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changisworld · 6 months ago

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“just try it”

fuckboy!hyunjin x reader

Word count;7,023

Summary: you’re known as quite a timid & closed off person in your college class, the one who studies 24/7 & doesn’t have much interest/ confidence in order to enjoy the usual college life, including having sex. You get partnered up for a project with the known fuckboy of the campus, hyunjin.

MDNI, 18+ only, smut warnings under the cut

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main masterlist here

part 2 here

SMUT WARNINGS: Virginity loss (f rec), slight coercion, kinda manipulative hyune, fingering(f rec). oral (both rec), piv, multiple orgasms, slight needy hyune, slight body worship, nipple sucking, light marking(scratching, hickey), corruption???, mention of blood( It's extremely brief) kinda angsty ending??

"Hyunjin, for the presentation you can go with... y/n!" your lecturer says after scanning the room & you freeze as she says this, making you want the ground to swallow you on the spot. You know Hyunjin & you haven't got a good opinion on him whatsoever.

You give a faint, displeased smile to your teacher before she moves onto sort out other groups for the project & a minute later, the chair beside you is moved & your new partner is now sitting next to you.

"heya, glad to be your partner, don't worry, I'll actually pull my weight sweetie so you won't be doing it on your own." he says with a faint smile, resting his head on his hand as he looks at you.

You stare at him as he says this, honestly in disbelief. You know he is just trying to piss you off as he has asked you to do an essay for him, leaving you with all his notes before running off, not allowing you to even say no. "I don't want you to help me, you'll make us fail. I'll just do it." you say, venom in your voice & hyunjin 'tuts' at this.

"Cmonnn y/n, don't be silly, i'd love to help! You can come to my place at the end of today & we can start." he says as he rips the corner of the piece of paper you were writing on & writing his address on it before sliding it to you & then standing up & resting his hands on the back of your chair as he leans down to you. "See ya later."

He leaves the classroom as the bell goes & you groan, scrunching up the paper he scribbled on & shoving it into your jacket pocket before also leaving.

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You spend your lunchtime in the library, starting a few rough drafts so you can get a better idea of what you want to say as you present, taking the extra couple of minutes to write Hyunjins parts too. You have your headphones on & you're quite honestly in your own little bubble but as you look u from the computer to open your drink, you notice the same annoying guy from earlier, sitting across from you, looking at his phone, not paying you any mind.

"Can I help you?" you question, staring at him with an annoyed lookon your face. "Actually, you can. Stop working without me, I want to help." he responds back, not looking up from his phone as he texts someone. You scoff & roll your eyes as you swivel around in your spinny chair, looking right at him.

"I don't feel like failing because you do jack shit. Just go n i'll do it myself, go admire yourself in the mirror or something & leave me alone." you respond again before turning back to your computer but a second later your chair is being pulled by him so you're facing him again, his phone now on the desk.

"Stop being so weird y/n, I want to pass as much as you do so stop being so stingy. Move, I wanna see what you've wrote." he flashes you a closed mouth smile before lightly pushing your chair, allowing him to now have space for him to also sit. You groan before standing up. "Just take my seat Hyunjin, I'm leaving." You push your seat towards him & begin to leave but you feel him swing his arm out & hook around your waist before pulling you.. onto his lap.

"You're so hard to please, you like this with everyone n everything hm?" he questions as he begins reading what you've written down, grabbing the keyboard & beginning to tweak a few things.

You hate to admit it & glad there are no mirrors anywhere so you don't have to allow yourself to see how much you're blushing. You can't think of anything to say so you just sigh as you watch him type, his arm still around your lower half, him paying no mind to it as he pulls his airpods out & handing you one as he uses the other as he puts a random playlist of his on, your own headphones around your shoulders.

You both stay like this, you being too shy to move & he just simply not caring, he asks for your opinion on certain parts as he types out your opinions.

A minute or so later, you both hear footsteps entering the library but you both don't pay attention, up until the footsteps stop right in front of you, the footsteps belonging to another girl in your class, Lisa. You give her a small smile, trying to be polite despite not really being friends but she ignores you as she pulls Hyunjins airpod out & he flips his head around before looking up at her.

"Ah, hiya Lisa, you alright?" he asks as he now realises the perfume you're wearing, which he likes. "Yup. Wha'cha doing? I thought we were going for lunch together at that new cafe I saw, y/n keeping you prisoner? You're more than capable to do this without Hyunjin today, right? Can you stand up n Jinnie cmon." Lisa replies, trying to sound as if she is joking around but it's obvious she's pissed.

Her words make you remember that you're still sitting on Hyunjins lap & you instantly shoot up but his arm stops you, forcing you back onto him. "Ahh Lisa totally forgot, y/n is helping me get that A so i'm gonna stay, go with Chan or something, I'm busy." he responds, turning the chair you're both sitting on so you're both now facing the computer as he begins typing again.

Lisa scoffs as she has her eyes burning into the back of your head before she slams his airpod back down on the desk & walking out, her paying no mind to the stares from annoyed students she is receiving. "Bitch almost broke my airpod into damn pieces." he murmurs as he reaches out & takes it back & puts it in his ear, not mentioning anything else, which makes you curious.

"Why is she so upset? You can go with her Hyunjin I can really do this on my own." you question, reaching forward to pull your notepad towards you, swatting his hands off the keyboard as you start copying what you've wrote on paper, onto the document. "She's pissed because me n her have been fucking n she can't handle me talking to any other pretty girl. Me n her are nothing so don't stress pretty, I'm available." he jokes as he leans back to let you type & you scoff.

"How can you be fucking her yet you claim to be nothing with her? You're playing with her feelings, it's sad." you respond, annoyance in your tone & Hyunjin just sighs. "I've got a big dick n I like to use it. You'd fuck her too if you had a dick, she's good at sucking it, believe me. She said she wouldn't catch feelings but here we are. I'm tryna pawn her off to Seungmin or Chan but she doesn't take the hint." he says, nonchalantly as his fingers fiddle with the bottom of your shirt, simply twiddling it in between his fingers.

"Why you interested anyway, It's casual sex. Don't you relate? I know you don't party or anything since i woulda seen your pretty face from anywhere but don't you ever hook up with anyone?" He questions, leaning forward as he rests his chin on your shoulder, not failing to miss how you tense up as he does so. You don't respond to him, which give him his answer.

"Ohhh, you a virgin or something? How does someone who looks like you not get around?" he teases, wiggling from side to side in the chair, making you wiggle on him as you huff. "Shut up Hyunjin, oh my god. I just.. have better things to do? I have better things to focus on." you murmur back, cheeks going red again but this time out of embarrassment. He chuckles before letting the subject go, not wanting to pry too much.

You type for a minute or so more as he helps you reword it, suggesting some ideas which actually aren't stupid. This goes on for a few minutes until you hit a stump & both can't agree on what to do. "Just come to mines later, mkay? I know you've kept the paper, Sorry to be the one to break the bad news but I've got to go see someone, so you're gonna need to get off my lap." he says, patting your leg & you shoot up, remembering where you both are & being reminded again you are siting on thee Hyunjins lap.

He packs his stuff up before ruffling his hair up & then walks past you, taking his airpod out of your ear & also your headphones off your shoulders at the same time. You turn around to protest but he speaks before you can get any words out. "I'll take these with me so you have to come later, unless you wanna buy another pair of course, see ya later pretty." he skips away, your teeth clenched & eyebrows frowned as you watch him.

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You reach his apartment later that night after going home to get dressed, now wearing sweatpants & a plain grey tee & you stand at the front door for a minute, trying to talk yourself into knocking on the door but also to try calm your nerves. 'why am I so fucking nervous?' you keep asking yourself. Before you can act on anything however, you feel a tap on your back & it's obviously hyunjin, staring back at you, before moving forward to unlock his door, as he does this you realise the faint smell of a sweet smelling perfume, which makes you roll your eyes.

"You coming in then?" he questions as he kicks off his own shoes, arm still holding the door open for you & you sigh before stepping in, also taking off your shoes.

You follow Hyunjin into his bedroom out of all places as he takes your bag off your back & throws it onto his bed, you take a seat on his desk chair, spinning from side to side as you sit on top of your hands. "Why can't we study in your kitchen hmm? or livingroom?" you question & he flops onto his bed before digging through your bag to grab your books. "My wifi connection is shit everywhere except for my bedroom & bathroom for some reason so unless you wanna spend even longer with me than you want, not that I'd mind, by the way, we gotta do it here." he says, not bothering to look up at you as he grabs a few highlighters & pens from your pencil case, taking the extra few seconds to have a quick dig through the rest of your bag before putting it on the floor.

You scoff as you stand up off the chair & settle down on his bed beside him after realising it will be almost impossible for you to both sit at his desk due to the size of it & the random clutter all over it.

You both begin figuring out what the hell you both need to include for your exam, Hyunjin obviously still randomly trying to flirt with you but you just ignore it. You both actually start making progress, both of you lying on your stomachs across from one another as the mixture of scrap paper, books & laptop is in between the both of you as you both balance yourselves on your elbows.

Every time you both have a quick discussion, however, you can't help but notice how much his eyes wander to the opening of your shirt, showing the top part of your chest, you try to ignore it but you can't help but get a bit flustered by it, which he realises so he doesn't have the shame to stop. "Can you stop trying to stare at my tits? You aren't even being discreet." you scoff, trying to sound stern but your voice pitch raises at the end regardless.

"Can't help it. You're hot n if it's right in front of me, you can't blame me, silly." he quickly responds, nibbling on the end of your pen. "You're such a man slut, you have another girls perfume on you yet you can't contain yourself around someone else not even two hours later, you gross me out." you snap back, reaching out to snatch the now slightly chewed pen from between his pretty lips & wiping it on him before dropping it on the bed.

"Only have the perfume smell because Lisa knew I was gonna be with you later, you jealous or something y/nnnn?" he snarks, reaching out to boop your nose, watching as the tip of your ears go bright red. "Jealous? Don't make me laugh, Hyunjin. I don't care what you n her have going on, believe me." You break eye contact with him, getting flustered from the conversation happening. "Cmonnn, y/n, if you wanna fuck, just say that." he half jokes, picking up the pen again before fiddling it in his hand.

You laugh at his words, honestly not even surprised at what he is saying. "You're so cocky, god. I'd genuinely, rather die." you spit, eyebrows frowned, which makes him hum. "So, you're telling me, If i was to kiss you, you'd actually push me off you?" he queries, pushing the paper & books to the side, nothing separating the two of you anymore.

You open your mouth to mostly yell at him for even saying something so dumb but you don't get any words out as he puts his hand behind your head & leans forward before connecting his lips against yours. You freeze under the touch, not even really knowing what to do since you've never actually kissed anyone either, but you can't help but take notice of how soft his lips are & how they move in a perfect rhythm.

He breaks his lips off yours a few seconds later, but doesn't leave your space, your lips centimetres apart. He again realises how much he is blushing & you hate how composed he looks. "Y/n." he says, in a lower voice. "mhmm?" you instantly reply, your heart racing. "Was that your first kiss?" he questions, the hand behind your head now playing with your hair.

You embarrassingly nod your head & he just smiles. "Well, since we are here, we can redo it, if you want. No pressure." he responds, his voice now sounding more soft. You mentally contemplate for a split second before nodding. "just follow my lead alright, it's easy." he says before leaning back in & kissing you again.

You move your lips against his, remembering to relax your lips so it feels easier & better for Hyunjin. You subconsciously lift your hand to rest it against his cheek but as you do this, he leans further forward & pushes into you with his bodyweight, making it so you are now laying on your back & you can't help but feel your underwear dampen, which gives you even more butterflies.

He moves the hand that was resting on the back of your head & rests it on your cheek instead, caressing it with his thumb as his other hand now rests on your lower stomach before his fingers begin playing with the hem of your shirt & you move your own hand & rest it on top of his that is playing with your shirt.

He keeps the pace of the kiss slow, keeping it enjoyable for the both of you but he can almost hear your heartbeat going at a million miles per hour as he teases you by biting your bottom lip, which makes you let out a small whimper which instantly sends blood to his cock.

You somehow forget to breathe & as he breaks the kiss for the second time, you're breathing a lot heavier as your cheeks are on fire due to how much you're blushing.

"There's no way that was your first kiss, you're so good at it." he remarks, biting his own bottom lip, which you can't help but find extremely hot. His fingers now dig themselves under your shirt, his finger now lightly scratching & caressing the skin of your stomach, making your back arch slightly.

"It was my first time.. I swear." you say back, your voice sounding more blown out & airy than you wanted. "Well, if you want, we can go further. I've already been your first in one thing & I'd be able to actually show you how to feel good.. for your future partners, of course." he says, his voice sounding low again, his fingers not stopping their actions as he still caresses your skin.

"I- that's a huge thing Hyunjin, I want my first time to be with someone who I really care about." you basically whisper back, your nerves making you want to almost vomit, he pouts at your response. "heyyy, I can show you absolutely everything you'll ever need, I'd look after you so well, make you feel amazing, if you'll let me. I know you care for me even a little bit since you've been blushing every time we have spoken today. Not to mention, I've never had a bad review." he responds, elongating the last word to try get his point across.

As he says this, he leans further down & rubs his nose against yours while giving a faint smile, before leaning down & nuzzling his face into your neck , inhaling your sweet vanilla perfume before nibbling on your neck. "I promise. pleaseee.?" he whispers in your ear, his fingers now crawling further up your frame, resting just beneath your tits, which makes your breath hitch. You think for a second, your hand reaching up to caress his long soft hair as you nod your head before mumbling an 'okay' & you can feel him smile against your neck.

He sets himself back up on his elbows, giving you a warm look before leaning back, kissing you again as his fingers now reach up & cup your right tit, to his surprise you're not wearing a bra, which makes him hum. "No bra? Did you expect this, y/n?" he asks, smirk not leaving his face as he starts to brush his fingers over your nipple, making you squirm beneath him. "They're just uncomfortable." you reply, making him chuckle before kissing you again.

He wraps two fingers around your nipple before twiddling it between them, tugging it lightly every once in a while, liking the reactions you give him as he does so, letting small noises escape your lips & get swallowed by him.

This continues for a minute or so before he moves his lips from yours & moves to your jawline, slowly littering kisses down it before moving down to your neck as he removes his hand from your tit to lift your shirt up but you stop him as you sit up & take your shirt completely off, surprising yourself with the random outburst of confidence.

His eyes light up at the sight, your tits being some of, if not the best pair he has ever saw. He smirks at your face, you giving him a faint smile, your eyes filled with lust as you are convinced your panties are now soaked more than they already are. "so pretty, can I taste them?" he asks as he lays down & pulls you so you're now straddling him, your ass now being able to feel his thick hard on.

You nod & he wastes no time at all before pushing on your back, your tits now right above his face before he looks up at you, smiling before he latches his pretty plump lips on your nipple as his fingers begin playing with the other one again & you can't control the yelp you let out at the feeling. You throw your head back as your fingers weave their way through his hair as you lightly tug on it, making him release a few low groans as he continues suckling, spit leaving his lips & wetting your boobs.

You can't help but begin grinding against him, the sucking noises & your light whimpers filling the room. He switches to the opposite nipple & at the same time, his hand comes to rest on your ass, caressing it & squeezing the flesh, making you arch your back, wanting more.

"Hyune- more, please." you say, swallowing your pride & asking the man beneath you to give you what you now want. He unlatches himself & you look down at him, his lips & chin shiny with his own spit as he helps you grind against him. "Well what is it you want y/n hmm? You're gonna need to tell me if you want anything since I don't know what you can handle, silly." he replies, smirking at you as he wriggles his fingers into the waistband of your sweatpants as he now grinds into you too.

"I- fingers or something, please?" you whine, leaning forward to hide your face in the side of his neck, hiding the embarrassment on your face. Despite you not being able to see it, he is smirking as he helps move you so you are laying on your back again & your legs automatically part, your feet planted on the bed as he settles between them, sitting on his legs as he takes his hoodie off, revealing his gorgeous body which you can't take your eyes off of.

"Just giving you a bigger view with a view." he remarks which makes you snap out of it, chuckling to himself as he leans forward to kiss your forehead, making your heart flutter.

He sits back again before putting his hands on your knees, caressing them with his thumbs as he is between your legs. "Can I take these off? They're cute n all but I'm sure your bare legs look a whole lot better." he says as he is looking into your blown out pupils without his own, now fiddling with the drawstrings of your joggers.

"Please." you reply & he doesn't waste any time before helping take them off, you raise your hips for him to make it easier, now leaving you in just your basic, white cotton underwear which makes you hide your face in your arms, shy, but he is quick to swat them away.

"Don't hide your pretty face, there's nothing to be embarrassed of. You're so innocent, my y/nnie." you don't fail to miss the 'my' part & you clench around nothing, letting out a small huff as he lays himself down on your stomach. You set yourself up on your elbows as you look down at him, a bit confused as he admires your clothed core, a small wet patch seeping through the cotton.

He takes a finger & touches your wet patch before taking it to his lips & tasting it, letting out a hum noise as he smiles, not even looking at you as he then peels your panties off your skin too, now leaving you completely bare for him, making you squirm.

He plants some kisses on the inside of your thighs as his finger trails up & down your slit, spreading your wetness around your entire core, making you raise your hips off the bed due to the unfamiliar stimulation but he is quick to push you back down.

"I'm gonna give myself a better taste, alright? Keep your hips down or I'll stop. If you seriously want me to stop or slow down, just say the word yellow, okay?" he asks, fingers stopping their movement. "O-okay, can you just go slow? I don't really know what to expect." you reply, giving him a small, nervous smile, which he nods. "Of course, I was planning on it anyway beautiful, Just lay back f'me." You do as he says & lay back & gasp a second later as you feel the kisses have now moved from just your thighs, a kiss now being placed right on your clit.

He kisses from the top to the bottom of your pussy, listening for your reaction & once he realises it's a good reaction, he begins kitten licking your clit, his index finger still feeling around the outside of your hole, adding extra stimulation. He lets out a low groan & licks the entirety of your core in one motion, making you whine & you try to close your legs on accident but he's quicker & wraps your thighs around his arms, holding them open. "Taste so good, fuck." he murmurs to himself more than to you as he begins speeding up his motions slightly, flicking his tongue back & forth before taking your clit into his mouth, suckling on it, making sure to use plenty of spit, the noises of his lips & the wetness echoing throughout the room, almost as loud as the moans you're now making.

You try your best to not squirm too much but you can't help it & you are moving as much as Hyunjin is allowing you to which isnt much by the way, the sensation being completely new to you in the best way possible. You let out an even louder whine as he uses his teeth to lightly graze against your bud, throwing you towards a high, feeling much stronger than when you brought yourself to orgasms.

Hyunjin takes this opportunity to now slide a finger inside your tight hole which you clench around immediately, making him groan again. He begins to slowly finger you while feeling around for your G-spot which only takes him a few seconds due to his long fingers & he begins rubbing his finger up & down it, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as your legs begin to tremble.

"Hyunj- I'm gonna cum, d-dont't stop." you yelp, fisting his clean, grey bedsheets until your knuckles are turning white & who is Hyunjin to deny you? He continues at the exact same pace with his finger but decides to add a second one, stretching you out that bit extra as he continues to suck on your clit, using his tongue to massage it at the same time.

Your orgasm washes over you, it being the most intense thing you've ever felt. Your fingers latch onto his hair & pull on it, pulling a groan out of him as he lets you ride out the first orgasm of the night, his arms having to work harder to actually keep your legs open.

He unlatches himself & slowly pulls his fingers out of you when you've came down from your high, panting heavily as a thin sheen of sweat now coats your face. He sits back up on his legs, caressing the inside of your legs for a moment before crawling up your frame & tapping his now coated fingers on your lips & you understand instantly, opening your lips & he pushes his fingers into your mouth, resting on your tongue as you suck your own juices off them, his eyes not leaving yours for even a second.

He releases his fingers from behind your lips before leaning in & kissing you again, this time worming his tongue past your lips, allowing you to taste yourself even more, making you hum, not expecting to be so turned on by this.

You slither your hand down his pretty chest & even prettier abs before fiddling with the hem of his pants, looking up at him with glossy eyes. "Just gave you heaven n you're wanting more? Aren't you full of surprises." he teases, poking his tongue on the inside of his cheek. "I want to, return the favour, well, try to." you reply, fingers moving down to balm the huge tent in his pants, making him jerk his hips forward on instinct.

"Ahhh, you want to suck my cock, jagi? Aren't you too sweet. I'll guide you. Don't be intimidated though." He says before standing up to kick his pants off & taking his underwear off with it too & you now know what he meant by 'don't be intimidated' because he is huge. He is around 7 inches & it slightly curves upward & his balls pretty & full, making your eyes gape open in amazement but also nerves, he laughs at your reaction.

He sits back down on the bed & you take it upon yourself to move & settle down on the floor in front of him, sitting back on your knees as he opens his leg enough so you can settle between them.

"Just take it at the base with a grip that isn't too strong & jerk up & down at a slower pace & then work your way up, you can kinda twist your wrist in a way too. The tip is the most sensitive so make sure to focus on that mkay? Just do what feels right, I like a tiny bit of pain so don't stress if you graze it." he tells you, his hair sticking to his forehead as he looks down at you.

You nod at his words & begin jerking him off the way he instructed & you're clearly doing a good job as he jerks his hips into your hands, biting his bottom lip as you do so. "Make it wet, it feels better." he groans & you let a glob of spit fly past your lips onto his angry red tip, which makes him wince before you lean further forward & lick the bead of precum off his tip, making him groan.

You look up at his reaction as you begin to suckle on the tip of his cock before moving sown to the shaft & littering kisses & quick suckles on it, before repeating the action. Your hand is now wet with the spit you've dropped onto & jerked all over his cock & you you decide to wing it & you put his entire tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue over it & he throws his head back, trying his best to not jerk into your mouth as you work your way down slowly, taking about a quarter of his cock in your mouth as you keep jerking him off.

"You sure this is y-your first time? too good at th-this." he groans out as he gathers your hair out of your face & pulls it into a makeshift ponytail, groaning at the pleasure you're giving him. You try to take further in your mouth but he's quick to pull your head back up so you're not pushing yourself too much, him deeming it as too much to try deepthroat him on your first time.

Spit keeps escaping your lips & you jerk it into his cock, the sloppy noises turning you on impossibly more. You release his cock from your lips to get your breath back & you blow cold air onto his tip which makes his legs tense up as he lurches forward slightly. "You're made for this y/n, i'm convinced. Lay down on the bed for me pretty." he says in a aired out, raspier voice as he helps you stand up anyway & he lays you on your back.

He quickly walks over to the other side o the bed & opens his drawer before pulling out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth before walking back over to you, your legs already spread open enough for him to slot himself between. He puts the condom on & jerks himself off a few times & then drags his cock over your folds a few times, making you buck your hips.

"I've stretched you with my fingers but it's still gonna be a stretch y/n, please tell me to stop if it's too much, you're a smart girl so i'm sure you know it's gonna hurt. You ready?" he questions, his face more serious looking than before as he looks into your eyes, still dragging his cock, it running over your clit. "I know, Just do it, I'll be fine." you respond, your hands resting on your chest.

He gives you a warm smile before he slowly begins to push inside of you & your breath hitches in your chest, trying to not pay much mind to the pain but a few tears leak past your eyes. Hyunjin pauses his movement when he is half inside you, leaning forward to allow you to hold onto him. He plants a few kisses on your jawline before connecting his lips to yours, kissing you slowly as he pushes the rest of the way in, making you yelp into his mouth, his fingers coming up to wipe away your tears despite him not even being able to see them.

Your hands latch around his back as you keep clenching around him, making him groan into your mouth. Once he can sense you're more relaxed due to not clenching as tight as much anymore, he pushes the rest of the way in before pausing again.

"How are you feeling, beautiful? You alright?" he asks you as he moves the hair out of your face then kissing the tip of your nose. "H-i'm fine, just feels weird." you reply, one of your hands coming down to hold onto his muscly arm, relaxing yourself.

"Okay, I'm glad. I'm gonna move now, alright? The pain will pass, pinky swear." he gives you another peck before he sits back up & holds onto the inside of your legs, keeping you open for him as he slowly retracts himself then pumping himself back in, making you let out a small 'mhmmph' sound. He sets an extremely slow pace, not breaking eye contact with you to make sure you're not going through any extra discomfort.

You begin to let out small moans & whimpers after a few minutes, the pleasure now surpassing the pain. Hyunjin scrunches his eyes together as you clench around him, higher pitched moans leaving his lips. "You c-can go faster. Feels good." you tell him, trying to move your hips to get more. "Thought- you'd never ask. Yo're s-so tight y/n, fuck." he groans as he slowly begins to pick up his speed, the lube provided by the condom plus your wetness making it loud, your skin sticking together as he fully thrusts inside you.

"y-you're so beautiful. So good f'me y/nnie. so pe-perfect."" he whines as he sets a quicker rhythm, throwing his head back, trying to not cum on the spot just from the noises leaving your lips.

He brings a hand down to your clit & begins rubbing circles, matching the pace his cock is doing & your back arches off the bed & you shriek from the overstimulation. "G-gonna cum again, t-too much jinnie." you gasp, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your hand reaches down to try swat his hand away from your clit but he is quick to hold your hand down on your lower stomach, now making you feel his cock moving inside you. "you can take it pretty, Just a little more, o-okay? cum with me." he groans out, not slowing down his pace at all. Your legs keep shaking & your back keeps arching off the bed, unable to even form thoughts, the only words able to leave your mouth being his name.

"c-cuh-cumming hyune." you force out & hyunjin can't help but smirk. He lets go of your hand & leans back down so your chests are connected before nestling himself in your neck before he begins sucking a hickey into your skin, only partially on accident, but you pay no mind.

You begin clenching uncontrollably as you can feel your orgasm bubbling up, your whole body beginning to tingle as his cock is ramming into your G-spot without missing a beat. "Y/nnie p-please don't clench so much, g-gonna cum." You can't stop even if you wanted to though however as your orgasm squirts out of you, spraying directly onto Hyunjins abs, pubic bone, the base of his cock, the bed & a few droplets hitting your lower stomach too, your eyes rolling back into your skull as your fully body shakes, shrieking & gasping uncontrollably.

"Holy shit, y-you're too perfect, squirting on my cock, y/n you'-you're too beautiful, you're n-not real, oh my god." he whines into your neck.Hyunjin basically squeals, his moans are that loud as he bites down on your neck as his own release fills the condom, you being able to feel his cock pulsating inside you.

You both sit in silence for a minute, catching your breaths back, feeling each others chests expanding against the other, his hot breath against your neck as you weave your fingers through his now wet hair.

Once you have both actually came down to earth, he peels himself off of you before peeling the now used condom off his now softening cock & you realise it has a red tint to it despite him trying to hide it from you by throwing it in the bin quickly.

"Did i bleed on your dick Hyunjin? That's so gross I'm so sorry, you could have stopped I wouldn't have cared." you rush out, feeling a deep level of embarrassment but he just tuts in response. "Don't be ridiculous babe, It's normal, doesn't bother me." he replies as he walks over to his drawers, pulling out a pair of boxer shorts & a random tee shirt before handing it to you.

"You can just stay here tonight, I don't really want you tryna get home since it's not stupid to think you're gonna struggle to walk too much, we can go shower soon." He says as he climbs back up his bed, You would protest but you know he is no doubt right. He sits up by his pillows before pulling you into his chest as he kisses the top of your head.

You both stay like this for a while before you both remember your orgasm is still marinating into his bedsheets, he changes them right after he helps you into the shower before joining you.

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It's been a week since Hyunjin took your virginity & you have tried your best to tell yourself it meant nothing to him, because it most likely didn't but you have since caught feelings for him, despite trying absolutely everything not to.

You both still met every day but it was mostly just on campus & you completed your project & obviously got an A but he actually helped so it wasn't just all you, which you deeply appreciate.

Ever since the project was finished, however, he has kept his distance. He doesn't sit anywhere near you & spends his time in lectures teasing the other random girls who fawn over him, which makes your heart burn.

You are just day dreaming when two girls in front of you talking catches your attention, & that's when you find out Hyunjin hooked up with one of them, the day after he was literally your first for everything.

You feel tears begin threatening to leave your eyes so you gather your stuff & leave the room, your lecturer not paying any mind & you begin walking towards the bathroom to try freshen yourself up when Hyunjin walks from the opposite direction & he notices the tears & he stops you by moving your chin so you're looking up at him.

"Why the tears, sweetcheeks? Pretty girls shouldn't cry." he remarks, chewing gum as he looks at you, wiping a tear off your cheek with his thumb. "Doesn't matter Hyunjin, stop bunking & go back to class." you say in a monotone voice. "woahhh, you're calling me Hyunjin again? I liked the name Jinnie a lot more, why've I been demoted hmm?" he teases back & you want nothing more than to punch the gum out his mouth.

"You tell me, do you tell all the other girl you fuck to call you Jinnie too? Like the one you fucked the day after you took my virginity?" you snap back, your voice shaking. He raises his eyebrows, honestly in shock from your words. "Babe, you know what I'm like, we aren't anything that I'm aware of so I'm a free man. If you want anything else, you gotta tell me." he replies, his voice sounding more soft as you actually begin to cry, which he hugs you as you do.

"I just thought you just wanted your cherry popped, y/nnie, I'm sorry for thinking so, mkay? We can get lunch together or something n cheer you up, we can speak about it." he offers & you just nod , leaving his arms as you wipe your tears away.

He gives you a smile before he wraps his arm around your shoulder, walking back the way he had just came from. "You can choose the place, but not too expensive since I'll pay as an apology present."

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thatnewweeb · 4 months ago

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Ice Cream For Breakfast | Bakugo Katsuki

Summary | Your very healthy boyfriend doesn't want you to have ice cream for breakfast

Content | Fluff, one sexual comment made by Bakugo

Word Count | 0.5k+

A/N | I had this idea and wanted to write it, but it ended up being pretty short and I wasn't sure where to go with it, so I might end up rewriting it at some point in the future

It feels like the heatwave has been absolutely kicking your ass.

The air conditioning in your dorm building broke on day 2 of the heatwave, and it feels like there's no escape from the overwhelming heat.

It's absolutely unbearable, to the point that you and your boyfriend have been sleeping as far away from each other on the bed as possible, unable to even think about cuddling with each other. It would be uncomfortable anyway, but even more so with his overactive sweat glands caused by his Quirk.

When you get up in the morning, you both put on as few clothes as you possibly can while staying decent so you can go to the dorm kitchen and get food.

"Whaddya want for breakfast?" Bakugo asks, walking over to the sink to wash his hands.

You consider for a moment. "Babe..."

He sighs. "What?" he asks, thinking you're probably about to say something stupid, like you usually do when you say 'babe' in that tone.

"I know it isn't the healthiest, but..." you hesitate for a second, thinking he'll probably say no and call you stupid. "Can we have ice cream for breakfast?"

He almost glares at you when you ask that. "Idiot," he tuts, "that's an awful breakfast. You're a hero student, and you want ice cream for breakfast?"

You pout. "Baby, why not?" you whine. "It's not like I constantly have ice cream for breakfast or anything. It's just for today because it's so hot."

He shakes his head, sighing. He stays silent for a moment, looking at you as you pout in the way you know he finds absolutely adorable.

After a minute of consideration, he tuts but opens the freezer. It was stocked full of ice creams and ice lollies by the class when the heatwave began.

He chuckles softly when he sees the way your eyes light up when he agrees.

He stands close behind you, leaning in close. "You're lucky you're cute," he whispers, his breath tickling your ear.

You giggle and pick an ice cream, taking off the wrapper, which Bakugo takes and throws away for you before getting his own ice cream, now also having one for breakfast despite his protests that it's unhealthy.

He watches you intently as you start licking and sucking your ice cream, leaning against the wall with a slight smirk on his face.

When you notice him, you tilt your head at him, wondering why he's staring at you.

Smirk growing wider, he leans in closer again. "You gonna do that to me later?" he whispers teasingly.

You crinkle your nose in mock disgust at his comment, cheeks going slightly red. "You're a pervert."

He chuckles. "I'm no pervert. You're just being so cute right now that I can't help but think about that."

You pout up at him before going back to eating your ice cream.

As the rest of your class starts waking up and leaving their rooms for breakfast, more and more people join you and your boyfriend in having ice cream for breakfast.

"Just so you know, this is the only time I'll condone having ice cream for breakfast."

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lihhelsing · 9 months ago

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"What do you mean you don't remember your first kiss?" Eddie asked, giving Steve that look he always got whenever he made the mistake of mentioning that piece of information about his past.

Steve shrugged, feeling uncomfortable and hoped Eddie would drop it. "I just don't remember it. Guess it wasn't memorable."

Eddie rolled his eyes, "You're telling me your first kiss wasn't memorable?"

"Yeah, man. It's whatever."

Now, both Eddie and Steve knew that was a lie. Not that Steve necessarily cared about something like a first kiss, but it bothered him that everyone seemed to have either a funny or sweet story to tell.

Like how Robin's first kiss had happened under a tree with her first girl crush, or how Nancy's first kiss only happened because the guy was kind of scared of her, or how Jonathan's first kiss only happened with Nancy.

"Do you remember yours?" Steve asked and Eddie nodded instantly.

"Of course I do."

Steve raised a brow at him and Eddie chuckled.

"It wasn't anything special, really. I kissed a guy under the bleachers and he never spoke to me again after that, the end."

Eddie was using that voice he always used whenever something bothered him.

"So it wasn't good," Steve said as he placed his hand on top of Eddie's. What was worse, not remembering your first kiss or feeling like shit about it?

"The kiss was ok. It was barely a kiss, I had no idea what to do with my hands and tongue and it was a little weird. Nothing to write home about, that's for sure. But I lost a friend that day and it really sucked. It made me think kisses are more powerful than they have any right to be."

And wasn't that the truth? Steve remembered other first kisses. Like his first kiss with Nancy, that he thought was gonna be the last first kiss of his life. He was wrong about that, of course.

"I know what you mean," Steve said. His hand was still on top of Eddie's but now Eddie was smiling.

And then he was grinning.

"I have an idea," he said, looking like a maniac. And Steve knew that couldn't be a good thing.

"Should I be scared?"

Eddie laughed. "Probably. What if..."

"Yeah?"

"We kissed."

Time seemed to stop for a second and then Steve was frowning at Eddie.

"What?"

"Yeah! Think about it, Steve," Eddie said, getting up. He always got restless when his brain started to work in full power. Steve thought it was kind of cute. "You can pretend this was your first kiss, so then when people tell you you can picture it and just make up some story about it."

Steve raised a brow, "I'm pretty sure that's not how first kisses work. Plus, what's in it for you? You remember your first kiss."

Eddie shrugged, throwing himself back on the couch and landing much closer to Steve than he was before. "Sure. But then I can will my brain to understand kisses don't have to mean something. This could just be a friendly kiss between two friends. Nothing else."

For some reason that didn't seem right, but Steve nodded anyway.

"Ok."

Eddie's eyes widened. "Ok?"

"Yeah, ok. Let's kiss and see what happens," Steve said. "What?"

Eddie bit his lower lip, "I don't know. I just didn't think you were gonna say yes."

Steve laughed, throwing his head back. Classic Eddie. His mouth was too big for his own good. Steve fucking loved it.

"Well, that's ok. I'll help you," Steve said, leaning in close.

He could see Eddie's eyelashes and the way his cheeks were tinted red. Steve placed a hand on the nape of his neck and heard the exact moment Eddies's breath hitched in his chest.

"Is this ok?" he asked. Eddie might talk a big talk but Steve wasn't about to cross any boundaries. If he said he was just joking Steve would pull back and pretend it had never happened.

But Eddie didn't, so Steve stayed. Close to him but still not kissing him.

"Y-yeah," Eddie said, nodding slightly. Steve smiled and buried his hand on Eddie's hair before leaning in and pressing their lips together.

The kiss was slow and sweet and Eddie was pliant on Steve's hand. For all his attitude, Steve kind of liked to shut him up like that.

Steve was about to pull back when Eddie whined in the back of his throat and pulled him close by the waist. He had no idea where all that came from but before he noticed he was straddling Eddie's lap and kissing him like his life depended on it.

Eddie tasted like cigarettes and Mountain Dew and Steve thought that combination might be his new favorite. He was so responsive as he kissed Steve back, opening his mouth and letting Steve explore as much as he wanted and all that while holding on to his hips.

Steve liked how Eddie's hands curled around him. Like they belonged there.

When it was becoming clear neither of them was interested in stopping, Steve pulled back so he could look at Eddie's face. All he could see was the pure want in his eyes.

"That's a pretty nice first kiss," Steve said playfully and Eddie snorted, squeezing at his waist.

"Oh, sweetheart. I'm glad," Eddie smiled at him and it was the greatest thing ever. "I can't say the same for my part of the deal though."

Steve frowned. "What do you mean?"

Eddie let his head fall back into the couch and closed his eyes. Steve felt his heart hammering in his chest. Had Eddie hated the kiss?

When he opened his eyes there was an intensity behind them that made Steve want to get up and run.

"I can't pretend it doesn't mean anything, Stevie."

Oh.

Before he knew it, Steve was leaning in and stealing another kiss from Eddie's lips. This time when they parted Steve didn't bother moving too far from him.

"Then don't."

#steddie #idk #I just had a thought and ran with it #first kiss #steve harrington #Eddie munson #stranger things #ficlet

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osachiyo · 10 months ago

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✧˚ 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐗 — dazai, chuuya, akutagawa, atsushi & tetchou .ೃ࿐

˚➶ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — female reader, n/sfw content (mdni), fluff + crack some of y'all will get second hand embarrassment, prolly the only thing i'll write about period sex, breaking the bed, spicy cunnilingus, accidental anal, reader hits her head in one of these but dw it's fine, overall just some silly stuff ! wc for each character is like 300-400 words long :) not proofread !

˚➶ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 — i've been putting this off for too long 💀 anyways, happy reading and enjoy ! also is it tetchou or tecchou idfk how to spell this dude's name 😭

"Nghh - fuuck— you're s'good at this, angel—" Dazai moaned, encouraging you to bounce on him faster. He had you in reverse cowgirl— watching your ass bounce on his pelvis as you jumped up and down on his cock, desperately trying to chase that release you've been working for.

"Feels— feels so g-good!" You cried out, pretty nails digging into his thigh, making him let out a pornographic moan - which made you clench on him even more.

Dazai groaned, grabbing handfuls of your ass and spreading them apart to see the mouthwatering view of your cunt greedily swallowing his cock. That's when he saw little streaks of blood coating his cock - mixed with your slick and his precum... and he realized that you must be starting your period.

If Dazai was being completely honest - he didn't really care about the blood, and no way he was stopping right now— when you're riding him so deliciously and looking so fucking sexy while doing it - he'd be insane (like he isn't already) if he were to stop you now. Plus, he didn't want you to get embarrassed— no, that's the last thing he wanted.

He definitely told you after sex, though. He was like, "oh yeah, you're on your period, by the way." It kind of shocked you how casual he was about it - which he noticed, of course. He'd laugh at your bewildered face, chuckling as you ask him if he's not grossed out. He'd wave you off, "sweetheart, do you think i'm a boy? Trust me, a little bit of blood doesn't bother me."

You were about to reply when a cramp hit you straight in the guts - making you hiss out and curl into yourself in pain. Dazai frowned, quickly sitting next to you to brush your hair out of your face - "you alright, sweet girl?" You groaned in response, "mm - yeah, j-just these damn period cramps are killing me."

Dazai pretended to think for a bit, even rubbing his finger on his chin to add the extra effect, making you roll your eyes at his silly antics. he looked deep in thought for a moment until you heard him snapping his finger, pointing at you with a wink - "aha! I know exaaactly how to get rid of your cramps." Your eyebrows pinched together at his words, knowing it's gonna be something dumb.

"Let's go for another roun— oumph!" You threw a pillow at him, resulting him falling backwards on his butt. "I knew you were gonna say that!" You groaned, kicking your legs - snickering at the way he rubs his bottom. "Gosh, you are just the meanest, aren't you?" He whined - making you giggle, "oh? well, that would make you the horniest!"

"Hey! I was serious - it really works— oumph!"

You were currently face-down, ass-up on Chuuya's lavish bed— as he pushed your face further into the pillow, cunt greedily sucking his fat cock in. He didn't even bother with taking off your clothes— just ripping them and grumbling about buying you new ones when you went to protest.

"Argh— shhiiiit- takin' m-me s'well, babydoll," growling, he pulled you up by your hair - back against his chest and fuck, you could feel him in the deepest part of you - hammering inside of your puffy pussy while reaching a free hand to play with that tiny clit. "Chuuya— C-chuuya!" You squealed, face landing on the pillow with an "oof!" as he pushed you back against it. "S-shut it, fu—ck! 'yer so tight," he almost whimpered, hand untangling itself from your hair to pinch and tweak at your nipples - before landing a mean smack on your ass.

He was speeding up - almost at an inhuman pace, as the headboard continuously slammed against the wall. But the both of you failed to notice the cracking noise - too lost in the pleasure, before the bed came crashing down.

'fuck, you're doin' so good ba— whAT THE FUCK—?!" Chuuya screeched as you both fell on the floor along with the broken bed. "Shit - are you okay, baby?" He quickly checked you for any injuries— only to see that you were still dazed, your mouth agape and eyes glossed over— too cockdrunk to even process that the bed broke.

“Argh— fuck it,” he thought, just going back to pounding your cunt as if it didn’t just break down. Making his pretty girl gush all over him was way more important— and plus, he could easily buy another bed.

You scolded him after getting your back blown out. But he couldn’t care less, if he was being completely honest.

In reality, it actually turned him on even more— his new goal from now on is breaking the bed everytime while fucking - from the sheer force of it. So um.. goodluck walking..?

You were cuddled up on the couch with your boyfriend of 6 months, watching a cute movie when you suddenly felt something stiff poking against your ass— how cute, you thought - biting your lip as you ground back against him, earning a sharp gasp from Atsushi.

Things escalated from that to you being on top of him— fervently making out, shy fingers digging into the plush of your hips as you continued grinding on his dick— moaning into each other's mouths.

Eventually you ended up on your back, with Atsushi rutting into you fast and hard as you threw your head back. He was inexperienced— but you had to say, what he lacked in technique, he made up for in enthusiasm. His face was buried in your neck, letting out puffs of hot air as he suppressed the urge to bite down on your shoulder and mark you up— he didn't want to hurt or scare you off.

"Oh— god, 'sushi that feels so—" you moaned, lips parting as you silently begged for a kiss - to which he gladly complied. "Fuck— yes, s'good—!" Atsushi moaned, eyes rolling back slightly as you clamped down on him further, you were close and so was he.

But somehow, he managed to slip out of your tight cunt— making him whine and quickly try to push it back in, desperate to feel your warm walls around him again. He slipped in with some issues— it felt like you had gotten tighter but he didn't mind. Holy shit though, it felt so much warmer and tighter no— "OW OW—! ATSUSHI!"

He immediately jumped upon hearing your pained shriek, "what's wro—" "Pull out - right now!" You sneered, glaring at him as he complied. "That was the wrong hole— you idiot!" You scolded, but your gaze got softer when you saw him sulking - he didn't mean to hurt you!

"I- I'm so sorry— it just accidentally slipped out a-and then I tried to push it back in and—" he was speaking really fast, trying his best to explain himself before you put your hand up, palm against his chest.

"I get it— sorry for yelling at you," you sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck as you climbed onto his lap. He nodded, still sulking because he felt so guilty— god, he just can't do anything righ—

"Don't beat yourself up for it, okay? It wasn't your fault," you spoke as if you could read his mind, making him relax his tensed shoulders as he nodded.

..You two just decided to continue the movie and cuddle the night away.

Akutagawa had you backed up against some large shelves inside a storage room, while you two were on a mission. He'd normally prefer to have you somewhere else— somewhere more private and comfortable but you just had to be a damn tease the whole fucking day, and now he's finally got his hands on you.

"So— fucking— desperate—" each word that fell from his chapped lips were accompanied by a mean thrust, the tip of his cock brushing against that one spot inside of your walls. He had you completely trapped against the large set of shelves with rashōmon— leaving you with no ways to escape him. "Haah— d-did a little bending g-get you this worked u-up?" You added fuel to the fire— making his right eye twitch in annoyance, what a lousy mouth you had.

He said nothing, though— only speeding his pace up, as heavy breaths and pants left him— an unusual flush spread across his cheeks. "You really— shit!— d-don't know when to shut the fuck up," he growled, as a pale hand found your tits— slapping the jiggling fat before landing a harsh slap to each.

Your back arched with each pound of his hips into your gooey cunt— both of you feeling lightheaded from the pleasure circulating through your veins. So lightheaded in fact, you both somehow failed to notice the heavy book on top one of the shelves inching closer and closer towards the very edge— a small impact against the wood would most likely make it fall.

"oh— AkuOWW—!" And fall it did— right on top of your head before it bounced off and fell on the floor. You yelled in pain, the dull pain making you head throb. Akutagawa just...paused— eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. He didn't know what to say— should he ask if you're okay? He's never been good at this stuff — so he just.. kinda... stood there and stared.

Made sure you're alright after he was over the initial shock, though — telling you that you should've seen it coming, earning him a few curses from you.

Tetchou had you spread on the couch, strong hands holding your thighs against your chest, giving him a perfect view of the soaked cunt he was about to devour.

"You look so pretty between my legs," you cooed, running your fingers through his burgundy locks. "Yeah? Well, I wish you could see my view, gorgeous girl," he spoke while nibbling the insides of your thighs— placing sloppy, open mouthed kisses wherever his lips could reach. His face was lightly flushed pink — your praises always made him hot and bothered, it encouraged him to do even better — make you feel even better.

A small moan caught in your throat when your boyfriend slowly peeled away the slick-soaked panties from your juicy cunt, pulling them down your legs before flinging them off somewhere. The cold night air hitting your bare sex made you try to clench your thighs back together — but to no avail, as Tetchou kept them apart firmly. He felt himself salivating at the sight of your exposed cunt — wanting to dive right in.

And dive right in he did, licking a fat stripe up your cunt, collecting your juices on his tongue before smearing them all over your clit, feeling your thighs shake and tummy clench at the stimulation. "Don't hold them back f'me," he let out a muffled grunt. "Your moans — don't hold 'em back," he clarified, before shamelessly shaking his head back and forth on your cunt — causing you to arch your back as your fingers tightened their grip on his hair.

"A-ah, Tetchou—" you threw your head back with a whine, trying to lift your hips up to grind into his mouth, to which he responded to by pushing you even further into the couch, "don't move," he panted, basically growling into your pussy. He couldn't help but hump into the couch — way too turned on by your pleasure.

It was all going great — amazing even, until you felt a light burn on your cunt, confusion lacing all your features. It didn't take long for the burning sensation to build up — the pleasure slowly disappearing, as discomfort kicked in.

"W-wait — Tetchou," you panted, trying to pull his head away from your aching (literally) cunt. Tetchou only growled in response, latching onto your pussy harder — you knew better than to interrupt him during a meal.

But it fucking burned! So you just yelled out, "it burns!" And felt him immediately pause — slowly lifting his head from the spot between your thighs and looking utterly confused, "what?"

"I — I don't know, but my pussy fucking burns," you snapped, worry laced all over your features.

Then suddenly, a look of realization mixed with mortification fills your boyfriend's face. You cocked an eyebrow at him, "what is it?"

"... I forgot I ate those... spicy noodles and... some of the sauce was probably still on my lips...."

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chellybean15 · 1 month ago

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Suck The Love Out Of You

Pairing: Father Charlie x succubus!fem!reader

Summary: When a sex demon walks into a church, she finds that the priest is a little bit irresistible.

Warnings: Smut!!! MDNI! 18+! Oral(m receiving), a little bit of ass play(m receiving), A little bit of fluff (because I'm a sucker for romance). Talk of murder and seduction. Flogging.

Notes: This my second fic I ever wrote so I apologize if its bad. This also my first time writing smut. The fic is a bit short, I couldn't figure out how to make it longer with the idea. This fic is actually really bad, gonna go cry now brb. Also I'm never writing butt stuff ever again. It made me uncomfortable but I aim to please, so i'll shut up now, xoxo.

The sky started to get dark as you were walking around, trying to find your next hunt. You were hungry, horny, and frustrated. You haven't had a man in hours and it was starting to get to you.

You're right by a church when you stumble upon the smell of a man. The realization that you'll finally be satisfied makes your panties wet. To quench the thirst, you walk into the church.

"Hello?" You question, looking around the church.

"I'm Father Charlie. Can I help you?" He asks. You rake your eyes across his figure. He's handsome. Something about him excites you.

" Hi, yes! I'm Y/n. I came here for some guidance. I have this dark side that hides in my head and I just wanna know how to get rid of it." You say, trying to make up a story.

"Please sit." He says as he points to the pew. "What is troubling you?"

Before you say anything, you take the silent moment to kiss him, trying to put him under your spell. At first you're unsure if he's even falling for it, until you feel him kiss you back.

His lips are soft and inviting. You crave more of him, so you force your tongue into his mouth. Which he easily gives in. After a few minutes of making out, he pulls away.

"We shouldn't be doing this. It's a sin..." He says aloud. He can't lie, you intrigue him but he knows that this makes him a sinner. Which he has dark secrets and desires of his own. You look at him weird and click your tongue.

"I'm a succubus. You really think I care about sinning? Yeah, i figured not." You declare, looking around. "Do you have a bedroom here somewhere?" You ask.

He nods and points down the hall. He gets up to lead you there. Thoughts are racing in his mind. What if he doesn't satisfy you? You're gonna kill him? His scarred back shivers at the thought. He wonders if this is Gods karma. Maybe he is supposed to die this way for his perverted thoughts.

Once you get to the bedroom, you push him on to the bed. Eager to get him out of his pants, you waste no time into pulling them off. After you get his pants off, you spot a box on his dresser. You walk over to it and open it up. The sight definitely shocking you a bit.

"Wow. You're a naughty boy, aren't you? Sex toys? That a priest owns? And you're worried about sex being a sin." You mock him. You pick up the butt plug. "We're sooo gonna use this. Not on me though. You!" You point at him. The look of panic on his face is priceless.

When you walk back over to him, you place the plug on the bedside table. Your attention back on Charlie, you get down on your knees, putting your hand under the hem of his boxers. Yanking them down, your eyes widen. His dick is huge, larger than any of the other guys you preyed upon. It has you wishing that he can satisfy you, so you can keep him around.

After staring at his dick for a few moments, you grasp it in your hand and bring it to your mouth. You look up at him to find him staring down at you with desperation.

Putting it in your mouth, he grunts. He grips your hair and pushes your head farther down, causing you to take more of his cock in your mouth. For once, you actually don't mind the man being in control. Bobbing your head up and down, you start to gag, causing spit to drip down his balls and on his asshole. It grants you an idea.

Pulling your mouth off him, you grab the butt plug off the side table. "You ready?" You ask. He nods eagerly. You put the butt plug up to his hole, that's covered in spit, slowly pushing it in. Once it's in, you look at him, proud of your work. Taking his cock in your hand again, you shove him back in your mouth.

This time your bobbing is deeper and sloppier which has him a moaning mess above you. You take your free hand and massage his balls while deepthroating him. After a few more minutes of sucking, he whines, "I'm about to cum." Which wasn't a really good warning since he came down your throat, a few seconds later. You pull off him, swallowing every last drop.

At the end of his high, he quickly gets up to find his whip. When he finds it, he brings it back to the bed so he can start his normal ritual for when he feels guilty.

"What are you doing?" You ask, a little bit worried. What was wrong with you? Had you grown a soft spot for the priest while you were blowing him? Of course not, you try to convince yourself. This has never happened before, you've never liked a man that you did stuff with. It was purely for your satisfaction.

"What we did was a sin, and now I need to repent. This is just how I do it." He says nonchalantly. He swings the whip back but before it can hit his skin, you catch the whip.

"Don't do that! Look, I understand that to you it might be a sin but I don't want to see you hurt yourself." You explain.

"Why?" He asks, stunned.

"Because I think I might like you, which is weird because this never happens. I don't want to see you hurt. Can we please just lay down on the bed?" She pleads.

"Yeah, of course. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you with the whole flogging thing." He states, as he pulls both you and him onto the bed to lay down. He can tell you're a bit sleepy.

"It's okay." You mumble. You crawl into his arms and let the noise from the wind lure you asleep.

#nicholas alexander chavez #nicholas chavez #father charlie mayhew #charlie mayhew x reader #father charlie grotesquerie #nicholas alexander chavez x reader #nicholas chavez x reader

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chilling-seavey · 1 month ago

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What He Deserves (gr63)

↳ A/N I have had this desire vision in my mind of having marble statue George Russell crying with pleasure while getting pegged for a while now. Of course, what else did you expect me to do but write it into reality? Thank you to @sadiethekoala for beta reading (and commenting on like every single line - I adore you). Also, this NSFW art inspired it <3

↳ Summary: George just won in Monaco and there's only one way he wants to celebrate. You wouldn't dream of saying no to his request; not when he deserved the world, and more.

↳ Pairings: George Russell x Fem!Reader (NO use of y/n)

↳ Word Count: 9.2k

↳ Warnings: 18+, NSFW, pegging, sub!George and softdom!Reader, erotic massage, handjobs, anal fingering, rimming, prostate stimulation, overstimulation and multiple orgasms (lotsss of cum), male and female masturbation, minor mentions of feet (but not in the kinky sense, more playful, but I'll put it as a warning anyways), choking, finger sucking, hair pulling, dirty talk and lots of praise, he cries from pleasure, use of toys (strap (obviously), cockring, and vibrator).

The moment you were in the privacy of his apartment, George was grabbing your arm and pulling you close, barely giving you a second to set your purse on the kitchen island before he was taking you over. His hands cradled your face as his lips lingered against yours for an off centered kiss and your arms were strewn around his shoulders to hold onto him. George parted your lips with his and deepened your kisses until your tongue was helping itself to his mouth.

He moaned softly and kept up with you expertly, filling the quiet apartment with the sounds of your wet kisses as his hands slid down from your neck to your chest and around your hips. He held you right up against him hungrily, kissing you like his life depended on it, like he had been deprived of you for ages. After winning in Monaco, he only wanted to come home and celebrate with you.

Pulling away from his sweet lips, you licked your own and spoke to him softly, “Let’s go to bed.”

He nearly grinned and let his hands fall into yours, “Yes, please.”

You walked down the short hallway together to the bedroom at the end of the hall and right away George took the initiative to start undressing; starting with his shoes and socks and then his shirt. As much as you loved undressing him yourself, the obvious eagerness he had to get himself out of his clothes made you watch fondly. For a moment, he stared right back at you as if expecting you to stop him. When his shirt was dropped to the floor and he reached for his slacks, you stepped forward to stop him with your hands on his.

“That’s my job.” you reminded him softly, staring into his eyes as you nudged his hands away and popped the button on his pants yourself.

George licked his lips before leaning in to kiss you again, sharing passionate kisses that stemmed from the lust that grew from your shared pride of his blossoming career and the love that followed right along with it. Blindly, you pushed down the small zipper on his pants and George moaned softly into your kiss, raising a hand up to the back of your neck to hold your lips on his as you undressed him.

“I need you.” he breathed into your mouth. “I need you so fucking bad, baby.”

You nipped at his bottom lip and tugged open the front of his jeans to let your hand slide in, earning your first feel of him against your palm as his underwear struggled to hide the sizable bulge he was sporting since leaving the paddock. He withered in front of you at your faint touch and you offered him soft kisses as you palmed him warmly over the fabric and rubbed your gentle hand over the shape of his hard cock.

“Baby.” he whimpered against your lips, his accent thick and warm. He raised his hands up to your face again as his eyes fluttered closed and he ground discreetly towards your touch.

“You’re a good boy.” you chuckled warmly against the corner of his mouth. He turned his head slightly and you pressed a slow kiss to his cheek before whispering against his ear, “You were such a perfect fucking boy today…you deserve to be worshiped…touched…adored.”

“I’m your good boy.” he whispered, already falling into the headspace of lust and desire that hazed his filter to nothing.

“Mhm.” you smiled against his cheek even as his gentle grasp on the sides of your neck tightened when you squeezed the shaft of his cock through his underwear.

“Oh God.” he choked out faintly.

You took your free hand and stroked his cheek as you offered, “Let’s get you comfortable.”

George shuffled his jeans off the rest of the way while you tended to the bed to create a cozy little set up for him. You took all the pillows and fluffed them up against the headboard so he had a comfortable spot to lay back against while still being somewhat propped up and he gladly moulded into the cradle of pillows in only his boxers, biting back his eager smile.

His hair was still a little damp at the ends from his post-race shower and as you took your place on top of him, one leg on either side of his lap, you let your hands trail down his toned body laid out before you. He was warm to touch and when your palms rested still over his chest, you could feel his heavy heartbeat thudding all for you behind his sculpted muscle and smooth skin. The way he stared up at you was glorious and you found yourself physically pulled towards him for a taste of that expression that craved you.

George’s lips fit with yours so perfectly and you rested against his chest as you kissed slowly, savouringly, skin pressed to skin in the artificial light of your shared bedroom. It was always better with the lights on; you always wanted to be able to look at him as much as you could. He was a masterpiece to you and you were completely in love with him and every inch of his body.

When you pulled away from his lips, George lifted his head from the pillows to try and chase you for more, exhaling softly when you sat back without giving him more. You rubbed his chest with your soft hands and he stared up at you as you straddled his lap and his fingers ghosted over your thighs impatiently.

“There’s my pretty boy.” you breathed, pushing your fingers through his messy brown hair and down the side of his face in a loving caress, encouraging him to lean into your touch with heavy eyelids. You tisked quietly, “God, you’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“Can you touch me please?” he asked with a soft smile.

“Of course, my love.” you leaned down to give him one more quick kiss, “Let me grab a few things. Take off your underwear for me.”

When you moved off the bed and crouched down to slide out the box from underneath it, George hurried to shove his underwear down his legs and he threw it off the end of the bed with the excitement that burned within him. You always knew how to treat him well and your shared collection that took up a section of space under your bed was only proof of that.

From inside the box you took out your purple dildo and black leather harness as well as the bottle of lube, massage oil, and a black silicone cockring. The box was left open on the floor as you returned to the bed where George had been sitting on his hands to keep from touching himself without permission.

There was a look of pride in his eyes as he looked at you, wanting you to praise him for his obedience and for his impressive boner that was standing tall in the cool air of the bedroom. The sight of him laid out nude for you always had a way of making your pussy throb from a single glance and you licked away your smile at the thoughts that whirled through your mind…all the things you could do to him.

“Beautiful, sexy man.” you breathed.

Resting back against the plentiful pillows, George watched as you joined him on the bed again and set your chosen items to the side. He reached a foot up to poke your stomach, “Are you going to get naked too?”

You peaked a brow at him, asking tauntingly, “Do you want me to?”

“Obviously.” he pulled a face back.

“Only if you use your manners, naughty boy.” you tisked, although you were already raising up onto your knees to pop the button on your jeans.

“Please take off your clothes for me, ma’am.” George asked formally, letting his eyes soak up your body as you shuffled out of your pants and then pulled off your shirt, discarding both articles to the floor. He slid his foot between your legs to rub against your cunt, “Bra and panties too, love.”

“Since when are you in charge here, huh?” you shoved his leg away but stripped completely bare nonetheless.

George licked his lips as he admired you and he tucked his hands behind his head proudly, “I think I deserve to look at my beautiful girlfriend after such a successful day.”

You slid your hands up his thighs and leaned in towards his face, hovering your lips just in front of his with a playful whisper, “I decide what you deserve tonight.”

You gave him a kiss. Then two. And then you were wrapping a hand around his throat as you forced your tongue in his mouth. George’s eyebrows furrowed as he moaned softly at your intensity, blindly lifting one hand from behind his head to slide around the back of your neck and keep you kissing him. Your thumb and fingers applied the perfect amount of pressure to either side of his throat and his tongue kept up with yours expertly, pulling more erotic wet kisses from your sweet lips.

But soon you were breaking away from his mouth to pepper your kisses down his neck in slow, taunting, trailing patterns. George’s head lolled to the side with a hum and his fingers rested gently against your shoulder as you gave him soft open mouthed kisses right up under his ear and when you teased it with your tongue, he shivered underneath you.

“You’re so perfect.” you breathed against the shell of his ear before drifting farther down his neck.

His skin tasted faintly of cheap team-provided soap from his driver's room shower and hints of champagne that he didn’t scrub off completely in his haste, and you breathed him in deeply to savour the scent of your man and the lingerance remanence of him doing what he loved. When you passed his collarbones, George let his hand join his other behind his head again and he watched as you kissed over his toned chest.

You then sat back on your knees between his parted legs to stare down at him while your thumbs took over in strong precise circles over his hardening nipples that caused George’s breathing to fall heavy. He licked his lips and shifted slightly, staring up at your face as you touched him gently, warmly. You pinched his nipples and he inhaled strongly.

“Jesus, baby, you’re so hot.” you confessed.

George just bit back his bashful smile and blinked up at you adoringly behind long lashes.

Your fingers rubbed purposeful circles over his nipples again and his dick twitched faintly against his abdomen with need for touch of its own. You made him wait a little longer - you had the whole night after all - and you leaned down to kiss across his chest again and you moved one of your hands out of the way to let your tongue take its place. Your tongue licked at his nipple in full strokes while his other was pinched gently by your other hand. After a few seconds, you switched sides, and George was shifting underneath you with a heavy sigh. You took his hint and continued kissing lower, a straight shot down to his abs.

Kisses were trailed downwards right between his faint six-pack before you dropped out your tongue to lick right back up your path. Your hands held his waist as you teased him with plentiful kisses and licks over his toned and flushed skin, making sure you weren’t touching his cock at all. But that perfect stripe of hair that grew between his navel and the base of his dick was always a weakness to you and you were drawn in to kiss it slowly, leading with your tongue in a little lick before pressing an open mouthed kiss to the thin dark hair. A few millimetres lower, you left another one, then one more, and just as George swore you were going to give him the relief of sharing your love with his aching cock, you instead left a few to his thighs and then sat back.

He whimpered faintly and squirmed on the bedsheets. But then you were grabbing his calves and guiding his legs up towards his chest a little and he took his hands from behind his head to hold onto the backs of his knees instead. You thanked him silently with kisses to the fair skin of his thick thighs as you lowered back down towards his body and licked teasingly at the round flesh of his ass.

“Baby.” George sighed out softly, impatiently, nearly holding his breath in anticipation.

You kissed over his ass and finally towards his perineum, giving him a testing little lick right under his balls. He flinched at your simple touch and you smiled to yourself and slid down onto your stomach to reach him better as you kissed over his asshole. Your tongue soon followed and you swirled your tongue around it slowly, feeling how the tight rim of muscle tensed slightly at your contact.

“That’s my good boy.” you whispered, licking up his perineum and back down again, giving him the first teasing hints of what was in store for him for the rest of the night.

“Sweetheart, please, can I touch my dick?” George whispered, his voice slightly strained.

“No.” you answered, pausing only long enough to kiss wetly at his asshole again, “Only I can.”

“Can you please, my darling?” George tried.

“You don’t want me to eat your ass?” you asked.

George hummed, “Yeah…but…I want this more right now.”

You kissed his ankle and sat back, “Okay, my love.”

George sniffed and pushed a hand through his hair as you reached for the small bottle of massage oil and you popped the cap. He was aching for it and the sight of you rubbing your warm hands together in the glistening substance had his cock twitching again and he moaned impatiently. You dribbled a bit of the oil onto his abs and over his dick too, earning a pleased hum from your boyfriend before the bottle was capped again and tossed to the side, giving you full reign of his body. Your slick hands ran up his waist and over his abs, warming his flushed skin with your soft palms and you smeared the oil over his body.

“My beautiful George…working so hard…deserves a nice little massage.” you cooed.

His eyes fluttered shut under the comforting touch of your hands and his head lolled to the side, arms draped over his head, trusting you to bring him that perfect relaxing warmth. You rubbed your hands over his thighs and his hips and over the arches and valleys of his abs and up to his chest, smearing him in the shimmering oil until your palms were gliding effortlessly. It felt amazing but George was burning for more and with his dick so achinging hard without touch, it was hard to stay comfortable, meaning he was starting to squirm against the sheets.

So you gave into him, knowing that the night was about reward and not punishment and you had led him on long enough. Your fingers grazed over his balls first, leaving a trail of oil in your wake as you gave him little touches. George hummed thankfully and he scooted a few centimetres down the bed towards you, slouching farther against his cozy embrace of pillows, and you moved your finger into your whole hand, caressing his balls gently. They were big in your hand, swollen with arousal, and as you touched them softly, tending to the most sensitive part of his body in tender rubs, George’s breath shuttered in his chest.

“Good boy.” you praised quietly and set your palm down to rub right up the underside of his cock.

It was finally the first proper touch you gave him and George gasped tightly, grasping onto the pillows on either side of his head. You rubbed slow precise strokes up his dick and back down to his balls, gently giving them a loving squeeze before letting them go and moving back up to repeat. The oil you had dribbled onto his cock helped to slick your hand up some more and make those consistent rubs easier, gliding warmly over him in dizzying perfection. George - with his eyes heavy with the calm bliss that found its way into his veins - let out little hums here and there as you touched him so lovingly.

“Want more, my love?” you asked quietly.

“Yes, please,” he whispered.

“Okay, come here.” you guided his legs to drape over yours on either side of your body so he was spread out for you and his hips were slightly elevated against your thighs. You lifted his heavy cock up from his abdomen and wrapped your soft hand around it, “Good boy.”

“Yes.” he exhaled shakily, eyes wide as you gave him his first proper pump. His expression withered and his teeth sunk into his bottom lip with a pleased whine, melting under your control.

“Does that feel good, my beautiful man?” you asked quietly, caressing his thigh with your left hand as your right gave him slow testing strokes.

“Mhm.” he hummed.

“You deserve it. You deserve to be treated so adoringly. Especially after today.”

A small smile pricked at the corner of George’s mouth at the reminder of his incredible race.

“Think so?” he pressed sweetly.

“Of course, baby.” you nodded, watching your hand pull long slow twisting strokes up the length of his thick cock. “You should be so proud of yourself.”

You moved your free hand up his body to his chest and slid your fingers warmly over his glistening skin and toned muscle right up to his neck. There, you gently let your hand straddle the base of his throat with the faintest of touches. He inhaled shakily.

“I’m so proud of you.” you continued your little rambling speech, jerking him off slowly, “My perfect man.”

“I’m yours.” he breathed, his voice meek and dreamy.

“You’re mine.” you agreed easily.

George twisted his fingers through the ends of his hair absentmindedly, his eyelashes fluttering over big blue eyes, letting you know quietly, “Feels really good, baby.”

You slid your hand back down his chest and instead used it to cup his balls and the base of his dick in a gentle squeeze, “I’m glad.”

He whimpered out sweetly, “Mhm.”

Your hand that stroked him off tended to the underside of the head of his cock with each stroke, making sure that the pad of your thumb rubbed over it every time. And then you were pulling your hand closer to the tip to give him short slippery curling strokes right there and George’s mouth fell open with a breathy moan.

“Good boy.” you praised.

“Uh huh-” George’s face scrunched up slightly and he lifted his head from the pillows to watch your hand around him pumping him in quick flicks of your wrist.

But then you slowed down again just as quickly and his head dropped back onto the pillows with a shaky exhale. You pulled your hand off him to gently run the tip of your finger along the slit in the swollen head, watching how it made his thighs flinch and his lungs to take in a sharp inhale.

“You have such a beautiful dick, baby.” you told him, although it wasn’t anything you hadn’t told him before. Your fingertip slid through some sticky precum that leaked out of the end of his cock and you then trailed your finger down to gently rub at the sensitive spot under the head, “I’d put it in my mouth right now if I didn’t want my fingers in your ass so fucking bad.”

“Fuck…please.” George choked out quietly.

You gave him a few more long sensual strokes of his cock before you leaned back to reach for the bottle of lube with your other hand, still holding him steady in your one. You popped the cap with your thumb and poured a generous amount onto his dick so it could leak down between his spread legs and full cheeks and you let your fingers smear through it too, right down to his asshole.

“Ahh, yes.” George breathed as your fingers swirled around his tight rim of muscle. He had only been craving it all evening. His hands grasped onto his own hair and his teeth sunk into his bottom lip in anticipation with his legs still spread and draped over yours.

With your left hand holding onto his cock, your right hand rubbed slowly, warmly, at his asshole to smear it generously in lube before you were cautiously pushing your middle finger inside. George’s breath hitched in his throat and his eyes screwed shut as you slowly eased your one finger a little deeper until you could feel the fleshy soft tissue under your fingertip and at first graze, George was flinching.

“There we go.” you whispered gently, “That’s the spot, isn’t it, baby?”

“Mhm.” George spread his legs a little wider for you.

You slowly swirled the tip of your one finger against the soft spot inside him, encouraging him to let out a little hum in appreciation as you gave him what he wanted while, at the same time, your left hand started to stroke his cock again. You were slow and gentle with him, easing him into the sensations that made his skin flush pink and your eyes kept careful watch on his expression for any hints of discomfort.

But he was perfectly blissful, licking and biting his lips with his arms draped lazily above his head to allow his body to be spread out for you, eyes closed, giving himself up for you gladly. Your hand around his dick squelched faintly with the lube and oil that slicked him up and you kept your pumps slow and gentle since the intensity of the pressure against his prostate would be the focus of your treat. George offered you little moans and breaths as encouragement and you couldn’t look away from him.

“God, you’re so hot.” you said honestly, “My perfect, beautiful man.”

“Mm, feels really good.” George mumbled.

He lolled his head to the side and blinked his eyes open to meet your gaze and he silently watched your two hands between his legs, one rubbing gently inside him and the other slowly stroking the full length of his cock. George slid one hand down his body, pausing to rub a little at his nipples himself, before moving lower to gently press his fingers at the base of his dick with a soft whine.

“Want more?” you asked.

“Yes, please.” he breathed easily.

You took your hand from his dick to grab the bottle of lube again and you leaked a bit more onto your finger that was tucked inside him, allowing your index finger to slick itself up in it too and then push in carefully alongside the first. George groaned lowly and his hand dropped from his body to grab onto the sheets beside him instead and as you curled your two fingers up to stroke against his prostate, he was moaning beautifully to the ceiling.

“Good boy.” you smiled, scissoring your fingers open a little to get him prepped properly.

George’s grip tightened on the sheets and his arm that was draped above his head fisted one of the pillows he was slouched back upon, the rise of pleasure in his body making his biceps bulge as his muscles tensed. He was a marble statue and you could have stared at him all day; the flush of his cheeks, the flutter of his eyelashes, the bite of his lip. He was beautiful.

George shifted slightly, requesting to you politely with words that were a little messy with pleasure, “Go a little harder inside.”

You curled your fingers a little stronger inside him so you were stroking and prodding more intensely against that soft spot.

His loud whimpering moan in response had you licking away your smile and George nodded to the ceiling, telling you thankfully, “Yeah, like that. That’s perfect.”

Your hand around his cock slowed down until you were simply holding it around the base, completely still, giving all your attention to the way you fingered him.

“Oooh fuck.” George whined shakily with his face screwing up slightly. His legs naturally lifted from either side of you to pull towards his body a little more so he was spread nice and wide for you, permitting your fingers full access to every part of him, and you gradually increased the speed at which your fingers curled inside him until you were flicking mercilessly at his prostate.

His head tossed back against the pillows with a groan that fell from his chest and the way his body tensed had the veins in his neck and his arms protruding slightly. You couldn’t stop staring at him underneath you - your own masterpiece to admire - and the way his mouth gaped and gasped towards the ceiling had you wanting to give him anything he wanted.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum.” he choked out.

“Yeah?” you kept your fingers going inside him, not daring to move even a millimeter, “Go ahead, my love, let it all out.”

George’s tight breaths grew more desperate and they kept catching in his throat as his body lingered on that precipice of pleasure. His cock pulsed in your one handed grip and you held it securely by a warm fist as his hips naturally tried to jerk up against your touch.

“You’re right there, aren’t you, baby?” you purred, keeping your voice gentle and slow. His thighs were starting to tense and shutter with how close he was and his head arched back farther against the pillows with a strained groan. You spoke him into it lovingly, “That’s my good boy. Look at you shaking, angel. You can cum for me, handsome. I got you.”

His entire body shuttered and his hands gripped desperately at the sheets when he came, his gaping mouth moaning and gasping to the ceiling as the first pearling hint of white leaked out of the tip of his cock. It twitched in your hand but you held it snugly as your fingers kept him going, watching greedily as more creamy white bubbled out of the swollen tip and dripped down the shaft of his cock.

“Oh, good boy, George.” you praised sweetly, keeping your hand still even as thick streaks of milky white cum trickled down over your fingers, “Good boy, angel.”

He was writhing against the sheets, whimpering and gasping across the bedroom. You finally moved your hand a little and with only one stroke up, more milky cum was tumbling out of his cock and down to the faint hair that dotted his fair skin across the base. His breathing was erotic in itself and when you slowed down and pulled your fingers out of him, he let out the softest little exhale.

You couldn’t help yourself but lean down to lick up the underside of his dick, cleaning up the streaks of cum left behind just a little but still mostly leaving him covered in his mess. George pushed his hands through his hair as he stared up at you wide-eyed and burning with lust. Since you had only made him cum from prostate stimulation, he was still perfectly hard and he was more than ready for anything you wanted to give him.

Your hands that were either streaked in lube or cum caressed his thighs as his leg dropped back down on either side of your body and you asked him tauntingly, “Now what do you want?”

George licked his lips, telling you quietly, “You know what I want.”

You rubbed his perineum, “Say it.”

Squirming at your touch, he groaned out a sweet, “Please peg me, baby.”

“You want me to fuck you, pretty boy?” you kept rubbing that soft sensitive spot just behind his balls.

“Uh huh.” he pleaded. “Need you inside me. Want you to make me cum like that again.”

Pleased with his begging, you smiled proudly and leaned down over top of him to give him a few kisses that he accepted happily and when you pulled away, his lips were left in the sweetest pout. You reached across the bed to your little collection of items that you had retrieved earlier and you grabbed the cock ring first. The mess just made it better so you didn’t bother cleaning him up before you were carefully rolling the snug silicone ring onto the swollen shaft of his cock, allowing it to glide a little easier along the mess of cum and lube and oil that covered him. He winced slightly as it was put on since he was so sensitive already and once it was secure in place around the base of his dick, you gave him a few strokes to get him ever harder.

“Gonna make you feel so good, baby.” you promised.

George squirmed slightly against the bed and reached a hand down his body to rest against his pelvis, trying not to touch his cock himself with how it throbbed.

You then reached for the harness and the strap-on and you clipped it into place over your hips and between your legs, making sure the purple dildo was secure in the front before you were grabbing the lube and popping open the bottle again. You poured a generous amount on the toy before closing the bottle and tossed it to the side, focusing on stroking the length of the dildo in your hand while your other took hold of one of George’s legs and guided them upwards. He bent his legs and kept them spread open for you and his hands naturally held onto the backs of his knees to keep them in place, and, as he did so, you slid your fingers into his mouth.

He moaned faintly around your two fingers you gave him and he sucked on them as he stared back at you, so cozy against the plentiful pillows. You could have spent hours just worshiping him, staring at him, making him moan and writhe and beg for you. But it wouldn’t be fair to not give him what he wanted. Not after such an incredible race he just won. You would give him anything after that.

While you watched him suck on your fingers, your lube streaked hand carefully angled the tip of the dildo against his asshole and you spoke down to him lovingly, “My perfect, beautiful race winner.”

George inhaled sharply through his nose in anticipation, blinking up at you from behind your fingers in his mouth, and as you gingerly pushed the strap inside him, his eyes almost rolled. He moaned around your fingers and his hands dropped to grab onto your thighs to try and slow you down a little. You shushed him sweetly and caressed his thigh comfortingly as you took him slowly, cautiously, watching how the expression of pleasure laced pain crossed his face and only more so when you pulled your fingers from his mouth.

He groaned lowly at the stretch from the sizable dildo that sheathed inside him inch by inch and his fingers pressed into the flesh of your thighs. Your hand that had just taken to his mouth wrapped around his throat instead and you held him down against the pillows as you eased into him deeper until the entire strap was buried inside his asshole.

“That’s it, angel.” you praised softly, “That’s it.”

“Fuck.” he choked out in the prettiest moan, linking his hands behind his knees again to keep his legs back, “Please move. Please.”

“Good boy.” you whispered, steadying yourself with one hand around his throat and the other resting against his abs as you started to ease out of him again, watching how the glistening purple dildo came back out almost all the way before you were pushing your hips back towards his again. Slow, cautious, letting him have a second to savour every inch you gave him.

“Oh my God.” George’s head dropped back against the pillows, “It’s so fucking big.”

“Do you want a smaller one?” you asked.

He shook his head quickly, “No. This…is so good.”

You smiled proudly down at him and kept your slow thrusts going to get him used to it again, “You look so adorable like this.”

“Adorable?” George chuckled breathily. “I look adorable taking it up the arse?”

Your hand around his throat tightened a little more, staring into his eyes, “Yeah. You look so fucking cute letting me fuck you like this. Pretty little blush…pretty little lashes…”

He let out a little hum as he stared back at you and spread his legs a little wider. His cheeks were flushed pink and his brown hair was in a floppy frazzled mess across his forehead but the look in his eyes was nearly sinful as if he were silently pleading with you to take him. With his body laid out under you, he was yours to do with as you pleased and you couldn’t stop staring at him and any part of him that could bless your loving gaze. The pout of his plush lips drew you in and you took your hand from his throat to rest against the pillows beside his head as you leaned down to kiss him slowly, locking your lips with his in a single lingering kiss.

George whined prettily into your kiss and let his hands move from holding his legs back to rest on your hips instead, feeling the movement of your thrusts as you fucked him tenderly. As you shared slow, sensual kisses, you started to fuck him a little faster, just to selfishly hear the way he moaned because of you and his eyebrows furrowed as he forced his lips to stay against yours. The sweet little smacks of your single kisses only grew more feverish as you thrusted the toy into him gradually.

“Ah-” George gasped out, grabbing your ass to try and tug you into him harder despite the way his lips fought to stay on yours, his moans muffled by your mouth.

But you had to pull away to breathe yourself too - being on top was quite the exertion - and he fluttered his eyes open to stare back at you with the prettiest expression. You praised him quietly, “Such a good boy for me. My sweet little race winner.”

“Please, baby.” he choked out shakily, his lips pouted in pleasure, Please fuck me harder.”

You sat back a little more to anchor yourself with your flat palms against his chest, keeping his eye contact as you started to give him stronger punctuating thrusts. The first one had his mouth falling open and the second had his head falling back, the third finally fucking a buttery moan from his chest that made you pussy throb.

“Oh God-“ he cried out, raising his hands above his head to grab two fistfulls of the pillows. His expression was glorious and the whimpery moans that filled the bedroom only had you needing to fuck him faster, making the bed start to creak underneath your effort. George tugged at the pillows with his legs splayed out wide in the air by his own free will, his sounds only getting louder and pitchier by the second.

“Good boy.” you breathed down to him, sliding one hand up his chest to wrap around his throat in a snug grasp. “You gonna cum again?”

“Yeah.” he rushed out, “Yeah, baby, please don’t stop-“

“Cum for me.” you encouraged gently, tightening your hand around his throat as his head arched back against the pillows, the clenched tension radiating down his neck.

George’s beautiful groan built up consistently in his chest until his head was raising slightly to watch as you fucked him into his second orgasm, his breath freezing in his chest for a second, mouth gaping, as more of that pretty white cream bubbled out of the tip of his swollen cock. He gaped up at you, his eyebrows furrowed in ecstasy, and he shuttered through the intensity that was only made stronger by the silicone ring that hugged the base of his dick.

“Fuck.” George squeaked out.

“Good boy.” you praised, taking your hand from his throat to set your palms flat on the pillows on either side of his body so you could lean over him, not stopping the quick messy thrusts of your hips.

“Fuck, baby.” George panted, grabbing onto your arms pleadingly as you kept going. He was still so fucking hard and it felt so good and he couldn’t help but wrap his legs around your waist to press his heels into your bum to pull you deeper, choking out a, “Yes.”

You were only going harder now to the point that your skin was clapping loudly against his and George held onto you pleadingly, his eyes being forced to screw shut with the overwhelm of it all. You were hitting that same perfect spot over and over again and it was literally bringing tears to his eyes and the look of his fucked out expression had you just slamming into him harder until the headboard was hitting the wall.

“Shit!” he cried, reaching up to grab your hair around the back of your neck as it tumbled over your shoulders.

With two snug fistfuls of it, he pulled your head down to rest your forehead against his. The steady panted moans that tumbled from his lips had you staring at him even with how close you were, watching how his eyes were shut tightly and his pouted lips were set in a tense pleasured frown. George’s fingers only gripped tighter to your hair and the heels of his bare feet pressed desperately into the flesh of your bum as he struggled to stay still underneath you.

His pleas tumbled from his mouth without thought, “Yes, baby, please don’t stop! I’m gonna fucking cum again, baby, please make me cum again. I’m your good boy.”

“Yeah, you are, angel. You’re my good boy. You sound so pretty when you moan for me.”

“Feels so fucking good!”

“Gonna make my perfect little race winner cum so hard.”

“Uh huh!” he let you fuck a steady chant of messy “uh, uh, uh” from his chest like he had lost complete control of his filter. His fingers pulled at your hair and his whole body was trembling underneath you, clinging onto you like you could save him. With your forehead pressed to his, you could feel the heat of his body and the slick of his sweat against your skin. Finally, George’s face was screwing up again and he cried out a whimpery, “Jesus Christ!”

Your fingers tightened on the pillows and sheets on either side of him and you praised him adoringly, “Just like that, baby. Cum for me.”

George’s whole body trembled as he came again from the rough pleasure of your strap hitting perfectly at his prostate and nothing else. Had hadn’t even touched his dick the entire time and yet it still leaked more cum from the tip in thick creamy globs that slipped down the shaft and onto the flushed skin of his pelvis. As his body was wracked with orgasm, his hands holding your hair only gripped you harder and he clung onto you tightly, tears dripping down his flushed cheeks.

“Yes.” he stumbled out, his voice shaky and tense, “Oh fuck yes.”

“That’s my pretty boy.” you praised against his cheek as you slowed down into deep grinding thrusts into his body.

George breathed hard, trying to catch his breath as he trembled underneath you and he dropped a hand down to grab onto your thigh to keep you in those addicting curling thrusts. He panted heavily, his flushed face staring up into yours with streaks of pleasurable tears down his cheeks and you kissed them away tenderly. His long lashes fluttered shut and he swallowed thickly, arms and legs still wrapped around you and you could feel his hard wet cock against your abdomen with how close you rested.

“Can you do one more for me, angel?” you asked between a few more gentle kisses to his soft cheek.

George chuckled faintly, “I dunno.”

You pushed your body away from his to sit back on your knees and your hands rested on his quivering spread thighs, giving yourself a proper view of the purple dildo still half tucked in his ass and the mess he made of himself with the amount of creamy fluid that you had fucked out of him until it was leaking down his cock and wetting the hair that dotted his pelvis in splotchy white. His dick was still hard and ridiculously swollen and throbbing, held snugly and proud in the silicone cockring, and you reached a careful hand over to gently trail the tip of your fingers down the underside of his cock. He flinched at your touch and the moan that slipped from his lips was erotic.

“It’s really sensitive.” he mumbled.

“Does it hurt?” you asked, keeping up those gentle pets along the shaft with only the graze of your fingers.

“A little.” George answered, staring down at himself too, “It’s fucking throbbing though.”

“Wants to cum too, huh?” you chuckled, sliding your finger down through the mess to his balls and you petted them gently too.

George let out a tight little grunt, “Mhm. My balls are aching.”

You rocked the dildo into him shallowly and he inhaled sharply, staring up at you, one hand held in mid-air as if frozen, waiting. You gave him permission, “Touch yourself for me, angel. As much as you want.”

With your permission, George wrapped his hand around his dick. He winced slightly with how sensitive he was to touch, and he gave himself a small testing stroke that glided easily with how streaked in cum he was. You slowly started to thrust into him again from your spread knees and he looked up at you with his bottom lip between his teeth and the most angelically sinful expression on his face, making you just want to ruin him again and again and again.

You matched the pace of his hand with your hips, allowing him to set the speed that he needed to get off but he was desperate and dizzy with pleasure and he just kept getting faster until you were pounding into him again. He choked back a sob with his face contorted in ecstasy and he stared up at you as his eyes struggled to stay open. The headboard kept hitting the wall with every hard thrust into his spread body and George jerked himself off in quick time along with you, greedy for more.

“Oh God.” he whimpered, his voice shaking. “Oh God. Oh God, I’m dizzy.”

“Breathe, baby.” you reminded him as you held his legs open by your hands on the backs of his thighs, keeping his spread for you to take as you wanted.

“Feels so fuckin’ good.” he cried. He sounded like he was about to burst into tears as his voice was quivering and breaking with every simple word. “Shit!”

The slick sound of his hand pumping his cock was erotic and you had the perfect view of it from between his legs, getting to stare up his entire body that was submitted to you. George’s head dropped back against the pillows with a loud whimper, taking everything you were giving him.

“You’re really hittin’ it straight on, baby, fuck!” George cried out, his eyes screwed shut and hand feverishly stroking his dick in desperate flicks of his wrist. His jaw clenched, the muscles of his thick neck pulsing with how tense his body was getting. He stumbled out a pitchy, “Oh, God, it’s coming.”

“Good boy.” you praised while keeping your sloppy pace into him, quite breathless from your exertion but desperate to get him there.

“I’m cumming! Fuck! Yes, yes, yes- sh-shit!”

George’s entire body tensed up and the way his muscles gripped so strongly around the dildo that time around literally forced you to stop for a second, even as you tried to keep thrusting into him through it. His eyes fucking rolled and his free hand tugged at the sheets as his head tossed back against the pillows, jerking himself off into his final orgasm for the night. He came so hard from the combination of the overstimulation, the cockring, and his hand on his aching dick that the first spurt shot right up to land across his chest and collarbones.

“Oh, good boy.” you moaned out, watching him shoot another thick ribbon right up his chest.

George literally sobbed, his face contorted in intense pleasure, and he writhed against the bed despite how he kept stroking himself off and you helped him along with a gentle caress of her perineum with your knuckle.

“Fuck!” George cried, tears streaking his cheeks as his chest heaved and his impressive cumshots decreased down to more thick trickles down the shaft of his dick and over his hand. His moans and whimpers were loud and beautiful and soon he had to take his hand off his sensitive cock while his feet pressed against your chest to try and ease you away. “Okay.” he huffed and sniffled, “Okay.”

You giggled proudly and held his quivering thighs as you gently pulled out of him, watching how the glistening toy bobbed in the air when it popped out of his gaping hole. Your fingers gently eased the tender area and you praised him quietly, “That was so fucking hot, George. You came so fucking much…look at you. You’re covered in it.”

George broke into a smile despite his breathless exhaustion, an arm draping across his forehead, and his blue eyes blinked heavily up at you, “Fuck, I’m really dizzy.”

“Okay, just rest for a second.” you unclipped the harness of the strap and discarded it to the end of the bed and he gently rested his legs down flat. You caressed his hips and his thighs and you warned him gently, “I’m gonna take the ring off now.”

“Okay.” he sighed.

He was already softening so it was a bit easier to take the cockring off and he groaned in slight relief from the end of the extra stimulation, letting him come back down to normalcy. You shifted onto the mattress beside him and joined him against his nest of pillows and brushed your hand through his hair, only pulling your hand back when your fingers touched something wet. Frowning in confusion, you nudged at his brown waves to find what was in there, only to soon discover what it was.

“Oh, my love, you have cum in your hair.” you giggled.

“Huh?” George reached a hand up to feel but you grabbed his wrist to stop him.

“And you have it all over your hand.”

“I have it all over everywhere.” he mumbled, separating his fingers in front of his face to watch how the white cream clung between his fingers in thin strings. He lifted his head up to look down at his body and the mess he was completely covered in and he sighed heavily.

“I’m jealous.” you teased, reaching to grab his wrist and you pulled his hand over so you could wrap your lips around his index finger, leading with your tongue to suck it clean of the salty substance.

George’s nose scrunched up but he smiled at you regardless, “You’re so nasty, you know that?”

“And you’re fucking hot.” you countered proudly, still holding his wrist as you leaned in to kiss his lips.

You shared a few single kisses between you and then you were rolling over to grab the tissue box from the bedside table and returning to clean him up. George laid there recovering while you knelt beside him and wiped him clean with multiple tissues, making sure to get a bit of a wipe from his hair too which made him chuckle and swat your hand away. He watched you patiently as you tended to him selflessly and you kissed his flushed skin as you moved farther down his body to shower him in innocent love.

George, who had been otherwise silent as you cleaned him up, finally spoke as you mopped up the mess around the base of his dick, “You didn’t cum at all tonight.”

You glanced up at his face for a brief second, not knowing what he expected you to reply with to a statement that was just a truthful observation, “No, I didn’t.”

“Do you want to?” he offered.

“You can barely hold your head up, baby, what do you plan on doing?” you laughed lightly.

“I dunno.” he shrugged. “Just want you to feel good too though.”

“I feel good when I make you feel good.” you reminded him, pulling another tissue from the box.

“You made me feel really good.” he promised. “I honestly almost forgot I even had a race today.”

“Oh my gosh.” you laughed jokingly, “Not my pegging being better than you winning Monaco.”

George smiled up at you and you wiped off his hand with another fresh tissue before kissing each of his fingertips when giving his hand back. He stared up at you with all the love in his eyes and you slid down on top of his wiped down body to feel the warmth of his bare skin pressed against your own, chest to chest. His arms easily snaked around your waist and you kissed his nose and then his lips and he gave your bum a two handed squeeze.

He whispered to you, “You said tonight’s all about me and what I want, right?”

“Mhm.” you answered, kissing his nose again.

“Well, after you watched me cum a ridiculous amount of times…I want to at least watch you cum once.”

You licked away your smile at his sneaky request, “Oh really?”

“Even if you just do it to yourself…whatever you want. I wanna watch.”

You kissed his nose again and then his cheek as if debating his plea.

“Please?” he tried, leaning up to kiss your lips.

You sighed dramatically although you couldn’t hide the grin that was apparent on your face and you rolled off of him to the side of the bed and you reached down to your box that had been left out on the floor in your rush earlier, “Fine. Just because I promised that tonight is all about you and you asked so nicely.”

George grinned and shuffled himself into a more comfortable position against the pillows and when you sat up again with the rose shaped clit sucker toy in hand, he raised his arm up to welcome you close. The used toys and tissues and bottles of lube and oil were still scattered across the bed but it was a lustful mess that you were all too familiar with when it came to each other. So you didn’t pay any mind as you got yourself cozied up under George’s arm and you draped your one leg over his to spread yourself open.

He helped himself to your pussy with a warm hand just to feel how absolutely soaked you were from having tended to him for the previous almost-hour. George licked his lips as he rubbed your pussy and over your swollen clit and you nudged his hand away when you turned on the toy. Instead, he took to your breasts with his greedy fingers and he pinched your nipples and leaned in to kiss your neck as you set the toy onto your clit. You were so turned on that the first touch made you flinch in his arms and George chuckled against your neck as he trailed soft kisses up to your cheek.

“Fuck,” you breathed, “this is not going to take long.”

“See? I know you. You wanted it badly.” George tisked.

You leaned your head against his with his arm still around your shoulders and your nose scrunched up with a soft groan falling from your chest, toes curling. George cuddled you close and he reached down again to spread your pussy open a little more to give the toy clear access to your swollen clit and you flinched again.

“Fuck.” you groaned.

“Doesn’t that feel so fucking good, my love?” he taunted against your cheek, staring down at your hands between your legs, sharing the work side by side.

“Yeah.” you whispered, dropping your head back against his arm as your eyes fell shut and your body squirmed slightly. The small moan you let out had him smirking proudly and your pretty sounds only grew louder as the buzzing toy got you closer. “Oh, George-” you squeaked.

“Good girl.” he whispered, “Cum for me, beautiful. Show me how fucking gorgeous you look when you cum. Come on.”

Your free hand flew up to grab onto his as it hung loosely over your shoulder from how he held you and he laced your fingers together proudly, staring at you and how you writhed and whimpered and moaned for him. Your hips pushed up against the toy and your leg that was linked over his only tightened in silent pleas for release.

“Cum for me.” George spoke against your cheek with just enough space between you so he could keep a close eye on your expression, “Be my good girl and cum for me.”

Your mouth dropped open as you came and your gasps froze in your chest, body tensing and cunt pulsing under his fingertips even when he wasn’t touching you directly. You moaned his name to the ceiling and he swallowed it up with his lips on yours, sharing sloppy love-stemmed kisses that made your hand grip tighter to his. The toy was blindly turned off as you grew sensitive to its intense touch and you dropped it aimlessly onto the bed to focus your attention on your boyfriend and his perfect kiss.

“I love you.” you both said at the same time before falling into light laughter and shared breaths of overwhelm.

You pulled your hand from his so that you could rest it against his chest as you turned to face his naked body and he still held you close around your shoulders, letting the forms of your figures mould effortlessly together in blissful ecstasy. Sharing a few more chasté kisses, you had to pull away because you were smiling too big and you nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his natural scent that felt like home to you.

With your hand caressing his soft skin of his bare chest as your heart threatened to beat right out of your own, you spoke to him in an honest breath as if testifying to the stars, “God, you deserve the world.”

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zegrasdrysdale · 7 months ago

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matthew knies smut — losing ur v card to him

[ helping hand ] m. knies

paring : Matthew Knies x fem!reader

summary : Matthew helps his best friend out after she asks him to take her virginity

warning(s) : smut ! loss of virginity, virgin!reader, light dirty talk, slight hair pulling (blink and you'll miss it tbh) oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, protected sex, use of pet names during sex (pretty girl, baby, etc.), multiple orgasms

author’s note : felt like writing something cute so i decided to tackle this request and make it as cute as i could. this is my first time writing for kniesy so if it’s bad then pls tell me lol

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Being a 20-year-old virgin sucks. Every time she tries to hook up with a guy, she blurts out that she’s “never done this before” and it scares him away. Needless to say, she is getting very tired of being a virgin. She's loves sex, but she's never gone all the way with a guy.

Tonight was just another reminder that she's never been fucked. She thought that after her date, he'd take her back to his apartment and she'd finally lose her virginity. Then he said that his mom was going to be home soon just as things started getting heated, right after she had said that she's never gone all the way.

It's a tiring pattern.

She's frustrated, and frustration means stomping up to her longtime best friend's Toronto apartment a little before eleven. She pounds her fist on Matthew's door then waits. There are light footsteps behind the door before it's pulled open.

Matthew looks like he just woke up, and she feels bad. His Toronto hockey shirt is a little wrinkled and he's wearing sweats. His hair is a complete disaster. "Did I wake you?" she questions.

He yawns, but shakes his head no. "I was just closing my eyes," he tells her. "I thought you were out on a date or something. Why are you here?"

"You'll never guess what happened," she sighs as she walks past him into his apartment. "I did it again."

Matthew laughs and shuts the door behind her. "You need to stop," he comments. "You're never going to lose it if you keep telling guys that you haven't gone all the way. You're twenty."

"I know!" she groans as she plops down onto his couch. "It's like a get scared or something and it just comes out. I wish I could just get it over with and then it won't come out."

He sits beside her and she looks up at him. "Don't rush it," he tells her. "It's not all that anyway. Just wait until you find someone you trust and genuinely like."

A light bulb flicks on in her head. She sits up and turns her body to face Matthew. "Will you?"

"Will I what?"

"Sleep with me so I'm not a virgin anymore," she finishes. He raises his eyebrows and looks like he's about to object. "I mean, I trust you with everything I have. You're my best friend. You're not bad looking. I've known you for years, Matthew. I'd be okay if you did this for me. It wouldn't change anything with us."

Matthew thinks about it. She knows by the way he sighs and runs his fingers through his messy hair. "You're sure about this?" he questions. "Because I don't want to do this then-"

She rolls his eyes in frustration and cups his jaw. She pulls him into a kiss, and it surprises her when she feels her heart beat out of her chest when her lips meet his. Even Matthew is thrown off by the kiss. He immediately pulls back. She drops her hands to her lap.

"I'm not going to regret it, Matt," she tells him as her eyes meet his. Have his eyes always been this pretty and blue? She's never been this close to see how blue they are. "I promise. It might bring us closer as friends if we do this. I'm not going to stop being your friend because you slept with me."

He still doesn't seem very convinced. "This is going to change us," he tells her. "No matter what. I just want both of us to be ready for that."

With a nod, her eyes flicker down to his lips for a second before returning to his eyes. "I know," she replies. "Just ... please. I'll never ask you for anything ever again if you do this for me."

Matthew searches her face for any signs that she doesn't want this. He won't find any. If she's going to lose her virginity to anyone, she wouldn't mind losing it to her best friend. She wants this.

He doesn't say "okay" or anything like that. All he does is grab her chin between his thumb and pointer finger. "If this is what you really want then I'll do it," he says to her, voice slightly higher than a whisper.

"I really want this," she confirms. "Seriously."

His eyes drop to her lips before he leans in and gently presses his lips to hers, and her eyes flutter shut. Her heart beats out of her chest with how soft and gently he kisses her.

The kisses don't immediately turn heated and needy. Matthew makes sure of that. When they do though, she climbs onto his lap in the red minidress that she's wearing. She straddles his thighs and wraps her arms loosely around his neck. Matthew's hands drop to the bare skin on her thighs.

Her heels clatter to the carpeted floor beneath them with a thud. Her fingers find a home and curl in his locks. She tugs gently and a soft noise comes from Matthew. She smiles into the kiss that follows and tucks this piece of information away for later.

She traps his bottom lip between her teeth and pulls back. She watches it snap back into place. Matthew looks up at her and she sees that his eyes have darkened a bit. There's a dark fire between them and she can tell he's trying to hold himself back.

"Pretend it's not me," she tells him as her hands drag down his neck and chest until they come to a rest on his torso. She play with the hem of his t-shirt. "I can tell, Matt. You're holding back because it's me."

Matthew shakes his head. "I'm holding back because I want to do this right," he replies. "It's not because it's you. I want to make sure that it's perfect for you."

"Then don't hold back," she whispers to him as she attaches her lips to his jaw right under his ear. "It'll be perfect no matter what."

A shaky sigh passes Matthew's kiss-bruised lips. He kisses the swell of her ear and she keeps working at his jaw.

Before she realizes what's happening, Matthew slides his hands to the back of her thighs and stands up. She wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. "It's insane how easily you were able to just pick me up like that," she comments.

"I work out everyday," Matthew replies as he makes his way down the hallway to his bedroom. "Sometimes twice a day. I lay hits on grown men that weigh as much as I do or heavier for a living. I hope that I can lift someone up that is nearly a foot shorter than me and weighs less than what I bench."

She can't contain the giggle that rises in her throat as he crosses the threshold into his room. "That's kind of hot of you, Matt," she admits. "I mean, I don't know how you're single when you bench more than I weigh."

He kicks the door shut behind him and gently sets her down so she's flat on her feet. She sees the flush in his cheeks despite the dimly lit room. She smiles and gets on her tiptoes to instigate another kiss. Matthew has to lean down to kiss her because of the heigh difference between them. His hands rest on her cheeks and she rests against the door.

They stand there for what feels like an eternity. She's almost certain that the lace panties she has on under the dress are ruined. She hasn't be able to stop thinking about Matthew's fingers on her thighs while they were in the couch, not to mention the fact that he was able to pick her up with almost no effort.

Her fingers curl around the hem of his t-shirt and she pulls at it. "Off," she mumbles against his lips. "Matt, please. Off."

The kiss breaks and Matthew reaches down to pull the fabric over his head. Her eyes rake his body and it's very obvious that he works out every day. Her fingers trace his abs and she bites her bottom lip.

Okay, maybe he's more attractive than she's let herself admit. She's never really allowed herself to look at him like this. She's never let herself admire him like this.

Matthew hooks his fingers under the very thin straps that sit on her shoulders. She looks up at him and notices how focused he is on his actions. He pulls the straps off her shoulders and lets the dress fall so it pools at her ankles. She's in her strapless bra and matching panties. She notices Matthew's eyes drink her in.

She puts her hands on his chest and gently pushes him in the direction of his bed. She kicks the dress off so she can follow him. As soon as Matthew sits back on the bed, she crawls onto his lap. Her knees bracket his thighs. She leans in and ravishes his mouth with hers. One of his hands finds its way to her curls and he holds the back of her head so she can’t break the heated kiss.

Without realizing she does it, she rolls her hips against his. He hums and his other hand comes down on her bare waist.

A surge of confidence overcomes her and she reaches behind her. She unhooks her bra and lets the red lace fall between them. She tosses it somewhere at the same time Matthew breaks the kiss.

Her entire body shakes with nerves.

It’s just Matthew. They’ve been friends since his first year at Minnesota. Best friends since his sophomore year. She visited him earlier in the season and fell in love with Canada so she moved into an apartment down the street from him.

She can do this.

Matthew lifts her head up and says, “I’ve got you. Okay? I have you. Whatever you want.”

“I want you,” she tells him. “Please. I need you.”

He moves back on the bed and flips them over so he hovers over her. Her curls create a halo around her head. Matthew thumbs her swollen lips and trails it down over her chin, over her chest, between her breasts, and down her stomach until his fingers rest at the waistband of her panties. Goosebumps follow his fingers down her upper body.

She can feel the bulge in his pants so she bucks her hips up to grind her clothed core against the bulge. “Shit,” he gasps. “You can’t just do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’ll come before either of us are ready.”

She lets out a light laugh. “We wouldn’t want that, now would we?” she teases.

“Shut up,” he mumbles before shutting her up himself with a deep kiss. She smiles and hooks her fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants.

She pushes his sweatpants down and over his ass. He helps her out and kicks them off.

When she tries to put her hand in his boxers, Matthew stops her. He breaks the kiss and shakes his head. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. I’m going to make sure you feel good and make sure you’re comfortable, okay?” he says to her.

“Okay,” she replies, voice barely above a whisper.

With her permission, Matthew hooks his fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulls the thin fabric off her body. He tosses them to the floor and she lets her knees fall open.

Matthew attaches his lips to her jaw, then slowly trails his lips down her body. He makes a quick stop when he gets to her breasts. He gives each one a little attention and she lets out a soft noise. She bites her lip to keep from making any embarrassing noises.

He lies on his stomach and throws her legs over his broad shoulders. She watches as he presses soft kisses to her leg trailing from her inner knee and up her inner thigh. He stops right before he gets to her core.

“Already so wet for me,” he comments. She nods and grabs a pillow to rest her head on so she doesn’t get a crick in her neck.

That’s when Matthew slides a finger through her soaked folds. A whine passes her lips and she looks down at him with her eyes. He teases her entrance and she gasps, “I- Matthew. Don’t tease please. Do something.”

“Didn’t think you were a begger, pretty girl,” he replies. She shoots him a glare and he laughs.

She’s about to say something to him when he wraps his lips around her clit. “Oh my- fuck” is what comes out of her mouth instead. Matthew hums and sends vibrations through her entire body. He slowly pushes a finger into her and her back arches off the bed.

Matthew’s free hand slides up her body and cups one of her tits. She didn’t pick Matthew to be a boob guy, but today is full of surprises.

Soft pants pass her lips as Matthew keeps using his mouth and fingers to bring her closer to an orgasm. He adds a second finger and her hands fly to his hair. Her breathing has gotten extremely labored and soft noises consistently pass her lips.

He’s so careful with his movements, so precise. He knows what he’s doing, and she’s not at all surprised that he does. She didn’t realize just how much he knew. Despite never actually hooking up before, it’s like he knows her entire body and what she likes.

Once a third finger is inside of her, Matthew curls his fingers in a “come here” motion. She gasps and a knot forms in the pit of her stomach. “Matt,” she groans. “I- Matthew.”

“Let me hear you,” he tells her. “Wanna hear you when you come on my fingers. Can you do do that for me?”

She nods and hums. “Yeah,” she breathes out.

“Go ahead, pretty girl,” Matthew says. “Come for me. I can feel how close you are.”

His lips are back on her clit and she’s coming seconds later.

Her back arches off the mattress as her walls clench around his fingers. Her body turns into jelly as he fingers her through what’s probably the strongest orgasm she’s ever had. She swears she blacks out.

Her breathing is extremely labored as Matthew withdraws his fingers. She whimpers at the loss and watches him crawl up her body when her vision comes back. He smiles when he sees how out of it she probably looks.

Matthew peppers her cheek with soft kisses as she comes to.

“You okay?” he asks. “Can you do one more?”

“Mhm,” she hums. “Want you inside me, Matt. Please. I need you.”

He captures her lips in a soft kiss and she groans when she tastes herself on his lips.

It’s a very quick kiss. Matthew reaches over into his bedside drawer and pulls out a tiny foil package. He puts it between his teeth as he pushes his boxers off his body. She bites her lip as Matthew’s dick pops out of the confines of the boxers.

She accidentally saw his dick one time before now, and it looked nothing like it does right now. “Jesus, Matt,” she gasps. “Is it gonna fit?”

Matthew laughs and slides the condom onto his dick. “I promise it’ll fit,” he tells her.

He hover over her between her legs. The tip of his dick lines up with her entrance and she shakes. Her heart races in her chest and she stares up at the pretty boy above her. “Slow,” she tells him. “Okay? I don’t know-”

“Tell me if you need me to stop or if it hurts,” he interrupts. “I’ll move at your pace, okay? I have you.”

She nods. “Go.”

Matthew slowly pushes into her. She gasps as the unfamiliar stretch and grasps onto his biceps. The deeper he goes, the more it hurts. She pushes through though and pain eventually turns into pleasure.

He moves so slow though that it’s almost painful. She wants him to ruin her but she wants to be able to walk in the morning. Whatever that will look like.

She reaches up and slides her hair into Matthew’s hair. His eyes lock with her as he bottoms out in her. Her lips are pressed in a line. “Okay?” he asks.

With a nod, she says, “I’m okay. Give me a second. You’re fucking big, Matt. Damn.”

He laughs. “That’s not my fault,” he replies. “Most women I hook up with like it.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t like it, asshole,” she retorts. “I said I needed a second.”

Matthew laughs again and she pulls him down into a kiss to shut him up. He licks into her mouth and she groans.

Feeling ready, she rolls her hips. One of Matthew’s hands rests on her waist and he meets her movements.

It’s slow, but it feels good. He slowly but deeply thrusts into her. She moans into Matthew’s mouth and he swallows every noise. Her hands slide from his hair to his back. She gently digs her nails into his skin.

He speeds his movements up a bit and she throws her head back against the pillows. “Fuck,” she gasps. “God. Matt.”

“Okay, baby?” he asks. “Good to keep going?”

She nods. “Like you mean it,” she pants. Matthew’s smile reaches his ears.

Matthew throws one of her legs over his shoulder and is able to move deeper into her at the new angle. She cries out his name and he attaches his lips to her neck. He’s covering her entire body at this point. It’s not only his dick that’s big. Matthew himself is a bigger guy.

He slows his movements but continues to bury his cock in her. The knot forms again in the pit of her stomach.

“Matt, I-”

“Me too,” he interrupts. “This is about you. I’m not gonna come until you come on my cock, pretty girl.”

She feels tears in her eyes as she tries to keep herself from coming. It feels too good and she doesn’t want it to end yet.

Especially since this is probably the first and last time she gets this from Matthew. She wants it to last.

Matthew slides a hand between them and as soon as his fingers find her clit again, she comes.

His name is on her lips as he fucks her through what is definitely the strongest orgasm of her life. Her entire body shudders as she comes. Her vision goes white for a hot second and she completely melts against the mattress beneath her. Her legs fall to the bed.

He comes into the condom before he pulls out of her. They’re both panting messes as he ties off the condom and throws it out. She very lazily crawls under the covers and Matthew joins her.

There’s a comfortable silence between them as they both recover from their highs. She finally gains feeling back in all her extremities and looks over at him.

“Thank you,” she weakly says.

“For?”

“Doing that for me. It was fun. I enjoyed it.”

Matthew sits up in bed and leans back against the headboard just as she went to curl up next to him. “I should’ve said something before we did that,” he admits to her.

She sits up and holds the blankets under her arms to keep herself covered. “What?”

He bites his kiss-bruised bottom lip for a second. “I have feelings for you,” he confesses. “Genuine feelings for you and I feel guilty for saying yes before telling you that.”

A day full of surprises.

She’d be lying if she said she didn’t feel the same. There is a reason she asked him of all her friends to do this for her. She’s always known he was attractive, a genuine guy and an incredible hockey player.

She’s damn lucky that Matthew agreed to have sex with her.

Matthew looks terrified. She smiles and drops her head to his shoulder. “You should see the look on your face,” she laughs.

“I’m being serious,” he tells her.

“I know,” she replies. Her chin rests on his shoulder. “I like you too. Why do you think I asked you to do this and not someone else?”

He blinks. “I thought you were just tired of being a twenty year old virgin,” he flatly states.

“There was that but I wanted it to be you,” she admits. “I guess I was just shooting my shot.”

“You’re ridiculous,” Matthew laughs.

She crawls onto his lap and lays on him. “When do I get one of those cool jackets the wives and girlfriends have?”

“You want one?”

“I do,” she tells him as she looks up at him. “Is that okay? If I got one?”

Matthew smiles and nods. “I’ll get you one.”

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 3 months ago

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Hello!! Love your writing. Not sure if you are doing requests, but ANYTHING Logan Howlett x Plus Size reader would be awesome 💗🤩

fem!plus size reader, wc: 582.

a/n: THIS IS SICKENINGLY SWEET OH MY GOODNESS. maybe this may seem out of character to some people, but in my opinion, I think logan is a big ol' softie.

cw! mentions of knarly injuries and stitches + mentions of a needle.

Okay yes, Logan might be brooding, and emo and mysterious but God forbid that you actually get hurt, because this man would lose his shit (in less than dignified words).

Let’s say metaphorically you go out on a mission and when you come back, you’re a little worse for wear. You already know by the time you make it to the clinical room Logan would have raised hell on his path there.

You have a few seconds of silence as you sit down on the medical table before you cringe at the sound of Logan’s voice booming down the hall. Jean gives you a look and all you can do is sigh exasperatedly.

You love him, you really do, but your head hurts and so does your side, which has been gracefully exposed to the open air, a less than preferable gash ripped through your skin. You’re trying really hard not to look at it - or even think about it - rather focusing on the Wolverine who’s now glaring at you.

“The hell happened?”

“Wow Logan, I can really feel the love.”

He gives you a look that makes the next bite of sarcasm die in the back of your throat. Instead, you replace it with another fruitless sigh.

“Big nasty metal thing,” You say with a wave of your hand, “‘Was just throwing shit at people and I got hit with a nice piece of shrapnel, but I’m good.”

“Good? You call being cut up like that good?”

“I really don't want to fight right now, Wolvie.” You pinch the space between your eyes. He softens ever so slightly at the intimate nickname and it doesn't take a mutation to know that the extra presence of your peers wasn't needed.

“Just let me stitch you up and I'll leave you guys to talk.” Jean says, already tweeding the thread through the needle. You wince, sparing a glance at the redhead before reaching Logan's eyes once more.

“This is going to fucking suck.” You grimace.

Taking the hint, Logan walks and hops onto the bed as gently as he can so as to not jostle you. He doesn't speak when he takes your hand in his, squeezing it ever so slightly in a show of alliance.

When Jean gets started you force yourself not to look, turning your head to bury it in Logan’s burly shoulder, breathing in his cigar scent stained flannel. It’s comforting to say the least, and it’s the only thing keeping you from passing out. The worst part was the numbing needle really.

“Alright, I’m done.” She says, slipping the medical gloves off and throwing them away.

When you make eye contact with her, she gives you a knowing look. “I’ll leave you to it.”

The room is silent for a moment before he speaks. “What were you thinking?” It’s a petulant grumble, and you smile fondly. “It wasn’t like I actively tried to get myself hurt, you know.”

He sighs, and pulls away from you so he can cradle your cheek.

“You’re gonna be the death of me one day, you know that?”

You laugh out loud, leaning forward to rest your forehead on his. “I guess you’re just going to have to keep up with me then, old man.” You tease. He smirks, “Old man? Really?”

“Mhm.” You nod with a grin. Logan places a sweet, long peck onto your lips.

“Maybe I’ll just handcuff you to the bed.”

You snort, “I’d like to see you try.”

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solstice-stuff · 4 days ago

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Sub/Bottom Grim X Dom/Top Male Reader

(I started writing this a few months ago when I was sick, and since I'm sick again I might as well finish it)

(really short) (drabble?) (spoiler warning for Grim's name)

Whenever you'd have a bad day at work Casper would immediately know just by the sound of your footsteps, he'd be willing to do anything to cheer you up. He's on his knees for you in seconds of you asking for help in relaxing. He'd cry out when you grab his hair and start thrusting into his mouth.

He would look so adorable as he sucks you off, he's never done anything like this before and he can't help but gag whenever he tries to take your whole length. Head bobbing on your dick as he moans around it and humps your leg.

He'd be trying to silence his moans so much whenever you touch him, he'd throw an arm over his face to muffle the noises leaving his kiss swollen lips.

He would be so embarrassed the first time you fuck him, the way your touch left behind a hot tingling sensation on his body, god he wanted you so bad. The way you said his name made him shiver, he'd used toys before, but to actually have you inside him was almost too much. Your cock reached all the right spots, he was seeing stars every time your lips made contact with his skin.

He'd try not to scratch you as you thrust into him, hitting all the right spots that make his vision go white as he arches his back and moans and whimpers. He's so embarrassed over the sounds he's making, but he can't help it, not when you're making him feel so good.

Sorry it's so short, I have a terrible cold right now and can't really focus on writing anything longer since I also wanna get something posted today😭

I promise that I'm working on other wips too this week so hopefully I'll have something to post next week

#sub casper #a date with death #casper adwd #casper a date with death #top male reader #bottom character #sub character

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itwasntimethatdidit40 · 2 months ago

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You look like a fun place to sit.

Gif credits

Pairing: Neighbor!Frankie Morales x f!reader

Words count: 2667

Rating: + 18, MDNI

Summary: You decide to enjoy a night at the movies, your neighbor Frankie ruins it all. Or maybe not?

Tags: pov second person, no use of y/n, fluff, sort of romcom vibes (?), smut, enemies to lovers, age unspecified but they are both full grown adults, Frankie is annoying but also cute and lovely and fucking gorgeous, reader has hair, breasts and vagina, other than that no other description of her is given, fingering (f receiving), sexual acts in public places (again? Again. I'm not even particularly interested in doing that irl I don't know what to say to you, please forgive me), pet names (honey, baby, princess), arguing, kissing, no use of Spanish because I terribly suck at it and I don't want to butcher another language LOL. If by chance I realize I forgot something I'll add it right away.

It’s my first Frankie ff and I’m so incredibly nervous to post it you all! I really hope it doesn’t sucks because I had so much fun writing it today in one sitting ‘cause I’m just an impulsive impatient mess. (Leo sun and Aries moon, what do you expect from me if not chaos? I had nothing a few hours ago, I even skipped WIP Wednesday and btw thanks for the tag @almostempty 🩷)

Title comes from a gif of Karen Walker from Will and Grace that I saw last night, it made me laugh a lot and this thing was born LOL

As usual, English is not my first language so please be gentle, no beta and no proofreading, it’s tiny and it’s all my fault, I’m sorry 💀 Thanks to anyone who will read this!

“Excuse me, you should stand up, that’s my seat”

Frankie turns, looking at you with a surprised expression “I don’t think so, you’re wrong” he replies.

Ugh, your neighbor.

Frankie lives two houses away from you. Last winter you had a fight at a neighborhood meeting because you pointed out that he keeps forgetting to put the recycling bins back in, and he told you to mind your own business and called you an hysterical witch.

A stupid fight that ended up with you not saying hello to each other and various other arguments about your flashy Christmas lights or his overgrown yard. You and Frankie fight constantly, about everything. And now he's here.

You glare at him “I’m not wrong at all, look” and you wave your ticket under his nose “P10, see? It’s my seat and you’re rude”.

A grin spreads across his face “listen, honey, I don’t know where you got this ticket, you probably made it yourself, I bought it a moment ago and it’s the same seat”

He takes a card out of his pocket and hands it to you, remaining comfortably seated with a large popcorn box.

You look at the ticket, him again, the ticket again “how the hell is that possible?! I booked it on their website a week ago”

He sneers “I told you! It must be a system error, I don’t know, I’m not getting up from here”

You are furious. The theater is filling up and you absolutely don’t want to leave, you have been waiting for this movie for months and you have inspected the theater map choosing a seat that would guarantee you the very best view.

“I bought it first, so I have more right to be here than you do,” you say firmly and Frankie laughs.

“Where are we, elementary school? Listen, honey, go buy yourself another ticket and leave me alone.” He replies crunching on popcorn.

The way he calls you “honey” irritates you deeply, it sounds like an insult.

“I’m not going anywhere, YOU get the fuck out of here” you hiss.

“No” he simply replies and then he turns back at the screen pretending you’re not there.

“Truly a gentleman, as usual. I have no words.” you roll your eyes and search for an usher to ask for help. No one is there.

The movie starts in 5 minutes and you don’t want to miss anything you paid for. If you went to the box office right now to complain it would take forever to get back in.

“Fuck” you exclaim and sit down next to him huffing. You are sure that someone will make you get up very early and it pisses you off.

Frankie continues to nibble on his popcorn and looks at you with an extremely amused expression, it seems like the show has become you.

“Why do you care so much about this movie anyway?” he asks you. “Does any of your relatives happen to be in it?“

You’re fuming.

His teasing tone, his vaguely Spanish accent, his smirk, the sound of him chewing, everything bothers you.

“No. Shut the fuck up” you tell him with a death stare.

You won’t tell him that your favorite actor stars in it, that you have every photo from the set of this movie saved on your phone, that you’ve read every article about it, and that you couldn’t wait to enjoy it on the first day of screening.

You can already hear his raucous laughter. No, you would never tell Frankie anything like that.

“You're not one of that guy's crazy fans, are you?”

“What guy?” you ask him, pretending not to know what he's talking about. “Gladiator is one of my favorite movies, that's all. I just wanted to watch the sequel in peace. Someone is stopping me, though”

“That guy, I bet you like him, what’s his name? Paul Pascal?” he stares at you searching for every little involuntary movement on your face that might give you away.

“Oh for God’s sake, what are you doing here anyway? Do you even know what you're about to see? They are Paul Mescal and Pedro Pascal, two different people, you uncultered swine.” You yell. This guy is impossible.

“Yeah, whatever, so which one do you fancy?”

“Fucking nobody” you lie “I just want to watch a movie after a horrible week at work, okay?” You try to play on his guilt. If he has one, you think.

“Well, I've had a rough week too, okay?” he shrugs without stopping to give you that annoying little smile. “And it's not my fault that this theater is having problems with its computer system.”

You glance at him, wondering if he's telling the truth, it's impossible to guess from his face.

People keep sitting in the front rows and you start hoping that luck will be on your side and that no one will make you get up.

“Okay, look, now we're going to watch this movie and then we'll go our separate ways, please don't bother me anymore"

“As you wish, princess” he replies ironically.

You don't even answer him, you're too busy checking that no other people come in.

Finally the opening credits start to roll and the doors close with a dull thud.

You made it, despite this unbearable guy, you feel victorious.

You begin to relax in your chair and you don't know why you turn to look at him, lingering on his face for the first time in months.

His eyes are fixed on the screen. In the dim light you observe his raven curly hair tucked under his baseball cap, his dark eyes, the line of his prominent nose, his scruffy beard, his mustache, just above a pair of lips that seem made for kissing.

Really, truly, gorgeous.

You're so busy arguing with him all the time that you never realized how handsome he is.

He's wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of jeans, you can’t help but admire the way the fabrics hug his body so deliciously.

He’s just your type, built up in all the right ways, you find yourself unable to take your eyes off him until the last second. Then the movie starts and you look away.

He’s still your number one enemy, what the hell were you thinking?

When Pedro first appears, you shift in your seat, crossing your legs.

“FUCK” you scream internally “here we go”

Unbelievably stunning in his armor, you’re basically drooling.

You try to stay as composed as possible but Frankie is next to you and notices.

He comes closer to you and whispers in your ear “So it was all about this guy… the fuss before” You feel one of his large hand brushing your arm that is resting on the armchair and you try with all your strength to remain still even if he causes a storm inside you and especially in your panties.

“Shut. Up.” You hiss, without moving your gaze. You feel his breath on your skin and it’s intoxicating.

He chuckles “Yeah, that was I was thinking” and throws another popcorn into his mouth.

Your cheeks burn and you're thankful you're in the cinema, in the dark.

“What’s so special about this guy?” Frankie approaches again “is his penis platinum by any chance? All my female colleagues at work are crazy about him”

You turn to look at him with the desire to slap him “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”

“Okay, okay, I was just asking”

You hate people talking at the movies. You wonder if you could have a more annoying guy than Frankie next to you. Probably.

Hotter? Probably not.

This dude hits on your last nerve but he makes you horny at the same time.

Terrible combination.

Frankie settles back into his seat and resumes watching the film.

You can't help but look at him from time to time and your desire grows. even if you're offended that he didn't even offer you his popcorn. Rude.

His mouth pouted and his eyebrows furrowed as he seems all focused on the movie makes you want to cup his face and kiss him.

You can still feel the warmth of his hand on your arm and his breath on your neck.

Concentrate, you tell yourself, it's the neighbor you hate, the neighbor you hate, the neighbor you hate. Fuck. You want him so bad. This revelation drives you crazier than Pedro half naked on screen.

At a particularly bloody scene you involuntarily turn around and hide your face on his shoulder.

You feel his arm around you “hey, it’s okay. I’ll tell you when it’s over” and he holds you tight the whole time.

He smells clean and fresh, like citrus and sage with a light hint of cigarette that you assume he smoked right before entering.

Your mind goes fuzzy and your pulse races at an impossibly high rate.

“You can look now” and it takes you a few seconds too long to register his words.

“Th-Thanks” you mutter, shifting back to your place.

Halfway through the movie the lights come back on and Frankie bursts out laughing looking at you. “What?” you ask him with wide eyes “what is it that makes you laugh so much?”

“Your face” he grins “it's clearly painted on it how much you want that guy. He turns you on, huh?”

You roll your eyes “Oh my God! Can't you go sit somewhere else? Two rows down, look how many free seats there are”

“I like it better here”

You cuss, there’s no way to get rid of him.

He has something magnetic that destabilizes you, your eyes fall involuntarily on his neck, slide along his broad chest and stop at the crotch of his pants. From the way he sits you can clearly see that he is quite big.

“What are you looking at?” he asks you amusedly.

You immediately look up. “Nothing”

“Nothing my ass. Did you like what you saw?”

Fuck. He noticed. You're done for. You hate to make him understand that after all, yes, you like what you saw. He seems pleased, proud, you would so much like to wipe that little smile off his face. As much as you struggle to admit it to yourself, you like him.

“Well, maybe…after all, you look like a fun place to sit”

You can't believe you actually said that.

Frankie's response is not long in coming, his eyes immediately darken and his smile twists in a mischievous way.

The lights go out again and you feel him tug gently on your arm “come here, pretty”

He sits you down on his lap and as the movie starts again he whispers “was that what you wanted the whole time? Were you offended that I didn’t invite you?” you can clearly feel his smile spread across your skin just before he places his lips on your neck.

You would like to say something back but his closeness makes you confused and excited.

He sucks your skin like he's hungry and you moan in the dark "shh baby you gotta stay quiet while I give you what you want”

You don't know how but you find the strength to reply, "God, you're so arrogant.”

He tightens his hands on your hips, pulling you towards him, now you are practically sitting on his cock. You feel it pressing against your ass, trapped in his pants.

A rush of pleasure wets your pussy and you bite your lips to hold back another moan, you hear his hoarse voice in your ear “Maybe. You like it though” You hate to admit that he is right.

The heat of his body envelops you pleasantly, he raises a hand to one of your breasts and squeezes it over your shirt. You like his hands. They are big, expert and eager to touch you, they make your head spin.

You completely forgot about the movie, which seemed impossible to you, if they had told you you would have laughed in their face. In no universe would you have expected this.

“God” you whine “oh my God” His hand slides under your shirt and reveals your breast pulling down your bra, it is still covered but now you can feel his skin against yours. His fingers gently grasp one of your nipples, pulling and twisting it.

“Open your eyes, baby. Watch the movie like a good girl” his voice sounds authoritative, it irritates you and another rush of pleasure floods you at the same time.

“It’s not that easy” you mutter between your teeth as you feel his other hand dangerously approaching the hem of your skirt. He slowly goes up, as you try to hold back and make sure no one notices what he’s doing to you. Luckily, everyone seems enthralled by the film.

At this moment you don't even know why you started arguing so fiercely, if you had known before you would have tried to smooth things over a long time ago.

His fingers reach your panties, you feel them barely touching you and you already feel yourself burning with anticipation.

They move under your skirt, pushing your panties aside, grazing at your outer lips and then dipping inside you “Fuck, you’re soaking”

He moves them up and down between your folds, gathering your wetness towards your clit.

You feel his heavy breathing on your neck, his tongue running over your skin and his teeth nibbling on you.

“Fuck, Frankie” you cry

“Eyes to the movie”

You want to turn around and straddle him but there isn't enough room and Frankie holds you firmly anyway.

He applies pressure on your clit just right, starting to move two of his thick fingers in circle over it, the motion of his hand is partially hidden by the fabric of your skirt and your moans die in your throat one after the other. Frankie is rubbing away your sanity, you feel possessed and delirious under his touch.

Your last shred of control is torn by his fingers entering inside you, claiming your cunt as his, curling and scratching at your spongy spot.

Your eyes are still fixed on the screen but your vision is totally blurred, you see nothing, you understand nothing, you only feel Frankie pumping incessantly inside you while continuing to rub your clit with his thumb.

You feel the soft reverberation of his voice behind you, close to your ear “good girl, you're taking me so well”

The subtle Spanish accent in his voice now seems to you the most erotic sound in the world, sweet, melodious, addictive.

He takes you to the edge, you throw your head on his shoulder, shutting your eyes so everything goes black and you only feel him, until even biting your lips doesn't help anymore. He covers your mouth with his hand as you explode in a devastating orgasm, you moan against his skin, between his thick fingers that have just left your breast and you already miss them, feeling full and satiated by him.

He uncovers your mouth and kisses your neck, pressing his hand to your hip to keep you from slipping off his lap as your body trembles against his.

“Shit” you mutter “Frankie…oh my god”

“Do you think we can stop arguing all the time now?” He playfully says as he nuzzles at your hair.

“I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked, you know, I’m just like that” you reply, grinning and turning around to finally fix your eyes on his.

“I noticed it”

You take off his cap laughing and put it on backwards and before he starts to protest you kiss him deeply, licking into his mouth, tasting butter and salt on his tongue.

“Take me home”

“The movie isn't over yet,” Frankie observes, and you reply, “that means you'll have to take me to see it again and you’ll pay”

“Fine to me, princess”

#pedro pascal #frankie morales x you #francisco morales #frankie morales fanfiction #frankie catfish morales #one shot #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales smut #pedro pascal character fanfic #pedro pascal character fanfiction #ppcu

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actuallysaiyan · 3 months ago

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my hand slipped present mic + You’re so cute when you're pussydrunk.” + “so pretty taking me”

warnings: unprotected sex, alcohol, teasing, dirty talk, Present Mic being vocal thank you for your hand slipping

It didn’t take much for you two to end up back at his place after a few drinks at the bar. You and Mic had been friends for a long time, and you probably had a crush on him for just as long. When he suggested getting some beers after work, you couldn’t say no.

One beer turns into three, and then the two of you are on stage for the karaoke contest you didn’t even know was happening. And of course with the Voice Hero as your duet partner, the two of you rocked it. The night was like a dream come true. You two even dance together, leaving you feeling like you were floating on a cloud.

Now that you two were in his apartment, you were starting to feel the effects of the alcohol just a bit more. You sit closer to him, touching him a bit more. His cheeks are pink now, and you wonder if it’s because of the booze or because you’re flustering him.

“Heyyy, you did so well with the karaoke tonight!” He looks at the little trophy they presented to both of you.

You nudged him softly, “Couldn’t have done it with my partner.”

He shrugs, “I don’t know! You have a great singing voice!”

Then you look at him and your eyes lock. He’s looking at you from the top of his glasses. You always found his eyes so alluring. This bright green color that you could lose yourself in for hours on end.

“What is it? Something on my face?” he asks, his words just a little slurred.

This is when you gain a little courage and grab him by the lapels of his jacket and pull him into a deep kiss. Hizashi moans softly, clearly surprised but not mad at all that you kissed him.

Everything that happens after this is a blur of you two kissing, tearing off each other’s clothes and then you climbing on top of him and teasing both of you by allowing his cock to slip between your folds.

“Fuuuuckk! Do you know how good this feels?!” Hizashi can barely keep his voice down. He’s thankful for living alone for the first time in a long time.

You’re panting as you continue to grind against him. The fat head of his cock keeps catching on your clit, making you shudder.

Both of you are already so aroused, panting and whining at the stimulation. You never knew that you could render Present Mic into just a moaning mess. He can barely form words as his cock slips between your folds over and over. You giggle and he looks at you with such a lustful gaze.

“You’re so cute when you’re pussydrunk,” you tease, giggling as you let the tip of his cock prod your hole.

Hizashi gasps when you slowly begin sinking down on his length. He watches as your eyes roll back the minute he bottoms out. He clings to you; his painted nails leaving crescent moon indentations in your skin. You take a second to adjust to the stretch before you begin bouncing up and down on his cock. He’s moaning and whimpering.

“Fuck I knew you’d feel good but I mean…haaaah fuck right there, yes yes good girl!” He babbles on, his voice loud and full of lust.

You lean in and kiss him deeply, sucking on his tongue. Then when you pull away for air, Hizashi is smirking up at you.

“Look at you…so pretty taking me like this.”

His green eyes are hazy with his true feelings for you. His hands are on your hips, guiding you to ride him even just a little faster and deeper. Present Mic knows he could easily get addicted to this type of feeling, and he’s not about to let you go anytime soon.

dividers by: @adornedwithlight

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sugarnspice630 · 7 months ago

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PLEASE im begging you can you please write mean dom!Seonghwa x sub fem!reader but the reader has daddy kink

Hi anon! Thank you so much for you request love! I am happy to write this for you. I hope you enjoy, and have fun!

•pairing: mean!dom!Seonghwa x fem!sub!reader

•word count: 2k

•tags: soft to mean dom Hwa, daddy kink (obviously), teasing, reader is very horny, hair pulling, leash tugging, collars, oral (m receiving), ass smacking, vibrator use (f receiving) ...did I miss anything? probably

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“Seonghwa, I can’t help it! You have this control over me that no one else has, and my body craves you constantly!” You begged. You had been begging Seonghwa to help you out for hours now. You were horny all day, and you just had an itch that only Seonghwa’s dick inside you could satisfy. No toy you used on yourself today was cutting it.

“Oh really? You like me that much, huh?” He cooed as he placed his hand on top of your head. You couldn’t help but whimper at his touch. You wanted him badly. Your eyes began to haze over as your body turned itself on autopilot and went into a sexual daze. The look on your face was one of eternal bliss. Having Seonghwa just lightly touch you was driving you mad, but of course you wanted more. No matter how much you whimpered and moaned softly at his touches, he was not giving in to your plea. As a matter of fact, he enjoyed watching you struggle like this. It sent chills through his body to see you so down bad for him.

“I-I can’t help it.”

“I know you can’t~.” He taunts as he runs his hand down the side of your face and rests his fingers under your chin, lifting his finger up so you are forced to look up at his face. He stares into your eyes for a few seconds, and you can’t help but feel a pool of wetness begin to form in your panties. The forceful gaze in his eyes was enough to make you want to rip your clothes off right there and have him take his way with you.

“D-daddy~?” He hums in response to the nickname, still looking deep into your eyes. “I....I can't take this feeling anymore!”

“Well, I don't know~. I’m not sure how to help out my little whore~.” You had enough of his taunting and quickly grabbed onto the sleeves of his shirt.

“Please daddy! Do something!” You cried out and pouted. Desperation was flowing out of your voice.

“But it's so much fun seeing you like this~. So desperate for me.”

“I-I'll do anything~!” You whimper and grip tighter on his sleeves.

“Anything?”

“Y-Yes! A-anything! Whatever daddy wants!” He pauses on your words for a few seconds, delaying your so-sought-after release even longer while he thinks about what he should do.

"Well, what I want-.” He stops mid-sentence, grips the back of your head, and pushes you down to the ground. You fall to your knees with a whimper at his force. Lifting your head up by your hair, you see him lick his lips and teeth before pulling his face into a smirk. “-is for you to suck.” He uses his free hand to guide his belt off and pull his pants down just past his hips. You eagerly reach out to help him pull his underwear off so you can start pleasing him. You knew you were not going to get any special treatment if you didn’t please him first. He chuckles at your eagerness, excited to see you under his command, but he pulls you away from his crotch with the hand wrapped in your hair. You let your mouth hang open slightly and looked up at him, confused.

“Since you're gonna act like an obedient pet, I might as well do this.” He grabs your collar, which was adorned around your neck, to signify that you were his, and attaches a leather leash to the ring in the front. “Much better~.” He purrs out. He wraps the leash firmly in his hand and pulls you back towards him; now your face is just inches from his rock-hard cock. You whimper when he tugs on the leash as you fall forward a little bit, but your balance is good since you’ve had lots of practice being on your knees in front of him. You open your mouth and gently kitten lick his tip; he shudders in response to your action.

"Fuck, you’re so good for me.” You start to take more of him into your mouth, making sure to lick and please him just how he likes it. Seonghwa is letting out groans and huffs from above you, motivating you to make him feel good so you can get rewarded as well. Occasionally, he rocks his hips into your mouth, forcing his cock to hit the back of your throat. Your eyes fill with tears as you gag slightly, but you don’t let it stop you. Suddenly, Seonghwa pulls you off of his cock. Confused, you let out a whimper at the lack of oral fixation in your mouth.

“After I lay down, get on the bed. Ass facing me and up in the air.”

“H-Hwa-.” You stutter out, your brain foggy from being thrown off course.

“I’m not asking you again.” He snarls as he tugs up on the leash, lifting your body up, and then drops the leash from his hand to make his way over to the bed. You nod softly with a small pout on your face. His demeanor changed so quickly, and you wonder what happened. You watched as he laid on the bed and patted his leg for you to come over to him. You got up onto the bed and crawled over to him, lining your body up right above where his cock was, then turning around so your ass was facing him and your mouth was aligned right near his member. Seonghwa grabbed onto your knees and pulled them closer to his body, causing you to fall forward closer to his dick, letting out a soft chuckle.

“You are going to finish me off while I play with you. Got it?”

“Y-yes daddy.” You feel a harsh smack on your bare cheek and whimper out.

“What was that? Didn’t quite hear you.”

“Yes daddy!”

“Now back to sucking slut~.”

Seonghwa firmly smacked your ass again, making you let out a moan. You wasted no time getting back to business. As if you had no interruption in between, you slide all of him back in your mouth, not caring about your gag reflex or anything. He was still slick with the pre-cum you had spread around before moving locations. While you were sucking, you felt Seonghwa’s weight shift on the bed. That must mean he was leaning over to grab something. You continued to suck him off when a faint buzzing sound in your ear preceded a small “oops” from Seonghwa, and then the buzzing stopped. He had grabbed the vibrator that was next to the bed. It was your all-time favorite one to use. Your face flushed red, but you continued to do your job by bobbing your head back and forth. Seonghwa placed the toy against you and rubbed it along your slit, making sure you were indeed ready to take it inside you. Seonghwa turns on the vibrator, and immediately, you feel more motivated to suck him to completion. You moaned around his dick.

“You’re such a fucking whore.” Seonghwa says lowly as he feels your passion coming through. Grinding your hips up and down to get more pleasure from the vibrator. Seonghwa pushes it deeper into you, and you place your hands on the sides of his legs, allowing you to take him further down your throat. Your hands grip onto the bedsheet, and you moan around him again. Eyes filled with tears, but not a single sad thought running through your head. To change up the pace of things, you slide yourself off of Seonghwa and stick your tongue out to lick him from base to tip. Panting out as you do so due to the pressure in your stomach building up from your favorite toy.

“F-fuck~.” Seonghwa mutters out. You can’t see him, but you know he is tilting his head back in ecstasy cause you are making him feel so good. Seonghwa changes the speed on the vibrator to increase the vibrations, rubbing it up and down your pussy and, every once in a while, sliding the tip of the toy into your hole. Enough to tease you and drive you crazy.

“D-daddy~? I need you n-now~.” The desperation for his cock had been building up, and you figured if you begged nicely, you could get what you wanted.

“You’re gonna get what I give you, and that’s it. Don’t you dare ask me for things like that.” He says through gritted teeth. Fuck, guess you’re not getting anything. “But since you want to whore yourself out to me-.” He pauses his sentence as he takes the vibrator off of you and slides himself out from underneath you, forcing you back down on your hands and knees on the bed. He rips your panties off of you, and you feel the cool air blow across your soaked area. “I’m gonna be as rough with you as I want.” Seonghwa grabs the sides of your hips harshly and forces himself inside of you. “Fuck!” You moan loudly at the sudden intrusion.

"Mmm, that toy got you nice and ready for Daddy~.” He grips tighter onto your hips, his nails digging into your skin, definitely leaving marks.

“T-This was way before the toy d-daddy~.”

“Shut up.” He barks as he leans his body down and reaches out to grab the leash still wrapped around you. He wraps it around his hand again for a good grip and pulls it back toward him. The tightness of the collar pushing into your airway and choking you out just the slightest bit. You can feel him picking up speed as he continues to lean down against your back. The angle his dick is hitting you makes you feel so good.

“Mm fuck~ my little fucktoy feels great tonight~.” His free hand smacks the side of your ass, and he continues to pound into you. You can’t help but moan and whimper at the sensation. The tugging on the leash making you see faint stars in your vision. His hand leaves your hip and grabs the back of your head.

“Such a fucking slut~! Does this little bitch crave more~?” You nod your head softly and let out a closed-mouth moan. Seonghwa, with no hesitation, pushes your head into the bed, shoving your face down into the mattress. “You dirty fucking whore~. Taking pleasure from being a toy~.” He halts his thrusts. With the hand still on the back of your hair, he grips your hair, pulls your head up, and leans down to your ear as close as he can, whispering softly. “How pathetic~.” You wince at the lack of pleasure inside and from him pulling your hair.

“I-I am pathetic~.”

“Damn right you are~.” He continues his thrusts, pounding into you harder than before. You are nothing but a moaning mess. Such beautiful noises for Seonghwa, and only Seonghwa. “Mmm I fucking love those moans~.” He lets go of your head and brings that hand back to your side. Forcefully smacking your ass yet again.

“Mm~ y-yes~!” You moan out and then bite your lip.

"Fuck, you’re clenching around me slut.” Seonghwa tilts his head back and lets his mouth hang open. Letting out a couple groans. Your voice is practically gone from all the moaning you have been doing tonight. Seonghwa also fucked your throat raw not that long ago, so you were extremely sensitive.

“D-Daddy~!” Your voice comes in and out from a moan cutting in between.

“W-whore~!” He mocks your plea from earlier. You felt the knot inside you tighten, but you dared not to cum before Seonghwa.

“I-I can feel myself getting close b-but~ ah~ I-I'm not stopping~! J-just keep going till you c-cum.”

“Good fucking girl, letting me use you for my pleasure.” Those were the last words you heard before your brain shut off and you just let Seonghwa continue to use you for the rest of the night.

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leaky-bunny · 2 months ago

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yet another episode of "does my girlfriend actually also have a piss kink or am i just reading too much into things?"

(warning: descriptive writing of sucking dick, so if that's an ick for you no worries, just move along)

alright, so this time we had been snuggling on the couch watching a movie when i realized i really needed to pee. i decided i could wait long enough for the scene to be over, but after a few minutes, we ended up starting to make out hot and heavy. i eventually started kissing down her body to her obvious hard-on, and because i fuckin love giving head and will do it at any opportunity, i took her in my mouth without a second thought and got to work.

it was about at this time i was reminded of just how badly i had to go. my bladder was round and pressing into the couch as i bent over, causing me to shiver and wonder if i could actually possibly leak like this. she didn't seem to notice, too immersed in pleasure and stifling her moans to catch my subtle squirming between her legs.

the more worked up i got, the harder it became to hold, and eventually i pulled off and told her in a hoarse voice "i have to pee so bad, i'm sorry hun, i'll be right back." i made a move to get up but was surprised when she threaded her fingers through my hair, pulling me back down whimpering out a "please wait i'm so close, hold it a little bit longer for me."

my brain completely short-circuited, staring at her with wide eyes as i felt myself spike in arousal. without thinking, i deepthroated her in one go and continued sucking, focused on holding all the pee inside of myself for her, even if that's not exactly what she meant. it was so hot, and by the time she came down my throat with a moan, i had let out a couple dribbles into my panties while fighting my desperation. she was leaned back against the couch, chest heaving, and with a smirk said "go on, you can go piss now love." i didn't even respond before rushing to the bathroom and emptying my tired bladder into the toilet, fingers playing with my clit and that stupid smirk of hers plastered inside my brain.

please tell me what you guys think about this? i genuinely can't tell if she's trying to test the waters or i'm just an overthinking piss slut.

#omorashi #piss kink #pee kink #bladder holding #bladder control #full bladder #nfsw omo #pee k!nk #pee k1nk #piss k!nk #p1ss k1nk #pee denial

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hwathinker · 9 months ago

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"aww, why are you crying baby? come on, i'm gonna take a break now can i?"

pairings ; best friend!yunho x fem!reader warnings ; i don't think there is.. (i'm joking.. there's cockwarming, blowjobs(?), petnames) just yunho being a tease and annoying.. i really love the cocky + nerdy concept on yunho ;) wn ; hey! i finally got a free time today, so i decided to spend it on writing something. i'll be taking requests by the way! i'm hoping to see some smutty reqs from ya'll hahaha

"come on y/n, its not that hard to memories these shit." yunho said, poking your head which was buried to the book you were supposed to read. you had spent over an hour in his apartment, just for a study session. you also promised yourself to study for real this time but i guess the tiredness and laziness in you held you back. you shook your head aggressively, making him stop touching you. "y/n, we have a really tight schedule and i know you know that. plus our presentation is in 3 days. spend your time studying so you won't have to struggle to go out with me." you shot your head up as soon as yunho mentioned about going out. your parents doesn't really let you go out unless you do something great in school. but with pleasing them by doing house chores, you know you could get out easily. well, not every time.

"ugh.. how many times do i have to read these?!" pointing at the open book, you looked at him. "if you really want me to memories this then how about you?" you held the book up close to your face, shooting your eyes up to him then at the book back to make sure he isn't peeking. yunho sighed, letting go of his pen and turning to you. he looked at the book title, making a face to remember something. "well, physics huh.. what page are you in?" he asked, shifting his body and putting his arm on the table so that he can rest his head on his fist with his cheeks. you quickly went to the first page, knowing that he doesn't pay that much attention on a first page of a book. "uh.. page one. i'm not telling you what it is though." you said, burying your head to the book once again and shifting you gaze between the book and yunho every 4 seconds. yunho smiled, pretending to remember what was on the first page. "physics is the natural science of matter, involving the study of matter, its fundamental constituents, its motion and behavior through space and time, and the related entities of energy and force." you read what was on the page along with what he said, your eyes slowly going wide as he do.

"the fuck?! how in the earth did you remember every damn word in this one ass page?!" you slammed the green book on the table, going up close to him with rage in you. "i don't know, maybe i started to pay attention to the first page now. or maybe not, because i'm smart." he said, going back to his position and continue his revision. "or maybe.. you could help cover for me?" you said, leaning your head on the table as you puppy eyed him as you smile. yunho gave you a silent answer, which was a no. "come on yun, i know you like obeying me." you teased again, smiling ever so widely. "how about you study or i fuck that mouth off." he shift his gaze to you, placing down the pen under his palm.

you pouted, covering your face with your hand. yunho let out a small chuckle, grabbing you by your waist to get you more close. "i've never seen you this shy, y/n. you always fight back my teasings." he said, laying head head on the table too, close to your covered face. "i'd rather have a cock inside me for long enough than having to suck one that has a possibility of piss on it." you mumbled, hoping he won't hear a single thing when he's just right there, in front of you. yunho took your hand away from your face, meeting his eyes that was already staring at you. "do you want to try?" he bit his bottom lip, smiling lightly. you think, furrowing your eyebrows and pouting your lips. "i don't know. so you're hard?" you looked at his reddening face as your hand quickly went to his.. harden clothed dick. oh he is. yunho slaps your hand away quickly, holding them in his big ones. "suck it." he ordered, watching your smile grew wider. "why so needy? were you already planning this all along?" you said, shifting closer to him so there's no more space between the both of you. "sure. i'll do it. but you'll have to do a favor for me, too." you said again,getting up from the table and wait for him to strip. he stood up, sliding his sweats down and place them beside the table. but this time, he went to the sofa, sitting on it then leaning comfortably back while manspreading.

you looked at him with lust, his tongue going over his bottom lips, wetting them then biting them afterwards. he watches you walk towards him, your knee purposely hitting his crotch as you lean in to give his jaw a nice lingering kisses, to his lips. "how long have you been keeping this from me, hm?" you mumbled in the kiss, enjoying his taste. "ever since you appeared like a damn angel in front of me and decided to become my friend." he held your jaw with his hand, caressing them. you ran your hand from his bicep, down to his chest. gently touching every part as possible to make him shudder. you pulled away from the kiss, going down as he watches your every move. your tits, holding onto its dear life in the top you had. it looked like it want to pop out in any second you make a risky move. and your tight low rise jeans. ah, don't mention it anymore. he loves it when you wear that kind of clothes.

after you had took off his boxer, his dick sprung out, precum leaking to his base. "fuck, who are you going big for? me?" you said, grabbing his cock gently, kissing the pink aching tip. he hissed in pleasure, throwing his head back. "who else do i have to keep this dick for? of course it was for you, angel." oh god, that nickname has you every time. you licks his cock slowly, going down and fitting the whole base in your mouth. as you suck him off. him, on the other hand are sweating, tears started to form in that boy's eyes. he had his hands placed prettily under your chin so he has a better view while the other caress your hair ever so sweetly. he is this sweet when receiving a blowjob? oh you could do this everyday if it means he is. "mmh, such a good girl. other boys must not be this thick, right? i know you enjoy this so much, baby." he said in between moans, grunts. you swirl your tongue, making a popping sound when letting his cock go. he felt empty, and cold.

yunho pouted, watching his dick being held and watched by you. "y/n.. why did you do that? more please.." he begged, grabbing your free hand and holding them in his. "i want a favor back." you gently pump his cock, watching him biting his bottom lip. "what is it hm..?" he hummed, thinking about what you possibly want. you leaned and lay your cheeks on his cock, looking up to him. "i want you to cover for me for the presentation soon."

and that, you were being sat on his lap while he does his revision. your top thrown away even god don't know where, your jeans and red panties thrown at the sofa. now, you're being forced to sit on his dick that has cummed a few times because you moved a little. you were facing behind, hugging him so tightly, hoping to not make a certain move or he takes a break to play with your hardened tits again. i said, again. you shuddered at the feeling of his liquid constantly coming out and its touching your walls. "y/n baby, don't move please? i've said this a thousandth times already." as he put his pen down, he pulled you so that you're leaning on the edge of the table and facing him. "aww, why are you crying baby? come on, i'm can take a break now can i?"

hehe a small yunho smut for ya'll <3 i miss this man so much and have you seen his airport look? god damn i would devour every single inch of it. and have ya'll seen seonghwa's gianna boyfriend?? goshh if he's not putting a shirt on i'm gonna suck those tits LMAO lmk if theres any error guys.. and remember to drop some hot ass smut thoughts on my inbox please im beggin u

#ateez x reader #ateez #hwathinker⦮⑅⦯#ateez smut #ateez fic #ateez imagines #ateez drabbles #jeong yunho #yunho smut #ateez hard hours #atz smut #yunho #jeong yunho smut #yunho x reader #yunho imagine #yunho fic #jeong yunho fic #jeong yunho imagine #yunho hard hours

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justwonder113 · 1 year ago

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Showering Hyunjin with affection

Bang Chan; Lee Know; Changbin; Han; Felix; Seungmin; IN;

Summary: you just had to show your drama queen of a boyfriend how much you love him. word count:2.5k

Warning: lot's of kissing, reader is gender neutral, both of them are whipped, appearance of 3racha, predebut Han almost making an entrance, Hyunjin is drunk and a drama queen, overall soft stuff. Please tell me if I missed something

A/N- I'm back with another fic, this took me a while but I'm kinda really satisfied with it, I really hope you all like it. I will try to write the next part as soon as I can. I wanna finish these series as soon as I can, first of all because I'm all excited and can't wait, also I'm excited to try out new tropes, I was thinking of challenging one bed trope after this, with various different dynamics. The requests are open, if you want me to write something I'll gladly accept the challenge. Also feel free to share your thoughts with me, I absolutely adore interacting with y'all.

After sighing for the nth time you finally forced yourself to turn off the shitty netflix show you were watching to spend time. You had nothing to do and were bored out of your mind, but not to that context to sit through another minute of this. It was almost 3 am and any normal person would be asleep by now, but here you were wide awake, feeling nothing remotely close to sleepiness.

You sat up straight after laying for couple of hours and boy you regretted it. The dizzy spell you got was nothing to joke with, maybe you should check your iron levels. Also your poor muscles felt so sore you would surely feel all stiff tomorrow. Your back was killing you, and, not to be dramatic but, you would marry anyone on the spot if they managed to massage the knots out. It was safe to say, you desperately needed some good spa day.

Speaking of marriage and partners, you were curious on how Hyunjin was doing. Even a mere thought of your amazing boyfriend bought a smile to your face. You couldn't believe you two were actually dating after pining over him for so many years. You sure were lucky tho, to have a sweetheart like him as your boyfriend. Your one year annivercary was coming soon and you couldn't surprise wait to surprise him. You've been planning everything for weeks now and you made sure everything would be perfect. Well you had to share some of your plans with him, so that you could plan your day together but you still had major card up your sleeve and you were sure he would lose his mind when you showed it to him. Two days, you only had to wait for two days.

You couldn't help but sigh, you missed him so much. Even though you saw him two days ago it felt like centuries had passed. This boy made you feel so many so foreign emotions you were never sure you would get to or actually could experience. He always went above and beyond to make you feel like the most special and cherished person, and the fact that he also did so even before you two started dating each other. He was always so sweet and gentle with you. You always felt like a hero of a romance novel. Also you adored how being with him was so fun and exciting but at the same time bought peace to your heart and mind. You might be rushing into things but day by day, second by second you were convinced he was your soulmate, your other half.

A sudden buzzing of your phone startled you out of your daydream, you were curious who in their right mind was calling you at this hour.

Seeing the contact name had you even more confused. Why would Chan be calling you at 3 am? You knew the boys were out having fun night for themselves. Did something happen? You hoped he called you for other reasons, because it would really suck if their rare chance of having fun got ruined by something unplanned. You sure hoped everything was okay tho. Quickly as you could you grabbed your phone and answered it mentaly preparing yourself to hear anything Chan had to say.

Chan's call of your name bought you down to reality from another spiral of unnescesary thoughts.

"Hey Chan what's up?" You tried to sound as calm as you could.

Chan cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" You quickly denied it," no I'm awake, what's up? Is everything okay?"

Chan chuckled and it made you relax a little, so nothing bad had happened, "yeah, yeah everything's fine , nothing to worry about, it's just your boyfriend is getting a bit fussy." You couldn't help but mirror the last word, you heard Chan chuckle. "Yeah alcohol must've got to him. We were about to go home, but he refuses to cooperate. He says he wants to go at yours because he as he quotes "misses his baby so much he can't take it anymore!" He dragged the words mimicking your boyfriend, you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Where are you guys, I can come pick him up." You suggested while searching for your keys with your eyes.

"No, no it's okay, we can bring him at yours. Binnie and Han are with me too so I don't think it will be much trouble. I just couldn't knock some sense into him, I told him to call you but he said his phone died. At some point he even ran towards your house or that's what he thought I had to tackle him before he could get lost. I don't think he can tell left from right in this state" He paused for a second, you heard someone talking but you couldn't hear anything, " I'm getting off track sorry, so it's good to bring him at yours?" You were full on chuckling now, what a silly little man.

"Yeah, it's totally fine. I'm sorry he's being trouble."

"No it's fine, it's kinda endearing to see him this whipped. All he talked about was you and how amazing you are." Your cheeks hurt from smiling this wide, God, you loved that idiot. "Okay I won't bore you anymore, we'll be at yours soon."

"Okay I'm waiting."

After finishing the call you made sure you looked decent enough for your taste and that your apartment looked neat. You also prepared clothes for Hyunjin to change into from his drawer and some water and painkillers for tomorrow.

It didn't even take 20 minutes for the boys to arrive. The second you opened your door Hyunjin tackled you into a hug, almost knocking you over, thankfully Changbin and Chan caught you two before you could manage and break your necks. You giggled at your boyfriends eagerness, before frowning when you saw how swollen and red his eyes were. "What happened baby?" You cooed at him and moved his hair out of his face. Hyunjin sighed and hugged you again, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You heard collective sigh of boys and turned your attention to them, looking at them with confused eyes, hoping they would tell you what was up.

Han decided to break the silence-"don't worry he was just bawling his eyes the whole ride, crying how amazing and perfect you were and how there is no one like you." He said and rolled his eyes, you huffed out a laugh, you knew he had nothing against you, but he must have had enough of this. Hyunjin frowned and glanced at him, his hold on you tightened, you were not sure if he felt possesive or just couldn't keep himself straight. "You're just bitter cuz you're single!" Hearing your boyfriends grumble Han's eyes widened and for a second you were afraid predebut Han would return. "Oh I'm gonna beat his ass!" Han leaned in but Changbin held him back by his collar, Changbins gaze then turned to you and you noticed how tired he seemed. "Good luck, he's your headache now."

Chan looked at you" Do you need any help with anything?" You smiled at him and shook your head. "I can handle him. Do you guys wanna come in tho? Do you want something to drink?" After hearing the last word you could see all three of them shiver.

"We're fine. It's late too we better head home." Chan reassured you after glancing at Changbin and Han for their opinion.

"Okay, thanks again for bringin him. Tell me when you're home, it's really late."

You said your goodbyes and turned to hyunjin who looked at you with dazed, sparkling eyes. "Let's get you settled pretty boy." You took his hand and started leading him towards your bedroom. Hyunjin eagerly followed you, you were amazed how pliant he was being, usually he loved being a brat but he must have been too tired now to act so.

After helping Hyunjin get ready for bed, you quickly got changed too and got in bed next to him. turning to him you noticed that he looked at you with wide eyes, nowhere near sleepy now. You leaned in and removed hair from his forehead, "I thought you were sleepy baby." Hyunjin looked at you for a second or two and opened his arms, "wanna cuddle." His words were slurred but you still got what he meant, you smiled and immediately snuggled next to him his arms finding solace around you. Based on how content he looked, if he could he would start purring any second now. How was he so cute and lovable? You knew you were whipped for him but you could swear he looked extra yummy right now.

You spent couple of minutes like this, and based on his even breathing you were sure he was asleep now, but you were proved wrong when he huffed while glaring at you and then changed sides so that you were now facing his back. To be honest you were a bit dumbfounded.

"What's wrong sweetie?" You couldn't help but pry, you had no idea what could've brought this behavior from him. Hyunjin just huffed. You sighed for yourself, you had got to use the big guns. You leaned in closer, amused at how he tried to get away from your touch, as if he had much space to run off to, and soon, not really to your surprise you had him trapped in the corner of your bed. You wrapped your hand around his stiff body and leaned in closer so that you could sweetly whisper against his ear. " Please tell me what's wrong my love" you dragged his nickname as sweetly as you could knowing it made him weak in the knees, and it did break through him. Hyunjin sighed and laid on his back, you glued next to him, his lips were pouted and his eyes a little bit glossy, you rubbed his side to ease him into talking .

"You don't love me" he whined quietly, you expected to hear anything but this from him if you were honest. You blinked at him confused, trying to gather your thoughts, you were both perplexed and also hollering from laughter inside. He was so ridiculous sometimes. You took a deep breath and moved your fingers to play with his soft locks, Hyunjin immediately leaned into the touch.

"My love, I love you so much I don't think you can even comprehend it! What brought this up?" Your voice was soft, you wanted him to know how sincere you were. Hyunjin sighed and put his hand on your waist, successfully bringing you closer to him, your fingers migrated and now were gently scratching his nape. Hyunjin hid his face in the crook of your neck and quietly grumbled "you didn't kiss me even once since I got here, we haven't seen each other in a while tho." No matter how hard you tried you couldn't hold it in and started cackling, this adorable as hell drama Queen! He had you worried for nothing! You even thought for a second you did something wrong.

Noticing your shaking figure, Hyunjin looked up at you with doe eyes, and his pout deepened when he saw you that you were wholeheartedly laughing. "Stop laughing I'm talking from my heart here!" His comment made you laugh even harder. "I should've gone home, you hates me" noticing how sad he sounded you got reminded that he was drunk as hell and was feeling more fragile, you wondered tho if he would remember any of this in the morning? Was it too late to grab a camera? Pouty Hyunjin was adorable.

"I'm sorry my love, you know I love you the most." Hyunjin rolled his eyes, and you knew he was playing with you, his eyes glimmered with mischief, well, two could play this game. You lowered your voice so you sounded almost sultry "Why don't you let me prove my sincerity to you then? Are you gonna let me?" You carefully watched as Hyunjin's eyes widened for a second, the big gulp and careful nod of his head.

This was all the permission you needed, you leaned in and carefully sealed your lips together, your boyfriend basically melted against you. You just loved how soft and pillowy his lips were, you always felt like you could kiss him for eternity.

The kiss started out soft, with you gently caressing his lips, his hand firm on your waist, holding you as if you were going to go away. Everything went quiet, you could only see, smell, taste, feel, hear him and so much more, he was the center of your universe. It was just you two right now, you didn't care about anything else. You had one goal only and you were dedicated. Everything about him was driving you crazy, you were sure he couldn't even grasp what, or how much you were feeling.

Your kisses quickly deepened and apart from gasping for air from time to time you two were inseparable, like two magnets pulling on each other.

The second Hyunjin leaned back for a second for some air, you decided to continue your little attack on his jaw, then his cheeks, absolutely loving the feel of his soft skin on your lips, then came his forehead, his eyelids, his beautiful nose, his chin, his neck... You wanted to cover every inch of him in kisses, to show appreciation to whichever god or gods crafted him, to show appreciation that this walking perfection was yours, his soft sighs and whines making you go even crazier.

You littered every part of skin you could reach with kisses until your lips were so numb and buzzing you got afraid they would fall off. Although, it didn't sound that bad, knowing the last thing they did was to kiss the Hwang Hyunjin senseless.

Looking at him, he looked at you with so much love and adoration, his face and neck all flushed, his breathing was quick and shallow,his hair all disheveled, his beautiful hands held you so tightly, your heart started fluttering all over again. He looked absolutely breathtaking, you wished you could engrave this moment into your mind for eternity. You smiled at him and softly grazed his cheek. "Are you satisfied with my answer my precious?" Your voice was soft, Hyunjin gleamed at you and eagerly nodded his head, and the next thing you knew you were on your back on the bed, Hyunjin above you, hugging you as tight as he could, his lips softly kissing your collarbone. "Absolutely, I love you so much beautiful, you have no idea" he pressed another kiss on your neck and then your lips with so much love and passion you just knew your feelings were returned with the same passion and vigor.

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