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daydreams-after-dark · 8 months ago

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Sub Reader x Bratty Han (plus Doms Lino, Chan and features ot8). Established poly ot8 relationship.

Synopsis: Bratty Han convinces you to let him go down on you without permission from Chan and Lino. They punish you both when they get home.

Word count: 2.9k approx.

Unhinged level: 🤡🤡🤡🤡

CW below the cut.

⚠️⚠️⚠️Warnings: NSFW // 18+ content // MDNI // coercion //dom chan and lino // sub reader // oral sex (f and m rec.) // creampies // unprotected vaginal and anal sex // butt plugs // spanking with a belt // restraints // sex in front of a group // everyone cums all over reader // name calling // disrespecting reader (but it’s consensual punishment) // let me know if I’ve missed anything.

Han. The fucking brat. He loves to rile up the doms and soft doms, pushing their buttons, making them snap. He likes to coerce the subs into messy situations in the hopes of getting into trouble off the doms Chan and Lino.

Han loves to get you into trouble, and for some reason you can’t resist his bratty, suggestive energy. He makes you lose the fear of consequences, or maybe it’s that he makes you forget about consequences entirely? Until, of course you are being thrown face down on the bed, your panties pulled down around your thighs as you get spanked by Chan while Lino fucks your face (although you love that kind of punishment).

You think every idea Han has is a good one. There’s just something about him that makes you want to please him. You want to please him as much as you need to please Chan and Lino. You’d honestly let him do anything he wants to you.

That’s how you ended up here. On the couch in the living room.

“Come on baby.” He whispers, kissing your neck. Your shirt is already off and he’s cupping your breast, under your bra, with one hand, and is three fingers deep inside your cunt.

He knows you are pliable right now. You’ll agree to anything. “Let me taste your sweet pussy.” He thrusts his fingers in hard making you squeal. “So fucking wet. I know you want more than just my fingers, right?”

You shake your head. “Sungie, no. We don’t have permission. What if they find out?” you say timidly.

“No one’s gonna know. Just think about how it’s gonna feel with my hot… wet…mouth,” he kisses you sloppily. “Against your…aching…dripping…pussy?” He breaks away only to lean his forehead against yours. “You are my baby, aren’t you?” he asks with a serious tone. You nod. You are. “So… can I?” he pushes.

“Yes.” You whisper. He is right. Your cunt really was aching for him. His fingers had almost taken you over the edge, but you know his skilled and quick mouth will have you seeing stars in no time.

“You’re my favourite, you know that, right? Always up for anything. Such a good girl.” He says as he makes his way down between your legs. “Spread them wider for me. Let me take a good look at you.” He pushes your legs open and bites his lip hungrily as he inspects your most intimate parts.

“Such a pretty, tight, little hole.” He watches your pussy clench around nothing as he removes his digits. He spreads your lips apart and licks a stripe up from your vagina to your clit. You cry out. Why does it always feel so good? You throw your head back and squeeze you eyes closed as Han laps up all of your arousal that’s dripping from you. Your back arches off the couch when he slips his tongue into your cunt.

“Fuck, Ji!” you cry. “I’m so close.”

And then you hear it. Your phone ringing. You know the ringtone. Han knows the ringtone. Lino is calling.

“Answer it, baby. You don’t want to get in trouble for missing a call from the boss.” Han pauses his movements.

“I… I can’t-”

“Answer it.” Han repeats himself.

And of course you do as he says.

With a shaky hand and a fuzzy brain, you answer the call. “H-hello?” you say softly.

“What the fuck took you so long, kitten?” Lino is angry. Fuck. “Um… I’m sorry, I was just…ahhhh.” You feel Han’s mouth latch onto your clit.

“You were just what? What is so important that it took you more than three rings for to answer the phone?” Lino growls.

You can barely find the words you need. Han is bringing you so close to climax that you can feel a sheen of sweat forming on your chest, and you know your heavy breathing must sound suspicious. You try with everything you have to ignore Han and to focus on Lino.

“I was just….working out… yes…running.” You manage.

And then you feel Han’s fingers in your pussy again, pumping in and out of you whilst he slurps loudly against your clit. The wet, obscene sounds becoming so loud that it threatens to give you away.

“Kitten?” Lino’s voice tries to cut through the overwhelming feeling of pleasure that has taken over your body. It is so hard to concentrate on Lino. Han is too intoxicating. Han feels too good. Han is your whole world. Han is the only person that matters. Han making you come is the only thing you need right now. You would surely die without it.

“Hannie-” you choke and the tension inside you snaps, sending pulsating pleasure through your veins and your legs shaking around Han’s head.

“You have to be fucking joking.” Lino does not sound happy. “Chan and I will be home in one hour. You and Han better be ready. You are going to be so fucking sorry.” And with that Lino is gone.

You lean up on your elbows and look down at the man that just took you to the stars. He is already looking up you with the most smug look on his face. You can’t tell if he is feeling pleased with himself because he convinced you (yet again) to let him have unauthorised access to your body, or that he has managed to get the you two caught?

It is a rather odd dynamic, between you and Han. Han is a bratty little shit, but he is not the boss. Not by a long shot. He just loves stirring up trouble and making life challenging for Chan and Lino. Han thinks it’s fucking hilarious to get himself, and any of the other subs, into trouble. Why? Because punishment is always fun. What he finds the most fun of all is the bemused expressions on Chan and Lino’s face when, as always, you have gone along with some devious idea of his.

You don’t even know why you always go along with whatever Han wants. But you can’t seem to stop yourself.

Even when it leads to this situation right now.

One hour later you and Han sitting side by side on the end of the bed, awaiting punishment.

The bedroom door bursts open and Chan and Lino enter the room - followed by the rest of the members. This was different. Punishment had never involved an audience before.

It makes you wet, and you were sure it is making Han hard.

They look pissed. Lino speaks first. “Everyone take a seat, stand against the wall. Make yourself comfortable.”

Seungmin and Changbin stand against the wall, and Felix, Innie and Hyunjin take places on the bed behind you.

Chan disappears out of the room momentarily, returning with two dining chairs and placing them in front of you and Han. Chan sits himself down on one and Lino drags the other a little further away to the right side of the room.

“Han,” starts Chan, “strip, then sit on that chair.” He nods to the empty dining chair.

Han immediately removes his clothes and takes a seat as instructed. You are right, he is hard. You hear Seungmin snicker to your left. How fucking humiliating.

“Everyone listen up.” Chan addresses the room. “Lino and I have called you all in here today because there are some of you who do not know how to follow rules.” Silence and anticipation fills the room and you start to become nervous.

“Han, in particular, doesn’t think he needs permission to play with our kitten here.” Lino says as he stands in front of you, grasping your chin forcing it so you’re looking into his dark, angry eyes. “Take off your top and bra and go lay over Chan’s lap so you can receive your punishment.”

You do as he says, nervously removing your garments and walking to were Chan sits.

“Lay over me, ass away from Han.” He pulls you over his lap and slaps your ass. Your head dangles by his shoe and you can’t see any of the men in the room. Chan pulls your shorts and panties down exposing your bare pussy and ass to everyone and pulls your cheeks apart. “Look at that boys… Han thinks this is his.” He snarls and roughly prods your pussy with his fingers. You gasp. You are so vulnerable, and so turned on. “Lino, come look at her pretty little holes.”

Lino kneels down next you, and the pair start finger fucking you at the same time. They plunge two fingers each into your cunt, stretching you, opening you up, showing everyone how much of a little whore you are. You begin to moan with pleasure, which apparently is against the rules. “Felix. Come pull the rest of her clothes off.” Chan instructs. “That’s it, Felix. Now shove her panties in her mouth to shut her up.”

Felix comes around and stuffs your mouth with your panties to muffle your whimpers, and then he’s gone again.

From where Han sits, all he can see is all the other men’s reactions to what is happening to you. He is turned on as fuck, but also jealous. He wants to see what was happening to your pussy. He can hear it though. The sopping, sloppy noises of your wetness. His dick is leaking. He knows there’s a good chance he’s going to come untouched. His hand automatically grips his cock.

"Hey, he’s touching his dick!” Innie exclaims, pointing to Han.

“Hyunjin, tie him up.” Chan growls. “This is meant to be a punishment.”

Hyunjin swiftly ties Han’s hands together and someone decides it’s a good idea to tie yours together too. “Let’s tie here’s behind her back.”

All you can do is lay there and take whatever punishment you are given.

“Everyone. This is what’s gonna happen.” Lino addresses the waiting men. “Our little darling here is going to choke on Chan’s cock, while I fuck her greedy little cunt. Your job, boys, is to jerk off while you watch. When you need to cum, you will come up, ask for permission, and choose where you want to cum on her.”

Seungmin, another dom, pipes up. “Hey why do I need to ask permission? And I don’t want to cum on her - I wanna cum in her.”

Lino rolls his eyes. “Don’t forget who's in charge here! But yeah, anyone can cum anywhere on or in her. Except Han. He’s not allowed to cum at all.”

Your pussy clenches at the thought of having everyone’s cum all over you.

“Everyone, get your cocks out.” You hear zippers and belt buckles as they free their dicks. Chan and Lino continue to finger your pussy. They jiggle your ass cheeks, make noises of approval at how wet you are. You feel Lino spit on your asshole and spread it around the rim, then plunge a finger deep into your hole. You tense and clench, making the pair chuckle to themselves. “Innie, give me the butt plug.” You brace yourself as Lino presses the rather large plug into your ass. He is careful as he presses it in. He doesn't actually want to hurt you. In fact, everyone knows everyone else's limits, hard no's, safe words and gestures. Even though you're tied up and your mouth is stuffed with panties, everyone knows if you shake your head rapidly, that means you want to stop.

“Pass me your belt, Changbin.” Says Lino standing up, leaving your hole clenching around the plug.

“We must set an example, mustn’t we Chan?” And without warning you feel the belt hit your ass cheek. You can’t cry out, or grab hold of anything. Chan holds you still. The belt comes down again. A little harder. Your skin stings. Again. Tears well up in your eyes. Another smack with the belt. You squeeze your eyes tight and the tears slip out. The next hit with the belt is on your pussy. It’s not as hard, but the sting is harsh. You hear gasps from some of the onlookers.

“Ummm,” you hear a timid voice next to you. “Can I please cum?” Felix.

“Already?” Chuckles Chan. “Sure. Where you going to put it?”

“The base of her spine please.” Always so polite. The spanking pauses, and you feel ropes of hot cum land on your lower back and hear the sweet noises Felix makes when he cums.

“Good boy.” Lino says proudly. “You did so good.” Chan concurs. “You may leave if you want. Or stay and watch. What do you want to do?”

Felix hesitates. “I’d like to stay and watch.” He says quietly.

“That’s our boy.” Seungmin claps his hands.

You are repositioned so that you are kneeling on the carpet in front of Chan. He lifts up slightly so he can shimmy his sweatpants down, freeing his enormous cock. Chan has the biggest cock out of everyone, and you know you are about to gag and choke very soon. He removes the panties that were in your mouth and fists a handful of hair on the back of your head and shoves your mouth down over his cock without care, forcing you take as much as possible. Then he pushes you down even more. You splutter, gag, and make a whole host of humiliating sounds as Chan pulls your mouth up and down on his cock, hard, fast and rough. You can get out of his grasp if you really want to. But you don't. You love this.

Meanwhile, Lino positions himself behind you, lifting you up enough to push his cock into your sopping cunt. The fullness feels incredible. Lino fucks you rough from the get go, leaving you no time to adjust. With your hands tied behind your back you are 'helpless'. And it’s driving you, and the men wild.

One by one, they come up seeking permission to cum on you.

You’re pulled up off Chan’s cock so Binnie can cum on your tits. You sneak a glance at Han to who looks so fucked out, his dick red and angry. Fuck you want to relieve him of that.

Innie wants to cum in your mouth. “Swallow it, kitten.” Lino instructs. You swallow it all and then continue to suck Chan off. Hyunjin wants to cum on your stomach, so again you’re lifted upright so he can mark you. Felix comes back again, this time wanting to cum in your mouth.

Finally Seungmin is ready to give you his load. “I’m going to cum in her cunt.” He announces. Lino grumbles and pulls out of you, and you feel Seungmin at your entrance. He thrusts into you hard making you gag on Chan’s cock. He digs his fingers into the side of your body and snaps his hips three times and you feel him release himself deep inside you.

“I’m not sticking my cock back in there after you. I don’t wanna feel your jizz on my dick.” Lino sounds irritated. Seungmin laughs and leaves the room.

“You’ll have to fuck her ass then, mate.” Chan says between clenched teeth. He was close to cumming.

“Hmm, you’re right.” Lino pulls the plug from your ass and pushes his thick cock into you, grasping your neck for both leverage and to feel you choking around Chan’s cock. Your pathetic cry is too much for Chan and he cums down your throat. “Swallow it.” Lino says from behind you, pounding his cock into your ass with an unimaginable force. You swallow and open your mouth, showing Chan your empty mouth.

You can feel Seungmin’s cum dribbling down your inner thigh, Felix’s cum dried on your back, and your breast and stomach are sticky. You are a mess as Lino fucks into you, holding you up by your tied arms. He pulls you against his chest, his mouth close to your ear. “Look at him,” Lino hisses, referring to Han. “I don’t know why the fuck you let him get you into this mess. Maybe you forgot who owns your pussy, hmm? Maybe you forgot I own your ass.” He growls. He reaches a hand down to your clit. “Now cum for me.” He demands.

You’re close but you can’t quite get there. You look at Han again. His cock. Yes, you love that cock so much. Closer. His trim waist and defined torso. Yes, you love to have your legs wrapped around it. Almost there. You look up to his face. His eyes. They are locked on yours. Encouraging you to cum. Fuck!!!! You clench around Lino’s cock and he pumps into you a few more times before you feel him paint your walls.

Lino pulls out and plugs you back up. “I own your ass. Don’t forget it.” He says and stands up. He and Chan pull their pants back on. You look around the room. It’s only now you realise that the rest of the men have left.

You see that Han has cum untouched, cum plastered on his abdomen, but he is still hard as stone. Chan unties him. “Now you clean her up - with your mouth… and then fuck Seungmin and Lino’s cum back into her holes.”

You and Han are alone again. He’s at your side untying you, immediately licking the cum off your tits, then kisses you. “That was so worth getting you into trouble.” He smirks and picks you up to lay you on the bed.

He hovers over you and gazes at you tenderly. “You are my baby, aren’t you?” He whispers.

You nod.

“Then… will you let me?”

“Let you what? They’ve given you permission to fuck me.” You say.

He shakes his head. “Will you let me make love to you? Slowly?”

Typical, bratty Han, still not wanting to follow instructions.

You nod. “Yes.”

A/N: I kinda wanted to end this on a sweet note, and make Hannie still unable to follow rules, like if he’s told to fuck her, then he wants to go slow and tender. But… he is a sneaky little shit getting her into so much trouble.

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#skz smut #skz ot8 smut #han jisung smut #ot8 x reader #lee know smut #chan smut #sorshas fic

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takamimami · 2 months ago

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I humbly request Eustass Kid x f!reader and “I can make you feel better” please and thank youuuuuuu!

Ahhhh thank you so much anon :3 Now, I just want you to know that I went a little OVERBOARD with this prompt, its nearly twice as long as all the other requests lol :3 that being said, thank you for this lovely request - and I hope you enjoy the read <3

Kidd x F!Reader - NSFW - “I could make you feel better.” STORY UNDER THE CUT - MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI 🔞 CW: SMUT; sex pollen trope, soft(ish) kidd, he just wants to help you feel better :3, kidd talks you through it, mating press go brrrrr --- word count 2.9k

You’d been rummaging through the drawers of Kidd’s workshop for a good 20 minutes now, your insides feeling like they were on fire as you tried to fight off the burning desire between your legs.

You and Killer had returned from your scouting mission in the nearby forest 3 hours ago, and the entire time you’d been locked in your quarters, alternating through your regular arsenal of toys as you try desperately to satiate the need. You’d brought yourself to tears a few times as you unintentionally edged yourself, your mind unable to settle down and tip over the edge you found yourself at multiple times in the past few hours.

You stopped when the pain settled in, your clit swollen and inflamed from the constant torture. It’d taken you a minute to remember what even happened - how you ended up in this state, and then you smelled the plant on your fingers, the honey-scented residue still lingering as you cursed yourself for making that detrimental mistake.

Killer had only laughed as you swatted the plant away from yourself, the action spreading the pollen further into the air as you breathed it in and immediately felt a tingle in your spine. The sensation gradually worsened and by the time you were back on the ship you were convinced you’d die a slow and torturous death.

It was only after you’d exhausted all your own toys that you slipped on a baggy shirt and sweatpants and crept your way down onto the deck, slipping inside Kidd’s workshop where you knew he housed a fair amount of toys he’d either collected or made throughout the last few years at sea. Every sound outside the door made you flinch as you gathered different toys into your arms, barely paying attention to what you grabbed as you closed the trunk and headed for the door.

As you reached for the handle it began to turn, and your eyes went wide with shock and horror as a full frame filled the doorway, amber eyes meeting yours before dropping to the array of toys in your arm.

“Having a party without me?” He chuckles, and your cheeks flush immediately as he stalks into the workshop and closes the door behind him.

“I… Um… I was just-” you stuttered, trying to hide your mortification as Kidd strolls deeper into the room, sitting down at his workbench and turning to face you with an amused look on his face.

“You don’t have to explain yourself, Y/N,” he chuckles, bringing his arm up and resting it behind his head. You tried not to gawk at the way his chest muscles rippled at the action, your core screaming at you as your eyes trailed down his torso to the lines leading under his waistband. Leave it to him to not have a shirt on at one of the most inopportune moments.

He cleared his throat and your eyes snapped back up to his, blush deepening as you see the devilish grin that has now curled onto his lips.

“Did you need something else, mouse?”

The honey in his voice had you turning on your heels, refusing to let your thoughts go any further as you offer him a feeble ‘thanks’ and disappear back out onto the deck. To your dismay Killer and House are standing a few feet away, the latter offering you a raised brow as you avert your gaze from him, tucking your haul into your shirt as you shuffle towards the stairs and back to your quarters.

It wasn’t until a few hours after dinner that you heard footsteps approaching the door, a gentle knock pulling you from your post-orgasm haze as you shuffle from your spot on your mattress. Your skin was slick with sweat, and you could smell the lingering scent of your arousal permiating in the room as you slipped your shorts back on, leveling your breathing before standing and approaching your door.

“Kil, I’m fine,” you call out through the door, reaching for the handle and swinging it open to find someone else entirely staring back at you.

Kidd’s amber eyes were rounded at the corners as he took in your disheveled appearance, his eyes unabashedly raking over your body and hovering over the peaks of your nipples that poked through the thin fabric of your tank top.

You cross your arms over your chest and Kidd’s eyes snap back up, his cheeks tinted a shade of pink as he clears his throat before speaking. “Killer filled me in on your… predicament. I… wanted to come check on you, see if you were alright.”

You took a step further out of your room and shut the door behind you, not wanting the musky scent to seep out into the hall. You kept your voice low as you answered him, keeping your eyes trained on his as you spoke.

“I’m… fine, I guess,” you mumble, noting that he was still shirtless as he stood before you, causing your mouth to go dry. “Just… hoping it passes soon, ya know?”

Kidd nods in understanding, running his fingers through his hair and letting it fall back over his forehead, his goggles that usually held it up no where in sight.

“Do you… need anything?”

The question was awkward, but you knew there was good intent behind it. If you answered him honestly, it would risk crossing that thin line you had been constantly tip-toeing around with him for months, so you shrugged off his question and opted for humour to break the tension.

“A magic antidote would probably make me feel better,” you muse, unsure if anything of the sort even exists.

Kidd smirks and cocks his brow at your comment, licking his lips as he leans toward you ever so slightly.

“Fresh out of those, mouse,” he croons, his voice dropping an octave as he swipes his tongue over his lips again, your eyes watching the movement and feeling the familiar need pool in your aching core once again. “But I can think of something else that might help.”

Its your turn to quirk a brow at him, this time licking your own lips at the image that began flashing through your mind of Kidd’s head between your thighs - amber eyes gleaming up at you as you ride his face to oblivion.

You feel your thighs squeeze together as the painful throbbing between your legs returns, and you swallow down a wince as you find your voice again.

“And what exactly do you have in mind?”

A flash of surprise flashes over Kidd’s face, but its gone in an instant as he returns to his signature unamused glare as he speaks again.

“I could… help you. I could make you feel better - offer you some… relief.”

It took all the might within you not to pounce on him at the suggestion, your nostrils flaring as you think about his hard body pressed up against yours.

Your body betrays your attempt at remaining unfazed by his words, your nipples hardening to painful peaks under your top again, and Kidd doesn’t miss the subtle shift in your stance as you cross one of your legs over the other.

Unable to speak, you turn and open the door to your room, leaving it open for him as you disappear into the darkness inside. Kidd follows behind you, biting down on his lip as he takes in the array of his toys scattered on the floor along the edge of your bed.

Sensing your hesitation as you turn to face him, Kidd walks over to you and grabs your hips, leaning his head down to your ear as he walks the two of you over to the bed.

“Tell me what you need, mouse,” he whispers huskily in your ear, dipping his head down to nip at your jaw before trailing gentle kisses along the side of your neck. As your knees touch the edge of the bed you grip his bicep and pull him to the side, pushing him down onto the mattress as he gazes up at you.

Still unable to speak you press his shoulders down onto the mattress, kicking off your bottoms as you crawl up his body and settle a knee on either side of his head. A wicked grin from Kidd has you blushing as you sink down onto his face, feeling his hot breath tickle your inner tights before he swipes his tongue along your soaking wet folds.

A sharp gasp escapes you as you hover above his face, unable to look down at him as he lifts his chin up higher, dancing his tongue over your clit as your hips begin to rock and guide him to where you wanted to feel him.

“Relax, mouse,” he purrs from below you, hooking an arm around your hip to pull you down onto his face completely. “Stop running from me - let me make you feel good.” His voice was so gentle, not at all what you’d expected him to be as he nuzzles his face further into your warmth and presses his tongue into your entrance. You moan at the sensation of his tongue massaging your walls, the feeling sending sparks up your spine and your hips buck in rhythm with his movements. A moan rumbles from Kidd’s throat and you offer him one in return, your fingers flinging to his hair as he moves his attention back to the bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs.

“You taste incredible,” he groans in between licks, your eyes finally finding his as he watches you falling apart above him. His grip on your hips tighten as they buck against his face, a crescendo of moans falling from your lips as you feel the tight cord inside you snap, a wave of pleasure washing over you as Kidd’s assault on your clit works you through your orgasm. Once your hips still Kidd loosens the grip on your hips, allowing you to roll off of him and shift down his body to fidget with the bucket on his belt.

Kidd chuckles at your eagerness, the sound shifting to a groan as you tug him free of his confinement. His considerable size has your eyes widening, stroking him in your hand a few times as you contemplate if he’ll even fit inside you. You shove the worry aside and straddle his waist hastily, Kidd’s grin returning as you grind your cunt against the length of him, sandwiching his cock between your folds as you rock your hips.

“Take what you need, mouse,” he says, arm reaching back to rest behind his head as he watches you work yourself over him. Your clit was so sensitive that each rock of your hips sent a spark of pleasure through your body, looking down in awe at the precum leaking from the tip of his cock as you stroke him with your cunt. You could have sent both of you over the edge just from the movements alone, but you lift your hips and position the tip of his cock at your entrance, bringing your eyes back to Kidd’s as you sink down enough for the head of his cock to disappear inside you. Your eyes snap shut at the stretch of him, sinking down another inch before pausing, feeling your breath catch as you adjust to the feeling of him filling you.

Kidd watches you, keeping his hand behind his head as he lets you work your way down his shaft. “Take your time, mouse,” he croons, “You’re taking me so well.”

His praise has your walls clamping down around him, a hiss escaping his lips as you feel his cock twitch in response. You move again until he’s fully inside you, your hips coming flush to his as you lean forward and rest your hands on his chest.

“That’s it, mouse, take it all,” he encourages again and you lift your hips up, the drag of his cock against your walls pulling a moan from you as you sink back down onto him and repeat the motion. Your pace increases steadily, and you brace yourself on his chest as you ride him. Kidd’s eyes drop to where the two of you are connected, licking his lips as he watches how he disappears inside you with each bounce of your hips.

“You like the way my cock feels, mouse?” he purrs, and you whimper in response, your arms beginning to shake after a while. Kidd reaches his hand to your hip to help guide you along his cock, supporting enough of your weight that you lean upright and throw your head back in ecstasy.

He bends his knees and moves his hips to meet your’s, thrusting up into you as your moans and the sound of skin slapping together fills the room.

“Right there?” he questions, the clench of your walls around his cock enough of an answer as he snaps his hips up into you harder, his cock brushing along the gummy walls of your g-spot as you drop your finger down to rub at your swollen clit.

“That’s it,” he growls as his grip on your hip tightens, his pace increasing as you reach a hand up your top and tug on one of your nipples, loosing yourself completely in the feeling Kidd was providing you. “Come on my cock, mouse. Let go for me.”

His words tip you over the edge, and you shatter above him as he leans forward and wraps an arm around your hip, still thrusting up into you as your body spasms around him. Stars dance behind your eyelids as your orgasm rakes through your body, the bucking of your hips slowing as Kidd works you through your orgasm.

You finally open your eyes as Kidd’s lips latch around one of your nipples, the sensation pulling you from your haze as he bites down on it gently before licking over the nub soothingly.

He repeats the action on the other before turning you around and laying you onto the mattress, hovering over you as his eyes meet yours again.

“You want more?” he growls, and you nod, biting your bottom lip.

“Use your words.”

The command in his voice pulls a whimper from you as you squirm beneath him, managing to muster a feeble “please” as you claw him back down to you. A smirk curls on his lips as he slides himself back inside you, sinking his hips down into yours and nuzzling his face into your neck as you claw at his back, attempting to pull him impossibly closer.

“Good girl,” he purrs, his thrusts deep and precise as he snaps his hips into you, slower than previously. Your walls flutter around his length with every deep press of his cock, his tip kissing your cervix as he pants into your neck while trying to keep himself grounded. The bedframe groans under the pressure of each thrust, and you feel the cord begin to tighten once more as Kidd keeps his steady pace.

“Such a greedy girl, gripping me so tight,” he groans, the sentence held out with a growl as Kidd feels you tighten around him like a vice. “You’re taking me so well, mouse. You gunna come for me again?”

“Yes,” you rasp out, remembering his earlier command as you nod your head frantically.

You throw your head further back into the mattress as Kidd leans back to toss your legs over his shoulders, pressing your knees to your chest and folding you nearly in half as he leans his weight down on your legs. The feeling of Kidd filling you in this new position has your mouth falling open, your brows knitting together at the brutal pressure of him pounding into you.

“Relax, pretty girl,” he growls, sensing the tension in your body at the new angle of his thrusts, “You can take it, just breathe.”

You moan as Kidd increases his pace, your vision starting to blur as the sound of skin slapping together mixes with the sounds of both of your moans. The cord in your abdomen tightens as Kidd reaches his hand down to thumb at your clit, the stimulation hurling you into another earth shattering orgasm as Kidd struggles to maintain his pace - his own orgasm rearing its head.

“That’s it, mouse, just like that,” he grunts, managing a few more precise thrusts before his hips still, cock pulsing inside you as he empties himself inside you.

His labored breathing is the only thing you can hear for a few heartbeats after that, and you’re relieved to not feel the overwhelming need burning in your core as he pulls out from you and sits on the edge of your bed.

When he stands and adjusts himself back into his pants you sit up to face him, confused about what to say as he makes his way over to slide his boots back on his feet.

“Gonna need a snack break after that,” he chuckles, looking over his shoulder to see you looking at him with weary eyes. “Besides, you didn’t eat dinner, so I’ll grab you something on my way back.”

“Y-you’re coming back?” you inquire, noting the way his smile softens at your question.

“Should I?”

You nod, not caring if the effects of the pollen were gone or not. Either way, you wanted him to come back - wanted to spend the rest of the night listening to him call you ‘pretty girl’ while he made you see stars.

“Thought so,” he snickers, winking at you before he flings open the door and heads to the kitchen for some food for the two of you.

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gangplanksorenji · 2 years ago

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Do you think you’re forgiven?

Pairing: LE SSERAFIM Sakura x Male Reader

Word Count: 8720

A/N: Helloooo Orenjideul! I'm back with a Sakura fic and I think, this is my wildest one, yet or something idk ahhhh. I had fun writing this fic and it took me a quite while but I hope it all turned out well! Enjoy! <3

Also, thanking @kaedespicelatte for the idea on the anal scene ehehe <3

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“Aaaaand… Cut!”

Applause of multiple people can be heard around the room as the final minutes of shooting from their song has now come to an end. All the hard work and stress has finally paid off as subsequent radiant smiles paint their faces.

They’re happy as much as you are, and it’s something all you can ask for and you love it. Thankfully, you could go to them as soon as the shooting ended as your heart beats rapidly in every step you take, closer to them. As you get closer, you notice them focused on monitoring themselves and their performance, so you wait it out in order to respect them yet not so long after it is done and you can already hear them blabbering and their laughter.

“It’s a bit hard to—wait, is that Oppa? I better call Kkura-unnie.”

“You better call, unnie, yes!”

“Shhh…” you hurriedly silent Yunjin and Kazuha with their advances towards calling Sakura as you wanted to surprise her by unexpectedly coming on their shooting. You also came to see the girls perform and their utmost efforts on really exerting all of their energy to give it all and that makes you flustered on how hard-working they are. You can't take your eyes off Sakura whenever she delivers every ounce of passion whenever she dances but you specifically take your eyes off her with this girl too. She’s been really stunning since the day you saw her and you stand by it. Who could it be? Well, it’s just Kim Chaewon with her usual bias-wrecking aura that can literally make you bias list in shambles! Every fan knows this and even though Sakura is where your heart belongs, you can’t help but be in awe whenever Chaewon is on the stage, and this is further proven when you can see them perform personally, with your own eyes.

Sneaking up to the two beautiful idols, clueless about your presence and—

“Boo!”

“Ahhh!”, A startled Sakura meets your eyes as you both flirtatiously exchange smiles and smirks as Sakura playfully punches your shoulder on how you’re teasing her.

“Yah, what made you come here?”

“I just want to see you. How well you’re doing, that’s all…”

“Oh really? That’s so sweet of you…”

Those eyes. You swear to god, everytime she pleases her eyes, you just want to protect her from anything awful that happen—treasure her smile and her happiness because that’s what really matters.

“Yah, we’re still in the monitoring room, lovebirds.”, the nonchalant tone of the leader resonates around your ear as you apologized, earning a smile from the short-haired girl that’s brighter than any beam of light.

Gosh, she’s beautiful—you mutter to yourself as Chaewon’s beauty is way out of this world. All of them are stunning in every way possible, especially Sakura, but lately, Chaewon has been stealing the show ever since the comeback started. With this being said, you just hope to God that Sakura won’t be jealous of this, in any kind. Well, you wish…

All of you then went to the dressing room after the monitoring and shooting and with how hard they’ve been working for this comeback, you’ve thought of treating them a little bit, maybe with this little gift, they may feel rewarded as all of their hard work pays off.

“You all did so well! And, y’know, I’d thought of treating you guys so, yeah…”

“Wait, you really will, Oppa? Oh please, don’t bother anymore—”, Yunjin was interrupted with a buzz on the door as their manager delivered something in a plastic bag, full of delicious, mouth-watering food.

“Oh thanks, manager-nim!”, says Chaewon who placed the plastic bag full of food into the table, equally distributing the tupperware for each member and including you.

“Aish, Chaewon-ssi, I’ll just go and distribute them, just chill on the couch.”

“”But Oppa, I want to—”

Chaewon was eager to help you and you’re just in awe of how she immediately took the initiative. You wanted to make her feel good by helping her but with the sudden hold of her hand because of your attempts to do the job instead, she can’t help but be flustered as the sudden contact made her blush.

“Chaewon-ah, I’ll do the rest, okay? Just relax…. I’ll equally distribute the food.”

Flashing a reassuring smile to her, she then sat on the couch as you equally distributed all of the food to them, and then delightfully thanked you as it flustered your heart. While all of this was happening—the blissful cheers and their boisterous laughter—you noticed Sakura uncannily being enervated and quiet. She’s just maybe tired from all of the things they did today, so, you just chose to not really mind it but seconds after, you approached her and asked her if she was okay.

“Kkura…”

“Yeah?”

“You good? You seem really down all of a sudden…”

“Yeah, I’m all good. It’s just that I feel a bit tired, that’s all.”

“Oh… Don’t worry, after this, I’ll bring you to your place then we’ll spend the night together, okay? Don't you want the food to get cold?”

“No…”

You tucked her hair behind her ear, flashing a reassuring smile and with your alleviating tone, “We’ll take a rest later, okay?”

She nodded as her eyes ignited with anticipation, delighted after saying those few words that made her heart flutter. Despite all of this, you managed to reassure her and averted your attention onto eating the food with the rest of the members, as well as blabbering with them as the cherry on top.

---

It has been a delightful experience while chatting with this group and you couldn’t be any happier. Each member stands out for making any conversation funny, enjoyable and interesting, especially Chaewon. She’s been delivering such fun topics onto the table that the rest of you can’t get enough of it—everything just feels really alive when Chaewon brings the amusement amongst all of the other members, and you love it. You became so comfortable with them—moreso with Chaewon—to the point that you’re involuntarily complimenting them and confessing on how you liked Chaewon from the start.

“But honestly, Chaewon looks stunningly beautiful today.”

“Yah~ Oppa, you don’t have to say that.”, the cute, short-haired girl hides her face from your compliment as the rest of the members smile while Yunjin initiates another compliment. “But you look really stunning, unnie!”

“Aww, thanks… All of you look really stunning, right, Kkura-unnie?”

“H-Huh? Y-Yeah, you all do…”

Silence emanates the room as the awkwardness settles in. Sakura isn’t usually like this and you know it. If she’s just randomly sulking because of something, it’s a petulant excuse to have one and the soft-hearted part of you is thinking that she’s just tired from all they’ve done earlier. Yet that thought is clearly eliminated from what you’re seeing on the rest of the members; they’re lively and delightful as Sakura’s being the opposite.

“Kkura-unnie, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m just feeling *coos* really tired, sorry.”

Chaewon’s eyebrows furrowed as her tone emits thoughtfulness and concern to Sakura. She then asks her if she’s really alright as she feels a disturbance with the force—something feels off and it’s not looking good.

“Yeah, I’m alright! I’m just feeling tired! How many times do I need to say it!”

All are in shock as she unveils another side of hers which you never like about. Chaewon’s eyes were scared and confused as to why Sakura suddenly exclaimed what she’s feeling. She grew impatient from all of your motives, so with that, she hurriedly left the room as you followed right after. Before you even did that, you reassure Chaewon and the rest of the members that everything’s will be alright.

“Chaewon-ssi, there’s nothing wrong with what you did, okay? She’s maybe just not in the right mood today. We’ll fix this and everything will be fine. Just tell your manager that I’ll be taking Kkura home myself, okay?”

Chaewon nods as you thanked them for bringing such a wonderful bonding session as they thanked you too for treating them to some delicious food—albeit, their advances of still being too grateful and uttering the words: “You shouldn’t have bothered.”. You then hurriedly waved goodbye to them as Kazuha signals a thumbs-up from her hand, letting you know that you should go for Sakura and fix what has unfolded.

This will be one hell of a night, I guess…

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Between the spotless marbling of the floor are hurried steps from the both of you as she runs away, you then, catching up to her and inevitably, you’ve reached her arms as you block her attempts of escaping, facing her and demanding an answer of her earlier attitude.

“What was that Kkura?”

“It’s just—tiring you know? I didn’t mean to provoke anyone. I’m just tired—you know what? J-Just take me home…”

You then sighed in relief as concern painted your face, worried that something may have unfolded that may turn out the worse for both worlds.

“Alright then, let's rest at your place.”

“Okay…”

The both of you then coursed your way to the parking lot, finding your car as soon as possible because of the possible paparazzis that may have caught you with Sakura—and the last thing you want for you to happen on this planet is being on the headlines on Dispatch.

As soon as the both of you hopped in the car, you then texted Chaewon that you'll drive Sakura home to their dorm and an immediate reply of “thumbs-up” signals that they now know that you're driving Sakura home as relief coursed through your veins.

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“We’re now here, Kkura.”, you said as you’re done parking the car onto the allotted parking spot that thankfully, no one occupies or you’ll be doomed to park your car awkwardly in the road.

“Oh, finally! I can rest!”, she cheerfully muttered as she hurriedly got out of the car and diverts herself towards the locked front door, unlocking it and letting you in.

“It’s not much though, we didn’t change anything that much…”

You’re now met with the same blue-ish, tranquil wall and the peaceful ambiance yet what really caught your eye are the organized set of clothes and things in which you didn’t see on your last visit here. You’re clearly feeling comfortable and impressed and teased Sakura about it.

“Wow, some organization! Glad y’all knew about that word.”

“Shut up…”

You then laughed as Sakura flashes a faint smile at your joke, and clearly, wasn’t offended by that. Not so long after, she then rushed upstairs as you didn’t mind her, letting her rest for a while as you then slouch onto the couch, making yourself comfortable and then killing the time with the endless scrolling on social media.

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It has been silent for quite awhile (maybe for like, half an hour) and you’ve never heard any hint of sound upstairs. It’s tranquil and you love it. On how everything seems uncannily silent, your curiosity sends you to check Sakura as you assume that she’s already sleeping and yeah, you half-expected this to happen.

“Hey, Kkura...”

A feeble attempt to avert her attention towards you and not to the game she’s playing (and yes, she’s playing a game) is all you can do. It’s not like she can hear you as she just chooses to ignore which you didn’t really like, to say the least.

“Kkura-yah~ Why are you—”

“Ahh! Fuc— What do you want???”

An aggravated tone reverberates around the compact automobile you’re in as Sakura is angry, infuriated over, maybe, a loss of her game she’s playing. She stares at you striking, like daggers towards your chest as you’re starting to get disappointed towards her as she completely (maybe unintentionally) ignores you, and that's something that you don't want her to do.

“Why are you so mad about, suddenly, huh? Is it because of the game?”

“Yes! And you just ruined everything!”

Shock. You're in complete shock. You've seen her like this before and it's her worse side, as always. You despise seeing her side of this—acting like a spoiled brat who loves attention-seeking and being sulky and would do every single thing just to suck your cock. It's not even fair at this point and you hate it. You get to adjust to her current mood and understand her even though her acts are nonetheless, in the most frivolous and annoying manner yet still, it feels like your acts aren't even making her get out of that ”mood” of hers.

“Hah, you, Kkura, losing your patience just because of a single mistake that you could re-do later—”

“Listen here, you little shit—” Sakura yelps out of her comfortable position, her face infuriated and filled with anger as she tugs the collar of your shirt, her face just inches away from yours as her sharp glare makes you flinch in confusion and maybe, even being nervous about her antics, “—this, is not just a game, do you understand? And you—fucking ruined this day because—”

“Because o-of what? Tell me, Kkura—what is it?” you fight back as you match the fire in her eyes that has been long ignited before.

“Aish—nevermind, argh!!”

She then turns back against you, yourself then anticipating her next move and now, this is most likely a surviving tactic to her possible aggressive antics. You then come to a realization that the possible switch of her mood is because of Chaewon. She may not know this but you've been averting your eyes towards Sakura from time to time, on the right moment where she can't see you. You've noticed her personality being quiet and indeed, sulky rather than her usual bubbly and dorky self.

So… you did just point out that to her.

“Ahh, is it because of Chaewon? That I talked more often to her than you—”

“Just shut up! Shut your mouth!” Sakura pounces on you like a wolf, making you fall onto your stomach and her straddling your lap. She senses you, almost like a predator sensing the fear and anticipation beneath those sparkling eyes of yours as the prey falls into submission, giving in. She grabbed your wrists, further preventing you from retaliating—and it’s like you want to retaliate at this moment and to be honest, you’re even liking it.

“You’re so annoying, don’t you know that? And I don’t care if you want to talk to Chaewon more than me. Pay more attention to her than me—I don’t care! Even if you fuck her brains out, I don’t give a fuck about it!”

She is furious and it’s all you’re doing. You know this but why would she act like this? So childish and so, out of the blue and this, almost feels like a fever dream. Even with her infuriated look, you can’t help but still be so attracted to it and it feels like she’s making you fall for her spell. You hide your true demeanor to her and act tough, trying to fight back but she easily overpowers you, Sakura now having control and the upper ground.

“W-Why are you like this? Get off of me, now.”

“Shut up. I won’t and I’ll make sure I’ll let you know who you fucking belong to.”

Without any time to waste, she started to latch her lips onto yours as the kiss was surprisingly, sloppy and fueled with intense fervor, which you eagerly reciprocated. The taste of her lips is really addicting, so, to further let her know how good of a kisser you are, you double the efforts on each little thing you do when kissing her: the way you caress her waist, the effort and small so-called “lovebites” on her lips and the way you moan between each sloppy kiss. Now, your tongues intertwined with each other as the volume of her moans now resonates around your ear, like a lustful chant that you could listen to all day. Sakura loves this, and even with this, she can submit herself into submission but even before she totally gave in to your control, she pulled out of you, gasping for oxygen as her cheeks and ears are now red from the intimate action you’ve done.

“I hate how good of a kisser you are.”

“You’ll never find someone who kisses you better than me, Kkura.”

“Shut the fuck up. You don’t get to talk! Arghh!” Still with her vicious glare, she takes full control of you pretty easily—even though you can put up a fight against her, you wouldn’t because you love it when she’s in control.

“Oh wow, look at your little friend here!” Sakura averts her fingers playfully onto the tent on your pants as she grinds on it leisurely, you then moaning silently as her tease is enough to make you give in to the abyss of submission.

“Fu—Fuck, Kkura. It feels good.”

She just ignores you and dry-humps your tent, causing her to be wetter than before and you can feel it. You feel yourself being at full mast as she stops after a few seconds after, causing you to be a little bit disappointed as you wanted more.

“You think you can have more? Hah—you wish.”

And, she’s still mad to you for no significant reason on why she’s like this. You wanted to work this out by just talking to her but on the way, Sakura is making this game a fun one as this turns you on even more than what you expected and you’re not complaining. Without any further reminders and time to waste, Sakura hastily unbuttons your pants as she yanks down your boxers in one swift motion, and not even caring if she hurted you or not. Now, with your almost fully-erect length, Sakura eyed it like it was just a piece of meat and was hiding the fact of being in awe and in drool whenever she sees your raging length.

“This?” Sakura leisurely stroked your length, you then groaned in half-pain, half-pleasure as the lack of lubrication isn't helping, yet, nonetheless, it's still pleasurable as hell. “This cock is mine. I'll get to do whatever I want to with this cock and there's nothing you can do about it.”

She then stopped stroking you and now, with full control of you, she didn't waste her time doing the thing she excels at: dominating you.

“Now, you're lucky that I'm not really feeling that sensitive right now, or else, you could be sleeping outside right now, not with me.”

“I'm s-sorry, Kkura, b-but did I even do wrong?”

“You know what you fucking did.”

As she's about to lay down her face aligned with your shaft, a tingle in her brain says something that will make this experience a hundred times better than what it should be.

“Now, you know the drill, baby. Is it clear?”

“Wha—What? What drill, Kkura?”

Within that single word, the fire inside her ignited. The flame full of anger and lust ignited, and it became the worst in any possible situation. She is furious, suffocating your shaft with a vice grip as you wail in pain, then realizing what she's been implying and you quickly correct your mistake.

“Fuck—ahh! I'm sorry, mommy.”

Now loosening her vacuum-like grip on your shaft, you became complacent that everything is starting to calm down but with Sakura, that's not in her vocabulary.

“It's good you have a fucking mind to think then. Don't worry, you'll be all-spent after this and if you do good and follow my instructions, I'll forgive you."

Your eyes widen in anticipation, nervousness and excitement. It’s like rolling a dice full of emotions and wouldn’t know what to really feel and Sakura senses this, and further uses it as her advantage. With still a firm grip with your rock-hard shaft, she spit on your shaft a few times as the lubrication now felt better than before as you can see her beautiful, dainty fingers stroking your raging length leisurely.

You moan in ecstasy and probably, that’s all you can do. The sudden strike of gratification can be felt throughout your body and you, immediately shudder as her wet, warm mouth envelops your raging length within a fraction of a second, and didn’t even notice it.

Sakura didn’t mind you moaning her name and the constant convulse of your hips as she focuses where she’s best at. With her slow bobs and her mouth wrapped onto your mushroom tip, you can’t help but become more aroused and you wouldn’t complain about this—maybe the only thing you’ll complain about is her anger towards you and you never liked it when she’s furious. Within a few seconds, she picks up the pace and involuntarily, you caress the silky black strands of her hair as an outlet to fight the pleasure, and you won't like what will happen next.

Pop.

“Get your hands off me. Put it behind your back and just let me do my job, is that clear?”

You don’t speak, which ignites the flames inside her—

“Fucking answer me!—”

“Yes—y-yes, mommy! I’m s-sorry…”

The tremble on your voice puts a smile on her face, knowing that she, herself, is damn well in control over you.

“Do that again and I won’t make you cum, alright?”

Another “yes” and another no. Simple articulated words coming from your mouth is enough to make her advances towards your glistening length once more, invading it with her oh-so pleasurable cavern which is her mouth. Her deprivation and her insatiability towards you is what fuels her to do this—and it’s like she’s not liking this and if she is, she’s absolutely lying and you can sense, by the way she looks into your eyes, you know damn well that she’s enjoying this.

If only you could tell her how much you love th—

“Don’t talk to me, okay? I’ll only give you permission if I say so, is that clear?”

You’re completely silent as you already followed her instructions (and with the clever mind she has, she knew that you’re taking the instruction too seriously), which she didn’t like.

“You piece of shit—not like that! Fucking answer me!”

“Y-Yes, mommy…”

“Good. I don’t want your joking ass to play around me ‘cause I’m fucking serious right now—”

She resumes her lustful antics onto your engorged head as she swirls her tongue around it, and you respond with an intimate moan as the sensitivity is way too much to handle, and so is the pleasure. Her constant slurps and her saliva running down her chin is one way to know how much she wants you, how she's so deprived of the taste of your cock and it's like a candy she can't get enough.

“God, your cock tastes so good—fuck—”

And there she goes, again. Constant frantic bobbing ensues and the fondling of your balls—and it's really nothing new to your eyes yet the sight is nevertheless hot as fuck. Those large, doe eyes having eye contact with you as she blows you sloppily—oh gosh, you couldn't ask for anything more than to relive this moment and savor every second of her warm mouth enveloping your shaft.

Such copious amounts of that colorless liquid inevitably leaked out of your slit, which she delightfully consumed as if it cascaded like a waterfall—like a mouthful of a delicious entrée she couldn't get enough of. After such hypnotizing minutes of her sloppy blowjob, she pulled out of your shaft with a loud pop as she commended you for being so obedient to her.

“Such a good boy for mommy. As much as I want you to cum deep in my throat, I want to feel this dick inside me, right now.”

She then grinds onto your heated core as the neediness in her eyes says a lot, and you can’t wait to fulfill it.

“Strip me, baby. Get these stupid clothes out of me and don’t you fucking dare touch me until I say so.”

And you did just that. Untying her top slowly while she’s still straddling your lap, you felt your cock twitching at the sight of her handful breasts, those within and hand’s reach as you hurriedly unclasp her black bra, letting gravity do the work as it fell off her smooth, milky skin as her perky mounds are now within your sight. As much as you wanted to dive in and fondle her mounds, you wanted to follow her instructions as you don’t want to feel her wrath again. Now with just her pants on, she gave you an discontented look as you hurriedly did your job, unzipping her pants and letting the clothing fall off the ground smoothly alongside her panties on the way, letting her beautiful, hourglass figure on your sight as you drool in insatiability and need—Sakura herself exuding sexiness is always off the charts of what you always wanted and with her naked body onto your sight, you can’t help but feel so aroused to the point that you want to pull her and kiss her yet, as what she’d said earlier, you must be obedient so you’ll try and discipline yourself to do so.

“Fuck, she’s so perfect—her figure is so insane.”

Sakura then pushes you onto the bed with a loud thud as she pounces onto you like a wolf, her legs straddling your thighs and her warm hands caressing your chest and your abs, making you squirm in sensitivity.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby. And—ooh, you’re squirming under my touch already? Oh, and I bet, you want to feel my pussy right now, don’t you, hm?”

You nod frantically as she grips your length, her hands almost clenching around your shaft as she lines her entrance towards you, teasing you as she brushes her clit onto your swollen head, making you moan in need as you wanted more but you know that she’s not going to give it to you—or is she?

Enough with the teasing as she dives onto your rod, her wet folds engulfing the entirety of your length as she fucks herself with it within as slow pace. You moaned her name softly as she’s exceptionally tight and so wet, and you noticed it on how much she’s dripping before she even entered.

She might be sexually frustrated considering how much both of your schedules are hectic as the both of you didn’t have the time to really invest into bonding sessions or even steamy ones and her frustration even ignited to the fact that she’s so jealous and you’re starting to feel bad. But you shouldn’t, because if your proposition is true, then you’re in the boat as her—you’re having the needs as hers to, and that maybe even explains on how she’s much tighter than the last time you’ve fucked her yet she’s always pleasurably tight, and it’s so pleasurable that you always wanted to hit the deepest spots inside her pussy if you can.

She rides you with a pace that’s moderate—you don’t really ask anything more than it and you can't, as it’s Sakura’s order to not interfere nor talk to her, so you’ll just shut your mouth as the gratification makes your brain go haywire.

“Fuck—you're s-so big inside me—ahh! Fuck, this cock is so p-perfect! Thank god y-you have this perfect cock for me t-to fuck on—ahhh, fuck!”

Her hypnotic bounces onto your shaft sends ripple onto each other’s bodies as you can feel how she’s dripping wet, considering how she’s leaking between her bounces. In every thrust of herself onto your rod, her demeanor completely changed as her once stern, jealous-filled face is now filled with lust and need, her face distorted with the overwhelming pleasure she’s bringing herself into. Her pace suddenly becomes rapid, bounces within such a quick succession as she places her hands onto your chest for further stability. You realized that she’s struggling a little, so you supported her by pressing your hands firmly onto the side of her hips, which she didn't seem to mind.

“God, I fucking love t-this. I hate h-how you always s-stretch my pussy so well—ahh, fuck!”

She can’t really hide the satisfaction she’s feeling and she never will as she’s always vocal whenever she’s satisfied with something, even from the smallest things up to even some of the freakiest actions in bed. It’s also in her eyes and the way she’s leaking all over your length, and with those simple hints, you already know she’s in peak ecstasy.

“Y-Your cock is too good, baby. I’m gonna c-cum really soon!”

Now chasing her long-awaited orgasm, she rides you at a frantic pace, bounces and bounces in quick successions that make your mouth escape plethora of moans. All it takes is a single squeal as she announces her high, as she creams onto your cock, her nectar gushing out like a waterfall, dripping onto the bed sheets.

And you swear to god, you’re going to clean your bed whenever all of these sinful events are done.

She then pulled out of your slick shaft as it glistened with her juices, standing proud and hard as her body makes her the culprit for all of this. With a single motion, she switched positions with you and glared at you, straight right to your soul, seductively whispering, “Fuck me hard, baby. Don’t stop until you unload every single drop, in your balls, in me, do you understand?”

Another question. Another nod. Of course, it’s a must at this very moment as before you insert your stiffened member inside her, once again, she interrupted you with a suggestion in mind, benefiting herself and maybe even you.

“Before this, you gotta fuck me from behind. Fuck me hard until my legs give out, baby. Please mommy and I want you to impress me.”

And you wouldn’t disappoint her and you never will, because if you do, you’re fucked. Fuck her ‘til her legs give out—well, let’s see how this goes.

With all your strength, you rotate her as the sudden swivel makes her anticipate more of what you can do. You then give her milky-white buttocks a gentle squeeze as you continue to whisper to yourself how insane Sakura’s figure is and how much you adore her passion on how she keeps on maintaining this physique.

“God, she’s so fucking hot…”

“W-Why are you teasing me? Fuck me now and I want that cock inside me.”

Her delirious and stern tone makes you anxious as you hurriedly insert your length into her entrance once again and oh—she’s still as tight as ever. Both of you gasp on the sudden spike of pleasure coursing down your veins as you fulfill her request immediately—by fucking her hard and pounding her until her she can’t feel her legs. No more teasing and slow build-ups as you immediately hammer yourself into her glistening cunt, relentless about the pace and not caring if she can’t take it or not—she wanted it rough, anyway. You place both of your hands on her hips, letting you caress and feel those soft mounds you always love and to further fuck her better as the grip and the control now is way better than before. The clashing of bodies resonates a series of sinful sounds that only reverberated around the room, which arouses you further and as well as the wet squelching of each thrust as the cherry on top.

“I s-said, fuck me harder, you piece of sh—I k-know you can do better than this…”

Upon her livid-filled request, you fulfilled it immediately by exerting more effort between your hammering thrusts into her leaking pussy. It's evident how much she's loving this even though her façade says the opposite—and you want to break it and let herself give out to you and you will. The wet squelching has been a common sound beneath your ear as it forms an orchestra of lustfully-composed sounds alongside her sultry moans that pushes you further on the edge. Sakura tries to compress her moans but with this sinful act being unfolded between her legs, it's impossible to really hold back as she fights for the bit of her dominance left.

“G-God, p-pull my hair, pound m-me faster, g-gosh—I know you can do be—”

Her further attempts of being unimpressed was interrupted by a sudden tug of her hair as your hips pursue an onslaught of hammering thrusts that makes Sakura scream your name, her cunt now glistening and leaking way more than before as you're finally getting the grip to make her fall onto submission. Yet you know her, how competitive she is and she's going to put up a fight in order to win and that's her goal, but the grass isn't getting any greener on the other side of victory and you're claiming to dethrone her.

“God, mommy, y-you're so fucking tight—this pussy just feels to fucking good to be r-real!”

“You love mommy's pussy don't you? No wonder why you're throbbing so much i-inside me—fuck! Just shut the fuck up and pound me. I c-can still feel my legs…”

You nod as you continue the good pounding she always wants as not so long after, she's about to announce her second orgasm of the night.

“God, mommy's gonna c-cum so much! I'm so c-close! I—”

An ear-deafening shrill is all it takes as she gushes onto your cock like a waterfall, every stream staining the bedsheets. You continue to fuck her through her high yet your thrusts are way slower than before, allowing her to recover from her high.

“Fuck me h-hard, baby. I know you're c-close. I can feel this cock throbbing inside my tight, wet cunt, ready to deposit all inside me.”

You swear to god, her dirty talks are instant buttons to push you onto your long-awaited orgasm and you love it. Thrust after thrust, moans reverberate around the air as within a few more seconds, you savor each moment being inside as the familiar knot onto your loins grows, signaling your near ecstasy.

With a single sentence escaping from Sakura's lips, it's just impossible to hold back—

“Cum for me.”

Ecstatic, blissful and lustful. Isn't it perfect? Yes it is and always it has been.

Unloading every ounce inside Sakura's perfect cunt is a must, so you did just that. Burying your length up to the hilt, you let it all out as series of thick shots of semen gets unloaded inside Sakura's tight cunt, her velvety walls hugging around your cock as she even savors the moment of your hot seed being deposited inside her, and, to no surprise, she loves it. You then pull out of her heated entrance and rest yourself onto the bed, feeling exhausted from a steamy session with this hot Japanese girl that just milked you, yet not enough to drain you entirely.

“God—” Scooping a sample from the semen that dripped out of her cunt, she tasted it and a satisfied hum lets you know that she liked it.

“Now that's not too bad, for you—hmm, I guess…”

For me? Didn't she just scream earlier like her life depended on it? And now, you know that she's trying to piss you off at this rate—not that you're disappointed and confused, yet maybe you are, yet you see this as a competition and you're willing to let her know who's going to be in control now.

“Hey, mommy’s not yet done with you, stay where the fuck you are and be my good little toy for the night.”

“B-But can’t you just let me re—”

“What the fuck did I say?”

“Sorry, mommy.”

Damn, she’s good. And it’s like you’re putting up a fight against that and you won’t, just yet…

Tugging your collar as she brings her herself close to you, she whispers seductively onto your ear, enough to tingle your senses and your eyes to widen as the simple words that came out of her mouth arouses you more than what you could ever expect in seconds, bringing your shaft to be in life again, rock-hard from her actions.

“I want you to pound my ass. I can still feel my legs and make sure that I won’t after we’re done.”

Oh… Fuck.

Right from the start of your steamy sessions, she’s been talking about anal sex and you know that she’s into something like that yet, right at this moment, it feels like it’s way hotter than what it should be considering how dominant she is right now. Maybe it’s because of that or her just being vocal about it? Nevertheless, the thought of pounding Sakura’s puckered hole and gaping it open is an arousing sight and just by thinking of it can send you into overdrive—moreover, the drive of lust and the will to fuck her until you’ve fully deposited everything inside her tight asshole.

Letting your hands handle the side of your hips for stability, you didn't just go idle as you rub your cock into the rim of her puckered hole, making her squirm in the sudden spike of pleasure. You then spread your precum onto her hole, lathering it with the colorless liquid as not so long after, your fingers tease her ass as its only motive is to pry it open, make it gaped enough for the ease to pound her into oblivion.

“You're not fucking my ass without some lube, idiot. Go get the bottle from the cabinet near my desk.”

Yeah, and you're about to do that after you're done teasing her—yet, you said to yourself that she's maybe not liking you being a tease at this moment and prefers the real thing up in her ass, already. You would rather not answer her back for the flames not to worsen so you did just follow what she wanted and got the bottle of lube from the cabinet.

“Good. Now lather your cock with it. I wanna see your cock glisten among the ligh—”

A shocking squeal escapes her mouth as you shove the tip of the bottle from her puckered hole and her expressions changing within a millisecond once you squeezed the bottle as numerous amount of lube is being distributed inside her ass, making her moan in pleasure yet she still found it rather perplexed with how the cold liquid felt inside her snug asshole.

“W-What the fuck was that? Shit—it's so cold and weird yet it felt good but, what is th—ahh!”

A moan elicits from her as betweenher ragged breaths are her hard grip from the bed sheets as the sudden spike of pleasure was way too much to handle—and at this moment, she's nowhere near evincing a faux demeanor but rather, such expressions of lust and need, and, even though you can't see it, you can feel that she's genuine on what she's feeling. With how well-lubed the insides of her ass are, you’re not going to waste any time to shove your length in it and you did just that. You struggle to insert a few inches inside considering how incredibly tight the opening of her twitching hole is. You groan in pain and pleasure as you now manage to insert half of your raging length into it and thank god, you lubed her inside well and it wasn’t a pain thrusting into her snug walls. Your thrusts are slow and leisurely pleasurable and you want to really build up the pace from time to time yet Sakura didn’t like your thought of that.

“Enough of that slow stuff. Go and pound my ass harder than what you did in my pussy!”

As much as you wanna tease her, you can't help but feel the need of her walls enveloping your thick shaft as you pound her with a relentless pace. The feeling is mutual—you want her as much as she wants you, and you can't wait to bring an onslaught of thrusts inside her gaping hole.

“Oh god—yes! Pound me just like that! Don't y-you love how my walls clench around your shaft? Like how tight I am, hm?”

“I like h-how fucking tight you are, mommy—I really do. You make me feel so good—argh!”

Even though Sakura may feel a little flummoxed on how everything unfolded so fast, she can’t help but still feel so good as every thrust you did inside her sends shivers of pleasure up in her spine. You hammer into her tight asshole without any care, with abandon as she buries her face into the sheets as the gratification is way too much yet she always liked it no matter what. You pound her ass like there’s no tomorrow, balls deep in every thrust you do as it’s so hard that the wet claps of your balls onto her glistening cunt can be heard, as well as the clashing of your bodies. You can tell how good she’s feeling right now, considering the fact that she’s sneakily fingering her cunt in tandem with every thrust you make and the sight is just arousing as fuck. The lewd scene could not be any better and even with her muffled, compressed moans (thanks to herself burying her head onto the mattress), you could tell that she’s enjoying this as much as you do.

“N-Now, Kkura, look how you’re leaking from getting your ass fucked. You’ve thought of this multiple times, don’t you? You’re done being in control right now—because I have the high ground now, do you understand?”

Only a muffled scream can be heard as you deliver hard thrusts and harsh spanks onto her pristine, bubble butt. You wanted an answer—no, you demanded an answer immediately from her. So, without a time to waste, you pull her hair as her muffled moans are now clearly audible and ask her once again.

“I said, do you understand, Kkura?”

Silence emanates yet the wet clashing of bodies ensues, reverberating around the bedroom. If she’s playing tough and stubborn, then you’ll gladly play the game she's in.

“I said, do you fucking understand me, Kkura?!?”

“Y-Yes, daddy.”

“G-Good girl—oh fuck, Kkura! Your ass feels so good! God—I love fucking this ass, do you know that? I swear to god, if I have all the time on the world, I would literally spend hours fucking your ass.”

“Daddy—gahh! Too good! Too good! Please keep fucking me daddy—I’m going to cum so soon too!”

“Then cum for me, Kkura.”

With rough, hammering thrusts comes with a fast pace of fingering her pussy and with orgasm being chased, you wanted to help her out reach her high faster. You give her the last hammering thrusts she deserved as a blissful scream of ecstasy resonates around the room, announcing her peaked high as she squirts all over the bedsheets.

“Gosh—I—cumming, daddy! F-Fuck!!”

You didn't give her some time to recover as you resumed your frantic thrusts inside her snug hole, chasing your orgasm too as a pleading voice can be heard.

“Please c-cum, daddy. I know you're c-close too so please, j-just cum, anywhere you want…”

Even though with the fire she ignited earlier, you can't help but fulfill her desires as surprisingly, you pulled out of her tight hole, wanting to cum somewhere else that she would love.

“Get on your knees for me, Kkura. I wanna blow my load all over your pretty face.”

She obliges your command as she lewdly sticks her tongue out, anticipating your thick load that will cover the entirety of her face and with the furious strokes you're making, you can't hold on much longer as you wanted to be.

“F-Fuck, Kkura! Stick your tongue just like that! Gosh, you're so fucking hot—I'm c-cumming!!!”

A blissful, overpowering drive of lust can be felt as your reservoir breaks loose, unloading all of your semen on Sakura's enticingly seductive face as per thick shots of it, gains a hurried flinch from her by how much you're covering her. She tried to catch it all with her tongue but was deemed unsuccessful because of how much you've unloaded almost everything onto her: her face, nose, chin, lips and her forehead full of your pearly white cum.

“Fuck—it feels so warm, and so—d-delicious, daddy!”

You smiled faintly out of content yet you're still not done with her because you want to ruin her and you absolutely would.

“Do you think I'm still done with you, Kkura?”

You grip both of her arms as you face her, your lust-ignited eyes demanding an answer escaping on those lips from hers.

“N-No?”

“That's right. I'm still not done with you. Now relax yourself, alright?.”

She quickly obliges as she wails in pleasure once you've brushed the tip of your cock onto her clit, making her weak on her knees and moaning profusely.

“Daddy—ahhh! Be gentle for me, just for now—I still feel so sensitive—”

“You don't get to say what I'll do, Kkura. Also, don't fucking worry, it won't be in your pussy.”

Catching her off-guard, you quickly shoved your length into her puckered hole again as you two moaned in unison—you moaned and groaned on how tight she still is, considering how much you've opened her from your harsh poundings from earlier.

“Gosh, Kkura—you're still tight as fuck.”

“And y-you're so big inside me, daddy! Pound me again!”

You really thank Sakura for squirting earlier as her nectar helps with the lubrication—other than the lube, of course—as it drips towards her puckered hole. You didn't get her a chance to prepare herself as you started off with harsh and frantic thrusts, sending ripples down her bubble butt as you pound her with abandon. With the clashing of bodies, you can’t help but moan in ecstasy as the scene is too fucking hot and it’s not hotter as both your lips clash onto each other. You kiss her with fervor that hasn’t been seen before, devouring her like it’s your last meal and getting the awkward taste of your own seed is surprisingly making the scene hotter.

“F-Fuck, daddy. You kissed me so good and don’t you like the taste of your own cum?”

“Well, it’s a bit weird but I never thought I'd taste this sweet.”

You indulge into another blissful kiss with her, locking tongues and exchanging breaths is what made the hottest scene in the bedroom, maybe even way more scorching hot than anything you’ve done with Sakura. You pull onto her once again as you resume your frantic thrusts into her asshole, sending shivers down your spine on how well the pleasure is being delivered.

“Oh god—daddy! You fuck me so well! So so well—fuckk!!”

The same symphony of lewd moans can be heard all over again, and it’s the kind of music you want to listen to apart from their biggest hits. Maybe, in a way, you’ve helped Sakura to improve her vocals by how much you’ve made her scream, reach the highest of notes and how much she has taken you down her throat.

As the frantic hammering ensues comes her melodic moans that ignites the lust inside you to keep going, not minding how sensitive you are as your only aim is to cream both of her holes and to watch how beautiful she can get after all of this. You slowed down your thrusts for a moment and pulled out right after, as you wanted to do something that Sakura will also love.

“Turn around for me, Kkura. I wanna pound you from behind.”

Again, she obliges immediately as she pounced on the bed with her ass up, ready for another set of harsh poundings. It’s still surprising how her legs are still functioning at this very moment but all you can say is that, you’ll pound her into oblivion to the point that she can’t walk until tomorrow and God knows where she’ll get an excuse to his manager on why she can’t be participating in further activities. Without any time to waste, you insert into her snug hole once again as you’re met with the tight hugging of her walls as you resume the onslaught of thrusts while spanking her pearly-white, bubble butt until it’s red from your handprints and your other hand pulling her hair, making a makeshift ponytail and in order to hear the plethora of moans .

“Is this what you’ve wanted a-all along, huh? To be fucked like an animal, especially in this tight ass? Don’t you f-fucking worry Kkura, you won’t gonna walk until tomorrow on how much I’m gonna pound you—oh! Use you, like a toy and you’re going to make a convincing excuse to your members and to your manager on why you suddenly can’t walk. Hah—you fucking slut—what a slut for my cock. Don’t worry, this w-will be anything you can ask for, Kkura and you’ll forever know that I’m yours and you’re all mine, do you understand?”

“Y-Yes daddy—ahhh! Please keep fucking me! I d-don’t care anymore—j-just explode in me!”

Really surprising—you whisper upon yourself as it is indeed surprising on how she can still articulate such words even though she’s being fucked like an animal—thrusts with its only aim is to rearrange her guts and ruin her, ultimately. You wished this won’t end but it soon will be, as you can feel the familiar knot in your loins, signaling your near orgasmic peak. You then give her ass the pounding it deserves as you bury the entirety of your shaft inside her asshole, filling her up to the hilt.

“I’m going to fucking c-cum, Sakura! I’m—cum—”

Your vision darkens as your tips spurt thick shots of cum inside her ass, her walls clenching hard around your shaft as the feeling of filling her ass is way too much to handle. The creampie wasn’t as good as the first one you did inside her pussy, but surely, this amount is enough for the both of you. You then lay down on the bed as the exhaustion comes in, exasperated breaths escaping your mouth as so does Sakura. You then take a look at her holes, fully creampied by you as the conglomeration of both your liquids can be seen on both snug holes. The earlier cacophony of moan, groans and screams are now filled with faint breaths as both bodies are exasperated from the earlier wild session.

“It feels—hahh… So—warm… God, y-you fucked me good and I—can’t feel my legs…”

Sakura then looks at you as you look back to her, exchanging smiles as Sakura leans closer to you, her disheveled hair all over her face but you can’t deny how beautiful she still looks even though she’s completely ruined.

“I’m—sorry about my earlier attitude… I didn’t r-really mean to sulk like that…”

You then caress her hair, fixing her messed up, cum-filled face to be in touch with her, better.

“It’s alright Kkura. I was just scared earlier and just next time, don’t be that oppressive, okay? I just talked with Chaewon and I’m pretty sorry that I didn’t really divert my attention towards you.”

“No, it’s clearly my fault. I’ll be a better girl, I swear.”, Sakura smiles in reassurance, but with a doubt that you’re still feeling that hint of disappointment so, she ensures something with you. “So, would you forgive me?”

Your eyes glistens upon the dim light as you maintain eye contact with her, uttering the next words that will sure make Sakura smile in delight.

“I do. I forgive you, Kkura…”

You then latch onto her lips one more time as all you can feel is love, and only that at this very moment.

“Wait—would you uhh… Help me clean up? I don’t think my legs are functioning right n-now.”

“Oh yeah, sure.”

You then rose up to the bed and helped Sakura by lifting her and assisting her to walk with your arm all over her shoulders.

“Well, you wanna shower with me?”

You’re just glad that you had clothes on your bag to spare for yourself—“Yeah, why not, Kkura.”

Well, this was a night to remember—and probably, good luck explaining the mess that happened in Sakura’s bedroom to the rest of the members, especially the leader, Kim Chaewon—

Kimssammu on 21:15 - “I want my turn next, anytime, Oppa… ;)”

But how did she know—

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Third Date Etiquette | Bucky Barnes

a/n: Bucky is def my comfort character and writing for him when I haven't in so long is AHHHH. please enjoy 💗

pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

The ingredients lay before you on the table. Potatoes, onions, garlic, carrots, and most importantly–chicken. Your nerves were wracked as you studied the contents of the recipe over and over, practically committing it to memory. It was your third date with the extremely captivating and handsome man, Bucky Barnes. You two quite literally ran into one another at the local Starbucks–you with a very sweet and frothy latte, Bucky with a bitter iced black coffee.

“Hi,” Bucky had said to you, piercing blue eyes like windows to the soul. You immediately took comfort. Weird, but you felt safe and you hadn’t been in his presence all but for 30 seconds.

“Hi,” you answer with a sheepish smile, admiring your hands. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

He smiled in the friendliest of ways. It wasn’t every day you slammed into the hard chest of a man who looked as though he just stepped off of the latest Men’s GQ issue. His scent was homey, earthy. Woodsy and aromatic, he smelled like citrus and sex. The good kind of sex, too. Mouth-watering sex, the kind that will have your toes curling and aching at a memory recalled throughout your normal day.

Introductions were quickly exchanged and you were shocked when the stranger who you found to be Bucky asked for your number. By the end of the day, he asked you to dinner, and now just a few weeks later this was lucky date number three. And you offered to cook for him. Your grandmother said that a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. So with that information tucked away nicely in your brain, you asked if he had any food allergies, and mentioned chicken, and Bucky was immediately on board. He offered to bring the wine.

As you began to prepare your chicken and cut up your veggies, you heard the knock on your apartment door. A soft smile spans across your face as you wash up your hands and race for the door, eager like a teenager falling in love for the first time. Inhaling slowly to try and dampen the quick thud of your heart, you check your reflection in the mirror and ensure you look presentable. Opening the door, Bucky stands there in a pair of dark jeans that hug thick thighs wonderfully, a navy blue v-neck tee, and his jacket. In his hand is a bouquet of roses and the bottle of wine he promised to bring.

“Hey, Doll,” he smiles. It didn’t take him long to give you a sweet little pet name, and ‘doll’ was so fitting, as if he came straight out of the 1950s.

“Hello, handsome.” you say breathlessly, ushering him to come inside. He steps over the threshold and pops a gentle kiss onto your cheeks, his warm lips and slight scruff a perfect mixture that sends your heart into overdrive and an ocean down below.

You take the flowers and wine from him, laughing over your shoulder as he comments on your sweet little apartment. “It’s very cozy in here.” he laughs, admiring the bookshelf in the corner filled to the brim with all of your favorite reads. From historical romance to paranormal, all the way to romantasy and the occasional dark romance, you had something for every mood.

“Thank you!” you beam. “It’s not much, but it’s home.”

Bucky felt his heart soften at that. It’s not much but it’s home. There was nothing more he wanted in this world than to feel at home. To be quite honest, he hadn’t felt the essence of home since Steve, and he wasn’t so certain that he’d ever get to experience it again. But then there you were… bumping into him in that coffee shop. With your bright smile, ease of conversation, and breathtaking beauty. He was smitten and starstruck by you.

“The flowers are gorgeous, Bucky. Thank you so much.” You exhale as you place the vase of water and flowers as a centerpiece on your kitchen table. Bucky looked around, noticing the prepped chicken sitting in a stainless steel roasting pan. Veggies were lined around it like a little bed for the chicken to rest on. He smiled to himself, eager to have a woman offer to cook for him on a date. It wasn’t something he was used to and he wouldn’t take for granted the sweet gesture.

“I’m glad you like them.” He answers. You look at his jacket and laugh.

“Go on, make yourself comfy. Take your coat off. You can lay it over one of the chairs.”

Bucky wets his lips as he shimmies out of his leather and lays it over the back of the wooden chair as you instructed. He admired the full view of you for the first time tonight. You wore a dress that dropped just to your knees and a pair of blush pink flats. You wanted something semi-formal but comfortable. The dress hugged your curves and Bucky’s mouth watered at the image of his hands tracing every single one, committing them to memory. He opened and closed the fist of his metal limb, his eyes fluttering shut. He wanted desperately to know how you tasted and not just what lay beneath that dress and panties he coould only imagine looked like–but your mouth. Your mouth looked so sweet and delectable, lips that were made to fit perfectly against his.

“Do you need help with anything?” Bucky asked, gazing around at the nicely-kept kitchen. You had cleaned up as you went along cooking this evening.

“Yeah… You can make yourself useful.” You smirk with a playful tone to your voice. “You can open that bottle of wine while I grab us two glasses… You grabbed my favorite.”

Bucky laughed. “I remembered you ordering it on our first date.”

You stalled in front of the cabinets, the memory of that first day clouding your mind. How much of a gentleman he was despite everyone saying that chivaraly was dead. He pulled out your chair, let you wear his jacket on the way out because it was practically freezing, and he walked you to your doorstep where he kissed you goodnight. Not on the lips, but on the cheek, because he wanted to set the standard with you–that you were worth more than jumping headfirst. He wanted to feel you out, take his time. After all, you would be the first woman he’d grown to fancy in a very long time… and after Sam’s whistling over the picture Bucky showed him of you once he confiscated your socials, Sam was hollering for Bucky to quickly lock it down.

“You paid attention.” you giggle, realizing that the wine glasses were sitting on the very top shelf. Grumbling, you were about to grab the stepstool before a warm hand ghosted across yours and a hard chest was felt against your back. Bucky effortlessly grabbed two glasses and locked eyes with you, his eyes not helping but to drop to your lips.

If you weren’t trying to impress him with your cooking skills, you would’ve forgotten dinner all together and jumped straight to dessert.

Bucky smiled at you as he unloaded the two glasses into your grasp before he went to work on popping the cork. You were enveloped with that homey scent once more, that citrus sending a shock appeal through your loins, your eyes fluttering closed. If you weren’t paying attention to maintaining your balance, you might just pooled to the floor then and there.

As he popped the cork and you put the chicken in the oven and set a timer on your phone, he offered you a glass.

“Cheers,” You smiles, clinking your glass to his and taking a sip. The feel of the wine on your tongue was smooth and silky, causing you to ponder if Bucky’s tongue felt the same. You lick your lips as you sat the glass down and admire him.

“What?” Bucky asks.

Smirking, you shake your head. “I’m just surprised is all.”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrow at the statement. “Surprised?”

You nod your head. “How I happened to score running directly into the arms of someone this good looking.”

Your comment on his appearance sent a flush down the back of his neck. Bucky Barnes was not the kind of man that blushed, but he suddenly felt an odd sense of heat rise on the apples of his cheeks. He tucked his tongue into the pocket of his cheek and chuckled, cursing under his breath at how a woman, for the first time in his life, had the upper hand on him.

“You’re all for flattery tonight.” Bucky chuckles.

“It’s the truth.” You don’t back away. That was another thing that pulled Bucky into your orbit. He loved that you said anything that came to mind. It didn’t matter how outlandish or awkward it could sound, he loved it. You spoke your mind. You were the epitome of fearless and he knew he could use some more of that in his life.

The longer you two stood there and the silence grew, it was one of comfort. You both drank from your glasses and Bucky knew that if he didn’t take his chance now, he wouldn’t ever do it. He stepped closer and circled a hand around your waist, dropping low on your hip. The feel of his large hand through the fabric of your dress sent a jolt of electricity down your spine as you peered up at him.

“Jumping to dessert first?” You dare to ask.

“Doll, dessert has been on my mind since I woke up this morning.” Bucky drawled, his voice rich and deep. His warm breath fanned over your bottom lip as he searched your eyes, waiting for the invitation, eager for your confirmation that you too wanted some dessert before dinner.

Grinning wildly, the tip of your head and the subtle pushing into his hard frame was all he needed. Bucky caught your thin between his fingertips and dipped low, his lips slotting against yours.

Perfect fit.

His lips molded to yours. They were soft and pleasant and warm and everything you could’ve dreamed of. He kissed you with such softness that it stole the breath from your lungs. You unhooked your fingers from around the stem of your wineglass and raised them, laying them over his shoulders. You took the leap of courage and deepened the kiss, being the first to run your tongue across his bottom lip, asking for permission to infiltrate.

Bucky opened his mouth a little wider and your tongues touched which sent both of you into a frenzy. A low grunt of approval climbed up Bucky’s throat followed by a breathy moan leaving yours. He turned you both so that the curve of your back was pressed into the island. He pushed forward, your body folding slightly across the granite as he kissed you deeper, kissed you as if you were the oxygen that was snatched from his lungs, kissed you like there would be no tomorrow.

“Bucky,” You gasp his name as you pull away for a breath of fresh air. But you were so desperate to kiss him again. You never wanted to stop.

Bucky’s eyes flickered with a deep sense of want and you had a strong feeling this date might just go to third base.

He smirked down at you, the playfulness of his eyes putting you on high alert. His thumb grinded into your hip and in a flash, he had you lifted and your bottom on the counter. Wedging his body between your knees, a shrill of laughter escaped you as you drape your arms over his shoulders. Bucky comes back in, diving head first for more, this time with a lot more passion.

He didn’t hold back. Bucky’s hands gripped your sides and danced up until he was grabbing your face, the gasp flooding your lips at the mix of cold of his metal hand and warmth of his flesh one. You groan louder against his mouth as you tangle your legs around his waist and locking your ankles.

“How much longer on that timer?” Bucky asked between deepening kisses.

You glance down at your phone. “30 minutes.” You giggle.

Talk about some third date etiquette. You wanted this more than anything.

“30 is all I need, Doll.” Bucky laughs, lifting you off the counter and leading you to the couch where he climbs on top of you, his hard body pressing against yours.

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spaceyaceface · 2 years ago

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Hi this is me officially begging for some Ominis x reader blurb/fic ideas, please I want to write for him

Ominis finds out that MC hasn't been healing their wounds because they feel bad about hurting others (not intentionally, just the whole Ranrok situation and they feel that everything is their fault).

Ominis finds out by realising that MC has been acting strange and tries to stop them to talk, but they don't want to and try to get away, so he catches their wrist and MC hisses in pain, so he takes their arm in his hand to see what's wrong and why it hurt MC and feels countless cuts and wounds.

MC feels embarrassed and bad, so they try to get away, but his hold on them is firm.

Ominis asks what it is (the wounds) and they try to brush it off, but he's persistent.

Eventually Ominis explains to them how it's not their fault and makes them drink some Wiggenweld potions and helps them bandage the wounds (and it gets very cute and fluffy and wholesome).

So yeah, something like that if you want to ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭

AHHHH we love us some good ole angst/hurt/comfort/fluff :) thanks so much for the request! If I'm honest, I got a bit carried away with this one, it was sort of therapeutic to write this sort of comfort. I hope I did it justice!

Ominis Gaunt x gn!Reader/MC

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: Injuries (minor), guilt, self-destructive tendencies, overall just kinda heavy so watch out for that (but ends with some good fluff)

The sleeves of your robe brushed against your skin—even that light amount of pressure made you wince. But you pushed away the pain, instead focusing on the candle in front of you, blasting out a precise Confringo to just light the wick. The movement caused more brushing against your arms—it made the bruises in your side ache, too. That didn’t stop you from turning to the next candle, unleashing the spell once again.

Sebastian had been right about Confringo—it was a great spell. Wonderful for letting some of the fire inside out.

You knew you should leave the Undercroft soon, but the place had become a safe haven just like it was for the ones who showed it to you. Here, no one gave their condolences for Professor Figg. No one asked for more favors you simply couldn’t refuse. No one praised you for the destruction you had caused. It didn’t matter if all of it had resulted in saving Hogwarts, or the whole world, for that matter. Causing death and pain took a toll on one’s soul, even in self defense.

You sucked in a sharp breath as a twist of your arm pull a scratch the wrong way—you cursed quietly, not bothering to check if it was bleeding again or not. It didn’t matter to you.

To say you were avoiding people was an understatement. You took every opportunity to be alone you could find, skipping classes and meals, telling friends you had plans, running “errands” in the Highlands. You’d venture into the darker parts of the forest, daring any creature that stood in your way to challenge you. You always came out on top—but you always came home a bit more battered and scrapped up. You’d stopped taking potions or dressing your wounds. They didn’t matter to you. The pain didn’t matter. You couldn’t fix the destruction you’ve caused, why should you allow yourself the luxury of fixing yourself?

People had died for you. You didn’t deserve to feel whole.

There was the sound of clanging behind you—the unmistakable cacophony of someone entered the Undercroft. You lower your wand, glancing down quickly to make sure your cuts and scraps were covered. Looking up, you realized it didn’t matter either way as Ominis walked into the room.

He called out your name. “Are you in here?”

He held out his wand. There was no chance he didn’t sense you already. He was just doing you the service of allowing you to announce yourself.

“I’m here, Ominis,” you said.

“Merlin’s beard, it smells like fireworks in here,” he said, coming closer to you. You resisted your instinct to run—whether towards him or away from him, you didn’t know.

Truth was, of all the people you’d been avoiding, you’d missed him the most. He was the one you felt the most guilty lying to before slipping off. You felt like you were betraying the trust he put in you—something you should have honored, because Ominis Gaunt did not trust easily.

“I was just practicing Confringo a bit,” you said.

Ominis sighed, shaking his head. “I long for the day you and Sebastian tire of that spell.”

Silence hung in the air. You should talk to him. Ask how he’s been. Tell him how hopeless you felt. But that voice in the back of your head nagged you to run.

And just as you had at every turn leading up to this point, you listened.

“I should go,” you said. “I haven’t tended to my nifflers yet tonight, they’ll be angry at me.” You turned to leave, walking past him and towards the door.

“Wait a moment,” Ominis said. You stopped in your tracks. If it had been anyone else, you would have kept walking, but there was something about Ominis that made you want to stay. “I… you haven’t been acting yourself, lately. I’m… worried about you.”

You stayed frozen where you stood, pressing your lips together. He took a couple steps closer to you, hesitant, like you were a wild animal.

“Just… got a lot going on,” you said weakly. He was at your shoulder now. You had to escape. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry.”

You took another step towards the door, but a hand wrapped around your wrist. You gasped as a sharp pain ran through you and you struggled to pull away, stopping when it only caused to sensation to worsen. Ominis’s hand trembled a bit, grip loosening, but not letting go.

“Wh-what was that? What happened?” There was panic in his voice. You didn’t want to hear it.

“Nothing,” you said, trying to catch your breath as the pain dulled again. “Nothing, Ominis, I’m fine, let me—“

But he stepped closer, dragging the sleeve of your robe up with his other hand, fingers tracing softly over the cuts and marks on your arm. His mouth dropped open and you tried with one final tug to free yourself from him, but he held fast.

He said your name softly. “What is this? Tell me.” It was was a demand, gentle but firm. It held a warning in the tone of it—don’t lie to me.

“I just... I needed to let off some steam, so I went to the Forbidden Forest to fight some spiders," you answered. It wasn't a lie. It just wasn't the whole truth.

Ominis sensed this immediately. "So why haven't you healed them yet?"

"Haven't gotten around to it." Your voice was hard, cold, daring him to push you further.

His hand traced up your arm once again, ghosting over the wounds. "Some of these are starting to heal on their own. They're days old--weeks, even."

"Leave it alone, Ominis," you spat back at him.

"I will not leave it alone!" he growled. "How could I not have noticed this? Is this why you've been avoiding everyone?"

"Well I couldn't bloody well go around looking like this, could I?" you said sarcastically.

"Why aren't you taking care of yourself?" Ominis asked, voice raising. "You know better than this, why would you--"

"Because I don't deserve it!" you shouted. Your voice ached with emotion as you continued, trembling. "After everything that's happened--how could I deserve to be well? People have died for me, and I let it happen. How could I let myself carry on after all the pain I've caused? You could never under--"

But you stopped yourself, staring at the hardness that had overtaken Ominis's features. Of course he understood. Perhaps he was the one person who could.

"I dare you to finish that sentence." His voice was low and even. It cut you like a knife.

"I-I'm sorry," you stuttered. The anger you felt only seconds ago had dissipated completely. "I wasn't thinking straight. I haven't been for some time now," you admitted.

"No, you bloody well haven't," Ominis said. He finally dropped your wrist, moving to place a hand to the small of your back as he led you to a crate to sit on. "If you had, maybe you would have come to someone who knows a thing or two about this sort of guilt."

He leaned forward, removing the robe from off your shoulders and down your arms before sitting beside you.

"I'm sorry," you said again, softer this time.

He let out a deep sigh, shoulders losing tension as the anger melted off of him. "You need to take care of yourself. Even when it doesn't feel like you should. Do you understand me?" His tone was gentle as held out his hand, face up. You placed your wrist in his palm.

"I-I know. It's just..." You trailed off, eyes closing to hold back tears. There weren't words to explain the tormented feeling twisting inside of you. But Ominis didn't push you to describe it--he knew it all to well already.

"You need to take some Wiggenweld. It's no use arguing--I know you have some with you."

You sighed but obeyed, digging through the pocket of your robes until you found one, uncorking the top and downing it. The sensation was familiar, even if you hadn't felt it in weeks; a slight tingle across your body, intensifying at the places where it healed wounds.

Ominis hummed softly, feeling some of the cuts and scraped vanish under his fingertips. "Some of these are a bit deeper. They'll take some time to heal on their own." He pulled out his wand, pointing it at your arm and saying "Ferula." You watched the bandages wrap around you as he moved to repeat the action on your other arm.

"Any more I should be concerned about?" he asked.

"No," you said honestly. "Those were the worst of them. I'm sure the rest of them were taken care of by the Wiggenweld."

Ominis nodded, sensing you were telling the truth. "I should really take you to Nurse Blainey. But... as long as you let me check on them, I'll be content."

"I suppose I can live with that," you said, offering a small smile.

He gave a huff, but you could tell it was a good natured one. "You better not get any new ones, or so help me I'll force Wiggenweld down your throat."

A true smile graced your face now. "Funny, I've missed your threats."

"If you hadn't been avoiding me, you wouldn't have anything to miss."

You didn't have a response to that. He was right, as he had been with many things that night. He shifted to face you more fully.

"I care about you, deeply. Perhaps... perhaps more deeply than I should." He paused after the admission. "But it doesn't matter to me if you share those feelings. What matters to me as that you take care of yourself, and allow others to help when you don't feel up to doing that task alone."

You reached for his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. He stiffened momentarily, surprised at your forward action. But then he relaxed, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "For what it's worth," you said softly. "I do share those feelings. I... I can't promise to be perfect with what you ask of me, at least not right away. But I won't push you away again. I can promise that."

He smiled softly, bringing your hand up to press and soft kiss on the back of it. Your heart fluttered at the gentleness of his lips--after weeks of hardening yourself to everything around you, you found yourself ready to start opening up again.

You leaned your head on Ominis's shoulder and let that night be the first step in the right direction.

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aquagirl1978 · 1 year ago

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Mirrors - Alfons Sylvatica x Reader (Ikemen Villains)

A/N: Part of Visions of Temptations 2023 hosted by @xxsycamore

Pairing: Alfons Sylvatica x Reader

Prompt: Day 6 - Sex Toys

Word Count: 777

Tags: NSFW; Minors - DNI; cowgirl position; piv; sex toys; tail plug; double penetration; praise kink; creampie; female-bodied reader (good girl is said)

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?

It certainly wasn’t Alfons. Not with the way he was perched on the edge of your bed, a wicked grin carved on his face, and a devilish gleam in his eyes.

And his cock buried deep in your pussy.

“Al….ahhhh…what's that?” you asked, your eyes now focused on an item that must have fallen from his pocket earlier when you undressed one another.

He tilted his head, glancing behind him on the bed and laughed. “Oh, that? It's my new toy.” Turning his head back to face you, he stared into your eyes, his gaze deep and intense as his bare hands pressed on the small of your back, guiding you up and down on his cock. “You wanna play with it?” he asked, stealing a kiss and nipping your lips.

You nodded slightly as words failed you.

“I'll need you to stand up.” With his hands on your waist, he lifted you up, soft whimpers leaving your lips as his cock slipped out from your pussy.

Holding the toy in his hand, you got a better look at it. Lying across his palm was a long strip of dark fur with something shiny – metallic, maybe? – dangling from one end of it.

“That’s not from one of Elbert’s –”

Alfons laughed, cutting off the rest of your question. “No. I bought this at a store.”

What kind of stores has Alfons been going to?

“Come closer,” he whispered, taking your hand in his and gently tugging your body closer to his. Holding the shiny part in his hand, he rubbed its rounded tip along your slit, the cool metal sending shivers up your spine.

Al looked up at you with a seductive smile, his gaze fixated on yours as he slowly pushed the plug inside your pussy. You rested your hands on his shoulders, your fingers digging into his skin as he filled you with the toy, his gaze never leaving your face.

Once it was fully inside you, he began thrusting it inside, the cold metal warming quickly inside your body.

He pulled the toy out with a flourish; holding the plug up, he was pleased to find it glistening, fully coated with your slick arousal.

“Turn around,” he said as he spun you in your spot. He pressed a palm on the small of your back, the feel of his bare skin against yours gentle and comforting. You waited, wondering what he was doing, as he took his time admiring your backside.

He pressed the toy against your skin, your body trembling, aware now of what was about to happen.

“This might hurt a little,” he warned as he began to slide the slicked toy inside you. Your breath hitched when it popped inside, your body stretching, accommodating its width.

“You're doing so good,” Al praised when the toy began to disappear between your cheeks. “It's almost in.”

Your moans were soft as he eased the toy inside, his thrusts slow and almost gentle.

“It's in.” He marveled at the tail that now cascaded down your backside. Running his hands down the length of soft fur, he gave the toy a quick tug. Gasping loudly, his lewd grin was hidden from your view.

He spun you around to face him again, the tail soft against your skin. Pulling you onto his lap, he guided you back onto his cock. Your body slowly sank down, his groans delicious as you swallowed his entire length.

“Good girl,” he praised, pleased at how well you took both his cock and the toy. Rolling your hips against his, you relished this newly found feeling of complete fullness.

You set the pace, your movements slow as you enjoyed the new sensations from the toy. Waves of fiery pleasure quickly built as your bodies rocked against the other. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you clung to Al, knowing you wouldn’t be able to last much longer like this.

His teeth grazed your shoulder, his breath fire on your already hot skin. He held your body down on his cock, your walls squeezing him tight, as he nipped at your skin. Stars danced before your eyes as your body flooded with fire, his cock painting your insides white.

Trembling, your body gave out, collapsing on his as you joined each other in a state of euphoric bliss.

Somehow, someway, you found yourself lying in the bed, with Alfons resting on your chest. With his eyes closed, and his hand clasped in yours, he looked almost angelic.

When he was like this, maybe he was the fairest one of all.

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chiiyuuvv · 1 year ago

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FOR @the-lemon-boy

817; @hyunukitty , @cake1box , @mars101 , @soul-is-a-strange-kid , @the-lemon-boy , @yuniniverse

Two more thing to do before I fully focus on requests!!

"Your keys are under the reindeer right?" Hunter askes again, his gloved hands holding up his phone to his lips so you would hear him better. From your screen, you watched the blue sky, some snow falling before the camera lands back on hunter. A dark blue scarve wraps around his neck with a red beanie shielding his hair, his head hiding underneath the materials. He looked cute.

He gives you a small smile, his squishy cheeks lightly pink from the cold as he takes another step in the snow. "This is gonna take a while.." he chuckles to himself, feeling a little bit of regret for walking all the way to your house. "Yeah, well hurry up. Camera weather man guy said its freezing! Actually.. you shouldnt even be outdoors!!"

"Camera weather man guy?" He repeats, holding back his laugh.

"Shut up." You send the camera lens a glare, hunter giving you an amused smirk as you prompt your phone against the book you were reading, walking away from the device to locate your heater in your living room. "Is it cold?" He asks, his voice lightly muffled.

"Yeah." You nod, a small pout on your lips as you engulf your body with a random blanket laying on the floor, deciding to sit on it as you lean your head against your couch, moving your phone to the small coffee table so hunter could see you better. He found you adorable, fighting the smile that tries to lift his lips and the sudden urge to teleport to your arms, wishing the blanket was him instead. "How far are you?" Your sweet voice snaps him out of his trance

"Just a more few blocks, almost there."

"Mmh okay," you look away from your phone to play with the hem of your shirt, "Why'd you want to come over anyway?"

"Oh.." you watch as hunter darts his eyes away from the camera, his cheeks forming a darker shade of pink. You wonder if it was still from the cold. "You know.. just to hang out." He makes up a random excuse, his shoulders shrugging as he wipes some snow that had fallen on his phone. You raise your eyebrow, "we hung out yesterday."

"Well, you know-"

"Wait, hunter do you hear that?" You cut him off, looking around the room as the sound of something sizzling fills your ears. "What do i hear??"

A moment of silence goes by. "Okay i think everything- AHHHH!" you scream, ducking your head as a second reflex as something launches in the air, hitting and turning off your phone before landing to the floor.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" hunter shouts from his end, removing his lips from the bottom of the phone to furiously tap on it, but the call was already cut off, his breathes getting shaky from the thought of something bad happening to you. And without a second thought he stuffs his phone into his pocket, sprinting down the snowy sidewalk and to your house.

He breaths heavily when he finds your poorly built reindeer, almost knocking the thing over to find your house key at the bottom of its hooves. Hunter, still shaking, stuffs the key into the keyhole, busting the door open to find you laid out on the floor, along with an exploded can beside you.

"No, no, no, no, no." Hunter repeats, holding up your unconscious body, resting your head against his chest as he rubs your cheek with his wet glove. "Wake up, please." His voice cracks, his eyes swelling up with tears, his heart breaking. He was going to confess to you today, finally tell you how he really felt instead of cowering away from the thought.

"I was going to tell you how much i love you." He whispers, blinking a tear away as it streams down his cheek. "Please wake up." He whispers again, his forehead laying against yours as he sobs.

The sobs get louder, your eyes opening to find hunters arms around you, the feeling makes your heart warm up. "Hunter?" You dont ever thing someone could lift their head as fast as he could, cupping both of your cheeks with a growing smile. "You're awake!! You're awake!!" He exclaims, sobbing into your neck as he hugs you tighter.

"Duh, im not going out without a fight." You flick his forehead, hunter laughing at your cheesy comment. You lay in the same position on the floor with content, your hands coming up to rub his hair as hunter hums in your neck. "Wait a sec.." you think to yourself, remembering you could faintly hear some of hunters words.

"What?" He asks, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Do you.. like me?" Your head tilts.

His eyes widen. "What, nope, how could i ever?? Haha- yeah i do." He looks down in defeat.

"Aw." You chuckle, patting his head. "Me too."

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sissylittlefeather · 7 months ago

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Your Love's Been a Long Time Coming: Chapter 9

A/N: Ahhhh, the penultimate chapter! There was so much screaming after the last one! Will your screams be satisfied?! Please keep reading and commenting. I live for it! Love you all 🩷🩷

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Warnings: not much, alcohol use, cussing, kissing, angst

Word count: ~2.2k

Later that night, as Sonny sleeps peacefully on his pillow beside her, Vivian cries herself to sleep, silent tears streaming down her face.

******

Elvis paces Graceland almost constantly while Sonny and Vivian are gone on their honeymoon. When they come back, he hosts a party to welcome them home, but it's a thinly veiled excuse for him to see Viv again. He knows Priscilla isn't stupid. She has to be able to tell something is going on with him, but he's not really sure he cares. There seems to be something distracting her these days too.

On the day of the party, Elvis is on edge trying to make sure everything is perfect. By the time Sonny and Viv finally arrive, he's so worked up he's chain smoking cigarillos and his stomach is filled with butterflies like he's a teenager. He stands in the foyer smiling awkwardly. She looks even more beautiful than he imagined and he's dying to take her in his arms and kiss her the way he really wants to, but all of a sudden Sonny is there shaking his hand.

"Can we talk, boss?"

"Oh, um, sure can I just... I want to-" He gestures to Viv but Sonny cuts him off.

"No, we need to talk now." Elvis looks back at Viv as Sonny ushers him into the kitchen for some privacy.

"What is it, Sonny?" Elvis asks, clearly annoyed.

"I know about the wedding." The butterflies in his stomach freeze.

"What about the wedding?" He asks, praying Sonny isn't talking about what he thinks he's talking about.

"About you and Vivian. Jerry told me." Elvis shifts uncomfortably. "You're my friend and I know you. I know you're not trying to break up my marriage. So I'm asking you to stay away. Please. I know y'all have always had a thing, but she's my wife now. Please let us be happy."

Elvis looks at him in stunned silence. He never dreamed Sonny knew, but more than that he never imagined this is how he would react. Stay away? Now, when they're so close to finally being what he wants?

"I'm begging you, Elvis."

Elvis nods slowly. Sonny has been a good friend to him for too many years to count. He hears himself agree to stay away, still not sure he'll be able to keep that promise. But he makes it anyway.

******

Vivian is shocked and confused by Elvis's distance before he eventually leaves for Vegas in January. She's not sure what she expected, but it wasn't for him to avoid her completely. Maybe the guilt of what happened between them finally got to him. Or maybe he realized that he really didn't want her. Either way, she tries to keep her mourning silent and contained, focusing on her modeling career and her new husband.

Sonny is the perfect picture of a doting husband. Something about the marriage seems to have sent him into a lovestruck tailspin and he showers her with affection and lavish gifts. If she didn't know any better, she'd swear he was trying to prove something to her. Still, she misses Elvis. She appreciates all of the attention, but she can't help wishing it was Elvis doing all of it for her.

******

At the end of February, Elvis comes home from Vegas to find Priscilla in a state. She's crying and frantic and if he's being honest, he's more annoyed than concerned. He's spent the last two months longing for Viv and trying to convince himself that Cilla is a good wife and their marriage is worth saving. This isn't helping her case.

"Calm down, Cil, what is it?" She finally comes and sits next to him on the edge of their bed. He's hoping she's not going to try to make love to him for whatever reason. She's his wife and he'll do it, but he can't guarantee he won't imagine Viv and that makes it hard for him to moan the correct name.

"I can't do this." She shakes her head and wrings her hands.

"Can't do what, Cil? Just tell me what's going on."

"I can't stay here. With you." His mouth drops. That was not anywhere on his list of possibilities for what was going to happen.

"You can't... what?" She stands up and walks away from him.

"I can't stay with you. I have to leave. I'm... I just have to go."

"Priscilla, why? What happened?" She turns back to him with tears in her eyes.

"I'm in love with someone else." His heart drops. The fact that he is too is lost in his wounded pride.

"You're... what?!" He stands up and walks towards her filled with rage. Priscilla looks up at him defiantly, her own rage bubbling to the surface.

"No! You don't get to be mad at me for this!"

"I'll be mad if I damn well please!" She stomps to her dresser and pulls something out of the top drawer, throwing it at him.

"Don't act like you're so innocent!" He looks down at what she threw. Panties. Viv's panties. "Found those in your jacket pocket when I took it to have it cleaned. They're Vivian's aren't they?"

"Cilla, you know there have been other women." He says it quietly, his mind flooded with memories of being with Viv.

"This is different! You're in love with her, aren't you?" He looks up at her, his blue eyes round and tortured.

"Yes." She sobs openly.

"Our marriage is over Elvis. You can have her." For one bright, shining moment there's a glimmer of hope. And then he remembers Sonny and the promise he made to him to stay away. He looks back at Priscilla.

She had already packed, so it doesn't take long for her to be gone. He stands in the living room as she drives away. Then he turns and kicks over a table, sending the objects on it flying. He sits with his head in his hands.

Now he has no one.

******

Vivian is home alone, pacing around her living room. She knows Elvis is home from Vegas and she's dying to call him, but she knows she shouldn't. Sonny won't be home until tomorrow and her mind is racing with possibilities. But no, she can't. He probably doesn't want her anyway. This is the last thought she has before she hears someone pull into the driveway. Surely Sonny isn't home early?

She peeks through the front curtains and watches as Elvis stumbles out of the car. He has a bottle of something in his hand and rather than walking up to the front door, he turns in the driveway and hollers at the house.

"Vivian!" She waits for a second, trying to decide what to do. He stumbles a few steps and yells again. "Viv!!"

When she realizes he can barely walk, she rushes out the front door to him. He smiles when he sees her and holds out his arms.

"My beautiful Viv. You always come when I call." His voice is slurred, his words thick. She lets him lean on her and half carries him up to the house. When they get inside and she gets him settled on the couch, she grabs the bottle. It's peach brandy and it's almost empty. "That's my second bottle."

"Oh my god, Elvis. You don't drink. What is going on?"

"I figured my wife leaving me was a good enough excuse."

"Wait, Priscilla... left?"

"Yep. She's gone." He leans forward with his head in his hands and starts to cry. Then he sniffs loudly and turns to Vivian. "After everything I gave up for her. She left."

Vivian sits on the couch speechless. For the first time since she's known him, he has no obligation to any other woman. Some small part of her leaps with hope, but she's the one with the obligation now.

"Why are you here?"

"Didn't have nobody else. Didn't want nobody else." He reaches out and cups her cheek with his big, warm hand. Then he pulls away suddenly and tries to sit up. "Promised Sonny I'd leave you alone, though. I'm pretty bad at promises."

"You promised Sonny you'd leave me alone?"

"Yep. At the welcome home party for you. He knows about us at your wedding." A lightbulb goes off for Viv.

"That's why he's been so... and why you've avoided me since then."

"Mhmm. Didn't want to break up a happy home." He hiccups and leans back on the couch. She realizes how close he is to passing out.

"We need to get you to a bed because I won't be able to move you if you fall asleep here."

"Okay." He half whispers, half sighs. She helps him take off his shoes and jacket and stand up and then they make their way down the hallway. When she gets him onto a bed in one of the extra rooms, she watches as he looks around, noticing the pink, blue, and yellow paint swatches on the wall and the rocking chair in the corner. "Viv, are you...?"

His eyes move to her stomach and he sobs. She sighs deeply as he grabs her and pulls her to him, weeping.

"I really lost you, didn't I?"

"Elvis, I'm not pregnant yet."

"No, but you wanna be. You will be soon." Viv buries the thought that she'd rather be pregnant with his baby. It does no good to tell him that. Instead, she kneels down in front of him and holds his face in both hands.

"You didn't lose me, Elvis. It's not possible. I'll be yours until the day I die. Even if it's just as a friend." The last part cuts through her like a knife and she can tell it hurts him too. But what other option is there? She's married.

And then he kisses her. He pulls her body in close to his and presses his mouth to her. She can taste the sweetness of the brandy as she opens her lips to his tongue. He drags her up onto the bed with him and lays down with her in his arms, his mouth never leaving hers. When he finally comes up for air, she touches her nose to his gently.

"You're too drunk for this, babe." He shakes his head.

"'M not, honey."

"You said no to me twice for this exact reason. I'm not going to take advantage of you."

"I promise you won't." He kisses her softly. "Please."

"Elvis, I have a husband." She whispers as he kisses her neck.

"You're telling me you don't wish it was me?" A wave of longing and desire washes over her. That's exactly what she wishes every time Sonny makes love to her. But the guilt is about to kill her.

"I can't." She pulls away to get out of the bed.

"No, wait. Please stay with me. I won't touch you anymore. I promise. I just don't want to be alone." She looks at him, his blue eyes pleading and sweet, the same boyish look from all those years ago. Something about that look makes it impossible for her to say no, so she crawls back into the bed and snuggles into him. He strokes her hair and kisses the top of her head. "Thank you, baby."

******

The next morning, Elvis wakes up with a pounding headache, but he doesn't care when he realizes Viv has her head on his chest. The thought that this is how he'd like to wake up every day slams into him and a lump forms in his throat. Still, his sober self remembers his promise to Sonny and is overcome with guilt. At least they didn't have sex. She was right to stop him.

He slides out of the bed without disturbing her and walks back out to the living room. He slips on his shoes and throws the almost-empty bottle of brandy in the trash. Then, he goes back to the bed and kisses her cheek gently. She doesn't stir, so he leaves quietly. For the first time, going to Graceland doesn't feel like going home. She is his home.

******

Vivian wakes up when the front door opens and closes. At first, she thinks it's Elvis leaving, so she sits up quickly, but it's not.

"Hey honey, I'm home!" Sonny calls from the entryway. She breathes a sigh of relief that Elvis is not still here. A big part of her wishes he was and they could just get it over with, but she knows that's not kind to Sonny. "What the hell is this?!"

She hears him yell from the living room and she bolts out of bed. When she gets there, she finds him standing with Elvis's jacket in his hand.

"He was here, wasn't he?!" He's never yelled at her before. She doesn't want to lie, but she also doesn't want to hurt him.

"Yes. But nothing happened! It wasn't like that! He was just drunk and upset about Priscilla leaving."

"I told that bastard to stay away."

"Sonny, I promise, it was nothing."

"I'm sure. It's never nothing between you two." She stands in silence. He's not wrong. "Vivian, I'm going to ask you one question and I want you to be honest with me."

She nods slowly in anticipation.

"Are you in love with him?" She looks at Sonny with tears in her eyes. Would it be more kind to lie? Or is it finally time for him to know the truth?

"Are you?!"

"Yes."

******

Are you ready for the end?

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zenkindoflove · 9 days ago

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↻ FLIP FLOP: send me a scene from one of my fics and I’ll describe or write it from another character’s POV!

This Pull Me in Deeper scene in Helion’s POV: “Helion pulled Alexius aside that night, asking again what happened with Eris and if there was anything he should know. Alexius kept silent. As much as he loved and trusted his uncle, his loyalties were to Eris first. To assure Eris’ safety, he would not let the secret fall from his lips.”

♡ SMALL THINGS: pick a fic and I’ll tell you my favorite minor detail from it!

The Jewel of the Forest House 🐶

⇆ SLIDING DOORS: pick a character from one fic to drop into another!

Put Alexius in Dancing Barefoot 👀 what he be like in this AU, how he would look, any outfits he would wear, etc!

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Okay, this ended up being long because I did end up writing a mini-scene for the first question and I rambled a lot. So putting it all under a cut to be nice haha.

↻ FLIP FLOP: send me a scene from one of my fics and I’ll describe or write it from another character’s POV!

When Fili left to find where Eleni stormed off to, Helion took the opportunity to ask his nephew what had been bothering him since his return.

"If there is anything that happened on your trip to the Continent, you know you can always tell me, Alexius." He used the tone he often did when Alexius was a boy, hoping it would assure him that he could still confide in him.

His nephew's frown, the one that scarred his once sunny disposition, pulled at the corners of his mouth as he didn't meet Helion's eyes.

"I've told you all that happened. I don't have anything else to share."

Helion reflexively reached for Alexius' arm, but the young male dodged him, shoving his hands in his pockets as he slunk out of the room. Alexius' continuous rejections stung. They had been close since he was a boy, and in many ways, he saw Alexius like a child of his own, knowing that children would never be in his future.

His hurt was replaced by anger. He knew Eris Vanserra did something to his nephew. Something irrevocably damaging, enough that he turned the sunniest smile in Day into a raincloud. He would get to the bottom of this if he had to string the bastard up by his ankles and force it out of him.

♡ SMALL THINGS: pick a fic and I’ll tell you my favorite minor detail from it!

The Jewel of the Forest House 🐶

AHHHH, one of my fave fics I've written!!! Okay, there are SO MANY little details in this fic I adore because it's just nothing but domestic Erixius with their doggies. But I think my favorite minor detail is the bit I snuck in about how Eris never allowed himself anytime to mourn his brother Conan's death. He thinks of it in passing, when reminiscing about them as boy, and how even with what Conan became (the brother that killed Jesminda) there is still love there for the boys they once were.

Oh, also that Alexius dresses Jewel up in a plaid sweater. XD I thought it was just adorable and very Autumn.

⇆ SLIDING DOORS: pick a character from one fic to drop into another!

Put Alexius in Dancing Barefoot 👀 what he be like in this AU, how he would look, any outfits he would wear, etc!

OMFG, THIS IS THE BEST. Okay, 1970s in LA, you KNOW Alexius is going to have a big gay mustache and be dancing to disco in all the gay clubs - sucking and fucking his way through beautiful men until he meets a certain red head he's never seen before who has the prettiest amber eyes. In every universe, Alexius falls hard for Eris and has to make him his. Lucien is supposed to meet his mother and Eris for brunch the following day the fic takes place, and while Lucien is having the time of his life with this rad college chick he just met, I imagine Eris had a similar night full of dancing to Donna Summer and taking Alexius home with him. Alexius is probably still sleeping off his hang over in his bed waiting for him to get back from brunch, because even after a crazy night, Eris would never be late for brunch with his mother. Oh and for outfits, I picture a lot of slutty tank tops and tight jeans that show off his butt, and of course a handkerchief hanging from the back right pocket ;). Maybe Nyssa is one of the queens at his favorite bar and he goes to all her shows to support her, and he'll definitely drag uptight Eris to some so that he can loosen up a bit.

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Okay, you're getting a whole ass bonus chapter very, very soon. So I'll describe a deleted scene. It's not so much "deleted" as just extra things I thought about but never actually wrote out in the fic. There is a scene where Alexius has a conversation with Lucien when he's back in Day and Lucien hints at having spoken to Eris recently and there is some implications that Lucien has picked up on that Eris and Alexius had a secret relationship. Lucien is back in Autumn once Alexius comes in the final chapter, seemingly having spoken to Eris since he was in Day. In my head, Lucien made it a point to pull Eris aside when he got back to Autumn before all the hooplah with Beron happens, and told Eris about his time in Day and had a similar exchange where he gave him just enough information so he would know that Alexius was okay. Almost like delivering a message that neither of them asked him to send. <3 Cause that is just the kind of guy Lucien is.

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local-x-reader · 1 year ago

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AHHHH THAT WAS SO GREAT 🤍🤍🤍

maybe a part two to the childe fic with the promt “Didn’t expect to see you again.” 👀

maybe comfort this time???

muahh <3333

Childes voice cut through your thoughts, making you freeze for a moment, losing your thoughts as your eyes widened with surprise. Soft breeze pulled at your hair as your eyes widened, looking up, meeting his ocean blue eyes.

It had been a few months since the breakup and it was like he had come at your mere thought, reminiscing quietly at the quiet harbor only to see him, moonlight covering his figure, his god awful posture, that sad smile that rested on his face, wistful but soft.

“…Childe…” You didn’t even realize his name had escaped your lips until the look in his eyes got sadder, a little more distraught but keeping up the facade, the smile still on his lips as he sat down on the bench next to you, eyes gazing up, towards the stars that sprinkled the night, while your eyes trailed down, looking at the waves as they lapped at the wood below.

“Hi…”

His voice was so… hesitant, so frightened, you could tell he was so scared of messing up again, feeling his gaze tearing into your back, hunched over so you could keep your gaze on the ocean…

“Ya know… you’ll end up with back problems, sitting like that…” He joked, making a soft laugh draw out of your lips.

“You’re one to speak…”

The silence quickly returned, only noises being the sounds of the ocean crashing against the wood of the docks, the soft sounds of creatures out and about, along with the chatter of distant people… you couldn’t help yourself, eyes straying over to look at him..

Your gazes met, both of you immediately looking away, like two love-sick teens refusing to confess… except, not love-sick but broken-hearted.

“Uh… What… did I do wrong..?” His voice was soft, you could see him looking at you again, making you tilt your head away, avoiding his gaze as you trembled, tears pricking your eyes as you fidgeted with your hands, picking at the skin.

“I… I… I was… always so worried about you, Childe…” You murmured softly, eyes trailing to meet his, staring into the saddened ocean blue eyes, trembling as you tried your hardest not to break into tears, “I was… so tired of being so anxious that you’d be hurt or killed without my knowledge, then you tried to hide your injuries to ease my fears but it made them so… much… worse…”

His eyes were wide, tears finally breaking way, the soft pearls of water sliding down his cheeks, standing up.

You were half expecting him to abandon you, right then and there, walk off… but instead, he bent down, right in front of you so you couldn’t stand up, him keeling before you like a knight to royalty, his hands gently sliding to grab on to yours. He so gently placed it to his beating heart, tears rolling down both of your cheeks, the warmth of his palms pressed into the back of your hand.

“Darling, love… I am… so sorry…”

Before you could get word out, he shook his head, silencing you with a look. “I’m so sorry, I am so so sorry. I know, it’s.. I… words can’t… I..”

You hated to think it but it was adorable how he stumbled over his words, a rare occurrence that brought a soft, saddened smile to your face, his eyes looking up hopefully for a moment, “Please, I’ll let you put one of those silly monkey leashes on me, just please, let me come back, let me love you again.”

There was a prolonged silence, that look in his eyes was desperately tugging on your heart… staring at him with soft eyes, his own eyes looking at you like you were a lifeline, desperation written on his face as you felt his heartbeat to your palm, eyes getting teary as a soft sigh escaped.

“You… promise not to run head into danger…? Or at least take me with you if you do…? Let me tend to your injuries..?”

“I cross my heart and hope to di—“ …Pause… “Pinky promise is probably a better phrase for that.”

You hummed softly, sniffling as you reached your pinky, locking it with his, like children on the playground… you knew he’d run head into danger sooner or later… but… you’d be there, keeping him safe like he kept you safe, even if you didn’t have the fighting skills that he did.

But for now, you were content, his warm lips pressing against your cheek, kissing away your tears as his hand cupped the other side of your face.

From this list~! And part one is here~

HEHEHE!!!! I was hoping to be able to post a part two~! Feel free to send in requests, whether it be your own prompts or ones I have reblogged!

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buzzyb33 · 1 year ago

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can i please get a josh (zerkaa) x f!reader fic where they do up the apartment for christmas\spend christmas together just a lot of fluff and warm feelings ty xxx

AHHHH OF COURSE ML 🫶🏽.

Prompt:in request.

Warnings: swearing

Josh was out for a sidemen video recording in central London, most likely going to be back soon, so, as his fiancée, I would obviously spend my free time doing something for us.

I grin as I sit cross legged and pick the branches, spreading them out evenly as I stack the parts on the faux tree.

I have some random Christmas music playing in the background.

I stand up straight as I finish fluffing out the tree in a way.

I’d always been a sucker for Christmas and went shopping for decorations the previous week.

I stood up to get the box in the kitchen when the door opens and closes.

I hear a sigh as I bring the boxes into the living and look towards the hallway and josh pulls his hoodie off.

“What you- oh you’re decorating? Can I help?” He smiles.

My eyes glisten as I nod.

“Course you can, help me with the bulbuls.”

He nodded and begun helping me put the blue white and grey balls on the tree.

I lean into him and smile.

As we finish with the tree I kiss his cheek and urge him to stand up.

“Go change into something more comfy Josh, you’re too bulky now.”

He rolls his eyes.

“Uh- I don’t think I am, but whatever.” He teasingly rolls his eyes and goes into our room.

I open the box that's filled with tinsel.

Josh comes back in with some Christmas pyjamas and a white shirt.

I smile at him as he sits cross legged next to me, taking some tinsel out the box.

We sit in a comfortable silence for a couple minutes before he speaks: “are we doing all the stairs again? And the fireplace?”

“Course we are.” I grin as he chuckles and finishes untangling the one in his hand.

He stands up and works on wrapping silver and he tinsels around the fire place while I start on the stairs.

The low hum of a Christmas playlist soothing as we work.

“Hey josh- I’ve done with the-“ I cut myself off as I trip on some fairy lights he left on the floor, tripping until he barely catches me.

We meet each others eyes and both burst out laughing.

I giggle and stand up straight.

“Let’s go and do the bedroom.” I say as we compose ourselves.

“Like the sound of that.” He winks and I slightly again.

We decorate the whole apartment in Christmas things, lights, tinsel, until it looked like an elf had through up on whole house.

Us two ended up in bed with empty hot chocolates next to us, him shirtless left as a pile of limbs as I muzzle into him, exhausted from putting so many things up.

“Thank you for helping me, Josh.” I say my tone a bit heavier as I close my eyes against his chest.

“You’re welcome..” he mumbled, his grip on my waist tightening.

He smelt of cinnamon and sweets when I nuzzled into him, my eyes closed.

The next morning I woke up to his light snores next to me, as I climb out of his grip I open the curtains to see the whole floor covered in snow.

I let out a light gasp and grin to myself.

As Josh stays asleep I decide to shower, change into some white jeans, a white long sleeved shirt and a black sweater, I get a scarf and gloves and set mine and Josh’s out.

Just as i do that I hear him grumble.

“N/n.. shut the curtains..” he moans into his pillow.

“It’s half ten, Josh.” I say as I fold them.

“What? Really?” He says and looks up.

“Why are you dressed? Are we going somewhere?” He says and sits up, the duvet falling to his thighs.

“It’s snowed so-“ he rubs his eyes as I continue.

“So I was gonna go for a walk and get some food or something.” I shrug.

“Do you wanna come?” He wraps his arms around my waist from behind and puts his head on my shoulder.

“Course..”

I smile and kiss his bearded cheek.

Mad we get ready to leave I insist on taking some pictures.

He smiles as I put my hat on.

We talk some photos the last one with us kissing.

I grin and hold his hand as we leave.

I drive is to central London and we walk around for around 2 hours, getting some food and Christmas gifts for family.

“If you was a 6 year old girl with a weird obsession with dinosaurs, would you rather the diplodocus or the pterodactyl?” He asks as we enter a toy shop.

“Definitely the diplodocus.” I say and he nods.

“Same for you- if you was a 10 year old boy with a weird obsession with spider man would you rather the figure of Gwen or Uhm- Iron spider?”

“Gwen, she’s cooler.” He responds and I nod.

We spend some more time getting cards then head back, we were out for 3 hours and we had to go out for food with one of my university friends.

As we have an hour or two to our selves we sit cross legged and wrap some gifts in the same comfortable hum of Christmas songs.

“Y/n how the fuck am I meant to wrap a teddy bear?” He scoffs and I see him struggling to wrap the stuffed dinosaur.

“Uh- focus on the body then the head I suppose here, do this.”

I hand him a shoe box that’s for Ethan (their stupid elf slippers) and take the plush.

I wrap it after mild difficulty and hand it back.

He thanks me and kisses my temple, handing it back.

I let a ghost of a smile stay on my lips as I keep wrapping.

After our meal we end up in the same state, tired and intertwined together like we’re one person not two separate.

I have my forehead on his bare chest as he rubs circles up and down my back.

“Goodnight n/n..” he murmurs as I wish it back, falling asleep in his strong grip again, skin to skin, heart to heart.

A/n: I loved this request made me giggle a bit, anyway! Simon headcannons coming soon then a Harry Fic.

I also do not know what pet names the boys would call their partner so..

REQUEST OR ASK ME ANYTHING!!

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terrainofheartfelt · 1 year ago

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and now, a playlist:

Mister Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

or,

FirstPrince (Taylor's Version)

shoutout to my beloved cherry @blairwaldcrf my friend in rwrb and my enabler in everything related to the two himbos above.

shoutout to this post specifically for their intrepid scholarship

listen at the unlisted youtube playlist here

Track list and annotations under the cut.

✨tracks✨

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things They broke an $80k wedding cake. and alex is such a brat about it. and holds a grudge like none other

Gorgeous Alex hoarding that magazine cover of Henry. Henry is literally so gorgeous the bisexual jumps out

Teardrops on my Guitar Henry-coded the only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart I MEAN

Untouchable The. YEARNING. I want you but I cannot risk telling you so you please tell me say it first please say it first please. Ever thought about that bros being bros visit from Henry’s perspective? Hmm? I didn’t know you wear glasses

gold rush Long distance bro-ship. Just chattin and textin. Gay crush gay crush gay crush. Watching each other’s public love lives and seething. Almost jump into the fantasy but then letting it fade to gray. or as the british say, grey.

Stay Beautiful The constant texting. Each one finds a way to be the other’s highlight of his day. But we were ever so careful dear. Alex being america’s sweetheart and Henry being totally gone for him

Foolish One Henry kiddoooooo. The prince with the heart on the outside of his chest.

Forever Winter before their relationship is even romantic, they are a safe place for each other. Like christmas. and thanksgiving.

You’re on Your Own, Kid NYE. Henry’s gayass breaking point, searching the party of better bodies and wanting wanting wanting.

Tied Together with a Smile The prince charming act be coming undone!

Message in a Bottle Alex’s bisexual crisis. He knows henry likes him, and it’s kinda frightening, standing here waiting, and that asshole won’t return his calls so he’s gotta trick him into a state dinner at the white house.

Treacherous A state dinner of antici………PATION. And a makeout in the drawing room. As one does.

Electric Touch alex waiting after dinner in his white house bedroom all nervouslike

Snow on the Beach First hookup. Soft disbelief, because you wanting me tonight feels impossible. Snow in DC (a swamp) is as weird as snow on a beach imo.

I Can See You FWB era. If you could only see all the things that happen inside my head. At galas and polo matches and wimbledon and whatnot

Wildest Dreams The henry journey. This will end and it will wreck him but right now it’s beautiful. Also this is the song for hooking up in a stable post polo

Delicate Secret relationship. Boys are bad with feelings. Oh damn never seen that color blue. I pretend you’re mine all the damn time. Waking up with each other in Paris speaking of:

Paris No I didn’t see the news. Too busy getting dicked down by the most eligible bachelor in the Western world. What who said that.

Lavender Haze Don’t read into my melancholia. Let’s just stay in this gay suspended animation. This secret bubble. It’s safe here.

22 They literally spend Alex’s 22nd birthday together you know he was feelin’ 22. Pretty sure the novel says that actually

I Think He Knows It’s fun and flirty and the feelings are creeping in at the edges, but not enough that they have to face them

Jump Then Fall Alex is a smitten kitten

So It Goes… LA gala. All eyes are on them but as separate entities. Magician, illusionist. Trying to play it chill but being utterly incapable.

Starlight dancing in the club in LA. Alex getting carried away by queer joy

Dress Their night together in LA. their secret moments in a crowded they got no idea about me and you. Their hands are shaking from holding back from each other! Say his name and everything just stops! They don’t want each other like best friends! Pez only bought those custom kimonos so they could take em off! Ah ah ah ahhhh! Carve your name into Alex’s bedpost, Henry babe.

Hey Stephen cutesy emailing. Hey henry you blew my mind in LA last week u up? I can’t help it if you look like an angel/achilles/james bond

I’m Only Me when I’m with You Sweet email exchange post LA. I’ll be damned but I miss you

…Ready for It? (BloopPop remix) Henry says In the middle of the night in my dreams you should see the things we do….Let the games begin

Glitch Wimbledon. Fucking love doing things out of spite. I’m not even sorry. Henry will go back eventually to dudes to give him nothing but for now there’s this

Sparks Fly DNC. Henry really dropped everything to come see alex at the convention. The kinda reckless that should send him running, but he kinda knows that he won’t get far. Give him something that’ll haunt him when he’s not around, Alex.

Everything Has Changed Telling madam president mom. Do you feel forever about him? Henry making a point to be there for him is alex’s emotional tipping point.

State of Grace Time between dnc and lakehouse is their state of grace. No leaving, no leaking. It can’t last but its so good. Mosaic broken hearts, but brave and wild and I never saw you coming and I’ll never be the same

cowboy like me Alex texas boy. The reflective nature he turns on henry once he’s fired from the campaign. Thinking about that word forever

Wonderland Never worse but never better. In all their searching of the world they won’t find anything else that feels like what they have. yk?

Cruel Summer summer vacay at the lake house. the darkness approacheth. I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you but here I am sealing my fate over and over again

You Are in Love ‘you’re my best friend.’ and you knew what is was: Alex is so in love he could die

willow Alex at the dock like he is begging for Henry to take his hand and wreck his plans. He’s like that’s my MAN.

illicit affairs it dies a million little times. like by a lake in the moonlight. henry sees the truth when it shows and alex gets angry because you showed me colors you know I can’t see with anyone else

Bye Bye Baby henry fleeing texas. You took me home but you just couldn’t keep me

Midnight Rain He wanted it comfortable I wanted that pain. I broke his heart ‘cause he was nice

Hits Different when alex thinks about the sham the firm will make henry go through. I pictured you with other girls “in love” then threw up on the street

august refrain of henry. It was never mine. You weren’t mine to lose. This was over before it even began

Breathe Separated. Neither of them doing well.

exile alex obliviousness meets henrys stubbornness. the imagery of nations and homelands

Anti-Hero henry has it’s me high I’m the problem it’s me at tea time everybody agrees disease. no cure but it can be treated

Renegade alex working up a head of steam because he just wants to say get your shit together so I can love you

Maroon your body comes back to me in dreams and I wake with your memory over me that’s a real fucking legacy!!!!

my tears ricochet alex has literally never had it within himself to go with grace. Ever. In his life. Bless him. Screaming at skies. Stealing lullabies. You know how it is.

How You Get the [Boy] Narration of the storming of Kensington Palace. Alex being like I want you for worse or for better I would wait forever and ever

The Archer Henry prepared for a lot but he never prepared for Alex staying

Love Story The dramatics the mythologizing of one’s life the I want you / Then fucking have me like “baby, just say yes” also romeo and juliet and pyramus & thisbe are the same fucking story!!!!

Stay Stay Stay Morning after when Henry comes into the room with coffee. How he could have a lifetime of fine but he’d rather have this.

Holy Ground Dancing in the V&A

Today Was a Fairytale Lots of this music plays with the idea of fairytales and royalty and the push and pull idealism has with reality and it just fits so well. Because. Prince. &c.

Come Back…Be Here Having the big conversation and then alex having to leave and go back to dc. The long distance drama. This is falling in love in the cruelest way.

End Game choosing to do this thing for real. knowing what they’re up against. Big reputation big reputation ooh you and me would be a big conversation

Labyrinth oops they both caught feelings. Henry thought the plane was going down how’d he turn it right around

Cornelia Street The sacred new beginnings that became their religion aka those crazy 48 hours holed up in Kensington. Tender and fragile and amazing

mirrorball henry’s fable. His shattered pieces and the peasant boy with chin dimples who is not like the regulars the masquerade revelers. never been a natural all he does is just try try try

Paper Rings I thought you were a nuisance but whoops you're now the air I breathe. In paper rings and picture frames and dirty dreams

Timeless The phrase ‘see attached bibliography’ is the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me. All the quotes and recitations they send each other in their emails.

cardigan The intimate email conversations. Always wanting to know more about the other.

Lover The ease with which they say I love you post storming of the castle.

Out of the Woods The almost reveal and the cover up dates with June & Nora to make a cover. The hiding in an alleyway in the car. When the sun came up you were looking at me.

False God Rumors aside they are both In This and that shalt not change. Still worship this love. They might just get away with it.

invisible string it all began at the olympics. All the winding paths of our public lives one single thread of gold tied me to you, &c.

Mastermind Henry saying he’s loved Alex the entire goddamned time! Newsflash asshole (affectionate)

hoax Sería una mentira, porque no sería él. The only hoax he believes in! He feels forever about it!

peace The last email sent before the leak. Give yourself away sometimes sweetheart there’s so much of you

I Know Places The something that happens when everybody finds out. The vultures circling dark clouds.

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince Alex and the leak fallout. The whispers in the hallway. American stories burning before me & high fives between bad guys.

I Did Something Bad The email leak. There’s the harshness of the trauma, but there’s also madam president mom going “fuck it.” Don’t tell me this song didn’t pull henry through. Avoiding plans and sucking cock. Don’t knock it til you try it. Go ahead and light me up

the lakes (original version) I like this mix because it’s more ~cinematic~ to me. And something about henry not being cut out for these cynical clones and hunters with cell phones yk?

Run The phone call from air force one post leak. The eye in the storm

Sweet Nothing It’s them in the music room of Kensington. It’s alex “can’t let anyone know how much he needs” claremont-diaz admitting he’s just too soft for all of it

Slut if they’re gonna talk shit, we may as well be together in public. It might be worth it for once

You Need to Calm Down Shade never made anybody less gay, fake elizabeth ii. Why are you mad when you can be glaad, pip?

King of My Heart Wordplay on royalty words, yk. “That’s the bravest son of a bitch I’ve ever met” yk.

Change The crowds in front of Buckingham, alex’s speech from the white house. History, huh?

London Boy We hold this track listing to be self evident

Ours The contrast of the outer life and inner life. Private relationship under large public scrutiny.

It’s Nice to Have a Friend It’s about the best friends to best friends AND lovers.

Call It What You Want He wears his signet ring on a chain round his neck not because he owns me because he really knows me, &c

Karma Everything surrounding finding the source of the leak and Rafael Luna double agent and the fact that Alex and Henry can both say that Karma is their Boyfriend.

Long Live Election night in Austin.

New Year’s Day The mythical place NYE occupies in Alex’s public life and now his private one with Henry. The Balls Out Bonanza is great but now it’s about what comes after.

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #alex x henry #henry x alex #playlist #*

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sugar-omi · 1 year ago

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Saw your last ask about the eloping and then was just thinking if the MC left with Mr. Wedding planner considering some of his lines in the DLC and the Taylor Swift song (and I am so sorry Cove I love you too but oof this went straight to my brain from all the angst and wanting on both sides)

ahhhh im,,, assuming youre thinking what im thinking n that is MC leaving cove to be w baxter bc that angsty idea came into my mind in the middle of writing that request and i have some ideas on it :(( listen to this playlist for the full effect 👍👍 ik a lot more songs i could add but i left it w olivia rodrigo n conan gray

tags : Angst (with happy ending for cove lol), (emotional) cheating, breaking up, your family n friends ar upset w you to say the least, your fam and friends goes low/no contact

synopsis : you leave cove to be with baxter, this is how everyone reacts.

[this is based off this post: "eloping with baxter", where alternatively you leave cove for baxter.]

*edited because i forgot to add derek's reaction.

please break it off before the wedding. if you leave him at the alter, cove would be thoroughly destroyed and your immediate family would prbly end up disowning you and/or going very low contact.

breaking off the engagement was and is a really hard thing, but you do it anyway to be with baxter

i wanna touch on how your family n friends reacts to the break up first...

well lets just leave it at cove's parents don't talk to you anymore and you are not welcome even near their house

in fact cliff even moves out of sunset bird because he's so distraught and if cove comes to visit, which he does and even moves in with his dad, he sees how sad cove is and it kills him

he regrets ever moving to sunset bird and asking you to be his friend.

cliff never forgives himself for this, even though it isn't his fault, he feels like it is and even if (and when) cove gets over this betrayal, cliff hates that this happened anyway.

cliff doesn't send you any text, he just blocks you

but if you send a text before he can do so, which is possible since he's busy comforting his son

then he responds like this..

"please don't text this number anymore. and leave my son alone. you've really betrayed him.. me too. i thought you were a good person y/n. i hope you're happy with him"

kyra leaves you a very scornful message and then blocks you

she refuses to waste her breathe or time on someone who hurt her baby

she starts by saying how much she loved you and everything you did for cove, but ends it with how she can never forgive you for leaving cove like this

"don't bother apologizing. everyone had their faith in you to love and take care of cove but you've really blindsided him. you're no longer family to us, leave us alone."

your family is very disappointed

even though they don't cut you off, you're distant and if you marry baxter, they don't come celebrate with you

your mom is surprisingly very tender about it and she is the one who misses you the most

she cries over your pictures when you were growing up, and when everything was perfect

she knows you're an adult and things happen, this is the way the cookie crumbles sometimes but the holden's were like family too and everything is just hard

she can't even look at cove when she sees him

once she even broke down crying in front of him, she could see the dark circles under his eyes and yet he still smiled at her and gave his best "hello"

cove ends up comforting her in the middle of the grocery store parking lot...

she doesn't leave the house for awhile. she's so ashamed and embarrassed because she can hear the whispers of the townsfolk

"i wish they were kids again..."

your ma calls to yell at you.

ma doesn't ever get mad, if anything mom was the "bad cop" growing up and did most the iron fisting

but your ma can't believe you'd do this. she understands that sometimes you fall out of love with someone or have deeper feelings for someone else but.. you knew cove for 15 years and you leave for someone like baxter, who hurt you?

shes just blinded with rage and sadness, even thought she's yelling she ends up crying

she tells you not to come around for awhile, she can't bare to look at you and look at cliff (and cove) the next day

"please don't bother coming home, you're not welcome here for the foreseeable future. i thought we raised you better than this."

your sister doesn't know what to do

she never expected this from you

she hugs you while you cry, you're still her sibling but she also can't forgive you so easily

she and cove weren't close, but definitely closer than baxter and she saw how much he loved you. and she sees how much he's hurting, as he's slowly gathering all his stuff out of your shared house.

she helps him pack his stuff and gives him a hug, lets him cry and tells cove that he's always been like family, and will always be

she watches him cry in his car before finally driving off and suddenly liz is so mad

all this upset and upheaval for what? a traumatized, flirty victorian-emo man who stayed for a summer and told you to fuck off and then came back 5 years later?

she doesn't yell, but between the quiet and half empty house, liz scolds you and flies back home the same night...

"i love you but i can't believe you threw this all away for someone you knew for ONE summer 5 years ago... i'm so disappointed in you."

lee is the one who comforts you the most when you cry

but you can see the disappointment in her eyes

she calls you a lot less, and she doesn't scream in excitement at you anymore. especially if you're with him.

one night, she even whispers into the dark room, having thrown a blanket over you and thinking you are asleep.

"i thought you were better than this..."

your friends are so surprised

they never saw this coming at all

im (not) sorry to say but you are now friendless :)

miranda is the one with the greatest fury

she leaves several voice messages where she is yelling and cussing you out...

"lose my number! i can't believe you'd leave cove for your wedding planner! someone who hurt you 5 fucking years ago!" "you need to get a grip on reality if you think you're gonna live happily ever after. screw you, you-"

terry is with miranda at the time so she cut off the last message before she could share her new nicknames for you

terry's disappointment is immeasurable.

he tries texting you and asking whats going on before he asks you to meet him for coffee

thats the last time you see him before he sends you on last text...

"i hope you're happy y/n... i really cherished our friendship but i can't trust someone who did this to their partner and one of my best buddies... goodbye."

derek is ready to fly over to cove immediately, and he does.

derek helps cliff get cove settled and calmed down, he even makes dinner while cliff helps cove at least get a grip on reality again...

"i'm so surprised you did this y/n... i thought i knew you better but i guess not... listen, i gotta finish dinner, cove hasn't eaten in a couple days. i'm sorry but cove is my best friend, i hope you're happier now.. goodbye."

cove is ruined, to say the least.

somehow he expected it though..

you were dating cove when baxter came that summer, but he saw how you looked at him... it was with a sense of longing. he supposes it was only a matter of time before you decided you wanted a taste of baxter ward, he just hoped it would never come...

you dated baxter that summer, and he saw how distraught you were when he left you so brutually.. cove thought you really loved him, that you finally got over baxter. but apparently he was wrong, you were just patching your wounds until baxter could put you back together...

you never dated baxter, but cove saw how you looked at him with longing and cove always wished you would look at him like that. i guess you just turned your eyes to him until you could finally have the one you wanted...

cove loved you so much, and now that you've broken up he feels like he'll never recover

cove's personality does a whole 180

if he was "warm", he's not anymore. he can't bring himself to smile and laugh and socialize when his chest feels so hollow yet like he's been stabbed with pins and needles...

if he was already "cold", i need you to imagine him being even colder...

he still says his "please and thank you"'s whenever its necessary, but anything other than a hum when affirming to the cashier that he found his groceries okay

or telling the fast food worker what he wants to eat, which he usually orders online in that case, then he doesn't really talk too much

everyone can see how distraught he is even though he tries to distract himself

he cooks meals from scratch, he even learns how to make bread just to keep his mind away from it all

he tries to surf or look for shells but it just ends up hurting more because he as so many memories of those things with you

his whole childhood was with you... you gave him a childhood and you're the reason he enjoyed life so much, you made him so happy...

cove really tries to keep his head above water but even with the love and care from his parents, he's drowning...

its like when he was a little kid all over again but this time he's the one going through the break up

sometimes he snaps at his dad to please leave him alone and he runs off to the guest room crying.

he's so overwhelmed, overstimulated in every way and hurt.

he feels like he'll never recover from this one

when he does "get better", its still a total change from who he used to be

he definitely keeps his friend circle tight and dating isnt even on the table, and wont be for a long time.

fuck it probably takes him another 15 years to get over you.

all he knew for the last 15 years of his life was you, and now he has to do without you so its hard.

some days he falls apart again, because things are so much harder now that he has to take care of himself in every way possible

you reopened his trust and abandonment issues...

he has a date with olivia rodrigo and conan gray (see above for playlist)

when everyone finds out you eloped with baxter they lose their fucking minds

your ma doesn't even text or call you. you can't even hear her in the background when your mom calls because she can't believe you'd elope to him after all this, no matter how much time goes by...

your mom feels hurt again. it just makes everything so real and she feels sick thinking that baxter is now her son-in-law

your sister calls to yell at you. its less than a 5 minute phone call, she just can't believe you married him...

lee doesn't bother sending any congratulations, doesn't even like your pictures on social media. the next time she texts you she blames it on work, and thoroughly avoids talking about baxter

you better hope miranda and derek don't see it.

derek was certainly the most peaceful when the break up happened, but he would definitely unblock you just to tell you how disappointed he is and he definitely cusses at you.

""i can't believe we were ever friends.""

terry is angry too, but he cries more than anything

he misses having all of you together, this just reopens the wound of how things turned out...

if and when cove finally sees or hears the news, if this happened soon after your breakup he would lose his shit.

if you elope soon after breaking up: it takes everything for him not to throw his phone.

he definitely goes to the gym for a bit to work out some energy. he's so sad but most of all he's angry

that should've been you getting married but you're with him instead.

if you elope later after breaking up: it hurts for awhile. but it doesn't tear him up as long as it did when you broke up

but the first night he does look at your smiling face and he misses you.

in the morning he's talking to his dad and he does realize that its better like this

that you just decided that baxter had everything you needed, and its not cove's fault

he hopes you're happy with yourself

unfortunately, this isn't a bad bone in cove's body to wish you ill.

but he does hope you aren't as happy with baxter as you were with him <3

if he runs into you for any reason, maybe because your moms finally let you come over or you happen to be in town or something

cove smiles at you...

it's unsettling

especially since this is the first time you've seen him since the breakup and its been years

you start talking a bit, you with very big eyes and a shaky voice

cove used to be so sensitive but now that he's in front of you again he seems so unaffected...

"y/n." "y-yes?" your heart is jumping in your chest... "i hope you're happy now." you pause, looking down and twisting your wedding band on your finger. "i dont know... some days i'm happy enough, but most days i.. i think about the what if's...." cove nods. somehow he feels satisfied hearing that, but he'd never admit it. "well i hope you can get over it, you made your decision so you need to make it work. goodbye y/n..."

in the end cove is so much stronger, of course he's still vulnerable with people, he's still a crybaby but the walls he's built around himself are high and it took a lot of therapy for him to get over the betrayal

when cove does start dating again and if he gets married especially, your mom's are in the pictures...

he looks so happy, so does cliff and kyra

if your mom's are in the pictures, especially the wedding pictures, it saddens you because you have no pictures of your family with baxter, it doesn't matter how many years go by.

hopefully you're happy with your decision <3

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #baxter ward #our life baxter #cove holden x reader #baxter x reader #baxter ward x reader #cove our life #our life cove #cove holden x mc #cove holden angst #baxter ward angst #angst

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