties now a tattered excuse in between Suguruâs teeth, baring them with such a devilish grin right up at you.Â
âSee?â he spits out the fabric onto the floor beside him, half-lidded eyes peering up at you so sultry. Looking right at you as his tongue lolls out, spreading your bare, needy folds shamefully. âIsnât this much better?â
âHngh- fuck, yes-â you slide your fingers through his now-messy hair, falling out of that half-bun. Jolting on top with each push of his tongue past that feeble ring of resistance, the lewd squelches leaving you with each graze of the wet muscle against your walls. âShit- Suguru it feels too good. So deep ngh-â
He swats a hand against your ass, making you sit your slutty hips down deeper, all the way till Suguruâs jaw was grinding so greedily against your cunt. Tongue bullying past your folds in and out in and out in and-
âGod- hah-â heâs pulling away to gasp deep lungfuls of air - secondary, to the way he was back immediately to making out so hotly with your tight pussy. âMmm fuck. This cute lil cunt is so needy. Sâlike youâre trynna suck my tongue off.â Thumb reaching up to draw slow, languid circles that have you throwing your head back. âSo perfect.â
Your delirious mouth is dropping open, body moving before your mind as you strain to reach your hand behind. Trembling. Shaky when you manage to cup Suguruâs aching erection.Â
âG-guess mânot the only one ah- needy, hm?â you smirk, having him bucking and spitting out harsh little profanities with each rub of your palm down his drenched length.Â
Suguru doesnât give you a response - because his fingers are speaking on his behalf. Dipping into your sloppy hole, locating your g-spot, as if on instinct. Heâs milking your pretty cunt while he roams for those sweet spots. Lips muffling around your throbbing clit, âYouâre always right, my love. You always were.â
And his words are so gentle - mouth so sloppy. Squelches so obscene.Â
Nose pressing up at the top of your abdomen, cheeks hollowing wetly around the sensitive nub. Letting your juices drip all the way down his chin, his jaw, dangerously close to that cut on his neck.Â
The hand sliding back and forth across the swollen outline of his cock had Suguru get more frenzied. Faster. Like it was his personal mission to make you cum on his tongue before he fucking passed out.Â
Penetrating your gummy hole with both his fingers and his tongue, spreading it open more. And itâs all you can do to keen, âOh- oh my god.â Riding Suguruâs pretty face harder. âShit- mâclose, Suguru.â
âAlways right.â he gasps, swiping his tongue faster across your clit. âAlways perfectâ Alternating between squeezing back into your hole, your sweet spots. Stretching out your gummy walls as far as theyâd go. âAlways made fâme.â Assaulting it with both his fingers and his tongue. Again. And again and again and- âJusâ wish I got to have you sooner.â
His words make you snap your eyes up from his mean mouth to meet his gaze, devouring you as greedily and depraved as his tongue. They make your thighs burn with the effort to drag your sloppy pussy faster.
They make you cum - shaking, crying out little mewls of âNgh- fuck. Mâcumming mâcumming mâcumming.â
The way your voice is breaking at the end of each moan has Suguruâs cock straining so painfully against his trousers. One hand firmly on your waist, arching you deeper to tongue you through your high in ways heâs only ever dared to imagine.Â
Ways heâs selfishly hoped only he could - even after all these years, the sight of any other man looking at you wrong having his irritation flaring.Â
âSâright.â his voice is sending stars bursting behind your lids, tongue even worse. Having you pleading and so sensitive. âI got you, my love. Give it tâme.â Messy - not as forgiving as heâd like to be. âGive it alllll to me.â
And you do - all but smothering Suguruâs eager tongue with all your sweet juices. Ones heâs lapping up happily, tilting his head back as far as itâd go on the floor, letting your heady slick fill up his throat. His pussydrunk lips let out a hiss, both at the burn of that cut on his neck, and the way youâre desperately pulling your hips back.Â
Too overstimulated. Too fucking sensitive. Too much - but it would never be enough for Suguru.Â
âPlease, Suguru.â you sob at the way your limp hips are being pulled back by a needy Suguru. âMâtoo sensitive. I- fuck-â Heâs only lapping at your quivering cunt leisurely, smirk prominent against your swollen folds.Â
And itâs all you can do to deliriously slip a hand underneath his robes, a desperate attempt to keep whatever shred of sanity you have left. Fingers feeling down his unfairly toned abs, the tufts of hair at his pelvis, reaching-
âOh fuck!â Your heavy eyes admire the way Suguru arches into your touch in surprise - like he couldnât help himself. Eyes flying open, glossy, plump lips curling into a disbelieving grin, âYa really are made fâme, huh?âÂ
Thatâs all it takes for Suguru to head to your lewd whims, bruising fingers on your hips finally loosening to let you sit your sloppy cunt back down on his lap - except, this time, you were seated directly on his rock-hard cock. Pussy lips spreading around his length to just soak him.Â
âOh, my love.â He sits up, splaying you out so prettily on his lap. âHow Iâve missed you.â
You donât even register the way youâre raising your head up to meet Suguruâs - not until he spits. Once. Twice. Straight onto your awaiting tongue that you didnât even realize you were sticking out, saccharine sweet saliva making such a mess when heâs crashing his lips into yours.Â
âYeahh, like that. Kiss me like that.â he slurs against your mouth, drunk off both sets of your sweet lips. Getting out through wet, sloppy pecks. âHow I wish I had you sooner.â
You can feel your heart thumping so wildly against your ribcage, matching the needy, needy staccato of Suguruâs cock throbbing between your puffy folds. And, well, you really canât be blamed for the way you break the kiss to look down and oh-
Oh Suguru notices that furrow between your brows, kissing away the nervous little wobble in your lower lips as he grunts, âGod, youâre killinâ me.âÂ
Fuck. Killing him?
You were the one sent in for the kill, but it seems you wonât be making it out here alive.Â
Because Suguru was so big, girth rubbing up against your thighs. So angry and heavy, smearing hot precum over his abs, your cunt, adding to add to the absolute mess. Long enough that you knew you wouldnât be able to walk out of here - which, honestly, Suguru wouldâve preferred. To keep you with him forever.Â
To have you always mewling so prettily when heâs dragging his fat head down your sensitive slit. To have his name - and only his name - leave your bruised lips when heâs asking, âWhoâs got you this wet?âÂ
Youâre so cockdrunk already that youâre groaning mindlessly, âYou- Suguru-â
âNo, thatâs not what you call me.âÂ
And it takes you a few, long seconds to understand what heâs saying, all the while trying to focus with the leaky tip being pressed past your swollen folds. Slow. Torturous. Hitting you so violently at the same time he slips past that first, slutty ring of muscle.Â
âSugu!â
A blinding grin splits across Suguruâs absolutely fucked-out face, brows furrowing together in ecstasy. âThatâs more hah- like it.â Not having heard that familiar little nickname - one of your many - fall from your lips since high school - one that makes a heart he forgot he had grow five sizes too large. âNow, just take me-â Hips bucking up, so strong and ruthless. â-like I know you can, okay?â
Over and over.Â
You canât let out anything but barely-lucid whines at this point, letting Suguru sink in inch by fucking inch. Your walls stretched out so perfectly to take his sheer size. But the stretch- oh, the stretch.
Fuck, it has you clawing at Suguruâs exposed shoulders, fingers leaving angry, red marks down the muscles. An obscene ah! ah! ah! leaving your lips with each time he reels his hips back, only to bully his aching cock inside until he physically couldnât.
âHngh- Sugu, sâtoo big-â You buck your hips down in shallow, tentative grinds to meet his filthy method of fitting in. âToo- much. Didnât expect you to be so mean-â
âThe sorcerer that hah- held a knife to the infamous Geto Suguruâs neck-â he groans, hands groping your ass to move you further down his massive cock. To watch the way your sloppy entrance was stretching out so much to suck him up. â-can take this too, right? I know you can.â He reaches a deft thumb around to toy with your pretty clit, making your cunt relax like the good girl she is. Fucking up deeper, just a bit more mean. âYou- can-â
Several things happen at the tail end of Suguruâs sentence - heâs finally fitting in all in one go. With a calculated, harsh thrust up into your poor cunt, your ass is kissing his heavy balls, pussy rubbing against the hair at his hilt. So full and so much.
And Suguru knows he just might not see heaven - but shit, does he feel like heâs there right now. The feeling so good that both of you letting out mingling gasps of pleasure.Â
Your back falling onto the now soiled mats like such animals, the other not far behind.
âYou alright, my love?â Suguru hums against your throat when youâre managing to adjust somewhat to the stretch, aware enough to kiss the palm resting protectively underneath your head - making sure you donât hurt yourself.
You bat your teary lashes, âNever been better, Sugu.â
And something about that makes him remember.Â
Remember the way youâd tell him the exact same thing when you fought with curses too strong for you - coming back to the dorms all battered and bruised, but alive. Flashing him that addictive grin, and a crooked thumbs up, âNever been better, Sugu. Gold, actually.â
His golden girl.
Shaking away the tightness at his throat, Suguru instead focuses on wrapping your trembling legs around his toned waist. Tight.
âSh-shit- youâre milkinâ me so good, fuck-â
Abs burning as he just drags his cock along your plushy walls, keeping your legs held wide open for him. So tight - like you were sucking the fucking soul out of him. Making sure to angle his hips in just the way thatâll have your eyes tearing at the way he was massaging all your sweet spots.Â
And sure enough - âO-oh my god-â you breathe, and shit, it was so hard to speak. Suguruâs cock too big, too depraved. Speeding up with every ram of his hips into a steady, mean pace. âJusâ like that, fuck-â
âMhm?â
You paw at his free hand settled by the side of your neck, trailing it down, down, down - rings and all - to the part of your stomach you could feel his thick tip hitting. A slight bulge, abusing your cervix over and over, âHere-â
â-sâwhere I belong.â
Your brows raise at his interjection, and you swipe away the long locks of hair partially covering Suguruâs face, legs tightening around his hips as you take a long, hard look. He repeats, âSâwhere I belong. Where ngh- you belong.â
Like some deep, dark part of him was trying to fuck out any and every doubt about this out of you - as if youâd have any - Suguruâs rolling his hips harder into yours. All the way until it almost hurt - until the sting of his twitching balls against your ass felt permanent, fingerpads pressing down so hard on your stomach.Â
Lips searing against yours, punctuating each word with a jagged, rough thrust. âBecause you sh-shouldnât be ah- here. You shouldnât be-â He drags you deeper onto his dick like some ragdoll, fingers frenzying on your clit. â-with me.â
Words slurring and as sloppy as his hips now.Â
âWh-why fuck- why wouldnât I be?â
âHeh, you forgot?â Suguru spits out a chuckle, pushing you further and further up the mat with how bruising his hips were hitting yours. Alternating between marking your cervix - your g-spot - your gummy walls. âForgot how I told ya to live a better life than this?â Everything and anything. Hips smacking so loud, echoing in symphony with those melancholy words he parted with so long ago. âHow I told you to hngh- find a-another? Live a long life? To be happy?â
Now that Suguru was talking, it was like he couldnât stop. Like a damn had been broken - both with his words and his movements. The curve of his dick drives you wild, veins molding your cunt into their shape.Â
Gritting his teeth to hold back the way his drenched balls squeeze so painfully, biting down on your lower lip. âYouâre s-supposed to kill me.â A drop of sweat splashing down on your cheek, âTo kill me and maybe youâll be hah- fuck mine in another universe. But not this one.â Itâs like heâs out of control now, âNever this one. You can have anybody else.â
And suddenly youâre having a flashback to just a week prior, to an uncharacteristically solemn Satoru telling you words you shouldâve been happy to hear. Quiet, and unassuming. Ones you knew that had you heard them before knowing Suguru, youâd have jumped into his arms - exactly how he hoped you would, the day of his departure.Â
Chuckling at you being such a âcrybabyâ about him leaving. After all, this was just meant to be, right?
But no.
Instead, youâre here. Bunching Suguruâs beautiful, glossy hair curtaining the sides of your head, into a ponytail. Difficult - with how he was getting faster. Harder. Just ravaging your hole until you were gaping and breathless.
And yet, arms trembling and limp, you still manage to reveal the boy you fell in love with - the one you could never forget. From the flush on his pretty face, to the twisted, sad curve of his mouth. And the eyes that bore into yours like they were searching for the same thing. Smiling, for the first time since you entered this place, âHow could I ever want anyone else, Sugu?â
The hand on your stomach is cupping your adorable face so softly - and itâs hard to believe those hands have killed. Betrayed.
Like they were capable of doing anything but as Suguru swipes the single tear glistening down your cheek, âStill a crybaby, huh, my love?â
And then you cum - and Suguru isnât too far behind.Â
Itâs just a flash of hot white, tingles running down your spine - all the way to the thick, creamy base soon forming around his wildly twitching cock.Â
And itâs so good. Too good that all you can do it scream out his name, letting him do anything - and you were glad all he did was fuck you so mercilessly through your high. So violent. Addictive.Â
Vision blurry, mouth sagging open for Suguru to press intimate little kisses along the corners of your mouth. Whispering sweet praises as your cunt sucks him up so good. So sinfully milking him for everything heâs worth.Â
Taking in rope after rope of thick cum that warms your gummy walls from the inside, overfilling just enough for it to dribble down into the mat below in an obscene little pool. Smearing down your thighs, his balls. Heavenly.Â
His heaven.
And in the haze of it all, Suguru imagines that youâll reach for your knife again, press it back against the curve of his exposed neck. He imagines youâll laugh in his face, tell him what a great whim this was but you had to get back to your job, turning your back on him as he has done before. He imagines.
But what he gets is your strained, fucked-out little voice, âI missed you, my golden boy.â
A/N. Yes, That Line was inspired by HTTYD. If I had to be hurt, yâall do, too.Â
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Sanemi lashing out on his pregnant wife only to beg her for forgiveness later
Pairing: Sanemi x pregnant!reader
Word Count: 3,1k
Synopsis: Like every week, you find yourself on your way back from Shinobu's estate and your pregnancy check-up. Little did you know what horror awaits you at your own home with your husband almost killing two kids...
Warnings: Sanemi is mean in this one and I mean it, extreme hurt but also comfort in the end so don't worry, full Shinazugawa package regarding language and violence lol, not proofread because I have to leave now
Thank you sooo much for that cool request @itsmscoco and I'm sorry it took a while. I really hope you like what I came up with đ€
You rub your minor belly. For a woman, a pregnancy should feel like a trip to heaven. After all, you are blessed with developing a child that is half you and half your husband. Oh, your beloved and surprisingly gentle husband who always makes sure that you get enough sleep, that you nutrition yourself properly. But even the wind hashira canât do a single thing against your constant sickness and pain.
âPlease try this out, (y/n). Donât hesitate to come here again if you need something else. You really have an unfortunate pregnancy when it comes to nauseaâ, Shinobu comments gently while giving your belly a little massage.
âDonât get me wrong, I am so excited about the honor of caring for a child in my own body. But honestly, Iâm so glad when this pregnancy is overâ, you huff while taking a deep breath in.
Please, donât vomit all over the insect pillar whoâs just trying to help. Youâve been here what feels like everyday since finding out youâre pregnant. Well, to be exact, Shinobu is the one who suggested that you might expect a child.
Because of your never-ending sickness.
âOh, thereâs nothing to get wrong at all! After all, your pregnancy is a rather difficult one. But Iâm sure Shinazugawa is taking good care of you!â
âHe definitely does. My husband is an angelâ, you reply in an instant.
You canât wait to go back home. Even though your sleep-drunken eyes wonât be able to stay open longer than maybe a few hours, even though you werenât able to catch a proper glimpse at Sanemiâs part in the on-going hashira training until now, you canât wait to go back home. Back into your estate, back into the arms of your beloved husband.
âNot quite the codename Iâd use for him, but thatâs just what love does, right? I will send a kakushi along with you. Otherwise, Shinazugawa might show up and threaten meâ, Shinobu jokes while helping you to get up.
âThank you for your help. Again.â
You pull the insect hashira into a deep hug. How lucky you should consider yourself for the opportunity to call Shinobu your friend, that Sanemi laid his eyes on you. Out of all the countless women around, the ones with faces like porcelain and bodies so well-formed you canât hold a candle against every single one of them. But still, he chose you.
âCome on, (y/n). Why are you crying?â, Shinobo whispers into your ear while rubbing small circles onto your back.
âIâm just a little overwhelmed from everything I guessâ, you mumble against her comforting shoulder.
Just a few months ago, you would have laughed at anyone who told you that your life would turn out like this. Of course, youâve lost countless good friends and family members on the way and living with a suborn husband like Sanemi isnât always easy. But somehow, the two of you always make it work.
Right?
-at the wind hashira estate-
âWe are almost there. Are you feeling alright?â
âOh, donât worry about me. Iâm just a little tired from walking, thatâs all!â
Truth is, your feet hurt like hell. Shinobu reported about women who donât even feel their baby until the second trimester. Why are your feet already swollen, your belly bloated, your guts constantly turning? And thereâs still so much ahead.
âLooks like Shinazugawa-sama received a new bunch of trainees after the other corps members all landed in Kocho-samaâs hospital wingâ, the kakushi next to you comments dryly.
âWas it really that bad?â
Of course you heard about the rather brutal training methods of your husband. After all, even the walls of his estate arenât thick enough to stop every single scream from reaching your ears. But stillâŠ
âIt was pretty bad. Some of the-â
Glass cracking. Screams from afar. Out of instinct, you pick up your pace until you dash towards your home, sweat now dripping from every pore. What happened? Is Sanemi alright? He wouldnât leash out on one of his students like that. Something must have happened. A demon? No, itâs still daytime. But what is it?
âHeâs back! Heâs back! That cold-blooded man! Lie down and pretend that youâve fainted!â, a blonde-haired boy screams while almost collapsing onto the floor.
âWhat are you talking about? Whatâs going on here?â, you press out.
Your lungs threaten to fail you, breath already tasting like pure iron.
Until your eyes find Genya.
Your guts twist and turn in every direction, almost force you to vomit all over the place. Genya shouldnât be here. Out of all people, it shouldnât be him. And whoâs the boy next to him. That familiar scar, youâve seen that boy before. Is it possible thatâŠ
âKamado Tanjiroâ, you breathe out.
Maybe that is even worse.
Your eyes dart around the area without an aim. Whereâs Sanemi? Did he find them already? They need to leave before he finds out that theyâre here, carry on with another hashira training.
âPlease stop now!â, Tanjiro suddenly shouts while stretching out his arm in defence.
An uneasy feeling crawls up your spine, the dark claws of sickening foreshadowing. All you can do is standing death still right where you are and watch in sheer horror as your husband stomps out of your estate motion.
Is that your husband you love and adore, though? You know how untamed he can get especially when getting confronted with his painful past. It was never easy for him to see Genya join the demon slayer corps or realize that his mother could have been saved like Tanjiroâs sister.
But never in your entire life have you seen him like this. The empty shell of your husband, muscles tensed to the maximum and his empty orbs directed towards the two boys in front of him.
In this very moment, youâd trust him to actually kill them.
âWhat are you going to do? Are you planning to kill Genya?â, Tanjiro continues passionately.
Your glossy orbs are set on your husband. Would he really do something like that? What if you witness the father of your unborn child taking the life of two other human beings? Your heart canât take it, knees threaten to fail you.
âHell no, Iâm not going to kill him. It would be easy enough to kill him, but since itâs against the rules and allâŠIâm going to ruin him beyond recovery!â
Until your blurry head finally makes a decision and allows your feet to run.
Straight towards the two boys.
Straight into the firing line.
Straight into the sight of your now maniac husband.
âYou wonât do any of these things, you hear me?â, you jeer at him with your new-found courage.
â(y/n)â, Genya breathes behind you.
âHow dare you to talk to innocent children like that, Sanemi?â
The man in front of you furrows his eyebrows, hands clenched into tight fists while taking a step towards you.
âGet lost. Right nowâ, he hisses through gritted teeth.
You swallow hard, all nerves now tingling in sheer horror. This is the first and last warning, without any doubt. The look on his stone-cold face tells you more than urgently that Sanemi isnât playing, that he doesnât want you here.
Maybe itâs best if you go back inside and pretend that nothing happened. He himself said that he wonât kill them, after allâŠ
âIâm not leavingâ, you bite back.
But that would mean leaving Genya alone. That would mean giving up all of your principles.
âWill you act out like this towards our child as well?â, you continue while growing bigger and bigger in front of the two boys.
He might be your husband, the love of your life. That doesnât mean youâll always have to do what he tells you, tough. Instinctively, you clench your hands into tight fists with your glossy eyes almost piercing through him. Enough is enough.
âIf our child acts as dumb as you do, I sure as hell will!â
Oh.
Your heart drops to the floor when a nauseous wave of agony hits you with full force. Sanemi is and has always been a hot-headed man who never thought twice about the things he said. But never, not even once in your entire relationship he insulted you.
Until now.
âIs this really how you feel about me? We should support each other, you should listen to me as well as-â
âSpare me with that bullshit, (y/n)â, Sanemi spits at you.
âGet.out.of.the.way. Canât you hear me?â
Itâs like you stop living for a moment. All this time, you did your best to understand him and his grief. Everything Sanemi does comes with a logical reason behind it, even though itâs hard to see from time to time. But lashing out at you like that?
âStop being so disrespectful to me right now. I am your wife-â
âRight now, youâre my problemâ, he jeers back.
âAnd now get off my sight and let me finish this real quick-â
You donât know what made you act the way you just did. Was it his cruel behaviour, the way his words cut through your heart like a thousand knives? Before your husband is even able to finish his sentence, your palm races towards his cheek with full force.
The world around you goes silent, frightful gazes glued onto you while you canât stop your tears from falling anymore.
âIs this how youâre acting around your pregnant wife by now, how youâll treat innocent children? If thatâs the live you chose, Iâm not a part of it anymoreâ, you hiss through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, the urge to get as far away from him as possible becomes unbearable. Your feet start sprinting towards the estate on your own, carry you into your now so empty-feeling bedroom.
And finally, you allow yourself to break down and cry.
Is this really the man you love, that youâd give your life for? Your shaky fingers caress your belly mindlessly.
You canât stay here. Not when Sanemi showed you a completely different face today. Not when this place doesnât feel like home anymore.
-a few hours later-
âFuck!â, Sanemi cries out on top of his lungs while dashing towards Obanai over and over.
Why canât he get your stupid words out of his mind? The way you stood there with tears in your eyes, how he was literally able to hear your heart crack when those damned words left his mouth. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you, to drag you into the fuckery with his little brother and that Kamado boy.
But why did he say all those dumb things, then?
âYou seem off, Shinazugawaâ, Obanai comments dryly, hitting the wind hashira with full force again.
âI guess I fucked upâ, Sanemi mumbles.
What if you wonât forgive him for today? Your last words haunt him since the moment you left him standing in the rain.
âI bet you can talk your way out of it-â
âHell nah. I donât think she wants to see me tonight.â
âDid you ask her, though?â
âWho the hell do you think you are anyway? Youâre the one to talk, not able to confess your feelings to Mitsuriâ, Sanemi barks at the man next to him.
âBut yeah, maybe I should get goingâŠâ
Coming home never fuelled him with so much fright. What if youâre still angry at him, if you refuse to even talk to him? Or even worse, what if youâll really leave him?
Sanemiâs guts turn in an instant, feet now picking up their pace with every step. He canât lose you. Not you, the light of his life. Not when you are the only ray of sunshine in this rotting hell. What the hell did he do? The fact that he even raised his voice at you is unforgivable.
Finally, his fingers grab the door that leads to your shared bedroom, finally heâs able to make up for his mistakes of today-
His eyes widen in sheer horror.
Youâre gone.
Right there where your head should rest, thereâs absolutely nothing.
Panic starts rising up his chest, forces his heart down his throat.
Did you leave?
He yanks out of your shared room, eyes roaming around each and every corner of your estate. But you arenât there. You arenât here.
âMy lady is at the love hashiraâs estate.â
Sanemi darts up immediately, greeted by the oh so familiar voice of your personal crow.
âIs she fine, why did she-â
âWith all due respect, I suggest you to control yourself before making any more insensitive comments to my lady-â
âWho the hell do you even think you are you-â
âYour earlier spoken words really troubled her and my lady certainly does not deserve that.â
Without another word, your crow disappears into the darkness of night again.
Sanemi swallows hard. Fuck, did he really hurt you that badly? He never wanted you to feel bad, never wanted to hurt you. Damn, he only wanted to show Genya and that Kamado boy their places. It shouldnât have hit you. Out of all people, why did he have to hurt you?
âI need to tell herâ, he mumbles under his breath before dashing towards the love hashira estate.
-at Mitsuriâs-
âI canât believe Shinazugawa said something like this to you, (y/n)! You are super far away from being dumb, after all! Here, eat another pancake and stay as long as you want.â, Mitsuri babbles while handing you another plate.
Your dry eyes are barely able to stay open any longer. All the grief, explaining, fighting and crying did apparently really wear you out. Good for you Mitsuriâs estate is near by and you just know sheâll always open her arms for you.
âThank you so much for taking me in, Kanroji. I really donât deserve your kindnessâ, you sniffle.
âYou have to be joking, (y/n)! Itâs my duty as your friend to be there for you anytime you need me! And also, I-â
Three violent knocks on Mitsuriâs wooden door almost send you over the edge. Itâs past after midnight, the time closer to the morning than evening. Who would knock on Mitsuriâs door this late at night?
âDo you think thatâs a demon?â, you mutter in horror, both pairs of eyes set on the door.
âI donât think so. Letâs see!â
Before youâre able to stop Mitsuri, she rips open the door.
And reveals no other than your husband.
âSanemiâ, you breathe out.
Tears start swelling up your eyes in an instant when a flood of memories crushes you all over again. Just a few hours ago, your husband made very clear that he doesnât want to see you again anytime soon. How did he find out that youâre here?
â(y/n), can weâŠhave a talk?â, he mumbles with icy voice.
âDo you want to leave me?â, you blurt out.
âWhat?â
Is that really how you feel, what you think of him? That heâll turn his back on you after a fight? He did say all those nasty things to you, though.
âI think Iâm going out andâŠcook!â, Mitsuri announces while sprinting out of the door, leaving you alone in the room with all that tension and him.
Him, the man you love more than anything else in this world. And also him, who broke your heart like he never did before.
âYou have to be kidding meâ, Sanemi mutters under his breath.
You turn away before you lose your composure completely.
âWhy are you here, Sanemi?â
âDo you really think Iâm here to dump you!? You, my pregnant wife!? You canât be fucking serious about that!â
In the matter of seconds, you find yourself surrounded by his usual so comforting arms that now hurt like daggers against your skin.
âPlease, let me go, I canât do this ri-â
â(y/n), please.â
His suffocated voice forces your eyes to dart upwards.
Instantly, your heart drops to the floor.
Is this really your husband, crying against your shoulder while pressing your body against his?
âIâm sorry for all the shit Iâve said, Iâm sorry for making you feel this way. Iâd never leave you, not when Iâm even lucky for calling you mine. I shouldnât have dragged you into this, I justâŠI just canât stand themâŠâ
âSanemiâŠâ
âAnd I get that I donât deserve you and that Iâm a jerk for hurting you. I know you couldâve had every man you wanted-â
âSanemi!â, you snap at him, holding onto his face tightly.
âBut youâre the one I wantâ, you finally cry out.
âBut your words hurt me. Is this really how you feel about me? Do you really think Iâm a burden?â
âI was out of my fucking mind for saying that to you! Youâre my blessing, my everything, the sunshine in this rotting hell. YouâreâŠYouâre my wife, right?â
That innocent look on his now tear-soaked face runs shivers down your spine, reminds you that even though he acted out today, this man is still the Sanemi Shinazugawa you fell in love with years ago.
âI am your wifeâ, you press out before a new wave of tears haunts you down.
âIâm so sorry, (y/n). So so sorryâ, he mutters again and again while kissing every tear away that escapes your eyes.
âAnd Iâll never talk to you like that again, I promise.â
âWill you promise to not treat Tanjiro and Genya like that ever again too?â
Sanemi shifts his weight underneath you, his orbs growing hard again. Was this too much to ask for? No. Even though you love Sanemiâs rough side as well, he simply canât do something like this again. Not when youâre his wife, not when you are expecting his first very own child.
âI will. But only if these jerks leave me aloneâ, he grumbles before giving you a passionate kiss.
âThat might be manageable. I want to go home nowâŠâ
âNo problem, Iâll carry you-â
âYou really donât have to carry me-â
âOh, but I sure as hell will.â
âHAVE A GOOD NIGHT YOU TWO! AND DONâT ACT LIKE A JERK AGAIN, SHINAZUGAWA!â
âDid you have to tell her everything?â
âSheâs my friend, Sanemi. Of course I had to.â
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Best Friends Share Everything
Male Reader x Yunjin x Karina
Tags: 18k, smut, creampie, oral, threesome, tw
The story is not ours, we alternate the original story to match our desired settings.
Yunjin tugged at her clothes. âLook, canât we just get naked again? This shirt itches. And these pants are too tight.â
âIâm not comfortable either, but your friend will be here soon. We can put up with it for one evening.â I said, âAnd then I get to undress you. I hardly ever get to do that anymore. Taking off your clothes always feels like Christmas.â
Yunjin smiled and shook her head, then went back to tidying up her living room. I turned back to preparing dinner before her best friend arrived.
Hearing Yunjin complain about wearing clothes was such a remarkable change from the shy, reluctant girl Iâd met only three months before. When we first met, I discovered a girl inhibited by years of shame, guilt and fear about sex and men instilled by her extremely strict upbringing. She had barely dated anyone, and had only had sex couple times with the same inexperienced guy.
After our weekend of camping and sexual adventure, she became a changed woman. Yunjin still felt some shame when we were together, but the fear was gone and she was rapidly releasing her pent-up desires and curiosity about sex. Such a beautiful transformation to witness. I admired her courage and loved that I was the target of Yunjinâs blossoming sexual freedom.
Surprisingly, the nudity helped. It was new to us both, but whether she was at my place or hers, she insisted we shuck off our clothes the moment we closed the apartment door. Just doing normal things without clothes felt great, and somehow it helped us to be more open with each other. It was more difficult to keep secrets when all your intimate bits are on full display. We were so used to being naked that it wasnât sexual, just, freeing.
Regardless, I still caught myself staring at her beauty. Yunjin had modest boobs with an unusually narrow waist that flared out to womanly hips and an ass that was broad and toned. I could look at her all day and never grow tired.
Yunjin had invited her best friend Karina for dinner as a thank you, of sorts. I knew Karina a little through one of my close friends, and it was her who suggested Yunjin and I should meet.
âYou did actually talk to her before, right?â asked Yunjin as she fussed, straightening up her apartment.
I was at her stove, cooking. I called back, âOnly a few times. Itâs my friend who really knows her. She was there many times when we went out drinking.â
âDid you ever ask her out?â
âCâmon, she would have told you that. Sheâs your best friend. No, I never got to know her that well. I thought she was already taken.â
âOh, sheâs constantly âtakenâ. Then âuntakenâ. And âtakenâ again. She never keeps a guy for long.â
âBut sheâs gorgeous,â I said.
Itâs true. Karina was a beauty: tall with elegant features, tight ass, big boobs. She was a walking wet dream to most guys.
âYou know, youâre not supposed to tell your girlfriend that another woman is gorgeous.â
âOh, right. Sorry. What I meant to say was that I could see how some guys might find her attractive, but sheâs a bitch compared to the radiant, heart stopping beauty of my lovely, funny and brilliant Yunjin.â
A couch cushion sailed from the living room and hit me in the back of my head.
âHey!â I exclaimed. âNo disturbing the chef or dinner will be ruined.â I tossed the cushion back to Yunjin.
âSince itâs you cooking, dinner is probably already ruined.â
âOuch. Câmon, you have to admit I do okay for a guy. Of course, I donât have your genetic advantage.â
Yunjin looked puzzled. âWhat?â
âYou know⊠the cooking and cleaning genes that women possess. No guy can ever compete with that.â
Yunjin opened her mouth to say something but then looked at the can of furniture polish in her hand and at her made appetiser laid out on the coffee table.
We were still laughing and calling each other mean names when the bell rang.
Yunjin let Karina in and she kissed her on the cheek. When I extended my hand to shake hers, Karina pulled me close and kissed my cheek too.
âSo, youâre the guy who saved Yunjin.â
âNice to see you again, Karina,â I said. âSave her? I prefer to think that Iâll be the ruin of her. Bet her parents think that already.â
Karina smiled. âThey would if they knew what you two have been doing.â
I went back to cooking and let the girls talk. When the food was ready, Karina helped us serve. We opened some cheap wine, then I proposed a toast.
âTo Karina. Who insisted Yunjin and I meet and is therefore the cause of her imminent ruin.â The girls chuckled then we clinked glasses.
From the few brief times I had talked to Karina before, I knew she was brash and straightforward, so I was a little anxious. I needed to make a good impression since the pair had been best friends since high school. Karina studying me intensely at the start of dinner didnât help, but soon she was joking and telling embarrassing stories about Yunjin as if all of us were old friends.
âI never knew that getting your brains fucked out would have changed you so much, Yunjin.â Karina said and eyed me for a reaction.
Yunjin gasped, âKarina!â
âWell, itâs true,â said Karina. âYouâve changed so much since hooking up with this guy. Iâve tried so many times to draw you out of your shell. Guess thatâs whatâs made us such good friends, huh? Guy troubles.â
I poured us all more wine and said, âOkay, Karina, thatâs what I donât get. Youâre beautiful and you seem to have your act together, yet Yunjin says you have trouble finding good guys. But everyone must be tripping over themselves for you.â
Karina paused, then said, âYeah, thatâs the problem.â
âUhâŠâ
Yunjin said, âWhat she means is, Karina attracts every asshole in the universe. What is it you call your theory?â
âThe âToo Fucking Prettyâ Syndrome,â said Karina.
âYeah, that, Arrogant assholes are always trying to get in her pants. And nice guys think they donât stand a chance so they stay away.â said Yunjin.
âGuys have been hitting on me since I was like, eight.â
âWell, thatâs disgusting,â I said.
âWelcome to my world. Everywhere its cat-calls on the street and macho dipshits who want to claim me as their trophy.â
I paused. âYou know⊠to be honest, I think Iâm guilty of that too. I never even considered approaching you when we hung out at the bars with Doyun.â
âSee? Now if you had, maybe itâd be me telling Yunjin how happy I am, instead of the other way around.â
I didnât know how to process that bizarre comment, so I said âBut you can approach guys too. And online itâs easy.â
âOh, it is. But guys see my pictures and think theyâre fake, or Iâm trolling. But I shouldnât complain. I have found a few good guys.â Karina replied.
âWell, thatâs great.â I said.
âOne guy moved away, another guys challenging him.â
âChallenging him?â
âThe âhey baby, drop that loser and come get with a real manâ thing. And when the assholes didnât take âgo fuck yourselfâ for an answer, there was always a fistfight. He got tired of it. So did another guy I saw for a while.â
âWell,â I said. âThen I guess youâre screwed. Either you make yourself ugly, which would take an awful lot of work, or give up and become a nun. I hear thereâs a big demand for nuns right now.â
Karina scoffed and Yunjin threw an eye at me.
Yunjin laughed, âYouâre such an asshole.â
âAre all this guyâs jokes this same âdad jokeâ level of quality?â Karina said.
âOh, mostly,â said Yunjin. âImagine how bad the jokes would be if he ever did become a dad? Iâd have to leave him.â
Karina cast a catty look at Yunjin
âFrom what you told me; you almost did make him a dad.â
Yunjin blushed and lowered her eyes.
âYeah⊠that was bad. Iâm on the pill now.â
I interrupted. âHold on there. Just how much did Yunjin tell you about our camping trip?â
âEverything,â said Karina and Yunjin in unison.
âYunjin!? what the hell?â I said, dumbfounded.
âWhat? Sheâs my best friend. We tell each other everything.â
âWell, shit. Now I feel completely exposed.â
âOh yeah, speaking of that,â said Karina, âYou know, Yunjin, at school you never even got naked in the locker room. Always covered up with a towel. Then you spend a whole weekend naked with this guy? Did he hypnotize you or something?â
I leaned back and rested my hands behind my head. âItâs just my charisma and masculine charm.â
âOh, ew,â said Karina, wrinkling her nose.
âYou should try it!â Yunjin said, âIt was really weird at first but then you feel, well⊠free. Not a care in the world.â
Karina eyed me. âNot with some guyâs âdickâ waggling at me all the time.â
âBut itâs not like that,â said Yunjin. âWell, okay, maybe at first. But then it becomes normal andââ
Karina interrupted. âSounds like youâve been reading propaganda or something.â
âI donât know,â Yunjin said. âI just know that we like it.â
âWe? You mean it wasnât just that weekend? Youâre still walking around all naked even now?â
Yunjin blushed again. âWell⊠yeah. Itâs just normal for us now. I guess weâve kinda, like it, when weâre alone.â
âSo, if I wasnât hereâŠâ said Karina.
Yunjin shrugged, ââŠweâd be naked right now.â
Karina sat back in her chair and exhaled. âHoly shit. You two are crazy.â
The wine flowed as the conversation progressed. Karina was clearly intrigued, so I said, âItâs not a big deal. Why donât you just try it?â
She rolled her eyes. âYeah, I bet youâd like that.â
âWell, not now!â I said, âNo, I mean try going without clothes at home sometime. Like Yunjin said, it becomes normal pretty quickly. Even my âdickâ used to it.â I smiled.
If we hadnât all been a little drunk, we wouldnât have been having such a conversation. But we were all feeling a little loose.
When dinner was cleaned up, Yunjin and I joined Karina on the couch with a fresh bottle of wine. We chatted and joked, getting to know each other, even getting into arguments about some stuff. Like Yunjin, Karina was funny and smart on current events. She made some well-considered arguments during the conversations, always with a wry sense of humour. I liked her immediately.
Karina took a gulp then said, âSo how would we do this?â
âDo what?â Yunjin asked.
âGet naked. You say itâs so great. I want to try.â
âWhat, now? You should just do it at home.â
âBut thatâs not the same, is it? Iâm naked at home every time I take shower. Doing it around other people is the thing. And to you two itâs normal, so⊠why not?â
I was shocked, and Yunjin, looking at me, seemed equally surprised.
âKarina, are you serious?â asked Yunjin.
âWe always share everything, right? And where else could I try such a thing with people I know and can trust? So, how do we do this?â
âUh, well, I donât know. If we were to do it, I guess we could turn off the lights and see if you were comfortable.â I said.
âOkay.â
Yunjin looked at me, unsure. âKarina, itâs not a big deal for us. But I donât want you to feel uncomfortable.â
âOh relax. Iâm a big girl. And like you said, itâs only skin. Just turn off the lights.â
So we turned off every light in the apartment. Only the dim night-time glow of the city through the windows lit the room. Yunjin and I undressed. It felt so good to get everything off. I took the clothes into her bedroom.
When I returned, Yunjin hugged me, her naked body warm against mine.
âThink sheâll be okay?â she asked.
âWhoâs speaking, please?â I joked, groping Yunjinâs face. âIâm more concerned I wonât get to see any of her at all. Itâs so dark in here.â
We looked over and Karina was a silhouette at the windows, looking out. Then she took a breath and stripped, putting her clothes on a chair. She went back to the window, her slender body an enticing outline, and stood toying with a gold chain she had kept around her neck.
Yunjin and I sat on the couch and sipped our drinks. After a few minutes, Karina came over. There was barely enough light to see even shadows. I expected Karina to sit in one of the chairs on the other side of the coffee table, but she plopped down right beside me on the couch.
âSo,â she said. âHowâs that âdickâ of yours?â
We laughed.
âQuite a way to spend an evening,â Karina said. âSitting here naked beside my best friendâs boyfriend. And Yunjin over there⊠a few months ago she was certain sheâd be dragged to hell if she even looked at a guy. Now sheâs sitting here, tits out, sipping wine like itâs nothing.â
âIâve been pushing my comfort zone, like you always said I should. Anyway, now thatâs weâre all, uh, comfortable, we do have a dessert prepared if youâre interested.â Yunjin said
âOh yeah! The best part of every meal.â said Karina. âWhatâve you got?â
âChocolate fondue,â answered Yunjin.
âYou two planned all of this, didnât you? Whatâs next, a game of naked Twister?â
Once we finished laughing at that, Yunjin got the little fondue pot and tray of fruit from the kitchen, setting it on the coffee table. She lit the candle under the pot where it cast enough light for me to see Karina more clearly. Her breasts were beautiful: large for her slender body but perfectly shaped.
âIâve never had this,â said Karina. âHow do we do this?â
âItâs easy,â said Yunjin. âTake a fork, spear some fruit from the tray, dip it in the chocolate. We have pineapple, orange slices, strawberries, grapes and gum drops.â
âGum drops are fruit?â
âThey are when youâve run out of fruit.â
âHere you go,â I said, handing Karina one of the long fondue forks. âCareful where you aim that thing.â
âSame to you, Iâve got bigger targets than you.â She glanced towards her boobs.
We started eating. I turned to Yunjin and fed her a chocolate covered strawberry. She fed me a grape in return. Karina dipped some pineapple into chocolate and moved it towards her mouth. I watched as a glob of chocolate dripped onto one breast.
Karina saw me looking at her boob. I glanced up at her, then licked my lips like a puppy, giving her a pleading, hopeful look.
âOh for fuckâs sake,â she laughed. âDonât get any ideas. Got a napkin?â
Yunjin had been watching. Suddenly, she leaned across me and licked the chocolate from her friendâs boob.
Karina recoiled, covering her breast. âYunjin, What the hell?â
Yunjin giggled. âSorry, weâre all out of napkins.â
âOh my God. You really are a changed woman.â
Then Karina noticed I was looking at her expectantly.
âWhat?â she said.
âI get to do the next one.â
Karina leaned forward and speared a strawberry. She twirled it in the chocolate then taking very deliberate aim, held it high above my lap and let a dollop of warm chocolate fall right onto the tip of my cock.
We sat there for a moment, all of us looking down at my chocolate covered dick.
Then Yunjin looked at Karina and said, âFlip a coin?â
Both girls mustâve thought that was hilarious.
âSee if I ever get naked with you two again,â I said. I started to get up to look for a napkin but Karina pulled me back down, grinning wickedly. She lowered her head then licked the chocolate right off the tip of my cock.
âKarina!â exclaimed Yunjin.
Karina sat back up and said, âA good guest always cleans up her own messes.â She looked at me to gauge my reaction.
Yunjin stuck two fingers into the chocolate and reached across me to smear it on her friendâs boobs. Karina did the same to Yunjin, and when she leaned across me, her large chocolate-covered tit slid across my chest and coated me. So I pulled her head to my chest and rubbed her face against it. Karina then sat up, grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me right into her soft messy boobs, rubbing my face all around.
When it was over, the three of us had chocolate all over our faces and chests. We sat back laughing.
Yunjin came to her senses first. âOkay, everybody stand up! I donât want to get any on the couch.â
We stood up and Yunjin turned on a table lamp. While she leaned over to examine the couch, Karina and I stood facing each other. It was the first time we were in full light since taking off our clothes. We stood there, inspecting each otherâs bodies. Even smeared with chocolate, Karina was stunning and judging from the trimmed patch between her legs. Karina also checked me out in detail, wearing a slightly hungry expression.
âWell, weâre lucky,â Yunjin said, âNone got on the couch.â She stood up and Karina and I looked away from each other.
âA food fight, tsk tsk tsk, Totally childish, you guysâ said Yunjin.
âYou started it,â Karina said, âBut it was fun! I havenât had a food fight before, and⊠naked Infront of peopleâ
âYes, I can cross that off my bucket list,â I said.
âYou had ânaked chocolate food fight with two girlsâ on your bucket list?â asked Karina.
âWell, yeah. Every guy does.â
Karina shook her head and shared a look with Yunjin. âMen,â they said, shaking their heads.
âOkay,â said Yunjin. âLetâs get cleaned up.â When she saw Karina and I glance at each otherâs chocolate covered bodies, she added âand no, no one is using their tongue.â
âAwww,â Karina and I said in unison.
âCome on, Karina. Weâll show you the shower.â
âCan you turn that light off?â Karina asked.
âOh, yes. Sorry.â Yunjin switched off the table lamp. Our night vision ruined, each of us were again only shadows.
âThanks,â said Karina. âIâm still getting used to this nudity thing. It does help to keep the lights off.â
âWell,â I said, âweâre not going to find the bathroom without some light.â I lit a candle and held in front of me as I led the way to Yunjinâs bathroom.
Yunjin started the shower while I set the candle on the counter. While Yunjin adjusted the water, I noticed Karina looking at me again, a wistful expression on her face. She was fingering her gold chain.
âOkay, Karina. Go on in.â Yunjin said.
Karina got a mischievous look. âLetâs shower together.â
âAre you serious?â
âCome on! Weâve already seen each other. Itâll be quicker.â Karina grabbed my hand and tugged me into the shower behind her.
âHang on,â Yunjin said from the other side of the shower curtain, âI have to get towels.â
Karina stood under the shower, water streaming down her lovely body in the dim candle light. She pulled me close and looked up at me with a serious expression.
âHi,â she said. It was almost a whisper.
âUh, hi, Karina,â I said, unsure of what she was doing.
Yunjin stepped in behind us.
âCome get wet you two,â said Karina.
Three people in the apartmentâs little bathtub shower was a tight fit. It took some awkward maneuver for each of us to take turns under the water. I was standing under the spray, soaping Yunjinâs firm breasts as Karina soaped her back. I reached lower and ran my soapy fingers between Yunjinâs legs. She squirmed a little, and then forced my hand away, shaking her head as she glanced back towards Karina.
âWe donât want her to feel uncomfortable,â she whispered.
I spun us around until Yunjin was under the spray, my back to Karina. Yunjin soaped up my chest while Karina began cleaning my back. Yunjin briefly ran her hand over my dick, trying not to excite me. Behind, Karina pressed her breasts against my back and started kneading my ass.
âNo fair, guys,â Karina complained. âNo one is cleaning me.â
So I traded places with Karina, putting her between Yunjin and me. I looked towards Yunjin to see if it was okay, but she was busy washing her best friendâs back. Karina grabbed my hands and placed them right on her breasts. She gave a deep sigh then just stood there as I slid my soapy hands all over them, feeling their firmness, their weight, her warmth. Karina eyes never once left mine.
Behind her, Yunjin said, âOkay, Iâm clean. Karina, Iâll get out so you can rinse off. She stepped out the curtain. Karina backed herself under the water, pulling me with her. Suddenly she reached up and pulled me into a deep kiss. Surprised, I hugged her but then pulled back. She looked at me, her eyes searching mine.
I glanced towards the closed shower curtain and whispered, âKarina, what are you doing?â
She took a deep breath and said âI⊠I donât know.â She hugged me and rested her head against my chest. Then she released me, rinsed off quickly and stepped out.
I was more than half-hard now, so I turned the shower on full cold and willed my dick to relax. When I stepped out, both girls were almost dry. Yunjin handed me a towel. She looked down and noticed that I was still a little excited. Again, she shook her head in warning, indicating Karina behind her who was bending over toweling off her hair.
Back in the living room, we sat and drank more wine to the light of a candle. Instead of sitting beside me on the couch, this time Karina chose to sit in the chair opposite us. Was she upset by our experience in the shower? I couldnât tell.
âSo this is what two do when youâre together,â said Karina.
âWell, usually by this time weâre in bed.â Yunjin said, then she covered her mouth when she realized what she had said.
âOops. Sorry.â
Karina shook her head. âItâs so amazing to hear you talk like that, Yunjin. Itâs amazing youâre actually⊠you know,â
Yunjin snorted. âWhat?â
âWell, you didnât like it when I said you were fucking each otherâs brains out.â
Yunjin shook her head in disapproval.
âSee? Anyway, Iâm happy for you. Youâve held yourself back way too long.â
âThanks, Karina. Iâm getting used to it. Itâs all been pretty wonderful.â
âSo youâve been telling me â In great detail.â
âYunjin, you donât actually have to tell Karina everything, you know. Iâd like to think we maybe have a few secrets.â I said.
âOh we do, I still havenât told her you started to⊠oh, never mind.â
âStarted toâŠ?â Karina asked.
Yunjin looked down sheepishly and said, âUh, you know. Use his mouth. Down there.â
âHoly shit, Yunjin, Some things you can keep private, you know.â I said.
âWell, letâs see. You run around naked every chance you get; she likes giving you blowjobs because of how cute you look when you come. Doggy style is your favorite position, girl on top is hers, but she wonât do anal. And now youâre eating her out. Did I miss anything?â Karina said.
Yunjinâs mouth hung open, mortified.
âYou like it?â Karina asked.
âWhat?â
âWhen he uses his mouth â Down there.â
âUh, well. Itâs actually pretty fantastic. He makes me come every time.â
Karina looked surprised. âBullshit. Not every time.â
âWell, yes. So far.â
Karina sighed. âWow. No guy has ever made me come.â
Yunjin exclaimed âBut youâve been with lots of guys.â
Karina wrinkled her nose. âNot âlotsâ. But most have been too interested in getting themselves off to bother much with me.â
âBut fucking, er, I meanâŠâ
âThat never does it for me.â
âOh it does for me.â said Yunjin. âNot every time, of course, but often enough.â
âBut him eating you out does every time? So come on, tell me. What does he do, exactly? Guys have done that to me and itâs just been kind of⊠meh.â
âUh, ladies, come on nowâŠâ
Ignoring me, Yunjin said, âWell, I donât really know. Itâs not like I take notes. He just⊠does things. Lots of things. And then Iâm gone.â
Karina turned to me, âSo? Whatâs the secret? How can you make her come every time?â
I sighed. âClearly there arenât going to be any secrets with you two. So, okay. How can I explain something like that? I guess I just try to figure out what she likes best. Then I tease a little⊠you know, get her close, make her want it, take my time.â
âAnd you like doing it?â
âOh yeah.â I looked at Yunjin. âI could come just watching Yunjin when she gets excited.â
Yunjin kissed me on the cheek, eyes gleaming in the candlelight.
Yunjin thought for a moment. She leaned against me then whispered, âWe could show her, you know.â
âHuh?â
âShow her. You canât tell her what you do. So maybe can she just⊠see for herself?â
âOkay, no more wine for you, Yunjin.â
âWhat? Sheâs already seen us naked, and weâve already done some crazy things tonight. Sheâs my best friend.â She turned to Karina, âWe could show you, then maybe you could teach the next guy youâre with.â
Karina sat, mouth half open. But clearly she was interested. She looked at me and blinked. âUh, sure. So, uh, you mean make a video or something?â
I looked at Yunjin. She was looking at me with excited eyes.
âNo,â she said. âWho would hold the camera? I mean, he could just do it with me and you could, uh, you know⊠watch?â
âYunjin,â I said, âI think you might just want to show off for your friend. Or youâve discovered a voyeuristic side. Letâs not do anything youâll regret later.â
âItâs just us here,â she said. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear, âand Iâm so horny. So, either we kick Karina out right now, or in three seconds sheâs going to watch me fuck you right on this couch.â
I whispered back, âBut thatâs not what you want her to see, is it?â Yunjin just looked at me, breathing with excitement.
I sighed, then stood and pulled Yunjin to her feet. âKarina, weâre going to the bedroom. I think Yunjin wants you to follow.â
âAnd you?â said Karina. âWould you be okay with that?â
âI donât even know. Itâs not like weâve ever done anything even remotely like this. But Iâll do anything for Yunjin if it makes her happy, and I guess it is just us after all. Guess weâll just have to see.â
I led Yunjin down the dark hallway into her bedroom, leaving the door wide. We lit the candles we always kept in her room and stripped the covers off the bed. I hugged and kissed her deeply. She was breathing heavily and looking at me with longing.
Yunjin lay on the bed and spread her knees. I got on top of her and we embraced and kissed. When I reached down, I discovered she was already completely wet. She ran her hand lovingly over my cheek.
âDo it. Please. Eat me. Make me cum.â
I slid down between her legs. Yunjinâs delightful little pussy was glistening in the candlelight, Then I felt the bed shift and beautiful, naked Karina was right beside me. I was so enraptured with Yunjin Iâd forgotten she was still with us. Karina looked up at Yunjin, and then looked at me.
Her tongue wet her lips. âShow me,â she whispered.
I reached out with two fingers and stroked down along the mound of Yunjinâs clit. Yunjin moaned and pushed her hips up off the bed. I stroked her with my thumb then lightly licked her clit with just the tip of my tongue. As always, Yunjin responded so beautifully, gasping, writhing, and trying to push my face into her as I teased, licked and massaged her clit. I kept at her for several minutes, playing, doing things I knew she loved, experimenting with other things to see how she would react, bringing her to the edge and trying to keep her there without going over.
Karina had her head propped on one elbow, watching me and occasionally looking up at Yunjin squirming and panting. When I paused to keep her from going over, Yunjin looked down and reached for Karina.
âItâs so good,â she breathed, squeezing her friendâs hand.
I went back to her. This time I inserted two fingers into her little opening and started finger fucking her as I gently sucked and tongued her clit. When I raked my thumb up along her asshole, Yunjin arched her back as her tunnel started squeezing my fingers rhythmically in orgasm.
âHuuuuh,â she groaned, mashing my head to her. She never let go of her friendâs hand while her breath caught, head flung back and body rigid in orgasm. I watched, enraptured, almost coming myself seeing my wonderful girl in such bliss.
When Yunjin regained her senses, she looked down and saw Karina and me looking back at her. She turned her head and covered her eyes in embarrassment.
âOh God,â she said. âDonât look at me.â
âThat was beautiful,â said Karina, quietly. She squeezed Yunjinâs hand. âIâve never seen anything like it.â
At this point I was hard and in need of relief. I didnât care if her friend was thereâI needed to fuck my Yunjin.
I slid up on top of her, my dick easily finding her opening by itself, and pushed into her warmth. Yunjin wrapped an arm around me, trapped me with her legs and welcomed me. I rutted and pushed as she clung, urging me on, her tight tunnel further fueling my hunger. I pulled her legs up, placing her knees against her ears and started fucking her even deeper. There was no thought or reason then, just a blind need to possess and satisfy my lust.
Yunjin gasped, moaned, and pushed her hips up against mine, urging me on. We fucked like bunny in heat, so in love, so in lust. Then finally, I pushed into her as deep as I could and with a growl, flooded her womb with cum, blast after blast. Yunjin ground against me and moaned, eagerly accepting all I could give her.
I collapsed onto her and tried to regain my senses. We kissed and hugged, laughing, caressing, staring into each otherâs eyes.
Finally, I slipped out of her and rolled off onto my back, right onto Yunjin and Karinaâs outstretched arms. The two had held hands the entire time I was fucking Yunjin.
I lifted and they pulled their arms out from under me. I glanced over at Karina. She looked happy, and⊠hungry. It was my turn to feel embarrassed.
âSorry,â I said. âLetting you see that wasnât part of the deal.â
Karina said nothing. She just caressed my cheek and pressed her body against mine as she reached an arm across and hugged Yunjin and me.
Yunjin lifted her head. Exhausted, she asked, âSo, did you see?â
âI saw. oh, did I ever see. Itâs like some porn movie with you guys.â She paused. âActually, itâs nothing like porn. Youâre so⊠loving. Tender. Except for that last part. I thought he was going to break you in half.â
The three of us lay in silence as the candles cast wavering shadows around the room. Karina clung to my side, arm across my chest, head on my shoulder, while absently pushing her hips against my leg. Yunjin cuddled against my other side.
Karina started to get up. âIâll leave you love birds alone now.â
Yunjin reached over to grasp her arm. âStay.â
âItâs okay, Yunjin. You guys need your alone time. Besides, if I donât get out of here right now, Iâm going to jump your boyfriend.â
Yunjin gave her friend a sympathetic look then pulled my face to hers. She studied my face for a moment then whispered, âDo it to her.â
âWhat?â I whispered back. âFuck your friend?â
âLick her. She said no guy has ever made her come. You could do it⊠I know you could. And I know you like her.â
Yunjin seemed serious, but I said, âThatâs going way too far.â
âWhy? She likes you too, you know. A lot. I see it. But itâs okay. Sheâs my best friend.â
I still couldnât tell if Yunjin really meant what she was saying. So I decided to test her.
I turned to face Karina. Then I looked down at her pussy, back up to her face and licked my lips, giving her a pleading, hopeful look like a puppy whoâd eyed a forbidden meal.
Karina chucked. âOh for fuckâs sake,â she laughed. Then, âNo way. You canât be serious.â She looked past me to Yunjin.
Yunjin was still holding Karinaâs arm. âItâs okay,â she said.
âLet him really show you. Make you come.â
Karina looked back to me and saw my expression. I wanted to⊠I really am, especially now that it was clear that Yunjin was okay with it.
I stroked Karinaâs cheek lovingly. She blinked, and then closed her eyes, pushing her face against my hand. After a long pause, she took a breath and lay back on the bed, pushing my head down.
âGo. Do it. But it wonât work.â
I could not believe what was happening. I slid down and positioned myself between Karinaâs legs but it felt surreal. I fully expected Karina or Yunjin to change their minds at any moment. But Yunjin propped herself up to watch, her excitement visible, then nodded encouragement.
Karina was looking down at me too, mouth half-open, eyes filled with anticipation. I decided then I would try to make her come harder than she had ever come in her life.
Karinaâs pussy was exquisite, a work of art. From her trimmed patch of hair to her shape, so different from Yunjin. It was a beautiful sight, and the scent of her arousal excited me even more.
I started gently with just fingers and the palm of my hand, teasing, massaging, exploring. Karina gave little gasps and moans, her hips rising and falling.
Karina sighed, âOkay. Okay. Thatâs⊠nice. Oh⊠oh shit. Good. Thatâs⊠ohmygod, yes do that. Thatâs⊠hunnghâŠâ She stroked my hair and tilted her hips to give me better access as her ability to speak faded.
I started exploring and playing with determination, trying different things, trying to get a sense of what she liked best. But everything seemed to drive Karina on. She was gasping and puffing and groaning, trying to mash my face into her. I kept at her, teasing at first, then diving in insistently.
Glancing up, I saw and Yunjin right beside her, watching her friendâs face and holding her hand while Karina, eyes closed, grimaced, gasped, sighed and moaned.
I had always been able to read Yunjinâs reactions well, but Karina was like unexplored territory. I played and teased, trying things I knew Yunjin loved, trying other things just to see Karinaâs reactions. When I slid two fingers inside her and curled my fingers to massage her g-spot, within minutes Karina surprised me when she froze, lifting her hips. She came with a strangled grunt, her inner walls squeezing rhythmically as she pushed my face hard into her with one hand and gripped Yunjinâs with the other. Her breathing paused as her head flung back and she writhed and arched.
I held on until Karina let out an explosive breath and her body grew limp.
When I extracted my face from between her thighs and looked up, Karina and Yunjin were looking at me â Yunjin bright-eyed and proud, Karina looking like she had run a marathon. What a rewarding sight. I lay my head on Karinaâs toned tummy, staring up as her breathing was back to normal.
Then I slide lower to start on her again. Karina gasped when I licked her pussy to her clit then worked her to orgasm twice more in rapid succession. Finally, she pushed me away.
âEnough. Oh my god, stop. Youâre going to kill me.â
I wiped my mouth and slid up between the two girls.
Yunjin was beaming. âThat was amazing,â she said.
Karina was panting, her skin flushed and her eyes glassy. One hand toyed absently with a breast. I was rock hard, of course, and Yunjin noticed my distress. But when I indicated that I wanted to fuck her again, Yunjin pushed me towards her friend.
âGo ahead,â she whispered. âShe needs that too.â
I was beyond arguing the merits of what we were doing. I rolled over onto Karinaâs side.
She opened her eyes and looked at me quizzically.
âHi,â I said. âSo, was that a little better than doing it yourself?â
Karina said nothing. She just grabbed my head and kissed me. I kissed her back, stroking her hair, her face, her tits, and then her pussy lips. While we kissed, I worked myself halfway on top of her. Karina then opened her legs, I settled between them, kissing and stroking her the entire time.
Despite having come in Yunjin not long ago, I was beyond hard. I was hesitant to fuck Karina but then I felt Yunjinâs hand grasp my cock and slide me up and down her best friendâs slit then position me at Karina entrance.
Karina pushed my head away from hers and said, âUh hey, you guys? ListenâŠâ
Yunjin whispered in my ear, âPush.â
âHuuuhhâŠâ Karina arched her back and spread her legs, taking me halfway inside her. I withdrew, then on the next stroke seated myself in her all the way. Karina pushed back on my chest, her mouth open and eyes wide, gurgling incoherently. I pulled out then pushed myself into her again.
âUuuh! God!â Karina breathed. She looked at me in wide-eyed wonder then wrapped her arms around my neck. Her eyes narrowed into a needful expression then she lay back and whispered, âOh, fuck it. Fuck me. Just⊠fuck me.â
Karina was tighter than Yunjin, and felt different in many other little ways. Her pussy resisted more each time I pushed in, and clung tighter when withdrew. I buried myself in her all the way and held myself there, Karina squeezed her inner muscles like she wanted to trap my cock there, nice and nestled in her depths. Then she pushed her hips back, drawing me deeper into her.
I fucked her urgently, insistently, hungrily. I tried to control the animal part of my brain, wanting it to last. That such a beautiful, delightful woman was letting me fuck her was mind-blowing. That she was Yunjinâs best friend, and I was fucking her with Yunjinâs permission was beyond incredible.
We kept at it, hard and soft, gently fornicating then giving into primal desire and rutting like starved beasts. We kissed, we embraced, we looked into each otherâs eyes. Was Yunjin jealous? No. She held Karinaâs hand throughout, sometimes stroking my cheek or back as I fucked her best friend. I let go of worry and focused completely on Karinaâs.
Soon Karinaâs movements became more desperate. I fucked her steadily, sometimes pulling out completely then pushing back and forth just inside her opening before sliding in deep. Then Karina inhaled a short gasp, wriggled against me hard and froze, clamping onto my dick as she came once more. I rammed into her once, twice, then was consumed by an eye-rolling, ball-draining orgasm, flooding the gorgeous, needful woman with everything I had left.
I stayed on top of Karina, weakened by the intensity of my orgasm, stroking her face and hair, giving her light kisses as we recovered. Then I slid over onto the bed between the girls, exhausted.
Yunjin snuggled to my side and kissed my cheek. âThank you,â she whispered. âShe really needed that.â
We rested for a while then I needed to get up to get us all water and find the bathroom. When I slid off the bed and got to my feet, I was treated to a memorable sight: my Yunjin and her very best friend flat on their backs, legs spread slightly, their pussies both leaking my cum.
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During the night I woke when Yunjin climbed on top of me. The candles must have burned down â it was completely dark. I was already rock hard. My sly girl had to have been playing with me while I slept. She lined me up with her opening and slid down carefully until she fully impaled herself on my cock. She felt tighter than usual and was very wet. Yunjin let out a heavy moan of satisfaction and started riding me â her favorite position. I reached up to massage her breasts as she used me for her pleasure. They were warm, firm and way, way too large. It wasnât Yunjin. It was Karina.
Karina slid her herself up and down, back and forth, milking my cock, taking her time. I massaged her incredible breasts, resigned to let her do what she needed. In the utter darkness, it was impossible to tell how long we went at it, but near the end I grabbed her waist and rolled Karina onto her back to take her hard. She held me tight, gasping and rutting as I fucked her until once again, I pumped her full of cum. We kissed tenderly until exhaustion overtook me.
I rolled off Karina and lay between the two girls. I held Karinaâs hand and reached over to rest my other hand on Yunjinâs sleeping form. In the morning we would need to come to terms with what we had done. But there in the middle of the night, the three of us lay together as friends and lovers and, for that moment at least, we were content.
âHon, wake up. Karinaâs gone.â
Yunjin awoke and stretched, the bed sheet falling to expose her lovely breast.
âUh? Gone? Whereâd she go?â
âShe was gone when I woke up.â
Yunjin yawned, trying to clear her head. Then she covered her eyes and groaned.
âOh no. What did we do?â
I touched her arm. âWe got a little carried away.â
âIâll say. Letting you sleep with my best friend, letting her watch us⊠what were we thinking?â
Yunjin groaned again. âAnd she left? Thatâs bad. Sheâs probably so embarrassed.â
âSomehow I donât think Karina gets embarrassed that easily.â
âOh, you donât know her. Weâve been friends forever. Sheâs outgoing, but sheâs no slut.â
âI didnât mean she was. We all just got⊠carried away, like you said. So should we talk to her?â
âItâs better if I talk to her first. Alone.â
âIf you say so, but Yunjin, how are you feeling about it?â
Yunjin stared at the ceiling. âI donât know. I should be horrified, right? But I think Iâm okay. I never thought weâd ever do anything like that, but it went so naturally. It seemed right.â
âI thought youâd need a lot more time to think about what we did.â
âI thought about it last night⊠after you and Karina fucked the second time.â
âYou were awake? Uh, I was going to tell you about thatâŠâ
âI know. You screwed her a second time.â
âActually, it was more like she screwed me. When I woke up Karina was already on top of me.â
âAnd I bet you fought really hard to push her off too,â said Yunjin, nudging me.
âI⊠at first I thought it was you! Honestly. I couldnât see anything, and you wake me up like that often enough.â
âYou thought it was me? Oh, thatâs so sweet! But then you realized it was Karina andâŠâ
ââŠand I couldnât stop her. I⊠to be honest, didnât really want to, either. Iâm sorry.â
âYou donât need to be sorry. I mean, I practically pushed you on her the first time. I think that means you had permission last night.â
âSo you just lay there and let us do it?â
âUh huh. Pretty hard to sleep with you two shaking the bed grunting, moaning. And well⊠it turned me on.â
âOh, did it?â
Yunjin blushed. âYeah. Donât know why, but the thought of you making Karina feel as good as you make me feel⊠itâs exciting. And last night was special. She hadnât been with anyone for so long. And she has a little crush on you, you know. Iâm glad we made her happy.â
âHappy is not exactly the word Iâd use. So, what does this mean?â
âWhat?â
âI mean, youâre okay with me sleeping with other women now? I can hit the bars and sleep with anyone I want?â
Yunjin wrinkled her nose. âGross! No, of course not.â
âThen what, Yunjin?â
She considered. âWell, Karinaâs my best friend. Youâre my boyfriend. Last night was just between us.â
âSo, if I slept with anyone elseâŠâ
âIâd cut your dicks off and leave you to bleed out...â
âYunjin!â
âIâm not sharing you with just anyone. Youâre the only good guy Iâve ever found. But Karina⊠well, weâve always told each other everything, shared everything.â She paused. âLast night we just went too far. But itâs not like it will ever happen again. She just needed some attention.â
âI think I get it,â I said. âBut look, Iâve got this good friend whoâs always wanted to screw youâŠâ
Yunjin gasped. âIâm not sleeping with any of your friends!â
âGood. And I donât want you to. So weâre clear: you were okay âsharingâ me with your best friend, but Iâm not okay sharing you at all. Youâre mine, okay?â
âOkay,â said Yunjin, and kissed me. âI want to be yours. I donât need anyone else. Besides, it was just one night. Oh! Iâd better call her.â
Yunjin found her phone. âSheâs not answering. And sheâs offline. Oh! We slept in. Iâll be late for yoga. Iâll talk to Karina there.â
âYou never told me Karina was in your yoga class.â
âIt took a lot of persuading, but I got her to sign up. Look, why donât you go home? Clean up, get a change of clothes. Can you come back later for dinner?â
I hugged her. âOf course. Itâs Saturday. Where else would I be but with you?â
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As I walked to my apartment building, my thoughts were on Karina. The first time I saw her, I wanted her, but she had that effect on everyone; a beauty with almost supermodel looks. Someone like her could never be interested in an ordinary guy like me. My quiet world would bore her to death.
How wrong I was. Karina admitted she would have given me a chance; Even I could hardly believe it. She seemed to have developed a thing for me since Yunjin had been telling her everything we did. Images from last night filled my head: Karina getting naked with us, showering with us, watching me with Yunjin, letting me eat her and fuck her⊠it was all I could think about.
When I walked into the lobby of my apartment, Karina was waiting.
âUh, hi, Whatâs up? How did you know where I live?â
âYunjinâs pointed out your building to me once. And your nameâs on the directory. Can we talk?â
We rode the elevator in silence. Karina avoided my eyes.
âApologize for the mess,â I said, Letting her inside.
âGuys are all alike. You all need a maid. Or a mother.â
âKarina, have you talked to Yunjin? You just disappeared this morning. Sheâs worried. She was going to meet you at yoga.â
âOh, yoga. I forgot. Why do I let her talk me into those things?â Karina looked at her phone. âYeah, sheâs left, like, a million messages.â She started sifting through the texts and voice mail.
âLook, call her. Sheâs probably not at her class yet. I need to grab a shower⊠I still havenât cleaned up from last night. Make yourself at home.â
Karina nodded as she thumbed Yunjinâs number.
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In the shower, I tried to think. What was Karina doing here? Why did she just leave Yunjinâs place without a goodbye? While I was deep in thought, The shower curtain opened and a very naked Karina stepped inside.
âKarina! What the hell?â
She put her arms around me. âYunjin didnât answer. I havenât had time to clean up either. Wash my back?â She smiled mischievously.
Last night, the shower with Yunjin and Karina was playful and erotic. This time it was just awkward. I soaped her up, unsure and hesitant. I admired every inch of her body as she closed her eyes to rinse.
Karina cleaned me and spent a few moments fondling me with soapy hands while she watched my face. My body couldnât react. It felt⊠wrong.
We dried off, but when I went to find clothes, Karina stopped me.
âCan we just stay naked for now? I really liked it last night, Like you said, it makes being open a lot easier, somehow.â
âUh, sure, Karina. You know Iâm comfortable with it. If you are.â
Naked, she led me back to the living room and We sat on the couch.
âSo, anyway, about last nightâŠâ
I interrupted. âYunjin said says sheâs fine with everything that happened.â
âAre you sure? I was certain sheâd gonna need a therapy.â
âYeah, I was worried too. But she doesnât freak out about sex anymore. She said last night was a special thing, just between the three of us.â
âSheâs come a long way. You really saved her, you know.â
âYunjin saved herself. I just let her be who she needed to be, without judgment. And maybe encouraged her a little.â
Karina hugged me and looked into my eyes. Her expression was strange. Scared. To break the awkwardness, I asked, âSo how do you feel about last nights? Donât tell me youâve never done a threesome before.â
âNo, that was a first for me.â
âWhy did you leave?â
Karina was silent, âWhen I woke up you two were all cuddled up together. I felt awkward, and I wasnât sure whether Yunjin would freak out. So, I slipped out.â She said.
âSo, no regrets?â
âUh, I dunno. Maybe.â She paused. âIâm not on the pill.â
âWhat? Why donât you tell me that?â
âI havenât had a steady guy for a while. So I stopped taking it. It gives me trouble.â
âBut last night⊠I came in you. Twice!â
âI know! I tried to say something⊠tried to stop you, but then you were in me and it had been so long. You were so good, and it was so hot⊠doing it with Yunjin like that. With her boyfriend. I planned to just let you do it for a while then get you to pull out, but when we really got going, well, I wasnât exactly thinking. Later, I woke up and you were all naked and warm beside me and⊠well, you know. I donât think I was even fully awake that second time.â
I shook my head in disbelief. âYou should have said something. I could have stopped. But, I wasnât thinking clearly either. When you let me⊠well, it was a dream come true.â
âSeriously?â
âIâve been fantasized about you. But last night, I never asked you if it was okay⊠you know⊠to come in you. I should have made sure. I shouldnât have assumed. Iâm sorry.â
Karina rested her head against my shoulder.
âAnyway, shouldnât we find a drugstore?â
âThat Plan B or whatever?â said Karina. âThatâs the thing. I canât. I took it once, and it made me sick as hell. The doctor said that might be why I always had such trouble with the pill. The same stuff is in both, only more.â
âOh. Well, itâs probably okay. When Yunjin and I did it when we were camping it turned out okay. It was just the right time in her cycle. We got lucky.â
We used my phone to find an ovulation calculator and entered Karinaâs details.
âOh, damn it, If this is right, Iâm ovulating today. The worst possible time. Guess thatâs why I was so horny, huh?â
âItâll be all right.â I said, unsure what to say.
âBullshit! I canât have a kid. I can barely take care of myself. And my jobâŠâ
âIt was both our fault. Youâre not alone. If it happens, and whatever you decide, Karina, Iâm with you, okay?â
She looked at me with derision. âYouâre going to âdo the honourable thingâ? A woman can take care of herself, you know.â
âOf course. I just, I mean, Iâm not going to take off on you. Iâll do everything I can.â I smiled, âYou know⊠paint the babyâs room, fetch you pickles and ice cream, feed you ice chips during the deliveryâŠâ
Karina gasped and shoved me away but she smiled a little.
âYou total asshole! Thatâs not funny!â
âIâm serious, though. Iâm with you through this. We have to tell Yunjin.â
âNo way. If she finds out I fucked you without protection, sheâll kill me then sheâll kills herself. You know how she is. She doesnât need to worry along with us.â
âItâs not right to keep this from her. But yeah⊠it would completely stress her out. I guess we can wait until, weâre sure.â
Karina hugged me for a long time. She pulled back to look at me with damp eyes. âIt would be better if you were an asshole, you know. Then I could get mad. I meet the only good guy in the entire city, and I give him away to Yunjin.â
âThatâs nice of you to say, but letâs be real. Iâm nothing much. Iâm not rich, and only slightly handsomeâŠâ
Karina made a face.
ââŠso whatâs the big deal? Youâre gorgeous. You can have any guy you want.â
âYeah, and you know how well thatâs worked out for me. Yunjin told me everything youâve done for her. I mean, sheâs so happy now that sheâs with you! Itâs hard not to be jealous.â Karina leaned in and kissed me. âYou transformed her, you know. Maybe you could transform me.â
âIf youâre pregnant, youâll be transformed all right.â
Karina pulled me close, her warm breasts pressing into me. âSo, you fantasized about me, huh?â
âUh, of course, Karina. Youâre beautiful. Fun. A little wild. Youâre completely sexy. You know that.â
âI really liked last night, you know. Being with you. And I donât think Iâve ever cum so hard in my life. Or so many times.â
Karina guided my hand to her breast and kissed me. Soon we were running our hands over each other, and she pulled me down until I was lying on her on the couch. She spread her legs and I could feel her wet folds against my dick.
âFuck me again,â she said, an eager, hopeful look in her eyes.
âFuck me hard. Just donât cum in me, okay?â
She was so brazen, so sexy. My heart was pounding at the thought of taking her again. Yunjin would be disappointed she wasnât there to watch us, I thought. It got her so hot the previous night. Maybe I should call her so she can come over.
Karina reached down to guide my cock, but I was soft. She stroked it a few times and rubbed my cock along her wet slit, but there was no response. Even I couldnât believe it. Karina, alone in my apartment, eager for me to fuck her and I wasnât hard?
âDid we wear you out last night?â Karina asked with a wry smile
I rolled off her. âNo. Just give me a minute.â
Karina scooted down and began to lick my cock, all around the head and occasionally sucking into her mouth, all while keeping an eye contact. She alternated between stroking my soft member, licking the head then caressing my balls.
That should have been more than enough. The sight of her working away, looking up with that mischievous expression, eager to get me hard should have caused a powerful reaction. Instead â nothing.
It occurred to me then, that maybe, Yunjin wouldnât be okay with what we were doing right now. I stroked Karinaâs head and pushed her off me.
âKarina, Letâs just stop this.â
Frustrated, she went back to working on my cock. She was skilled and knew all the tricks that would normally get any man hard in minutes, but it wasnât working.
She stopped and rested her head on my thigh.
âDidnât that feel good?â
âIt felt wonderful, but I donât know⊠this doesnât seem right.â
Karina was quiet for a moment.
âWere you thinking of Yunjin just now?â
âWell, sure. Not just now, I always think of Yunjin.â
Karina considered that. âAlways think of her, huh?â
We sat up.
âI wonder,â she said, idly reaching over to fondle me. âDid you ever consider youâre in love?â
âHuh? I like you, Karina, but I donât know you well enough for that.â
âOh, for fâŠâ She whacked my head. âGuys are so clueless. Not with me! With Yunjin.â
âWhat? I mean, Yunjinâs wonderful, but itâs way too soon for anything like that⊠isnât it?â
âIs it? Iâve seen how you two are together. Picture this: what if Yunjin was here right now, beside us like last night, naked, her hand guiding you into me, asking you to fuck me, and holding my hand while she watched us fuck each other like animals?â
More images from last night returned. It was so exciting having Yunjin watch, not just accepting me fucking her best friend, but actively encouraging us. I started getting hard.
Karina noticed. âAh⊠someone likes having threesomes with his girlfriend. So Naughty! So if she was here, youâd be fine. I think even if you just had her permission to be with me, youâd be okay. But you canât go behind her back, can you? Because it might hurt her. And you canât hurt someone you love.â
I thought about that. It was all new. I didnât know the first thing about it, Love.
âWe were so good together last night. We had a real connection, didnât we? I came here thinking that maybe you might like to be with me instead of Yunjin. Especially if⊠you know, youâve knocked me up.â
âUhâŠâ
Karina sighed. âI guess I was only thinking about myself again. I should have seen it⊠itâs obvious now.â She forced a smile. âYouâre right. We canât be doing this. Iâm sorry for tempting you.â She took a breath and stood. âIâd better get home. And you, big guy, need to get back to Yunjin. And tell her you love her. Because Iâm pretty sure you do.â
As I sat there and thought for a while, Karina dressed. She kissed my cheek and let herself out.
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It was getting dark when I returned to Yunjinâs apartment.
âWhy are you dressed?â I said when I walked in.
âHope you donât mind, but I invited Karina over to eat with us again. I think we all should talk together.â
âOh, so you⊠talked to her? What did she say?â
âNot much. She wasnât at yoga, but I got hold of her later. She says sheâs fine with what we did⊠she was more worried about me. But somethingâs wrong. I could hear it.â
So Karina had not told Yunjin about our afternoon together, or about her possibly being pregnant. I decided that even if Karina didnât want to, we had to tell Yunjin.
When Karina arrived, she said, âWhatâs this? Youâre not running around naked?â
âWe donât want to make you uncomfortable.â
Karina grimaced. âGuys, itâs your place. You kids like prancing around in the buff, go ahead⊠itâs not like I didnât see it all last night.â
âYou sure?â
âGo ahead, guys. Besides, Iâve started to enjoy it.â
I looked at Yunjin and she shrugged, so I moved behind her. Kissing her neck, I pulled off her top, then kissed and nibbled her exposed shoulders. I held her breasts when I released her bra. Freeing her from her jeans, I stroked her tummy and squeezed her ass, then just wrapped my arms around her from behind, enjoying the feel of her. When it was her turn, Yunjin gave me a similar treatment undressing me.
When we were both naked, we glanced at Karina. She had a wistful expression.
âOh wow, does he always undress you like that?â she said.
Yunjin stroked my cheek. âMost of the time. Sometimes I get dressed just so he can undress me again.â
âYou⊠uh, is it all right if I get naked too?â
âIf youâre okay with it, go ahead,â said Yunjin.
âCan⊠can he do it?â
I looked at Yunjin. She smirked and nodded.
I stepped behind Karina and began stripping her, kissing her shoulders and neck, slowly removing one thing at a time. When I crouched to lower her pants, I kissed her flat tummy that, for all we knew, held the beginnings of our child. The thought was frightening but exciting too.
When I stood up, Karina hugged me, resting her head on me. Her warm body and breasts caused me to stir.
We dimmed the lights and lit candles to make Karina more comfortable, and we sat, ate and chatted.
Karina seemed nervous, but I felt sick. I couldnât stand it. Looking over at Karina I said âYunjin, there might be a problem about last nightâŠâ
I told her about Karinaâs visit that afternoon and the chance she might be pregnant. Yunjin listened in stony silence. When I finished, Yunjin fixed Karina with a cold stare.
âYou let him fuck you without protection. Then went to see him. Behind my back. And tried to fuck him again?â
Karina looked stricken. âIt wasnât exactly like that⊠I wasnâtâŠâ She trailed off, searching for a response.
The room seemed chilly as Yunjin glowered at her friend.
Karina said, âIt was so good last night. There was a spark there⊠with him. Iâm sure there was. I thought⊠look, I donât know. When thereâs magic with a guy, I go after him. You know me. I was excited. I didnât even think about you. It was selfish, I know.â
Yunjin turned her attention to me. Her mouth was tight.
âAnd you? What the hell were you thinking?
âYeah,â I said, âI guess I wasnât. But we didnât do anything.â
âYou sure tried, said Yunjin. She paused, and then stood up, gathered my clothes and Karinaâs into her arms in one big bundle, opened her apartment door and tossed it all into the hallway.
âGet out,â she said calmly.
âYunjin, letâs talk aboutâŠâ
âBoth of you get the fuck out! NOW!â
Karina started crying and ran out to gather her clothes. Yunjin shoved me outside and slammed the door, bolting it behind us.
Karina knocked and tried the doorknob. âYunjin! Come on!â
From behind the door, Yunjin yell, âGo away! Go fuck your new boyfriend.â
Karina and I scrambled to pull on our clothes. Luckily, none of Yunjinâs neighbors were around. I heard Yunjin crying and stomp to her bedroom.
We knocked and pleaded, but Yunjin ignored us.
Karina dried her eyes. âSo, ânew boyfriendâ⊠your place or mine?â
We were devastated, we had hurt Yunjin. We needed a plan. My apartment was close, so we went there to think what to do. When I got in the door, I automatically stripped off my clothes, before it occurred to me to leave them on. Karina hesitated then stripped too. Oh well.
We sat beside each other, staring at the floor.
âI always fuck things up,â she sniffled. âWhat are we going to do?â
We talked, thinking how to apologize, how to undo the damage and regain Yunjinâs trust. I began to understand why threesomes in a serious relationship rarely worked.
Karina cried a little more so I held her. Her warm breasts against me felt wonderful as always.
âCan I stay with you tonight?â
I looked at her, incredulous. âYou have got to be kidding.â
âJust to cuddle! Thatâs all. I donât want to be alone after all this. Tomorrow we can go see Yunjin and patch things up.â
Sleeping with Karina in my own bed sounded wonderful. It also sounded like another betrayal. I doubted we could stop at cuddling. Before I could refuse, there was tapping at my door. Yunjin let herself in with the key I had given her weeks before.
âReturned to the scene of the crime, huh?â Yunjin said when she saw us together on the couch.
I went to her. âHowâd you know weâd be here?â
âI know you. And I know Karina. Of course youâd go to your place to talk.â
âAnd thatâs all we were doing, Yunjin.â
âI know. Is it okay if I join you?â
Yunjin stripped off her clothes and pulled us into a three-way hug.
âIâm sorry I blew up, guys,â she said. âThat was childish.â
Karinaâs eyes were damp. âIâm sorry too, I didnât mean toâŠâ
Yunjin shushed her and turned to me. âCan I borrow your bedroom? I need to yell at Karina in private for a while.â
âThis involves me too, Yunjin.â
âI donât blame you⊠as much. Just wait here, okay?â
Yunjin pulled Karina down the hall to my bedroom and closed the door. I figured it was best for them to have it out in private. They had been friends a long time, and I had confidence in Yunjin. Her parents had poisonous beliefs about sex, but to their credit, they also believed in forgiveness and practiced it. Yunjin had inherited that trait.
I listened to Yunjin yell at Karina from behind the bedroom door. That was followed by mutual sobs and then low murmurs. Finally, I heard a few giggles.
When all was quiet, I knocked on the door.
Yunjin stepped out. âItâs okay,â she whispered. âSheâll be okay.â Karina sat on the edge of the bed, huddled with arms crossed over her knees.
Yunjin and I returned to the living room.
âSheâs okay?â I asked. âHow are you, Yunjin?â
She shrugged and nodded. âAm I okay, she might have let my boyfriend impregnate her? No, Iâm still a little pissed off about that. And you! What the hell were you thinking this afternoon?â
âYeah, I feel terrible. At first, I was excited⊠like a continuation of last night. I thought how much youâd want to watch us, then it registered we shouldnât have been doing anything without you. Iâm sorry.â
Yunjin shook her head. âGuys⊠always thinking with their little head first.â She looked at me slyly and then said, âShe told me you couldnât get it up for her.â
âOh, great,â I groaned.
ââŠbecause you were worried Iâd be hurt.â She pecked my cheek. âStill, donât ever do that again.â
I nodded and hugged her tight. Yunjin was a wonder. A weaker woman would have thrown me and Karina out and never talked to us again.
âSo, are you and Karina okay now?â
âIâm not happy, but I can forgive her.â
âSeriously?â
She sighed. âWell, we canât blame her for last night, can we? I mean, I urged you on her. Even put your dick inside her. I was so excited, I didnât even ask if it was okay. She should have stopped us, but I remember the first time we went camping. We were just as weak then as she was last night.â
I forced a smile.
Yunjin took my hand. âListen⊠Karinaâs parent split up when she was little. It was ugly, and life for her was⊠chaotic⊠for a long time. Her mom moved a lot. Lots of money problems. I think thatâs part of why she keeps running off with rich guys. She wants to be secure, not have to worry.â
âI had no idea.â
âSo, she gets a little needy. But thatâs fine. I like being there for her. And sheâs always been there for me. Always. But right now, sheâs terrified to wind up a single mother like her mom â struggling and alone.â
âShe wonât be alone,â I said. âShe has us.â
Yunjinâs eyes searched mine. âUs?â
âWell, of course. Weâll be there for her⊠weâll deal with this together, right?â
âSo, you⊠you wouldnât want to just be with Karina?â
âWhat? Yunjin, Iâm not going to leave you.â
Yunjinâs eyes became misty. âIâm happy to hear that.â
âI canât leave you. Youâre everything to me.â I paused. âThough Karina does have bigger boobs.â
Yunjin pushed me away, only to see my grin. âYouâre a dick,â she smiled.
I pretended to think about it more. âHmm⊠no, it could never work without you. Iâd need you to change diapers. I wouldnât be able to handle that at all.â
When Karina walked into the living room, Yunjin was hitting me hard with a cushion.
âNo, thatâs not how you do it. You need something hard. Let me get a frying pan or a baseball bat. We can take turns.â Karina said.
While fending off Yunjinâs blows, I saw Karinaâs eyes were red but otherwise she looked okay. Better than okay, since she was still naked. If Karina would be hanging around us, I would have to curb my habit of gawking whenever I saw her without clothes.
âSo,â said Karina, âwhen Yunjinâs done beating you, got any dessert? I could use a sugar rush right now. But if itâs chocolate fondue again, Iâm leaving.â
All we had were cookies, the cheap crumbly ones you get in a bag from the store. The three of us sat beside each other on the couch and talked.
I offered to clean up crumbs that had fallen on Karinaâs boobs, and she sweetly informed me where sheâd stuff her cookie if I tried. Yunjin found that particularly funny.
âI canât believe weâre doing this again.â Yunjin said.
âDoing what?â
âSitting here naked, joking around.â
Karina nodded. âItâs nice. But feel free to leave if you have somewhere to go. Your boyfriend owes me a good fucking after leaving me all hot and bothered this afternoon.â
Yunjinâs face was the picture of shock.
âGod, Iâm kidding! After what weâve been through, if he brings his dick near me again, Iâll cut it off.â
âYeah?â I said, âWell, you keep that ravenous pussy of yours away from me or Iâll staple it shut.â
Once we stopped laughing, Karina said, âOh! Yunjin, speaking of getting knocked up, I saw⊠you know, Mr. Nice Guy. He drove past me on my way to your place. I donât think he saw me, though.â
âMr. Nice Guy?â I asked.
âOh, yeah!â said Yunjin, âTell him about that guy!â
Karina sat back and said, âI went out with him a couple years ago. He was pretty rich. Great car, great condo, great hair, shitty taste in clothes. I should have known from the start that he was just another asshole looking for arm candy.â
âCâmon, tell him!â Yunjin said.
âHe flew me to Paris,â said Karina.
âReally?â I said. âI guess he WAS rich.â
âWell, it wasnât a private jet, but still. For a long weekend. Of course, Iâd never been there, so I was like a little girl taking it all in. We stayed at a fancy hotel, walked around, saw the Louvre, Napoleonâs tomb, all that stuff. Then at night, we walked to the Eiffel tower. It was all lit up. Just incredible.â
âAndâŠâ prompted Yunjin.
âOh, well in Paris people are making out everywhere. At the cafes, kissing on the street, everywhere. Thereâs a big park on the way to the Tower. While we were walking through it, couples were screwing on the park benches.â
âNo way.â
âYes! One couple, the girl was sitting in the guyâs lap, facing him. She was wearing a skirt, so they werenât naked or anything, but it was obvious what was happening. We walked right by them on the path.â
âThe City of Love, huh?â I said.
âAnother couple was even more obvious. She was bent over the bench; he was behind. Even with just the streetlamps, it wasnât subtle. Mr. Nice Guy told me in France itâs normal for everyone to have a lover. Youâre married, and itâs just accepted youâll also have someone on the side. Part of the culture I guess, donât know if thatâs really true.â
Beside me, Yunjin was squirming a little. Was this getting her turned on?
âI need to move to Paris,â I said. I expected a slap in the arm from Yunjin, but she looked lost in Karinaâs story.
I could see Yunjin was really squirming and breathing hard, her chest flushed and breasts rising and falling. That gave me an idea. I whispered to Karina, then stood up and took some plates back to the kitchen.
When I came back, Karina had stood and moved behind the couch. We exchanged a look then she grabbed Yunjinâs wrists, pulling her arms up behind her head.
âHey!â exclaimed Yunjin.
Karina held Yunjinâs arms tightly and twisted, forcing her to turn until she faced backwards on the couch towards Karina, knees on the seat. Yunjinâs lovely ass and wide hips looked delicious as I approached from behind.
I crouched over her and whispered, âDid that story turn you on? Would you like to be the one fucked across a park bench while people walk by?â I fondled one of her hanging breast and toyed with her pussy. Yunjin was soaked.
Yunjin hesitated then whispered, âYes.â
I was hard by now. I said, âOne day Iâll do that to you. But for nowâŠâ
I buried my dick in her with one slow stroke.
âAaaahh,â Yunjin moaned, lifting her head and arching her back to receive my cock. Karina held her tightly to the couch and grinned at me.
I grasped Yunjinâs hips and started fucking her slowly. Each time I bottomed out, Yunjin grunted and pushed her ass back. She rested her head on the back of the couch and held on to her friend as I fuck her.
Soon I was fucking Yunjin steadily, losing myself in the sensations of her warm, tight pussy, the sight of her shapely ass and back, and the sound of her little gasps and grunts of pleasure. Each time I pressed forward it also caused Karinaâs large breasts to sway a little as she eagerly watched us fuck.
Soon Yunjin so lost in lust that Karina released her arms. Yunjin held the back of the couch in languid submission, letting herself to be taken.
I was so immersed with Yunjin that I didnât notice Karina moving to join her friend on the couch. She got on her knees beside Yunjin then waggled her ass, looking back at me with raised eyebrows.
I pulled myself from Yunjin. She raised her head as she felt me withdraw, awareness returning from her lust-induced stupor enough to realize her best friend was now beside her. I tentatively positioned myself behind Karina and looked at Yunjin expectantly.
She nodded. âJust be careful.â
Karina smiled then pushed her ass back, sinking me into her tight pussy halfway. I gripped her hips and drove the rest of the way in myself.
âNo problem getting hard now, is there big guy?â she breathed, eyes lidded.
I took Karina firmly, holding her hips, and, despite the risk, tried to get as deep inside as possible. Yunjin kept her position, watching us, breathing with excitement. I loved how much it turned her on.
When I felt the urge to come rising, I pulled out and pushed back into Yunjin, fucking her again with determined, forceful strokes.
I alternated between Yunjin and Karina several times, careful to withdraw from Karina each time the need to come rose. In the end, I was fucking Karina with abandon as she huffed and grunted, pushing her ass back to match my strokes. When I reach under her to tantalize her clit with two fingers across her clit, she stiffened, and in a few moments gave a short gasp, and she came.
I stayed inside her as long as I dared, then pulled out to plunge balls-deep into Yunjin.
âAh⊠God!â she exclaimed. I gave her several more strokes before unloading into her welcoming pussy.
I stayed mated to Yunjin, savoring the afterglow and the sight of the women presented before me. I leaned over to kiss Karinaâs shoulder and cup one of her breast, and then did the same to Yunjin.
The girls turned around, and I sat between them, hugging them to my sides.
âI didnât think weâd do this again,â said Yunjin, resting her head on my shoulder. âIs this going to be a regular thing?â
âI donât know,â I said. âWhat if it is?â
Yunjin looked over at her friend. âKarina, are you okay?â
Karina was flushed and a little out of breath. âI have no complaints if you donât.â
We talked a little longer until I yawned, causing the girls to yawn too. It was nearly midnight.
Yunjin stood and stretched, her body lovely in the candlelight. âI need to get home. Some people kept me up really late last night.â
Karina looked uncertain. I didnât want her to leave, and a glance at Yunjin told me she didnât either.
âKarina, can you stay with us tonight?â I said. âJust to sleep, I mean.â
Karina nodded, so Yunjin and I led her to the bedroom.
We put Karina in the middle of the bed this time and both of us cuddled against her sides. Karina pulled my hand to her boob, so I lightly squeezed and caressed it.
Karina kissed me and said, âHold me?â I nodded, and she rolled to her side to face Yunjin. I spooned behind her and embraced her from behind, a hand on each breast. She looked back to caress my face then turned to Yunjin. The two of them talked in low whispers. I couldnât make out what they were saying and was too tired to care. Soon I was dead asleep.
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When I awoke it was dark and I was facing Yunjin with Karina was snoring softly behind me. Yunjin looked so lovely as she slept. I had to have her again. I ran my hand over her body and nuzzled her neck. Slowly she started to respond.
We made love, gentle and slow, embracing each other, kissing, neither of us needing to rush.
It was different this time. There was just enough light for me to see her and we gazed into each otherâs eyes. Despite what Karina and I had done, Yunjin still wanted me and forgave us. It occurred to me that it wasnât because she was some doormat who accepted anything, but because she had gained strength from her own struggles with lust and inhibition.
She whispered, âIf Karina has a baby, itâll need a friend.â
That got my attention. âWhat do you mean?â
âIf sheâs pregnant, will you knock me up too?â
âThatâs not funny, Yunjin.â
She locked her legs around me as I eased in and out of her slowly.
âIâm not joking. I want to do this with you for real. No protection. As often as we can until Iâm uh⊠carrying⊠uh⊠your child⊠uh⊠hey, be gentle. Make this⊠uh⊠last.â
I couldnât help but push into her forcefully as she said those things. I tried to calm down. I whispered, âWhere did this come from, Yunjin? Why would you want that?â
She kissed me. âBecause I love you, silly. And you havenât said it, but Iâm pretty sure you love me.â
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To our relief, Karina did not get pregnant. She immediately found birth control that worked for her and continued to join Yunjin and me, sharing our bed most weekends and sometimes through the week.
The scare was harrowing, but it brought the three of us closer. There were no more secrets, more trust, and more fun. The three of us started doing everything together: hang out, watch shows, cook, and travel. Except I refused to join the girlâs yoga class.
Like anything, nudity becomes routine once youâre used to it, but I still caught myself staring at the girls in admiration. I was no model, but Karina, always brash, liked to comment on my ass, chest or dick. Yunjin was more reserved, but I knew she enjoyed seeing me on display too.
Occasionally I would get an erection that refused to fade, so either Karina or Yunjin would volunteer to âtake care of me.â Likewise, one of the girls would get horny for no reason and need my help. This always turned into an extended period in bed or on the living room floor.
We made up the rules as we went. Yunjin was happy to let Karina and I fuck anytime, but she preferred to be there to watch. Sometimes she needed me afterwards too. No matter how drained Karina left me, I somehow found renewed energy for my lovely Yunjin.
Karina kept up her wild lifestyle. Sometimes she met a new guy and disappeared, but she always gravitated back to us after a few weeks with bitter stories of the latest asshole and laments of âwhy canât I just find a guy like you?â
One Sunday morning as the three of us lay in bed, Yunjin said, âWe should all just move in together.â
Karina snorted. âThree people in a one-bedroom apartment? Weâd go nuts.â
âWe could find another place. None of us make much money, but together I think we could buy a house. Even without Karinaâs income, we could afford something better.â
Karina and I both looked at her.
âA house?â I asked. âThatâs a big step.â
âIs it?â said Yunjin. âYouâre still hoping to find someone better than me and Karina? Run off with another girl⊠or three?â
The thought of being without Yunjin made me feel ill. I couldnât imagine being without Karina, either. âYou know Iâm not going anywhere,â I said. âI love you, remember?â
She kissed me. âAnd I love you. And Karina. Though Iâd love her a lot more if sheâd stop running away every time she thinks sheâs found prince charming.â
âWhatâs wrong with wanting a guy all to myself?â Karina said.
âNothing. Though remember your goldfish? Full-time boyfriends take even more care and feeding⊠even after youâve got them trained.â She patted my arm in mock condescension.
âHey,â I said, âSo Iâm a goldfish to you now?â
âMmm, no. More like a puppy.â
âYeah⊠a pussy hound,â added Karina.
âKarina!â we both exclaimed. I hit her with a pillow.
âI have to admit, Iâm never at my place anymore. We could just get a two bedroom somewhere.â Karina said.
âThat was my first thought,â said Yunjin. âBut have you seen the rent in the city lately? Itâs crazy. I did the numbers and it would be cheaper to get a house. Nothing fancy. Maybe some place outside of town.â
âThatâs an idea. An old farmhouse with some land. Privacy to walk around outside nude. Fuck on the lawn.â I said,
This time, Karina hit me with the pillow. âSee? Thatâs all he thinks about.â
â
We found an old house, set back from the road in the trees. The privacy and large yards was perfect for three full-time nudists to play and bask in the sun when we wanted.
When we took possession, the three of us drove out together.
âNever thought weâd own an actual house,â Yunjin said. She held the keys with reverence.
When we got out of the car, we noticed the silence. No traffic, no sirens⊠just birds and the breeze through the surrounding woods.
âAll right!â Karina exclaimed, âLetâs make ourselves at home!â She stripped off her clothes and threw them on the front yard. Yunjin did the same, and both ran for the back.
âHey! Wait!â I shouted, but they had already rounded the corner. I heard screams. When I got there, Karina and Yunjin stood trying to cover themselves while the two electricians we had hired to install an outside outlet watched and grinned.
The girls fled.
âSorry about that, guys. Theyâre just a little excited about finally moving in.â I said.
âPerfectly all right,â said the older electrician. âItâs your home. Say, if you can get them to come back and just⊠I dunno⊠stand there, maybe we can put a discount on your bill.â
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Once the electricians had left, the three of us lay on the grass of the backyard, naked under the sun, enjoying the freedom of our own property.
âItâs so quiet,â said Yunjin.
âToo quiet,â said Karina, sharing a look with her friend.
Before I knew what was happening, Yunjin had scooted down and take my cock into her mouth while Karina kissed me then lowered her pussy onto my face. I wound up fucking one, then the other, and then the three of us lay back on the grass to recover, naked under the early summer sun.
The house needed work. We watched videos and borrowed books about painting, drywall, carpentry and maintaining a septic tank. Karina enjoyed painting, which I loathed. Yunjin found furniture and took charge organizing. None of us knew what we were doing, but as we learned we became even closer friends and lovers.
Though Karina had her own bedroom, we usually all slept together. Some nights Karina needed me all to herself, so I spent the night alone with her and we exhausted ourselves.
Karina still went into town to party, and ran off with some guy for months after we moved in. A week later she returned, more upset than usual. She never told us what happened, but she needed attention from Yunjin and me for weeks afterward.
The permanence of having our own house, and having two people who cared for her, seemed to calm Karina. She was happier, though still a little wild. She partied in town less and less and, best of all, never ran off again.
Soon the three of us realized that our odd three-way relationship was stable. We lived in near harmony, sharing the household duties and finances like we shared a bed each night.
I never saw jealousy between my two wonderful women, but life in the house wasnât perfect. We had squabbles about money and petty things.
One evening Karina stood in front of me while I was watching TV and said, âunderwear and socks are not home decor, you know. Can you take them to your room when you get home, instead of just leaving them everywhere?â
âWell, toenail clippings and pubic hair arenât either,â I retorted, referring to Karinaâs habit of grooming her feet and bush while she watched TV.
âAss,â she said, playfully.
âSlut,â
Karina attacked me. We wound up wrestling. Karina was agile. Often our matches ended with her astride my neck, pinning me down and shoving her pussy in my face. Or, she would have her legs hooked around my waist, shoving her boobs into my mouth.
That time, however, I dominated and forced my hard cock between her legs.
âDonât you dare,â she said, looking down at my dick.
When Yunjin heard the commotion, she strolled into the living room to watch. She loved watching Karina and me fuck almost as much as she loved getting fucked herself.
âYunjin!â said Karina, struggling to throw me off, âHelp!â
âOkay,â said Yunjin. She crouched and pinned Karinaâs arms above her head.
âHelp ME, not him⊠ohhhhh.â
Karina groaned as I pushed my cock into her love tunnel. But then she stopped struggling and spread her legs wide, letting me take her.
Yunjin held Karinaâs arms, breathing with excitement and lovingly stroking Karinaâs hair while I fucked her on our living room floor.
It was our favorite way of making up.
Yunjin started talking about kids again. If we were in the city and saw a baby, she would stop to make a fuss. Once we walked by a playground and she insisted on watching the antics of the toddlers until their caretakers started looking at with unease.
âYou should do it, Yunjin,â said Karina one Saturday as we sunned ourselves naked in the yard. âLet him knock you up.â
âSo should you,â said Yunjin.
Karina snorted. âI can barely take care of myself.â
âWouldnât you like a little baby? Youâd be a great mom. I know you would.â
âLike hell. Iâd drop the kid on his head the first day. And the whole childbirth thing? Doesnât it squick you out? Itâs gross! Itâs okay for your cavernous cunt to get all stretched out, but our guy likes my tight pussy.â
Yunjin gasped. âGod, youâre filthy. Iâve never heard any complaints from him. And Iâm pretty sure heâs spent a lot more time in me than in you.â She stuck out her tongue.
âLadies, once again, Iâm right here, you know. If thatâs a concern, Karina, I hear they can stitch you up afterward. Make you tighter than ever.â
Both girls goes âEwwwâ and slapped me.
Yunjin kept talking about kids throughout the summer.
âI know,â she said one day, âWeâll go camping to the same place. You can fuck me just like before, only weâll time it so Iâm at peak fertility. Wouldnât that be romantic?â
At first, I wasnât sure that we were ready, but Yunjin convinced me. She stopped her birth control, and we began planning the trip.
A few days later, Karina asked me to sleep just with her, in her room. She was clingy that night, wrapping herself around me, urging me to go deep and fuck her hard.
âIâm going to lose you two.â
âHow can you lose us? Weâre family.â I said, surprised.
âYou, Yunjin and a baby will be family. Iâll be a fifth wheel.â
âKarina, whatâs wrong? I thought you were happy about our plans.â
âI am. Iâm happy for Yunjin. Iâm happy for you. But it doesnât leave any place for me.â
âYour place is here. We love you. I love you. You know that. Weâre together. All of us. The only thing that would change is how little sleep weâll get with a baby around.â
Karina burrowed her head against me and said nothing.
Yunjin and I were installing a new kitchen faucet by ourselves when she said, âWe never asked Karina to come camping with us, you know.â
I snorted. âWe never asked because neither of us could imagine Karina camping. Sheâs a city girl.â
âWeâre city people too, and we did it. Youâve gone backwoods camping several times.â
âYeah, but Karina gets grumpy if she doesnât have immediate access to a latte or high heels.â
âCâmon. She likes it out here. I think sheâs feeling left out. We should at least ask.â
We did. To my surprise, Karina agreed. She even seemed excited. She started pestering us with questions: how long was the hike? How did you go to the bathroomâŠâ
âAre you really sure you want to come?â I asked.
âI can be just as tough as Yunjin, you know. And if youâre determined to turn our poor sweet Yunjin into an unwed mother, sheâll need me to hold her hand while you do it. Or hold her down if she gets cold feet.â
â
The summer heat hit us as we emerged from the cool shade of the forest. I spread my arms and said, âBehold.â
Karina and Yunjin looked around at the camping area and out at the little lake. âThis is so beautiful!â exclaimed Karina.
âAnd all just for us.â I added.
The girls set their backpacks on the ground and groaned with relief. âOh, itâs good to get that off,â said Karina. âYou guys call this fun?â She wiped sweat from her face and neck.
I set my pack down too. âYeah, but itâs still a lot to carry.â
âGood thing you two were carrying most of it. I thought Iâd die back there on the trail.â
âTime to cool off,â said Yunjin, pulling off her clothes. âLetâs go swim.â
We stripped and ran into the little lake.
âOh my God,â said Karina as she swam on her back, her large breasts breaking the surface. âThis is wonderful.â
âI canât believe itâs been two years since we were here,â said Yunjin, also floating on her back. Her modest breasts barely poked from the water.
We floated and swam, confident no one would disturb us. Though the lake had two campsites, we had reserved the other one to make sure we would be alone on the long weekend.
When we had cooled down, we toweled each other off on the shore.
Karina squeezed the water from her long jet-black hair then ran her fingers through it to slick back over her head. Her upraised arms and arching back lifting her breasts to the sun was a breathtaking sight.
We got to work setting up camp.
âYou guys have to tell me what to do,â said Karina, âand donât make fun of me. You know Iâve never camped before.â
Yunjin and I instructed Karina in gathering fallen branches for firewood and how to fill the filter bag for clean water, then we all set up our new three-person tent.
Karina peered in the tent doorway, âThree-person tent, huh?
âWeâre used to snuggling,â said Yunjin. âItâll be fine.â
We all crawled inside to lay on the camping mats, the girls on either side of me.
âSee?â I said. âItâs a palace. Lots of room, as long as we spoon.â I rolled Yunjin onto her side and nestled behind her. âMmm. After that hike I could use a nap.â
âOh no you donât,â she said, squirming away. âI know what kind of ânapâ you have in mind. We still have things to set up.â
Yunjin crawled out of the tent and pulled me with her. Karina reluctantly emerged as well.
âOkay, weâll play later. Someone needs to string up a clothesline, and we need to get a line into a tree to hang our packs.â I said.
âWhy?â asked Karina.
âAnimals,â said Yunjin. âYou hang the packs and anything else that smells in a tree away from the camp. So raccoons and bears donât rip them open at night or follow the scent to our camp.â
Karina furrowed her brow. âYou never said anything about bears.â
âThere are only black bears around here. Theyâre no big deal.â
âI donât care if theyâre teddy bears. A bear is a bear.â
âSort of. Black bears arenât that aggressive, as long as cubs arenât around, anyway. You can usually scare them away. And I have bear spray just in case.â
Karina wrapped her arms around herself. âYou guys call this fun? Letâs just go home. We have trees there. And no bears.â
âAnd you always say youâre the adventurous one,â I teased.
âYeah, for parties. Not for getting eaten by wildlife.â
âDonât worry. Iâve camped here many times. Never seen anything but deer and raccoons.â
We gave Karina rope to string up as a clothesline while Yunjin and I found the tree we had used on our first camping trip and got it ready to hoist our packs later that evening.
When we returned to camp, Karina had hung up our one mutual towel on the line.
âEverything is all set.â I looked at Yunjin suggestively. âNow we can take that nap.â
âItâs too hot. Even hotter in the tent. Besides, Iâm not horny.â Yunjin said
I sighed. âKarina?â
âWhat? No way. Itâs too hot.â
âYouâre not horny either?â
âNope,â said Karina, putting her hands behind her and rocking back on her heels. She had a little smile.
âWell, I am,â I said, âand as alpha male, I demand to mate with my harem.â
The girls scoffed.
âListen to him,â said Karina. âHe thinks heâs in charge.â
I spread my arms and stepped towards Yunjin with exaggerated stalking movements. She laughed, backing away. âKeep away, âalpha male.ââ
Trying not to laugh, I growled, âThe first girl I catch, I fuck,â then lunged at Yunjin. She yelped and ran. I turned to Karina. With a big smile, she bolted in the other direction.
I chased the girls, laughing and screaming. Yunjin was the slowest, but she was agile. Each time I nearly caught her, she weaved and feinted away. After a few more times, she plunged into the water and swam to the middle.
âNo fair!â I yelled. Yunjin was a powerful swimmer⊠there was no way I would catch her in the lake.
I turned back to Karina. I herded her to the edge of the campsite where thorny bushes and a large tree blocked her way. I spread my arms as I approached, ready to catch her if she bolted.
Karina stood with her back against the tree, looking left and right. âStay away, you beast,â she laughed.
âYouâre mine now,â I growled dramatically and edged closer.
By now, I was hard as steel. Karinaâs eyes widened when she saw it.
âYou think Iâm your bitch to fuck whenever you feel like it?â she said.
I closed the gap and pinned her to the tree, holding her wrists with one hand. âUh huh. And I feel like it, Now.â
Karina just grinned as I forced her legs apart and started rubbing my cock along her slit. She was already wet. I started sliding back and forth, becoming slick from her wetness.
âBeast,â she breathed, but she pushed back at me.
I released her wrists and put my arms under her ass, lifting her up against the tree and forcing her legs around me. I positioned my cock up her entrance and pushed. Karina inhaled sharply, eyes widening as I penetrated her. She held onto the tree behind her as I started fucking her against it. Soon she wrapped her legs and arms tight around me and pulled me into a deep kiss.
I rutted deep into her grasping tunnel with no thought of prolonging our mating or getting her off. I was consumed with a primal need to fuck this beautiful woman until I filled her.
It didnât take long. A few final thrusts and I grunted, cumming hard into her. Karina clung and panted, her welcoming womb accepting my seed.
Eventually, my heart slowed and I lowered her legs. I kept myself inside her as we kissed and embraced. When I finally softened and slipped from her, I pulled Karina away from the tree and turned her around to brush bits of bark from her back.
Karina looked back. âAss,â she said.
âYou bring it out in me,â I grinned. âYou okay?â
âIâve just been fucked by my âalpha maleâ How could I not be okay?â She forced a smile, then it trailed away into an odd, unreadable expression.
Yunjin was drying off when we got back to the tent.
âNo fair going in the water,â I said. âYou know youâre a better swimmer.â
âI wasnât going to let you fuck ME against some tree. When we do it, I want it long and slow.â
âSuits me,â I said. âI think Iâm ready for an actual nap now.â
The three of us crawled back into the tent. It was still hot, but we snoozed for an hour, entwined in a heap.
Daylight was fading when we woke. While Karina and I washed up in the lake, Yunjin started a fire. We ate dinner, warmed by the fire, watching the sun set and stars slowly emerge.
âOh,â said Yunjin, âI forgot.â She fetched a small carton from her pack and handed it to Karina.
âInstant Chai Tea Latte Mix,â read Karina. âGee, guys⊠you shouldnât have.â
We laughed and Yunjin sat back down beside me, resting her head on my shoulder as she watched the fire and absently played with my dick. When I started getting hard, she glanced at me with a wry smile and lowered her head to take me in her mouth. After a few minutes, she stretched out by the fire and guided my head down between her legs. I licked her gently for a long while as she lay in the firelight. I concentrated my efforts and soon brought her to orgasm as she moaned and pushed my face into her.
I slid up Yunjinâs body, ready to enter her, but she pushed back on my chest.
âWait.â
âWhatâs wrong?â I asked, searching her eyes.
âI⊠I donât know about this.â
I rolled off and held her. âThis is what we planned.â
âI know. But⊠all my life I was told to stay away from guys. Getting pregnant was the worst thing that could ever happen. And nowâŠâ
ââŠand now youâre all grown up. Youâre a woman, not a girl. Your family isnât here to brand you a slut. You decide whatâs right.â
âMy head knows that,â said Yunjin. âBut insideâŠâ
I was afraid this might happen. We had planned this trip for months, but it was a big step for Yunjin. The final step, in her mind, that would separate her from her past: getting pregnant.
We timed the trip so she would be unprotected and at her most fertile. She was more vulnerable to impregnation than the first time we had coupled at the same campsite.
Back then, I had taken Yunjin backwoods camping for the first time. She was determined to shed the demons of guilt and shame from her strict upbringing. Just being alone with a guy was a big step, let alone camping in the wilderness with one. But the beauty of the surroundings and the sense of freedom led to our first experiments with nudity, followed by us fucking without protection later on. It was stupid, but fortunately Yunjin did not get pregnant. That weekend, Yunjin started discovering her inner strength and started living free, acting as she judged best, no longer following the repressive edicts of her parents.
As we lay together by the fire, I let Yunjin wrestle with the last remnants of those feelings of guilt and shame.
Finally, she urged me on top of her.
âIâm through being scared.â She spread her legs. âDo it,â she smiled. âFuck me. Knock me up. Make love to me for real.â
Our coupling was tender, both understand it wasnât just to satisfy our lust. There would be life-changing consequences for all of us. We hoped.
When I approached the point of no return, I looked into Yunjinâs eyes.
âLast chance,â I panted.
Yunjinâs eyes were bright. âLet go,â she whispered. âMake me yours forever.â
I pushed in deep and with two more strokes emptied all I had into my loveâs fertile body. She groaned and arched her back as she felt me inseminate her. It signalled victory over her last taboo. She was finally free of her demons.
From the other side of the fire, Karina watched excited as I hopefully impregnated her best friend.
âWay to go, Yunjin,â she said.
As we lay together recovering, Yunjin said, âYou were supposed to fuck me first this weekend, you know.â
âI know. But you ran into the lake. Whatâs am I supposed to do? And how can I deprive poor Karina?â
Yunjin just shook her head.
âHow about this,â I said, âthis weekend I fuck you the most.â
âI guess thatâs okay, as long every time is like what we just did.â
The three of us sat around the fire, joking and chatting until the air grew chilly. Then we secured the campsite for the night and crawled into the tent.
Sometime that night, Karina woke me in her usual way: stroking me to hardness. The remains of the campfire cast flickering light through the tent wall. Yunjin was snoring gently, her back to us.
âI canât sleep,â Karina whispered. âI keep thinking I hear bears.â
âWell, if one comes around, Iâll go out and beat him up. I have quite a reputation in these woods, you know.â
She chuckled. âOh, yes. Please protect me, Mr. Man!â
âSeriously, theyâre really more scared of us. Especially me.â I grinned.
âYou ass.â She felt my hard dick. âReady for more?â
âIâm always ready for you, Karina.â I gently rolled on top of her and poked my hardness between her legs. She must have been playing with herself⊠she was already wet.
Karina sighed happily as I slid into her. No matter how many times I fucked that wonderful woman I marveled at her wet tightness and how different she felt from Yunjin.
Karina breathed in excitement, tilting her hips, driving me deeper.
We said nothing more as we fucked in dim light. Then I remembered she hadnât come last time, so I pulled out and started sliding down her body, eager to lick her to an orgasm or three.
âNo,â she breathed, urging me back up. âNot now. Just fuck me.â
âI want to make you cum.â
âLater. Just fuck me. Come on⊠breed me like you bred Yunjin. Knock me up. Make me yours too.â
That was odd. Karina had never played that game before. She knew the idea excited me, but pregnancy horrified her. She never even teased about me impregnating her.
I slid up and she sighed as I pushed back into her. Karina lay there, passively letting me take her, then slowly she started to respond, pushing back and moaning. She was tight as always, but it felt like her pussy grasped my dick even more, and she was so warm.
It was so stimulating I reached my peak much sooner than usual I almost collapsed on her as my muscles weakened when I came. Karina just lay there, eyes wide and staring at the ceiling of the tent as I inseminated her for the second time that day.
After a few moments, Karina gently pushed me off. Instead of cuddling up against me, she stayed on her back with knees raised.
Yunjin, however, snuggled against my other side. She said nothing, just pecked my cheek and reached down to feel me, still slick from Karina. Just like that first time, Yunjin had been listening silently while I fucked her best friend, enjoying every minute.
After three nights camping with the two women, playing, swimming and making love, I was exhausted. But the trip was successful: two weeks later, Yunjin was pregnant. The three of us celebrated and started planning.
Four weeks after the trip, Karina rushed to the bathroom one morning and threw up.
Yunjin went to see what was wrong. She returned a long time later, pulling Karina behind her. She was holding a pregnancy test wand.
âSo⊠you know how I always told Karina that our baby could use a friend?â
I sat up. âOh, no.â
Yunjin nodded, eyes wide.
I got up to hug them. Karina avoided my eyes.
âHow did this happen?â I said. âHow far along are you?â
Yunjin said, âApparently, the same as me.â
I tried to process that. âSo⊠Iâm the father?â
Karina gasped and pushed me. âOf course! Who else would I let knock me up?â
âLet me? So, on our camping trip⊠you werenât protected? On purpose?â
Karina look to Yunjin, âGuys are really slow sometimes, arenât they?â
âBut why? I thought having a kid squicked you out.â
Karina buried her face against my chest with one arm around me and the other around Yunjin. âBecause I donât want to lose you.â
I met Yunjinâs eyes while stroking Karinaâs hair. âThat would never happen. I told you⊠weâre a family.â
âWell, we sure are now,â said Karina. She looked up. âAngry?â
âShocked,â I said. âAmazed. But not angry. You know I wanted to have a baby with you too. But now how the hell am I going to deal with two pregnant women at the same time.â
âWeâll take it easy on you. Itâs going to be a big change. For all of us.â Yunjin said
I started pulling Karina and Yunjin to the bed.
âWhat are you doing?â
âSeeing if I can give you both twins.â
âBut thatâs not how⊠never mind. Letâs try anyway.â Yunjin laughed and pulled Karina onto the bed with her.
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Grease (the tragedy)
âCareful, those marks on the floor arenât just oil and paint.â
jeon wonwoo x reader
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warnings: smut [minors DNI], fluff, angst, mechanic!wonu, annoyances to lovers, blind date gone wrong but then gone right, kissing, clit stuff, oral (f. rec), thigh fucking (oop), this all happens at a desk LMAO, title is a what I thought was a funny spin on how people say "grease (the musical)"....has nothing to do with the musical though but lots to do with actual grease!!!
synopsis: In which you have to sit through one of the worst dates of your life, followed by the insistent tug of fate and compulsion that lead you straight back to where you'd sworn you'd never go.
[a/n]: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY WIFE CAMOTHY @highvern everyone go say happy birthday to cam or ill appear in your room at night đ« anygays HAVE FUN READING THIS I hope this is all the sexy wonu content you wanted, I cant wait for your reaction hehehhehe
and also bigbigbigbig thank you to jessifer @the-boy-meets-evil for proofing this for me!!! ily heh
and and to everyone reading this who is not cam, I hope you enjoy reading mechanic!wonu as much as I liked writing him heheh PLS REMEMBER TO REBLOG AND TELL ME UR THOTS it could be in the tags, replies, an ask literally anything!!!! id love to hear what you guys think!!!!
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 [You]: do you think he died on the way [Liv]: hes still not there??? [You]: what do you think????? [Liv]: let me ask Amelia [You]: dont bother [You]: he can show up whenever he wants im leaving in 5 [Liv]: you promised youâd sit thru this!! [You]: sit thru what? an empty seat across from me???
Liv doesnât respond immediately, and you immediately know sheâs buggered off to ask her cousin why your date still wasnât here.Â
Itâs not like you couldnât have asked him yourself, the sparse textbox sitting just under Livâs contact. You open it to inspect the contents.Â
[livâs cousinâs something]: Amelia gave me your number [livâs cousinâs something]: friday night at the sage&salt at 7Â [livâs cousinâs something]: is that okay [You]: uh hey [You]: yeah thatâs fine
Today 7:20 PM
[You]: im here?
The first thread of texts were enough to make you feel like this was some cold business meeting instead of a date, knowing wherever this would lead would be either the city dump or off a cliff. Liv was hearing none of it, taking the guilt tripping route, saying sheâd already committed and her cousin was irritating enough even without a scuffle.
So when Friday evening came around youâd pulled on the first dress your fingers could find, took all of ten minutes fighting with your makeup to make it look like you did something and left the house with zero expectations.Â
Despite that, as you see a man walk into the establishment dressed like heâd gotten into a fight with a squid and a paper shredder, you feel the stone in your chest tank into the abyss. Zero expectations, and heâs somehow managed to strike out anyway.Â
The jacket looks like heâs put it on as a weak cover for the grime stains on his shirt and trousers, a couple jet black splatters across the outfit to really pull the whole thing together. Itâs not like he looked homeless or anything, his face surprisingly handsome with his hair pushed away from his forehead. Although he remains looking like heâd been playing football in some neighbourhood parking lot before remembering he had an adult appointment too.Â
Youâd never seen the man in your life, but your gut told you this was the shit texter whoâd kept you waiting for nearly an hour. He seems to notice too, eyes locking from across the restaurant as the waitress leads him to your table.Â
âWonwoo,â you greet with a difficult smile, half sure it came out as a grimace. âRight?â
âYeah,â he huffs as he practically slams back down on the chair, and you wonder for a moment how the legs didnât give out. He says your name and you nod. âSorry Iâm late, I got a call in the parking lot.â
Heâs been in the parking lot this entire time?!
Itâs like youâve been doused in gasoline and lit on fire, yet somehow needing to give him a shaky reply anyway.Â
âOâoh, I see.â
The waitress saves you from spitting in his face when she asks if you were ready to order.Â
Dinner was off the table, as you discussed with Liv who forwarded it to her cousin to herâwhoever it was that set up this god awful dateâand agreed on dessert and perhaps a drink.Â
âIâll have the chocolate cake,â you request in an attempt to make this somewhat better. You consider for a moment before asking for a drink as well, âAnd a dry gin martini, please.â
âUm,â he staggers as he barely skims the menu, ultimately flipping it closed. âIâll have the same, I guess.â
Deep voice. You mightâve liked that if you werenât already so peeved.Â
The waitress disappears with the menus, leaving you two alone for the first time.Â
âSo,â you start with an exhale. âHow do you know Amelia?â
âHer husband.â
âI see.â
Silence.Â
âHow do you know her husband?â
He sighs like this is all inconveniencing him, and it irks you to an irrespective degree. Like you wanted to be here either.Â
âHe brings his car to the workshop alot, became friends somewhere along the line.â
âWorkshop?â
He looks a little startled, cocking his head to the side. âIâm a mechanic? Did Oliviaâwas itânot tell you?â
âNo, she didnât.â
Itâs silent yet again as the man across from you refuses to elaborate. You curse as you ask him a follow up question. If there was anything you hated more than shouldering a dead conversation, it was sitting through an awkward silence.Â
One hour. Youâd sit through this for one more hour and then youâd leave.Â
âWhat kind of cars do you work on?â
âExpensive ones,â he answers. You mightâve kicked yourself if heâd ended it at that, but he continues with a purse of his lips. âOnes that rich people abuse to an inch of the machineâs life and wonder why the dealership gives up on it. Vintage pieces too.â
âHave I heard of it?â
âThe cars?â
âNo, I mean,â you let out a breath. âYour workshop.â
âJeon Motors, just a couple streets down actually.â
You did know what he was talking about, not expecting to recognise it through the empty question, passing by it on multiple occasions in this part of the city.
âOh, Iâve seen it a few times.â
âYeah, weâve been there for a while.â
âFamily business?â
âUhâsort of.âÂ
âOkay,â you sigh in an irritated laugh. This was going to be a very difficult hour. âKeep that to yourself too.â
âIs there a problem?â
Just as you lift your eyes to lock with his, a ready yes, there is actually a problem on your tongue, thereâs an intrusion.Â
âHere are your chocolate cakes,â the waitress places the cakes down, and then the drinks. âAnd your dry gin martinis. Do you guys need anything else?â By the time the waitress is gone youâve somewhat forced yourself to put that sudden surge of flames out, to a degree at least.Â
âOkay,â he sighs, grabbing his glass and downing nearly half the contents. He emerges, wiping a bit of a spill from the corner of his mouth. âLetâs get this out of the way.â
âHm?â Heâs speaking to you with a very weird surge of intensity, and it confuses you.
âNeither of us wanna be here. Youâre clearly trying to be hospitable but Iâd really rather you not, especially when weâre both doing this to get our respective ticks off our hides.â
There isnât much you can do but stare at him.Â
âHave I misjudged your advances?â he asks over his glass, sharp eyes piercing.Â
âNo!â you yelp, reaching for your drink yourself, taking big sips only to emerge sputtering and heaving.Â
Your date looks like heâs rising out of his chair when you raise a hand to stop him.Â
âNo,â you repeat, less jumpy this time. âI guess we couldâve cleared that out from before.â
Did heâŠsnort?
âSorry.â Dropping his chin to his chest, he composes himself.Â
âWhat?â you ask, remaining annoyed as ever.Â
âNothing.â
That does it. You slam your now empty glass down on the table, slipping your fork out of the napkin a little forcefully, the metal glinting in the light of the restaurant. You dig into a corner of the cake and shove it in your mouth.Â
If he was gonna be rude, you could be too.Â
âI donât know about hospitable.â You swallow. âBut I assumed not being an ass was kind of an unwritten rule for any situation really. Including the ones youâd rather not be in.â
Wonwoo stares at you with a blank face, his cake untouched. âIâm being an ass. My laugh couldnât have offended you that much.â
âSo you did pick that up,â you comment. âWith the way this conversationâs going I wouldâve thought it flew right over your engine.â
âIâd argue your laugh was the least offensive thing youâve done tonight.â You plunge your fork into your cake again. âBut clearly weâre in different realms of etiquette.â
Your eyes meet the rough stains on his attire, and then his own that bore into yours like a challenge. The cake isnât too sweet, rich just the right amount and texturally sound. Maybe something good did come out of this fiasco.Â
âOkay fine,â he announces, sitting up straighter. âI apologise.â
âFor laughing?â
âAnd for being obscenely late.â
âAnd?â
âAndâŠâ he genuinely looks like heâs struggling to figure it out, but catches your eyes flickering to his tattered and stained outfit. âAnd for my entirely inappropriate dressing sense. Youâll have to forgive me for that one, oil and grime are my spoils of war.â
âWear it like a badge, mister mechanic, but perhaps somewhere itâs appreciated.âÂ
Wonwoo has already finished his drink, his cake remaining untouched. âYouâre quite adamant on disliking me.â
âAnd youâre quite adamant on being a horrid conversationalist.â
The corners of his mouth lift the slightest bit. Opening his mouth to respond, you cut him off. âCars donât talk? Or perhaps, machines are easier to understand?â
âMore like I donât care to be personable.â
âThat canât be good for business.â
âThe cars speak for themselves.â
Heâs a weird one. Even more so when he offers to pay the entire bill, promising you he wasnât lying when he said he was good at what he does, and to âmake up for lost personality points.â You manage to pay your half anyway, considering the circumstances.Â
âCan you at least let me drive you home?â Wonwoo asks as you both step out of the establishment soon after.Â
âDepends.â You fix the strap of your bag. âWill it fall apart on the highway?â
The blaring white of the restaurant's outdoor lights backlight Wonwoo to make him look like some sad angel. He turns to you, the same slight smirk that seems to be plastered on his face. âWhy donât you find out?â
âWhat do you mean sell it? I got this thing a year ago!âÂ
There isnât much you can do but sigh loudly as you listen to Olivia talk about the state of her car, the one that cost too much to justify but she seemed to use and abuse like a very replaceable toy truck.Â
Leaning against the hood of the darn thing, you talk to her. âThe dealership is giving you a shit deal to take it off your hands, you might as well try your luck.â
The look on her face is easy to read as she silences. Not convinced in the slightest, waiting for the conversation to end just so she could figure it out on her own. Sighing loudly, you look back to the dark beauty with a crate of issues that make it spit and sputter to a stop every few weeks.Â
âHow much did you say the repairs cost again?â
âEnough to put me on food stamps,â she whines through her frustration, tears pricking against her eyes as they glisten under the neighbourhood streetlights. âWhy are you smirking like that?!â
âItâs just,â you pause as you consider your next words, pressing your lips together. âThis is a little bit your fault.â
Lies, it was entirely her fault.Â
Liv stares like youâve just offended her, which youâre sure you have.
âCare to share how this possible bankruptcy could be my fault?"
âBecause you drive the thing like you have a secret reserve buried somewhere in Tenerife.â
âMy apologies for making a habit of not being a public nuisance and going forty on a national highway.â
âYour speed-o-metre is not the issue here.â
âYes, of course, everythingâs my fault.â
âLiv, please!â You groan loudly. âJustâŠletâs try putting up a listing tomorrow. Consider the prospects and you can decide from there.â
Sagging her shoulders and stretching her neck, Liv decides to simply trudge back indoors in silence. You take it as a begrudging yes, and follow her inside.Â
That very night, when you were at the very cusp of falling into the dark space of sleep, your brain re-awakens before your eyes do. A jolt as the memory comes back to you of the many months ago, sitting in that restaurant across from a man who was too handsome for the personality he seemed to sire.Â
âExpensive ones,â he had said. âOnes that rich people abuse to an inch of the machineâs life and wonder why the dealership gives up on it.â
How fitting.Â
âAre you going to explain or should I explode instead?âÂ
Youâd mentally prepared for the bombardment of accusations from Liv, her questioning perfectly right as you yourself cringed at the thought of showing your face here of all places. The one last one thatâd officially banned her from ever setting you up with an individual of her choosing ever again.Â
Hearing only silence as her answer, she appeals; âI thought he was the worst date of your life.â
âNothing to do with his skills as a mechanic,â you mumble, refusing to make eye contact.Â
âAnd everything to do with this being a horrible idea anyway!â Liv stares up at the sign on top of the garage. Jeon Motors. âWhat makes you think this guy can fix my car?â
What did make you think he could fix Livâs car? If youâd known you might have given her an answer, but as you stare at the giant signboard that youâve driven past for longer than you can remember, you canât help but feel this place has been haunting you. Just a little.Â
You canât help but feel the tingle of goosebumps rise on your skin, the hairs across the expanse standing up at the thought of walking inside. There was no way you could differentiate the reaction from plain nerves or from the cringing drills that sound all the way outside the establishment. Regardless, you make an attempt to look confident as you make your strides into the pungent of the workshop.Â
The first thing you note is howâŠclean everything is. Cleaner than any other workshop youâve walked into anyway.Â
The interior is bigger than it looks from the outside, the ginormous hall hosting about a dozen cars within your eyeshot alone. One side of the great hall holds an array of parked cars in different stages of dismantled and deconstructed, while the other side is lined with contraptions that look like stripped and enlarged elevators.Â
Once youâve inhaled a beyond recommended amount of smoke fumes and listened past all of the clanging, banging and sparks, you register the people that are elbow deep in the hoods of the vehicle theyâre working on, enough to leave you and Liv standing at the entrance of an establishment that you can barely make sense of.Â
âCan I help you?â A man in stained beige overalls approaches your wide eyed pair, face half covered in his baseball hat and hands occupied with a rag.Â
To your slightest dismay, it isnât the man youâre looking for.
âUhâ is Wonwoo here?â you ask.Â
âHeâs in a meeting right now. Are you a friend?âÂ
No, just a failed love interest.
âHe,â you falter. If you werenât a friendâŠthen what were you? âHe gave me his card.â
âDo you need help with your car?â
âMine, actually,â Liv pipes. âItâs outside if you wanna take a look first.â
With one sweeping look across the warehouse, your eyes land on one of the few doors on the left. You register the plain look of it for barely a moment before joining Liv outside.Â
By the time her car has been rolled and parked inside for a more thorough inspection, itâs taken you every last grain of your willpower to not stalk back out and wait in your car. For whatever reason, you canât help but feel a very familiar spasm of irritation spark through you. Here you are, left anxiously waiting for the same man for a second time, merely feet away but remaining occupied with more important things.Â
At the very least, the multiple hands prodding around the carâs engine were being somewhat of use, attempting to survey the same issues that had been looked at about a dozen times before. You silently promise to be a better person if this trip wouldnât be for vain. Â
âAm I late for something again?âÂ
Your throat is suddenly clogged as you open your mouth and no sound graces your presence. The face that meets you has his eyebrows raised as he stares at you in expectation, a ghost of a smile on his face.Â
âWâWonwoo, hi, um.â You clear your throat loudly, heat cursing your cheeks. âNo, of course not.â
âTo what do I owe the pleasure afterâŠfour months?â he asks, hands on his hips and his back straightened.
âIâŠmy friendâs car needed to be looked at soâŠâ
âAh, of course!â He turns to where youâve motioned, looking at the popped hood of the car his employees are working on. âIâll take a look at it myself, donât worry about it.â
Heâs already walking away, towards the car and leaving you a ways away from the action. You stare at his back; the overalls tied at the waist and the stained white T-shirt that clings to his form from the humidity.
Wonwoo remains a man of a few words, and you remain at wits end about it all.Â
A loud honk gives you something to do as you jump at the sound so up close, scrambling to move away from the smack centre as another car pulls into the garage.Â
âCareful, those marks on the floor arenât just oil and paint.â Wonwoo snickers from his place hunched over the hood as he cranes his neck to look at you.Â
You walk over to where he is to get out of the way. âWas that meant to sound like an innuendo?â
âI was talking about the occasional running over someoneâs foot,â he answers. âNot sure what you were thinking.âÂ
Ignoring the jab, you note that it was now only you and him crowding the car, âWhereâs Olivia?â
âWent to look at spare parts.â You watch him as his gloved hands reach further into the enclave and yank at something hard.Â
âSo you can fix it?âÂ
âThe car? Itâll take a couple days but itâs not really an issue.â
Furrowing your brows, you press on, âBut the dealershipââ
âDealerships are the spawn of the devil,â he grunts as he finally wrenches out a spare nut or bolt or something thatâs covered in oil. âLet me guess, they wanted her to sell it back to them?â
Itâs your turn to raise your brows. âYes. They tried fixing it, but it'd just stop again.â
âBecause theyâve been fixing the symptoms.â He raises his eyes to meet yours, hands occupied with rubbing the part in his hands relatively clean with a rag. âThey havenât bothered to do anything about the actual problem.âÂ
âBecause thatâs gonna costâŠ?â
âCouple hundred, give or take,â he announces nonchalantly, turning his focus back to the engine.Â
âButââ Thatâs it?
âFifty extra for every question I have to answer after this.â You briefly wonder if Wonwooâs eyes were always this piercing, boring into your soul like he didnât need words to know what was going on with you.Â
âFine,â you huff, moving to drag a chair over, mostly just so you could have reason to break eye contact, and plop down as you watch him work.Â
The more you think about it, the more you can find yourself unbothered by his strange behaviour. He wasnât bleak, but nowhere near one of the more interesting people youâve met. Taking the opportunity to really scan the man head to toe, you canât say you find anything truly concrete to be this put off by him.Â
Not much of a talker, but with the times youâve prayed for a man that knew when to shut up sometimes, you wonder how much you can actually complain about this boon in particular.Â
Besides, he was a looker, and you were completely content shutting your trap if it meant you got to shamelessly ogle at him from this close.Â
âYou know, this place looks bigger than it does from the outside.â
Wonwoo stares pointedly.Â
You raise a shoulder in nonchalance, âWasnât a question!â
He simply huffs as he mumbles, âMore length than breadth I suppose.â
âWhat are those things called?â you ask as you watch a sedan get lifted into the on some platform on the other end of the row.Â
Glancing back, he answers, âPost lift, car lift, whatever you wanna call it.â
âWhat does it do?â
âTake a wild guess.â
âTouchĂ©.âÂ
Glancing back at him, you catch sight of his stained shirt once again. âIs that the same thing you wore to our date?â
Chin to chest, he registers what heâs wearing, hands still working on pulling bolts and boxes out of the hood. âHave about twenty of the same shirt, I can never be too sure.â
âYouâre impossible.â
He smirks, âTouchĂ©.âÂ
You questioned if this was a mistake.Â
Olivia could pick up her car herself, so why did you insist to be the one that did it? As you pay the taxi driver, you feel your ankles lock for a moment as you move to slip out of the cab. Frozen, you hear the driver ask you if everything was alright, to which your legs seem to work again, finally foot to gravel in front of the dreaded workshop.
The Jeon Motors sign blares the same as it always has in the afternoon light, glinting as it encourages you to walk in and do one of the stupider things youâve done in life. Other than the ridiculous outfit youâve put on, of course.Â
But alas, as you hand over your slip to one of the many mechanics in the workshop, you find yourself praying he wasnât here after all, that perhaps you could miss him as you leave and never have to see him again.Â
Somebody yells out his name, and the dream drifts away like smoke.Â
Finding the courage, you look up to where the man shouted for him, and immediately wish you hadnât.Â
Wonwoo remains in his overalls, the same ones that he had tied to his waist the last time you saw him. His undershirt howeverâŠ
The tank top is revealing too much for you to pretend you donât care, his hair remaining pushed back and away from his forehead as he walks over to you in what feels like slow motion. He takes the slip that he does not need, smiling at you as he says his hellos.Â
âCarâs all fixed up, just need some papers that need signing and youâre all set.â
âOh, but Liv isnât here today.â
âThatâs alright, you can sign them too,â he reassures, motioning for you to walk with him towards the car. âThe car was alright in the test drives, revving hasnât caused any problems either.â
He halts in front of the now (supposedly) fixed black sedan and pats the hood lightly, âIf anything happens tell her to bring it straight here, although it shouldnât have any more problems.â
âWhatâs your rate of return on customers?â you ask, a slight smirk on your face.
He thinks for a moment, âPretty crap. But I guess that means Iâm doing something right.â
You consider yourself something of a helicopter parent when it comes to your own car, but perhaps youâd change that if it meant youâd get to come here a little more often.Â
Goodness, whatâs gotten into you.
Wonwooâs smiling too, and for a brief moment the silence is nearly awkward. A pause before he proposes leaving.Â
âShall we go to the office then?âÂ
Nodding eagerly, you trail behind him as he leads you towards the other end of the workshop, passing by even more cars in all their stripped or constructed glory. Glancing in front, you catch sight of Wonwooâs back, ensnared for a moment before you snap your head away, reciting every curse word you know like a mantra.Â
âItâs less hot in here too, keep the air on all the time.â Wonwoo stands in front of the plain doors, hands on the handle to wrench it open. You recognise it as the same door you had noted a few days ago. âWould you like anything? Coffee, tea?â
âUm, just water is fine, thanks.â
Itâs quite plain, beige and leather against cream walls and unfittingly white lights. Thereâs a desk on one corner thatâs beyond cluttered with more papers than you can register, pens and other office supplies mixed into the disorganised chaos of the large tabletop.
âSorry about the mess, I can never find time to sort through it.â To your surprise, the light tinge of his cheeks suggest he might actually feel a little embarrassed.Â
Cute.Â
Thereâs cabinets that line on one of the far walls, and you watch him take his gloves off to open it and reach for a cup. The white porcelain emerges stained with an ashy grey as his fingers betray him. He looks flustered, glancing at his hands and back up to the cabinet.Â
You canât help but laugh a little, moving forward to help. âItâs alright, let me.â
âSorry,â he apologised again, with a sheepish look on his face. âIâll, um, wash this off.â
âGo on, Iâm here,â you reassure as you move towards the water dispenser in the corner to fill your clean cup.Â
He returns with significantly cleaner hands and apologises one last time. âSeems all I do around you is apologise.â
You have the good humour to chuckle, âSo Iâve noticed.â
He does well to clear out most of the clutter thatâs on his desk, leaving enough room to set down a few pieces of paper as you take a seat on the opposite side.Â
As you scan through the papers, he attempts to make sober conversation. âYou shouldâŠbring your car around for inspections if you want.â
âOh? Even if I ask a million questions?â
âI can make an exception or two,â he grins.Â
âAnd if you charge me double?â
âMight not charge you at all.â
âMight?â you question as you lift the pen heâd given you to sign the first space.Â
âMight.â
âAnd whatâre the conditions for that?âÂ
He doesnât answer as he ponders and you fill in the second blank. âIâll have to think about that.â
You snort before you can help it, your last signature coming out a little wonky as your hands shake. Turning the papers over to him, you continue, âWell then, let me know when you figure it out.â
He stares pointedly as he accepts the papers before dropping his eyes again, âCan I?â
âHm?â
âCan I? Let you know?âÂ
Itâs like youâve been frozen over, the typewriter in your mind jamming as it punches out the implications of what heâs saying.Â
âIt seems, at least to me, that we may have gotten off on the wrong foot,â he continues.Â
You hesitate. âI think so too.â
âIâŠI donât want to put anything like pressure on you butââÂ
âWould you like to try the new gelato place downtown this week?â you ask finally as you save him from his misery. âIfâŠyouâd like.â
He looks stunned for a moment before heâs scrambling, âOhâof course! Yes, anytime is fine with me.â
âGreat,â you smile, lifting from your seat. âItâs a date.â
âIâll promise to wash my hands this timeâŠand my shirt. And I wonât be late.âÂ
âLetâs not make promises we canât keep,â you tease.Â
Youâre nearing the door as he follows behind, and just as youâre about to pull down on the handle, you hear him say your name.Â
Turning around, almost too eagerly, you look up at him in expectation. Heâs close, almost right behind you as he looks like heâs debating whether opening his mouth is a good idea.Â
âAre you doing anything else today?âÂ
âUm,â you stutter for a moment. âI donât have to drop off the car till later tonight, thatâs all really.â
He swallows. âDo you wanna stay? Just a little while. We can stay in here, nobody comes in anyway.â
You arenât entirely sure why you said yes, because you did actually have dinner plans with Liv later tonight, but the teeny tiny voice in your mind egged you on anyway. Besides, Liv wouldnât mind, not if you were cancelling for this.
This entailed the very friendly contact of Wonwooâs tongue in your mouth, and the extremely cordial way it seemed to caress your insides. If somebody asked you how it led to this, you donât think youâd have an answer. Not that you care, especially when his hands are grabbing your waist and hips like that.
Heâs already locked the door, reassuring you that nobody would find their boss and client in the smack dab middle of the devilâs tango. You take his word for it, relishing in the way his hot breath hits your skin below your ears, his mouth sucking under your earlobes as you whimper ever so quietly.Â
Your hands are on his exposed biceps, feeling him up all to your heart's content. âDo youâDo you always wear stuff like this?â
He emerges, wet lipped and eyes trained. âSo I wasnât imagining it.â
âImagining what?â you ask as you let him unbuckle your trousers.
âPlease. Like you werenât stripping me with your eyes.â
If you were warm before you, you're boiling up now. Were you being so obvious?
âItâs alright,â he reassures as you feel his fingers make contact with the crotch of your panties, pushing in to put pressure on your clit. âWouldnât be here if I hadnât picked up on it.â
You feel his fingers push the dampening fabric away as his fingers make contact with your hole, coating his fingers in the arousal thatâs made itself known. Itâs hard to not hiss at the way he begins to circle it, thanking the universe that the loud noises of the workshop outside were masking whatever evidence of the heinous crime you were committing inside.Â
Back against the couch in his office, you settle into the cushions once you feel him rub at your clit, one hand spreading your lips apart as he continues to massage your own wetness onto your throbbing cunt.Â
When he retreats you almost cry out, but are smothered when he plunges two fingers into your hole instead, curling them almost immediately inside you. The consistent brush of the tips of his fingers on your walls are making it difficult to keep your eyes open, and absolutely impossible to keep your moans at bay.Â
âWonwoo, thatâs so good, fuck.â
Through your closed eyes, you donât note when Wonwoo gets on his knees. But you do feel him yank your trousers off entirely, and you definitely feel him place his wet mouth flush on your lower lips, sucking at your clit as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you mercilessly.Â
Thatâs all it takes for your noises to become increasingly high pitched, hands buried in his beautiful hair as he continues to pleasure you beyond imagination.Â
âIâm so close, keep going, please, it feels soââ
He somehow buries his face in deeper, sucking harder, licking faster, and itâs enough for you to finally feel yourself collapsing on the inside, your composure dissolving as you moan so loud youâre sure they can hear it outside, even through all the clanging and revs of cars.Â
Thereâs no way for you to know how long you lay there slumped against the couch cushions, but when you hear Wonwoo speak to you in your ear, you answer.Â
âWas that okay?â
âMore than okay,â you say as you grab his face and pull his lips to yours, tasting the tang in his mouth from your arousal. âDo you have a condom?â
âIâfuck,â he thinks for a moment. âI donât think I do.â
You try not to feel too disappointed, but you sigh into his mouth anyway.Â
âCan I fuck your thighs?â you hear him ask, and you might have just orgasmed again, untouched.Â
âFuck, yes you can.âÂ
With a yelp, you feel yourself lifted off the couch as you wrap your arms around Wonwooâs neck, letting him guide you to his desk. âWonwoo!â
You hear a loud crash of the desk being stripped of all its inhabitants, and your back hitting the cool of the table top.Â
Wonwoo unties the arms of his overalls around his waist, letting the legs pool to the floor before slipping his hard cock out of his boxers.Â
You donât see it as you feel him lock your knees together and lift both your calves to rest on one of his shoulders. But you do feel it as he pushes the head into the seam of your thighs, watching the indent as the pink of his dick appears before you through the skin of your thighs.Â
Wonwooâs face is contorted as he pulls back and pushes back through again, this time brushing against your still sensitive clit. You gasp at contact, and immediately feel him thrusting faster.Â
âWonwoo,â you grunt. âLower.â
He obliges, pushing his dick lower so it can rub flush against your clit as he begins to roughen up his pace.Â
You moan as you feel his free hand that isnât holding your legs trail to the ends of your shirt, caressing over your stomach to pull it up and reveal your bra clad tits. He pushes his hands under the nearest cup and begins to grope you so wonderfully with his big, warm hands. Rolling the bud between his fingers, you can only grasp onto his wrists as a handheld to keep you down on earth.Â
The desk beneath you is rattling with noise, the full drawers making themselves known as Wonwoo pounds into your thighs like he would die if he stopped, mouth coming in contact with whatever skin of your legs he could reach, his breath fanning the side of your knees.Â
Youâre close again, and you know he is too with the way his thrusts are beginning to grow sloppy.Â
âThere,â he pants. âAlmost.â
You orgasm for the second time, the throb your clit beyond comprehension as the rough of his dick slides across your clit mercilessly.Â
âCum like this, Wonwoo please I need to see you cum.â
And he does, shooting the heft of his load to cover your already wet cunt and thighs, landing on your stomach as he continues to ride out his high between your legs.Â
The back of your head hits the table as you take in gulps of air through the aftermath of it all. Wonwoo is putting his weight on the back of your thighs, holding onto the table for support.Â
âOh, Liv is never gonna let me live this down,â you pant, lolling your head to one side as you register him.Â
He peers up at you through his hair, the stupid smirk on his face, âDo you care?â
Youâre smiling a little too when you answer, âNot really.â
And then your legs are off his shoulders as he nestles between them instead, diving in to lift your head and kiss you.Â
And you let him, although you wouldnât really call it too much of a kissânot when the both of you were smiling like idiots through the clash.Â
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Hey I want to ask if you could do seventeen talking during sex like not during an orgams but just like you know sex please and thank you đ
how seventeen talks to you during sex
seungcheol is not much of a taaalker during sex, but when he does speak... is all about control, he wants you to be following every single orders he asks. âstay still,â his grip on your thighs firm. âi want to feel every. inch. of. you.â or... âmove your hips, just like that,â âgood girl, keep going.â likes the way you are completely under his control, craving his approval.
jeonghanâs method of torment is different; he loves seeing you struggle. âdo you like that? can you tell me how it feels?â his questions come between thrusts, making it hard for you to form coherent answers. your stuttered responses amuse him
joshua is gentle, almost reverent in the way he touches you. heâs not one for dirty talk, but his coos and murmurs are just as effective. âyouâre so beautiful,â but when heâs mad, the filthy words spill from his lips. âyou think you can just tease me like that? take this, you little slutâ his words are rare but works everytime.
junhui doesnât mean to dirty talk; it just slips out. âgod, youâre so tightâ he moans, his hands gripping your hips. âfeels so fucking good.â his words are natural and unfiltered, an honest expression of how good you make him feel.
hoshi canât keep his mouth shut, narrating every sensation, every reaction. âgod, youâre squeezing me so tight. love how you feel around me.â his words are a constant stream, making you blush and squirm.
wonwooâs quiet exterior hides a filthy mouth. âyou like being fucked like this, donât you? such a dumb little slut for me.â his harsh words contrasting with the tenderness in his eyes, making you feel cherished even as he reduces you to a whimpering mess.
jihoon is typically quiet, but his words are clear. âkeep your legs spread,â he instructs âdonât move or Iâll stop.â but when heâs feeling more romantic, his tone softens. âi love you,â he murmurs, pressing his forehead to yours as he moves within you.
minghao has become surprisingly vocal, his initial reluctance giving way to a newfound enthusiasm. âso tight around me. fuck, keep clenching like that.â his words make you clench tigther around him, a reaction heâs learned to love, encouraging him to keep talking.
mingyu canât stop moaning and whimpering, his rambling almost constant. âoh god, oh god, you feel so good. canât stop, canât think.â his voice is breathless, his words barely coherent, but the reason behind them makes you feel powerful, knowing youâre the one making him lose control.
seokmin balances sweetness with nasty. âuâre the love of my life,â he says, before his tone shifts. ânow take mâcock like the dirty little slut you are.â his dual nature keeps you on your toes
seungkwanâs sassiness comes through in his teasing. âdo you like that? answer me.â his questions are a challenge, and when you canât answer, he laughs softly. âcome on, tell me how much you love it.â he knows you canât form coherent words, and he loves every second of it. âiâll take that moan as a yes.â
vernon likes to hear you talk, his questions designed to hear you yapping ab how good it feels. âdoes that feel good?â âtell me, baby. let me hear you. i dare you.â his low, steady voice encourages you to speak, even as the pleasure makes it difficult. he relishes every stuttered word because he needs to hear your struggling to answer him, each broken word turning him on more.
chanâs thoughts spill out uncontrollably. âfuck, youâre so wet,â he groans, his thrusts becoming erratic. âgod, i love fucking you. you feel so fucking goodâ his words are bare and sincere, no filter between his thoughts and his voice. his lack of filter even shocked you at first.
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Arcane SFW & NSFW Headcanons! (f!reader, AFAB!reader)
Including: Vi, Caitlyn, Maddie, Mel, Jinx. (Disclaimer: I will only write SFW for Jinx, as her age is not fully confirmed.) This is so much longer than I meant for it to be. Enjoy!
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JINX | SFW
 Jinx, who still doesnât really know how to navigate relationships⊠at all. Sheâs shy and hesitant at first, entirely unused to the genuine connection and love. All sheâs ever known is what feels like transactional affection, despite what Silco may have actually felt towards her.Â
 She isnât too comfortable with physical affection at first, a little wary that youâre out to hurt her. But, sheâll show her appreciation for you through handing you gadgets or trinkets she makes/finds.Â
 As she grows more comfortable with you, sheâll finally start to open up and lean on you (literally and figuratively.) Sheâll start to ramble about anything and everything on her mind, almost unaware that sheâs actually doing it.Â
 Sheâll paint your nails to match hers, even including the same little face she put on her prosthetic.Â
 She LOVES to braid your hair, and will take every opportunity to do so. Despite her hands being a little calloused from her tinkering, theyâre still surprisingly soft and gentle as she rakes them through your hair.
 She is a genuine sweetheart! While she might come off really intense or a little wacky sometimes, her love for you bleeds through entirely. Itâs obvious to almost everyone how much she loves you.
 She loves watching you play with Isha or talk to Sevika, tearing up as she watches her own happy little family form after so much tragedy.
 She hugs tightly, and I mean TIGHTLY. Sheâll squeeze you to the point of almost feeling like your ribs are gonna crack.
VI | SFWÂ
 Vi, who is such a sweetheart. She wears her heart on her sleeve every second of every day. Prison may have hardened her when it comes to confrontation or battle, but she is like a puppy with you.Â
 If she continues working for Caitlyn, she spends her money well. She gets both of you a nice apartment and takes you out on sweet little dates at least once a week.
 If she relies more on the bets and money from her pit-fighting, sheâll still do the same. While the apartment isnât nearly as lavish, and the dates arenât nearly as nice, she does everything in her power to make her as enjoyable as possible.Â
 She prefers when you keep your hand wrapped around her bicep, rather than actually holding hands.Â
 She lets you paint her nails and do her makeup as you please, enjoying the lovely grin the spreads across your face as you do it.Â
 Absurdly gentle with you, always keeping a soft hand on your waist. Despite how rough she is with other people, her hands would never do the same to you. (Unless you ask for it ;))Â
 When you patch her up after a particularly rough fight, sheâll mutter a quiet âThank yâbaby.â And press herself closer to you, craving your space and comfort.Â
 She is a little difficult to get to communicate properly, almost never having been listened to before. With enough patience and kind words, sheâll eventually crack and begin to trust you as she becomes more vulnerable.
 She lovesss to bury her face into the crook of your neck as she tightly wraps her bandaged arms around your waist, pressing a few gentle kisses to your shoulder and neck.
 Sheâll tear up a little bit as you press gentle kisses to her tattoos, and especially the scars she adorns from her time in prison.Â
 Not to mention that she is definitely obsessed with you.
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This might be a hot take, but I definitely see Vi as more submissive than dominant. Whether sheâs fighting crime or other people, she definitely spends most of her day keeping everyone in check.
 So when sheâs writhing against the bed and moaning for you to just touch her, you find it extremely difficult to not give her exactly that. She loves when youâre able to take her out of her head entirely, finally giving her the space to relax and to just not think for a bit.
 While she might be submissive, she still definitely likes to top. She likes knowing that sheâs making you feel good and thrives off of the praise. So when you mutter a quiet âThatâs my good girl.â She has to temporarily stop and get her shit together so she doesnât cum on the spot.Â
 She goes feral whenever you pull her hair or scratch down her back and arms, letting out a literal whimper.Â
 As you straddle her lap and begin to ride her into oblivion, sheâll paw desperately at your hips and thighs. Sheâll eventually reach up to grope your tits and mumble incoherent compliments, talking about how pretty you are and how good you feel. She especially likes it when you tighten your hand around her throat, hearing her own choked whimpers leave her mouth.Â
 On the uncommon occasion she decides that she does want to be dominant, sheâs still not very rough. Unless you explicitly ask for a meaner hand or words, she would never do it on her own.Â
 Her favorite position is definitely doggy, she likes watching your ass bounce back against her hips as she smacks it and grips your hips tightly. Sheâll keep one hand in between your shoulder blades, and the other next to your head as she drills into you.Â
 Sheâll pepper sweet kisses along your cheeks and lick the tears off, almost ecstatic at the fact that she has fucked you so good you started crying.Â
 She loves sloppy kisses and sloppy head, moaning against your pussy as she nearly devours you whole, digging her hands into your thighs. She whines as you tangle your fingers into her hair and tug, feeling her own arousal begin to leak in between her thighs.Â
 She is so good with aftercare, too. If she had been a little rough on you, sheâll kiss all of the bruises and scratches that she left and mutter quiet praises. Sheâll wipe you down with a damp towel, giving you a quiet ââM sorry, baby.â As she soothes the towel over your sensitive clit.
CAITLYN | SFW
Caitlyn, who takes after Cassandra in the way that she is a little stern with you. She doesnât like it when you venture off without her, or at the very least someone else.
 Sheâs a little socially awkward, so you tend to take the lead at the galas or other social events sheâs expected to attend. She likes when you keep an arm around her waist, or holding your hand. While most people are there to see her, you often lead the conversations anyway.Â
 She loves when you show up to her office, your presence immediately forcing her posture and face to soften. Being in her position puts a lot of paperwork in front of her, and stress on her.Â
 Whether you dance, play a sport, or perform in any other way, she will show up every single time. Sheâs running behind on a mission? Sheâll finish it in record time so sheâs able to make it for at least half of your show.Â
 Sheâll let you sit on the edge of her desk as she works, or will pull up another chair so you can sit next to her and read your own book or tinker with a little project.Â
 She loves when you have to raise up on your toes to kiss her, chuckling as she pulls away each time you get close enough to brush your lips together. Sheâll wrap her arms around your waist and pick you up off of your feet as she presses her lips to yours.Â
 Once you guys are able to wind down in your shared apartment, she pulls you into her lap and holds you tightly. Sheâll press gentle kisses onto your cheek and shoulders, telling you how grateful she is for you and how much she loves you.
 She will always appreciate when you make tea or cook for her, coming up behind you and wrapping her arms around you from behind.Â
 Sheâll take you out on little dates when she has the time, but otherwise prefers to take slow walks with you through her garden.
While she may be a little stern, she absolutely adores you, and trusts you with her life.Â
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 Donât get me wrong, she is so, so sweet. Sheâs doting and attentive, and will do almost anything you need from her. But you will work for it, no questions asked.Â
 Sheâll put you on your knees and make you beg for whatever you want. Sheâll bind your hands behind your back with a new silken rope she bought and coo down at you, stroking her thumb over your bottom lip. Sheâll coax your mouth open and feed you two of her fingers, grinning as you accept them sweetly.
 Itâs quite obvious she can get prettyyyy freaky. Like we saw how she reacted when Vi spat on her cheek. Iâd say that extends towards you, as well. She likes forcing you to keep your mouth open, and tongue flat against your bottom lip as she spits onto it, giving you a âSwallow it sweetheart, be a good girl.â
 I wouldnât say that sheâs a stone top, but she definitely prefers to give. I definitely think it comes from wanting to be in control and dominant. She differs from Vi in the sense that she doesnât want to be out of control, ever.Â
 Her long legs and overall strength gives her such a huge advantage over you. She loves to fold you over and press your knees to your chest as she fucks into you roughly. She does love to keep you on top, guiding your hips as you bounce on her strap, licking and sucking into the sensitive skin of your collarbones and boobs.Â
 I donât think sheâd be someone who is super into degradation, but she might mutter something along the lines of âYouâre such a pretty whore for me.â As she tangles her fingers into your hair and pulls your head back, forcing you to meet your own reflection in the mirror.Â
 Any time you guys fuck, she will always remind you of how good you are. She nips at your ear and purrs, âThatâs it pretty girl, you take me so well.â She mumbles, sucking a mark onto the side of your neck.Â
 She takes aftercare very seriously, knowing that sometimes her treatment can take a toll on you. Sheâll untie you slowly and work out the kinks of your tense joints, pressing kisses along the red marks the ropes left. She wipes the sweaty baby hairs from your forehead and presses a gentle kiss to it, helping you sit up. Sheâll hold you for a bit and reassure you, murmuring quiet praises. Once youâre settled down, sheâll run a warm bath for both of you.
MADDIE | SFW
 Maddie, who is such a sweet, sweet girl. Her enthusiasm for everything around her is extremely contagious. She does her absolute best to make sure there is a smile on your face every day.
 She finds a way to balance her job as an enforcer and her relationship with you. While itâs a bit of a struggle sometimes because of how demanding Caitlyn can be, she puts in 100% of her effort to make it work.
 She prefers to stay inside rather than going out, pulling you next to her on the couch as you cuddle up and turn on a few movies or a show to binge. She likes when you put your legs over your lap and she can idly trace her fingers along your legs.
 She likes cooking and baking a lot, always making an excessive amount of food that you guys really canât consume by yourselves.
 Sheâll give you pancakes with a smiley face made out of chocolate chips and strawberries, pressing a kiss to your head as you dig into the breakfast.Â
  She writes you notes every morning before she leaves for work and sticks them on the fridge, always containing some kind of compliment and an âI love you.âÂ
 She loves to write poetry as well, itâs her favorite way to express her love and gratitude for you. Which means that words of affirmation is definitely her love language, but physical touch is a close second.
 She loves going on bike rides around the city, especially when you get to the large botanical gardens and parks. Sheâll pull over and buy whatever drink youâd like and a pastry, both of you settling on a bench in the park.
 She likes to point out all of the cute animals that prance around the area and gets extremely excited when they come over to you guys.
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 She is utterly enthusiastic every time you guys get intimate. I wouldnât say that sheâs inexperienced, but I definitely think she does still get a little nervous sometimes. Sheâs just absolutely infatuated with you and your pretty face makes her blush.
 She lovesss to makeout. Like, she would rather do that over having actual sex. Sheâll straddle your lap and hold your jaw or thread her fingers through your hair.Â
 When you guys do fuck, itâs a bit more vanilla compared to the others. She doesnât strike me as an overly kinky person, but I feel like she does still have a few interests.
 She for SURE likes to give head, itâs probably her favorite pastime tbh. She will beg for you to ride her face regularly, moaning into you as she wraps her hands around your hips.
 Give her a little bit of praise and sheâll do anything you ask of her, especially if you call her pretty.Â
She loves, loves, loves to ride your thigh. Something about it is so exhilarating, especially because she likes seeing the aftermath of it. Sheâll happily lap her cum off of your leg, moaning as you guide her head with your hand.Â
 She seems like the type to basically worship you, she would happily get on her knees as you grind yourself against her mouth with absolutely no complaints.Â
 For sure adores seeing you in pretty lingerie, running her fingers over the lacy fabric as she kisses along the hem of your bra and underwear.Â
 Sheâs definitely a bottom, like for SURE. She really likes missionary, especially when you pull her legs over your shoulders. The main reason she likes it is because 1. She likes to be underneath you, and 2. Because she still loves to look at you and kiss you.Â
 While she doesnât really like to top, she can still get a little bit of an edge to her attitude, teasing you as she nips at your neck and jaw. Sheâll straddle your hips and press your back into the bed, slowly sliding her nails underneath your shirt and chuckle at the whines you let out.Â
 Aftercare with her is really sweet as well. She likes to curl up in your arms and tuck her head under your chin as you pet her hair and press soft kisses all over her face. She likes to eat after as well, it helps her feel less shaky, so make sure you always have snacks nearby.Â
MEL | SFW
 Mel, who loves so hard and sometimes really canât control it. Her love is so intense it can truly be a little overwhelming sometimes.Â
 She treats you with the utmost care and always makes sure that your needs are met. While being on the council does unfortunately consume most of her time, she does everything she can to make sure she is still as present as possible.Â
 When sheâs gone, she makes sure that thereâs always a maid present with you, making sure that all of your needs are met when she canât be there.
 When she is, she always likes to have a hand on you, whether itâs on your thigh, waist, whatever. She loves to touch you, and it often soothes her racing mind.
 Whenever you get sick or stressed, she pulls your head into your lap and will stroke her slender fingers through your hair. Sheâll hum some kind of melody quietly and gently sway, lolling you to sleep.Â
 She doesnât like it when you get involved with politics or the council in general, simply wanting to protect you from the ongoing and unresolved issues.Â
 She buys you new dresses regularly, always making you give her a little fashion show as you try them on.
 Her kindness is unwavering, but there is a layer of intensity and harshness beneath all of that. One that is very rarely ever shown, and if it is, itâs towards her mother.Â
 She does everything she can to keep you far away from her ties to Noxus, especially when Ambessa comes to visit. Sheâll use every excuse in the books to keep you separated, knowing that you and Ambessa would likely not get along.Â
 She loves to take long baths together, especially when theyâre decorated with candles, bath bombs, etc. Sheâll turn on the record player as you guys bask in the warm water together, soaking up the intimacy that is sometimes difficult to be had.Â
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 She is the biggest switch that has ever been written in a TV show, like really. Her role is kind of inconsistent, and changes quite often. I donât think she has a preference, but sometimes I think there are some things that can definitely influence it. Rough day at work and sheâs irritated? Youâre gonna get bent over her desk. If she feels utterly defeated, sheâd rather you take the lead so she can ignore her problems for a bit.Â
 Speaking of being bent over her desk, itâs one of her favorite things to do. Sheâll gently push you forward, keeping a hand between your shoulder blades as she grinds against your ass. But she really only ever does this at her office at home, she tries very hard to keep your relationship away from work.
 She loves when you take off her shoes and tights, kissing your way up her legs as you hike her dress up to her hips. She loves to hold onto your head as you lick and suck your way up her thighs, pushing her backwards onto the bed.Â
 She highly enjoys straddling your face, moaning loudly as she grabs onto the headboard. Sheâll grind her pussy against your mouth and whimper as you reach up to grope her chest.
 When sheâs topping, she likes having you in missionary so she can watch your eyes roll back and whimper. If sheâs bottoming, she prefers to ride you because it makes it easier for her to rub against the most sensitive spots inside of her.Â
 She likes to pull your hair, and have hers pulled in return, enjoying the control it gives both of you.
 She loves to decorate herself in pretty lingerie and gold, tying your hands behind your back as she sways her hips around you before settling your lap. She grinds herself on your lap, grinning sadistically as you whine due to the fact that you canât touch her.
 Sheâs less intense with aftercare, mainly because sheâs too tired herself to do much. Once youâre both wiped down, sheâll wrap herself around you and press a kiss to your head.
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âïœĄÂ°â© YOU LOOK SO PRETTY / PRETTY LIKE THE SUN
sweet moments with fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuuta
notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), first jjk reaction post !! this was so hard to write ngl, header from pinterest, title from tom odell - black friday
FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is in love with you.
dusk is filled with golden rays and city lights. you walk side-by-side with megumi in a comfortable silence. these quiet moments with you had always been rare but cherished moments - a small amount of time when you both could finally breathe.Â
years of fighting curses had taken its toll on you. with death always just one wrong move away, megumi had grown accustomed to cherishing the little moments with you: when you made him coffee in the morning before he woke up; when you waited at his bedside after he was injured in a fight; when you forcefully put some of your food on his plate after noticing that he wasnât eating enough.
megumi had never grown up with a view of a real romantic relationship - all of his experience came from side plots in manga and being dragged into watching movies with yuuji - but he was smart enough to realize why his heart beat so fast around you. why he blushed so easily when your hand brushed against his. why he desperately wanted more.
megumi stops when you pause in your steps, stretching out your shoulders. a content sigh escapes you as you look out towards the shore. âthe sunset is beautiful, isnât it?â you say, your eyes trained on the hues of pink and blue filling the sky.Â
megumi glances at the skyline, only taking in the sight momentarily before he turns back to you. all the beautiful things heâs heard about âgolden hourâ seem to come true. the sun peeks out from behind various buildings, illuminating your silhouette. you softly smile as you look up at the clouds above.
âyeah,â he smiles; his gaze remains trained on you. âbeautiful.â
fushiguro megumi is in love with you. now, he just has to tell you.
ITADORI YUUJI is - surprisingly - not a bad cook. over his months at jujutsu high, he had become the unofficial chef in the dorms. so when you fell ill, it was no surprise when he took on the responsibility of nursing you back to health.
your body is little more than a mound of blankets when yuuji creeps into your room; a bowl of steaming soup in his hands. he moves with the utmost care as he makes his way across the room before setting the bowl down on your bedside table. despite your puffy eyes and red-tipped nose he smiles, reaching up to push a stray strand of hair away from your face.
you stir awake at his touch before slowly blinking up at him. âhi y/n,â yuuji whispers. âfeeling any better?â
he receives a groan in response. âi feel like death,â you rasp out.Â
yuuji reaches over, resting the back of his hand against your forehead. âyouâre still really warm,â he mumbles. âi donât think your fever has gone down at all.â
his cheeks flush slightly when you reach over, taking his hand into your own. your skin is overly warm and slightly clammy, but yuuji doesnât mind. instead, he intertwines your hands together.Â
âhere,â he says, using his free hand to hold up a spoonful of the soup he made. âtry it. maybe itâll make you feel better.â
the metal spoon burns your tongue and the broth is a little too salty, but it soothes your throat all the same. âthank you,â you murmur. âitâs delicious.â
yuuji simply smiles brightly, holding out yet another spoonful for you. âof course.â
âdo you know japanese sign language?â
INUMAKI TOGE stares at you with wide eyes, surprised by your sudden question. it shouldnât have been all that surprising, but it was something no one had bothered to ask before.Â
finally, after a short period of silence, he nods. âsalmon.â
toge had grown accustomed to being left out. even while around the most supportive people, he often found himself struggling to be heard - both literally and metaphorically. after all, it was difficult to communicate with others through origini ingredients.Â
that didnât make it any less hurtful, though.Â
you smile brightly, hesitantly signing along to your words as you speak. âiâve been practicing a little. i wanted to surprise you.â
togeâs face flushes; his jacket does little to hide the way his blush spreads across his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. your movements are a little sloppy and youâre clearly nervous, but he doesnât comment on it. no one had ever put in this much effort to speak to him before. to not only listen, but understand what he means.Â
âthank you,â he signs in return. he pauses for a second, hesitating slightly before he continues. âi love you.â
âi donât think i know that one.â toge simply smiles, leaning in to pull you into a kiss. heâll tell you what it means soon enough. but for now, his flushed cheeks and soft smile tell you everything he means to say.
the safest place in the world is within OKKOTSU YUUTAâS arms. you canât remember when it became a routine for the two of you. he would return home and immediately seek you out; his fingers curl around your waist and tug you closer until your back reaches his chest.Â
a soft sigh escapes his lips as he rests his chin against your shoulder. the pieces of your bodies fit together like a puzzle - from the way yuuta intertwines his fingers with your own to how seamlessly his arms wrap around you.Â
messy strands of ink black hair brush against the side of your neck when yuuta nuzzles himself even closer against you. his breath ghosts against your shoulder as he leans down, pressing a few lazy kisses over the fabric of your shirt. âi missed you.â
âi missed you, too.â your fingertips trace along little cuts and deep bruises decorating yuutaâs hands. âdo they hurt?â
he catches his bottom lip between his teeth. it feels trivial to be in pain over such minor injuries, but yuuta has never been the best liar. âonly a little,â he murmurs.
you frown slightly, raising your intertwined hands up to your lips. the soft kisses you press against the fresh wounds leave him breathless. with a flushed face and a soft smile, yuuta presses a chaste kiss against your cheek in return. âthank you.â
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(eddie munson x pregnant!reader)
Summary: You and Eddie discuss your current pregnancy craving...or, in which you want something not all that common of a craving and ridiculously difficult to get a hold of, and Eddie teases you over it even though you both know he's going to get it for you.
warnings: references to baby making activities.
a/n: those damn tiktoks keep getting to me. lil drabble. more dad!eddie here. masterlist.
Pregnancy was not something Eddie Munson believed he would ever understand. Wasnât something he thought heâd have to do.
 Untilâat the very responsible age of twentyâhe took to finishing inside of you and one of his swimmers took. Played hide-and-seek for a good five months before either of you knew she was there.
 You hadnât started showing until about two or three weeks after finding out, and now at almost seven months, you had the cutest baby bump Eddie couldnât keep his hands off, a ravenous hunger for the most peculiar things and absolutely no tolerance for the weirdest fucking things; the sound of kernels popping made you want to throw up, and so did the scent of baked goods and the âair on Tuesdaysâ (Eddie was still trying to work that one out).
 Whatever you wanted, Eddie got you. Albeit, with tons of questions asked. Like, right now.
 It was late in the evening, chilly throughout the trailer but warm in the room thanks to the trusty space heater Eddie had had for years. The both of you had traded your day clothes for pajamas, so you were in one of his t-shirts and nothing else while he was only clad in a pair of sweats because his body temperature always ran a little on the hot side, and you were curled right up to him. Your head had been previously nuzzling into the crook of his neck, placing kisses over the tendons there and nosing along his jaw but now it was craned back, batting those pretty eyelashes up at him with pleading eyes and a pout.
 âPleeeaaaaase, Eddie?â
 âBranzino.â Eddie repeated your request with amused disbelief.
 âItâs low in mercury, so I can eat it.â
 âBranzino.â
 âItâs what she wants!â You chirped, moving a hand to rest over your growing bump. Baby Munson, your little Penny, had recently learned she had legs and could stretch them out in there. Despite the two of you settling down, she seemed to be filled with energy; you could feel her moving around, targeting certain areas with her kicks. Sheâd been pretty still for a good hour or two so you thought she might have woken up from a nap.Â
 âYeah?â Eddie asked, quirking his brows with lidded eyes, so engrossed with how caring you were for his baby already.Â
 Witnessing you go from awkwardly acknowledging her existence with a pat or uncertain conversation to almost always having a hand over your bump, as if to protect her from a threat while talking to her as though she was already cradled in your arms, had Eddie always so tender with emotion.Â
 He was so proud and in love.
 You hummed in confirmation and when Eddieâs hand moved your (his) shirt up, you immediately grasped his wrist to place his palm over the area your babyâs foot was currently pressing up against. Eddie grinned as he felt the movement just under the warmth of your skin, firm and held surprisingly long before it retreated and he rubbed over the area as you relaxed further into him.
 âShe was stretching.â He correctly deduced.Â
 âMhm, sheâs been kicking the heck out of my ribcage, so I think her head is right here.â You placed your free hand over your bump, just under your left breast, âShe only got active after we showered, so she just woke up.â
 Eddie felt a little guilty about that, it had probably been him railing you against the shower wall that stirred her from her slumber.
 âSorry, sweet pea.â He mumbled, continuing to rub your belly if not somewhat more apologetic, âIâm just so excited that I canât get your mom pregnant right now, âcause we already have you, and sheâs just so hornââ
 Eddie laughed as you delivered a swift whack to his chest with the back of your hand, fighting a smile as he teased you through an attempt to talk to your baby.
 âExcuse me, you were the one trying to feel me up on the couch!â
 âNo, I did feel you up. And if I recall correctly, which I do, it was my fingers you were cumââ
 âDistracting!â You pointed an accusatory finger in his face, booping the tip of his nose with it, âYouâre trying to distract me. Branzino.â
 âUgh,â Eddie sagged into the pillows, but the smirk on his face told you youâd be getting exactly what you wanted, like always. He just liked to give you a hard time. Banter with you was like foreplay to him. âAlright, alright. Since you must have your fish dishââ
 âI must,â You placed the back of your hand against your forehead as you fell dramatically back into the pillows.
 âAnd since sheâs craving itââ
 âShe wants branzino so badly and Iâd get it for her myself but Iâm utterly exhaustedâno, not because we had sex,â You had immediately clocked the grinch like twist in his smirk at your mentioning of exhaustion, âIâll have you know I probably made a good chunk of her brain today. That takes energy. Dedication. And she probably sucked the bone marrow out of me to do it, or something.â
 Eddie threw his head back and howled with laughter. You giggled along with him but tried to reason, âOkay, Iâm not being completely dramatic, though! She really does steal some of my own body to make hers! I could lose my teeth, Eddie. I read it in a book.â
 The bed shook with how hard Eddie was laughing and you delighted in being the reason behind it. Once he calmed down, his head lulled to the side, cheeks red from all that amusement and warm brown hues focused on you.
 âYou read it in a book, huh?â
 âYup.â
 âAsk your doctor about it?â
 âNope.â
 âWhy not?â
 ââŠâCause Iâm scared sheâll say itâs true.â
 You sent Eddie into another laughing fit. When he was done with that one, he launched himself out of bed and you snuggled into the spot heâd occupiedâso warm and cozyâto watch him grab a shirt and hoodie from the closet, and his jacket from where heâd thrown it on the dresser. A beanie was shoved on his head and as he wrapped the scarf youâd gotten him around his neck, he eyed you with mirth twinkling in his pretty eyes.
 âBranzino in the middle of winter.â
 âItâs what she wants!â
 âItâs what she wants.â He conceded with a fond smile, âIâll be back after like an hour and a half of driving around to find a Greek place open so you can replenish your bone marrow with it somehow and grow the rest of her brain.â
 You hummed in appreciation, beaming at him as he neared you to lean over and get a thorough kiss goodbye.Â
 âThank you,â You mumbled shyly against his mouth.
 âYou donât have to thank me . . . but youâre welcome.â He teased.
 Driving around in the cold didn't seem all that terrible with you blowing him kisses from the bed, and his baby growing inside you.Â
 That damn fish was so worth it.
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Monster trio rejecting you Pt.2
The long awaited part 2! I absolutely loved writing Zoros partđ
Warnings: angst, a bit of fluff
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Luffy
Surprisingly it wasnât as hard to get over him because you knew he was just a knuckle head like that
On your new adventures you met new people, one specifically caught your eye.
Ace.
Ace was caring, funny, charming and very welcoming to be around. You both shared contacts on a transponder snail and talked 24/7, 365. Everyone knew the bond you had and left it alone, except luffy. He always saw you speaking on the snail but never knew who was on the other side.
The crew made a stop to a new island but everyone was waiting for you, who was talking on the transponder snail in your room.
âFinally a new adventure!! Lets go-!â
âLUFFY! Wait we cant leave without y/n!! This island is larger than anything weâve ever seen before and ANYONE can get lost anytime!!â Said chopper
Luffy sighed in annoyance and stomped off to your room and busted in
âY/N!! LETS GO ALREADY!!â He yells with his chest
You jump in fear and quickly whisper to the other side of the snail âi gotta go!â And hung up.
âWho are you always talking to on that thing anyway?â
You sigh in defeat and answer âAce, i talk to ace.â
âAce? Huh? Why?â
âWell, I think heâs pretty cool and i like him.â
âI thought you liked me?â
âWhat?â
âYou cant like-like me and like-like Ace? I thought we were just starting to get closer?â
You have a dumbfounded look on your face and you laugh at the misunderstanding. Maybe he understood after all, but i wonder why he would hide it.â
âââ
Sanji
Of course it was ALOT more difficult to get over him. You were devastated at how unreasonable he was, it was ridiculous.
So you decided to just not respond often when Sanji would speak to you, it was pointless anyway. He was still trying to pick up a conversation even after all that.
Sanji had a really bad dream one night, it was him re-experiencing the events at Sabaody, you werent there during that time but he dreamt that you were.
He woke up inna horrible cold sweat and immediately walked to the front of the ship, he needed some air. However when he walked out to see his crew doing there normal shenanigans, something was off.
He looks over at you to see you chatting, with brook?? How come your more comfortable around brook than him? He was an even bigger pervert than him.
âY/n, may i see your pant-.â You swat brook on the side of his arm and slightly yell/giggle âno way brook!â
You clear your throat and begin to say âThank you brook for helping me get over Sanji though, its really nice to have someone to talk to when no one else is around.â You leaned in and gave brook a deep hug.
âYOHOHOHOHO! Y/n it is a pleasure!! You flatter me, im blushing!! Although i am a skeleton so i cant really blush!! Yohoho!â
He hugs back and swings you around and you both laugh in glee. Sanji saw all of this and he thought, what did he even do wrong.
ââââ
Zoro
In this you ARE included in the Sabaody Arc
It was VERY difficult to get over Zoro especially since he would never talk to you anymore. Nami being the jerk she was partnered you and Zoro together to walk around. She said it was for the âbonding experienceâ
She kept trying to bring back the spark that you and Zoro had but it will never work anymore.
You heard that day there was going to be an auction so you left to go check it out, you found the auction house and decided to take a seat not paying attention to your surroundings.
âXâcuse me?â Said a man next to you. It startled you and you jump. turning your head to look at him.
âThat seat isnât for you.â
His voice was DEEP.
âOh- ill move- sorry.â A bear in a seat behind him leans over and says. âCome on boss lets let her stay! Shes really pretty!â
âBepo-.â âPleaseee!! Come on you need more allies than foes in this place anyway!â
The man grunts, allowing you to sit down again once more. âLaw. Trafalgar D. Law.â
âY/n L/n.â
âNice to meetâcha Y/N!â
âYouâre a straw-hat arenât you? Hmh. What a tease your Captain isnt first here.â
You chuckle a bit scared at the power law might consist..
Zoro searches nearly the whole place for you, and finally lands at the auction house, he busts in and frantically looks around. He sees you sitting with a man, he cant see his face but he sure can see yours. And your enjoying yourself, this sets something off in him.
Him being your ex-best-friend and all, Hes only used to seeing him make you laugh, but this. This is so different and weird, why does he care?
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OKAY MY LAST INVINCIBLE POST BEFORE DEDICATING TO REQUESTS FOR THE REST OF THE MONTH DON'T KILL ME! THIS TIME IT'S FLUFF!
Mark Grayson/Invincible x Starfire!Reader
Imagine being an alien similar to DC's Starfire, you can follow the original line of the character (I follow more than anything the one from the comics or the 2003 series) where your planet was conquered by another race (thanks to your sister) Or you can go the more "family friendly" line, which is that you decided to explore the world outside your home planet but ended up in the hands of some kind of intergalactic trafficking network.
I imagine that if it is the first case, it is most likely that your race has been conquered by the Viltrumite themselves, which caused a MASSACRE to occur from which you and your sister were miraculously able to escape.
Regardless of what you choose, you ended up on Earth, although having gone through great traumatic events, so when you see this new world, with a strange species, you begin to attack by mere instinct (like what Starfire did in the first chapter of Teen Titans)
That's when Mark or rather INVINCIBLE appears.
He tries to fight you at first, get you away from the civilians, that is until he realizes how scared you are (especially if we're talking about the case of the Viltrumite invasion and you realize that Mark IS a Viltrumite). So he tries to change his strategy and try to calm you down as much as he can.
When he succeeds, he ends up taking you to the Globe's guardians to see what to do. I imagine that you are a little different than the original Starfire, you are more scared and defensive in this situation, at first you only trusted Mark.
For this reason, Cecil decides that you will stay in the Pentagon until they know what to do with you. Mark helps you learn the "normal" things of the Earth and show Cecil that you are not a threat.
(if you had to learn the human language by "lip contact" the whole team definitely makes fun of Mark a little for being in love now).
Imagine Mark and Eve bringing you clothes to try on!đ„șEve probably just created it out of nowhere, but she also brings clothes that her parents give her that she doesn't want and for some reason you like.
Mark offers to help you train! At first he tries to go easy on you, but when you almost knock him out with your laser beams, he learns his lesson.
He definitely takes you out to eat junk food! More when he realizes that the Pentagon's food doesn't help you much because of your big appetite. Mark was surprised at how much food you could eat but luckily Cecil pays for it (just don't tell him yetđ€«)
Definitely one of Mark's favorite things about you, when you're over the trauma, is your innocent attitude, even after all, you're very bubbly and friendly. which is at least difficult to find in your line of work, so he wants to keep that part of yourself as much as possible.
Mark definitely took you to meet his mother, at first he was a little nervous that she wouldn't accept you after what happened with his father, but surprisingly Debbie took it very well.
Thanks to this you were able to learn more about the culture of the Earth, you constantly asked Debbie about the places she had seen, what they were like and their culture (even some anecdotes about Mark when he was a child), and with your bubbly and youthful attitude she did not It was difficult for Debbie to warm to you easily.
Apart from that it helped you fall in love with the Earth quite quickly, see its beauty for yourself, which encouraged you to be your own version of a hero.
When you want to become a heroine, Mark enters into an internal conflict. On the one hand, he KNOWS very well that you don't want someone to make decisions for you, he respects that, but on the other hand, he is TERRIFIED by the possibility that you will get hurt, captured, or lose COMPLETLY your being or worse, DIE.
It is probably thanks to this conversation that you two become a couple.
In general, at first Mark tries to do your first patrols with you to teach you the basics, then he lets you do whatever you want, and he is SO PROUD when you beat someone.
"THAT IS MY GIRL!" kind of proud.
He definitely really likes flying with you and just wandering, at least he feels like there you two have more privacy. Apart from that he likes how you look in your element. according to him.
If you talk about the first case of origin that I mentioned at the beginning and your sister comes back, Mark sees through ALL the red flags and will be the first to warn you about her, since he went through something similar with his family, you don't want to go through that.
If both fight together, POWER COUPLE. LITERAL. You have certain skills that Mark doesn't, so they complement each other very well.
If Mark gets hurt, you go into RAMPAGE MODE and honestly? Mark doesn't know if he should be scared or more in love. or excited.
If YOU get hurt GOD HELP US, MARK IS ANGRY---someone is going to have a bad time. And You a Lot of cuddles.
Overall, both of them are like two Golden Retrievers being happy together.
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hi, i've only discovered your writing recently but i can't even explain how much i love it đ it's like that one anon who i think said that it feels very real, like you're getting 4k ultra hd 8d view of the scene lol đ©·
i really like your bimbo reader posts but i also sort of enjoy seeing them from this point of view that's like.... "this is not his gfs """"constant"""" style but he just lets her be in this kind of persona sometimes because it's relaxing to let him do all the work and thinking for her from time to time".
i hope this makes sense đ thank you for writing something that's this cute and wholesome i just love it
Thank you so much sweetheart, this is really lovely!! đđđ<3
Yeah!! I totally get where you're coming from!! She's not exactly dumb, it's actually quite the opposite. I'd like to hc her as a girl who managed to get into a very good university and is studying astrophysics simply because she liked watching stars as a child. She's not dumbâ just a girl who grew up extremely sheltered and hasn't seen the world through the eyes of someone who has had a difficult life, like Simon.
There's certain naivety that while it can be dangerous, she's been learning more and more about with Simon's help about stranger danger and trusting her instinct, but the girl is always surrounded by people who enjoy seeing her thrive and always teach her the things that her parents didn't.
I'd say in general she has a very good life, and now paired with Simon, someone whose entire soul wants to see her thrive?? She gets to turn off her brain and simply let him take controlâ he sometimes picks her clothes for her, dressing her up to the best of his capacity even when he's not a fashion guy.
This man has studied all her Instagram pictures because she's mesmerizing and he loves her that much, yet it also gives him the chance to more or less know what combinations she likes to wear. He still remembers the time she looked at him like he grew a second head for trying to make her wear dots and linesâ but he never made that same mistake again.
They work surprisingly well together despite basically being on complete opposite sides of a spectrum, and at the end of the day, they work this well because they're both equally in love with the other.
Simon is level-headed and that gives her the chance to simply be herself without worrying about anything, he gives her a sense of security that she's never gotten with anyone else, while bimbo!reader gives Simon the love and affection he never even dared to think about. The main thing is that she looks and treats him like he's worth something how good of a soldier he is. Hell, she doesn't even know he's a soldier, she simply found the most brooding and intimidating guy and fell in love with him before she even knew it.
They both spoil each other a lot. Simon buys her things, treats her with patience and love, and generally treats her like the princess that she is, while she takes care of Simon like no other. She does face masks with him, gives him massages, does his manicure (trimming and cleaning his nails, putting lotion on his calloused hands), and is overall as patient as they come.
They're a pretty wholesome pair and quite honestly I enjoy writing about them a lot, the love they have for each other is fully pure and it makes me happy. :')
Sorry for going off here HJBEFJBHKFEHBKJEFHBJK I wrote too much but God, I love this pair SO fucking much
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â đđđŠ 2: ice-skating | y.jh
a/n: welcome to day 2!! big thanks to sousy for helping me brainstorm! hope you guys like this one <33
word count: 1.1k contents: jeonghan x gn!reader , established relationship , ice-skating , jeonghan is a little shit , reader cannot ice-skate , fluff , crack , christmas fun
"we are not going ice-skating," you shake your head firmly, and jeonghan lets out a whine.
"we went to the couple's cooking class last weekend even though i can't cook for shit!" jeonghan points out. "why can't we go ice-skating today?"
"because you're actually good at it!" you explain. "you're just gonna laugh at me when i fall on my ass."
"i won't let you fall, love," jeonghan smiles, his eyes carrying a glint of mischief. "no promises about the laughter though."
"yeah, my answer is still a no," you repeat stubbornly, crossing your arms.
"come on, y/n," jeonghan nearly begs. "at least try it! i'll hold you through it all and won't let you get hurt. you trust me, don't you?"
when jeonghan tilts his head that way, and uses that tone of his voice on you, it takes very little for your decision to change.
"fine. ice-skating it is."
â
upon arriving at the skating rink, your nerves act up. the pit of your stomach bubbles with anxiety, and jeonghan seems oblivious to it all, dragging you further into the rink with a content smile.
it's alright, you convince yourself. it won't be that bad. i'm doing this for jeonghan.
your boyfriend may be downright evil sometimes, but you know his love for you is real, which is why you whole-heartedly trust him to keep you safe on the rink.
"okay, i picked out your skates. tell me if they're too tight or loose okay?" jeonghan's voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you look down at the skates and gulp.
"y/n? if you don't wanna do it, we can just catch a movie or something," jeonghan offers, seeing how nervous you look.
"no!" you immediately reply, sitting down on a bench to pull the skates on. "i'm just a little tense, but it's alright! i promise."
"okay," jeonghan smiles, kissing your cheek as a token of comfort. "just let me know if you wanna leave anytime, yeah?"
you nod, and the both of you busy yourselves with tying on the skates.
yeah, this was gonna be one interesting day.
â
for all the fuss you made before getting on the ice, you felt surprisingly calm when you entered the rink.
up until you had to let go of the railing.
"jeonghan! i swear if you leave my hand-" you nearly shriek, not caring that there are so many other people on the rink.
"i told you i won't let you go!" jeonghan laughs. "now leave the railing. let's move around a bit."
you grip onto his hand tightly and follow his instructions on how to slowly move on the ice. it's difficult for you, as a first-timer. the skates are heavy, you're barely able to maintain your balance, and the slippery ice isn't helping either.
"y/n, darling, don't be scared," jeonghan assures you, skating over and standing right in front of you. he takes both your hands in his to steady you. "let's try moving slowly, yeah? you'll get the hang of it soon."
"easy for you to say," you huff. "you look like you skate better on ice than walk on normal land."
"you flatter me," jeonghan smiles bashfully, and you roll your eyes at his attempt to act shy.
jeonghan, true to his word, holds on to you as you start skating around the perimeter of the rink. as the minutes pass, you feel more and more confident to start moving on your own.
"i think i wanna try without holding you," you tell jeonghan after half an hour passes, and jeonghan slowly moves away from you, hands outstretched to catch you if you fell.
bravely, you take a few steps forward, thrilled at the fact that you haven't immediately crashed to the ground. you start taking bigger strides.
then you make a big mistake.
caught up in the joy of being able to maintain your balance, you abruptly turn around to face jeonghan, which is when you feel your foot slip, and soon, your ass is meeting the cold ice with a thud.
"shit," you groan, and then, you hear jeonghan bursting into laughter.
he's doubled over and clutching at his stomach at your predicament. there are tears pooling in his eyes as he continues laughing maniacally.
"han!" you call out, half-embarrassed and half-annoyed. "you promised you wouldnât laugh!"
"thatâs exactly what i didn't promise to you, babe," jeonghan wheezes, finally catching his breath. "i'm sorry love, i couldn't help it. you look so adorable right now."
"yeah, sure. a grown-ass person landing on their ass in the middle of a skating rink is adorable," you grumble. "now, are you going to help me up?"
"of course, baby," jeonghan snaps into action, zooming over to you and picking you up from the floor. you hold onto him with a vice-like grip until he gently pushes you over to the railing to take support.
"i'm gonna stay here for a while," you tell jeonghan, gripping onto the railing. "you should go skate for a while. you've just been babysitting me the whole time."
"and i enioyed every second of it," jeonghan winks. "especially the part when you fell."
"just wait till we're back on solid ground, jeonghan," you glare at him. "i'll take my revenge."
"i'll look forward to it," he chuckles, but then his eyes soften and expression turns serious. "you sure you'll be okay here?"
"i'll be fine, don't worry," you assure him. "now go skate; i want to see how good you are."
"sit back and enjoy the show," he smiles smugly, and then he's gliding across the ice while you stay by the railing trying to steady yourself. you watch in awe as jeonghan effortlessly skates all over the rink, yet his eyes are only trained on you.
and it works as a form of silent encouragement, because you muster the courage to push off from the railing and slowly skate over to jeonghan, managing to hold yourself upright and steady.
when you're within his arms reach, you let out a laugh, feeling proud of yourself. "oh my god. oh my god! i did it! did you see that? i didn't fall!" you exclaim, and jeonghan only watches you with fond eyes as you celebrate your little victory, spinning around the rink in circles.
(there's a small girl at the rink who sees jeonghan gaze at you with love in his eyes as you try to race him from one end of the rink to the other.
she can only hope that someone loves her this dearly when she grows up too.)
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Feelings (1)
Hi guys :)
So this is a new serie and I wanted to thanks @cathhamel for encouraging me to post it. I don't know how many chapter it will have, it will depends of how much you like it I think.
I really hope you will like it.
Please enjoy â„
TW : Suggestive.
PART 2 |
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As long as you remember, you always have been in love with Alessia. She is a year older than you, but she catches your eyes almost as soon as you met her. She was sweet, full of talents and of course everyone seemed to like her. You liked her too, but it was more love than friendship.
It has been five years, and you never told her anything. Alessia is straight, always talking about her boyfriend at the time or the boy who catch her eyes. You canât say that sheâs a great friend, you never have been very close of her to be honest. You are way more friend with Maya, who you know since your first step together for the Lionesses. Alessia is closer with Ella or Mary, itâs not that you donât get along. Itâs more that you become very shy when it comes to talk to her.
Maya knows about your long-term feelings for Alessia. She sometimes teases you about it, but you seem so desperate about it that she doesnât do it a lot. You tried to find others girls to help you forget Alessia, but you didnât succeed. It was even more sad maybe, but thatâs the life you choose to live. This gave you a little reputation maybe, but you decide under Leahâs advice not to give a fuck. You do what you have to do, and it will stay that way.
Finding a pretty blonde with blue eyes is even more difficult, because since 2022 youâre playing at Barcelona. Along Lucy and Keira, the Spanish team came for you. You were playing at this time in West Ham and at your age it was a dream coming true. You donât hesitate to throw your life in England to go to Spain. You didnât know the language at first, but you learned Spanish and Catalan very quickly. Way more quickly than Keira and even Lucy.
With this team you won a lot of things and with the Lionesses, you won the Euro Cup 2022. You had hope that maybe you can get closer to Alessia with the alcohol and the adrenaline of the victory, but you were wrong.
So now, you are here in Summer camp for the Mondial 2023, in Australia. Sarina had call you to be part of the team, so is Lucy, Keira and of course Alessia. Maya isnât part of the journey, so is Leah because of her ACL. You were gutted to learn about her injury. Leah always have been like a mentor for you, unlike Lucy who always had the role of the big sister. But you miss Maya in Australia, to be honest.
And you missed her even most, when you learned just before the first game that your girlfriend at the time chose to busy herself during your absence with cheating on you. You werenât In love with her, but you thought that you can trust her. You were wrong. It was not the breakup who was disturbing for you, but behind betrayed that way. It isnât something nice, really. You broke up with her, obviously. She asked you for a second chance, which you refuse before blocking her everywhere.
âAnd she had the nerves to ask you for a second chance?!â Jordan almost shout when Lucy explains to her all the story.
You let her do it, tired of people asking you why you seem so angry and almost sad. You werenât really sad, but you werenât really happy too. It was a strange feeling to be honest. You donât miss your ex-girlfriend, but you are most disappointed to see that another attempt to forget Alessia is failing.
âWhat a bitchâ Mary sighs after Lucyâs nod.
She is at the same table as you this morning, like Lucy, Jordan and surprisingly Ella and Alessia. If Ella seems to be as shocked as the others are, Alessia doesnât really says anything. But you catch her watching in your direction a lot of time when you look at her too.
You donât know how Sarina heard about that, but you assured her that you can still play as good as always. So, she lines up for your first game, against South Corea. You scored that day, like Georgia, Alessia and Lauren James. The first win was unbelievable, playing in almost full stadium too. And scoring your first goal in a Mundial was amazing.
Georgia decided to head a little hiding party, inviting everyone who wants to come. You did but spend almost all your time drinking your beer while watching Alessia. Sheâs so beautiful that you want to cry. You know you will never have her in any way, why canât you stop those stupid feelings?
You would need to confide in someone, but Maya is probably not reachable now, being in England, so is Leah. You have friends in Barcelona, but they are here too and probably asleep. And Lucy is nowhere to be found, either in her room or on the phone with her own girlfriend. So, you decide to go in your room too, maybe to try to drink something stronger to forget all of this shit.
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In your room, you sigh, disappointed. Your fridge is empty, probably an ask made by the English Federation. You understand, of course you canât get hungover right now. How did Georgia find those beer anyway? You lie down on your bed, looking at the ceiling for a long moment before deciding to take a shower.
You slowly take your things and head for the bathroom. You stay a long time under the hot water too, needing time to wash all your feelings of the previous day. When you come out, you have decided to focus on the games and your play, not everything else. You have to.
Sarina, your teammates, your friends and your family are counting on you to have a great result. Your family is still in England for now, in the north of England. They will come after the qualifications, hopping England will pass the qualifications. You want to make your family proud, of course. You left them to play football very young and are used to be far away from them. But you still love them and their opinion are the most important for you.
Only wearing a oversize t-shirt and a shorty, you left your bathroom with your hair wet. You will hate yourself tomorrow, but you decide to sleep like this, not taking the time to dry them.
You were going under the cover when you hear someone knock on your door. Frowning, you go to open it, wondering who can come to you at this time of the night. Maybe Lucy who just hang up with Ona and need to cool off. Things are awful in Spanish Federation and you are happy to be English right now. You open the door, waiting to be faced to Lucy. But you were wrong.
âAlessia?â
The blonde is looking at you, looking like sheâs wondering too what sheâs doing here.
âHiâ she says with her sweet voice. âCan I come in, please?â
âUh, sureâ you answer with a second late.
You let her in, closing the door slowly behind her. Her perfume is tickling your nose and God. What is she doing here? You turn to her, she is in the middle of your room, playing with her fingers.
âHow can I help you?â you ask her, beckoning her to sit down on your bed.
Sheâs still playing with her fingers and rings when she starts talking, but you leave her fingers with your eyes when she starts talking.
âI learn what happened with your girlfriendâ Alessia starts.
âExâ you mumble, shrugging.
âYeah. But I just wanted to know that if you need someone to talk about it, you can come to me. I know Iâm not Leah or Maya, but if you need someone, it can be me.â
You look at her, surprised. You donât know what you were waited about her presence in your room, but definitely not that. The gesture touches you, very clearly. But you donât want to lie to her or that she imagines things.
âI really appreciate it, honestly. But I have to let you know that I wasnât really in love with her.â
âNo?â
You shake your head negatively, then shrug your shoulders. It was weird to explain that the girl you are in love with why you werenât in love with your ex-girlfriend.
âI trusted her and we had fun together, but I wasnât in love. The betrayal still hurt, though.â
Alessia nods thoughtfully, biting her lips. And you have to take all your self-control to drag your eyes away from her. You feel like a disgusting teenager sometimes. Maybe when she left you will need another shower. Cold, this time.
âSo, do you have someone else in mind?â
This conversation is unreal. Your eyes almost jump on Alessiaâs silhouette with that question and you donât know what to answer. Some seconds passes and you still havenât answered anything. You gulp and take a breath, but Alessia is finally the first to talk again.
âI see you, you know. Looking at me.â
Ok, this is maybe the moment where you will die. You are mortified. You thought that you were being subtle about it, always looking when Alessia isnât. You try to be respectful too, not staring at her in the changing room or when sheâs not fully clothed. You feel yourself blush, a bright red blush, and you are definitely not ready for the last sentence leaving Alessiaâs lips.
âIâm looking at you tooâ
Itâs a whisper, that you probably wouldnât have heard anywhere but in the silence of your room. You are now looking in her eyes, deep, looking for the truth.
âAlessia, if this is a jokeâŠâ
âItâs not!â Alessia takes your hand and comes infinitely close to you. âI swear itâs not.â
Her first answer was almost shout, unlike the second. Her eyes are in yours, her hand squeezing yours and you can think straight anymore. You lean to kiss her and itâs even more everything than you thought it would be. Her lips are sweet, soft and taste like strawberry. Just when you wanted to break the kiss to check that if your action were ok, a whimper left Alessiaâs lips, and you just want to hear that sound again and again.
You extend the kiss, not leaving the opportunity when Alessia parts her lips. Your tongue caresses her bottom lip before starting to explore her mouth. You never felt so many feelings to be honest. You almost were shaking.
Wanted to feel her closer, you put your hand on her neck, taking her more against you. When she passes her hand in your now semi-wet hair, you make you fall delicately on the bed. Deciding not to lye on her right now, you lye next to her, on your front while sheâs on her back.
When air became an issue, you break the kiss this time. Alessiaâs lips were swollen, probably like yours. Her breathing was fast and deep, her chest rising irregularly to the rhythm of her breathing.
Alessia is the one initiating the kiss this time, taking you against her. You let her do it, obviously. This time your chest in on hers and the feeling adding with the kiss is driving you crazy. You manage to keep calm for more kisses, but when her hands are on your back and ass, you try to escape her arms.
âWe need to stopâ you breath difficulty.
âWhy?â
Alessiaâs disappointment is hard to miss and itâs flattering. But once again, you chose to be honest with her.
âBecause if we donât stop now, I wonât be able to stop after, Less.â
You saw in her eyes that she understands perfectly what you mean. She bites your lips, from under you and the gesture make enjoyable sensation right in your core. But you have to ignore it.
âWhat if I want the after?â
You donât know in what parallel universe you are, honestly. But you need to check that she was being serious and sure of herself. And if she wasnât drunk too, but you only saw her drink Pepsi tonight.
âI want it, Y/Nâ is her only answer.
You look at her eyes for several seconds before leaning it again, kissing her on the lips once again. The feeling is intoxicating, honestly. You donât know it this is a one-time thing or not, but you take your time anyway.
Discovering her is like a dream and you take all the time necessary to remember every part of her. You touch, kiss and stroke every part of her body, trying to remember to what sound she makes at every move. You are kissing her neck, lying between her thighs with her in underwear when she speaks again, whispering softly.
âIâve never been with a girl before.â
You leave her neck to be able to look at her better, looking at her babyblue eyes. You want her to be comfortable and make this night about her. Not about you fulfilling your fantasies, even if itâs the case right now.
âWe still can stop it if you donât feel right. Just one word and we stopâ
She nods, biting her lip once again.
âI donât want to stop. But I donât know how to do things.â
She looks shy and you are filled with another feeling than pleasure or wanted. Alessia trusts you and itâs more than everything you ever wanted.
âI will show youâ you smile softly.
She smiles back and you return of what you were doing. She seems to relax this time, letting her body fully in your hands. Sheâs still a little shy at first, but she seems to learn fast. And itâs just amazing.
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Another Love | Part 6
Summary: you've been hopelessly in love with Han since you were children. One night you confess your feelings to him.
Genre: angst, smut, fluff
Words count: 8,416
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
Warnings: angst, hickeys, unprotected piv(don't do this at home), dirty talk(I think that's it)
A/N: I'm finally here with the last part of Another Love. This fic means the whole world to me, it's the story that made me grow a lot as a writer and was the first story that I thought "woah this is really good" when I finished the first part. I hope you all like this last part, I poured my whole heart in this and I really want you all to feel what I tried to convey with my words. Thank you for all the comments, reblogs and feedback, that's what made me motivated to finish this fic.
Also, I wanna thank my best friend @baby-yongbok for bearing my whines and rumbles about this story. Thank you baby for helping me through the difficult times đ«¶đ»
You may have regretted telling Han that you would give him a chance. How soon? As soon as the sentence left your mouth. Why? Because now, you are going to have to face all the demons you kept inside of you for all these years.
While having an unrequited love, you had a motto: if you donât get too delusional, it's going to hurt less. So every single time, when your mind started wandering through those dirty thoughts, you made sure to stop yourself. However, now itâs not a one sided love anymore and youâre honestly afraid of what that means. The furthest thing you thought about doing with Jisung, was a kiss and even that left you hot and bothered. Now, you are thinking about other things, like having sex and thatâs something you never did before for the sake of your sanity.
It doesnât help that Jisung is a menace and surprisingly you didn't know about it. 15 years of friendship and just about now did you find out that this man has no shame.
Things were going pretty normal, he had been treating you like always so things didn't seem to have changed much and that gave you some peace of mind, afterall, he was always affectionate to you.
However, little by little, you started noticing some things. Like, walking around the house shirtless like he wants you to look and unsurprisingly thatâs exactly what you do. Every fucking time, you feel like you'll explode and in your defense, it's really, really hard not to look. He shows up wearing nothing but sweatpants and you try with all your willpower to look anywhere but him but in the end you can't help but look. Honestly, it's impossible and you know he's doing it on purpose because you get glimpses of his condescending smile whenever he catches you watching. You wish you could punch him in the face but then heâll know he has won and you canât let that happen.
Jisung is trying to prove a point, is it risky? Yes, but he's not entirely confident about winning you over. Even though you said you would give him a chance, every time he tries to get close to you it seems like you push him away and that scares him, heâs afraid you will change your mind and he canât have that. So heâs trying to show you that heâs the full package.
He's good to you and funny but that you already knew, you have been friends for a long time. So he wants to show you a new side of him, something you only get to see from a boyfriend.
After days of hesitation, one night he finally makes his move. Youâre in the kitchen, trying to get something on the top shelf but you can't seem to reach it. Jisung sees that and a brilliant idea pops on his head, you can only hear his footsteps coming behind you and in the split of a second, you feel the warmth of his body almost touching yours when he leans over you to get the bowls you wanted.
Thatâs the moment you lose your mind, years of restraint ending in a simple touch of his. Actually, the fact that heâs not even touching you makes everything worse.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â You ask, not turning around to look at him.
âHelping you, what else?â He answers, voice shaking a bit with the proximity. You can feel his breathing on the top of your head.
âI didnât ask for helpâ, you clarify, not to sound rude but just trying to control yourself.
Unexpectedly, you feel his hands lightly holding your hips and in a quick move he turns you around, caging you against the kitchen cabinet and you release a shaky breath, heart beating like a hammer on your chest.
âYouâre pushing me awayâ, he points out, âI wonât be able to win you over if you donât let meâ
You stare at him for a minute, heâs looking at you with puppy eyes, making you sigh.
âIâm sorry, I just have to get used to itâ, you say, âI thought you would never like me so this change is kinda overwhelmingâ, you clarify.
âShall we go on a date, then?â He proposes, taking a step back, looking at you hopefully. You nod, earning a big smile from him. âOkay, be ready tomorrow at 8 amâ, he tells you, making you frown.
âWhat are we gonna do so early in the morning?â You ask, confused, making him shrug.
âIt's a surpriseâ, he says, âbut I can tell you that you should dress comfortablyâ
That's all he says, turning around and leaving you alone in the kitchen. Why does it seem like you just fell right into his trap? Like he already had everything planned and you acted exactly how he wanted you to?
There's nothing much you can do now since you already accepted the date, so you forget about what you wanted to do in the kitchen and go to your room, preparing a handbag with anything you'll possibly need.
He's up before you, waiting with breakfast and a warm cup of coffee. While you two eat you just know he's dying to tell you where you're going but he also doesn't want to ruin the surprise.
You realize it's going to be a trip when he drives out of the city, giving you the task of taking care of the playlist. You scroll through his songs, some from the boys, some from the artists he likes, you add some that you like, until you see the seaside.
âAre we going to the beach?â You ask, eyes sparkling. You missed this place so much.
âWe areâ, he smiles, stretching his hand to grab yours, interlacing your fingers. You feel your face hot, sure that you're blushing but you glance at him, seeing Jisung stare at the road with that shit eating grin on his lips.
âDonât you think you're being too much?â You ask, trying to hide the smile that's trying to escape your lips.
âNot reallyâ, he shrugs.
You and Jisung would always come to the beach when you were younger, it would be usually on your vacation but when you two were feeling down or something upsetting happened, you'd catch a bus and come here. You'd just sit in the sand, watching as the waves came and went, as the ocean reflected the color of the sky. It didnât matter if it was winter or summer, that was always the place to make you feel better.
Jisung parks in front of a restaurant, inviting you to come out to eat and you look around, seeing how much it has changed since the last time you went there. When you moved to Seoul for school, you stopped traveling farther than your parents house. Even though you didnât really need to save money because your family always supported you, you like to have savings for an emergency, so you had to give up on luxuries like traveling too far. Also, as you got older it became more difficult to stay close to your best friend in a place that was meant for just the two of you, every time you would go to the beach with him, youâd feel the urge to confess and that couldnât happen, you were not ready yet. So you spent the last few years avoiding coming to your favorite place.
You were planning to come alone one day, when you had gotten over Jisung but life seems to be playing with you and now youâre there with the man you love and heâs the one holding himself not to confess to you right then and there. Not because itâs a secret, but because he doesnât want to pressure you more than he already feels like heâs doing.
âI canât believe we came all this way to eat spicy fried chickenâ, he tells you as soon as you order your favorite.
âStopâ, you pout, âyou know this place has the best chicken wings in the entire planetâ
âHave you ever tried all the chicken wings on the planet?â He teases, making you roll your eyes.
âI donât need to, I just know this one is the bestâ, you argue back, crossing your arms.
He stares at you with an idiotic smile, biting on his bottom lip trying not to laugh at you.
âMaybe on our next tour you can come with us?â he says, feeling his face warming up, âIâll accept your opinion only after you try the fried chicken from two other countriesâ
Jisung looks around, trying to hide his blushing or his pout, anxiously waiting for your answer but you can see his ears as red as tomatoes.
âMaybeâ, thatâs the only thing you say, holding yourself from giggling.
You and Jisung take a walk when you finish your food, needing some exercise after eating too much. You take your sneakers off, feeling the sand hugging your feet and the cold water making you shiver when the waves finally get to you.
âRemember when I had to go on tour for the first time?â Jisung asks, glancing at you and you nod. âYou got so upset that I would go away for an entire month, that you disappeared, your mom wanted to kill youâ, he chuckles and you sigh, remembering that time.
You were 20 and had barely settled down in Seoul when he had to go away. You were upset that you would have to stay all by yourself since classes had already started but you pretended like everything was alright.
âI didnât really disappear, thatâs an exaggerationâ, you scoff, âI just forgot to mention that I wouldnât come home that nightâ
âWell, that sounds like disappearing to meâ, he argues back, âand it did to our parents tooâ
âThe point?â You try changing the subject, not really wanting to admit that you were in the wrong.
âThe point is, that I found you seated on that rock right thereâ, he points to the place you were walking to. âYou were a mess, you cried and were already sick because you didnât bring a coat and it was already nightâ, he scolds you, making you roll your eyes.
âAnd?â You push again, starting to feel guilty again about that day.
âI should have realized your feelings for me soonerâ, Jisung bites on his bottom lip, fidgeting with his hands. âEveryone but me knew and you had to struggle on your own. Iâm sorryâ
You feel tears brimming on your eyes, you donât want him to pity you.
âI never wanted an apology from youâ, you explain, âI was always aware that you didnât have to like me back. It was not fair of me to expect you to feel something you didnât. Thatâs why I never told you⊠I mean, until I couldnât hold it back anymoreâ, you chuckle awkwardly. âEven if you had never liked me back, I wouldnât want you to apologize to meâ
Jisung pouts, nodding in agreement.
âBut Iâm not apologizing for not liking you backâ, he say, âIâm apologizing because you struggled because of me and if I had realized it sooner maybe you wouldnât have had to-â
âAnd maybe you wouldnât have fallen in love with me tooâ, you blurt out, hand flying to your mouth as soon as the sentence left your mouth, making a big smile show up in his lips.
âAm I hearing this correctly?â He teases, seeing you blush. âDid you just admit that you are satisfied that Iâm the one in love now?â
âWhy, of courseâ, you bite back a smile. âYou deserve a bit of a punishment for dating so much in your lifeâ, you shake your head in disapproval.
âThereâs nothing wrong with falling in loveâ, he teases, laughing when you roll your eyes.
Heâs right, you were in love with him for a long time and thereâs nothing wrong with that. However, for some reason, that makes your heart ache and an awful thought appears in your mind, making you stop on your tracks, glancing at him and staring for a whole minute before speaking up again.
âFor how long are you going to be in love with me though?â You ask, letting your insecurities speak but you canât help but think about that. âYour relationships didnât last that long, are you sure you wonât just fall out of love with me in a bit?â
That makes his smile disappear, his brows knit together in a frown, pure confusion on his complexion.
âI- youâre differentâ, he says like it is the simplest thing in the world.
âWhatâs so different about me?â You push, trying to understand him, trying to look for some reassurance.
âI donât think I ever felt like this for anyone beforeâ, he explains. âI was never the jealous type, but when I saw you with Jeongho I wanted to explode and my chest hurt so much. I think of you every minute of the day, I was never like this before. I want to show you places, I want to take you to eat different foods and see your reaction when you taste them. You know youâre just like Hyunjin right? You do that face when you eat something deliciousâ, he smiles, âI want to be the one to make you smile and I want to be the one whoâs there when you need to cry. I want to be your best friend, but I donât want to be just your best friend, I want to have it all. All of youâ
You feel like all the air from your body just decided to come out, you canât breathe and at the same time you feel like youâre breathing too much â too fast, but when you see his dark eyes watching you, waiting for you to say something â anything, its like your body move on its on and in the split of a second your lips are on his.
You always dreamed about kissing Jisung. You always imagined how it would be to kiss him. But not even your greatest dreams came close to reality. His lips are soft just like cotton and warm like the hot chocolate you drink on a cold day. His body pressed against yours is something you never thought you needed but now that you have it it's something you donât think you can let go.
His hands cup your face, fingers digging on your skin like youâre going to run away if he holds you with less strength. Heâs shy, just pressing his lips against yours, until it's too much for him to handle and his tongue comes into your mouth, making you sigh. Jisung's hands trail gentle caresses down your arms, leaving a trail of warmth behind and sliding around your waist and pressing himself more against you.
You are completely lost in his lips, not sure what to do next, it's like it's your first time kissing someone. You grab his shirt, trying to get a hold on something, trying not to fall because your legs are almost giving out and your chest feels like exploding. When you two need to breathe, he pulls away from you, looking at you breathlessly, waiting for you to explain yourself or at least give him another kiss. But when he sees doubt in your eyes, he hugs you, squeezing you against him again.
âPlease, donât run away nowâ, he pleads. âI donât think I can handle it, not after thisâ
âJisung, I-â, you hesitate, trying to say the right thing.
âYou donât have to give me an answer right nowâ, he assures you. âI wonât expect anything from you until you are sure about your decision, so donât worry about itâ, he says.
âOkayâ, you nod.
The fact that it seems like your feelings didnât change at all, scares you. How could you try so hard to get over him but still feel the same? If he hadnât come around to like you, would you have struggled your whole life with your unrequited love? It didnât happen but the âwhat ifâ is haunting you and you canât give him an answer until this feeling goes away.
The trip back home is quiet, not as awkward as you thought it would be but Jisung seems lost in thoughts and you are not very different. You donât know why you keep letting all these intrusive thoughts win over your mind, if it was before your confession, youâd jump in his arms at the mere mention of him liking you back, so why is it so different now? Why are you so hesitant?
âDo you want pizza?â He asks, as soon as you enter Seoul again.
âYeahâ, you nod, looking at him.
Jisung changed too, heâs treating you the same as he always did but it seems different somehow, you just canât quite grasp what changed. He looks more mature, like something switched inside of him and that makes you a bit nervous. Youâre not so familiar with this Jisung, you canât predict what heâs gonna do next or what heâs thinking. Your best friend doesnât look just like your best friend anymore and maybe thatâs the whole point. If things stayed the same would it feel like you were dating? Would you understand that you donât have to hide your feelings anymore? That you can kiss him and be jealous of him? If things stayed the same, would you let yourself love him freely?
âSo she kissed youâ, Chan points out, eyes squeezed, trying to make sense of the situation, âand she hasnât talked about it since?â
âYeahâ, Jisung pouts, âbut in her defense, I told her I didnât need an answer immediatelyâ
âAnd that was your mistakeâ, Hyunjin says, âyou have anxiety, you always need answers immediatelyâ
âWell, youâre not wrongâ, Jisung sighs, âbut I didnât want her to feel pressured. Especially since it looked like she was about to run away if I said anything abruptâ.
âI guess sheâs just confusedâ, Chan tries to help, âbut the fact that she kissed you is a good signâ
âYou think so?â Jisung looks at his older friend with puppy eyes, hopeful.
âYeah, of courseâ, Chan chuckles.
âYou know what?â Changbin comes in from the kitchen, heâs been listening to the whole story but didnât say a thing until now. âYou should do something romantic for herâ
âLike what?â Jisung asks.
âThink about something that would be touching, something that has to do with your story togetherâ, Chan advises, making the youngest think.
Jisung frowns, there's something that comes to mind but would you like that? Until now, he has tried to be subtle in his ways of approaching you. He wakes up earlier than you everyday and makes you eat before you go to class. He's always home when you come back at night, waiting with snacks and a movie for you two to watch together. You have been discovering a new side of him, even though you thought you knew everything about your best friend, but now Jisung watches you with heart eyes.
Would you like it if he was more romantic? Heâs not even sure if youâre into that kind of thing, the boyfriends you had never made big gestures like that and you didnât seem to care. Would you like it if it's him doing it? Well, it doesnât hurt to try.
âOkay, I think I know what to doâ, Jisung decides.
You still haven't given an answer to Jisung and that's making you feel bad, what's holding you right now? You know he likes you, but what if things don't work out, will you be able to keep being friends after all that?
To take your mind out of that for a bit, you finally graduate, after what it felt like ages. You poured all your blood, sweat and tears in the years that you spent in college, now you're finally free.
Jisung's parents and yours came to the city for your graduation celebration. You organized a dinner in a good restaurant and the night was so much fun, you laughed till your stomach hurt and your friends brought up all your embarrassing stories through all the years you spent in college.
The morning after you had trouble even opening your eyes, any light was too much and your eyes refused to open. You hear a few knocks on the door of your room, making you groan, telling the person â Jisung probably, to enter.
âYou should get readyâ, he says, making you frown, eyes still closed. âDon't pretend that you're still sleeping, it's afternoonâ, he whines.
âI'm not pretending, my eyes can't take this much lightâ, you explain, you shouldn't have drank so much.
Jisung walks past you, going to the window and closing the blinds.
âNow you have no excusesâ, he teases, watching as you flutter your eyes open slowly.
âWhy do I need to get ready, though?â You ask, sitting down.
âWe are going outâ
âWe are?â
âYes, so get readyâ, he informs you, walking past you in the direction of the door and leaving with no further explanation. What's this guy planning now?
You get up, grab a towel and a change of clothes and go to take a shower, knowing that arguing won't take you anywhere.
Jisung is waiting for you in the car, a cup of coffee and a sandwich waiting for you.
âShall we?â He asks, turning on the engine when you enter the car and close the door.
âCouldn't we have had breakfast inside?â You ask, biting on the sandwich.
âIt's not a breakfast if it's already afternoonâ, he rolls his eyes, âI ate a long time ago and we are already lateâ
âLate for what?â You enquiry, sipping on the coffee.
âIt's a surpriseâ, he grins, eyes focused on the road.
You sigh, knowing that he won't tell you, so you just finish eating while watching the scenario change, buildings turning into threes and farms.
âDon't you know how to plan dates in the city?â You ask, making him laugh.
âI do, but I wanted to do something specific on this date and I had a bit of trouble finding itâ, he tells you.
The sun is already starting to set when Jisung parks in front of a school, making you from, what kind of date is this? You ask, trying to understand, until you see a crowd.
You get out, walking by yourself while Jisung locks the car, hearing his footsteps after you a few seconds later.
âWhat's this?â You ask, when you see the booths spread around the campus and the families and students walking around.
âA school festivalâ, he smiles, watching as you turn to look at him, confusion in your face. âA little bird told me that you found out about your feelings for me right around the time I took Haneul to the school festival on elementary schoolâ, he bites on his bottom lip, âand you were there to witness my first date, even though you liked meâ, he sighs, âso I thought that maybe I could make it up for that time by bringing you to a school festival, just me and youâ, he explains, making your heart skip a bit. You never thought Jisung could be this romantic, you never knew you liked this kind of romantic stuff either, but the way your heart is beating makes you think that you do.
âI- Jisung I-â, you try to say but you can't form a coherent sentence, making him smile.
âLet's go, I got a lot of prizes to win for youâ, he informs, stretching his hand in your direction so you can hold it and you do, you hold his hand without a second thought, ignoring his red ears and how hot your cheeks are.
You walk around the place, going to every booth, watching the performances and eating to your heart's content. Jisung is giving you food like his life depends on it, it's a mission of his to make you eat everything you set your eyes on and when you can't finish he does it for you, but he wants you to try everything.
âHow are we supposed to carry all this?â You ask, arms full of the plushies he earned you.
âLike we are doing right nowâ, he answers, as if he has not been dropping the ones he's carrying all the time.
âYou know the children must hate you, right?â
âIt's not my fault if I have the power of love to help me win the big prizesâ, he winks at you, making you feel your cheeks hot.
âLet's go, it's already lateâ, you tell him, walking faster in the direction of the car so Jisung won't notice how flustered you got.
You stuff the plushies in the backseat, feeling a few drops of rain fall on your face when you close the door, making you run to the passenger seat to escape. Jisung comes right after you, starting the car and driving back to the road.
âCan you check the forecast? I did it in the morning and there was nothing about rainâ, he asks, the rain outside getting stronger.
âSureâ, you take your phone out of your pocket, searching for news about the weather. âIt seems like it's one of those rains that start out of nowhereâ, you explain, âand it's not going to stop any time soonâ, you watch the dark road, little to no lighting.
âShould we look for a hotel, then?â Jisung asks, making you turn to him with wide eyes. âHey! Don't get any weird ideas, we are going to separate roomsâ, he informs you, covering his chest like you have the dirtiest mind.
âI didn't say anythingâ, you retort, crossing your arms.
âHmph, but you thoughtâ, he murmurs. âCan you look for a place nearby?â He asks but you were already doing that.
There's a nice hotel a few minutes from where you are and when you call them, they tell you there are rooms available but when you get there things are different.
âSo⊠they only have a roomâ, you say, fidgeting.
âIt's fine, I can sleep on the floorâ, he shrugs, pressing for the elevator to come to you.
âActually there are separate beds, so there's no needâ, you chuckle, seeing his ears turning red.
âGreat, that's great. My back appreciates itâ, he rumbles, flustered like an idiot making you laugh.
The rain seems to get worse outside, now adding thunder and lightning to the chaos. The room is comfortable and clean, there's a bathroom and a minibar so you can eat something.
You take your coat, throwing it in one of the beds and walk to the window, closing the blinds and shivering watching the lightning outside. Jisung opens the fridge, looking inside to see if thereâs anything interesting to eat and grabbing a bottle of water.
âDo you want it?â He asks, making you turn to look at him and nod, waiting as he walks to you, handing you the bottle.
âI think we should get to sleep soon, so we can go back early tomorrowâ, you say, gulping the water and Han nods, finishing his.
You two get on your beds, it's weird to sleep in the same room as him after so long. You turn your back to him, hoping that not seeing his face is going to make it easier for you to sleep.
However, a thunder rumbles so loudly sounding like it's right by your room's window, making you jump.
âJeezâ, you squeal, covering your face with the blanket.
âAre you alright?â Jisung's voice sounds behind you, making you turn to look at him. He's staring at you, brows knit together in worry.
âI'm fineâ, you tell him, even though you're not so sure.
âI know you're afraid of stormsâ, he sighs, biting on his bottom lip. âDo you want me to lay down with you? So you won't be so scared?â
You feel heat spreading all over you just by thinking about sleeping in the same bed as Jisung. You slept together a hundred times before so it shouldn't be so embarrassing to do it once more, but you're not sure if you're going to be able to behave if you go there.
âThere's no needâ, you tell him, closing your eyes and trying to fall asleep when another thunder sounds out there, seeming so much louder than before and making you jump again. âYou know what? I think I'll accept your offerâ, you say, watching as Jisung sits down, grabbing his pillow and blanket, standing up to move to your bed. He lays down so far from you that he's almost falling from the mattress.
âI won't bite youâ, you roll your eyes, turning to look at him, facing the middle of the bed.
âI wouldn't mind if you didâ, he chuckles, âI just don't want to make you uncomfortableâ, he says and even with the darkness of the room, you can see his cheeks reddening when he gets closer.
âYou won't make me uncomfortable, it's okayâ, you put your arm down your pillow and the other one on top, your hand beneath your head, watching as Jisung fidgets, trying to find a good position without touching you. âDo I make you uncomfortable?â You enquiry, seeing as his eyes widen and he shakes his head frantically.
âNot at all, you're the person whom I feel the most comfortable withâ, he confesses, making your cheeks burn and something more spread through your whole body.
Maybe things need to change. What then, if things don't workout? If you were going to think that way, you should have never confessed to your best friend in the first place. You decided to risk it all when you told him about your feelings and now he's the one pouring himself to you, waiting for you to choose him once more.
âIf I asked you to kiss me now, would you?â You ask, gulping down, trying to stay calm even though your heart just turned into a hammer in your chest.
âCan I?â He asks, hopeful, watching as you nod slowly. His hands cup your face and in the split of a second his lips are on yours, his fingers caress your cheeks delicately and he holds you like you're the most fragile thing in the whole world.
This kiss is so much better, kissing him while being certain about what you're feeling is delightful. His kiss is still soft and sweet, yearning and hungry as if he's been waiting for this for a long time.
You slide your hands down his shirt, going to his back and digging your nails on his skin. He sighs on your lips, letting a little groan escape his mouth. Jisung's hands go down from your face too, sliding to your waist and hips to pull you closer to him, pressing your body against his.
When you two find it too difficult to breathe, he pulls away from you, trailing kisses down your jaw and your neck, biting on your soft skin, making you moan. Your eyes widen in embarrassment but Jisung looks at you with dark eyes, licking on his lips.
âYou sound so good, please don't hold backâ, he pleads, going back to marking you. âCan I take it off?â He asks, grabbing the hem of your shirt, making your whole face burn as you nod, sitting down so he can pull the piece of fabric out of your body. He watches as your chest rises and falls, you lay back down, looking around extremely flustered but he can't take his eyes out of you. You're the prettiest woman he ever got to know and he's so in love with you that it feels like his heart is about to explode.
Jisung leans closer to your face, kissing you again as you let your hands wander through his body, sliding them to his hips and digging your nails on his skin, pulling him against you, feeling his length pressing on your thigh.
âYou're so prettyâ, he sings praises as he kisses down your collarbone, reaching your breast and his hands go to your back, undoing your bra.
âStop staringâ, you feel your cheeks burning with the way his eyes wander through your chest.
âI can't, you're too beautifulâ, he answers, leaning down do suck on your hardened peaks.
âJi-Jisungâ, your hands fly to his hair as you press him against your breasts, âthat's so goodâ, you sigh, feeling his tongue circling around your nipple.
Jisung starts humping against your clothed core, making you gasp and groan as your hands cup his face, bringing him back to kiss you. He doesn't stop the movements of his hips, rubbing his hard cock and sighing on your lips.
âCan I eat you out?â He asks, biting on your bottom lip as he pulls away from you.
His eyes are dark like you have never seen, like he's in a daze but the reality is that Jisung is too drunk on your scent and your warmth to think about how lustful he may look at that moment.
âHow much do you want it?â You tease, making him sigh, looking at you with puppy eyes, his hands going to the waistband of your pants, pulling it slightly away from your hips and playing with it, wanting to pull it down but waiting for your permission.
âI want to taste you so bad, you have no ideaâ, he bites on his bottom lip, âI feel like I might die if I don't feel your pussy clenching around my tongue right nowâ, he pleads, making your hips involuntarily thrust against his shaft, making him groan, âfuck. This is torture, please let me taste you, pleaseâ, he begs.
âI like it when you begâ, you try to pretend you're not dying to have his mouth down on you, âgo aheadâ
In a second Jisung is pulling your pants down, your panties going with it, he has no time to waste. He rushes to fit in between your legs, setting them over his shoulders as he kisses your inner thighs, trailing kisses closer and closer to your aching cunt.
âI can feel the scent of your arousalâ, he teases, taking a deep breath, âYou smell so good, babyâ, he completes, making you groan in embarrassment.
âWhat are you, a dog?â You retort, trying to ignore the burning on your face.
âOnly for youâ, he grins before diving in on your pussy. Jisung attaches his mouth to your clit, the warmth of his tongue spreading all over your body and you lead your hands to his hair again, pressing him against your core. His fingers dig on your thighs like he wants to mark you, putting more strength on the way his face sticks between your legs.
âJisung- fuck, Sungieâ, you whine feeling his arm moving, his finger being inserted inside your folds. He thrust them in and out, eyes closed as he enjoys your taste, the way your juices spill all over the bed sheets, he wants every bit of it in his mouth but there's just too much, he can't have it all. It's okay though, he's planning to lick you clean everyday from now on, every time he makes you come on his tongue, he's not going to let any of your juices go to waste.
He puts another finger inside you, finally opening his eyes when he feels your walls fluttering around his knuckles.
âFuck, are you gonna cum baby?â He asks, the look of pleasure in your face is so much that he has to hump against the bed to get some relief, his cock is throbbing so much, he feels he can cum just by looking at you.
âY-hmmâ, you are unable to form a whole word, the feeling spreading all over your body is too overwhelming, it's making you dazed and you can't think properly but you nod to him, hoping Jisung can understand that he shouldn't stop, not right now.
âShit, y/n, come for me, please, I want to taste you coming on my tongueâ, he tells you, going back to licking your cunt. He can feel the moment you cum, not just because you moan so loudly he thinks the other people on that floor can hear it but because your hole gets tighter around his fingers. You arch your back, hands going to the sheets as you grab them for dear life.
As you come down from your high, you're embarrassed to open your eyes. You never thought Jisung was one to do the whole dirty talking thing but if you think about it, there are quite a couple of things you didn't know about him.
You feel his kisses coming up your stomach, forcing you to open your eyes, you prop up on your elbows, watching him sneaking closer to you.
âWas it good?â He asks and you feel your whole face burning again but you nod anyways, feeling breathless when he smiles brightly, ears turning red.
You're ready to ask something but the huge bulge in his pants makes you gulp, staring for a second until his eyes follow yours and he blushes, turning with his stomach down so he can hide that part from you.
âCan I suck you off too?â You ask, licking your lips, suddenly eager to feel him coming on your mouth.
âI- I really want you toâ, he clears his throat, looking around embarrassed, âbut I don't think I'm gonna last long if I feel your pretty lips around meâ, he says, making a huge smile grow on your lips.
âI never thought you'd be such a sweet talker in bedâ, you confess, still squirming to his words.
Jisung smiles, leaning closer to you know, his chest pressed against yours and his length brushing on your leg.
âSo, did you thought about how it would feel like if I fucked you?â His eyes darken again.
âI mean, lately you have been showing too much skin, it would be impossible for me not to have any dirty thoughtsâ, you confess.
âFuckâ, he groans, âdo you want to keep goin?â He asks, kissing your neck, going up to your jaw and then your lips, âI don't have a condom but I'm sure we can make it work without putting it inâ, he stares at you expectantly.
You feel the warmth on your lower stomach spread to all your body, shouldn't you feel less turned on now that you came?
âI- I'm on the pill, soâŠâ you start saying and his eyes widen to your suggestion.
âAre you sure, it's okay if we don't-â
âI want toâ, you assure him, âI want to feel all of you inside me, you have no idea how much I want toâ, you plead and Jisung breathes a laugh, he's glad to see you're as desperate as he is.
âOkayâ, he nods, âbut if you want to stop at any time just tell meâ, he says as he gets up from the bed to take his pants and underwear off.
When Jisung cock springs out of his underwear, hitting his stomach, you can't hold the moan that escapes your lips as you watch how painfully hard he is. He crawls back to your side, letting his hand rest on your stomach as he kisses you again.
âDo you have a position you want to be in?â He asks, shyly, as if you both are not fully naked in front of each other.
âI'd like to stay on top if it's okayâ, you whisper and he nods.
âYeah, I'd love thatâ, he says, laying down after giving you a peck on the lips. You take a deep breath before kissing him too, mouth trailing down his jaw and neck. You mark him, giving him hickeys all around his chest.
Jisung cups your face, bringing your lips to his as you throw a leg over his hip, rubbing your wet folds on the length of his cock, that small stimulation making you moan.
âShit, you're so hotâ, he whines, biting on his bottom lip as he stares at you. You chuckle, grabbing his shaft and positioning it on your entrance, closing your eyes and sighing to the mere pressure of his head splitting your foulds in a half. You sink down on his cock, moaning loudly, feeling him stretching you out perfectly.
âOh- oh, this is so good, fuckâ, you whine, letting yourself get used to the feeling.
âYou're so tightâ, he groans, hands going straight to your hips, digging his fingers on the flesh. âIt feels so good inside youâ
Jisung closes his eyes, overwhelmed with you, it's too much, your warmth is hugging him, making him whine and groan like an animal. But he wants you to feel as good as he's feeling, so he takes one of his hands from your hip to your mouth, brushing his middle and index fingers on your lips.
âSuck on them, babyâ, he asks, making you moan and do as you're told. Jisung grins, taking his hand down to your core and pressing them on your clit, making circles around the puffy bud.
âAh- Sungie, that's- that's too muchâ, you whine riding him slowly, feeling your orgasm growing at each passing second. The knot on your stomach ready to burst when you feel his cock throbbing inside you, making you open your eyes to look at him.
He's stunning even coming undone beneath you, Jisung has his lips partially open, his hair stuck on his sweaty forehead and his moans are just like music to your years, the prettiest sound he ever made and it's just yours now, it's just for you to hear it.
âI'm gonna come! Y/n, I'm gonna comeâ, he warns you so you can get off him if you want to but you sink deeper, causing him to reach his orgasm, spilling his hot cum inside you. You follow him shortly when he puts more pressure on your clit while he's coming, making you tremble and moan as you spasm with pleasure.
You fall down on his chest, feeling Jisung's arms wrap around you as he gently lays you down by his side. He pulls the blanket to cover you and gives you a kiss on the top of your head as he watches you blinking into sleep.
Jisung wakes up to an empty bed. His hand wanders through the sheets, searching for your warm body to snuggle in as he opens his eyes but he finds nothing, just a cold space.
He sits on the bed to look around, trying to find you but you're nowhere to be seen and suddenly dread takes over him. Did you go home? Did you leave him behind? Did you regret spending the night with him?
Those thoughts break his heart, he looks around once more just to make sure he's not mistaken and you're actually there with him. He gets up, putting on sweatpants and walking to the bathroom. He knocks a few times, hoping that you're there, that you're going to tell him to wait because you're in there but no sound comes back to him and when he opens the door the space is empty.
Jisung sits down on the edge of the bathtub, he wants to cry. He shouldn't have expected you to stay with him just because you spent one night together, he should have known that, but why does it hurt so much? Why does he feel like a part of his heart was ripped out?
He sighs, guessing this is your answer to his confession. Could you still be friends after what happened last night? He can't be sure. He goes around the room, collecting the rest of his things and finishing getting dressed, couldn't you have waited for him? The keys are still on the table, so how did you go home without the car?
When he's grabbing said keys though, the room's door swings open, welcoming in a very sweaty you.
âAh, you're up?â You pout, âI thought I would be able to come back before you woke upâ, you smile. How can you smile like that when you just broke his heart? How could you have disappeared?
âYou came back?â He asks, arms falling limp by his sides. He stares at you with the eyes of a wounded puppy and that's when you know you did something you shouldn't.
âYeah? You thought I left you?â You tease, trying to be funny but when he sulks, eyes growing glossy, it sinks in. âYou didâ, you come to the conclusion, closing the door behind you.
You walk to Jisung, putting the bag you have in your hands on the table.
âI went to buy breakfast but it turns out there aren't many places that sell decent food around hereâ, you explain, âit ended up taking more time than it was supposed to, I should have left a note. I'm sorryâ
âI thought you had decided that you didn't want to stay with meâ, Jisung whines, âthat after last night you found out that I'm not enough for you anymore. That I really ruined everythingâ, he cries out, a single tear running down his cheek.
âJisung, of course I wouldn't leave you behind even if I had decided I didn't want to date youâ, you tell him, grabbing his hand and squeezing it, trying to give him some reassurance.
âI was even preparing a speech in my headâ, he pouts, âabout how even if we don't date I'd still see you the same way. I'd be by your side forever even if it's not romantically, I'd be happy to watch you live your life, even if it's with someone else as long as you were happyâ, he tells you. âYour love was already something I couldn't reach so I'm grateful that you gave me the chance to show you how much I love youâ
âSo you're going to be happy even if I marry someone else?â You question, making him sulk even more.
âI won't be happy but if you're that's enough for meâ
âBut I wouldn't want my boyfriend to be happy that I'm marrying someone elseâ, you tell him, smiling slightly as you watch the sentence you just said sink in on him and the sparkling grow in his eyes.
âBo-boyfriend?â He asks, hesitant.
âOf course, or did you think I'd smash then dash?â You chuckle, his cheeks turn red and he pouts pulling you closer with the hand you have holding yours.
âSo you love me back, right?â He questions, making you smile, nodding.
âI doâ
ââCause I love you so much it feels like my heart is about to burstâ, he says, putting your hand on his chest, his heart beating like crazy, making you smile. âThen, do you want to be my girlfriend?â
âYe-â, his lips are on yours before you can finish the sentence, making you sigh, just forgetting about the breakfast and also to check out, calling the reception and updating your stay for another half day.
When you show up at Jeonginâs birthday holding hands and looking lovey dovey, everyone sighs relieved and you have to hear Minhoâs and Seungmin's sarcastic ass saying âfinallyâ and âI thought I would die before you two would finally fuckâ, respectively.
Your daily life with Jisung went about almost the same as before, except that now you'd basically share the same room, you'd rarely sleep in yours. You make food and take it to the company when he's too busy, sometimes you even stay there till late in the night, waiting for him to finish recording so he can come home with you and cuddle in bed until you two fall asleep.
Your parents don't make a big deal about it, you swore your father would make you move to another place after the news came out but he just sighed, telling you that he knew this would happen someday and that he's happy you are dating someone as good as Jisung.
A few months go by and your relationship is still going smoothly. Of course you have some arguments here and there but nothing that you can't fix with a conversation.
You accepted the proposal of the guys to go touring with them and that's how you ended up in their dressing room, waiting for them to get back there after their last show on the tour.
The door opens and you hear the boys' loud voices coming in, greeting them and telling how nice the show was.
âYou see how hard your future husband works?â Jisung brags, walking up to you and pulling you aside. He wraps his arms around you and you feel your cheeks burn, you still feel flustered to hear him saying this kind of thing.
âFuture husband?â You tease, giggling as he pouts, frowning.
âYeah, or do you let any man do this to you?â He pulls you closer and gives you a peck on the lips.
âMaybe?â You tease, making him stare at you with his brows raised, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.
âIt seems like you need some punishmentâ, he sighs, looking at his hands before attaching them to your stomach, tickling you.
âStop!â You scream, laughing and trying to get away from him.
âSay you're only mineâ, he pouts, tickling you even more.
âJisung, I'm gonna kill youâ, you struggle to say between giggles.
âI'll die happily if you say I'm the only one for youâ, he pushes, pressing his fingers even harder against your stomach.
âOkay, alrightâ, you give in, making him stop to look at you. âYou are the only one for me and I'm all yours, happy?â You roll your eyes, watching his pout turning into a big smile.
âSay it one more timeâ, he whines.
âI love youâ, you say, making Jisung stare at you for a moment, before his cheeks start turning pink.
âI'll never get tired of hearing thatâ, he smiles, holding your hand and bringing it to his mouth for him to kiss. âI love youâ, he says, leaning in for a kiss, the sweetest you have ever shared.
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