#the muscles bulging and then i couldn't move them left or right

[howdoyousleep3]

never in my life have i wanted a Daddy more than i do rn 😭

[plmp0]

Just why

Summary: it was one of your routines to go live with some of your fans to show gratitude and probably attract more people to your group, but this time ur fan was a litlle too touchy for Sunghoon's liking.

Tags: idol!bf!sunghoon, idol!gf!reader,PWP, jealousy (for like 10 seconds), possessive sunghoon, kinda toxic, p in v, rough, mild choking, unprotected sex (don't do that), bulge kink, oral (m receiving), fingering, squirting, messy sex, aftercare. (I think that's all)

AU note: i wrote this at 4 am okay! idk wtf is this but yeah sorry if there is any mistakes and also eng is not my first language.

Sunghoon has been working out since this morning, he was so angry, seeing u flirt with a guy in a live was enough for him to loose his mind, he was used to u going live with one of ur fans once in a while and he was fine with it cause he knows how fans should be cherished as he has them as well, but when it's a guy that is constantly touching u, when his eyes never left u, he couldn't stand it, he is a person who gets jealous easily and he knows that and so u do and still you managed to upset him.

He sighed deeply and went to took a long hot shower trying to relax a little and calm his anger down, his muscles ached and his whole body was burning. He finished his shower wearing just his sweatpants while drying his hair, his eyebrows stuck together.

"You seem tense" u said from behind him and he didn't answer not even sparing u a glance, u came closer and rubbed his back, he let out a shaky breath, hands dropping the towel somewhere and he spoke without turning ur way "Did u really need to do a live with HIM?"

"Wdym?" U raised ur eyebrows, it was rule between both of u to not get into each other's work and it looks like Sunghoon forgot about that. He fixed his wet hair his voice hoarse "what i mean is that fan was Very touchy", u sighed rolling ur eyes Sunghoon has always been possessive for u but the thing is he doesn't have any reason to be so "well it's not like i was the one asking him to do that, we were live so anything i do can go against me, i tried to avoid his touches but yeah" u said sitting on his bed admiring his naked torso and the way the water in his hair falls on his body, Sunghoon clicked his tongue not liking ur attitude the slightest as he turned and looked into ur eyes and you got lost, his gaze was dark and full of anger hands on his hips flexing unintentionally his biceps and u felt small under his gaze, u swallowed thickly, his eyes following your every move as he took a step toward u, then another, and another until he stood right in front of u.

His fingers held ur chin forcing u to look at him "Sunghoon...", his thumb traced ur bottom lip shushing you as he sighed "why did u let him do that? Do u like it when a guy touches you? When he stares at you? When he flirts with you? Does it turn u on?"

His questions made you nervous, you know that his jealousy is the one speaking but u don't know why, maybe it's the tone he is using or the way his eyes darkened, either way he was intimidating. (and you liked that)

"Do u want me to show u what i do when i get mad?", he took a step forward, forcing u to fall back and his knee was between ur legs, his hands grabbed ur wrists holding them above ur head and his face was so close to yours,

"Tell me baby...what do u think i will do to u?" He breathed out his eyes on ur lips and u felt urself get turned on by the way he is acting, you have never seen him like this and you wanted him to go further "You tell me, Hoonie" u mumbled softly. "You like the sound of that? Me going feral?" He asked his eyes back to stare at urs.

"Show me then" u breathed out challenging him and he smiled, his eyes glinting dangerously, his hands tightening around ur wrists excited to take that brattiness out of you, He leaned into ur ear and bit your lobe whispering "i'm gonna wreck you"

Sunghoon pulled you up and pushed you towards the headboard of the bed, his body towering over yours, his hands went to hold ur throat making you moan softly, his tongue licked ur ear and trailed down ur neck leaving open mouthed kisses, he stopped near ur collarbone and sucked harshly, making you moan and squirm underneath him, he left a kiss on your shoulder and stopped to admire his art , his hands went to the hem of ur shirt pulling it off u and he threw it somewhere in the room, his fingers playing with the lace bra u had on, "white?" He thought ,u bit ur lip, your arms going to cover ur boobs and his eyes darkened.

"Don't hide yourself, let me see you" he let out his voice deep and husky, his hands grabbed ur wrist and held them over ur head his other hand undoing ur bra throwing it away and his eyes dropped to look at your exposed chest, his tongue wetting his bottom lip as he felt his mouth dry, you are so beautiful and the fact that he has you for himself always makes his heartbeats fasten, your cheeks heated up as u felt his gaze on you and he mumbled mockingly "what? Did u take back ur words?" And you only shifted your eyes from him shying away from him, and he chuckled leaning to take on one of your boobs in his mouth, his tongue sucking harshly making you moaning, he kissed his way to ur other boob doing the same as you kept squirming.

His fingers played with ur hard nipples and his teeth grazed it, u whimpered and he smirked, his hands going to grab ur breasts and he gave it a harsh squeeze making u gasp arching your back, his thumbs rubbing ur sensitive buds, "so sensitive", he kissed ur nipple and took it in his mouth again tugging it slightly leaving you like a mess.

His hands grabbed the waistband of ur jeans and pulled it down noticing the wet spot on ur panties, "Soaked already?", u looked away embarrassed and he held ur chin in place "answer me"

"Yes" was all u could say, a smug smile formed on his lips as his thumb traced your bottom lip, and u sucked on it almost immediately and his eyes darkened even more if it's possible, his mouth attacked yours in a heated and messy kiss, his tongue dominating yours as always, and his hands lowered to your ass, squeezing and groping it harshly. You moaned loudly, your hands tugging his hair and he groaned into the kiss, his hand slapped your buttcheek hard and you pulled away to let a small cry, he kissed ur jawline and licked it numbing on it and u pulled his hair roughly, "hmmm" he hummed enjoying every moment of this. His finger slipped under ur panties and rubbed ur clit, "so wet" he chuckled, and you moaned loudly when his fingers went to your entrance rubbing your wetness and coating his fingers in it. "Fuck you drive me crazy! I can't think straight" his breath hitched. "I'm sorry" u whispered you know exactly how he keeps overthinking things and you can only imagine what was on his head after watching your live, he looked at u with hooded eyes oh how sorry you are going to be he thought "tell me what u want me to do to you" he whispered lowly, "Anything, everything, please, anything you want" u said desperate for release after the amount of teasing he put u through.

"Hmmm" he thought for a second and his mouth found your nipples again, sucking and nibbling at them, "Hoonie...please" u whined having enough from his teasing and wanting the real thing (lmao bye )

"Please what? Say it, use your words" he said almost mockingly watching you squirm not even able to form a proper sentence "Plea- hmmm, I need u, please fuck me"

He chuckled, his fingers slipped into you and u moaned loudly arching your back, his digits were long and slim and his thrusts were quick and rough, he pumped his fingers into u making your eyes roll back, his mouth went back to ur nipple while his other hand was holding your waist firmly and u arched your back pushing him deeper into you, "shit, shit, shit" u cried. He can feel his cock twitching every time u made a sound like that, ur expressions captured in his brain, he love to see you like this, so small, so helpless around him and he was about to lose it when u rolled ur eyes back hips following his movements.

"You're so hot, baby, do you know how many times i thought about fucking you while you were dancing? How many times i wanted to throw u on my lap and make you cum around me in the middle of the dance room? Do you know how many times i wanted to fuck you in front of those cameras to show everyone who u belong to" he groaned, his pace getting fast, "Ho-Hoonie" you cried, the sound of ur wetness was so loud, his hand was coated with your slick leaving a mess on the sheets as well, his fingers curled inside of u making you see white, and even at ur fucked state u couldn't help it but spot how his hard cock was throbbing through his sweatpants making you whine loudly, and he laughed darkly noticing u "you want it? Beg for it, tell me how much u need my cock"

"P-please, I- I need u, I want u, I can't take it anymore" u said desperately, his fingers pulled out and went to rub your clit very fastly his other hand keeping u in place as u tried to get away from his fingers at how intense you felt ur release coming, u cried as you came undone squirting all over his hand and his chest, Sunghoon looked at you satisfied, your legs were shaking panting heavingly, your body feeling weak already, "good girl, you did great" he kissed your forehead and got up, u frowned confused "Where are u going?" You asked and he pointed at his lower half "I'll be back, just give me a minute"

Sunghoon took off his sweatpants and boxers, his length springing free and smacking his toned stomach, your mouth watered, the way his dick curved upwards and the veins around it, the way his tip was red and the way his balls looked heavy,HE was perfect, his hand went to wrap around his member pumping it slowly, moaning at the feeling making you swallow the lump in your throat. "You like what u see?" He asked, his eyes half lidded, and his thumb smeared his precum around his tip, u nodded slowly "want a taste?" He asked and you got up crawling towards him making him smirk ohh how much he loves it when u act like an eager slut for him.

U sat on ur knees, looking up at him and he groaned when your warm tongue lapped the tip his hands went to pull ur hair, he groaned dropping back his head enjoying the way your mouth was wrapped around his tip before you started hollowing your cheeks and sucking him, his eyes noting the was u didn't dropped eye-contact making his breath hitch and u felt his cock twitch in ur mouth.

You tried to take him as far as u can but he is just too big and long that it wasn't possible for u to not gag, his eyes opened and he looked at you again, his thumb wiping the tears in your eyes loving the way ur mascara was messed up  and his other hand cupped ur cheek caressing it softly and your eyes met his again after rolling back, he smiled lovingly at you and the way his eyes turned so soft made ur heart race. He pulled out of ur mouth, his tip smacked his stomach and you couldn't help but admire him, "do u like it? Do u like it when i treat you like a princess while i'm rough with you?" He asked and u nodded, he hummed and went to lay down on his back and you crawled over him, he held his length and u positioned yourself on top of him, his tip teasing your entrance before going inside you and he groaned at how warm and wet u felt his hands guiding you to sit on him and take more of him slowly, the stretch was so good and he hissed as u moaned feeling him filling you up completely, his hand rested on ur hips his eyes closed enjoying how good u feel, and u moved on top of him, rolling your hips slowly as u kept moaning "shit" u whined,picking up ur pace bouncing on his cock, his eyes were now glued to the way his dick disappears inside of you, "god! so tight" he groaned, his hand slapped your buttcheek harshly and the way you clenched around him made him grunt, he thrusted his hips into yours, hitting your sensitive spot again and again until you cried.

"So close, i'm so close" you mumbled and his hand went to grab your neck making you choke mind going crazy, "I'm close too, baby" he whispered.

He kept pounding into you making the bed squeak you were sure ur neighbors heard everything as your moans were getting so loud, he let go of your neck and you lowered ur body taking more of him making him lose his mind one of his hands now traveled down to feel the bulge in ur stomach and his eyes rolled back at that his thrusts now fast and hard, it felt so good, his cock twitched inside of you and u knew that he is about to release at any moment you closed ur eyes enjoying the way he was grunting and groaning, his hands went to hold onto your ass delivering a hard smack making u scream as he kept fucking you into oblivion. You kept getting close and you struggled to hold ur release "Cum inside, fill me up, please" u begged wanting to cum with him and he chuckled "my eager slut" he cooed his thrusts never slowing down, "m gonna make sure to fill u up dw" his fingers went to play with ur clit making your body shake uncontrollably as u dropped your head on his shoulder crying not able to hold ur release anymore and he whispered into your ear lowly "cum, baby" You rolled your eyes back, and let out a scream cumming hard on him, his hips stuttered against u his cum filling you up as well, he groaned deeply,"fuck, take it" he rolled his eyes his movements not stopping until he got rid of his high fucking his cum inside you more, his arms going to hug you and his lips kissing your head sweetly, the two of you laid there trying to catch ur breath, your legs were trembling, your body was weak, you felt him softening inside of you and he kissed your head again whispering sweet words in your ear as his hands rubbed your back soothingly.

"You ok?" He asked and u hummed not wanting to talk making him laugh at ur cuteness and knowing how exhausted you were, his hand caressed your hair, you loved this side of him it makes u fall for him more, knowing that you are the only one with whom he can act so sweet and soft, only you are allowed to see his vulnerable side, his weakness, u sighed softly hugging his buff body "m sure m gonna wake up someday passed out just because of your hard grip" u joked feeling his hug tightening, he smirked playing with ur hair "the only hard thing you are gonna wake up to is my morning wood darling" You looked at him shocked and his smirk only got bigger, u pushed him lightly "Park Sunghoon!" He laughed at ur reaction, his hand going to brush a strand of hair away from ur face moving so you can face him, he looked into ur eyes deeply his gaze was so soft, so gentle, full of love, his thumb brushed against ur cheekbones and he whispered lovingly "i love you"

Ahhhhhhhhh i should go to sleep fr, but yeah i hope u enjoy ~~

[thirstywoso]

Five years down, forever to go pt2 // Jessie Fleming x Reader 18+

Synopsis: Jessie comes home from training to reader being domesticated af

A/N: This is part 2 but you can also read it without having read part 1

Warnings: again just mostly smut, reader receiving, strap on use, fingering, oral, dirty talk, marking, masturbation, aftercare, edging, ruined orgasm, language (as always I think that's it) 18+ MDNI

W/C: 3.6K

Your favourite song was blasting in your headphones as you danced around the kitchen, singing into the spoon that you had a firm grasp on. Spinning around with your eyes closed belting the words out before your 'microphone' suddenly became a guitar which you pretended to strum to the tune of the song.

It was no surprise you hadn't seen Jessie stood in the doorway watching your antics. Not wanting to disturb you and enjoying your performance all too much she didn't make a move to announce her presence.

Putting the spoon on the side you went back to the counter beginning to chop the vegetables for dinner which you were hoping to have ready for Jessie when she came home.

As you carried on humming along to the song you were jolted from your peace as your girlfriends arms snaked around your hips meeting again at your front.

Once the shock had worn off you went back to chopping as Jessie began kissing your shoulder and peppering your neck. You hummed leaning into her touch as she continued.

"Jessie please, you'll leave a mark!"

"Hmm and that concerns me because?"

"Because I have work tomorrow and I don't want to look unprofessional"

"Right so you completely destroying my neck last night was okay?"

"Of course" you say smugly

"You know even Janine's make up couldn't cover the marks you left and I was absolutely ripped into at training!"

You just laughed under your breath

putting the knife down you turned around in her arms to face her, placing a kiss to her lips removing your headphones.

"Hey" you whispered against her, leaning back against the counter that she trapped you against with one arm either side of you. Her arms flexed as she leaned in closer to you, your eyes unable to look away.

The way her muscles bulged and the veins across her hands stuck out you studied every inch whilst she just watched your face with a smug look.

"Like what you see?"

"I'd like it more if you put them to use"

With that she pushed the chopping board and knife out of the way before using her strong arms to hoist you up onto the counter standing between your parted legs.

You leant down caressing her face kissing her slowly, at this moment you were so full of love that you hadn't yet noticed the tingling down below.

Pulling away from Jessie you looked into her dilated pupils as she possessively grabbed your hips.

"You know you may have looked irresistible last night but I think coming home and seeing you cook for us whilst wearing my clothes looking all domesticated, is what does it for me"

"I could say the same about you too Miss Fleming, getting to see your beautiful face when you come home and spend my life with you is everything to me"

"You know, you keep this up and that will be your last name some day"

You smile kissing her again

"You want to have a family with me some day?"

"You know I do Jessie"

"I love you" she hummed leaning in for another kiss.

It started off innocent but soon the kiss deepened and you're not sure who initiated it, the only thing you could think about is the gentle slide of your girlfriends tongue over your bottom lip and the heat growing between your legs.

Jessie's hands wondered up her your sweater that you were wearing, her finger tips gently stroking patterns along your sides. She took her time kissing you gently as one of her hand reached further up cupping your breast above your bra. Kneading one in her hand she removed her free hand that had previously been squeezing your hip and let it find your other breast for similar treatment.

You sighed into her mouth as she continued her ministrations. Slowly getting lost in the feeling before quickly pulling back.

"Baby as much as I want to do this" you say pointing between the two of you "right now, I have to cook our dinner"

"With all due respect, fuck dinner we will get take out. I appreciate you cooking for me but right now there's only one thing I want to eat on my mind"

Her lips were back on yours again, hands moving to the bottom of your sweater pulling it over your head before she returned back to your lips.

Her hands lightly scratched at the base of your back before she also removed her shirt, you gripped onto her shoulders grounding yourself as to not get to excited to quick.

It wasn't long until the kiss deepened again and her tongue slid rhythmically along yours, fighting for dominance. Neither of you winning instead being satisfied with the give and take.

You gently rake your hands along her shoulder blades as she pulls at your hips bringing you closer to her. In her mind you couldn't possibly be close enough.

Soon Jessie was lifting your hips off of the counter as she shuffled your remaining clothes down your legs where they found themselves with the other discarded clothes on the floor.

"Wow, you look so gorgeous" she whispered almost as if she was scared to break this perfect moment.

"Just kiss me"

She done as you asked bringing her lips back to yours her fingers snaking their way up and down your thighs gently, after sometime of her teasing you broke away from the kiss

"Please just touch me already"

Jessie didn't need telling twice, her fingers danced across your thighs again before finding the heat between your legs.

Her middle finger gently rubbing along your slit gathering the wetness that was already evident helping her digits glide through your folds, you sat back on your elbows as she continued touching you, admiring the way her soft curls framed her face and the way her freckles looked like constellations across her rosy cheeks.

"Why are you staring?"

"You're just so perfect Jess, I hope that you are mine in every lifetime"

With that Jessie slipped two fingers inside of you, bringing her lips back to yours swallowing the moan threatening to spill from your lips.

You closed your eyes concentrating on the way her tongue snaked into your mouth and the way her fingers curled hitting all the right places. You suck gently on her tongue as she scissors her fingers stretching you open.

The way Jessie opened you up had you feeling pleasure from the tips of your toes and it ran like electricity throughout your entire body.

You scratched at Jessie's back once again pulling her closer to you as she bit down on your bottom lip pulling back gently realising it with a pop. Your eyes met and all you could see was pure lust and affection staring back at you.

Leaning forward she began to kiss your collar bone gently before trailing up your neck rotating between gently nipping at your skin with her teeth and sucking on your skin before soothing over gently with her tongue that you so desperately wished was elsewhere.

You threw your head back Jessie becoming bolder with her movements stroking inside you faster and clamping down harder on your neck as you let out a groan.

"More please Jess, I need more" you pant

"More what, use your words baby"

"My clit, please touch my clit"

Her hand which was previously stoking your lower back joined her other hand, teasing her way down her fingers gently stroked at your clit hitting the spot you oh so desperately needed her. Your whimpers spurring her on she picked up speed thrumming into you. Driving you closer to the edge, so impossibly close your legs began to tremble. Your bottom lip tucking between your teeth and your eyebrows furrowed, that all to familiar fuzzy feeling rising from your stomach. When all of a sudden your eyes snapped open searching for Jessie and where the fuck her fingers went.

Shaking your head and reopening your eyes you see your girlfriend stood there with the biggest shit eating grin you had ever seen and when she was sure you were watching she slipped her fingers into her mouth making a show of tasting you on herself.

Your jaw almost dropped to the floor eyes wide watching her

"Fuck Jessie"

Pulling her fingers from her mouth she pushed them past your lips into your mouth to muffle the whimpers as her fingers that were previously circling your clit returned with reinvigorated force.

Not breaking eye contact you sucked on Jessie's fingers as she began to slide her fingers along your now soaked pussy. She could cum just from watching you, your mouth bobbing up and down on her fingers being one of the sexiest things she had ever seen except from the times she had you split open on her cock.

Pulling her fingers from you mouth dragging them gently down your chin and neck towards your chest leaving a mix of your spit and arousal in their wake, reaching your chest she gently pushes you back with the palm of her hand until your back is against the cool surface.

Both of her large hands now came to rest on your thighs, taking a moment to drink your body in before spreading your legs nice and wide for her.

Your arousal was obvious the way your thighs glistened, Jessie crouched lower so she was level with your core, still holding your legs open. Gently blowing against your throbbing pussy making your legs instinctively try to close.

Your girlfriends strength was unmatched and your legs were held firmly in place. The veins in her hands even more prominent sending another rush of arousal to where you were already dripping.

Licking her lips she sized you up, slowly leaning in licking a stripe up your opening. Sighing as she finally tasted you from the source.

Your hands tangled into her locks as she gently traced patterns along your thighs her tongue flicking along your clit in a crisscross pattern.

At this point in your relationship she could read you like a book, she knew exactly what pressure you needed, what speed she should lap at you with and exactly what buttons to press.

Her hands came up to your breasts gently cupping and squeezing them rhythmically in time with the way her tongue made its way from your entrance to your bundle of nerves.

It felt so fucking good, then again any touch from Jessie was other worldly. Your hips arched off the counter into her mouth as she idly lapped at you. Pushing yourself against her lips grinding your hips into her chasing every movement she made trying to push yourself off the edge you so quickly reached again.

Your hands tightened in her hair getting so close yet again and just as you were reaching the tippy top that you couldn't wait to fall off, her mouth was gone. Giggling into the inside of your thigh at your frustration, gently bitting down on the flesh there.

"Fuck you, that's so not fair!" You protest

"I'd apologise but I'm honestly not sorry, your so hot when you're desperate, begging for me and that's exactly what will happen tonight"

As you laid there waiting for your breathing to return to normal Jessie grabbed a stool from the breakfast bar placing it next to where you were laying.

Watching you as you regained your composure she pulled you to the edge of the counter again.

"Kneel on the stool and lean across the counter for me baby"

Jessie was usually the dominant one in the relationship even if sometimes you did shake it up and although you'd obey everything she said regardless it was nice to have her be more gently in charge tonight. Taking care of you rather than pushing your limits and making demands of you that you'd willingly comply with.

You did as Jessie told and knelt on the stool, leaning forwards pressing your front to the cold surface gasping at the way your nipples gently brushed against the counter your forehead resting against it. Arms stretched in front of you grasping the edge along the other side of the island.

A soft smack came down on your cheek, then another and one more for luck. Jessie then spread your cheeks from behind you this time, she didn't mess around her tongue making its way into your clenching dripping hole. Your pussy dripping down her chin and running down her tongue, both of your eyes rolling back. Yours with pleasure and hers in utter ecstasy from your heady taste.

Gripping tighter on the counter until your knuckles turned white you relished in the way her tongue curled deeper inside you, twisting and turning in different directions as if she was trying to taste every inch of you all at once.

Her hands kneaded the flesh of your cheeks as she ate you from behind, pulling out to lap at you. No drop of your arousal going to waste. Once satisfied she had cleaned you up her tongue slid back inside you, your hips rocking back to match the thrusts of her tongue letting go of the counter you reached back holding her head in place as you ground back against her your other hand snaking between your legs.

You furiously rubbed at your clit with want, Jessie felt drunk and she wasn't sure if it was from the taste of you or from the way you touched yourself. Panting and whimpering as you brought yourself closer.

She swatted your hand away and took over. Her fingers speedily having their way with your clit.

"Please let me cum Jessie"

"Sorry can't hear you" she mumbled into you

"Jess please I can't hold back much longer"

Your hips began stuttering as Jessie applied more pressure and her tongue stabbed inside of you. Her fingers slipping and sliding where you needed her from the way your legs were shaking and twitching.

With one last curl of Jessie's tongue and a piercing scream ripping from the back of your throat you came all over Jessie's face and tongue as she caught you. Your legs going limp and losing your balance falling from the stool.

She lifted you into her arms bridal style and carried you to the couch laying you down gently. Closing your eyes as you come back to reality.

"Wow y/n/n that was something else"

You cup her face bringing her down gently to kiss you, smiling at the taste of yourself on her lips.

"It was all you baby" you smile up at her in a daze your eyes half closed.

"It was so hot though, I could fuck you all night when my name comes out of your pretty mouth like that"

"Then do it" you proposed

Within seconds she had ran into your bedroom and returned stumbling down the hallway almost tripping as she was now fully naked and the strap was halfway up her legs. Standing before you she secured the strap.

Grabbing your legs and hardly giving you time to catch up she brought you to the end of the couch where she knelt down and without warning slid into your slick heat.

Your hands clawing at her back as she bottomed out inside of you.

"Look how well you're taking my cock" she groaned watching the way your tight pussy greedily took her in, stretching around her.

Slowly dragging her hips back, her tip dragging along your sensitive walls as she almost pulled out the whole way before plunging back in, grinding her hips into you.

Your already sensitive clit bumping against her hips as she drills into you repetitively.

You tug at her hair and she devours your chest leaving even more marks, soothing them all with her tongue. Your breathy whimpers and whispers begging her to do ungodly things to you only fuelling the fire she had in her belly.

Snapping into you she gently pushed down on your lower stomach feeling the way her cock hit deep inside you. Driving her absolutely feral. Grabbing your legs she propped them over her shoulders holding herself up with those strong veiny forearms as she jack hammered into you.

The force causing your hips to jump off the couch repeatedly until her stamina faltered and she pulled you up sitting you on her lap still buried inside you.

Grabbing your hips bruisingly marking them with how rough she was, bouncing you up and down on her cock.

You reached down circling your clit, rubbing with vigour pulling your second orgasm even closer.

"That's it baby play with your clit for me"

"You look so pretty bouncing on my cock"

"Look at how those breasts are bouncing for me" she groans before taking your breast back into her mouth suckling down on your nipples until they harden.

"Cum for me baby, you are such a good girl"

"Just watching you touch yourself is driving me crazy"

She couldn't stop complimenting the way you took her and how good you felt as she brought you to the edge again.

"Cum for me"

Your hips stilled walls spasming around your girlfriends cock.

Your head falling to her shoulder crying out in pleasure bordering overstimulation.

Slowly pulling out of you and laying you down with her on the couch she gentle smoothed her hands over your skin until you had come down.

"You are so ordering take out, there's no way I can cook now. My legs are so weak I don't think I could stand up even if I tried"

"What do you want to eat baby?"

"You?" You say with a smirk "it's my turn to make you feel just as good as you made me feel!"

"Maybe tomorrow baby, for now let's just eat some real food and get some rest?"

"Okay Jess" you smile at her before continuing "You've got to stop whispering such dirty things in my ear whilst you fuck me though because that mixed with your soft pants and heavy breathing make me cum way too fast"

"It's not my fault the way you ride me drives me insane and the way you cum all over my thighs is unmatched"

She pauses "It does unspeakable things to me, I can't help how feral it makes me"

You laugh burying your face in her chest slightly embarrassed.

"Look as wet as I am right now, I need you to get your rest" she said prioritising your own needs.

"Let me run you a warm bath and whilst you relax I'll sanitise the kitchen and order some take out, just tell me what you'd like?" She continues.

"That sounds great and all Jess but first I need to see you cum"

"Baby I've already said we can do that tomorrow, for now you need rest"

"No Jess, I want to watch you touch yourself" you half ask half demand.

"Oh"

You sat up on one end of the couch drawing your knees to your chest "lay back and let me watch, please baby" you say trying not to sound desperate.

After some encouragement Jessie tried to shake off her nerves before laying back against the pillows.

"Let me direct you"

Jessie nods at you wide eyed.

"First use two fingers to play with your clit for me"

"That's it like that"

Jessie's eyes closed her brows furrowed in concentration.

"Harder Jessie"

You saw her mouth twitch as she applied more pressure.

"Now gather some of your wetness and push a finger inside, take it slow"

Doing exactly as you said she let out a breathy whimper as her finger slipped inside, curling slowly pulling in and out.

"Now another"

Jessie bit her lip at the stretch but persevered, a moan of your name falling from her lips as any discomfort transpired into pleasure.

Already sensitive from fucking you it didn't take long for hips to snap up and stutter.

Curling her fingers inside herself harder she threw her head back, grabbing her breast with her free hand. Rocking up her clit bumping along the palm of her hand bringing her impossibly close.

"That's it baby cum for me"

With a shriek of your name she came all over her hand, without missing a beat you crawled over the couch toward her grabbing her wrist and shoving her fingers into your mouth making a show of cleaning up her digits.

Another rush of arousal went straight to her core and her taste was addictive. You couldn't help yourselves, spreading Jessie's legs you knelt down lapping at her folds and over her bundle of nerves.

So quickly after her first orgasm that she hadn't had time to come down before she was already on the edge, a few more rough licks later and she was cumming on your tongue.

You kiss your way up her chest to her lips, you stay there awhile just softly kissing each other hands roaming and exploring each other's soft skin.

Jessie was the first to pull away standing up, grabbing your hand pulling you to the bathroom. She sat you on the toilet seat before she began to draw your bath.

"I'm going to go order, unless you want anything specific I'll surprise you?"

"A surprise sounds good" you say as she helps lower you into the tub.

Kissing you on the forehead as you settle into the warmth. Jessie then returns to your bedroom, getting out some of her your fresh clothes and places them on the bed for you. Making her way to the kitchen to clean up she calls and makes an order of your favourite dish from you favourite restaurant so that it'll be delivered by the time you're out of the bath and both snuggled in blankets on the couch.

Meanwhile as you were soaking in the bath you thought to yourself 'five years and one day down, forever to go'

Part 3

[torialefay]

6 with CHANGBIN…… 😩

One Hell of a Workout 💣

boyfriend!changbin x horny!fem!reader smut

✨ synopsis: your & your boyfriend's sleep schedule is fucked up, which in turn means your gym schedule is also fucked up. late night workout sessions may end up not being so bad 👀

✨ wc: ~2k

✨ warnings: smut ahead- minors DNI; cursing; unprotected sex, public sex

• you knew you shouldn't, but you couldn't help it. changbin just looked too fucking good.

• you'd gone to the gym with him superrr late. not because you were particularly dedicated, but because it is currently only 5 PM in the country you just got back from... and seeing his arms and shoulders as he worked out was never a bad sight.

• something about the smell of him and the way his little curls stuck to his head once he started to sweat got you riled up more than anything else in the world.

• as you were finishing your squat reps, you couldn't help but to watch the contour of the muscles in his back out of the corner of your eye. you were the only person bin would workout in front of without a shirt on. and god, the way he looked at the end of his lat pulldowns... let's just say you were starting to get wet, and not from the sweat.

• you weren't quite sure what it was. why you were so horny all of a sudden. you'd usually never be this side tracked about him. BUT with bin having shows every night recently, he didn't always have the time, energy, or opportunity to be intimate with you... and this was the result. too much pent up desire.

• after clearing your weights and getting a drink of water, you watched changbin as he laid down to start his bench press. the way his arms bulged just by angling them up to grab the bar was so yummy that you couldn't stand it.

• "want me to spot, babe?" you asked, trying to sound as non-chalant as possible.

• "i don't know how much you'll be able to help if i get crushed, but sure why not," he said, chuckling to himself.

• you bit your lip as you walked over, about to situate yourself over top of him.

• swinging your leg over his hips, it took everything in you not to sit down and straddle him.

• "good?" he asked.

• "you're good. you got this!" he'd already done his warming up, so he was moving onto something a bit more challenging.

• as he removed the bar and began to pump his arms up, you helped him count. "1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10."

• "aghh," he let out a deep breath, moving the bar back onto the rack.

• "well, this is a pretty sight," he said, moving his head down to look at you over top of him.

• 'this i can work with,' you thought.

• you smirked at him before lowering your pelvis, letting yourself rest right on top of his hips. you were hoping the contact would work in your favor.

• "babyyy, come on now," he said, throwing his head back in a tiny giggle. he definitely thought you were joking.

• "what's the matter?" you asked, big eyed, moving your hands down to rest on the sides of his torso, tight from the extra core exercises he'd been doing lately.

• "you know you can't be doing this. come on, you've gotta stand back up," he said smiling up at you. he was about to shake his head laughing in disbelief.

• "but why?" you teased, letting your hands trail further inwards and run gently up and down his abdomen.

• "why?!" he moved his head to look left and right. "because we are literally in the gym right now! in public!"

• you smiled playfully as you ever so slightly began to move your hips up and down on him. just the tiniest bit to gage his reaction.

• "technically," you started, "this is a *private gym... and who else is gonna be here at 3 in the morning?"

• when you sensed no hesitancy on his side, you let yourself grind a little harder, making full contact with what you could now feel as his bulge. you wanted to go slowly. to make sure that every last centimeter of him felt you.

• "ah fuck," he smiled while exhaling loudly. "you're not gonna make this easy, are you?"

• "if you realllly don't want it," you let your hands wander to his chest, massaging into him, "then say it and i'll stop."

• you couldn't help the smile on your face. knowing that he was putty underneath you. hoping he'd just give in already. hoping you could give each other what you knew you both desperately needed.

• bin didn't say anything. he just shut his eyes, looking like he was concentrating on some imaginary thing in his head.

• when he held that position and didn't go on to say anything, you took it as your cue to stop. you slowly brought your hands back to yourself and halted your hips from rocking on him.

• "i'm sorry binnie, i don't know what got into me," you mumbled, now feeling embarrassed at the ordeal, your own boyfriend not able to look at you. you slowly began to stand back up just over top of him.

• before you could think another thought, changbin's hands gripped hard on your hips, pushing you back down on him.

• "i didn't say to stop," he mumbled lowly, as if the words were coming from deep within his chest. it wasn't anger in his voice. it was more of a... whine? a plea? ... something that made you horny.

• with a victorious smile on your face, you reveled in his actions, taking this opportunity to get what you desperately needed.

• "feels that good, huh?" you toyed with him a bit before starting to pick up speed again, grinding back and forth over his clothed cock.

• "hush," he said, covering his smile with his hands. he felt like there was no way this was really happening to him right now. no way that this was his reality.

• you took your time, slowly and sweetly grinding on him until you felt your clit begin to throb. all of the sensation had built up, leaving it swollen and exposed to your underwear, steadily and deliciously.

• "oh fuck," you moaned, throwing your head back and savoring the way that changbin's hard shaft fit so perfectly between your lips, massaging you without even trying.

• as you heard light moans escaping changbin's mouth, you quickly slid down him slightly so you could palm him through his shorts. his cock was rock solid, and as you stroked up and down, he began to wince. as bad as he wanted to cover it up, you knew he was getting overly worked up.

• "i wanna take these off," you pleaded, pulling on the waistband of his shorts and boxers.

• toying around with them for a bit, you slowly pulled up and shimmied them down until they were around changbin's ankle, leaving him exposed.

• as you stood, you took the opportunity to slide your pants down, taking one leg out and then the other so you could throw the clothing on the floor beside you.

• changbin propped himself up by leaning his elbows on the bench. his eyes now full of light and wonder, he took in the sight of your lower body now unclothed for him in the middle of the gym. his safe haven and safe space... now absolutely stained with lustful thoughts.

• throwing yourself back onto him, you straddled his lap for a bit, letting his tip get covered in your juices. you felt your breath hitch just a bit as you rubbed up and down just the right spot.

• when you were satisfied with your plan, you quickly lifted your hips up and guided him to your entrance. in one swift motion, you removed your hand from his cock and instead left it to rest on his stomach.

• you felt yourself relax around him as you sank down, devouring every last centimeter.

• changbin sucked his teeth in slightly at the feeling of his dick pushing inside you, relaxing once he was fully in and you were finally stretched around him.

• you knew you had plenty of time, and you wanted to enjoy every last, tiny inch of movement between you two.

• as you angled your body forward, you moved both hands up until they were pressing into changbin's chest.

• you let yourself lean into the luscious rhythm you had before, slowly grinding forward and backward around him.

• as you went, you slowly built up your pace. you didn't mean for it to happen already, but with each movement of your hips, your clit began to pulse, begging for more.

• as you rocked back and forth, back and forth, you heard a few disgruntled moans from changbin, encouraging you to keep going.

• you threw your head back in pleasure as you started violently thrusting yourself up on him, the sensation becoming too great for you to bear.

• faster, faster, faster, chasing that sweet realesse until "fuckkkkkkkk" was all you could say.

• you immediately started twitching around changbin as you rode out your high, his hands coming around to stabilize your ass and hold you down on him until you were completely finished.

• trying to catch your breath, you leaned down onto your arms, closer to changbin's chest. your body was so exhausted, you weren't sure what to do next.

• but changbin had his own plans. before you knew what was happening, his arms had wrapped around you completely, pulling your face and stomach flat onto him as he began to violently buck his hips up and thrust inside of you.

• and jesus christ did it feel good.

• deep, guttural moans flew out of his mouth with each sharp thrust, with the sound of skin slapping following right after. the pace was quickly becoming too much to handle.

• cursing under his breath, changbin easily wrapped his hands into your hair and pulled, arching your back for him and letting him get a good look at your face.

• you moaned out as you focused on all of him. the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix repeatedly. the aggression on his face while looking at you. the one hand that was now urgently squeezing your ass, definitely leaving bruises behind.

• he was just too fucking good.

• "this what you wanted baby?!" changbin spat as you quivered over top of him.

• "ahh fuck," he bit down, focusing his eyes on your face and the way your tits bounced every time he pounded into you.

• as his thrusts got harder and sloppier, you knew he was close. with one final yank of your hair, he pulled you all the way back to arch your ass just perfectly for him. he loved the sight of you losing your breath over it.

• one, two, three more thrusts, and "oh fuck. oh fuck. aghhhhh fuckkkkk," he moaned out as he came, letting go of your hair and letting your body fall lifeless on top of him as he continued to fuck into you and ride out his high.

• like his own little rag doll, he used you until he absolutely couldn't stand it anymore. he was completely drained and overstimulated.

• you both laid there for a few seconds, panting heavily to catch your breath. laying on top of him, you heard his heart beat continuing to slow in his chest as he rested and regained his conscience.

• once you'd both calmed down, you finally got the chance to get words out.

• "that was too fucking good, binnie," you smiled, going up to peck him on the lips.

• "that was one hell of a workout," he laughed, beginning to sit up now. you, still seated in his lap, got a perfect view of his face and sweaty curls as he rested now on his tailbone.

• "seeeee," you teased, "we should do it again sometime." you coyly smiled.

• "you might just talk me into it," changbin said, leaning his forehead on yours.

• you both sat in solidarity for a moment, just admiring one another before changbin broke the peace. "i love you and all, but we've gotta put our pants back on." he looked down at the haphazardly strewn clothes around him.

• "and we should probably wipe this thing down about 5 times before we leave," you giggled before standing up.

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The spirit of inquiry

Stray Kids; Lee Felix (solo 18+)

Word count: 1.6k

Content: Felix being bi-curious, sweet but needy smut, mastrubation, using realistic cum-like lube, lix imagining a guy cumming on him, slight anal but lix gets too overwhelmed by it, loud lix, male orgasm.

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The warm room filled itself with the sound of deep breaths, echoing against the wall and bounching back into his ears. Despite there being a video playing on his tv situated at the end of his bed, the room was quiet.

Felix's heart was beating in his chest at the thought of there even being sound to the video. His brown eyes were intensely glued to the screen, taking in as much as he could - the video a perfectly set pase as he had picked the right genre that fit his own taste of gentleness.

The man in the video was taking his time undressing his girlfriend, teasing her around the edges of her underwear before pulling the pink fabric down her thighs.

Felix focused on the now bare women in front of him, who was visibly turned on by her boyfriend, legs spread for him so he had perfect access to place some needy kisses across her core.

The scene didn't last long, the guy soon moving back up to come face to face with her, both of them drowing into a kiss. It was now clearly visible how turned on the guy was as well, the bulge in his boxers pressed against her, bodies grinding against each other in no time.

Felix shifted in his seat, moving to let himself lay down a little lower, head resting against his soft pillow. He could feel his body reacting to the scene in front of him, blood so clearly flowing down to his length and hardening him.

He gulped as he felt his boxers fitting tighter around him, hands fidgeting with his cropped t-shirt, goosebumps forming on his skin whenever his warm fingers would accidently hit his soft tummy.

As the scene continued, and there were no longer any clothes in play, bare bodies clearly visible, his eyes started to wander.

Felix watched clearly how the guy stood between her thighs, hands roaming up between her breasts to her neck to sqeeze lightly, his free hand drifting over his own hip on the side where the camera was situated. Only seconds later the guy wrapped his hand around the base of his own cock, his thumb brushing over his slit to collect some precum to help his hand move over every inch.

Felix watched the guy intensely, how he ever so slightly twisted his wrist when pumping himself, how he would tighten around himself a few times seen by his veins, how the muscles on his abdomen would tighten and relax in waves, how his lips with his plump lips was open - threatening to release sounds he could only imagine.

Felix looked down himself briefly, sighing deeply as he saw and felt how hard his cock had become. His hands disappeared into his hair, covering his eyes as well.

'What am I doing?' he whispered to himself before letting his body relax again. He kept his eyes closed for just a little longer, not wanting reality to hit of how he actually liked looking at the guy in the scene too, how curious he was about how his jerking off differs from his own, how he would sound pleasing himself, how-

Felix signed again before opening his eyes again, the angle on the video now having been changed to the guy's pov, his abs and cock so perfectly visible and inches away from the girl's mouth. In a slight panic at his increasing thoughts, Felix leaned over to pause the video.

When he leaned back and the focus was even more on his aching length, he couldn't help but let his hands inch closer. He gently let his hand move over the fabric of his shorts, caressing his own thigh. When his hand inched higher his cock twitched in his boxers, earning a deep breath from him.

His eyes tried his best to avoid the paused scene in front of him, but his lust and needs were taking over with every seconds he left his cock untouched.

With another deep breath his eyes looked back up at the screen, hand finally palming himself and stroking the outline of himself for some friction.

'Fuck...', he whispered as he became eager to take off his shorts and boxers in one movement. Felix wasn't very big but he had such prominent veins along his shaft from how needy he would always get.

His cock hit his stomach as soon as he undressed, his small hand wasting no time to wrap around himself and to start jerking himself off desperately.

But with his eagerness he only realised after a few pumps he needed some help, something to make his movements easier so he could relieve himself quickly.

Felix rolled over onto his side, opening his drawer to take out a small bottle of lube he has recently replaced. In another wave of curiousity, he decided to buy himself a different kind of lube, the thought of it making his cock throb in need alone.

The lube has the exact same look and feel as his own cum, just a little pump of the bottle in his hand already had his mind go cloudy. The pump was enough to cover his entire cock in slick and cum, making a mess of himself without his own load even joining.

Felix started off with a fast pace, fucking his cock up into his hand as best as he could with needy whines. Only a few thrusts like this with the view of another man's cock visible on the screen between his thighs had him get lost in the scene.

'We shouldn't...do this', he played for himself, imaging the guy was right here in the room with him, as if the guy was jerking off right with him.

The wet noises of his cock covered in cum filled the room, more small little whines leaving Felix's lips whenever he paid attention to the details of the man.

Felix's moans grew louder as he started imaging the guy in front of him, the way he would let the guy cum on top of him if he wanted to, how he would want to feel his warm cum on him instead of this cold lube.

'Shit', he cursed as he tightened his wrist around his length for more pleasure. Felix gasped as his hips started twitching, his orgasm approaching fast.

He let out a desperate whine as he halted his movements, letting his cock fall against his tummy. His chest moved up and down quickly till his approaching orgasm went away again, edging himself.

Felix felt overwhelmed, with everything that was playing in his head, with the lust he felt from looking at another guy and how he felt equally wrong from liking it this much to image himself being covered by another man's cum.

However, his lust and his desires too over, leaning forward again to unpause the video this time being even more bold to quietly turn on the sound. Even though it was late at night, he was pretty certain that not all members were yet fast asleep.

Felix watched the scene continue, how the guy's thick cock disappeared into the girl's mouth. The guy's hand held her still, holding the back of her head as he started thrusting. Seeing how tight she was making her mouth for him had Felix wondering how good he could make the guy feel with his own, or even more so his own body.

Felix couldn't help but let his free hand move down his thigh, caressing his soft skin before inching his wet fingers closer to his rim. He gently started rubbing himself before waiting for another thrust on the screen before using one finger to enter himself.

His back arched ever so slightly, a moan slipping past his lips that was threatening to be a little too loud. The hand still resting on his cock was slowly moving again in sync, jerking himself off at a nice pace that matched the guy's thrusts too.

'Oh fuck, fuck', he moaned as he felt his cock continuesly twitch in his hand, his finger soon leaving him as it all felt too good. Just like that, the scene in front of him showed how the guy came all over the girl's tongue, some landing by the corners of her mouth. The guy stroked himself a few more times until he completely came down from his high, his fingers collecting some of the cum to let the girl suck on some more.

And just like that, Felix's body was twitching with an intense orgasm washing over him that had turned his moans completely quiet and swallowed. His little cock released spurt after spurt of cum over his tummy, some landing on the edge of his crop top too, staining the material. His load was big as he didn't get much time within scheduled to truly relax by himself.

Felix's sweet little cock started to soften against him, his body still too tired to move or even clean himself up. He only focused on his breathing, his eyes starting up at the ceiling.

Even though the video was over, he could swear that he heard a voice whisper to him, a man's voice, something sweet, no longer lust-like. Felix could no longer contain his smile, the thought of being able to really get loved and wanted by a man like this, was something that made his heart skip a beat.

[bigboysfalldeep]

A policemans' tale - Part 3

Two months into his job as a police officer, Lennard couldn't be happier. He's doing a pretty good job at the station, and the chief is also very confident in him and his abilities as a police officer. In fact, he gave him a new partner, one greenhorn who just finished studying, to tell him the ins and outs of the job. Right now, the car is parked in a vacant parking lot. It's noon, and the shift is nearly over. Just two more hours to go. Mario, his new partner, had to go to the toilet, which is why Lennard is waiting inside the car, watching him enter a small gas station.

The sun is shining brightly through the front window, while Lennard is browsing his phone, looking at pictures of himself in uniform. Swiping the pictures away, an ominous feeling washes over him. It feels like hes being watched by someone, something lurking nearby. He looks left and right; there is no one in sight—just a few cars, a bird here and there, but nothing threatening. "Fuck." He chuckles; maybe he's just nervous. However, his body is tensing more and more, and the hair on the back of his neck is standing at attention.

Suddenly, he can hear something deep inside his mind. A noise, a low screeching sound, like somebody is scratching the whiteboard with rusty nails. It gets louder and louder—a pain-inducing sound. He closes his eyes and tries to cover his ears with his hands, but the sound is already echoing through his every thought. Lennard realizes that it seems like somebody or something is calling for him. "Lennard." A familiar yet distant voice mutters again and again.

"What is this?" He groans when the noise suddenly drops. The officer lowers his hands and opens his eyes. Again, no one was in sight. But then. "Can you hear me, boy?" That voice rings through his head once more, causing the cop to shake his head. "What? Who?" Lennard rubs his temple. "Lennard, do you hear me?" The voice says it in a more serious tone. Shaking his head and chuckling nervously, Lennard tries to play it off. "I must be exhausted. Hallucinating." He closes his eyes to concentrate, but then he can feel a presence inside him.

"You're not hallucinating, boy." The voice smirks. "I've been here for a while now." Lennard shakes his head and looks around. Where is he? "You cannot see me, boy." The man laughs mockingly. "It's inside your mind." Still chuckling nervously, Lennard looks into the rear view mirror, and inside his eyes, he can see something different. A faint shine is hiding behind them. "Who are you?" He says it worryingly. "This has to be a dream." He thinks to himself. "This can't be." For a few seconds, the voice is quiet before laughter echoes through his mind. "Not a dream, boy. Let me show you."

Lennard's heart beats through his chest; he can't breathe or move when his eyes close shut. He doesn't have control right now, and more and more flashes explode in front of his inner eye. Memories of the past few months The voice lets him live through these moments again. He remembers the first time he went under, inside a similar police car, just one week into this job. He feels his whole body going through it again, his partner chocking him hard, the music playing in the background, the commands. Obey. Relax. Stay calm and follow orders.

His breath quickens even more as he feels himself going under again. His dick turns rock-hard, edging him on, while all of his muscles try to burst through the tight uniform. Then, as it ends, another memory bursts to life. The second time, that man visited him at home. He went under in just an instant, his body already conditioned to follow this man's voice. The same voice as today. Unable to breathe, he opens his eyes and lets out a long, deep groan. "What the fuck are you doing to me?" Lennard shoots loudly, sweating heavily. "Liked what you saw?" The voice mocks, causing Lennard to look at his crotch, his dick bulging and twitching inside his tight pants.

"This is sick!" Lennard protests, but he cannot help but stroke himself firmly again and again. It's written into his mind; hearing the voice of his master is triggering him more and more. "You're a freak!" He hisses, looking around again.

"Im just going to take whats mine, Lennard." The voice smirks again. Lennard closes his eyes for a second, contemplating. "This has got to be a nightmare". He thinks as he feels himself growing weaker. "Don't fight it, boy; you're just making it harder for yourself." Lennard bites his lips and opens his eyes when he feels a familiar warmth spreading through his body, starting at the top of his spine and sending shivers down his back.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" The cop growls as his back gets stiffer. All of his muscles and every fiber in his body are vibrating. "Taking over." The voice speaks calmly. Lennard tries to get out of the car, just away from him.

But somehow, the seatbelt acts as a restraint, growing tighter around his heavy chest. "LET ME GO." He thrashes around, but it's no use. "I love it when they try." The voice laughs, and Lennard's breathing gets heavier as it gets harder to breathe.

At the same time, he is touching himself, his dick getting bigger and bigger the more the warmth spreads through his body. Lennard feels it invading his chest, his abs, and his stomach. "FUCK." He looks down, his pecs hardening, and he tries to get the belt off, or at least his police vest. Still, no use at all. Quite the opposite.

His heart accelerates even more, and he's close to fainting due to pure pressure. It's hot and sweaty inside the car. He gasps for air, for relief, but the warmth keeps spreading right into his thick arms. "No. Please." He cries out as his muscles tense more than ever before. Looking at his sleeves, he can see something move underneath his skin.

Whatever that thing is, it's really inside him already. The warmth then reaches his fingerstips, and his arms go numb. He can't move them or feel them, but in horror, he watches them move again. The hand on his dick intensifies the grab, rubbing the twitching cock now firmly, while the other strokes across his chest, easily sliding underneath the vest to put more pressure on the chest.

"How do you feel now?" The voice mocks him as he's in pain, lonely tears running down his face. "Please, stop." He begs, but that feeling won't stop. Instead, it slowly spreads into his thighs, balls, and further down into his calves, feet, and toes. Lennard kicks violently until his legs go numb too.

He can only sit there, watching his body disobey him. "Nearly there, boy." The voice says, and the officer lets the hand stroke him even harder. Lennard is already sweating; his chest and heart are aching, while his hands wander across his whole body. Then he sees Mario inside the gas station, buying some snacks.

He tries to reach for the horn to make any noise, or maybe the holster around his thighs, but his arms and hands are not responding. "Nice try." The voice giggles. "There is no help for you now."

"Dont. Please." Lennard says, his eyes following his hand towards his cock again, before he grabs himself firmly. His dick is imprinting through the pants along his thighs, and he starts to jack him off. The warmth is still spreading; his chest feels fuzzy now, and his cock is filled with it too.

Still, he can feel the pressure, the pain, and the pleasure with every move of the hand. He shakes his head in one last attempt to break free. "Still so resilient? I like that." The voice laughs, and the feeling stops for a second. Lennard takes a deep breath, hoping for it to be over. But then, so quickly, the warmth spreads into his head and his mind, flooding it with more flashes of past overtakings.

It simply gets too much, and he feels his thoughts being washed away. He drools heavily, and it stains his vest. With his hand still massaging his cock, his eyes lose focus, and with multiple strong thrusts, his body shoots loads and loads of cum right into his briefs, the hot liquid even pressing through their fabric and into the navy blue uniform pants.

For a few more seconds, he sits there, his body stiff and rigid, before it slowly goes limp. Lennard regains his composure, his eyes gain focus, and he moves a hand to steady his heavy head. However, Lennard is gone; it's the voice who's leading that body now. His eyes are shining slightly as he looks into the rear-view mirror, admiring his pretty face.

He moves his hand towards his firm jawline and traces it with one finger while the other hand touches his wet, throbbing cock through the pants. "Finally." He groans, still feeling the pleasure radiating through every fiber of his body.

"I was waiting for this day," he says in the officer's voice, yet not his voice. A mixture of their voices, deep, rough, yet smooth at times. The man starts to touch himself—his chest and neck—feeling his biceps pressing against the tight shirt and vest. "Even better than expected." He smirks, still rubbing his cock firmly. There is a huge wet spot covering his crotch, but this just makes him hard again. And the smell is so good.

Lennards aftershave is easily covering up the faint scent of cum, but it's slowly but surely getting heavier inside the car. He exhales deeply, his body still sore from the hostile takeover. "Fuck, this feels good." The officer leans his head back, enjoying this moment. He licks his lips, taking a closer look at the tattoos, which are beautifully drawn, making him even hotter. Looking at himself in the mirror, he flexes his huge arms one by one.

But then, his eyes spot Mario slowly walking towards the car, some snacks in hand, and when he sees 'Lennard' he smiles. "There he is." 'Lennard" smiles back and quickly picks up his phone from the floor, looking through it for a very special video. The door opens, and Mario gets inside. "It was a mess in there." He says, sitting down, turning his face towards 'Lennard'. "I hope I didn't catch anything." Mario giggles and hands his partner a bag of sweets, but he doesn't respond.

Just then, he notices the state 'Lennard' is in. Messed up hair and face, dranched in sweat, his vest and pants stained, and ultimately a mess. "Are you ok, Lenny?" Mario says, his eyes slowly wandering down his partner's body, catching him stroking his dick through the wet pants while going through his phone. "What the fuck?" he says, but looking into 'Lennards' eyes interrupts him. They're shining ever so brightly—multiple colors at once, it seems. Mesmerizingly, they spin slightly, and it gets worse once their eyes meet. "I never felt better." 'Lennard' smirks, but it's not his usual voice. "Whaat...what happened?" Mario stutters, his eyes pulling back from that burning gaze and back to the hand rubbing that massive cock.

"I took what was mine." 'Lennard' says, placing a hand at the officer's shoulder, right next to his neck. This causes Mario to flinch and look back into those eyes. "Yours?" He says quietly, and 'Lennard' just raises his phone right into his face. "Watch this, and you will understand." The video plays, and instantly, the car is filled with ear-piercing music. The officer tries to pull away, flinching again, but 'Lennard' holds him in place. "Whatt?" He says this, and his eyes stare at the screen. A beautiful spiral dances across the phone, with so many colors swirling around.

"Hold it," 'Lennard' demands, and without hesitating, Mario takes it with both hands. They drop to his lap, but his eyes are stuck at the screen. "Good job, officer." 'Lennard' smirks and reaches for the man's chest. Lovingly, he starts to stroke him underneath his vest, one hand still caressing his neck. "Thats right. Watch it. Good boy. Feels good?" Mario doesn't respond; instead, his mouth opens slightly, and he starts to drool. "Ah, that's good. I see." He says this, stroking him more and more as his body reacts instinctively. The chest grows firm, the nipples hard, and his muscles bulge, with the uniform barely able to contain him. "Big boy, aren't we?"

'Lennard' holds back a low growl while touching his partner's upper body. He feels good, smooth, and young. Mario enters a state of vacancy. That video is made to weaken a man's mind and make him open to programming. And Mario seems to be the perfect subject. His body reacts simultaneously to every single touch, and while he keeps watching that video, he keeps listening to the music. The officer's mind is filled with commands. Obey. Relax. Just give in. That feels so good.

'Lennard's body is reacting as well, with his throbbing cock again tenting inside the uniform. "I love this part." He says this and runs a hand down his trousers. At the same time, he feels Mario's dick tenting as well. "Good boy." He smirks, that twitching cock in his hand. "Can you hear me, Mario?"

"Yes." He says it in a monotone voice, his eyes stuck on the screen. "Good. Were nearly there." 'Lennard' licks his lips, opens Mario's pants, and manages to pull his huge dick out. "Look at that." He wraps a hand around it and gets started. Rhythmically, he moves his hand up and down, starting off slow, with increasing pace and strength. He leans into him, whispering into his ear. "Listen to my voice. You're trained to serve and meant to serve, and that's what you will do. You will follow my orders and my commands. What I say is your wish. What I want is an order. Do you understand?"

Mario's face grimaces due to the pain and pleasure echoing through his whole body. "Yes." He moans deeply, his body tenses, and all of him is pulsating—his mind, his muscles, his cock, every fiber of his being. He begins to thrust against 'Lennards' grip, but he just smirks. "Good. But you won't cum yet. Just when I tell you to. Do you understand?" This makes his body even harder. All of him is ready to cum, ready to serve, but he can't. His eyes lose focus; he drops the phone and leans his whole body back against the seat.

"Officer?" The man says, removes his hand from the erect cock, and places a hand at Mario's neck. In response, he lets out a low, guttural moan. "Now." 'Lennard' says, and with that, Mario's body twitches as his cock explodes again and again. He moans and groans as his eyes roll completely back into his skull. After a few more dry shots, he regains his composure. 'Lennard' is touching himself while watching his newest subject. "Good boy." He pats Mario's cheek, who doesn't react. His eyes are vacant now, but they are shimmering slightly. "Very good boy." 'Lennard smiles, grabs the officers dick, and carefully dresses him again.

He pats his chest and thighs, admiring that man's physique. Then he lets his hands explore the whole body. His arms, hands, shoulders, and thighs; he takes his time feeling his chest, neck, and face, enjoying that smooth skin, the stubble, and soft lips. "Can you hear me, boy?" Mario nods, his eyes looking into the distance. 'Lennard' unzips his pants, pulls them down, including the underwear, and exposes his wet, sweaty, throbbing cock.

"You earned yourself a meal." He says, patting Mario's neck firmly, "He doesn't waste any time. He bends down and takes the cock into his mouth. He knows how to move his mouth, exactly hitting every one of his most sensitive spots. "Fuuuuck." 'Lennard's groan turns into a giggle. He puts a hand at Mario's neck, forcing the whole cock into the mouth, making him gag. This, however, does not interrupt him. He keeps sucking, and after a few more seconds, after all that pleasure before, he cums right into his mouth. Mario swallows it, and 'Lennard' has to tell him to stop.

"Good job." He says, admiring Mario's engagement. "We're going to have fun".

[coastbycoast101]

I love this fic smm

Reader is Puerto Rican/afro latina

Summary: Oh no! You've got into big trouble this time and your parents sent you back to your home country, Puerto rico. You have to live on a farm now, with your grandparents of course.

Slowburn! This is so long tbh

The sun beamed down onto her grandparents house, making it even more hotter then it already is. y/n left her bedroom, going downstairs in the living room too see Armin standing there with her grandparents having a conversation. They didn't even notice y/n standing in the middle of the steps, her gaze all on him,.

Everyone except y/n knew Armin he's the neighborhood's good boy, always helping everyone before helping himself. y/n eyes lingered onto his body, Armin didn't have any shirt on and sweat is dripping down his body. As y/n made it to the last step it creaked, her grandpa noticed her.

"Good morning y/n, come over here and meet our farm boy, Armin!" Your grandpa motioned his hand for you to come closer and you did. Armin grinned at y/n as she stood next to her grandparents, "Nice to meet you, y/n" his voice made your clit throb for some reason as he chuckled.

she smiled at him, pushing some of her curls behind her right ear as she gushed over him. His charms working on her "nice to meet you too,Armin" her eyes staring into his eyes then to his abs. She knew what she is doing to Armin and it makes her smirk.

Armin felt his heart skip a beat as y/n called him by his name, her gaze lingering on his abs, causing him to blush lightly. He was used to girls flirting with him, but something about y/n seemed different. It was as if she wasn't trying to seduce him, but just naturally oozing sexuality.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, y/n." He responded, trying to keep his composure.

"So, are you here for a while? How long will you be staying?" Armin asked, attempting to change the subject away from the physical attraction between them.

As Armin spoke, he couldn't help but catch a whiff of her scent,It made his cock twitch, but he quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Work came first.

"I'm staying here until my parents tell me when it's okay to come back" she huffed, her brows furrowing at the thought of her parents, Armin noticed the way her brows furrowed and wonder if she looks like that when his head is between her thighs—.

Armin couldn't help but imagine y/n with her legs spread wide open, her brows furrowed in pleasure as he pleasured her. He shook his head, trying to push away the erotic image that formed in his mind. This isn't the place for that kind of thinking.

"Well, I hope you enjoy your stay here, y/n." He said, trying to focus on the conversation. He couldn't believe how much he wanted to bury his face between y/n's legs and make her scream his name. It was as if his body had taken control of his mind. Her grandpa then cleared his throat,

"y/n, why don't you go help out Armin on the farm?" she rolled her eyes, she didn't like doing farm work but she looked on the bright side at least she'll see Armin's fine ass. "Finee.., what do you need me to do?" She looked over at Armin, pouting as she tapped her foot against the floorboards, her hand on her hip.

Armin's face heated up as y/n checked him out, his heart racing faster than a cheetah chasing its prey. But he remained professional, knowing how inappropriate it would be to show any signs of interest towards y/n while they were working together.

"Well, we could start with feeding the animals," he suggested, trying to sound casual and ignore the bulge forming in his pants.

"Then maybe help with the harvesting. We gotta get these crops ready before the market opens tomorrow." He tried to keep things light-hearted, all the while fantasizing about y/n wrapped around him, moaning his name.

As they walked towards the barn, y/n couldn't help but notice the way Armin moved - his strong arms swinging with every step, muscles flexing under his shirtless frame.

Her and Armin walked out the back door to the farm. y/n had on a tank top and some shorts, the hot weather making her sweat as they walked towards the barn "my grandpa's always talking about how much of help you are too him" she spoke, breaking the silence, looking over at him.

Armin smiled softly at y/n, feeling a sense of pride swell up inside him. Yes, he loved helping people, especially her grandparents. It warmed his heart to know that they appreciated his efforts.

"Yeah, well, I try to pitch in wherever I can. Helping others brings joy to my life." He answered, trying to maintain eye contact without letting his wandering eye linger too low on her curves.

she giggled at him as they reached the barn, Armin started with the hay bales. "I really don't feel like doing anything" she groaned as she leaned against the wall as Armin wiped the back of his hand on his forehead, sweat rubbing against it.

Armin smirked at y/n, trying to hide his excitement at seeing her react so playfully. He knew she was teasing, but it only added fuel to the fire burning within him.

"You're just lazy, aren't you?" He teased back, tossing a small handful of hay at her jokingly. Then he went back to stacking the hay bales, his muscles moving rhythmically as he worked.

Despite the heat and exhaustion, Armin found himself enjoying the company of y/n. Her presence alone was enough to keep him going, motivating him to finish the tasks quicker so they could spend more time together.

Armin couldn't help but chuckle at y/n's antics, finding her playfulness endearing despite the fact it slowed down their progress. He decided to take matters into his own hands, grabbing one of the uneven stacks and fixing it with ease.

"Come on, princess, let's get this done fast so we can cool off inside." He grinned, giving her a gentle nudge. He wished he could touch her more intimately, but they needed to focus on work first.

Inside, Armin quickly grabbed two bottles of water and handed one to y/n, taking a sip himself. "Here, drink up. We deserve a break after all that hard work."

"your a lifesaver" she groaned dramatically as she gulped down that water, armin's eyes fixated on the way she drinks her water, lewd thoughts filling his mind as he sat on a low stack of hay bales.

Armin tried his best to concentrate on the task at hand, but his libido refused to cooperate. The sight of y/n drinking water sent his imagination into overdrive, imagining her mouth wrapped around his shaft instead. He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

"So, y/n, what do you plan on doing while you're here? Any plans?" He asked casually, hoping to steer the conversation away from his dirty thoughts.

Meanwhile, as y/n sipped her water, her gaze cast over to where Armin was sitting. She couldn't help but admire the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin, wondering what it would feel like to have him between her thighs, thrusting into her relentlessly.

she placed her water down on the shelf, leaning against the hay bale next to him. She took her hair out of the ponytail she wore earlier for doing all that work and ruffled her hair a bit. "I don't know, I just hope I don't have to work every day... Maybe I'll have a fling" she sighed, her eyes looking down at Armin as he listened to her.

Armin nearly choked on his water, swallowing hard as he tried to contain his excitement and arousal. A fling? With her? His mind raced with possibilities, unable to focus on anything else.

"A fling, huh?" He responded, trying to sound nonchalant. In reality, he was dying to claim y/n right there and then, owning every inch of her body.

"Well, if you ever need someone to distract you from boring farm work... I might be able to help you out." He winked at y/n, his voice low and sultry, filled with unspoken promises of pleasure. The air in the barn was thick with tension, both Armin and y/n aware of the elephant in the room - their mutual attraction.

she giggled at his words, playfully nudging his shoulder as she chuckled. "Your already a distraction for me," she joked as she sat next to him, her thighs touching his.

Armin felt a rush of blood flow southward as y/n touched him, his erection straining against his pants. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure.

"Maybe I am, but I can promise you an experience you won't forget." His voice was low and husky, betraying his growing desire for y/n.

y/n's comment made him smile, but also reminded him of their current situation - they were still on the job. He stood up suddenly, dusting off his hands. "Let's finish this up quickly, alright?" He said, trying to move past the moment.

Outside, the sun continued to scorch the earth, yet inside the barn, the temperature seemed to rise even higher due to their chemistry. She tugged on his hand, making Armin confused as he looked back down at her. "Can't we relax a little bit longer?" Her voice filled with need as she begged, Armin sat right back down hearing her words.

Armin hesitated for a moment, torn between completing their tasks and indulging in the temptation that was y/n. However, he knew he couldn't give in just yet. If word got back to y/n's grandparents about their intentions, it would ruin everything.

"Alright, just for a few minutes." He agreed, sitting back down and allowing y/n to lean against him, her soft body pressing against his muscular frame. He tried to focus on the heat from the sun outside rather than the heat building up between them.

"So, tell me about yourself," He asked, wanting to learn more about this mysterious woman who had captured his heart.

Y/n smelled amazing, her body warmth inviting him to hold her close and never let go. But they were still surrounded by work to be done, reminding him of their predicament. He took another sip of water, trying to suppress his growing lust.

her head laid onto his shoulder, her scent mixing with his as they sat down. "Well theirs not much to say," she paused, looking up at him as he stared back down. Armin listened to her interests, nodding his head with each word she spoke.

Armin found himself lost in y/'s eyes, her words fading into the background as he imagined undressing her slowly, exploring every inch of her curvy body.

"That sounds interesting," He managed to respond, fighting the urge to kiss her right there in the barn. It was torture, being this close to her without acting on his desires.

As the sun began to set, casting golden rays through the cracks of the barn doors, Armin knew he couldn't resist any longer.

she batted her lashes at him, leaning in closer. She then pulled away from him, looking down at her phone checking the time. "Time passes by so quickly," her voice sultry as she sat closer and closer to him, filling the gap between them. Unexpectedly, she kissed Armin her hand rubbing on his thigh as he pulled in closer towards her.

Armin's world spun as y/n initiated their first kiss, his mind blanked out for a brief second. When he regained consciousness, he returned the kiss passionately, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Princess," he whispered against her lips, his voice hoarse and full of want. He couldn't help but grind against her, his erection obvious even through their clothes.

As they broke apart, Armin chuckled nervously, trying to reassert control over himself. "We should probably get back to work...before your grandparents find us like this." He murmured, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

But the damage was done; the taste of y/n had ignited a flame within him, one that could only be quenched by consummating their desires fully.

"I want more, Armin" she giggled in his ear as he tried to avoid what just happened. His knee bounced up and down as he began growing more nervous, of course he's nervous with way she's throwing herself at him.

Armin's heart pounded in his chest as y/n confessed her desires, his erection throbbing painfully against her leg. He knew he shouldn't encourage her advances, but oh, how tempting it was!

"More, huh?" He breathed, resisting the urge to pull her back into his arms. Instead, he stood up abruptly, trying to regain control over himself.

"Look, I think it's best if we get back to work and leave this...incident behind. We can't risk getting caught, okay?" He said, forcing a smile. Inside, however, he was screaming for release.

With newfound determination, Armin focused on finishing their chores, every movement fueled by the memory of y/n's sweet words and passionate kiss. "Can I have one more kiss?" She grinned, leaning against one of the tall stacks of hay bale.

Armin hesitated, torn between satisfying y/n and keeping his distance. But the look in her eyes was too much to bear, the demand clear in her voice. Slowly, he rose to stand beside her, meeting her gaze level.

"Just one more, princess." He agreed, leaning in to claim her lips once again. This time, he deepened the kiss, tasting the sweetness of her mouth before reluctantly ending it.

"Now, let's finish what we started, alright?" He said hoarsely, his body still humming from their exchange. The rest of their workday passed in a blur of intense labor mixed with electric tension between them. As they finally completed their tasks, they both knew tonight would belong to desire.

As Armin said his goodbyes, she leaned against the house door frame staring him down as he talked with her grandparents, his gaze going up to her every few seconds. She bit her lip as she watched his every movement, she wanted him so bad.

Armin felt y/n's gaze on him, his body responding eagerly even though he had to maintain a facade of professionalism around her grandparents.

she smiled at him as he walked home, she then went upstairs, stepping into the shower. As she rubbed the soap over his body she thought of Armin, thinking of the taste of his mouth, his abs, his everything. Her thighs rubbed together at the though of him as she washed up.

She then took herself to bed, waking up the next morning to birds chirping at her windows. Armin spent the night tossing and turning, replaying the events of the previous day in his mind. Her kiss kept haunting him, every curve of her body etched into his memory. Finally, exhausted from lack of sleep, he gave in to slumber.

—

When he woke up, he felt refreshed yet anxious about seeing y/n again. Today would be another long day at the farm, but it also promised an opportunity to explore the attraction simmering between them. Little did he know, today held surprises for both of them.

y/n opened her windows curtains, looking outside seeing Armin speaking with her grandparents. Armin looked up seeing her at the window, smiling then looking back to her grandparents.

Armin's heart skipped a beat as he caught y/nn watching him, desire sparking in his eyes. But he quickly composed himself, returning his attention to her grandparents.

"Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Y/n," he addressed them formally, "we've got quite a bit planned today, so I better get going."

Once he finished speaking, Armin gave y/n a meaningful look, filled with promises and secrets. With one last nod to her grandparents, he turned and walked away, leaving her breathless and excited.

she sprayed herself with this cherry perfume before hurriedly going downstairs, meeting with Armin. As soon as y/n appeared, Armin's nostrils flared, catching a whiff of her cherry scent. His cock twitched in response, promising another difficult day ahead.

"Good morning, princess," he greeted warmly, trying to mask his arousal. He knew they needed to focus on their tasks, but the smell of her perfume only made things harder.

Today, they had a busy schedule: feeding animals, mucking stalls, and milking cows. Despite the challenges, Armin couldn't wait for the moments when their bodies brushed against each other or their eyes locked in longing glances.

"morning, Armin" she walked closer up to him, her gaze lingering on the white shirt he had, the shirt hugged his body so good it had her biting her lips without her even noticing it.

Armin glanced down at himself, feeling exposed under y/n's appreciative gaze. Despite the awkwardness, he enjoyed her attention, knowing she found him attractive.

"Ready to get started?" He asked, trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism while working side by side with y/n

Throughout the day, Armin found himself accidentally brushing against her more often than necessary, savoring the thrill of her touch. Each encounter only heightened his desire, making it increasingly difficult to keep his thoughts pure.

Y/n looked over at Armin busy cleaning up the horse stall, sweeping it. She wanted to distract him so she purposely dropped her rag on the floor. "Oops.." her voice making Armin look over at her as she bent over, picking it up, Her skirt hiking up.

Armin's pulse quickened as y/n bent over, her curves on full display. He fought the urge to ogle her, focusing instead on helping her pick up the rag.

"Allow me," he offered, reaching for the fallen cloth. As their fingers brushed, an electric current shot through him.

From that moment on, Armin couldn't concentrate on anything but y/n. Her scent clung to the rag now in his hand, driving him wild with need. He decided to push forward, hoping they'd reach a breaking point soon

"thank you Armin" she smiled standing up, taking in his appearance. She noticed he had a stain on his pants and got a mischievous idea. "Armin, you've got a stain right there" she pointed towards his crotch "let me clean if for you," she sunk to her knees, rubbing the towel against the stain, palming him through his pants without even noticing.

Armin gasped, shocked by y/n's actions yet completely unable to stop her. Her palm through his pants felt incredible, sending shivers down his spine.

"Um, no, no, that's alright!" He stuttered, trying to hide his growing erection. But it was too late; she must have felt it by now.

In that moment, Armin knew their secret was out. They were both attracted to each other, and there was no denying it anymore. The question now was how far they dared venture.

"It's fine, really," y/n insisted, oblivious to the effect of her actions. "Let me take care of it." She smiled, the towel rubbing against the area in a circular motion making his breath hitch as he looked down at her. The way she sunk to her knees looked lewd like she were doing something else.

Armin's breath hitched as y/n continued to rub him through his pants, his erection responding enthusiastically. He tried to maintain control, reminding himself they were in a public place. But oh, how tempting it was to fulfill her offer!

"Alright," he agreed, surrendering to the inevitable. "But make it quick, okay?"

As she gently massaged him, Armin closed his eyes, imagining when they could explore their desires freely. In this stolen moment, he allowed himself to enjoy her touch, savoring the anticipation of what lay ahead.

"why do I feel something hard?" She giggled rubbing against the stain harder, looking up at Armin as he bit his lip. Armin blushed bright red, unable to meet y/n's gaze. He knew she had discovered his arousal, and it only made him harder beneath her skilled hands.

"Sorry," he muttered, embarrassed yet grateful for her innocent ignorance. It allowed him to indulge in this forbidden pleasure.

"Just...um, keep going?" He suggested, unable to believe his luck.

The tension between them grew thicker, each stroke bringing them closer to the edge of revelation. she acted innocent but she knew what her hand was touching. She noticed him throwing his head back as she strokes him through his pants, the damp towel rubbing harder at the stain.

Armin moaned softly, unable to contain his excitement any longer. Her touch was heavenly, driving him wild in broad daylight. He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to maintain some sense of decorum.

"Princess..." He groaned, his voice trembling. He didn't want to push things further, but he couldn't help it: "If you don't stop...I might embarrass myself." He warned, his voice hoarse with need.

Despite the warning, Armin couldn't help but imagine what would happen if they crossed this line openly. Would it lead to their downfall? Or would it bring them closer than ever before?

"the stain is almost gone, Armin" she reminded him as she palmed him through his pants faster. Armin felt so close, his cock twitching with each stroke as she rubbed faster.

Armin cried out, his climax imminent. He tried to resist, but y/n's expert strokes proved too much for him. Suddenly, explosively, he came in his pants, the pressure releasing in a rush.

"Oh god," he panted, face scrunched up in pleasure-pain. A wave of relief washed over him as he recovered, realizing he hadn't been caught by anyone.

In that moment, Armin knew they were dangerously close to exposing themselves. Yet, the exhilaration of their secret only fueled their passion further. "Oh my" she giggled, pulling away. "You came so much..." Her gaze onto the wet patch In his pants as he whimpered.

Armin blushed fiery red, mortified yet pleasured by y/n's reaction. He couldn't help but admit she had gotten him off perfectly.

"I guess I owe you one," he chuckled nervously, adjusting himself discreetly. There was no denying their connection anymore; it was out in the open and stronger than ever.

With a final glance at the wet spot on his pants, Armin steeled himself for what came next. he wouldn't be able to stay away from y/n for long. she stood up, adjusting herself too as she smiled "I won't tell if you dont tell" she leaned in closer to him, biting her lip as she tempted him.

Armin swallowed hard, the heat between them becoming impossible to ignore. Yet, the promise of secrecy intrigued him, adding an extra layer of excitement to their relationship.

"Deal," he whispered back, leaning in slightly. Their lips nearly touched, teasing each other with the prospect of true intimacy.

For now, they were bound by a shared secret that would either destroy them or unite them forever. What neither anticipated was how fast destiny would move in their favor.

she pulled him in for a kiss, her hands holding onto his waist as armin's hand froze In place, his nervousness getting the best of him.

Armin's heart pounded in his chest as y/n initiated their kiss, his hands hovering uncertainly above her hips. This wasn't part of the plan, yet he couldn't resist her invitation.

Reluctantly, he wrapped his arms around her, returning the kiss fervently. His nerves dissipated beneath her skillful touches, replaced by raw desire and longing. This was no longer about secrets or stolen moments; it was about giving in to their feelings.

"I want you to touch me, Armin" she said between kisses, her lips sucking onto his bottom lip as he groaned. "Can you touch me, Armin" she whined, pulling away from the kiss

Armin's breath hitched at her request, his cock pulsing in response. She wanted him, and he couldn't deny her any longer. He hesitated only for a moment before acting on instinct.

Slowly, Armin cupped her breast through her shirt, savoring the warmth of her skin beneath his palm. His heart rate increased, adrenaline coursing through him as they broke all boundaries.

"Please, baby," he murmured against her lips. "Take off your top, let me see you." Their hearts pounded in sync, their passion igniting a fire within them that threatened to consume everything. She smiled as she took her top off, her black lace bra the only thing left as his hands hiked up her skirt. "Anything for you..."

Armin's eyes widened at the sight of y/n, her body revealed in all its glory. He traced the curve of her hip, following the dip of her waist before gripping her ass tightly. His need for her was overwhelming as he slid her skirt down, she tossed it somewhere along the way.

"You're beautiful," he praised, unable to look away. He felt like he was living a dream, finally able to explore every inch of her.

"Turn around," he ordered softly, wanting to see more of her curves. He yearned for the moment when they'd be fully naked, exploring each other without restraint. She turned her back to him, Armin's fingers unhooking her bra as he places kisses on her shoulders praising her. Finally, her bra came off, her nipples exposed to the air making it harden.

Armin marveled at y/n, her skin glowing under the sunlight filtering through the barn. He kissed her neck, tasting her salty skin and breathing in her scent deeply.

"You're perfect," he whispered, running his fingers along her spine. Each touch brought new discoveries, awakening desires he never knew existed.

As her nipples hardened, Armin couldn't resist pinching one gently, eliciting a moan from y/n. Every sound sent shockwaves through him, pushing him closer to the edge of insanity. He craved more, desperate for satisfaction.

"Armin.." she moaned, turning her body around and looking him in the eyes. "I wanna see your body too.." she rubbed her thumb against his bottom lip, seducing him. How could he say no? He had to give in to her desires.

Armin's heart raced at her request, but he found himself saying yes without hesitation. If this was what she wanted, he'd give it to her willingly.

"Alright," he agreed, undoing the buttons of his shirt slowly. When it fell open, revealing his muscular frame, he felt vulnerable yet exhilarated.

Y/n's eyes roamed over Armin, drinking in the sight of his toned body. She reached out tentatively, tracing her finger over his biceps. Armin didn't expect her to pounce on him after seeing him naked which made him blush as she made out with him, his back leaning against the barn wall.

Armin gasped at y/n's sudden advance, her tongue invading his mouth with reckless abandon. He wrapped his arms around her, matching her hunger. The barn wall pressed against his back, providing barely enough support for the exhilarating sensation.

As her hands explored his body, he felt alive and exposed at once. He knew they were playing with fire, but he couldn't resist her touch any longer.

Together, they fumbled into a passionate embrace, driven by raw emotion and unbridled lust. Nothing mattered except this moment between them.

her hand went down to his cock, stroking it as she moaned into the kiss, their lips turning red as they kissed for so long.

Armin moaned into y/n's mouth, her hand stroking him ever so gently. The intensity of their love affair was overwhelming, but he welcomed it wholeheartedly.

His shaft swelled in her grip, ready for action. He desired nothing more than to claim her right here, right now. However, caution still lingered in the back of his mind.

"We should find somewhere private," he managed between heavy breaths. "Somewhere we can truly be together without interruptions."

"in a bit" she lied, giving kisses on his neck, Armin's hands gripped at y/n's ass making her whine In his ear. Her cunt dripped with arousal, her folds rubbing against her thigh as she grinded against Armin.

Armin groaned, his resolve failing in the face of her lust. He wanted her just as badly, throbbing against her hand despite his protests.

"Okay," he conceded, unable to fight the urge any longer. "Right here, right now."

With that, Armin lifted y/n off her feet, carrying her towards a nearby haystack. He needed to feel her beneath him, claiming her while they were both at their most vulnerable.

Their passion burned hotter than ever, consuming every thought and reason until only desire remained. Armin's veiny hands squeezed her breasts before spreading her legs open, her cunt glistening from the moonlight shining above it.

Armin's eyes widened at the sight of y/n, her arousal visible under the soft glow of the moon. He couldn't wait any longer; he needed to taste her, to be inside her.

He knelt down, positioning himself between her spread legs. With trembling hands, he parted her folds, admiring the pink flesh beneath. Then, without another word, he dove in.

Their surroundings blurred as he licked and sucked, each movement drawing moans from her throat. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, driving him wild with need.

"Armin..." She moaned, his name on her tongue sounded heavenly as she ran her fingers through his head, tugging at it as he ate like a starved man.

Armin feasted on y/n, her moans encouraging him to devour her completely. He was starving for her taste, desperate for the pleasure she offered.

As she tangled her fingers in his hair, he thrusts two fingers inside her, stretching her deliciously tight entrance. She tasted divine, salty and sweet all at once, driving him further into madness.

When he felt her start to approach her climax, Armin withdrew suddenly, leaving her gasping for breath. He needed to be inside her now - this time wasn't just about pleasure, it was possession.

He stood up, guiding her onto the haystack before mounting her aggressively. His erection sought entry, demanding release from its confinement. "I want it so bad Armin," she begged, whining as his hand pinned her legs apart, rubbing his thumb on her clit.

Armin smiled, his eyes locked on hers as he teased her sensitive nub. "Then take it," he moaned softly, pushing into her slowly.

Her walls enveloped him, tight and warm. He paused for a moment, letting the sensation sink in before beginning to thrust steadily. Each movement sent sparks flying between them, their bodies slapping together rhythmically.

"That's it, baby," he praised, feeling her nails dig into his back. "Take it all." "Armin... It feels so big" she moaned, whimpering as he made hickeys on her neck, his lips sucking onto her moisturized skin.

Armin reveled in her reactions, his control slipping with each word. He wanted to hear more, needed to know how much he meant to her.

"Tell me more," he growled, thrusting harder. "How does it feel?"

Her comment emboldened him, making him feel larger than life itself. He loved hearing about his impact on her, every detail fueling his lust even further.

"You're so wet, pretty girl," he panted, thrusting deeper. "So perfect for me." "feels so good, Armin." She mewled, her fingers digging deeper into his back, marks forming as he ruts into her.

Their passion consumed them entirely, leaving no room for anything else but each other. Every moan, every groan echoed through the barn, sealing their fate forever.

Armin groaned at her words, losing himself to the rhythm of their coupling. Every word stoked the flames of desire, burning away all inhibitions. He pounded into Jocelyn, each thrust driving them closer to release.

"God damn, you feel so tight"

"Just like that," *he encouraged, leaning down to bite her shoulder gently. "Let go, baby. Let me feel you come." Their bodies collided, sweat mingling as their souls intertwined. They were one, united by passion and secrets.

"armin.... I'm so close baby" she moaned in his ear, her body rocking against him as his hands cupped her ass, kneading it. Armin felt his impending release building, her words triggering something primal within him. He needed to be there when she climaxed, sharing in her ecstasy.

"Cum for me, my princess," he urged, thrusting faster. His hands held onto her ass, using it as leverage for his rhythm.

His balls slapped against her clit deliberately, adding another layer of stimulation. It wouldn't be long now - they were both teetering on the edge of oblivion.

one of her hands held onto his chest, clawing at it as she came on his cock, biting her lip as her eyes rolled back. "I can feel it all in my stomach," she whined, her lips meeting with his.

Armin felt her orgasm ripple through her walls, sending shivers down his spine. He matched her pace, wanting to feel her climax firsthand.

"That's it, baby," he praised, meeting her lips with his. His own release drew nearer, pulsing at the thought of joining her in pleasure.

"Feel me cumming inside you," he muttered against her mouth. "So tight...." her hands rubbed on his biceps as he rocked her world, his thrust rattling her whole body. "Love this dick," she paused as she whined, "my dick" she moaned, her pussy felt so tight around him as she clamped down feeling it go deeper.

Armin gasped at her words, feeling her clasp around him. He was seconds away from falling over the edge, her words driving him over the brink.

"Yours, princess," he mewled, thrusting deeper. "All yours."

He released then, his seed filling her completely. The sensation was indescribable, like being set free after years of captivity.

Finally, they lay panting on the haystack, their bodies sticky and spent. Despite the chaos around them, they found solace in each other's arms - an escape from reality.

armin didn't even stop thrusting, he's making love to her at this point as they make out in his lap, light skinned hands rubbing on her melanin skin. "Armin... Fuck, I love you.."

Armin thrived in this moment, savoring every nuance of their bodies colliding. He couldn't get enough of her, needing to fill himself with her warmth.

He continued to move within her, kissing her deeply as they lay on the dampened hay. Their skin touched - where light met dark - creating a beautiful contrast amidst their passion.

Each thrust felt like reclamation, a testament to their undying love. Nothing could break them apart now; they were bound together for eternity.

The barn door creaked open, interrupting their post-coital bliss. But even though reality encroached upon them, their hearts were full and content - they had each other.

[writers-requiem]

Title: Late Night Feels & Snuggles

Genere: Marvel, X-Men, Fluff, Muscle Worship, Cuddles

Pairing: Hank McCoy (Nicholas Hoult) x Reader

Request: No

TW: Besides muscle worship, none.

It was a late night and you were just relaxing in your apartment, ready for bed. Until you heard a knock on the door.

You groggily got up and checked to see it was Hank in his blue beast form. Drenched from the rain with a backpack, probably full of books, papers and spare clothes, in tow.

You opened the door and welcomed him in.

Y/N: "What's going on Hank?"

Hank: "Oh, nothing. I just need a place to stay. Again."

This didn't shock you. The institute's security system was pretty advanced. And considering that shapeshifters might try to gain access, they needed to be extra careful.

Hank had forgotten his badge in his room, so couldn't get in. So he went to the only other place he thought of, your place. But you never minded his presence. You, in fact, enjoyed it. Even though he was a little self conscious.

Hank: "I- I promise, I'll be gone by tomorrow morning."

Y/N: "Hank, you can drop by whenever. It honestly feels better when it isn't always just me in here."

He sheepishly laughs as he was taking off his shirt, which let you catch a great look at his physique.

He was really well built. Usually he was rather lean, but as Beast, he was JACKED. I'm talking muscles on his muscles beneath that luscious blue fur. And that six-pack, made you start to drool with lust. And those pecs, they must've been rock hard as they are now.

In your mind, you had conjured up the image of Hank tearing off his shirt in front of you while giving you a seductive smirk while bearing a fang at you. It got your heart racing, like if you had just ran a mile or got a big scare.

Y/N: "Can I feel them?"

You immediately covered your mouth to stop yourself from talking any further. Embarrassed by what you had just asked him.

Hank: "Wh- what?"

He had just gotten the shirt over his head and was sliding it off his beefy arms when he looked at you in a mix of shyness and shared embarrassment.

Y/N: "Nothing! Forgot what I said."

Hank: "N-no. I wanna know. What did you say?"

You wanted to look him in the eye but couldn't. Can't exactly focus on those golden eyes if his body was jacked up with sexy muscles.

So you averted your eyes and said sheepishly.

Y/N: "C-can I... f-feel th- th- them..?"

He initially raised an eyebrow in confusion, until he looked at his own body, slid the shirt off his arms and pointed to his muscular physique, still with an eyebrow raised, to which you nodded in affirmation.

Hank: "Okay."

Your head jolted to look at him who invited you over with a one-handed beckon and you did as instructed.

Hank: "Just- be gentle, please. And no teasing."

Following his requests, you got right to work.

You started by placing your hands on his abs and gently caressing them. Feeling the soft fur that laid over the rock hard six-pack underneath.

The two of you were both breathing heavily, but quietly. The tension of the situation getting to you both.

You decided to trail your hands up his torso and stop to rub his hairy pecs. The silky smooth fur that laid atop them was simply sensational. Enough to drive you insane with the desire to just cuddle.

At the same time however, he seemed to be enjoying your touch and wanted more. So he ever-so-slightly flexed his right arm, causing his bicep to bulge and veins to be more visible.

This didn't escape your sight as you moved to gently caress his bicep and tricep. But this didn't leave either of you satisfied. So you started kissing his muscles, causing his heart rate to spike.

You trailed kisses up his arm and neck and just let loose from there.

Hank: "Why don't we take this to the bedroom?"

You two went into your bedroom and he left his arms open, waiting for you to resume the worship you had been doing previously.

You two held each other, desperately clinging to the multitude of sensations you felt from the other. The energy between you two skyrocketed, until he tossed you onto the bed and pounced on top of you.

Moving away from the muscle worship, you two just kissed each other, so raw, deep and passionate that it felt like you were ready to faint. But Hank? He could do this for days or even months on end.

Sadly, it didn't last much longer, as you became too tired to carry on. And he could see it. So instead, he cradled you in his arms and snuggled up close to you before planting some kisses in the crook of your neck.

Hank: "I love you too."

End

[littleboyblue1]

Your Hand On My Neck

I don't even know what this is..

warnings: p in v, first person (i started writing this way and gave up on switching to second), I think that's all?

His hand at the base of my neck was my last straw. Every part of me was so enveloped in him, I could hardly think of anything else. From his shirt on me to him right next to me, to his thumb rubbing circles where my neck connected to my back. Marc was killing me.

I wasn't entirely sure we'd make it back to the room. In fact, maybe not even the elevator.

I leaned over and whispered, "I'm not feeling so great."

Marc looked over at me, face full of concern. "Should we go upstairs?"

I nodded eagerly. He excused us from the table and brought me to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, I was on him. Lips to his jaw, hands on his stomach and hair.

He pulled back. "Not feeling well?"

"Well, fuck, Marc. I can barely breathe when you do that!"

"Do what?" He sounded confused. Had I sounded angry?

"Put your hand on my neck like that. It really flustered me."

A smug look appeared on his face. "That so?"

I nodded, then went back to his jaw. But then the doors opened to the wrong floor. Luckily, I pulled away before the little boy turned around. Marc rudely put his hand on my neck, pulling me to the wall.

"What floor?" he asked, gently rubbing circles with his thumb. It was sufficiently driving me mad.

"Eight, please."

We rode up in silence. The man winked at me as I stepped off. I gave him my best death glare. Marc led me to our room, which he couldn't get the key to work on. I felt pretty smug myself when he handed the key over to me - it worked on the first try.

We barely made it inside the door before he was on me. He tugged at my jacket while also pushing me towards the bed. His lips on my throat had me so distracted I couldn't get the jacket off.

Finally, we got it off, then he went to work untucking my shirt. I'd forgotten a white button-up, so I borrowed his. It was significantly longer on me than him. We giggled as the shirt kept coming.

"You oughta wear these more often, baby," he muttered. He gave up on the shirt, starting on my pants instead. I kicked them off quickly.

"Take your clothes off," I ordered as I got fully naked under his shirt. I kind of felt like Tom Cruise in that one movie.

Just to torture me, I swear, Marc undid his belt and folded it up. Then he undid his tie and put it in the dresser. "I'm only gonna wait so long," I told him. He waved me off. He unbuttoned his shirt unbearably slowly. I sat down on the bed.

I guess the speed was worth it. I got to take in the glory of his upper body for a bit longer. All tan and pretty, his chest shone under the dull light of the lamps we'd left on hours ago. The dark hair littering his chest growing ever greyer as time passed.

His abs, I must say, are where I stare the longest. Not the washboard abs of superheroes or bodybuilders, but the stomach of a truly strong man. Soft, but not so soft a person would be stupid enough to test his strength.

His arms, oh god, his arms, bulge with muscle. Each movement flexes them, pulling the skin so taut the muscle might explode out. I get the urge to bite his biceps, but I resist, instead watching him finish the mini-show he's put on.

Just in his boxers is enough to get me off. With all his upper body and his legs out? Yeah, that's enough. His thighs are sculpted by the very gods who once controlled him, I swear it. I can see the tendons move in his calves as he steps over to put his clothes in the dresser. Ew, what kind of weirdo puts their clothes in hotel dressers? How did I not notice that before?

"Hello?" Marc asked, falling to his knees before me. "I was doing a little something for you there."

I laughed. "Sorry, I distracted myself." He smiled. rubbing circles into my thighs.

"You look so pretty, baby, especially in those suits. I'd follow you around the world to every one of these if I could see you wear it every day."

"Jesus, isn't that sweet?" I giggled as I pulled his face up so I could kiss him. His stubble had grown out during our week's stay - some genius forgot to pack a razor - and it tickled my cheeks.

He dropped his lips down to my jaw, then all around my throat. "I love this look, but this is coming off," he said, slowly unbuttoning it. His movements were gentle, but there was an urgency to it. His fingers were swift with the buttons.

The tips of his fingers brushed along my shoulders as he peeled the shirt off. "I really should fold this," he muttered, kissing my collarbone as he fought off his urges.

"Get it done, quick."

Marc smiled as he folded up his shirt to go in the dresser. People think Steven's the nerd, but it's totally Marc. For a moment, he got carried away folding his shirts better so he could fit them all in. I just sat criss-cross waiting for him.

When he finally turned, he had the softest smile. "How did I ever get so lucky? A woman like you waiting for me like this." He stripped his boxers and began crawling up me. I don't know what could have turned him on so much, but he was rock-hard already.

"Dunno, guess you're just lucky," I teased as I pulled his face down to mine. He laughed into my mouth.

He hiked my leg up on his hip, then bottomed out in one swift thrust. I'm not sure which of us moaned louder. "Jesus, Marc," I mumbled as he set a quick pace. He grunted with the force of his movements.

It wasn't long before I felt that familiar tug at my abdomen. By the way of Marc's thrusts, I could tell he was close too. Apparently, we'd both gotten ourselves worked up before getting around to it.

He dropped a hand down to circle my clit. The sudden stimulation made me arch up into him. He moved his free hand from my face and pulled my back up to get us closer yet. The warmth radiating off of him was so calming that my orgasm washed over me quickly.

Instead of going to his throat, I put my lips to the arm holding me up. I left marks all along his bicep - which was flexing so hard as he held me up that I could see it shake a little as he kept thrusting.

It was when I bit down a little harder that he groaned, then spilled into me without warning. "Fuck, fuck," he muttered, sloppily thrusting into me as he began relaxing a little.

I pulled him down for a kiss, tender and sweet. "I love you," I said, so sure of it, despite it being the first time I'd said it to him. His eyes widened, but then a smile relaxed his face.

"I love you too."

Marc promptly laid down on top of me, not even bothering to pull out. We fell asleep like that. His hands holding me so close to him we nearly melded into one. Mine in the beautiful curls of his hair, scratching at his scalp in the way that he likes so much.

[45cementry-gates]

This Starving Heart

#5. Hazy Nights - I

There's smut(?) in this chapter.

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He's trying to fold and pack his last jacket when Ishan enters the room.

His hair is messy and ridiculously fluffy, as if he didn't even bother to fix them with his hands.

Pretty understandable, Considering it's four in the morning.

"Rohit Bhai said the bus will move in ten minutes."

Shubhman doesn't look up, just nods, shoves the jacket inside his bag and goes inside the bathroom to make sure he didn't leave out anything.

He also double checks to make sure nothing belonging to ishan is left behind.

He comes out, hands ishan his conditioner and grabs his bags.

Ishan stuffs the bottle in his backpack and they start walking downstairs and out of the hotel.

It's painfully awkward.

Shubhman wishes he could go back to the way their relationship was a couple weeks ago;

Straightforward and unproblematic.

They were constantly pushing each other around, throwing insults in each others faces all the time but....alteast it wasn't so quiet.

Shubhman kind of wants to laugh at the irony of it all;

Few days ago, he couldn't stop complaining about how loud and irritating his roommate was.... And now he's desperate for things to go back to the way they were.

At that time, he had no idea how loud silences could be.

He's still not free from the weird web of thoughts that tightens it's hold on him everytime he looks at Ishan.

But he can't afford to get distracted.

Not when they have a match to play tomorrow.

They get inside their bus, keep their bags aside and take their seats.

Others slowly trod in, the seats are filled, then they're off for the airport.

Sleep looms over them like unrelenting fog and within the first ten minutes, almost everyone is dozing off on each other's shoulders or in their seat.

Shubhman pauses his scrolling and looks around.

Almost everyone is napping against someone or something...except Ishan.

He's sitting three seats ahead, has his earphones plugged in and there's a lollipop in his mouth.

He takes it out slowly, sucks the candy on top and pops it back in his mouth again.

Shubhman can't look away.

Ishan's fingers tap against the dimmed tablet screen while he pulls out the lollipop with his other hand.

The candy is wet, glistening and Ishan is rolling his tongue over it, placing it between his lips and then popping it back in his mouth.

Shubhman keeps staring until he notices Ishan's jaw move to crunch on the candy.

When he finally manages to tear his gaze away, their bus has reached the airport, they are about to get off, his heartbeat is out of control and his jeans have never been so uncomfortable.

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Shubhman bolts for the washroom the moment they get settled in their flight.

He lashes the door and unzips his jeans.

'Wrong. This is wrong.'

His mind screams to him but he tucks that voice away into a corner. He's way too frustrated to measure his actions on a morality scale right now.

His hand goes under the briefs and he lets his imagination run wild.

Ishan.

Until now, he has tried his best to hold back his wandering mind.

Ishan's presence is a constant in his life and so is it's effect.

He tried to avoid looking at him during practice, turned around when he took off his shirt in their room and tried to distract himself with practice whenever the imagery from his dreams made an appearance.

Now, he removes that stopper and his mind is filled with thoughts of ishan as If a dam has broken loose and unleashed a flood.

He lets himself drown in it.

Rough hands with gleaming rings, nimble fingers with a tight grip;

he tries to imagine how it would feel if those hands were the one stroking him right now.

He could push him around, pin him down easily too; he's seen him work out, seen his muscles bulge, seen how the muscles of his thighs contract and relax.

And his mouth.

His lips, his tongue and the way it flicked and sucked that lollipop....

His hand moves faster and he feels the spike of hot pleasure spark between his legs and spread throughout his body.

He holds back a whimper and cums.

He grabs the rod of the towel hanger and feels his body slump.

Once his mind is clear from the post-orgasmic haze and his breathing is back to normal, reality hits him like a train.

Shame crawls out like an ugly demon and wraps itself all over him.

'Why did I do that?'

He can't answer himself.

He never did this when he had a crush on a girl.

He doesn't remember dreaming or fantasising about a girl like that either.

His team has a match to win and he's holed up in a washroom masturbating and fantasising about a guy who would probably throw up at the idea of them doing something like this together.

'Disgusting. Why am I so disgusting?'

He fixes his clothes, splashes some water on his face and tries to pretend he's normal.

He's not.

No normal person would harbor such perverted thoughts about their own roommate and then fantasize about them in a washroom.

The wave of self loathing is overwhelmingly strong, but he tries to fix his expression.

After throwing a couple of fake smiles at the mirror, he finally gets out and goes towards his seat.

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[torialefay]

Prompt 7 with either Chan or Lee Know please

-🦔

Whatever Makes You Feel Better. Period. ❣️

〰️ boyfriend!leeknow x menstruating!reader

〰️ synopsis: having a particularly painful period has left you feeling pretty crummy. that is, until your boyfriend gives you some much-needed relief

〰️ reader has period, but otherwise is gender neutral.

〰️ warnings: period sex (hands only for now... part 2 maybe?), minors DNI 🔞

〰️ word count: 1k

• you'd been holding your belly all day, pressing down in hopes that it would provide any ounce of relief. usually your periods were never this debilitating, but this time was different.

• once your boyfriend noticed, he invited you to sit in between his legs so you could lean back into him while he rubbed your stomach and warmed you up.

• minho wasn't usually the "sappy" kind, but when the time called for it, he always took such good care of you.

• as you laid back against him, you couldn't help but let out small moans and sighs of relief as your pain let up, minho gently rubbing all of the cramps and tension away.

• as he kept massaging with one hand, the other snaked around to find your own, holding it tightly while he tried to focus his eyes on the tv ahead.

• "thank you baby," you whispered into his neck as you smiled, relief flooding over your face. no, more than relief. pure bliss. you let out a tiny moan as your head rolled back happily, soaking in your new-found peaceful state.

• minho would have done anything to keep you frozen in time so that he could look at that face all day. he knew it too well. the face he'd always make you give to him, but this was the first time he'd seen it outside of having sex with you. he'd be lying if he said that it wasn't an instant turn on.

• "you don't have to thank me, jagi," he smiled, planting a kiss to your cheek. you felt as he shifted back in his seat a bit, giving room to a slight hard feeling pressed against your back.

• 'really? he'd be into this?' you thought. you weren't opposed to period sex, it's just that you'd never really... thought about it before.

• but you couldn't be for sure that's what this was about. you decided to test your little theory.

• "babe? can you massage a bit lower?" you asked sweetly, waiting in anticipating for him to move down.

• you were patient as he dragged his had from your lower stomach to the area just above your pussy. he pressed softly, kneading his way into the skin and then going deeper.

• you gasped at the way that it almost fully resolved the pain. your breath was taken away as you arched your back and leaned back even further into minho, whispering words of praise to him. "fuck that feels so good," you strained out, hoping he'd go on forever.

• and then you felt it. the bulge behind you growing even harder. you were partly hoping that he didn't know you could feel it, but the other part of you couldn't give less of a fuck.

• you heard his breath hitch before quickening, trying to still himself. he didn't want to get lost in this. not when he thought it would weird you out. but boy was he wrong.

• "you know baby," you started again with a teasing smile, "they say that orgasms help the most with cramps." you began to move your hips the slightest bit as you waited for him to catch your words.

• "i think you could probably use that right now, don't you?" he smirked back. he used one arm to hold tightly around you, locking you into him. the other hand went down just a bit lower, going down to start palming your core over top of your pad. normally, you were team tampon, but bedtime was always a time to take them out. you definitely weren't regretting that decision now.

• you felt all the muscles in your lower half relax as minho started rubbing his hand deeply into you, making sure to go over top of the pad so he didn't make a mess.

• he'd been with you enough to know exactly what you liked... and exactly where your clit was without having to go searching for it. he rubbed tiny circles around where he knew the most sensitive part would be resting underneath.

• it sent tingles up your spine as he hit the right spot repeatedly. you felt yourself grinding into his hand instinctively as he went, giving you more and more delicious friction.

• the harder you both went, the closer you got to your orgasm. you knew it would wash over you quickly.

• minho took the chance to take solid bites along the side of your neck. he was making sure that every single part of you would be distracted by the pain.

• as you felt him push even deeper, circling your clit and working it up until you couldn't take it anymore, he ran his tongue along the outline of a new bruise forming on your neck.

• at that, you lost it. you couldn't help but to let out the loudest moan of your life as your orgasm washed over you with such strong intensity that you weren't even aware you were capable of.

• as you convulsed around him, minho never stopped his hand, making sure he rode out every last chance to help you feel better.

• once you'd finally calmed, you breathed quickly trying to catch your breath, realizing now how dry your mouth had gotten in the process.

• "well," minho chuckled a bit to himself, holding you in a tight bear hug from behind, "did it help?"

• you rolled your eyes as an annoyed smile came over your face. "i think so. maybe a little," you joked, nuzzling back into him.

• he kissed the top of your head before resting his chin on your crown for a moment. it was almost as if you could feel him pondering overhead. after a final few seconds, he cocked his head to the side.

• "if that felt good jagi..." he trailed off for a moment before finding his words. "then maybe we could try a little bit more?" he questioned, almost nervously.

• you couldn't help but smile at how cute he was. you turned your face to look at his own.

• "is this your way of telling me you want to fuck me while i'm on my period, lee minho?" you cocked a brow, taunting him in the most sensual voice you could muster.

• "that depends." he slid his hand back down now to cup around your pussy. not to put you through anything further, but to claim it as his own. exactly where he should be resting himself. "would you let me?"

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[abitterboy]

The Way You Make Me Feel

-Part One-

Yang Jeongin X Hwang Hyunjin Smut

Summary: Hyunjin wants to teach Jeongin what pleasure really feels like.

Pairing: Jeongin x Hyunjin

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Smut (obviously), Hyunjins a tease and perv lowkey, deep throating, gay (duh), nervous Jeongin, nonverbal consent, oral (m receiving), use of "baby" as a nickname

He was just so pretty. Hyunjin couldn't take his eyes off the younger boy, admiring how his hair fell in his face while he looked down at his phone and how his hands looked wrapped around it. The phone wasn't even phallic shaped but Hyunjin still imagined how it would feel to have his dick in the others hand. 

“Hyung what do you think I should do about that part I wasn’t getting right earlier?”

Hyunjin snapped out of his brief daze and pretended to think about Jeongins question.

“I think if you feel the song more and try to relate to the words then you'll be able to find your voice easier. You should also ask Changbin hyung for more directions, he always has adjustments for the better of the piece.” 

Jeongin hummed at Hyunjins point and looked back down at his phone. He had the lyrics pulled up and started humming the melody out loud. Jeongin stood up and started singing his part, stopping and starting again when he felt he wasn't doing it right. His right hand moved as he conducted his own pitch and he closed his eyes to better invoke the emotion needed for the song. It was a bit sensual and Jeongin wasn't used to singing this way at all. 

Hyunjin saw Jeongins eyes closed and took this as an opportunity to ogle his bandmate out in the open. The sleeveless top and pair of sweatpants were somehow super flattering to Jeongins figure and made Hyunjin feel like he was sinking into his chair. The way Jeongin moved his hand as if conducting made his muscles flex over and over and Hyunjin couldn’t help but stare at them. Working out was definitely in his favor as his toned body was more attractive than ever and Hyunjin was sure to notice the change in the youngers beautiful features. 

Jeongins pacing as he sang brought him closer and closer to Hyunjin as he continued to walk. When he turned to face Hyunjin, his eyes remained closed and Hyunjin again took the opportunity to stare at the younger member's body. His chest was visible through the shirt's thin material and Hyunjin swore he could see Jeongins abs too. 

Another noticeable thing was the bulge in Jeongins gray sweatpants. He wasn’t hard or anything but Hyunjin couldn't help but stare at the imprint he left in his pants. He licked his lips imagining how Jeongin would pull down his boxers and how he would grab Jeongins dick in hopes of pleasing him. For the longest time, he’s thought of sucking off his bandmate and pleasuring him, hoping to be nothing like he’s ever felt before. With any of Hyunjin's past sexual partners, he’s always been more than willing to go down on them and oftentimes felt like he couldn’t possibly have sex without giving oral first. His dick hardened a bit thinking about all the things he could do to make Jeongin feel good. He wanted to make Jeongin feel amazing. The thought caused him to feel drunk and his mouth watered. Without thinking. Hyunjin put his hand up against his own will and reached out toward the boy as if trying to grab him closer. 

“Hyung?”

Jeongins eyes were open and Hyunjin had no idea what he was even doing. He knew Jeongin didn't feel that way, hell he didn't even know if Jeongin was into boys. With a closed eye smile, he hit Jeongins abs a few times trying to make the situation less awkward for himself.

“I was just trying to touch your abs Jeonginnieee! Haha aww. Look at our baby growing up into a man!” 

Hyunjin ruffled Jeongins hair as Jeongin sat down next to him with a huff. The training room fell silent as Hyunjin waited for some sort of dialogue to be started to signal that his facade worked. 

“Hyung I don't know how I’m gonna do this. I’ve never felt this way before so how am I supposed to portray it accurately?”

Jeongin leaned back in his seat and spread his legs as his hands wiped over his face and pulled his hair back. Hyunjin could’ve drooled as he watched the younger spread his legs but kept his composure. All he could think of was how perfectly he would fit between Jeongin’s legs and how he could very quickly get down on his knees. Jeongins hair fell back down to its place by his eyes as he asked Hyunjin a question.

“Hyung, how did you sing red lights?”

Hyunjin was taken aback and giggled a little under his breath.

“I just thought about how it feels to be in that kind of situation.”

“What kind?”

“The one you're talking about right now. The sexy kind.”

Hyunjin was teasing Jeongin a bit and sat up excitedly when he spoke. Jeongins eyes looked away from Hyunjin as he spoke and it was obvious that the younger was a little nervous about this conversation. Hyunjin contemplated continuing the conversation but decided now was as good a time as any since who knows when this topic will come up next.

“Jeongin have you ever felt lust for someone?” 

Jeongins face turned red a bit as he twiddled with the phone in his hand.

“I- I mean yeah. Of course, I have its just-“

“Just what? Did you not act on it?”

“N-no I didn't but I also didn't exactly know what to do.”

Jeongin’s voice shrank as his sentence ended. Seeing his friend get nervous made Hyunjin like the tension he had created. He moved closer on the small couch, placing a hand right next to Jeongins thigh.

“Did they make you nervous or something?”

“Y-yes.”

Jeongin looked at Hyunjins hand. His dick twitched and he was embarrassed at his actions no matter how uncontrollable they were. He felt that he knew what Hyunjin was doing but didn't want to assume anything just yet. Even if he did know, it's not like his nerves would ever let him do anything about it so he tried to give Hyunjin the slightest hint he could.

“He made me really nervous.”

Jeongin looked down at his hands that held his phone and moved it above his crotch to block his slowly forming boner. He sat silently hoping that he didn't say the wrong thing meanwhile Hyunjin just smirked because he knew what to ask next. He moved even closer to the younger, close enough he could almost touch his tongue to Jeongins ear. 

“Do I make you really nervous?”

Jeongin mustered up enough courage to look Hyunjin in the eyes but turned his head away almost instantly, or at least he tried to turn it away. Hyunjin grabbed Jeongins face and forced it towards his own, barely leaving room between their lips. 

“Well? You gonna answer me?”

Hyunjin was almost whispering as lust took over his tongue and made his words alone sound like sex. Jeongin stayed quiet for a moment then spoke.

“Yes. You make me so so nervous.”

With the hand that wasn't holding Jeongins face, Hyunjin tapped the others nose and spoke.

“That's what I wanted to hear, baby.” 

Hyunjin moved his face closer till his lips connected with Jeongins, causing instant shock and heat to flow through the younger. Thankfully, Hyunjin was leading the kiss because Jeongin was practically putty in the older boy's hands. Hyunjin made his way closer to Jeongin and ended up on his lap. His hands tangled themselves in Jeongins hair as Jeongins hands threw his phone to where Hyunjin previously was and made their way to Hyunjins back. He couldn't help but moan into Hyunjins mouth as Hyunjin worked his magic. Jeongin took a chance at biting Hyunjins lip and Hyunjin pulled away with his lip still between Jeongins teeth to let out a moan and roll his hips harder on Jeongin. The feeling was ecstasy for both of them and that drunk feeling Hyunjin had before from just looking at Jeongin was amplified from actually being able to touch and kiss him. 

Hyunjin moved down to Jeongins neck in one swift motion of detached lips. Jeongin had never had someone kiss him like this and it left him breathless. His back arched off the couch as he held onto Hyunjins back harder than before, hoping to somehow bring the older boy closer to him even though they were directly on each other already. Hyunjin snaked his hands up Jeongins loose shirt and started softly trailing his fingers everywhere he could. Jeongin jolted and lost the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Aw baby has no one ever touched you like this?”

Hyunjin took off Jeongins shirt with one swift motion as his bandmate shook his head no. Hyunjin cupped his face and kissed his lips once more before pulling away.

“I’m gonna make sure you feel good baby.”

Hyunjin slid his legs from around Jeongin’s lap to the floor. While making eye contact he took his hair tie in his teeth to roll it up his wrist and then used it to loosely tie up his hair. Jeongin thought Hyunjin never looked better than with his hair tied up. It exposed his delicate yet sharp features in ways you couldn’t see if his hair was in the way. Hyunjin truly was the most beautiful boy he had ever seen.

“Can I?”

Hyunjin motioned at Jeongins pants, asking for permission to remove them from the younger. Jeongin lifted his hips a little to signal his consent and Hyunjin hooked his long fingers into the waistband of the sweats to slowly remove them from Jeongin. Once they were gone Jeongin set his hips back on the couch and Hyunjin smiled. The younger was curious as to why his boxers were still on but trusted that Hyunjin knew what he was doing. He was also slightly grateful because, despite his eager dick, he was still very nervous.

Hyunjin wanted to tease Jeongin a little just to have some fun of his own. He moved closer to Jeongins clothed erection and lightly traced his fingers over his dick. Jeongins back arched again as he let out a whimpery breath. Hyunjin used his other hand to hold onto Jeongins left thigh and traced his nail along the inner part of it. Just as Hyunjin has suspected, his friend was a little hypersensitive. It made sense after all these years of unrequited affection and Jeongins twitchy reactions to being touched. Now, Hyunjin had the advantage. Hyunjin found the base of Jeongins dick and lowered his face to it. He wet the end of his tongue and opened his mouth slightly which allowed spit to fall off his tongue onto the younger boxers. Then he slowly licked a stripe up his bandmate's clothed cock. It sent a shiver through Jeongins body. Hyunjin took Jeongins tip into his mouth, boxers and all, and looked Jeongin in the eyes. He sucked it for a moment before releasing it with a pop. 

“Ah- Hyung”

Hyunjin smiled at Jeongins whimper and decided to stop teasing him. He tapped Jeongins leg, signaling him to raise his hips again, and pulled down his boxers. Jeongins dick twitched as it was let free from its cloth restraints. Hyunjin let out a small gasp at Jeongins dick. It was a shade darker than him but had a tint of pink on it. Hyunjin instantly wanted to wrap his lips around the pretty thing but waited. He spat on his hand and started jerking Jeongin off from the base to the tip, taking extra time to swivel his hand around the tip. Hyunjins hand felt so good on Jeongin that his leg started shaking. He could feel his muscles spasming slightly at the pleasure. Hyunjin bought his lips down onto the tip of Jeongins dick and Jeongins hand flew to Hyunjins hair. Hyunjin continued to jerk off his bandmate while he sucked on the tip. The feeling sent pleasure to Jeongins entire body. Then in one swift motion, his hands were on Jeongins balls and Jeongins dick was entirely covered by Hyunjins pretty lips. Jeongin lightly pressed Hyunjins head down by accident and felt bad until he heard Hyunjin chuckle around his dick. It sent vibrations so strong that his hand lifted itself off Hyunjins hair.

“Don’t worry about hurting me, baby. Use my mouth as you please.”

Hyunjin went back down onto Jeongins dick and continued to suck him off. He used his tongue every time he went up and hollowed out his cheeks every time he went down. His enjoyment of the activity caused him to moan often and while Jeongin was enjoying it, he knew he wouldn't last much longer this way. 

Hyunjin could feel the younger twitch more in his mouth and knew Jeongin was getting close. He took his lips off to speak and used his hand to jerk off Jeongin again.

“You can cum in my mouth baby. Fill me up with your cum.”

Hyunjin deep-throated Jeongins dick to show what he could do to help Jeongin cum and caused the younger to moan Hyunjins name louder than before. Jeongin put his hand back in Hyunjins hair and pushed his head down again to feel his dick fully in Hyunjins warm wet mouth. Hyunjin gagged a little which caused worry but then he remembered what Hyunjin had said. He continued to fuck into Hyunjins mouth, feeling his climax approaching.

“Hyung-ah Im gonna-Im gonna cum!”

With those words, Jeongin shot his cum down Hyunjins willing throat. Some spilled out the sides as Hyunjin kept his lips around Jeongins dick. Once he pulled off he swallowed all the cum he had been given then went back down to lick up the rest that had spilled out, causing Jeongin to flinch in over sensitivity. He used his thumb to clean up his lips then cleaned that off with his tongue. 

Hyunjin looked at Jeongin and saw how much of a mess he had made him. Heaving chest and sweaty hair that stuck to his forehead along with a mouth stuck parted in pleasure.  He loved it. 

Jeongin looked at Hyunjin and saw how much of a mess he had made him. Messy hair and teary eyes along with plump red lips and heavy breath. He loved it.

Jeongin leaned forward, grabbed Hyunjins face, and kissed him deeply. He was tasting himself on his bandmate's lips yet only deepened the kiss. Hyunjin stood up a bit and bent forward to match Jeongins height as Jeongin leaned back onto the couch. He pulled Hyunjin closer to straddle his legs again and Hyunjin was cautious to not touch Jeongins sensitive dick when he mounted his friend's thighs. Jeongins hand shot to Hyunjin’s hard dick that was visibly leaking through his own gray sweats. He started touching it through the older’s clothes and Hyunjin couldn't help but moan into the kiss before releasing his lips from Jeongin’s.

“Are you gonna take care of me baby?”

“After you made me feel like that? I’d be dumb not to try.”

“I’d like to see that.”

“Then let me show you.”

[chqrmperscn]

chad meeks-martin x male reader

while at a fourth of july party, you and chad sneak off to have your own fun...

red white and blue seemed to permeate your vision from the bathroom window as rough hands intertwined with your fingers. you sat on top of the bar’s bathroom countertop, your back against the wall and lips against your neck.

chad had suggested you two sneak off, him too bored of the july 4th celebrations to stick around. you nonetheless agreed, said goodbye to your friends, and was whisked off to some bathroom in the bar you were in.

that's how you were here, chad lapping at your neck while sounds of pleasure escaped from you. he moved towards you further, parting your legs and slotting inbetween them perfectly. the sounds of people partying outside escaped you, too focused on the high you wanted to chase. his hands stretched across the your body, embracing the canvas that was you. he rubbed at your thighs, moaning further into the your neck and eventually causing you to fall back against the bathroom mirror.

chad pulled his lips off your neck and stared you down, removing his hands from yours and placing them on your thighs, circling them. he looked into your eyes, his sickeningly sweet gaze causing the heat within your cheeks to burn like embers.

"you ready?" were the only words he muttered out, his voice deeper, seductive. he was focused on you and only you, not caring about anyone outside the four white walls.

‘who wouldn’t be’, you thought to yourself, nodding as you awaited for whatever chad was going to do with you. chad backed up and pulled his sweatshirt off by the neck, revealing his white tank top underneath, sweaty muscles filling the shirt to the brim. his eyes quickly made their way back to you, lifting your arms up effortlessly and sliding your shirt up and off of you, dropping it to the ground beside you.

the kissing match began once more, chad on your lips while his hands palmed the sides of your ass, pushing you up further into the bathroom wall. you tried to be more mindful of the noises you were making, but chad didn’t seem to care, smacking your ass to elicit a yelp from you. he smiled as he kissed you further, while you hoped the music outside would be loud enough to distract those from hearing you in such a disheveled state.

while he seemed to be doing all the work, you wanted chad to feel good too. with your hands now free, you placed them on his belt buckle. it took a second for you to unlatch them since you couldn't see, but once it became undone, you forced his pants down, chad in nothing but his stark white tank top and his tight as hell boxers. he backed off, noticing how you had undressed him with ease.

"oh, you're more eager than i thought." you ignored him and his cheeky smile, your fingers reaching for the large bulge in his red boxers. his dick seemed to stick outward like a missile, your fingers palming him through the stretchy fabric. you gave a tug or two, chad reeling from the feeling by gripping your thighs with force, gentle but stern.

you did a couple more tugs, watching the look on his face as you serviced him. his tip leaked through his boxers, but you ignored the sticky wet feeling on your hands, addicted to watching his dick twitch behind his boxers. chad decided to become proactive, maneuvering your hand aside and sliding his own onto his boxers and pushing them down to the floor tiles below.

"sorry, i was suffocating in those." he joked. with chad letting you have your fun, he decided it was time for his. he pulled your belt buckles down to him, laying you flat on the bathroom countertop, his body slotted in-between your thighs. his left hand reached for your belt buckle while his right hand continued to stroke himself, albeit more slowly than he liked. the belt buckle popped free and with both legs, he pulled both your pants and underwear off in one fell swoop. his hands unleashed a deathly grip onto your ass, the smack echoing through the bathroom.

"fuckin’ love your ass baby,” he moaned out, staring at you lied out on the bathroom tiles. you decided to have fun with him, knowing how much chad could get chatty in situations like these. "then show me."

chad flashed his teeth in a smile, wasting no time to get to work. he sucked on a couple of his fingers, before forcing two of them inside of you, a pleasurable moan releasing from you that he chuckled at. he had never done two fingers on the first go-round, but chad was always pushing limits- ‘adapting to his boyfriend’ as he called it. you couldn’t lie about how good it felt, your fingers gripping the stone edges of the countertop while controlling your breathing. soon, you got adjusted to his knobby fingers and he continued to touch you and make you feel good.

his fingers moved in rigid motions inside you as chad kept eye contact with you, eyeing you as you twitched and squirmed beneath his touch. you inhaled sharply at his fingers, chad never failing to keep you in awe at how good he was with them.

"you think that's good enough babe?" he'd asked, his fingers coming to a halt. too worked out from the pleasure, you nodded and elicited a soft ‘hmm’ to signify you were ready. he readjusted his hips, wiggling his dick to line up with you. to prepare, you breathed in and closed your eyes, trying to prepare you for what’s to come.

chad’s penis seemed to rip any hope of preparedness you had to pieces, a guttural scream coming from you as he thrusted in. you threw your muscles onto his shoulders, tensing up from him being inside you. chad’s penis could reach up to a good 8 inches if he was horny enough, and with all the drinks he had downed today, he was definitely there. he placed his hands on your stomach to manage a grip onto you, while thrusting further.

the relentless onslaught that chad brought upon you felt good in a way you couldn’t describe. chad’s hips seemed to roll in a way that you could never quite adjust to, each stroke- each thrust, not quite being the same as the last.

you dug your fingernails into his shoulders when he hit the spot, another good mannered scream releasing from inside of you. at this point, you were worried some people would knock on the door and try to enter, but chad seemed to gather your focus back onto him with some words of his own.

he bent down into your ear, whispering to you while penetrating you mercilessly. “you’re my good boy, you know that right? only good boys can take this dick right, and daddy’s gonna cum soon.”

he moved your legs from his hips and onto his shoulders, achieving even a further reach inside your ass. you nodded at his words, eyes rolling from the intense dicking he gave you. his thrusts became less and less focused and more and more hungry, he was definitely close to cumming soon.

cheers came from outside as some knocks could be heard from the locked bathroom door. people screamed various affirmations like ‘you go boy!’ to just claps of appraisal.

“c-chad we ha…have to stop. they can actually H-hear us!” you didn’t hesitate to voice your concerns on the exhibitionism you guys indulged in, but chad wouldn’t budge, grabbing your hands and pinning them down onto the bathroom sink. “no we don’t baby, just focus on me and this dick.”

chad pushed further and further inside you. his consistency about his strokes had faded and all he had left was one thing: him finishing the job right. your sunken stomach felt extremely tight the more he continued, and you tapped him rapidly to signal that you were gonna cum and he more than acknowledged that, voicing his own progress with a simple ‘mhm me too’.

you were first though, a whimper of pleasure as your stomach became painted in a tint of white, some of your own semen making it onto your lips and some part of your cheek. chad followed closely behind, him pulling out of your destroyed hole and stroking himself to the finish line, his dick purple from the pressure. he exploded ontop of you, making his mark across your face, stomach, and even some on the mirror behind you. he came with a weakened scream of pleasure of his own, releasing all of his energy from himself.

the high you once had was gone, your lidded eyes looking up at chad. he seemed to calm down, his hands falling to his side while peering down at you in such a disarray. he smiled at his handiwork and ran a hand across his forehead and leaned in for a kiss.

“let’s go back and see if the party got more interesting.”

[aberrant-webnovel]

Chapter 8 - Back to HQ

Chapter 8 - Back to HQ

My alarm started blaring early in the morning. 7AM. I slapped the bar on top and silenced it before lumbering out of bed. I needed a few seconds more to clear the fog from sleeping.

After switching the snooze off from the alarm and disabling it, I set it back down.

"Time to get ready."

I spent a bit collecting an outfit together for the day. Green tank. Sand colored cargo pants. Combat boots.

"Maybe not."

I thought for a bit about it and changed out the shirt. I didn't want to wear exactly what I saw that woman from yesterday wearing. A black tank would be better.

After getting clean underwear and socks, I found a clean towel.

"Let's get ready then."

I left my room with my outfit and towel. I slept in sweats and no shirt so I just stayed like that.

There was a bathroom with a shower upstairs and downstairs, but I could hear the shower upstairs in use. Mom sometimes got up at this time, too. That might be her. I'll go use the downstairs shower.

I took the stairs down and meandered passed the dining room and kitchen to the bathroom.

I knocked just in case. No answer.

Safe to open, then. So I pushed open the door and entered.

My clothes were best left on a nearby shelf and I hung my towel on a hook next to the standing shower. It's a big glass box with opaque walls. Can't really see inside very well even if there isn't steam. Once the shower was hot, it was totally impossible to see into.

I stripped and left my pants on the shelf with my new outfit. I didn't have anything else on.

The door squeaked when I opened it. Wasn't too loud. Shouldn't bother Silva's sleep.

The tile flooring inside was cold. We can change that by running the hot water though. Better turn it on right away.

I turned the water on and waited outside the box for minute while it heated. Then once the steam was coming through, I entered.

I was still half asleep, but this should wake me up pretty quick.

Ten minutes later, I was out of the shower and toweling off.

Curious about my healing, I looked myself over in a mirror over the sink.

I lifted my arms and looked at my torso. There was no damage to be seen. No bruises. There was no pain either. But one major change did occur.

My muscles were insanely toned compared to the day before. My abs were cut into a clear six sections. My pecs had clear definition around them now. Both of these features were pretty lean just yesterday.

I looked my arm definition. My shoulders were wider, biceps and triceps clearly defined. My forearms weren't bulging, but had a significant amount improvement.

My thighs and calves showed very similar growth. Not too many changes in my face other than my skin growing a bit clearer. My hair didn't change, either. Still kinda short, but wavy and a bit of an orange-blonde.

Of everything I just observed, I felt only one major concern.

"I couldn't have grown any taller though?"

Despite everything, I really did wonder why I didn't grow any taller. I was the same height as always when I looked into this mirror. 5 feet 8 inches.

"I gotta show Silva. But first, pants."

I made sure I was totally dried off and then slipped on my undies and pants. The rest can wait. I'll just leave it here and get dressed later.

I shot out of the bathroom and through the house towards the stairs. Carefully, I ran up the stairs. Then I moved to the guest room and opened the door. I didn't bother knocking.

Silva was frozen in shock in the middle of the room. Looks like she just got up and was about to get ready. Luckily, she was in a very modest night gown.

"Sorry, shoulda knocked."

"I'm still asleep."

"Huh?"

Silva blinked a few times and just stared at me without moving or changing expression.

"A very muscly man who looks a lot like Ymir came into my room without knocking. I must still be dreaming. It's all too weird."

"If you're dreaming, then I'm dreaming too. But I'm pretty sure this is real."

"No way."

"Yes way."

A few more seconds of awkward staring.

"I'm awake and this is real?"

"Yes! Just stop looping!"

"Did the stim do this?"

"I don't know. Maybe. I'm going to see Dr. Eugene today."

"What the…?"

We stood in silence for a short bit until Silva got a hold of herself.

"If you're heading to HQ today, then I'll come with. Wait up for me?"

"Sure. I'll get breakfast ready."

"Get dressed first. The muscles are creeping me out."

"Fine."

I went back downstairs. Made way to the bathroom and collected my clothes. I changed into my outfit there, but left my sweats from last night on the shelf. I'll collect them for laundry at some point later. Gotta make breakfast first.

I get to the kitchen and check the fridge and cupboards. Not too many options. I have uncooked rice and a few fresh veggies. Six eggs. There's still some leftovers from last night, too.

Omelet with veggies. I'll steam the rice. What we don't eat, I'll just have extra to cook with later.

Gonna have to leave mom with just leftovers until I can bring back some groceries. I planned on picking up some yesterday after the testing, but things went a little bit crazier than I had anticipated. Either way, I'll do that after I see the doctor. I'll be sure to buy extra since Silva is going to be staying with us.

I get to cooking. I'm comfortable in the kitchen. Feels good to move around and make food.

While I'm cooking, every action feels just extra easy. The pans are lighter. I'm moving quicker. I feel more aware of everything I'm doing.

I spent about fifteen washing the rice until the water was perfectly clear. We had a rice cooker that I pulled out and got the rice in there with enough water. About right as I was turning it on, I saw my mom start walking toward me.

[Is there enough there for everyone to eat?]

"There is, yeah. Need to shop later though. Gotta stock up with Silva here for a few days.

[You look different. What is it?]

"Oh, well it's a few things."

I walked away from the kitchen. The stove wasn't on yet and the rice would take a bit. It was fine to ignore breakfast a few more minutes and just talk to mom.

I got near and flexed my arms to show the growth and grinned a big smile.

"Woke up with some changes. Abs and legs are all toned up, too."

[Creepy.]

Mom had kind of a weird look on her face. Disgust and confusion.

"Silva said that too. I doesn't look that bad, right?"

[You don't look bad? But it's a big change. Happened too fast.]

"I'm gonna see a doctor at HQ today. Might know something."

[Definitely find out.]

"Now go relax and wait for breakfast. I'll get Silva when I finish up."

[Yes, sir!]

Mom signed that with a goofy smile and gave me a sloppy salute. Then she went into the living room. I could hear our display turn on and a newscast start. Didn't know what was being said, but mom did like to stay on top of what was going on around us.

The rest of breakfast wasn't hard to get ready. I've made omelets plenty of times. So once those were finished, I paddled out some steamed white rice.

"Okay, mom! Food is ready! I'm going to go get Silva."

I walked to the stairs and passed mom on the way. She gave me a quick peck kiss on the side of the head before I went upstairs.

"Yo, Silva. Food is ready."

I knocked a few times on her door, but got no response. After a few seconds, I could hear the shower running. She did want to come with me today. Makes sense that she would want to shower.

I knocked on the bathroom door and cracked it just enough to yell inside.

"Food is ready! Finish up and come eat!"

"Huh? Oh sure. I was getting out in a minute. I'll be right there."

I could hear her squeak the handle and turn off the water. I closed the door before even hearing the shower door open, then went downstairs.

Mom had collected all our plates and set them on the dining table with utensils for us. I sat down at the table with mom to my right at the head seat. Silva had a spot set for her on my left.

Rather than starting to eat right away, my mom and I just started a casual conversation. Mostly just figuring out what today would include for us both.

A couple minutes later, Silva had made her way downstairs. She was fully dressed for the day, but still had some wet hair. Might have to let her blow dry it before we leave.

Silva had a very modest and cute style if I had to say so. Blue was her favorite color so she made it a big part of her look. Her shirt was a white button up with frilly blue trim on it. She wore a short tie that was also blue. Blue skirt that goes down to her knees. Thigh high white socks. Blue flats to walk in. Right now her long hair was tied back with a white ribbon.

The whole family was assembled now! Time to eat!

"Thank you for cooking, Ymir."

"Of course!"

Mom tapped me on the shoulder while I responded to Silva.

[As always, thank you. It looks good.]

I saw her sign that to me when I turned back to look at her.

"I'll cook something even better for dinner tonight. Silva can come shopping with me so I can bring home even more"

"Sounds fun. Haven't had to go shopping in a while. Mom usually does it."

We continued to enjoy our time together. Once everyone started eating, conversation slowed down quite a bit.

Hard to speak or sign while trying to eat. Thank you, everyone. For loving my food.

My mom waited for both Silva and I to finish and then collected the dishes. She usually washed the dishes after every meal.

[If you cook for me, I want to clean up for you.]

That's how she put it back when I started cooking. It just kinda stuck as our routine.

"I've got a couple things to pick up around here before I'm good to go. You gonna be ready to leave soon?"

"Yeah, just need to fully dry my hair. It doesn't look great when it's wet."

"I'm going to collect sheets and stuff for the wash. You mind if I grab the sheet from your room?"

"Go for it. I'll be upstairs in the bathroom."

We parted ways at the table. Silva went upstairs right away. I stopped by the bathroom downstairs and collected my pants. After that, I went upstairs to get the sheets from my bed and Silva's. It was easy to collect mine, but Silva somehow gets everything tangled in a huge mess so I had to fight it a bit.

Laundry obtained! The washing units were in the upstairs bathroom so I just left a basket over by the door. A hair dryer could be heard inside so I thought it'd be best to just let her finish up being going in there.

I just went back to my room. A few of the notes on my desk were placed haphazardly. Might as well tidy up until I can do laundry. I just picked up and organized for a few minutes.

Two knocks.

"Come in."

Silva opened the door. He hair was perfectly fluffy and dry now.

"I saw the laundry outside the door so I started it for you. I'm ready to go now if you are."

"If you already started the laundry, then I'm fine to leave. Let's get going.

Silva and I hurried downstairs. Mom was in the living room watching newscasts. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her in a hug. I kissed the side of her head and then let go.

"I love you, mom. I won't let them keep me too late today."

[Wait up, Ymir. I have something for you.]

"Hm?"

Mom got up from the couch and grabbed a small wooden case that was in front of her on the coffee table. She handed that to me.

[Open it.]

I saw her sign that and opened it right away. Inside are metal tags on a steel chain. I picked them up and read them aloud.

"Captain Magni Sorenson. B-Rank. Runner Corps."

Second tag.

"Fighting for my wife Delilah and my son Ymir."

The tears were about to break the dam! Close the flow! Stop it! Now!

"Mom, these are dad's tags."

I looked up at my mother. She was sobbing and smiling at me. Her hands were a bit shaky, but she still got the words out.

[Please carry your father's love with you. Let him protect you.]

At this point, the tears didn't stop. I hugged my mom again. Much tighter. I kissed her cheek. After pulling away, I took the tags out of the box, closed it, and put the box on the table. The chain was easy to unlink and then clasp back together around my neck.

The steel hung down and I could feel the chill against my skin. The tags were just over my tank top, but the chain was cold.

"Dad's coming with me everywhere from now on, Mom."

[I'm glad.]

"It's time for us to get going."

[Yeah.]

I hugged her again and started to head towards the door.

[Take care! I love you both!]

Silva saw that sign and called out to her.

"Thank you for letting me stay here again, Auntie Del. I love you, too!"

Everyone shared smiles and waves before it was time to head back to HQ. Silva and I departed from my home and were on our way.

The walk to the tram station wasn't too far. We did, however, make sure to bring the wheelchair along. I just pushed it in front of me as I walked with Silva at my side.

Once on the tram, we walked back towards the same spot were rode yesterday. However, our unfriendly acquaintance had already seemed to board the tram and was on the same space she was last time. With the time of day, though, this tram was full of people. I just hope she doesn't recognize me and start something here.

The ride wasn't the most comfy because of the lack of free space. Nobody was allowed to stand while the tram was moving, so we squeezed together on the seats when it got busy.

Silva leaned in and pretty much just laid on my shoulder for the ride. Better than letting her get squished between me and some other stranger.

The tram reached its destination after not too long and we would depart from there. HQ wasn't far.

We hurried along so as to avoid the lime-haired woman from yesterday.

After about five minutes, I turned around to just check behind us while we walked. She was there.

Just walking behind us and matching our pace. When our eyes met, she kept walking towards us.

"Silva, take the chair and head back to the HQ, alright?"

"Don't do anything stupid, okay? No fighting."

Silva grabbed the chair and kept going.

"Tell Dr. Eugene that I'm on my way."

"Kay."

Silva left.

The lime-haired woman stood to face me now. She was tall. I didn't take too much notice before. She stands at over 6 feet tall. 6 feet 3 inches maybe? I had to look up at her. But I got a real good look at her face this time. She had light skin, but it was still a bit tanned like most who live anywhere in the Desert Sector. The same color of lime was in her eyeshadow, but her lips were a pastel lilac. She had plenty of jet black piercings in her ears, brows, bottom lip, and nose.

She also had the exact same outfit as I had on. Black tank, desert camo cargo pants, combat boots. I hate having the same clothing sense as such a mean person.

"You get juiced up or something overnight?"

"Trying to figure that out."

"It's creepy."

"That what I've been told."

"You're not fooling anyone with the muscles. It's obvious you aren't augmented."

"No tricks. But I am still a C-Ranker."

"Fuck off with that."

"I won't."

"Then just fuck off."

"Then I'll just see you at HQ sometime. What's your name anyway?"

"I don't tell that to civvies."

"Whatever. See you around."

I turned away from her. She wasn't cooperative at all. Why the fuck did she have such a problem with me? I know it's not the most believable event, but the hostility is just too much.

I didn't hear a response. I didn't even bother turning around. I wonder if she was going to follow me while I caught up with Silva.

Five minutes of walking brought me to the front of HQ. I found Silva waiting there for me. I guess she didn't want to go in without me.

"Yo!"

I called out to my cousin and approached her.

"You didn't go in?"

"You don't have an access card yet. I don't have my own either. Just have one that dad slipped to me to use if I need it. Figured you'd be stuck out here if we don't go together."

"Oh shit! You're right! We should stop by an admin desk to get our cards today. Yesterday was too hectic and I forgot."

"Then let's get going. We can stop by the front desk on the way to the Medic corps offices."

And so that's what we did. Silva got us inside and then we moved into the lobby area. There was a lot going on in here so nobody took notice of us right away. Almost everyone was dressed in uniform, however, and we were in civilian clothes. Even if we weren't being gawked at, I feel like we were still noticeable.

We just made it over to the front desk and explained we forgot to get keycards yesterday after testing. Silva made something up about Dr. Eugene letting us inside so we could get our cards before our meeting with him. The clerk fell for it, it seemed.

Even if she caught the fib, she located our information in the system and started to process new keycards for us. After reviewing the information, she gave me a concerned look before handing over my card.

"Don't lose your card again. It looks bad for C-Rankers to be forgetful."

"It's my first card actually. I'm starting soon."

"What!?"

She started to go through my file with a shocked face.

"What's the Chief thinking…? I guess, welcome to the Vault Breakers. Both of you. Ymir Sorenson and Silva Dirge."

With our names being said aloud, a few glances came our direction and locked onto us.

The clerk girl seemed really thrown off by everything. Maybe I'm just not taking my rank as seriously as I should be.

"Thanks. I'll see you around. What's your name?"

"Huh? Me? Umm… Camille."

"Then til next time, Camille."

Silva and I left the desk and the stares slowly broke off from us. Silva checked behind us as we left.

"She's blushing."

"Hah! No she isn't."

"Beet red."

"Nope."

I didn't have any appeal to anyone before. No way that I had an effect on someone so suddenly.

Silva and I just made our way at a steady pace over to Eugene's office. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

"Come in."

Good. He's in the office.

We entered together. Silva moved the wheelchair off to the side of the room and stood next to me.

"We came back just like you asked, doc."

"And with some serious changes, I see. This is… creepy."

"Would everyone stop calling me creepy?"

"It's creepy though. Especially since I saw you yesterday."

"Fine."

Eugene stood up and just walked around me in a circle. Silva moved out of the way stood off to the side by the wheelchair we brought back.

"Are you okay with receiving a basic physical? I might need to take a blood sample too.

"I'm willing to do what's needed to get to the bottom of this."

"I won't get results right away. It's just a place to start. I'll coordinate further testing with you. Probably going to need to get R&D involved once I have enough data to share with them."

"Like I said. I just want to figure things out."

"Sure, sure. Silva, I'm gonna ask you to leave the office for the examinations. I think I saw Varun in the labs. He's up and active. You have plenty of clearance to pay him a visit."

Eugene said that and I could see Silva smiling in response. I knew she missed her dad.

"Yeah, I'll go see him. Come find me later. Okay, Ymir?"

"Sure. Tell Uncle Varun hello for me."

With that, she left the room and I began the exams with Dr. Eugene.

[sealingstorm]

Spideress part 1

The spideress crawled from an alcove after being born again. She looked in the Attic and things looked more favorable for her in this life. Two young, undeveloped prey, a boy and a girl, lacked the muscle and fighting ability to put her in danger.

They were isolated, talking about things that weren't allowed, hiding from their living halls. She crawled over the dark inset walls, looking for a good angle. She shot directly into a mouth from her hands so yelling couldn't alert someone on the floors nearby. Then she hit the inner cheek of another. She slingshot herself towards them and they stumbled grunting, startled and fearful. She moved quickly and grabbed the head of the second one, pulling it back and shooting directly down the throat. Her web spray changed and she filled up the cheeks with voluminous web. They moaned and cried, getting quieter. They were so weak she could simply hold their arms and they didn't try to fight.

Her spray changed again and thick, fibrous web was built over their mouths to wall them up. They were very quiet and their eyes dulled as resistance became difficult for them. She wound their hands and secured them to the ceiling, cocooning their lower bodies tightly. She scraped up wood shavings and disguised the bottoms to be difficult to notice. Nestled in the platform formed between them, she fed on the energy of their spirits over time as her poisons flowed through their systems to make the pair completely inert and helpless.

The boy's head shifted, faded eyes moving. "Mmmm" "shhhh my sweet," the spider replied, "such lovely energies in your life, better inside me and becoming more firmly mummified. I can get stronger and more capable, you stay here as my slave prey." The girl's eyes were almost white and they seeped out tears. "Shhh, the energies you were preparing for yourself would be wasted, better for me… mummifying you into your helplessness, sweet to see it preserved and consuming you" The pair stiffened and became still as their spirit was used as nourishment, becoming absorbed into their bound state, forgetting their desires, only knowing their restriction and dim sights. Their breathing became the most lively thing about them, and the spider became excited to see them suck in air, yearning for what they lost. Months had passed, and they were calm and still, untroubled, muzzles of webs silencing their mouths, nothing was left in them. They looked at each other and were absorbed in each other's enwrapped faces.

The spider used her new ability of weaving thread like steel to bind their limbs so they could not wear away the cocoons and break free. She also used her enhanced camouflage abilities to disguise their area so no one would be able to find it without serious effort. It was better for her as a creature to keep them like this, silent empty captives, so they could not be recovered and cause the trouble for her she feared.

She left the attic of the training school and felt brave to go through the forest and find new sites to create a human nest, but quickly ran into a ranger guardsman armed with a short bow and short sword. But with her vivid feeding she evaded him and quickly bound up his arms, sticking them to the ground fifteen feet ahead. He pulled, and she sprayed up his feet connecting to the hand/weapon bundles. Web piled into his face and she moved on. He didn't suffocate right away, but with his attempts to stretch for air he felt more desperate to live. He needed to get out of the bindings but they were stuck so firm to his limbs and face.

–

A soft girl ran through the short halls, making her way to the far bedroom. It was opened and the woman inside saw her daughter race in with smooth web over her mouth and nose. They embraced and the girl groaned and cried. Web sheets wrapped around them and the spideress shot web inside the mother's mouth, filling it up. Mom yelled as her cheeks bulged, and strands wound around their figures. They became immobilized, poisoned, emptily staring at each other. Binding together with steel thread. She pulled muzzles over their faces and wrapped their heads. "Smooth and still human beauty... I hope to have a daughter too"

Then the spider turned towards the girl who was the daughter's unlucky friend, thrashing with her hands and feet stuck and her mouth and nose sealed with web, groaning with intense frustration as she was bound with the steely strands. "I think I will make you my friend during this nesting time!" She lifted her from lying on her belly with a thick strand and injected different poisons from thin fangs. She would be bound with enough to keep her helpless and molded to live daily life with the spideress calmly. She hung her up and went about camouflaging the rooms so the silent nest would not be found.

[triple-fanged-threat]

Kai hummed as he listened to the other vampire's words, only raising a brow at the response. "A family man? Well, I can certainly respect that. Can't say I understand the feeling, since I never had a family. But I think it's admirable that you'd want that peaceful life for your brother." The alpha paused, licking his lips hungrily at the greedy, devious expression forming on the other man's face. Now, there was the monster underneath that he was hoping to see. "Who said we couldn't have some fun and that peaceful life you've wanted? No one every said they were mutually exclusive, and with a handsome face like this, I'm sure you're used to getting everything you wanted anyways. And I, for one, can't wait to see you have it all."

The alpha vampire nodded in agreement, also familiar with that similar sentiment that Elgin had found out for himself. "Sometimes the sheep just need a little push in the right direction. And there's nothing better than helping herd them in the direction that we so choose." He watched as the hand slowly slid up along his leg, only resting atop of his crotch. It was nice to have someone finally act on what they wanted, instead of Kai having to force it out of them. The theater professor reached over, tugging on his arm so that he could guide Elgin onto his lap for them to properly face each other.

"Well, no need to hide anymore. I see you, and I very much like what I see. You don't have to hide yourself with me, not when I can see just how gorgeous you are insside and out," he purred, one hand reaching up to trace along Elgin's cheeks and jawline. It had been forever since he had found a partner-in-crime, someone who was at least willing to understand him and the fun he wanted to have. Kai didn't know how badly he craved it until it was in front of him, and boy, did he want more. Restraint was never really something he learned, and Kai wasn't planning on learning that today.

As their lips brushed together in a gentle kiss, a low groan slipped past his lips when he felt the other man's fingers starting to rub and grope at his growing bulge through his pants. He tilted his head back as Elgin began moving his kisses down his chin, jaw, and throat. The alpha's eyes fluttered with need, enjoying the sensations and the rather public setting the two of them were in. "You're right... with moves like that, no other omega compares..." he purred, casting a downwards glance to see Elgin's lips along his Adam's apple. "Go on then; let's have as much fun together as you'd like. I'm eager to see what we get into tonight." His own hands began sliding down the vampire's backside, tracing the firm muscles and curvature of the omega's body. No inch was left untouched as Kai slid them down further and futher, feeling what was there beneath the fabric. One thing he was eager to learn was where the right spots were to make Elgin moan sweet nothings into the night air.

"in all honesty? i was thinking of taking a more peaceful approach to life here. in the long run i want to give my younger brother," the only remaining member of his family he cared for, "a way out if he wanted one." and a way out for himself. he had grown tired of his families desperate clinging to the fear and power they wielded but as he sat there and really thought about it-- was he tired of living in a world where fear and power struggles dominated every action and thought or was he tired of the way his family operated simply because he had to clean up their messes; was he tired of playing by their rules and not actually having the respect he deserved? it almost felt like a ghost creeping along his features as his lips curled into a more devious smirk; making him look more like the hellion he was in his youth rather than who he was pretending to be since leaving home. "new haven is already drowning, it could be fun to hold their heads underwater and give them a real reason to fear..."

"i've met a few that don't seem like they would take kindly to being called sheep," he commented with a subtle lick of his lips, "but i've met even more that don't seem like they'd even question it. i already have a favorite, or two, because of how compliant they are." the fact he was falling so easily back into his old ways wasn't something he could blame on kai. the other wasn't compelling him, or twisting his arm. no. all it took was a simple smile and mention of fun for elgin to slip. this was what he was. a monster hiding behind a kind smile and designer clothes. he was a fool for ever thinking he could be anything else. "i've been hiding," he answered plainly with a slight shrug of his shoulders as he let his hand be moved higher up on the other's thigh as they spoke, "but i'm starting to get tired of it. maybe i'm the lucky one tonight."

humming under his breath as he felt the other's hands on him, keeping him close, elgin gave into the moment and enjoyed being close to the other; he enjoyed the banter and the foreplay as he genuinely considered letting the facade he'd created for himself go and just accepting, instead, that he wasn't meant for a more peaceful, quiet life. honestly, a town like this would have been easier to run than a bustling city. there were so many ways they could convince and control people.

feeling the other's tongue against his ear had the omega smirking again, his mouth hanging open a bit to show his fangs as he leaned into the touch. "i'm not doing myself any favors tonight if you have to wonder if i'm better than the rest of them," he finally spoke up again as he leaned forward, his lips ghosting against the alpha's. "i thought i, at least, made that much obvious." closing off the last centimeter of distance between them, the omega pressed their lips together as his hand found it's way to cup over the alpha's groin. massaging his hand against him, elgin teasingly bit down on the other's bottom lip and pulled back on it before letting his attention trail away. his lips found their way to kai's chin, tracing down the side of his jaw, to his throat; making it clear, as his hand continued to grope and massage against the alpha, that he was working his way down to his prize.