#the teasers trying to act like it will be all sweet

[straylightdream]

bed chem

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: yoon jeonghan x afb.reader, past seungcheol x afb.reader

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: coming soon

How you talk so sweet when you're doing bad things. That's bed chem. How you're looking at me, yeah, I know what that means. And I'm obsessed. Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞(𝐬): romance, porn with some plot, smut

𝐚𝐮(𝐬): nonidol

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: ?? 670 for the teaser

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: drinking

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex (mc has an iud), dom jeonghan, brat reader, use of lube, big dick Jeonghan, pussy streching, doggy style, mating press, squirting, oral (both rec), fingering, pussy whipped jeonghan, p in v intercourse, mentions of past semi public sexual acts, mentions of past threesome. nicknames: angel, brat, good girl, baby (hers) Hannie, big boy, baby boy, sir (his)

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+ nsfw

𝐚𝐧: inspired by the song of the same name by Sabrina carpenter. Thank you @aeristudios for helping me come with this idea and helping me work on this.

🎧: bed chem - sabrina carpenter

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-PREVIEW-

Seungcheol gives him a knowing look. “I feel like you and her would make a great pair.”

“As friends?”

“No sexually.”

“Haven’t you fucked her in a jucuzzi or something? Why would you want me to hook up with your best friend who you have fucked?” Seungcheol must be absolutely insane.

“I haven’t fucked her. I fingered her one time at the pool. While she kissed me like she was trying to suck the life out of me.”

Jeonghan rolls his eyes. “You’re fucking insane.”

“Listen Joshua walked in on us and nothing has happened since.”

“I stand by my statement you’re fucking insane.”

“I think you guys will be a good match. You have all the qualities she likes in a man.”

Cocking his brow he shakes his head. “Cheol what qualities would those be?”

“You are handsome, tall, you have a huge dick, and ladies fall at your feet.” Jeonghan knows he’s a catch. He doesn’t need his best friend to inflate his ego anymore. When it comes to getting any women he doesn’t necessarily have to put in a ton of effort.

“Don’t you have all the same qualities?”

“Sure, but she’s one of my best friends and I took someone seeing me finger her was a sign we shouldn’t fuck.”

“Cheol-“

Seungcheol gives him a gummy smile. “Listen, just flirt with her and see where it goes.”

Almost on cue Joshua is walking towards the table with you in tow. You’re dressed in a quite revealing sheer dress.

Immediately Jeonghan can tell Seungcheol and Joshua have planned this outing as a way to try to set him up with you.

The moment you’re in front of him he watches as your eyes travel up and down his body. You’re practically stripping him naked with your eyes in front of your shared best friends.

“So you’re the Hannie that Cheol always tells me about.”

“I’m going to get a drink, let's go Shua.” Seungcheol immediately leaves the two of you alone.

“You’ve heard about me?” Jeonghan cocks his head to the side.

“You’re just as good looking as he said you are.” You waste absolutely no time. “He says we would make a great pair.” It’s very clear Seungcheol is trying to play wingman.

“How so?” He brings his beer up to his lips.

“Something about you have a huge dick and you’ll fuck me so good I’ll cry.” A laugh passes his lips. He’s not used to a woman being so blunt with him.

“Is that so?”

“My type in men is the type that know how to fuck me good.”

“How are you so confident I would?” Jeonghan is well aware he’s good in bed, but he doesn’t want to let you know that right now.

“I don’t think our dear Cheol would lie about your abilities.” You lean close to him.

“Why would he know what I’m like in bed?”

“Oh sweet boy, Cheol told me all about the time you double teamed that girl.” Jeonghan has had one threesome ever with Seungcheol and he learned that fateful night he and Seungcheol don’t like to listen to each other. Him and Joshua are the pair that’s more compatible when sharing a woman. He has no issue having another threesome with Joshua. But Seungcheol is a definite no.

“I didn’t know Seungcheol was out there sharing what I’m like in bed.” Seungcheol has always been the town gossip once he got a little bit of liquor in him. Lord only knows what he’s shared with you.

“He didn’t give me too many details. He just told me you know how to use your huge dick. I’ve heard you fucked her so good she squirted. I can’t lie, I’ve never been able to achieve that. Maybe you could help me live my dream.”

My god you are just as insane as Seungcheol. What the fuck is happening. You’ve caught him fully off guard. He never had a woman leave him speechless like you have.

[heeseungiez]

crushology 101 | txt

— a teaser

synopsis! after a bad breakup with a guy you didn’t even find attractive leaves you reeling, you vow never to date anyone you don’t actually find hot… problem is, somehow, you ended up with five of them in your life, all at once?

featuring! tomorrow x together, emma and chloe from badvillain

pairings! ot5 x gn!reader

genre! college au, fluff, inspired by crushology 101 (the kdrama) and the og work bunny and her oppas by nieun!

word count! expected 10k or more

a/n! posting this lil’ teaser because love language is out and i am PUNCHING AIR, it’s insaneeeeee

check out my masterlist!

Choi Yeonjun. Choi Soobin. Choi Beomgyu. Kang Taehyun. Huening Kai.

Five guys, each more handsome than the other. All of them vying for your attention. How did you end up here? Well… the story isn’t exactly short. But there is enough time to at least get into the important parts.

So, where shall we begin?

Right…

A year ago, a few months after you started your first year at university, you found a boyfriend. However, he wasn’t exactly conventionally attractive. You told yourself that it didn’t matter though, as long as your boyfriend genuinely liked you. And he was so nice, at least he seemed to be. Your friends, Emma and Chloe, weren’t very convinced of his act and judged him harshly. Back then, you thought it was because they just didn’t find him attractive, so all of his faults were all the more obvious to them. But it wasn’t his looks that were the problem.

The son of a bitch dated you for months, only to try and prove to his friends that you were easy. Jokes on him, because you were nowhere near that. He didn’t get into your pants even after months of his stupid act, and you ended up nursing a broken heart over what? A scumbag who wasn’t even all that.

And he had the nerve to say you—YOU—were out of his league. Honestly… you might not be a top model, but when a man who is three steps away from being an incel says that about you… it does hurt.

From that point forward, you promised yourself to only date men that you found attractive. At least, so you can cry over someone other people won’t call a rat, or would sympathise with you rather than give you judgy looks.

Yet your best solution for the following semester was to just… not date at all.

And you didn’t. You lived your life in sweet, sweet peace all the way until the summer semester of your second year. Until he appeared in your life. The first of five…

tags! open

[holyblonded]

just had the greatest thought of everyone at barca leveraging cat culer to try and win chickie over to their team

— no i see this so clearly 😭😭

— chickie spots cat culer for the first time during warmups at a game again barca and immediately loses her mind.

— she’s not scared, she’s enchanted. stares like she’s looking at a divine being. tugs on kyra’s sleeve. “that’s the best mascot i’ve ever seen in my life.”

— cat culer runs up to her, does a goofy handshake, spins her around, and points finger guns. chickie’s gone. she’s giggling so hard she misses half the drills.

— barça players instantly take note. they already wanted her, but now, oh, now they have a plan.

— every time arsenal is in town, cat culer just so happens to “casually” wander into chickie’s space.

— brings her a custom barça kit. dances around her. does heart hands.

— vicky pretends to be shocked every time. “wow… i’ve never seen cat culer act like this with anyone before.”

— jana’s filming. pina’s hyping it up. syd’s offering to take a cute photo. all of them are in on it.

— when chickie visits the barça facilities, cat culer is waiting at the entrance with a welcome sign that says “home, sweet home?”

— chickie screams. like full-body scream. runs and hugs her.

— barça’s media team is already editing the video into a “new signing?” teaser.

— back with arsenal, leah is having heart palpitations.

— “do NOT let a giant cartoon cat be the reason we lose her.”

— steph is already calling sam.

— sam on the couch with kristie and the moment she sees the photo she just whispers “no. not the cat.”

— barça girls start leaving subtle merch in chickie’s bag.

— a little cat culer plushie near her stuff. a sticker on her water bottle. a mysterious ringtone that meows every time she gets a text.

— she loves it. doesn’t question a single thing.

— arsenal is out here begging gunnersaurus to step up his game. he pulls out all the stops too. backflips, high fives, chocolate bars, you name it he’s doing it

— vicky’s final move is showing chickie a video of cat culer making a heart, pointing at chickie, and then holding up a sign that says “stay forever?”

— chickie cries. not a joke. she literally tears up.

— “i just feel so seen.”

— alexia, watching from a distance with crossed arms, nods slowly. “it’s working.”

— arsenal is planning a counter-offensive IMMEDIATELY.

[rex-rambles]

➤ How F1 Drivers Would React to You Getting Married to Someone Else (In a TV Show)

featuring: lando norris, lewis hamilton, max verstappen, oscar piastri, carlos sainz, daniel ricciardo, charles leclerc, and liam lawson

wc: 1.3 k

warnings: jokes about infidelity (it's all fake)

➤ MASTERLIST

ᡣ𐭩 Lando Norris: 

↳ This man would be insufferable. You? Getting married? In a TV show you'd been on for a few years? Unbelievable. The biggest betrayal this man has ever known, and he makes sure you're aware of it

↳ Every time commercials come on for the show, or you post behind-the-scenes updates or teasers, he's either changing the channel, ignoring the posts, or sending you long, joking messages about how you love your fake husband more than him. It's not real jealousy, but it's more so the fact that the world is going to get to see you in a fake wedding dress, kissing a fake husband, before he even gets the chance to propose

↳ When he actually sees the episode? Will not be able to hold it together. You in a wedding dress breaks his brain, and for the 45 minute long episode, he watches, crying the entire time, and he has no shame in it

↳ Heaven knows when it comes time for your actual wedding this man will be a mess, but for now, he keeps sulking about how happy you looked to get married to a man that wasn't him, and how beautiful you look in white

ᡣ𐭩 Lewis Hamilton:

↳ This man is your biggest supporter. Beyond that? He's your character's biggest supporter. When you tell him about the upcoming wedding episode, he is over the moon, because he's the first to find out. Sworn to secrecy, he won't tell anyone, but he can't wait for your character to get married, can't wait to see the episode, hell, he might force you to take him to the set the day of filming to witness it all.

↳ If anyone asked him if it upset him? He'd immediately shut it down. You were an actor, and it was all fake anyway, so Lewis has no complaints

↳ If you did manage to bring him to the set for the wedding episode, your co-stars would be very concerned, until Lewis happily talks about the recent character arcs and episodes and they learn that your boyfriend is also your fanboy. He would not stop grinning and taking pictures that he'd promise not to post anywhere, and after it's all said and done, he'd corner you in your dressing room to tell you how incredible you look, how good the episode is going to be, and how he can't wait for it to be his turn next. 

ᡣ𐭩 Max Verstappen: 

↳ Does not really care...or at least externally. It was your job, so why would it bother him if you were getting married? He was secure enough in himself and your relationship that nothing could really shock or upset him, and if anything, he was almost concerningly calm about the whole thing. 

↳ The reality is, Max did care, but he'd never, ever show it. He was so proud of you and all the work you did, even if he didn't really watch your show. The fact that you were getting married, and would get to go through all the motions of getting in your dress and getting ready, getting walked down the aisle, saying sweet vows, having your first dance, wearing the rings, without him? Heartbreaking, and he'd never want you to find out. He would watch the episode only once, just to witness you in all your beauty, and then he'd never talk about it again

↳ He would desperately try to erase the memory from his mind, and hopefully try and get you to forget too by taking you on sweet dates so that when you walk down the aisle towards him, and he gets to sweep you off your feet, it feels like the first time

ᡣ𐭩 Charles Leclerc:

↳ Not as annoyed as Lando, but definitely will pester you about it. Why couldn't he be cast as your fiance? He could act, he was famous enough to draw a crowd. Besides, the dress, the rings, the venue, you probably hated it all anyway. Charles would pick out the best of the best for you, and this terrible TV show comparison? Wasn't worth your time. 

↳ You'd have to force him to watch the episode. He didn't want to see you walk down the aisle, or in a white dress, before your wedding day, and periodically throughout the episode, he'd cover his eyes when your characters kissed or something romantic happened. This man would blush and pretend it doesn't bother him at all, but when the credits roll, he's a wee bit emotional.

↳ After this episode, he vows to book you roles in shows and movies without any romance whatsoever, and later that night, you catch him shopping for engagement rings.

ᡣ𐭩 Daniel Ricciardo: 

↳ Daniel would be a good sport about it, but would be deeply, secretly jealous about the whole thing. Would show up and surprise you with lunch or coffee on set when he knows the episode is coming up, just to make sure he's there to see it. Every so often, you would even catch him glaring at your co-star. Daniel was more than confident in himself and in you, but this? This wasn't fair in the slightest

↳ He would try to avoid watching the actual episode for as long as possible. He wants to support everything you do, but he'd been there behind the scenes and seen the dance, and the cake, and the dress. Why watch it all again? When it does inevitably come on the TV, however, he's not as jealous as he expected, because he keeps noticing you looking off to the side in some of the scenes, to where he knows he's standing. Even in a fake wedding, you only had eyes for him, and Daniel would never, ever let you hear the end of it. 

ᡣ𐭩 Carlos Sainz

↳ Carlos would genuinely try to get himself cast as your husband. He has the skills, the fame, the looks, put this man in a shoot and give him his lines and he is ready to go. When he isn't cast as your husband, however? It's a dark day in the Sainz household, to say the least

↳ He's adamant about getting no spoilers, both for the show, and for his sanity. For weeks he refuses to talk about your work because he can't stand knowing today might have been the day you married someone else, besides him, and he would think about unfollowing you on Instagram to avoid spoilers there, but that would be even more drama than your show, and Carlos doesn't need that right now

↳ Much like Lando, he will get emotional watching it, but he wouldn't want you around. You'd get a Facetime at some absurd hour of the night because of an away race of Carlos crying about how pretty you are, about how touching the wedding is, and how he's now going to be miserable for the rest of the race because of it. When he finally does get home, he will shower you with as much love and affection as he can to make up for lost time. Secretly, he has taken screenshots of you in your fake wedding dress so he can fantasize what your actual wedding is going to be like

ᡣ𐭩 Oscar Piastri: 

↳ This man is not thinking about weddings. You're both young, and it's some runaway bride type scene that you're doing, so he doesn't really care. You'd try and tease him about it, showing him pictures from the set of the dress or the rings, but he didn't really pay attention, besides what you mentioned you liked. 

↳ You liked that the rings had multiple stones rather than one? It's in his notes for the next time he ends up shopping. You said you wished your character had a cake? He makes a Pinterest board of cake ideas. You complained about how cold it got the day of the shoot? Summer wedding, hell, in Australia, he could marry you anytime and you wouldn't have to worry about the weather. He would deny all of his research, but at the end of the day, what else is a guy supposed to do when his girl is off marrying someone else? 

ᡣ𐭩 Liam Lawson

↳ Would absolutely fake being annoyed for attention. Would dramatically drape himself across furniture as he says things like 'I can't believe I'm being cheated on' or how he 'hopes you're happy in your new relationship.' If he noticed it bothered you, he'd absolutely stop, but for the time being, he is going to need extra love and care while he gets through this difficult period. 

↳ Watches the episode like it's a comedy. Gets a bowl of popcorn and points out every mistake, everything he dislikes about the venue, but he would not say a word against you or your co-star. The characters, however? Yours could do so much better, and your character's new husband needs a character arc in the next few episodes where he dies, and a certain F1 driver can come in and take his place

a/n: get me a man that's jealous AND emotionally available <3

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

how would the girls feel about their so participating in no nut november

no nut november, according to your aot girlfriend!

18+ | MDNI | NSFW

(pretty tame but still, also ymir & historia are vague but written with female readers in mind, no i won’t change it and no i won’t apologize.)

mikasa thinks you’re idiotic for wanting to do something like this. not that she thinks you don’t have any self control, more or less she knows you don’t want to have any. she’s pretty blunt about the whole thing, telling you you’re going to fail. she puts money on it.

sasha mainly knows about nnn because of connie and his incessant blabbing. she wants you to ‘win.’ but per her rules, that rules out any act of sex. she can’t possibly be the reason you lose! its the ultimate mind game. you bust a nut or you don’t get close at all, there’s no in between.

annie, like mikasa, bets against you. she berates you and laughs at the idea but ultimately encourages you just so she can prove you wrong. there’s no way you’ll last the month. she’s just waiting to catch you slacking so she can shove it in your face.

historia’s got the wrong idea but she’s got the right spirit. she wants you to, like, ‘better’ yourself and practice self discipline but you can’t expect her to keep her hands to herself. she encourages you verbally about lasting the month but her actions are a direct contradiction. she’s a sweet teaser, nothing extreme, just enough to make your mind wander.

ymir takes it as a personal challenge when you announce your participation in nnn. it’s the ultimate opportunity for her, to get you off as many times as she can. she’s a wonderful girlfriend, always respecting you when you say no to her advances. but that never stops her from teasing you.

hange surprisingly has never heard of the challenge but she encourages you to take part in it if you want. she’s curious too, about how long you’ll last and what will make you cave in. she decides to join in on your challenge, determined to beat you even if she isn’t entirely clear on the rules.

pieck giggles at you and pokes fun at the ridiculous idea. she doesn’t believe in you, whatsoever. she doesn’t even have to worry about purposefully trying to make you lose, she knows your willpower is weak when it comes to her. so, she enjoys the ride and waits for you to beg her to help you out.

[mercif4l]

(𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲) 𝗯𝗲𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 — ksy

MDNI, this blog is for 18+ users only. blank blogs will be blocked.

pairing: afab!reader x kwon soonyoung

word count: 2.4k

summary: hoshi's second favorite place to be is between your thighs. no flight will take that away from him.

content warning: smut smut smut, boyfriend!hoshi, nudity, explicit sexual acts (dirty talk, oral: f. receiving, fingering, teasing), soonyoung is a brat lmfao

a/n: ty all for the love on the teaser it really means the world 😭 hoshi is a BITER argue with the wall. go listen to charli xcx's 'beg for you' ft vernon! thank u so much to @haologram, @beomcoups, @wonuwoe and @jenoslutie for helping me through the terrors of posting on tumblr for the first time ᥫ᭡

Soonyoung had laughed when you’d taught him about kink vocabulary. The first time you called him a ‘service top’, he’d conflated it with being a milkman or a post officer. He’d had a fit in the Don Quixote cleaning aisle about urban dictionary and spent the whole walk home collating the worst modern sex-terms. 

None of that changed the fact you were right (as always) and he was being over-dramatic (as always). 

Just like he is right now. 

Kissing you like its sleep for the exhausted; with desperation, total familiarity, and a warmth that makes everything a bit hazey. Where the thought of leaving any part of you untouched by his mouth makes him feel physically ill. But he’s on a time crunch, one you won’t let him wistfully ignore, and that means compromises must be made.

It’s shocking how each time he touches you, pinching this and soothing his tongue over that, it feels like the first time. Each kiss followed by a gasp and relieved groan. Is it how he takes his sweet time nibbling beneath your earlobe? Or grazing his nails over the curve of your spine? Or how he flushes pink every time you so much as pant for him? 

Whatever the answer, his reaction remains the same: total pride. Arrogance, really, at the fact he just can and he never has to ask.

In fairness, you’re not doing very well to tame him. Every moan he elicits presses like a gold star to the bottom of his belly, its outline warming the flesh til it burns: a reward for being so good that you can’t hold it in. 

Almost like butterflies, if they were on fire and could make him cum in his pants untouched.

You curl a lock of his hair between your fingers and nudge him over. Away from your chest, away from your fluttering ribcage, away away away, just anywhere but on you. 

Soonyoung whines, because of course he does, and fixates on kissing your palm as you mumble: “Gotta go, baby.” 

They sound like the last words he’ll ever hear from your Venusian lips (Drama.)

But he knows this look. This tone. The non-committal ‘no’ that you try your best to squeeze out. Like a false alarm; a reminder that he can only have so much fun before you run off to prove a point.

So, instead of stopping like you suggest, he brings his forehead up to yours and, with the weight of his entire body, presses you down into the pillows. 

“Wanna… wanna make you feel good. Said you’d let me.” 

God, he’s so whiny. It really would annoy you if it didn’t make your legs cross and your mouth salivate. 

“I know, but—“ All it takes to shut you up is a hump to your thigh, his slacks pulled tight as his bulge leaks onto you. Your eyes close at the wet feeling; he plays you for a fool every time you try to deny him. 

So, instead you finish your own sentence with a resigned “I know.” and decide to at least let him try. 

And he might have successfully hidden his shit-eating grin, were it not now pressed against your stomach. 

“Oh my god, you’re so annoying.” 

A giggle echoes out across the room and whether it’s his or yours, you’re both too excited to notice. Always a bit too distracted with the feeling of each other. “Sorry, sorry baby,” it’s a lie—he’s not sorry at all. 

It’s obvious in the way he bounces down the bed; the twinkle of his eyes as his middle and forefinger lace beneath the waistband of your stockings, gently tugging them down your leg. 

It’s even more obvious in the pleased grumble that follows them all the way down. 

Soonyoung has been scolded one too many times to repeat the same mistake of ripping them off. He knows how bratty you get when your belongings become collateral to his prone bone, how vengeful you can be. How long you’re happy to go without his touch and how painful it is to go without yours. 

His shoulders tense at the memory. The frustration enforced a stark change in behavior all within that one week of celibacy. 

“Always so… so gentle for—mmh, me…. good boy, so good baby,” when you’re like this, it’s the easiest rule to obey in the world. After all, positive reinforcement is the foremost currency for buying Kwon Soonyoung’s patience. 

A shiver stutters through your body, goosebumps forming against his chin as it lies snug against your thigh. 

“Cute.” 

“Shut up..” there’s no hiding the smile this time. It’s plain across his features as he bites his bottom lip.

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Not a moment later and he’s back to nibbling at your flesh (just as an excuse to lick over it). Saliva draws a path up your thigh and you laugh over this obsession he’s developed: the obsession with having his tongue on you. 

It’s hard to forget his bashful admission that ‘tasting every part of you’ turned him on. How his pupils had blown so wide, bright red fingers covering his bright red nose, firm arms curled over his head to obscure your view of his equally bright red ears. 

The same fingers that fluttered at your hips, and the same fingers that sit an inch away from his second favorite place to lie: between your legs (the first being between your arms, as the small spoon, with his head resting on your tits.)

He lets a hot breath trail across your underwear before pressing his nose up against you with a sigh. His hands sneak behind your ass and hold onto you. Not pulling or pushing, just holding. Thrumming. Pressing. 

“You drumming something out down there?”

Your boyfriend nips back at you this time, with a “wouldn’t you like to know.” and his best attempt at a smirk.

“Loser.” it comes as a half-truth, half-joke, but he takes it as a challenge. Typical.

After a single snort, he urges your knees to spread wider with a gentle bite to one side. He practically slobbers his way up to your heat, only closing his soaked mouth when he makes a show of smelling you.

“Gross. Stop it—“ you find it near impossible to overpower him and clamp your legs close, even more irritated by his unbothered face as his toned and slick arms keep you spread. 

“Not gross. Smells good, baby, wanna smell like you…” the crass idea of him wanting to smell like your slick isn’t what shuts you up.

What stuns you to silence is his nose dragging back and forth, side to side, around and around, filling the air with your whimpers as you fuss against the headboard. 

You know that he knows he’s being mean. The layer of fabric between you is leaving so little to the imagination, your want seeping through it, and you just might let him rip them off this time, just to close that distance and finally fucking—

Your imaginary protest is forgotten the second he takes the hem of your underwear between his teeth, dragging them all the way off.

What a pretty mouth.

“Thank you.” you realize a beat too late that you’ve said that out loud. 

The shine of his bared teeth (and the wetness that had collected in your panties, now smothered across his chin) makes you roll your eyes.

You smile back, calling him a “brat.” 

And he was a total brat. And it was totally your fault. 

But there’s no time to enjoy the following silence when he’s so hard that he might pass out. Instead, he lays flat on his stomach and bends one knee, starting to rock against the mattress underneath you both. By the time he finishes making a mess of your skin (and himself), he’s hungry. 

And if he kisses like it’s sleep to the exhausted, then Soonyoung eats like a starved man. 

His own spit mixes with your wetness in one languid, indulgent lick, and suddenly, he’s everywhere. Fast, breathy laps at your clit, his tongue traveling in tight circles, vibrating as he grunts shamelessly on top of you. Your back curves inward as you attempt to muffle your own sighs. 

Desperately trying to hear him mumble away inside you. Try being the key word; its way too much way too quick for you to keep quiet. 

Soonyoung would call it something obnoxious: say it was world-ending, but all the attention and worship from his mouth and hands and the heat of his every breath on you might just justify his drama. 

His lithe fingers and their angel touch—the kind of sensation you’d only be blessed with in heaven. To experience it like this, all sweaty and red and alive, feels a bit like sin.

Feels even better knowing that he’s dry humping himself to a climax over it. 

Happy tears destroy your mascara as he savors you without pause or pity.

The room is warmed by his hopeless whispers of praise: ‘so pretty’, ‘so wet’, ‘thank you’, ‘god’, ‘needed this’ and ‘love you’. With his sweet, sweet moans, and the occasional squeak that means he’s definitely slowing himself down against the mattress to avoid coming before you.

Still, you can’t help but stare at him—even through your bleary eyes. If you weren’t lost in your own unintelligible whimpers, you might think to take a photo. 

The scene is debauched, lewd, and so fucking hot, and all you want is to savor it forever, to keep it on your person like a badge of honor.

His wild eyes flicking between you and your twitching legs, pupils blown so wide you can’t help but purr. The whimpering that catches in his wet throat and comes out obscenely loud anyway. How desperate he is to watch you feeling good, and how the look on your face as he soaks you in his tongue is priceless. 

Soonyoung lifts himself up briefly to spit on his fingers. With the string of saliva collecting on your throbbing pussy, he slides them through your entrance and beckons inward. A come here kind of gesture. The kind he knows will make you squeal and press your thighs hard against his cheeks. 

Your boyfriend knows your body better than his own. Every freckle on your skin, or every mole that appears where you can’t spot it, and seeks it out just so the knowledge is his and his alone; so it can’t be kept by anyone else (and after however many years, this secret is amongst the closest to his heart.)

“God, you’re so wet. so wet baby, so warm too, fuuuuck, so warm.. wanna, hmm gonna, gonna live between your legs. gonna, oh fuck—“ his garbles between your lips entertain you enough to smile. You watch closely when his hips stutter as he works himself up, drool gathering in the corner of his lips at the thought of making you cum like this. 

“So pretty this way… my pretty girl, feels good?” his mouth is salivating, throat mewling as he watches you rock your hips into him, driving against his face so deliciously, presenting yourself to him.

Of course, he takes it. It’s too generous a gift to refuse. 

He knows his favorite present is yet to come but it won’t take much more waiting, the tell tale signs of your orgasm already smothering your face.

The thought turns his eyes into those famous crescent moons and you try to rest your hands beside them, to show him an ounce of affection, but they end up yanking his hair back after one particularly loud slurp against your clit. 

All that sudden vibration catches you totally off guard. It’s messy and long and so desperate that you can’t help but shove his head a little further closer.

His fingers curl slower and slower against that tender spot inside you, so deliberate in caressing it each and every pass that you can’t help but start to shake. 

Your heartbeat is so loud in your ears that you’re almost scared it’s going to stop. Every breath he chases from you is labored and short and you think you might just die, when—

“Gonna come? please, baby, baby… c’mon, don’t make me beg for you.” he’s literally sobbing, begging you not to force a ‘please’ from him, ignorant of the fact that he’s already begged and pleased several times already. It’s no surprise he’s too pussydrunk to notice—he’s always this way. Fucked dumb with the joy of watching you get off.

The image makes your cunt clench around him that bit tighter, too excited and too overstimulated, you can’t help but come. Goosebumps prickle against his skin as your legs wrap tight around his head (and this maybe his other favorite part: holding his breath as you tremor above him.)

And then, they drop, your hips quivering and abdomen seizing as they try to handle your climax. Which might make him upset, if he weren’t busy coaxing you through it with long, wet, licks, one firm hand caressing your lower back as it convulses, the other speeding up as it furls and unfurls within you. Stringing it out just that bit more.

It’s more than enough for Soonyoung to finish, much more embarrassingly, in his pants against the duvet he’d so fervently been jerking over this whole time. 

He whimpers against your soaked cunt and the overstimulation makes you roll over, leaving him face up to your side, hand worming its way into yours.

“Fuck. If I miss my flight— fuck. you’re, ugh I can’t believe I let you— you’re so driving me to the airport.” your tone is directly contradicted by just how tight you squeeze his hand back.

He doesn’t say anything, trying real hard to hide the shit-eating grin on his face. Which only lasts as long as he can hold his laughter (about five seconds) and then he’s thrashing about as you shove him back and forth. 

“Asshole!” 

“Sorry, I’m sorry baby, I just—“ 

“God, you suck—“ 

He turns over at that, resting his cheek on your stomach and looking up at you through his eyelashes. 

“Yea, baby. Yes I do.” 

penned by rowan, still a result of this insane video

[kangshxrtie]

41 . u up? (written)

the second daniela texted that she was outside, you were already out the door since you had been ready the moment she texted back.

"heyy," you greeted as soon as you got into the car, settling into the passenger seat.

daniela didn't respond at first and just looked over at you; squinting like she was still mad, but the corner at her mouth was fighting to stay straight.

"don't think this means i've forgiven you yet," she said, starting the car.

"of course not. this is just... us getting a little sweet treat," you said with a smile, even though you both knew it meant more than that.

"oh, is that what this is?" daniela replied, pulling out of the driveway. "i don't know if a slurpee is enough to make me forgive you. you emotionally bruised me."

you laughed, leaning your head back against the seat. "i missed you."

she didn't respond right away, but you noticed her fingers twitch on the gear shift like she was fighting the urge to reach out.

"i missed you too," she finally muttered, eyes still on the road.

a quiet moment passed, soft and warm, before you broke it with a smile. "so... about that slurpee?"

"i was promised a make-out session," daniela said, glancing at you.

"and i said as soon as i get my slurpee," you grinned.

"i didn't realize this had terms and conditions," she teased.

"it's because i'm your passenger princess, it gives me a reason to act like this" you shot back.

"i could pull over right now," daniela warned.

"let's not crash over a kiss. 7/11's five minutes away," you said, amused.

"fine," she sighed dramatically, finally sliding her hand over to hold yours. "i guess i can wait a couple of minutes."

you looked down at your hands, fingers perfectly laced together, and smiled. "i promise i'll make it worth your while."

"keep talking like that and i will start speeding." daniela glanced over with a smirk.

"no need to risk a speeding ticket over me... unless you're trying to impress me or something," you laughed, squeezing her hand gently.

"please. i impress you just by existing," daniela scoffed.

"okay, confidence," you smirked. "but you're not wrong."

"so you're gonna start being nice to me again now, huh?" she raised an eyebrow at you, clearly trying to hide how flustered that made her.

"i was always nice to you. you were just sulking too hard to notice."

"excuse me?! i was heartbroken! abandoned! replaced by someone named natasha—" daniela pouted.

"oh my god, her name is natty," you laughed, cutting her off.

"whatever. all i know is she got your attention, and i didn't," daniela said, turning into the 7/11 parking lot.

"you've always had my attention; i just didn't know how to deal with it," you looked over at her, more serious now.

"you're lucky you're cute," she said quietly.

"i know," you grinned.

"come on, let's go get your dumb slurpee before i kiss you right here in the parking lot," daniela sighed dramatically but smiled, unbuckling her seatbelt.

"do it then," you said.

"what about my terms and conditions?" daniela asked.

"you can get a little teaser for driving me all the way here," you leaned in slightly, teasing.

that was all it took, daniela leaned over without hesitation, cupping the back of your neck and kissing you like she'd been waiting all week. her lips were warm, her touch gentle but certain, and neither of you seemed in a rush to pull away.

when you finally did, breathless and smiling, you rested your forehead against hers.

"okay, i really want my slurpee now," you said with a grin.

"you're so annoying." daniela gave you a playful side-eye.

"don't worry," you said, already reaching for the door handle. "we'll get back to this soon."

"let's hurry up and get you that slurpee before you drive me insane," daniela said, laughing as she climbed out of the car.

"lead the way then, mi corazón," you winked.

she rolled her eyes, but the blush creeping up her cheeks gave her away. you both walked inside together making a beeline for the slurpee machine.

you grabbed a cup and surveyed your options. "ooh, they have piña colada," you said excitedly, already filling your cup before topping it off with cherry.

"that actually looks kinda good." daniela peeked over your shoulder before grabbing her own cup and copying your mix.

with slurpees in hand, you wandered around the store for a bit, just talking about random things. everything felt easy again like all the tension had melted somewhere between the kiss and the sugar rush.

"oh my god, they have push pops," you said suddenly, peeking into the freezer.

"you want one?" daniela asked.

"kinda," you told her honestly shaking your head with a sheepish smile.

that was all she needed to hear. without a word, she pulled open the freezer door and grabbed two. you smiled as you both walked up to the counter and like she promised, daniela paid for everything.

back in the car, you sat with the windows cracked and music low, just eating your push pops and talking. yours was so frozen it was nearly impossible to push up, and you ended up wrestling with it the whole time, hands cramping up and everything.

"you look like you're fighting for your life right now," daniela kept laughing at you every time you struggled.

"i am," you said dramatically. "this thing is frozen solid. i'm risking my whole wrist just for a bite."

when you finally finished the two of you threw away your wrappings before pulling off. daniela pulled into the empty lot of smut park, the whole place was quiet, dimly lit by a single flickering streetlamp that barely reached the parking area.

"i swear, we always end up here," you said, sipping from your slurpee.

"this is the only place i feel safe parking after ten," daniela said, turning off the engine. "unless you want to make out in a target parking lot."

"...honestly? that sounds fun," you joked.

"next time," she smirked. "this spot's already reserved tonight."

"so..." you said, turning to face her. "i made you a promise earlier"

daniela turned her head slowly, giving you a once-over like she was considering it. "i could, but i'm still emotionally wounded, remember?"

you scoffed. "you literally kissed me first last time. that wound seems pretty healed."

"you call that an apology?" daniela raised a brow.

"i told you i missed you," you said. "that's, like, huge for me. i never tell anybody that."

"fine. i'll let it slide—only because i like you too much" she rolled her eyes but she was clearly fighting a smile.

"wow. romantic," you deadpanned, leaning closer and daniela didn't pull away.

this time, the kiss was softer and less urgent than before. it wasn't about making a point or teasing; it was warm and slow. her hand found your jaw, and your fingers curled around the sleeve of her hoodie.

"i like you, you know," she mumbled, barely audible when you finally pulled away.

"i know," you whispered. "i like you too. a lot."

daniela leaned back in her seat, cheeks flushed and eyes brighter than before. "okay, now what? are we gonna sit here and make out the whole time or...?"

"are you complaining?" you teased, a small smile playing on your lips.

"no," daniela said, her voice softer now. "i just… i didn’t know if you were okay with that."

you tilted your head, eyes locking with hers. "that was literally my whole excuse for asking you to hang out."

daniela laughed under her breath, the tension in her shoulders easing. “well then,” she said, leaning in with that familiar glint in her eyes, “let’s keep doing it.”

and just like that, she kissed you again. no hesitation, no questions, just her lips on yours like that was exactly where they belonged.

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[undercoverprentiss]

hands on lesson ᯓᡣ𐭩 c.novak

PAIRING: casey novak x pornstar!fem!reader

TEASER: You lean in, licking up the length of her slit before sucking her clit into your mouth, flicking your tongue over the swollen bud. Casey screams, her hands flying to your hair, gripping hard, holding you against her like she never wants you to stop.

Her thighs clamp around your head, her pussy pulsing around your fingers, and you love it—love the way she’s falling apart for you, love the way she can’t control the wrecked little sounds spilling from her lips.

CONTENT WARNINGS: fingering (f!receiving), oral (f!receiving), swearing, both are drinking, face riding

Casey’s apartment is dimly lit, the air thick with whiskey and unspoken tension. The ice in her glass clinks as she takes another slow sip, trying to act casual, but she’s been restless all night—stealing glances at you, shifting in her seat, lips parting like she wants to say something but can’t quite bring herself to do it.

You stretch out on her couch, one leg draped lazily over her lap, watching her struggle. It’s fucking adorable.

"Okay, Novak." You smirk, tilting your glass in her direction. "You’ve been looking at me like I just perjured myself in court. What’s up?"

She lets out a sharp breath, swirling the amber liquid in her glass before finally meeting your gaze. "I have… questions."

Your brow arches. "Questions?"

"About your job."

Oh. Ohhh.

A slow grin spreads across your lips. "Are you telling me you’ve been watching my videos, Counselor?"

She groans, tipping her head back against the couch. "God, don’t say it like that."

"Like what?" You lean in, letting your voice drop lower, sultry, teasing. "Like you’ve been getting off to me? Like you’ve been watching me fuck other people and wondering what it’d be like if it were you?"

Her jaw tightens, but the pink creeping down her throat betrays her.

"I just—" She exhales sharply. "I have been watching. And I don’t understand how you do some of the shit you do."

You chuckle, licking your lips. "You wanna learn?"

She swallows hard. "I—I wouldn’t even know where to start."

Lucky for her, you’re an excellent teacher.

You set your glass down and shift, straddling her lap in one slow, deliberate motion. Casey stiffens, hands hovering near your hips like she doesn’t know if she should grab you or shove you off. But the moment you grind down, just enough to let her feel the heat between your legs, her grip tightens, fingers digging into your waist.

"Lesson one," you murmur, threading your fingers into her hair, tilting her head back just enough to bare her throat. "Kissing."

Her lips part like she wants to argue, but you don’t give her the chance. You kiss her soft, slow, teasing, barely touching, just a whisper of breath and heat. Casey shudders beneath you, then chases your lips, desperate, groaning into your mouth when you finally let her have you.

She tastes like whiskey and something sweet, and fuck, she kisses like she argues—stubborn, passionate, full of fire. You drag your tongue along her bottom lip before sucking it into your mouth, making her whimper.

"Fuck," she breathes when you pull back, lips swollen, her pupils blown wide.

You smirk, rolling your hips against her again. "Yeah, baby. We’re just getting started."

Her head tips back against the couch, eyes half-lidded, already drunk off you. But you’re nowhere near finished.

"Lesson two." You pop open the buttons of her blouse, one by one, teasing your fingertips along the soft, freckled skin you reveal. "Confidence. Taking what you want."

"I want—" Her voice catches as you push her shirt off her shoulders, exposing smooth, warm skin. You trail slow, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, biting just enough to make her squirm.

"Tell me," you murmur against her skin, lips ghosting over the swell of her breasts. "Use your words, Counselor."

She shudders, nails pressing into your thighs. "I want you to fuck me."

You grin against her skin. "Good girl."

Sliding down her body, you tug at the zipper of her skirt, yanking it off along with her panties, until she’s completely bare beneath you. Your breath catches in your throat.

Holy fuck.

Casey’s pussy is soaked, slick glistening in the low light, her folds already swollen and flushed a deep pink. Her clit is hard, peeking out from between soft, wet lips, and fuck—you want to ruin her.

"You’re so wet for me, Case," you murmur, dragging your fingers through the mess between her thighs. She whimpers, hips jerking at the lightest touch.

"Shut up," she pants, but her voice is shaky, desperate.

You smirk, circling her clit with your thumb as you slide two fingers through her slick folds, teasing. "Soaked, baby. You must’ve been thinking about this all night."

She gasps as you push one finger inside, then another, stretching her open. She’s tight, hot, so fucking warm, and you groan at how she clenches around your fingers, sucking you in like she was made for this.

"Jesus," she chokes out, thighs trembling around your hand.

"God, you feel good," you groan, curling your fingers inside her, searching—there.

Her entire body jerks, a strangled moan ripping from her throat as you press against that sweet spot, slow and relentless.

"Fuck—fuck—fuck," she gasps, back arching.

You lean in, licking up the length of her slit before sucking her clit into your mouth, flicking your tongue over the swollen bud. Casey screams, her hands flying to your hair, gripping hard, holding you against her like she never wants you to stop.

Her thighs clamp around your head, her pussy pulsing around your fingers, and you love it—love the way she’s falling apart for you, love the way she can’t control the wrecked little sounds spilling from her lips.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?" you murmur, voice muffled against her soaked cunt.

"Yes—fuck—don’t stop—"

You don’t. You curl your fingers harder, fucking into her deep and fast, tongue flicking over her clit, relentless, until—

"Oh my fucking God—"

She shatters.

Her body tenses, then breaks, pussy clenching down around your fingers as she cums hard, her entire body shaking. She sobs your name, bucking against your mouth, riding the waves of her orgasm as you work her through it, dragging it out until she’s a trembling, whimpering mess beneath you.

Finally, when she’s too sensitive to take any more, you ease your fingers out, pressing a final kiss to her clit before sitting back, licking her wetness from your fingers as you watch her struggle to catch her breath.

"Lesson three," you murmur, voice dark and sweet. "Stamina."

Casey’s eyes flicker open, and fuck—there’s something dangerous in them now.

"Oh, you’re so fucked," she growls, yanking you onto your back.

Casey stares down at you, chest rising and falling, her lips still swollen from your kisses, her thighs trembling from the orgasm you just dragged out of her. But there’s something new in her eyes now—determination, a fire that wasn’t there before. She looks like she wants to tear you apart.

"You think you’re in charge here?" she mutters, voice wrecked but still full of that stubborn fire.

You smirk, dragging your fingers up her inner thighs, feeling her shudder at your touch. "I know I am, baby."

Before she can argue, you grab the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, tossing it aside, leaving yourself bare from the waist up. Casey’s gaze drops to your tits, her lips parting slightly as she takes you in.

"Like what you see?" you tease, reaching for the button of your jeans.

Instead of answering, she grabs your waistband and yanks, helping you shove them down along with your panties, until you're as naked as she is. The second your clothes hit the floor, she’s on you, pressing her body against yours, kissing you hungry and desperate. Her hands are rough, fingers digging into your sides as she grinds against your bare skin, letting you feel just how wrecked she still is from your mouth.

You let her take control for a moment, let her get lost in it, before you pull back, gripping her jaw and tilting her head up to meet your gaze. "You’re not done learning yet, Counselor."

Her breath stutters, but she doesn’t pull away.

You push her back just enough to maneuver yourself onto the chair, reclining against the cushions, spreading your legs, your bare, wet pussy on display for her. Casey’s eyes darken, locked onto you, her hands clenching at her sides like she’s fighting the urge to touch.

"Come here," you command, voice smooth and firm.

She swallows, then obeys, climbing onto the chair with you, straddling your stomach.

"No," you correct, grabbing her hips and shifting her up—higher, higher, until her knees are planted on either side of your head. You tug her forward until her soaked pussy hovers just above your mouth, her scent thick, sweet, making your mouth water.

"Sit," you order, voice husky.

Her breath catches. "I—I don’t wanna smother—"

You laugh, low and sinful, squeezing her thighs. "Baby, I want you to use me." You slide your hands up her body, cupping her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples. "I want you to ride my fucking face."

Casey whimpers, then slowly lowers herself onto your mouth. The moment her slick heat presses against your lips, you groan, dragging your tongue through her folds, savoring the taste of her. She’s so wet, dripping for you, her pussy soft and hot and perfect.

You press your tongue flat against her clit and suck.

"Fuck!" Casey shudders, hands flying to the back of the chair, gripping for balance as she grinds against your mouth, her thighs tightening around your head.

"That’s it," you murmur between flicks of your tongue. "Take what you need."

She does.

She moves hesitantly at first, rolling her hips, rubbing her swollen clit against your tongue, testing. But then she gets bolder, her rhythm growing rougher, more desperate. You let her use you, let her chase the pleasure, drinking down every drop of her slick, tongue fucking into her before dragging back up to her clit, making her sob above you.

You reach up, cupping her tits, rolling her stiff nipples between your fingers. Casey gasps, arching her back, pushing into your hands, her moans turning needy, helpless.

"Oh my God," she whimpers, voice shaking, her hips jerking against your mouth. "I—fuck, I’m gonna—"

You pinch her nipples hard and suck her clit into your mouth at the same time.

Casey screams.

Her entire body locks up, thighs clenching, pussy gushing against your tongue as she cums, grinding through it, riding your face like she can’t stop, like she’s never felt anything this good before. Her breath is ragged, shattered, and you keep your mouth on her, keep teasing her through every wave, until she’s whimpering, twitching, completely wrecked above you.

Finally, she collapses, sliding off your mouth, her body limp and spent.

You lick your lips, grinning. "Now you’re learning, Counsellor."

[sl-vega]

SWEET N' SOUR ! - a scaramouche celebrity smau

-> TEASER 001

additional notes:

so uh...hi guys ;w;

yes I have a new smau

yes this is the third one

but I actually took a very long time to plan out all of act one before posting the masterlist so you guys would get CONSISTENT updates

and i'm on spring break from school so i'll try my best!

lmao I essentially took the sabrina carpenter and olivia beef and said; lmao what if they made out tho?

and now we have sns!

Lmao I blurred the 'blonde girl' and 'she' parts of drivers license because I'm trying to keep reader as neutral as possible!

as per usual taglist is open

and let me know if I can use your user names as fans! (PLEASE I really need them)

˚୨୧⋆｡ synopsis:  the bright lights of fame and fortune aren’t for everyone, and you’re starting to think you’re part of that majority. You just can’t seem to catch a break! Every movie you’re in goes straight to DVD, every album you drop just barely gets any streams. From child star to sub par popstar, it seems clear that the world has some kind of vendetta against you and you love to blame it on a certain rising musical sensation; Scaramouche. Thanks to your godforsaken luck you happened to go out with the wrong guy at the wrong time because he just so happened to be Scaramouche’s ex, next thing you know you wake up to truck loads of death threats, your record label dropping you, AND a whole album labelling you as the ‘other woman’! After what seemed like a never ending onslaught of straight bullying and harassment, you had long since retreated from the limelight, the only thing left from your music career being ever so occasional covers on YouTube that only your few close friends watched religiously. However, after writing a heartfelt original piece and uploading it from your humble bedroom, it goes viral! A single song has thrusted you head first into stardom once more, and face to face with the person you ruined it for you.

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[jeoncasino]

Prospects | teaser |

Tired of life and all it had to bring for you, things take a turn when you find out two of your friends start to take a liking to you. With newfound emotions and a whole lot of drama, what happens when they start competing for your love?

Pairings: JJK x fem! reader [x KNJ]

Genre: college au, love triangle, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, slow burn, eventual smut.

Tags: rich! jjk, law student! jjk, dark hair! jjk, sweet! jjk, jealous! jjk, needy! jjk, obsessed! jjk, but also dom! jjk, slightly toxic! jjk, english major! knj, boy bsf! knj, co-worker! knj, husband material! knj, brown hair! knj, sweet! knj, jealous! knj, sad knj:(, everything’s so complicated and everyone’s in denial, jk's love language is physical touch and acts of service, jk has mommy issues so he's too attached to oc, joonie is so sweet i feel bad for him, gguk will try everything in his power to make oc his, ggukkie lowkey hates joonie lol, my characters are flawed don’t expect them to be perfect.

Warnings: jealousy.

⋆ †₊ Series Masterlist

Minors do not interact.

“So, what are we having today, Mr. Jeon? Will you get me a cookie again?” you teased, looking up at him from behind the counter with those captivating eyes Jeongguk couldn’t get enough of lately.

He smiled sheepishly. “You know you owe me eight bucks, right?”

You gasped. “Hello? You literally beg me to take your cookies!” Pointing a finger at him, you both laughed. Just as he was about to defend himself, a stern voice interrupted.

“Y/n, I can take over if you’d like. Go on your break now.” Your shift manager, Namjoon, appeared beside you, pushing you aside with his hip in a friendly manner, trying to lighten his previous tone. After apologizing to Jeongguk and saying it was your duty to follow your manager’s orders, you left.

Jeongguk was immediately irritated. This wasn’t the first time Namjoon had come between you two, always trying to distract you and take you away from him whenever he had the chance. It was obvious that the man you called your best friend didn’t plan on staying friends forever, and the only one who couldn’t see it was you. The funny part? Jeongguk didn’t know why that bothered him most.

Both men, irritated by each other’s presence, exchanged heavy, intense gazes. Namjoon spoke first. “Your order?”

Jeongguk leaned over the counter, gripping the edges so hard his knuckles turned white. “Pull this move one more time, and I’ll get you fired,” he said through clenched teeth.

“Mr. Jeon,” Namjoon mimicked, “I’m just trying to take your order.”

Jeongguk fumed. “Cut the act, Namjoon. You know you hate that she likes me, even after you’ve tried to throw dirt on me just to get a chance,” Jeongguk stepped back. “Which, by the way, is nonexistent.”

And just like that, Jeongguk broke the moment and walked out of the café.

Author: what do we think what do we thinkkk, yall liked it yall hated it lmkk. if any of you are interested in joining the taglist for these series also lmk!!

This is a work of fiction. The scenes, characters and events depicted are purely fictional and not intended to represent real-life procedures or individuals. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not use this story as your own.

@jeoncasino 2024 ©

[archangeldyke-all]

Guys im gonna drop an Ambessa x reader teaser in Angel’s ask box later. Somebody remind me okay? 💋

Angel I need more werecat Sev x reader bc its so cute 🥺

EEEEEK so excited for the teaser and I LOVE WERECAT SEV so yes lets do more

men and minors dni

while most of the time sevika can control when and where she transforms, on full moons she transforms for the full night and has no control over it.

it's fucking adorable.

you know she hates it. sevika's made her peace with her new feline super powers but she likes to be in control of it, so it pisses her off when she's stuck as a cat for a full night.

you have to remind her when the full moon's coming up, the little calendar on your fridge has a little cat doodle drawn in dates where full moons will be in the sky.

she spends these nights in the apartment with you, curled in your lap and purring as you pet her. you know she's just annoyed she can't be doing the human work she wants to, but you're secretly grateful for the mandatory day off for your girlfriend once a month.

when it's the moon's magic changing her and not her own free-will, sevika's cat urges are ten times more powerful. she just can't help herself.

you love it. you try your best not to tease your girlfriend about how she acts when she's a cat-- you know she's embarrassed by her powers already-- but how are you supposed to react when you come home on a full moon and find your cat-girlfriend licking her own ass?

all the cat toys and trees and beds you've bought to decorate your apartment are usually ignored by sevika. but on a full moon? oh, she goes crazy-- scratching her front paw endlessly on her scratching post, playing like a kitten with a little felt mouse toy, chasing a feather and bell on the end of a string that you're controlling for hours.

and she's so cuddly.

sevika's pretty cuddly as a cat anyways, she loves sitting in your lap or on your chest for pets, loves purring loud enough to lull you to sleep, absolutely adores getting chin scratches-- but on a full moon, sevika becomes clingy.

if you have to leave for groceries, sevika screams until you tie a sling around your chest and put her in it to take her with you. (she nuzzles and paws against your tits the whole time-- still human enough to know that she loves them.

she's constantly twining between your feet at home, tripping you and looking up at you smugly when you stumble. (you just grab her by the scruff of her neck when she's being a little shit-- it makes her freeze up and look at you with the most annoyed, helpless glare.)

and the morning after each full moon-- sevika's always an exhausted, embarrassed mess.

she's so tired from playing with her toys and annoying and cuddling you that she sleeps most of the day after, back to her human snores instead of her purrs, about two hundred pounds heavier where she sleeps on your chest.

when she wakes up for the bathroom or snacks or to glare at you and demand you go back to scratching her scalp like she likes, you always take the chance to remind her of what a sweet little kitty she is.

she hates this, glaring at you and cursing you out, a sweet pink blush on her cheeks while you remind her about how cute she was just a few hours ago.

"awe, sev, look at this cute picture i got of you enjoying that bowl of milk i set out for you last night."

"fucking delete that!" she screams as she chases you around the house.

you just laugh as she runs after you. "here, kitty kitty!"

"shut the fuck up!"

taglist!

@fyeahnix @lavendersgirl @half-of-a-gay @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner

@shimtarofstupidity @chuucanchuucan @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther

@ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @emiliabby @sevikasbeloved @hellorai

@glass-apothecary @macaroni676 @artinvain @k3n-dyll @sevsdollette

@ellieslob @xayn-xd @keikuahh @maneskinwh0re @raphaellearp

@iamastar @sevikitty @claude999 @nhaaauyen

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - Lesbians WIN & I'm excited about a Thai BL again!

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

April 2024 Wk 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

My Stand-In (Thai Fri iQIYI) ep 1 of 12 eps - Adaptation of Chinese novel Professional Body Double by Shui Qiang Cheng. Stars Up (Lovely Writer) and Poom (Bake Me Please) directed by the same team as KP (not a recommendation IMHO - my biggest criticism of KP was the clashing directing styles). The MDL description made it sound complicated af but actually it's not so bad. In fact it's GOOD.

Stuntman Joe dies on the job and wakes up in the body of another Joe who has an entirely different life. But our Joe just gets his new body right back into his old existence, full of friends, enemies, and one troublesome ex. Poom is absolutely killing it in the lead. Mek is perfectly cast as the Actor du Jerk. I’m not sold on Up’s bratty brokenhearted rich kid... yet. The show though, I like it. I like a one (two) night stand starting things off and I like a lot of morally gray characters. Fun fun!

Deep Night (Thurs iQiyi) ep 8fin - The lesbian moms are the cutest thing in the world and my favorite thing this week. Bar none.

Summation:

It's about a host club and all the gay boys in it and some stuff that's not important because... PEOPLE OF EARTH WE HAVE A HONEST REP OF POLY IN A BL. Stand up and raise your hands in prayer to the Thai BL gods because sure as shit no one else was ever going to give this to us. For that alone this show gets 8/10 from me. Bonus Lesbian moms and great kisses.

Two Worlds (Thurs iQIYI) ep 7 of 10 - Say what you want about MaxNat all these years that they've been paired makes them great onscreen boyfriends. And you know me, I'm a total sucker for linguistic negotiation. Makes my heart go all mushy. That said, now that the leads are together, I’m really uninterested in all the drama around the ex-boyfriend/triangle. I'm glad this is only 10 eps.

1000 Years Old (Thurs iQIYI) ep 11 of 12 - They gave me the tiniest teaser for the kinky vampire BL that I have wanted my whole life. And now I'm just fucking annoyed with the rest of the show. 

We Are (Weds iQIYI) ep 3-4 of 16 - Q & Toey are the only interesting thing going on. I actually didn’t like this pair in My School President, but I’m enjoying them here. The others are all fine but these two have my heart. I have questions like: did Phum ever get his shopping bags back? And why is Phum driving a different colored car half way through the ep?

Only Boo! (Sun YouTube) ep 3 of 12 - The quality is good (it’s GMMTV) but the acting is... not. Still I loved that Moo just made the confession for both of them. Very in character. Does this plot remind anyone else of Footloose? Just me? Side couple was cute but now a bit too stalker for me. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Unknown (Taiwan Tues YouTube & Viki) ep 10 of 12 - It’s fantastic. Such a great show. We are so lucky. This is basically Taiwan’s The Eights Sense. I didn’t know they had it in them, but I’m really glad that they did.

Living With Him AKA Kare no Iru Seikatsu (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 3 of 10 - As JBL’s go this is way more my speed (than Alaska). It’s just so sweet and awkward but charming about it. The confession was so earnest. 

Blue Boys (Korea YouTube) 2 of ? No MDL link - It’s very sexy this one. Not sure what Korea thinks it's doing, but I’m not mad about it. 

Gray Shelter (Korea Thurs iQIYI) ep 5fin - summation: About a slacker nursing a crush on the (brief) older stepbrother who abandoned him. Upon finding him again he moves in with him, upends the mans lost suffering life. A dark gritty piece with confusing subs making it too chewy to really grok. It's trying to do too much for its length. The tension is real and the acting is good, it's just everything else stymied clean execution of the core concept. Frankly I spent this show expecting (and wanting them) to just fall into bed together - in a kind of desperate fight sex. It didn’t happen, and I’m disappointed by the non-ending we got. (Whether it’s going to have more in the series or not.) 7/10 I'm open to changing the rank if a part two fixes this one's flaws.

Boys Be Brave AKA Roommates (Korea Thurs Viki) ep 1-2 of 8 - Oh dear. Terrible hair. Jock nerd pairing. OCD baby cakes. Cohabitation trope. Killer side couple. Def unhinged. 

At 25:00 in Alaska AKA 25 Ji Akasaka de (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 2 of 10 - I’m still genuinely not sure about this one. It’s just a little too awkward for me in the wrong way. I expect all Japanese BL to have a certain aura of awkwardness so I don’t know what it is about this one turnign me off. I do enjoy that we’re getting both stories, the one between the actors, and a little bit of the roles that they’re playing on screen but... yeah

Love is like a Cat (Korea Mon Viki) eps 7-8 of 12 - The leads finally had a moment but there is negative chemistry. Why am I watching this? 

It's airing but...

Lady Boy Friends (Thai WeTV grey) 16 eps - reminds me a bit too much of Diary of Tootsies only high school. Not my thing. DNF unless it turns a corner and is truly amazing.

Memory in the Letter (Thai WeTV) - 6 eps, when it's done, tell me if I should bother?

In case you missed it

Kiseki Chapter 2 (Sun iQIYI) 6 eps - finished its run but I won't be finishing it. Stays dropped.

GMMTV announced the second half of their 2024 line up. I got excited and picked my favorites, details + trailers here. Basically my ranking is:

The Heart Killers

ThamePo

Revamp

Sweet Tooth

Perfect 10 Liners

The Ex-Morning

Ossan’s Love Thailand

Next Week Looks Like This:

What happened?

Knock-Knock Boys (Thai WeTV) - 4 college friends conspire to help their friend lose his virginity. Familiar faces like Seng (yes, Billy's previous pairing) and Best, news here. But will it actually air this month?

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENT

I have adopted him. He is MINE. I love him, your honor. (The Stand In)

I love them SO MUCH. (Deep Night)

(Last week)

Streaming services are listed by how I (usually) watch, which is with a USA based IP, and often offset by a day because time zones are a pain.

The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire

If ya wanna be tagged each week leave a comment and I will add you to the template. Easy peesy.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 25: Office Sex

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, Gojo being a menace, vaginal fingering, slight power dynamics word count: 1k pairings: Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader teaser: “Already this wet, huh?” He says in such a smug way. You scoff, “Don’t ruin this!”

dividers: @adornedwithlight

taglist: @thissaintjessi, @cherryblossombankai, @yourfavstalker25789, @aquariius-rising,

@jaeminsmilk, @sindulgent666, @dearest-yeosang,

@100520s, @awkwardchick87, @hoesoflamentation,

@shinysp4rk, @yeowangies, @chilichopsticks

He gives you a mischievous look. He knows that you won’t be able to resist this either. Satoru smirks when you roll your eyes. He knows he’s getting under your skin and it’s exactly what he wants.

He comes over to you while you’re trying to finish up a report. You had just come back from a mission with Nanami and Takuma, and you were growing tired. It had been quite a long day too. But when Gojo came in and decided to keep you company, you knew he wasn’t going to be acting innocent at all.

“Aren’t you tired of filling out that report? Why don’t you leave it for Ijichi-san?” Gojo purrs in your ear as he begins to massage your shoulders.

You lean back. “I can’t. I would hate to pile more work on him.”

Gojo sighs and he pouts. He even lifts up his blindfold to show you his eyes and to really push that sad, kicked puppy dog look he uses whenever he truly wants to get his way. You sigh and roll your eyes once more, making him smirk.

“Well, then why don’t you take a little break? I could definitely help you relax.”

You had to admit that his offer seemed to be really enticing. It would certainly help take the edge off as well. You turn around in your chair, facing him completely. He smiles playfully, pulling you in for a very steamy kiss.

A soft squeal is pulled from you as Gojo pulls you closer to him, and you wrap your legs around him. He holds you up for a moment, then he places you on your desk. More kisses follow, and soon you’re making out. Gojo tastes like sweets; dessert and sugared tea. You love the way he always tastes so good. His tongue feels amazing as it rubs against your own.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, and you even have the nerve to push off his blindfold. He smirks at you as he gets to look at you with his uncovered eyes. There’s a look of pure unbridled lust on his face. You grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him in for a desperate kiss.

The air in your office almost seems to get even more hot and tense. Gojo spreads your thighs, laughing softly as you moan. He begins to undress you; working on your shirt first and then he pushes up your skirt. The cutest little mewl comes from you when he presses the pads of his long fingers against your panties.

“Already this wet, huh?” He says in such a smug way.

You scoff, “Don’t ruin this!”

But he’s so quick to rectify everything by pushing your little panties to the side and rubbing your clit. You can’t help the soft moans that fall from your lips now as he stimulates you with complete expertise. You let your head fall back in pleasure, which gives him the perfect opportunity to lean in and nip at the tender flesh there.

“You’re such a naughty girl.” Gojo murmurs against your neck.

When his fingers push into you and curl up against your g spot, all the words that you would have said in retaliation die in your throat. You shudder as he turns you into a puddle of mush so easily. He continues his assault on your pussy, watching as your juices dribble out.

Gojo pulls away from you, making you whine from the loss of contact. You watch through hooded eyes as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. Drool pools in your mouth as you watch him pull down his pants and release his cock. He strokes it a few times before coming back closer to you. He presses the tip to your pussy, making you moan.

“Beg me,” he grunts. “Beg me for my cock, baby.”

You hate that he’s doing this to you. He’s toying with you. Making you dribble and become even more needy for him. You try to get the words to come out just right, but the way he keeps rubbing the tip of his cock against your swollen clit has you a bit more flustered than you thought.

“Come on,” he purrs softly as he prods your hole with the swollen head of his cock. “I know you can be a good girl and beg for me.”

Finally you muster up all your need and you begin to beg for him to fuck you. It takes no time for him to thrust up into you. You cling to him; your nails digging into the meat of his shoulders. It’s not long before he’s pounding into you, moaning out loud as the pleasure takes over the both of you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight! Yes yes yes!” He’s groaning in pleasure.

The desk beneath you begins to creak in time with each hard thrust. You love being able to look into his eyes while fucking like this. It’s so much more intimate than when he keeps his blindfold on. He smirks when he notices the way you’re looking at him.

“Awhhh, you’re so in love with me,” his words are so annoyingly smug.

“S-shut up!” You say, but it soon turns into a moan as he hits that spongy spot deep inside of you.

You’re rendered into a moaning mess as he picks up his pace. One of his hands comes to rub your clit in fast, sloppy circles. Your walls begin to clench and pulse around him, pushing him even closer to his own release.

Gojo leans in and kisses you, letting out such a cute whimpering noise as you clench around him again. A few more thrusts has you falling off the edge and seeing stars as your orgasm washes over you. Satoru lets out a soft cry of your name as he begins to paint your insides white. 

Panting you both come down from your high, and he chuckles before kissing you again. He looks so happy with himself.

“I’ll help with that report now.”

reblogs and comments always appreciated!

©actuallysaiyan 2024– do not repost on other platforms, copy, translate or edit my works!

[smilinsilly]

You should do lee and ler hc’s for pomni, ragatha, and jax <33 ehehe

YES!!!

Pomni

Lee

UBER ticklish,, like the thought of tickles makes her feel giggly and givers her shivers

she's a squirmer,, cannot be still ever

her worst spot is her neck- and her sides and back of her knees definitely.

jax abuses this when he finds out

blushes like crazy when tickled and gets embarrassed hearing the word

weak to teases- especially jaxs'

her laugh would be lighter and sweeter compared to the one we've heard where she's.. going insane lol.

she doesn't hate it,, but she's impartial. she's okay with it as long as it's in good fun and by the people she trusts and loves.

Ler

oh god pomnis huge on revenge

she's teasingly sadistic- like she makes it fun but she's fuming with the urge to GET THEM GOOD

shes not much of a teaser- more of a straight to the point and laugh-with-you kinda gal

always gets Jax back. always.

she's definitely more of a lee!! she only chooses to tickle others if they start it first.

good with surprises- she might hate recieving them but she's mad good at dishing them out

Jax

Lee

man's is hysterical.

definitely a ler leaning switch!!!

jax is ticklish in only very specific areas like the back of his ears and his stomach

man's will HOLD IN HIS LAUGH to fuck with the ler ,, eventually he cracks

he teases the ler and acts like he can take more; "that all you got???" Definitely gets him the tickles he deserves

his ears flop down and he smiles so wide his eyes shut

he's very sneaky and will try to tickle the ler- only tickle fights here folks

Ler

he really likes to tickle others-it's something he does to bond, he likes making people laugh after all.

teases like no other and especially targets Pomni

he pokes at first and wiggles his fingers at his lee- giving them ghost tickles to mess with em'

he's so tall he usually will gently put a knee on his lee to keep them from squirming- especially Pomni lol

always initiates tickle fights

uses tickling as a form of cheering someone up

Ragatha

Lee

ragatha is a big fan of physical touch and showing love so tickling is right up her ally

her and Pomni occasionally will have pillow fights leading to tickle fights

I feel like she's very stong- she's always able to fight back and get back to being the ler in these fights

ticklish almost everywhere-

has a cheerful motherly laugh that is bound to make you smile with her

Ler

OOOH rags loves being the ler

very teasy- sweet though, unlike Jax

she likes to talk to her lees and try to get them to hold conversations, knowing that they'll just fall into giggles

is actually really skilled?? like knows every trick or tease in the books. even Jax is impressed

targets Jax when she's mad or when he pranks her- he secretly thinks it's fun

[lilbluustar]

could you please do sohee as a boyfriend? pleaseee 🩷

hello cutie! yess, glad to do it! <3

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ sohee as a boyfriend

if sohee were your boyfriend, get ready for a relationship full of laughter, jokes and sweet little moments that make you feel like the most special person in the world (because you would be to him). you would know how much he cares about you through his actions. he's a playful baby, a little mischievous, but when it comes to you, his soft and loving side always comes out <33

❀ the ultimate teaser (but only with you, ofc)

sohee has a natural sense of humor, and if you’re his girlfriend, you’d be his favorite target. he’d mimic the way you talk, tease you about little things you do, and even make up weird nicknames just to annoy you.

but the best part?????? he’d do it with that signature mischievous smile of his. and if you try to ignore him, he’ll lean in closer with an innocent look:

“are you mad already? but i look cute when I do this, don’t i?”

(i could never be mad at you, ily baby)

❀ affectionate in his own way

even though he’s playful, when sohee loves someone, he gets incredibly affectionate. he’s all about physical touch-wrapping his arms around your waist out of nowhere, resting his head on your shoulder when he’s tired, and always finding little excuses to touch you, whether it’s holding your hand or absentmindedly playing with your fingers.

and if you tell him he’s being too clingy? he’ll just laugh and hold onto you even tighter:

“nope, too late, you’re stuck with me now.”

❀ fun and food-filled dates

for sohee, a perfect date always includes food. he’d constantly want to take you to try new places, and if you don’t like something, he’d just eat it for you without hesitation.

he also loves spontaneous dates, going to the park to play with dogs, doing impromptu karaoke in the car, or even staying in and watching random videos until you both fall asleep.

that being said, if there’s something you’re really excited about, he’ll make sure it’s extra special for you. even if he acts casual about it, he’d put a lot of thought into making you happy.

❀ jealous in the most unexpected way

sohee isn’t the type to get mad easily, but when he’s jealous, you’ll definitely notice. he won’t make a scene, but he’ll suddenly get quieter or start hugging you more than usual, almost like marking his territory.

and if you try to tease him about it, he’ll give you that playful smirk and say in his calmest voice:

“me? jealous? naaah… but if you keep talking about that guy, i might have to remind you who your boyfriend is.”

❀ his way of saying "i love you"

don’t expect sohee to say “i love you” all the time, but when he does, it will feel incredibly genuine. he prefers showing his love through small actions, randomly texting you to ask how your day is going, remembering tiny details about you, or just looking at you with a soft expression when he thinks you’re not paying attention.

sometimes, instead of saying “i miss you,” he’ll just sit beside you, lean his head on your shoulder, and let out a quiet sigh. and if you ask what’s wrong, he’ll just murmur: “nothing… just wanted to stay like this with you for a bit.”

❀ comforting you when you’re down

sohee might not always know what to say when you’re upset, but he’ll be there for you in his own way. he’d pull you into a warm hug, rubbing slow circles on your back as he softly murmurs: “you don’t have to talk, just stay like this for a bit"

and if you need a distraction, he’ll do whatever it takes to make you laugh, whether it’s acting goofy, telling you dumb jokes, or even offering to let you pick on him a little (just a little).

❀ texting you at the most random times

sohee is the kind of boyfriend who randomly texts you the most unexpected things throughout the day.

"i just saw a dog that looks like you"

"how does it feel to be dating someone this good-looking?"

"i bet you’re thinking about me right now, huh?"

and if you try to call him out for it, he’ll just laugh and say: "i just like making you smile, that’s all"

❀ intimate side

sohee may seem playful and innocent most of the time, but when the mood shifts, his energy completely changes. that teasing smile of his???? it becomes something darker, more intense. his voice drops to a lower, slower tone, and he takes his time, savoring every reaction he gets from you.

when he kisses you, he starts off light, just a teasing brush of his lips against yours, waiting to see how much you want it. his fingers graze your skin with a slow, deliberate touch, sending shivers down your spine.

and just when you think he’s going to deepen the kiss, he pulls away slightly, smirking as he whispers against your lips: “you get flustered so easily… so cute.” before pulling you back in this time, with no hesitation.

🌼 sohee would be the kind of boyfriend who fills your days with laughter, teases you endlessly but only because he loves you, and makes even the smallest moments feel special. his love wouldn’t be overly dramatic, but it would be deep, steady, and impossible to resist. he’d drive you crazy with his playful antics, but at the end of the day, you’d know you’re the person he appreciates and loves the most♡♡

hope u like! <3

[akoyaxs]

Can you do a fic abt Aonung and human reader? I was thinking that they start off rlly rocky cause you know how he acted around lo'ak and kiri because of their humanish features, and she thinks hes a skxawng and he thinks shes a freak?

and then 😏

I love jealous Aonung and protective Aonung so maybe he's spent all his time being cold to her and she's just gotten used to it but then something happens and he's suddenly always there?

thank you<3

Yes ofc! I'm so excited, this is my first request!!!!

Ask and you shall receive my darling- just give me a few days and I will publish it ♡, for now: enjoy the little synopsis and teaser of 『Tunutu』 ᵕ̈

A shout of laughter from outside brings you back to attention, and you set down the paste you had been mixing on a small table before quietly moving over to peek out. Just as you stick your small head out, you find yourself suddenly bumped backwards as several figures walk into the healing marui.

Folding your arms and frowning at the rowdy boys, you watch them as they comfortably space out around the marui. You recognise them instantly- the three skxawngs that Aonung always seemed to hang out with.

"Can I help you?" you ask, trying not to raise your brows when Koro laughs and shoves Nashvi forward to speak to you.

"Yeah," Nashvi grins stupidly. "Us and Aonung were out by the reef when an akula attacked, and we got a few injuries."

You can't help raising your brows at this. There are only several small scratches across the boys bodies, the worst only looking five inches long on Ongu's leg. But you have a job, and you aren't about to refuse to help Aonung's friends.

"Alright, sit down," you say tiredly, reaching up to lightly lead Nashvi to the woven mat you heal on.

As you turn to gather some more ointment, you can hear the three boys chuckling stupidly behind you, but when you turn, their smiles are quickly hidden and they don't make eye contact with each other.

Shrugging off your discomfort and annoyance, you lift up Nashvi's hair to apply the ointment to the scratches on his back.

They are not easy patients. They're whiny when you touch their miniscule, pointless little scratches, and they chuckle and grin shiftily at each other every time you move. It's an awkward interaction with each, and finally you can't take the silence anymore.

"What were you doing out by the reef?" you ask, in a desperate attempt to make conversation.

"Aonung wanted to hunt," Koro shrugs.

"Where is Aonung?"

They all grin again at your question, and you straighten up and frown.

"Missing your boyfriend are you?" Ongu leers.

You straighten up instantly, a frown fixed on your small face and your fist clenched slightly around the bowl.

"What are you talking about?" you say coolly, turning away from the boys under the pretence of collecting more herbs to add to the ointment.

"You're pining after him," Koro grins. "It's so obvious, all the little looks you shoot him, batting your eyelashes whenever he's around. You're so cool and all with other guys, but as soon as Aonung's around you're acting like a little lovestruck prolemuris."

"I do not," you say hotly, forgetting to act cool and hide the deep flush across your cheeks.

"Please," Nashvi scoffs. "You couldn't be more obvious if you tried."

Your face is growing hotter and hotter, and when you turn around, you find that the three boys have crept slightly closer, so now you're stuck between them.

"I don't have a crush on Aonung," you lie, knowing full well that you aren't convincing anyone. "I don't even like him."

"These little outfits say otherwise," Koro grins, reaching out to pinch your hip.

You jerk away from the contact, the bare skin of your hip between your top and low skirt burning slightly from his touch and the accusation of his words.

"Fuck off," you grumble, pushing at his hands as he reaches towards you again.

"What happened to the sweet little girl whenever he's around?"

"She's about to do worse than those little scratches if you don't stop touching me," you growl, hoping you sound braver than you feel.

Hot mortification is spreading through your body. Had you really been that obvious?

Koro, Ongu and Nashvi are just laughing stupidly, watching you grow more and more flustered as you try to figure out what to say, or at least how to get away.

"You are rude skxawngs," you snap. "I helped you out, now leave me alone."

"Why?" Nashvi grins. "We're just having a little fun with you, tawtute."

"Why do you wear such big clothes anyway?" Ongu leers. "I know they're getting smaller for Aonung, but if you want his attention you should just take it all off."

You growl as they reach for your clothes again.

"Tell Aonung that-"

"Tell me what?" a deep voice says from the entrance.

Immediately, all four of your gazes flick to see Aonung leaning against the entrance, a small frown pinching between his brows as he stares at his friends.

"That you need to find better friends," you huff, reaching to flatten your hair and pull your skirt down.

"She's just being grumpy," Koro laughs. "We were having a fun conversation with her."

"Yeah, it was real fun," you snap, flushing crimson as Aonung's gaze flicks back to you. "Especially when you kept touching me."

Aonung's frown deepens when you feel his gaze pass over the redness their pinches left over your hip, and you brush your hair out of your face.

"Okay, I fixed up your little scratches," you scowl to Koro, Ongu and Nashvi, as Aonung just stares dully at you. "You can fuck off now."

"Careful with your mouth," Nashvi grins. "You aren't as attractive when you aren't smiling, tawtute."

"Get out," you growl, straightening to your full height, but still shorter than their crouched figures.

They just laugh stupidly, and you're growing more and more flustered and annoyed. You are torn between wanting to shout and curl up in a ball and cry until they get uncomfortable and leave, when Koro pulls the last straw.

"It's a shame that such a pretty little thing has no humour," he grins to his friends. "You know I'd-"

"Out," you shout.

They don't look at all as though they're going to leave, but then Aonung shoots them a certain sort of look you miss, because your heart is pounding fast and angry tears are stinging your eyes.

You're mortified, that they knew about your crush, that they managed to get so far under your skin, that everyone had so little respect for you that they only listen when Aonung tells them to do something.

As they file out, you can hear them snickering to each other, and their gazes blazing on your bowed head as they walk away. 

"You can leave too," you say off-handedly, turning away so your back is to Aonung.

"Oh?" Aonung asks, his voice deep and amused. "You're going to kick me out of my own mum's marui?"

"Yes," you grumble, sitting down and glaring at him. "Fuck off."

Aonung just laughs, his massive body still leaning against the entrance as he stares down at you, blue eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Are you alright?" he asks, once he stops laughing. You frown at the slight concern in his voice before glaring up at him.

"Yes I'm fine," you snap. "Now are you done?"

Aonung just stares for a few more seconds before he pushes off the wall and walks over to you. 

Oh Eywa's just playing a fucking game with you right now. Aonung reaches out, lightly taking your small head in his hand and gently tilting your face up towards him with a soft hand.

"Is what they said true?" he asks quietly. 

"Aren't you the one that finds my crush obvious as fuck?" you snap.

But you don't pull away, and you both know it. Instead, you just stay put little a stupid good girl and stare up at him, waiting for what he's about to do.

"I'm fucking pathetic, I know," you whisper. "I have to work my ass off just to get the tiniest bit of recognition, and this is the longest we've ever spoken. All you do is glare at me from other sides of the village, and I still liked you."

"You're not," Aonung says. "Pathetic, I mean. They're just skxawngs."

"They're your friends," you point out. "They're the ones that knew I liked you, that just come and fucking taunt me and touch me and-"

"Let me see," Aonung cuts you off.

You scowl at him and try to push him away, but he just easily grabs your wrist and peers around you to see your hips, where the mark is still red against your skin.

"It's not a big deal," you growl. "I just don't need shit for having a stupid crush. No one ever needed to know and it wasn't hurting anyone. If I knew what skxawngs you and your friends are, I'd never like you."

"This skirt is thin," is all Aonung says. "And short. Tawtute clothing is strange, but this one is small compared-"

"It was for you!" you snap. "All the stupid dressing up and acting nice and being sweet and trying to be pretty just so you would stop glaring and look at me for ONCE!"

Aonung's frown deepens slightly, like he's confused, like you aren't making any sense. Stupid alien boys, so oblivious to everything around them.

"I am looking at you," he says quietly.

"No," you hiss. "You're looking down on me like always, just because I'm a human-"

Your voice dies in your throat when Aonung instantly sits beside you, his hands picking you up as though you weigh nothing and placing you gently in his massive lap.

Your faces are a foot apart, your hands immediately falling to his shoulder to steady yourself, an unnecessary action given that he's easily holding you by your waist. 

"Better?" he asks sincerely, as though he genuinely thought this would help.

You can hardly breathe over the pounding of your heart. You are nervous and pissed and terrified and also fucking horny.

Oh Eywa, how is he doing this- just instantly making you forget everything that happened by placing you on his lap and staring at you with those large blue eyes.

"What are you doing here Aonung?" you say tiredly.

His ears prick up at the sound of his name, the first time he's heard you speak it. You can hardly miss the sway of his tail behind you.

"Injury," he shrugs.

You scoff, and he turns to frown at you.

"I am injured," he frowns. "I went to my mother and she told me to come to you."

"She did?" you ask, confused. "If you're hurt, why would she tell you to come to me?"

"So I could hear your great love confession?" Aonung shrugs, eyes sparkling with amusement.

You growl and make to stand up, but his hands keep you firmly planted in his lap.

"Trying to leave now?" he asks. "Don't you want to help me paksalin?"

"Don't call me that," you hiss. 

"You don't like it?" Aonung asks, looking confused.

"You're being mean," you say finally. "Everyone was right about you- you're a skxawng playboy."

"Playboy?" Aonung asks, sounding out the human word with confusion.

"Yeah," you say. "Like a slut."

Aonung laughs in surprise, brows raising at your annoyance with him.

"I thought you were all meek and sweet," he says finally.

"Not anymore," you grumble. "Cat's out of the bag sweetie, so I can go back to being a bitch again. Now let me go so I can help you out."

To your surprise, he instantly obeys, letting his arms drop to his sides so you can clamber out of his lap and collect your paste again. When you turn back, you notice the injury.

"You're hurt."

It's a blunt statement, and you're pointing out the obvious. Aonung has a no shit look on his face, before he notices your concern.

"It's alright," he says gently. "I just got a little scraped by the akula."

"Aonung, there's an akula tooth stuck in your arm," you say, instantly kneeling beside him.

"There is?" he says, sounding interested. "Huh."

"Huh?" you hiss incredulously. "There is a three inch tooth stuck in your arm and you say HUH?"

Aonung just shrugs, and you crouch down to study it, before gently cleaning it up. He hisses a little when you first wipe over the wound, but he just grits his teeth and sits still with patience his skxawng friends could never possess.

"I should probably take this out," you say, once you've wiped all the blood that you can manage to, and placing a comforting, steady hand on the strong muscles of his shoulder.

"Fine," he grumbles.

"I'll be gentle," you promise. "It'll come nice and easy."

"That's what I want to hear," he says, smirking.

Your mouth parts in amused incredulity, and you lightly smack his shoulder as he turns his head to grin cheekily at you.

"Stay still," you instruct. "Straighten up like this, and try not to move too much. Now, just breathe."

Trying to ignore the very persistent flow of blood as you gently grab the top of the tooth, you start to very slowly pull it out.

"Ow," he hisses, his hand instantly jumping to take yours.

"Sorry," you say, giving his own hand a reassuring squeeze, and he quickly shakes his head and swallows.

"I'm all good, just pull it out fast."

"Is that also what you like to hear?" you ask teasingly, and he laughs a little.

His laugh quickly turns into a groan of pain as you use his amusement as a distraction and yank the tooth out.

"Fuck," he hisses under his breath.

"Good job," you say, as though you're treating a child and patting his head like a good boy. "Here, you can keep the tooth as a souvenir."

"Tawtute," he says gently, before you can leave. 

"Yeah?"

"You aren't pathetic, liking me-"

"Yeah, you're very handsome and cool and hot, I get it," you say, rolling your eyes. "Listen Aonung."

And he does, looking up at you like a little puppy sitting on the woven floor, waiting patiently for you to speak.

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