#theres a part of me going “what youre gonna cry about this like a pussy?? man up!!” just like always

[invivoinsomnium]

If I was to get you pregnant I'd have been watchung you for weeks first to make sure your are perfect to carry my seed and you are. I wait for the perfect time following you home on a dark street covering your head hushing you "Scream and you'll regret it" I whisper in your ear knocking you out and throwing you in the back of my car.

When you wake up you curled up all cosy in what looks like your bedroom thinking it was a dream until you go to sit up and realise you are chained to the bed. I walk in sitting next to you "Good morning Hun I wanted to make sure you'd feel comfy in here I hope I got the details right"

I lean over kissing your neck "I mean you are just perfect to be carrying my babies" I push you back down a bit more not listening to any protests just talking quietly "You're gonna get so big and heavy. Imagine nine months from now the agony you'll be in" I chuckle pulling my sweats down you realise you don't have any clothes covering your bottom half.

I slip myself in groaning "Fuck" I mutter "Your so tight it's gonna be difficult for you huh" I roll my hips stroking your hair "Pretty girl gonna give my suck pretty babies" I hold your hips down not giving you a second to adjust pounding into you straight away "You are never leaving" I whisper "You are mine until you stop giving me babies"

I grunt biting your neck gently "Mine" I growl. It doesn't take long for me to have cum inside you about 7 times your stomach bulging as I plug you up untying your arms as you lay there pathetically "Fighting won't do you any good you won't be able to escape it'll just end up worse for you" I take you to the bathroom your ankles tied together. I clean you up kissing your head feeding you forcing you if I have to.

This was a nightly routine until a few weeks later I make you take a pregnancy test waiting for the timer I flip it over a very strong positive line. I smirk hugging your waist "You're gonna have my babies" I laugh.

A few months later you were already huge bump big and round a Dr walks in ignoring your pleas for help preforming and ultrasound with a chuckle "Oh look at that 5 babies that's gonna hurt" he teased taking some blood to check and checking you over.I smirk sitting down "Told you hun"

When they start moving it torture so when you feel the first contraction you instantly break into tears begging me to get the Dr. I laugh "And tuin your body with those scars no no you're gonna push these babies out one by one" I rub your thighs "I'll be right here I promise" I rub your belly through contractions pushing gently as you bare down crying out feeling out first babies head crowing against your right little hole. I slap your pussy gently "Push harder"

I love this anon; the kidnapping, the breeding against my will, the pregnancy, the doctor ignoring me and the birth. I'll admit, the only thing I'm not a fan of is the five babies, I'm more one large single or twins, at a push triplets. Still love how this was written.

Waking up disoriented, with no idea of what has happened. The situation would be made worse from how you're talking to me, I don't know you and yet theree's a small spark of recognition, maybe I've passed you on the street once or twice.

It doesn't matter how many times you tell me fighting is inevitable, I still fight you, I will always fight you. Every day when I feel your seed bathe my unprotected womb I pray for it not to take, and for the first few weeks, I think my prayers have been answered until you force me to take a test. Until that little plus sign appears after an eternity. I burst out into tears while you cheer in delight knowing that you've successfully bred me.

For the first few months I hoped that it was a false negative but as time moved on I could see my body starting to change, see my belly swell outwards, feel sensativity in my breasts, see the way parts of my would smell and lets not forget the morning sickness and fatigue.

When the doctor first arrives, I do my best to beg for his help in escaping this nightmare, I don't want to have your offpsring. He merely ignores me and the sickening realisation hits me, he knows exactly what you're doing and doesn't care. He gets paid after all.

I try to ignore the ultrasound, try to break free of my bonds, but when I hear the watery whooshing noise, I know something isn't right. It's the doctor that confirms it as he points to the screen, announcing that I'm carrying quintuplets.

Their movements steal my breath away and brings me to my kness. They're so fucking active, though they become worse when you touch my belly and speak to them. Hopes of escaping dwindle, especially when within the last month of my pregnancy I find myself bedridden. Each day brings me closer and closer to the birth and I fear it. I never wanted to be pregnant, I'm not maternal at all. When the first contraction hits its like nothing I've ever felt before. "Oh fuck, I'm not ready for this," I pant, shaking my head in denail. I can feel it, the first head pressing down upon my cervix.

I scream in pain, beg you to bring the doctor here or let me go to a hospital but your adament I do this naturally. I fight back when you promise to be here for me and that ends up with my hands being restrained as you position yourself between my spread thighs. For hours I labour, twisting and turning, toes curling as my muscles tighten and my belly dips inwards. I scream, beg and threat, even try to fight the urge to push but in the end I obey your orders and my body's demand. I can feel the head of the first as it slips into my birth canal, stretching me as I bear down, desperate to be free. What's worse is knowing that when I've finally delivered this one, I will still have four more to bring into the world.

[alyimoss]

youre so real for this take me with you i dont wanna BE HEREEE

well good knowing yall

[zerokaram]

I just wanna take a moment to make a few points regarding zionists, tlou, and palestine.

No one should stay silent about this, especially not tlou creators, considering that neil druckman has unfortunately managed to incorporate and slip in very controversial and quite frankly--just straight up wrong representations of palestinian people and zionist ideologies in tlou. Heres an explanation to that:link

If you're either fucking ignorant or just living under a rock, (but considering the publicity of the situation at hand, is very unlikely) there is a genocide going on in palestine. If you didn't know, (which is very, VERY unlikely, like i said) you do now. Furthermore; now that we have this in mind, I have seen many people in the tlou fandom continue to post and interact with tlou content during strikes and most the most important of all--not posting or spreading awareness about palestine at ALL. If you are aware of the genocide, speak about it. Theres no fucking excuse to not be doing so. If you are not speaking out, you are a part of the problem.

2. I'm not saying you only have to post about palestine. That's not it at all. What i'm saying is---there can be a balance between posting your own personal content as well as posting and spreading awareness about palestine at the same time. Absolutely everyone can find the time to post about palestine.

3. If you are in the tlou fandom, please educate yourself. It is still okay to like tlou, it is still okay to post about it, to post content, fics, etc. but with that comes the responsibility of knowing the creators wrong doings, and how israeli themes are incorporated into the game. it is always important to clarify that you do not support that part of tlou, which is what I am doing now. Bottom line, separate the art from the artist, seperate the wrong ideologies from the art.

4. Acknowledgement. There might be questions like, "why keep posting about or liking, interacting, or overall just giving publicity to tlou content?" which to that I will explain. It has to be first and foremost that everyone as well as myself continues to acknowledge the fact that tlou was made by a zionist. That is absolutely a fact. And no amount of fics, smut, or shit like that is gonna change that. But people don't LIKE tlou for that. people dont POST tlou content because they want to spread zionist ideology. They simply just post scenarios, fics, or drabbles about their favorite characters from said video game. So posting about tlou and its characters will not benefit zionists or spread their ideology individually (unless they ARE in fact saying that they support it) , nor neil druckman. But what WILL benefit him is buying any more of the games, which please---you should not do. The money goes to a horrible person like him, and that fact should be acknowledged. So continuing to post about characters from tlou like abby, ellie, dina, joel--stuff like that, theres nothing wrong with that. But failing to acknowledge or want to acknowledge that the TLOU creator is problematic, and that neil druckman has included zionist ideology in TLOU, as well as not spreading awareness about palestine when you, yourself, are aware, is what is wrong.

And I really did hope this would go without saying but unfortunately some people cant seem to fucking understand; people are dying. let that sink in. and you're over here worrying about fictional pussy? be so fucking for real. if you're mad about people flooding tlou tags to spread awareness, go cry about it.

If I have said absolutely anything out of line in this, PLEASE let me know. I am always wanting to further educate myself about serious matters like this, so my comments are always open.

[bitchin-beskar]

Training

Rating: Explicit Pairing: College!Athlete!Roommate!Paz Vizsla x Fem!Reader (Bunny) Warnings: Cockwarming!!! That's it that's the fic! ... jk theres a little more to it. Paz has a huge dick we all know it, and boy does he know how to use it. mentioned oral (f) receiving, mentioned fingering, overstim, big dick, dirty talk, mentions of continued overstim, dick so good u wanna cry, free use arrangement. AGAIN. IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT FREE USE OR ANY OF THE OTHER THINGS ARE, YOU ARE TOO DAMN YOUNG. DO NOT READ. DO NOT INTERACT. GO AWAY. Literally Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. Exactly what it says on the package. Word Count: 2.1k A/N: Here is another oneshot in the CAR!Paz au! This came about due to an ask sent in by @catsnkooks during this fun lil sleepover weekend! Feel free to send things to my inbox this weekend (or really any time!) This was intended to be a drabble and ended up being just over 2k, so uh, yeah. It's fine. I'm fine. I just wanna thank @catsnkooks, @tailorvizsla, @firstofficerwiggles, @mysticalgalaxysalad, and all the anons who have been encouraging the thirst for this wonderful au! Also thanks to @maybege whom without I likely wouldn't have even created this au, and I'm also gonna tag @ronnieiswriting, bc they sent me a lovely little dm about this au and I finished this tonight instead of waiting as a lil treat for them! Please lemme know what you think, I appreciate all the love y'all have given this au so far!!

Gods, he was gonna split you in half.

You stood completely naked, on shaky legs, in front of Paz where he was sitting on the couch, his chest bare and his sweatpants tugged down just enough for his cock to spring free, resting against the taut skin of his stomach, flushed and weeping. He looked far too composed for a man who’d just spent the better part of an hour fucking you on his fingers and his tongue to prepare you for what he wanted you to do.

It was fucking infuriating.

It was also hot as hell.

His lips curled into a cocky smirk, as if he could read your mind. You were very pointedly trying to keep your eyes trained on his face, which was made all the more difficult when he wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself. You couldn’t help yourself as your gaze flickered down to where his hand was wrapped around himself. Even with his own hand, he still looked disproportionately large, and not for the first time, you wondered how exactly your poor pussy was going to survive this... exercise.

“What’s wrong, bunny?” Even his voice was cocky, and even though Paz was your best friend, you felt a very strong urge to strangle him. Still, there was that little voice in the back of your head that was salivaiting at the mere thought of getting him inside you.

You were unreasonably proud at how steady you managed to keep your voice, given what your body had been subjected to and the looks he was leveling you with. “You’re not gonna fit, Paz.”

He didn’t answer right away, instead holding the hand not wrapped around his cock out to you, a silent request. You didn’t hesitate to step forwards and place your own hand in his, letting him tug you forward until you were standing inbetween his legs. Even like this, with him seated and you standing, you were looking him in the eyes. Paz was just that big.

“Don’t worry about that, bunny,” Paz said as he used his grip on your hand to encourage you to turn around, his hand moving to grasp your hip as he pulled you closer to him. You let him guide you, fingers clenching and unclenching in anticipation. He paused for a brief moment to swipe his fingers through your folds, an approving hum leaving him when he deemed you were still wet enough, before returning those fingers to his cock, slicking himself up with your release. Then, he was pulling you down, letting your weight rest mostly against his chest as he notched the head of his cock at your entrance. You sucked in a breath at the sudden pressure, but made an effort to relax.

He made a soft shushing noise, his hand helping to steady you as he began to lower you down, the pressure increasing slowly until the head of his cock was suddenly inside you. You gasped slightly at the intrusion, your thighs tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. You’d had sex before, certainly, but your ex was a much smaller man. Even your toys had never been quite this large.

“P-Paz?” You breathed, voice shaking.

He immediately paused, and you could feel as he kissed the back of your bare shoulder briefly. “Yeah, bunny?”

“W-What if… what if you… d-don’t… what if you don’t…” You trailed off, suddenly embarrased. You were likely far less experienced than his previous partners, and you wondered-not for the first time-how exactly this arrangement was going to affect your relationship with Paz.

But Paz seemed to know what you were trying to say. He tutted softly, brushing his lips against the length of your throat, his smile soft against your skin. “Don’t worry, bunny,” he murmured, starting to work you down again, his cock slowly sliding further and further into you as your mouth fell open at the stretch.

“I’ll make it fit.”

The cocksure tone of his voice made you clench, and he immediately shushed you again, placing both hands on your waist and sitting up from where he’d been lounged against the couch cushions. You made a concerted effort at relaxing again, and you slipped a little further down his length.

The sensation of being slowly stuffed full of Paz’s cock was something you honestly had never imagined you’d get to experience. It was currently defying all expectation, and you weren’t entirely sure you’d make it to being fully seated on his cock without passing out from the pleasure.

He eventually got you about halfway impaled on his cock when he seemed to hit a barrier, and you immediately winced at the uncomfortable feeling. Paz once again stopped immediately, his hands tightening slightly around your waist. You felt a keen sense of disappointment, and you suddenly felt the slight urge to cry. You’d known you weren’t going to be able to take all of him, and he was going to be so disappointed-

“I wanna try something,” he suddenly said, his tone not disappointed like you’d expected, but contemplative. “Trust me?”

You blinked, unsure as to where that was coming from, but nodded nonetheless. You probably should’ve been a bit more cautious with answering, because Paz suddenly slid his hands down from where they’d been resting on your waist to wrap his fingers around the backs of your thighs, and lifted.

A squeal of shock escaped your mouth and your hands flailed as you were suddenly supported only by his grip on your thighs and half of his cock in your cunt. He pulled your thighs apart, so your legs were no longer between his own, but dangling on the outsides of his own thighs. Pulling your legs apart like this surprisingly eased the pressure in your cunt, and he slowly began to lower you more, and your pussy greedily sucked him in.

He was completely supporting your weight with just his hands and forearms, and your brain could not comprehend the strength he must be using to hold you like this. But you couldn’t deny, it was far easier for you to take him in this position, and before you’d quite processed that, the backs of your thighs were resting on the tops of his, and his cock was completely buried in your pussy.

You sucked in a sharp breath, leaning back so your upper body was supported by his chest and you could rest your head against his shoulder. Paz stroked his hands up and down your thighs, humming appreciatively. Your own legs were trembling from the strain and effort it had taken for you to take him.

For a few moments, the two of you just sat there, adjusting to the sensations. You were honestly shocked that you’d managed to take all of him, and you felt a not insignificant amount of pride. Still, it was overwhelming to be that full, and you couldn’t help but brush your hand over your abdomen, feeling like he was in your stomach he was that deep inside you.

Paz chuckled, the vibrations jolting you slightly and shifting his cock slightly inside you, making you whimper quietly. One of his hands came up to cover yours, the size of his hand dwarfing your own.

“Can you feel me here, bunny?” At your nod, Paz pressed down slightly, and you gasped as the change in pressure made sparks of pleasure light up your nerves. “Yeah, you can. How does it feel?”

It took you a few tries to reply, your throat dry and your tongue heavy in your mouth. “I-I feel s-s-so full.” There was truly no other way to describe it, the sensation so unfamiliar but also one you were quickly coming to love.

“Hmm, I bet,” he responded, sounding far too smug and full of himself. He slowly spread his thighs, forcing your own legs further open.

With the way your legs were hooked over his thighs, and the way you were impaled on his cock, you had no choice but to let him move your body the way he wanted to. You felt your cheeks warm at how exposed you were like this, naked and spread open on his lap, even in the emptiness of your shared apartment. You tried to squirm a bit to get more comfortable, and he shifted underneath you, tilting his hips up further into yours somehow, but also easing some of the strain in your lower back as he did so.

The fullness inside of you had you clenching and unclenching, your muscles unused to this position and trying in vain to adjust. Paz didn’t seem to react, although he did wrap his arm more fully around your waist and brough his other hand up to stroke at where the two of you were joined together. Your eyes rolled back in your head as his fingers found your swollen clit, rubbing at it gently.

“P-P-Paz,” you stuttered, voice shaking violently. “P-Paz, s-so much, t-t-too m-mph!”

He’d jerked his hips slightly, just enough to barely count as pulling out before he settled back deep inside you, cutting your protests off with ease. He sped up his fingers, and you thought he might be enjoying the way you trembled uncontrollably on his lap.

“Jus’ need you to come one more time for me, bunny,” he slurred, voice low and thick in your ear. “It’ll help you take me a bit easier, don’t worry. Just gimme one more, okay? I promise it’ll help, it’ll feel so good bunny. You trust me, don’cha?”

You nodded shakily, turning your head to press your sweaty forehead against the side of Paz’s neck. “O-O-Okay, Paz.”

He pressed a kiss against the top of your head, and his fingers sped up again. You’d been on the edge since he began to fuck you onto his cock, and you honestly didn’t need much more stimulation before you were coming again with a low moan and weak twitches of your hips.

Paz hummed appreciatively, his fingers sliding through the mess you’d made between your legs and around his cock. You were tingling with overstimulation, feeling flushed and sweaty and you probably looked a mess, but it was only Paz here to judge you, and you got the feeling he didn’t mind, especially when he was directly responsible for your wrecked state.

“You did such a good job, bunny.” You preened at the words, feeling a sense of accomplishment. “Such a good girl for me, giving me another. You feel so good coming around me like that.” He paused, the silence heavy, and you abruptly felt very much like prey, like the nickname Paz had bestowed upon you implied. You didn’t have the time to contemplate it before he continued.

“I lied, bunny. I’m sorry, but you just felt so good.” His fingers trailed back up to your throbbing clit. “I wanna feel that again. Wanna feel your lil’ pussy trembling around my cock. I wanna feel you gush around me.”

You mouth fell open, and your hands tried to reach down to pull him away but he was quicker, the arm that had been around your waist coming up to grip your wrists in one huge hand, bringing them up so your restricted hands were pressed into your sternum. He tutted softly, spreading his legs just a little further and restricting your movement just that little bit more.

“We agreed on the rule, bunny. You let me do whatever I want, whenever I want. Isn’t that right?” He didn’t wait for an answer before continuing to whisper in your ear, tormenting you.

“And I wanna feel this pretty lil’ pussy absolutely strangle my cock again. I wanna feel you come and come and come until you can’t anymore. And then I wanna fill you up, wanna fill you up so full you’ll feel me dripping down your thighs for weeks. I wanna see you on campus and know you can still feel me in your fucking guts. I want you to sit with your friends and all you can think about is how I feel inside you right now. Any time a guy even fucking looks at you I want you to remember how this feels. I want you to remember how hard you came with my cock in your lil’ cunt.”

He stopped for a moment, breathing harshly in your ear as he quickly worked you towards another orgasm, and you almost couldn’t hear his next words over the uncontrollable whimpers and moans that escaped your throat as he abused your poor cunt.

“You’ll never be able to fuck anyone else and not think of me, bunny. I’m gonna fucking wreck you.”

[jamiesresources]

shit my friends say on discord ––– rp meme ––– part 2.  ( some nsfw –– most shits and giggles ) 

its not my fault i wanna suck on his nips okay

im thinking about that guy who said the lord was coming and that the american dollar is a distraction 

its food if you suck hard enough 

spicy coochie 

my asshole puckered 

no i will save england 

guillotine can take away the head im about to give him 

suck on my big fat man titties bitches 

im gonna lick his stupid nose 

he can call me a bitch and id spread my legs open 

plus hes got the weird blood fetish thing going on and im on my period so win win 

i read pussy 

i lied its gay in my house 

hes up there im just fucking stupid 

sorry ladies and gentlemen but the snake stays during sex 

go swimmin in that pussy 

not in the pussy 

still crying about vagina diagrams 

instead of ‘there is a snake in my boot’ it is ‘there is a snake in my pussy’ 

it took me editing fourteen nipplies 

it makes sense because they balance each others eyebrows out 

i could snap him like a twig 

i am naked and wet gimme a second 

sometimes fingers just need to look like penises 

ceiling vagina 

its okay you can call me pissboi 

if boobie good why men sexy? 

thosewho shit together stay together 

im the main character im the one who eats mango

and the person reviewing your application is shitting mangos 

i cant you made me become illustrate 

living rent free in peoples heads for sending nsfw spongebob i guess 

what do actors do with the underwear they wear on stage? 

dont strangle yourself ahaha your pussy’s so big 

i keep autocorrecting personal messages to porn 

it’s such an anthony –– anthony?? who’s anthony???? 

i was gonna be beeltejuice for christmas 

the hoes gonna loooooove this 

i love how im just eating a block of cheese right now 

wasnt freud like ... a musician? 

did you know that theres a different between coke and cocaine? 

you know what man? fuck you! what’s with all the cats? why do you have a bunch of pussy? you got big pussy disorder? 

can you please stop trying to touch my nipples 

ill have a full break down if he eats my clothes, bro

me to my therapist: i think my friends are getting tired of me being sad 

its like a lima bean thing that starts with an e

i thought you were gonna say ‘do you wanna see me fuck a mountain?’

why is justin bieber’s chin so long? 

so they build the baby right? 

please dont jump us into something disgusting 

why is there ... seven oranges under the crib? 

opening my legs is a lot easier than opening up about my life story 

why do i have to chew with my hands 

she wants a pet chicken ... i cant believe this 

please for the love of god u cannot wear that dress to skateboard and i cannot stand and have a conversations here with you right now i need to take a massive shit 

dont you dare make that face at linkin park 

this is one of my favorite songs. if you shit on it, im shitting on your bed 

french is like .... a deep throated language 

[tastyykpop]

ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɪᴛ ғᴜɴ

Pairings: winwin x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: dom!winwin, brat!reader, some face slapping, spanking, hair grabbing, degradation, some praising at the end, rough sex, unprotected sex, crying, my sad attempt at writing subspace, aftercare

Synopsis: you try to dom sicheng, until you take it too far and the roles are switched back to normal

"Stay still, sicheng." You growled, gripping the mans chin to make him took at you, "And you call me needy." The eyes staring into his rolled making him scoff.

"You're lucky im even letting you do this." Sicheng placed his hands on your hips that were seated on top of his and toyed with the fabric of your pants.

You swatted his hands away, "Dont touch~" you mocked, just like he always does whenever you aren't on your best behavior. It always made you angry but doing it back gave you a sense of power for once.

"Dont be a brat." With bitterness laced in his voice, he decided to give up and place his hands behind his head to rest against the headboard. "Well," he started, "Are you gonna fuck me or not?" Sicheng raised a simple brow at you before you glared in return.

"Patience. That's what you taught me anyway."

"I also taught you to be good, but looks like you still haven't learned." He clenched his jaw.

Meanwhile you were ignoring him and started unbuckling his pants, easily taking his hard dick out. You smirked as he let out a hiss once the cool air in the room came in contact with it, "So sensitive. Isnt that cute."

Slowly, you moved your hand up and down his cock, purposely making him whine and whimper under you as you teased his slit for your own enjoyment. Sicheng slowly made his way down to where your hand was, grabbing your wrists but not pulling them off. He then threw his head back in pleasure, moaning your name out and saying how good you made him feel. Of course, he had to make your ego grow.

"Theres no way you're a dom," You smiled in a way that made his brows furrow before you spat in your hand and placed it back on his achingly hard cock. Sichengs hips lifted into your hands,, wanting more friction, but you pushed his hips down making him whine, "You're just a whiny little slut."

"Y-you did n-not just call me a whiny s-slut..." he tried his best sounding intimidating, but his voice failed him, creating an almost whimpering sound. "F-fuck, go faster."

"Dont tell me what to do." You stopped and squeezed his cock tightly, just enough to make him tighten his grasp on your wrists and groan from what sounded like pleasure and pain.

"Are you forgetting that I can easily put your ass back in its place?" Sicheng stared into your fiery eyes, anger written all over his face. It was stupid of him to even let you try and top him tonight, but he thought it would be something fun to try. But since you're you, you have to 'act' the part too. This made it way more fun.

"Id like to see you try." You stopped squeezing his cock, letting go of it as well and started taking the rest of your clothes off. Sichengs eyes wondered all around your body, taking in the curves and imperfection that made you look so beautiful and perfect in his eyes.

After removing your clothes, you took a seat back on his lap. Closer to his dick than before so he could feel your hot, dripping cunt.

"Hurry or ill fuck you myself." The man under you was holding himself back, all for your pleasure. You could call that sweet of him, but he did have a low patience level which you tested way too much.

"Maybe if you were a good boy."

Sicheng had to laugh, "Good boy? Why don't you be a good girl and ride me, that would be a start."

What was least expected from you, was a slap to sichengs face. He had to admit, it did startle him but it also unlocked a new level of anger that burned inside him.

"I told you to be patient." You smirked, "Impatient slut."

Sicheng had enough. In an instant, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pushed you off him. Now, your face was shoved into the bed as your ass was in the air against his hips.

"Didn't I just say I could put you back in your place?" He landed a smack to your ass, causing you to whimper and arch your back, "Answer me before you can't sit for a month."

"Y-you did..." Your hand grabbed sichengs, trying to take them out of your hair. It was stupid, but you tried fighting back for your lost dominance. "Get off me!"

He spanked you again, "You're so fucking annoying, thinking you can tell me what to do. I never should have allowed you to dom me tonight."

It was quick the way sicheng didn't waste time sliding into your wet pussy. You knew he was desperate, but you didn't think he was this desperate to be inside you.

"You-youre still a-..fuck- a fu-fucking s-slut, sicheng." You pushed back, sichengs hand letting your hair fall around your face as he pushed on your lower back.

"Keep talking and I won't hesitate to edge you the rest of the night while I cum in your filthy cunt over and over again."

It was painful the way sicheng pounded into you. In fact, you were about to speak but his hips pistoned so hard that you couldn't dare open your mouth without a moan slipping out.

"Silent now?" He let out a breathy laugh, "Good, thats the way I like my little brat."

Everything felt so perfect, your eyes rolled into your head and you could see stars of pure bliss. Every vein and curve of his thick and long cock, you could feel too. You didn't want him to stop and you were so close yet so far with your orgasm.

"Si-sicheng..i-"

"No, don't even think about it."

But you couldn't not think about cumming. Especially when you felt him twitch inside you, knowing he was was on the edge.

That was when he released and painted your cunt white, but did he stop? Hell no. Sicheng continued pounding into you, tightening his grip on your hip and pushing harder on your back.

"Please i cant.." you cried into the sheets, your small fists balling up. This was so difficult, you couldn't hold it anymore.

The word 'please' spilled from your mouth over and over again like a chant, hoping your boyfriend could hear you begging.

"Fine. Cum."

Right after he spoke, your body shook violently as you came, crying loudly as the feeling washed over you. And almost instantly, after fucking you through your intense orgasm, sicheng slipped out of you letting his and your cum drip on the bed as he took you in his arms.

"Shh baby it's okay, I'm right here." He whispered in your ear, softly brushing against it with his lips. But you were too far gone, still not over the orgasm. "I'm gonna clean you up, okay?" You nodded slowly with tears still rolling down your cheeks, watching with big doe eyes as sicheng left to get a cloth so he could clean everything up.

You came back to your senses when sicheng came back. He was quick, cleaning everything like it was nothing and once he finished, he held you in his arms.

"You did so well, baby." He kissed you cheek, "Did I hurt you though? Did I go too rough?"

Shaking your head with a giggle you spoke, "No, it was fine, but...did I hit you too hard?"

He chuckled, "No, but you did shock me. It was pretty bold of you actually." His hand ruffled your already messy hair before saying, "Now get some sleep." His soft lips kissed yours delicately, "I know you're tired."

It was like he casted a spell, your eyes fluttered closed and soon you saw nothing but black.

[gojology]

Jealousy. (2/3)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 | I AM MAKING THIS A 3 CHAPTER STORY CUZ IM TOO LAZY TO WRITE EVERYTHING TODAY. anyways, jealous mad gojo is so, so cute. i was considering making this super angsty and sad but i figured ill save that for another time. ALSO THERES LIKE 0 ROMANCE HERE IM SORRY 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 | Teen! Gojo Satoru x Gender Neutral Reader 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 | 1186 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 | Cursing, mentions of body parts. ALL CHARACTERS HERE ARE AGED DOWN FROM PRESENT ANIME/MANGA INTO WHEN THEY WERE TEENAGERS. 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 | Shoko, confronting Gojo about her theory on Gojo’s crush, attempts to get an answer. Unlucky for her, you and Geto crash the occasion. Gojo, being the little angry baby he is (gojo slander is acceptable), rage quits and storms away. Geto comforts him about you.    Gojo gawked, turning over. The can tumbled down his face, leaving a trail of water behind, water droplets rolled down Gojo’s pale skin. Shoko’s grave eyes glared directly back, her usual laid-back atmosphere had evaporated into thin air. The can landed on his t-shirt hem, cursing to himself in his head as the water seeped into the fabric.     Gojo gulped, an unbreakable, heavy silence loomed over the two. Could he ever catch a fucking break from Shoko’s smart ass? Gojo could hear all the rustling of the leaves, the screams of (Y/N) and Geto, and never before had he realized how much he hated Geto’s screams and laughs compared to yours.     All he had wanted to hear was you, and no one else.     “Why would I have a crush on them?” Gojo laughed awkwardly, impulsively flicking open the can of pink lemonade. He took a light sip in an attempt to appear casual and nonchalant. “Are you being sarcastic Shoko? I legit can’t tell.”     Shoko exhaled dramatically, leaning onto the tree as well. Pulling her knees toward her chest, she wrapped her arms around her legs, enjoying Gojo squirming and trying to appear as if he wasn’t panicking. She was sure to relish the feeling of power, because usually, with Gojo destroying everything in sight, he hogged all the power.     “No, I just notice how you’re always staring at them, and even though Geto’s your best friend you look like you want to use the extent of all your powers and pulverize the guy with a flick of your wrist.” she stuck her hand in the icebox, shuffling around and looking for a drink, letting out a shudder as the icecubes rubbed against her.    Gojo spat out his drink.    “You are smoking some HAIRY ASS FUCKING COCK, Shoko. Geto’s my best bud, shit we even compared dick sizes once! If he wants to go after (Y/N), it’s whatever, I don’t care.”     “Didn’t need to know that Satoru, back to the point.” she yanked out a carton of apple juice, stabbing the straw into the carton. She took a long sip, setting it down before crawling up to Gojo.    She looked directly into his eyes, her tone unwavering. “I’m afraid you’re the one who’s smoking... You know, I prefer not to use vulgar language like that. I’ve always realized that you stare at (Y/N) more often then you don’t.”     Not knowing how to respond, Gojo turned around, looking for anything to occupy his time. Firmly gripping onto the picnic basket, scavenging inside of it, trying to forget Shoko’s piercing eyes.     He took a deep breath in, turning over with a bag of packaged red bean filled mochi in his hand. You know what? Maybe he did have a thing for (Y/N), fuck how could he know? He didn’t really have any experience with intimate relationships, the closest he had gotten was fucking a few girls in bed, maybe for a few weeks. That was the extent of it all. He tore the wrapper open, opening his mouth to speak.     “Okay, fuck, maybe you got me. I-”    Suddenly, Geto and (Y/N) burst into the scene. Panting heavily, Geto’s hands on his knees, sweat pouring from his forehead. (Y/N)’s hand over their stomach, you crumpled to the ground, thankfully on the picnic blanket, in a fit of laughter and tears in your eye.    “Heard something about hairy cock, Satoru.” he grinned, extending his arm to his best friend. “I got some, if you’d want it.”     Silence pounded in everyone’s ears, no one even dare breathed a word, aside from heavy breathing from Geto and (Y/N). The trees rustled and whistled with the wind.    “Geto!” you laughed, desperately trying to make conversation, slapping his hand away. You looked at Shoko and Gojo, hoping for some form of reaction, you were almost sure Gojo would chuckle a bit, shaking Geto’s hand. Instead, both appeared disgruntled and were incredibly close to eachother.     You felt your gut twist.     “...Do we have any ramune?” you timidly mumbled, the atmosphere was incredibly serious, you noted, a far cry from the bright, cheerful one you just had with Geto earlier.     “Yeah.” Gojo calmly replied, a tone of negativity carried in his voice, tossing you a bottle. You caught it, fumbling with it a little before it dropped to the ground, dirt rubbed the bright, colorful design printed onto the glass bottle.    He strode off, hands shoved into his pockets and mumbling about something. Geto blinked.     “What’s wrong with that guy?” Geto looked down at Shoko, who was now playing with her hair. He gestured to Gojo’s figure disappearing as time passed by.    “Dunno, why don’t you ask him?” Shoko playfully suggested, drinking from her carton with a small smile on her lips.     “Thanks, smartass, will do.” ‧₊˚✩彡.    “Yo, Satoru!” Geto jogged over, feet repeatedly hitting the pavement, it sorta sounded like a rhythm.     Gojo glanced over his shoulder, begging to all things good that it was (Y/N) about to dramatically confess his love to him. On any other day, Gojo would welcome Geto with open arms, ready to go pick up chicks in Tokyo and take them to the bedroom, but an anger was brewing inside of him instead.     “Hi.” he muttered, anxiety now overfilling out of the brim of his body. What did Geto have that he didn’t?     Geto strode up, spitting at the ground as he did so. “What’s with the long face, didn’t get any pussy recently?” he joked, placing a hand on his shoulder.     Gojo, in response, jerked his shoulder away.     Geto looked at Gojo’s face, a mixture of confusion before a look of understanding settled in.     “Hey, man, you good?”     Gojo nodded, glaring at a group of pigeons eating scattered bread. Staring back at Gojo, they hopped backwards, small bits of bread in the hold of their beaks.     Even Geto didn’t know how to respond to such a serious Gojo. He smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.     “Um, well, you know there’s a shit load of time left for the picnic. You can come back whenever, (Y/N)’s been meaning to talk to you about some bullshit.”     Gojo perked up, his slump disappearing. It seemed like the guy had a whole new personality.     “Really?” a tinge of hope in his voice, he tried hiding it.     Geto nodded before grinning, looking down at Gojo’s feet, and then looking up.     “What, you checking me out?” Gojo scoffed, a hint of relief at the casual talk. It had been a while since he had really talked to Geto like a best friend.     “Nah.” Geto faced towards the picnic area, his back now facing Gojo. He glanced back, long black hair blowing in the wind.     “I’m gonna assume this is about (Y/N), good luck..”     Gojo watched as Geto casually walked back to the site, as if he didn’t just say weirdly serious sounding shit, like he didn’t carry all the worries in the world with his shoulders.     “What the fuck could (Y/N) want?” Gojo murmured to himself, kicking at some pebbles as he looked at the ground.         

[mde1011]

when i got into the dsmp i started a note and wrote down any quotes or moments i thought were funny, and im bored at 3 am so enjoy some of them

how is being arrested real? just walk away!!!”

⁃ “once an american always an american. go...go protests masks...or something”

⁃ “...yEAH BUT DID YOU HAVE WAP” “what’s...whats wap?” “...WORSHIP AND PRAYER”

⁃ “HOW DO YOU LIKE POLITICS MOTHERFUCKER”

⁃ “i’m naked” “...no you’re not” “i can be...”

⁃ “uhhhh i’m in a high stress situation....i deal with these poorly”

⁃ “i should go first i’m naked”

⁃ “yEAHHHH WE KILLED AN OLD MAN WITH HEART PROBLEMS”

⁃ “what are you going to do?” “i...have no idea i think i’m gonna start out by punching a tree”

⁃ “tOmmy...did i just hear you say shit ass looking mofo?”

⁃ “i aM gOinG to gEt nAkeD to iNtiMidAtE HiM”

- “...i want freedom !” “you want BALLS.”

⁃ “...down the line. yeah that’s where we discover the art of cannibalism” “oh it’s an art?” “it’s an art”

⁃ “oh there’s some logs here. wonder what they’re saying to me. uh huh. uh huh. oh yeah that’s very racist” “tommy you gotta burn those logs.” “burn ‘em before they spread their racism to other logs”

⁃ “are you pooing?” “*whisper* i’m charging up-““ “he’s ejaculating on the tent.” “he’s WHAT?”

⁃ “he’s sPEEDING. LOOK HOW FAST HES GOING” “i’ve taken so many drugs. someone tell badboyhalo”

⁃ “we should make a pact. and that pact is, uh, we make a book...and in that book...we declare that saying ‘muffin’ is a, is a slur”

⁃ “i was thinking what if one day your bladder just,,,,stopped working.....AGGGFFFFF i was tHINKING ABOUT THAT THE OTHER DAY IVE GOT TO PREPARE IVE GOT YO PREPARE thisiswhydiapersaintthatbad”

⁃ <sapnap> i think i was ordered to um

<tommyinnit> boobed

<sapnap> kill you

<tommyinnit> boobs

<sapnap> if this happens

<tommyinnit> think about boobs man

<sapnap> tsk tsk tommy

<tommyinnit> iM DISGRUNTLED

⁃ “why is this deadman so good at making drugs”

⁃ “i just learnt that a girl hero is called a heroine and it freaked me out”

⁃ “memento memento me-“ “that’s actually the worst word i know so you can’t keep saying that” “oh, really.....? have you ever heard the term ‘racist’?”

⁃ “the person who invented the phrase ‘be yourself’ hadn’t met you!”

⁃ “you seem like the type of guy whose dad would throw him overboard as a joke but he would just drown”

⁃ “shout out to dream for twerking!”

⁃ “let’s talk......let’s talk about sex” “wonderful. what do you think about sex, lazarbeam?” “i ain’t saying SHIT in front of a sixteen year old”

⁃ “what the- i think i’m seeing things” “....tommy i told you not to drink the sea water” “well i DID drink the sea water because it TOLD ME TO”

⁃ “it’s like the movie when that guy gets stranded on an island and has sex with a coconut” “whAT?? dream- dream, you vastly misinterpreted this” “it one hundred percent does”

⁃ “oh mastICATE.....isn’t that when a fish turns inside out?”

⁃ “what are some bad words YOU know, clay?” “i don’t-“ “what about ‘terrorist’?”

⁃ “my mind has to be on the same frequency as jesus when he walked on water”

⁃ “you wanna know why i was late?” “no i really do-“ “i was having a MASSIVE poo. really just a HUGE poo”

⁃ “jUST CUZ YOU TALK ABOUT POO ONCE AND THEN YOU SEE A BIG GREEN BASTARD AMD YOUR LIFE IS FLASHING BEFORE YOUR EYES AND THEN YOU CANT REMEMBER- YOU CANT REMEMBER IF IT WAS YESTERDAY OR TOMORROW YOU HURT THAT WOMAN”

⁃ “i love america. mmmmm patriotism

⁃ “LIFE IS NOT A HAPPY SONG KERMIT THE FROG”

⁃ “please stop taking the cock”

⁃ “two four six eight who do we appreciate? not the government let’s gooooooo”

⁃ “oooo look at the dogs😍” “wHAAAAAT. WHAT. THERES ACTUALLY LIKE. A MILLION DOGS HERE. WHAT THE HELL.”

⁃ “yeahhhhh bitch i stab- i don’t stab women-“ “woooooooah tommy you stab women?” “heyyyy sapnap”

⁃ “do you know what happens whne you reach the top of the ladder? there’s only one place to go.” “.....side to side😨” “down.” “...i really thought you were gonna say side to side🥺”

⁃ “one last time.” “just like in hamilton😓”

⁃ “you don’t know how many times i’ve mistaken trees for hot women”

⁃ “ i don’t feel better i just destroyed penis”

⁃ “i’ve never seen a snail with bad morals”

⁃ “awwwwwwww😢 i’m doin’ drugs🤧 just like the good ol’ days😓” “.....define the ‘good old days’” “back when i did drugs”

⁃ “have you ever fought a baby? i have and it was trivially easy to defeat, phil.”

⁃ “the only other i egg i know about was the one i learnt about in school....not allowed to say which one....”

⁃ “did you know one of my new years resolutions is to be more like 2010 justin bieber?”

⁃ “apparently cats don’t lay eggs”

⁃ “thinking about trees- if i saw a tree with a beard mmmmmm...holy shit id hit it”

⁃ “we’re in hell dude. science doesn’t matter here”

⁃ “i cant die i cant die i’m GOD”

⁃ “hey pig your letter is the same as pussy, hmm?”

⁃ “are we cool are we COOL guys? CRYSTAL COOL like CRYSTAL METH”

⁃ “he- he’s crying because - because i killed his mother isn’t that right? mother dearest mother deadest mother gonest”

⁃ “bro ive been drinking since i was six and let me tell you...it’s not good to be drinking that young. led to some poor life decisions when i was 8” “what did you do” “i cant say” “...who did you hurt” “....only myself”

⁃ “je suis” “ay i know what that mean you prick” “what does it mean” “it means you’re racist dickhead”

⁃ “i’d never poo in the presence of a women- which is why i’m scared to get a girlfriend i think i’d just explode”

⁃ “biff tannen is one of my idols”

⁃ “black widow died and i thought ‘wow it should’ve been the man’ because he’s a man”

⁃ “there’s a character called captain america and i think he’s stupid”

⁃ “i’m a GOOD LAD i’ve got GOOD MORALS and if i’ve DONE SOMETHING WRONG it WASNT MY FAULT I JUST GOT A LITTLE EXCITED”

⁃ “sam....what’s the longest you’ve ever wiped your arse? for me it’s 48 minutes”

⁃ “why are you standing in the shitter?” “....that’s a SINK” “uhhh welllll” “hAVE YOU SHAT IN THE SINK?????”

⁃ “you’re like a living ghost” “...i think that’s called a human, tubbo”

⁃ “maybe i accidentally kill ranboo and we just never see him again *laughs* ay? and then i go ‘april foooools!!!’ and then i kill their child. i kill him”

⁃ “you built a penis” “it’s a PENIS OF SAFETY”

⁃ “i saw the penis of safety and i pressed mouse button four my friend”

⁃ “the penis on the other side of the river is larger” “ive heard that before....”

⁃ “you’ve turned the penis into a wall” “a wall of safety is better than a penis of safety” “i think the penis was better”

⁃ “if you wanna make a penis i know where we can make a penis and i know how big we can make it”

⁃ “i don’t conceptualize death but i think i just saw it!”

⁃ “yeah i- yeah i know i’m- my first impression on eret was making him read a shrek fan fiction so- i’m not one for first impressions”

⁃ “i-i’m scared for him- i’m scared OF him. yknow the first thing he did when he saw me was imMEDIATELY strip down then jump off then immediately die?”

⁃ “where are you?” “getting stabbed, one second”

⁃ “you’ve seen the joker?” “yea-“ “i resonate a lot with that man” “...oH. oh. that’s- that’s not-“

⁃ “he bURNT DOWN MY HOUSE” “out of LOVE”

⁃ “ohhhh my god stop making me play with the neighbor kid” “o-okay if you don’t go play with him i’m kicking you out of the house-“ “wHAT THE FUCK???”

⁃ “there’s a STRIP CLUB” “oh yeah for wood!” “are you into strippers?” “i mean all it does is make the wood look different so....yeah it doesn’t really do much”

⁃ “no no we have categories, we have the poo-saster- you might have to take a shower after-“ “no, no i’m gonna stop you right there”

⁃ “as i was saying you can have a 1-to-3 wiper, that’s an A-tier poo, my friend”

⁃ “i want you to eat your sock”

⁃ “you know i’m a child- i’m a minor” “sO AM I DICKHEAD”

⁃ “everyone is calling you dresus” “yeah i am”

⁃ “ayyyy ayyyy los DROGAS LOS DROGAS” “no no big q- she’s thirteen- how does this happen with every 13 year old girl you meet?”

⁃ “my poo has muscles like i do”

⁃ “i cant hear the words among us without crying they’ll say there are aliens among us and in the back youll just hear me *choking noises*”

⁃ “tubbo...tubbo is like...tubbo is like mary” “.....did you just call me the Virgin Mary?”

⁃ “i’m just saying, have you ever seen me and jesus in the same room?”

⁃ “do you smoke sam” “all the time”

⁃ “i thought you were talking about the- the speeeeed drug”

⁃ “have you ever sold drugs to kids sam?” “......no”

⁃ “we can’t let the girlboss rule because she will gatekeepe my feelings” “that would not be good”

⁃ “THEY DIDNT INVITE ME TO KILL ME???? NOW I HAVE FOMO”

⁃ “you have obviously taken part in scientology-“ “i have not-“ “you’ve donated to tom cruises cult shit”

⁃ “....am i worse than david dobrik?” “are- are we worse than david dobrik?” “oh- oh god”

⁃ “he has broke one of the rules of the hit best seller ‘the bible’- this kind of looks like a cock”

⁃ “well i’ve moved now, KING”

⁃ “what is an angsty teen and am i one? because when i USED to hang out with my friends they use the word angst a lot”

⁃ “yeah yeah yeah i bench”

⁃ “sam i think i’m angsty i think i’m an angsty tik tok teen looking for a community to help me out”

⁃ “i don’t think you’ve followed the train of logic all the way-“ “there’s a TRAIN INVOLVED????????”

⁃ “i’m like the orange fucker from that animated rom com”

⁃ “i’m under the influence of big cock”

⁃ “it’s meeee big cock man”

⁃ “i cant look away” “sam please use your twitter alt for this” “he’s horny on maaaainnnnn” “and what’s wrong with that?” “.......”

⁃ “you’re a FUCKING IDIOT” “IM NOT A FUCKING IDIOT, BIG COCK”

⁃ “i’m gonna call you ‘cockity’ big cock” “sHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP-“

⁃ “STOP LOOKING AT IT” “ITS SO VIBRANT”

⁃ “at least this guy doesn’t have a cock-“ “itS NOT A COCK” “horny on main jesus-“

⁃ “is that a cock” “SHUT THE FUCK UP”

⁃ “.....i wanna see the inside of it again do a split”

⁃ “okay sam-“ “tommy that guy wants your cock-“ “no- no he doesn’t sam”

⁃ “sam, sam and i need you to hear this....dont. act. up.” “i don’t act up-“ “you were acting up-“ “i-“ “you were caught in 8k.” “but- but we both agree it’s not a tie-“

⁃ “please don’t tell me to kill cockity i am overwhelmed”

⁃ “why is there an anus in my tie?”

⁃ “what are the legal implications of this?” “...i mean besides hell you’re good”

⁃ “whatre the legal implications?” “i mean usually that’s a no-no but today, today it’s fine” “yeahhh lets go murder his family”

⁃ “i’d be an antivax landlord”

⁃ “jesus never does drugs” “well- well you turned water into wine king and wine is alcohol”

⁃ “can you put on pants i can’t- i cant stop looking at it- sorry tommy i know you said-“ “yeah sam i know you tried-“

⁃ “you know i fuck with satan”

⁃ “i’m sorry jesus lucifer is just such a good man-“ “oh you- hold me BACK FROM THIS FUCKER HOLD ME BACK ILL SEND HIM TO HELL YOU LIKE HELL-“

⁃ “are you jesus or just a man who grew a beard and put on a suit?”

⁃ “even the guy with his cock out is telling you to stop-“ “oh jesus, and i mean jesus-“ “shUT THE FUCK UP MAN”

⁃ “the best best way to slander him is to stop his offspring; we need to kick him the balls.....no? not a good....? alright us four each take a ball-“

⁃ “......why did jesus give him four scrotums man🙁🙁”

[peachyproserpina]

Thick like Honey

You know for someone who can't write smut this is a LONG oneshot. Also as someone who's fav isn't Paterson I sure as hell write a fuck ton of him.

Tagging my inspo forever and always @glassbxttless

Warnings: pegging, crying, general smut, not proof-read

You can feel the tension in the air when you get home, the house is scented so dark and sticky it’s almost like walking through honey. Knowing that you are only going to make it smell like sex and sweat later is making you break out in goosebumps. You and Paterson have been planning this for ages, a day where he is off and able to get ready for you, get ready for you to claim every part of him more than you already have. You can feel your pussy throb at the thought of Pat spread open before you. You toe off your shoes and quietly pad towards your shared bedroom.

You try to stay as quiet as possible, wanting to see him before he sees you.This was new for the both of you but you could tell he was just as excited about this if not more so than yourself. You peek through the crack of the door and see Pat kneeling on the mattress, reaching far far far to light a candle on the nightstand with those blue tip matches you seem to keep everywhere. You bite your lip and stifle a moan when you spot the deep sapphire blue plug snugly between his cheeks. You’re already drooling at the thought of getting to split him open on your cock, watch him come undone under you just as much as he enjoys making you do the same.

You take a step in the room and shut the door behind you, the latch clicking closed making him jump and turn towards the door. You lean against it and watch as recognition washes over his features, his breathing only slows for a moment before picking up again you can see the deep flush spread across his chest. You can't stop the curl of your lips while you watch him take you in, you’re still wearing your clothes from work, nothing fancy, you approach the bed and start unbuttoning your blouse as you go. Pat is enraptured, he can’t pick where to look, from the way your hair has messily come undone from your hairdo, to the peek of skin he can see as you come closer, to even your thighs and calves highlighted in the shimmery stockings he helped clip on you this morning. His cock pluses and drips as you get closer. He wants to grab you, bring you close and smoother you in kisses like he usually does when he sees you first thing when you’re home. But he keeps his hands to himself like you have taught him and lets out a whine from the back of his throat.

“Hi baby, miss me today?” You shuck your shirt off and smile bigger when Pat nods his head, you watch his adam's apple bob and his fingers tense in the bedsheets. “Good, I missed you so much today Pat. Thought about what a good boy you are for me, getting ready for me on your day off.” He opens his mouth to let you know that he missed you too, to let you know that he was such a good boy and didn’t touch his cock at all today, let it leak into his underwear and make a mess of himself instead of disobeying you. But the sound of your zipper cuts through the air and he takes in a shaky breath. You chuckle at him, gaping at you- “keep that mouth open any longer baby and I’m going to be using your mouth sooner rather than later.” That gets him to shut his mouth with a snap and look up at you with pleading eyes. You step between his legs and run your fingers through his hair, he tilts his head back and lets out a loan groan.

You take a look over him and rub your sticky thighs together when you see his cock standing flushed red-purple and angry looking. So desperate, you both are, this has been on both your minds all day. You give his hair a sharp tug and the whine that slips out of his mouth nearly makes you moan. Pat opens his eyes and looks up at you.

“Yes Sweetheart?” Pat asks, eyes trained on yours despite desperately wanting to look at your nipples that he knows are pebbled up under your sheer bra, or the way you've soaked your matching panties, he can smell your slick from here, the smell of your cnt already making his mouth water, you press a kiss to the tip of his nose and step back, he misses your body already. Aching to have you skin to skin.

“Get my strap baby, the pretty pink one we picked out last weekend.” You smile as he nods his head, hands shaky and he wobbles his way over to the closet where you keep your toys. The princess plug snug in his ass and the way his cock wags making him lightheaded and you haven’t even started. Pat turns and nearly drops the baby pink strap when he sees you’ve situated yourself on the edge of the bed, panties in a heap on the floor while you have your hands between you legs, he can tell with the way you’re biting back a moan that you are circling your clit just how you like. You smile at him big and wide and nod towards your feet. Pat moves towards you and kneels once he’s close enough, he helps you step into the harness with tender hands that make you break out into goosebumps. You steady yourself on his shoulders as you stand up, he groans as he secures the straps around your hips nice and snug. He can feel his mouth start to water, you trace your fingers from his shoulders up into his hair again. He’s entranced by the way the pretty pink dildo sways with your breathing, you pull his hair into a tight fist again and push his face closer to the silicone. Pat looks up at you, unsure but so eager you can see the shine in his eyes.

“Give it a lick baby, need it nice and ready for you.” You push his face closer and he gives the tip a kitten lick with the tip of his tongue. You let out a hum of approval and his eyes dart back up to your face. You smile down at him he can feel his own cock pulse as a result. He wraps his lips around the head and you gently thrust into his mouth, not wanting to make him choke on you- yet. His eyes roll back and you take that as permission to thrust that much further into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat and making him gag. Your chest is heaving as you watch him take you so deep, deeper then you thought. “You slut, you’ve done this before haven’t you?” Pat’s eyes rolls back at your tone, the question, the fact you're still thrusting into his mouth, humming an affirmative around you he relaxes just a little more and the way he gags and drools around you makes you cunt weep. You pull out of his mouth, a hand still firmly planted in his hair, keeping your cock out of the reach of his lips. Theres a string of sticky saliva connecting you two together and you clench around nothing.

Pats dazed, his head is spinning and you two haven’t even done anything yet. He looks up at your bleary eyed and gasps when you tug his hair. “Up on the bed, not that you’ve got me nice and wet for you.” You stroke the strap while he scrambles onto the bed and settles himself right in the middle comfy and splayed on the pillows. You hum again and climb up in between his long long legs, knees a pretty flushed red from kneeling on the carpet for so long. You’re drooling yourself as you can finally see how much of a mess he’s made of himself. Tapping his knees the pulls them up to his chest and you let out a groan. You hook a hand under one of his knees and stretch him that much further his eyes roll to the back of his head and he lets out a heady moan. The way he’s covered in sticky pre-cum it makes you wonder if you even need lube, it's all over his thighs and still dripping steadily down his cock.

“Do you want my cock Pat?” you know he does but you want him to say it. Want him to say it give you the verbal go ahead you need. He swallows and nods,

“P-please sweetheart need your” he takes a shaky breath “need your cock in me so bad. Need your cock so I can cum.” You moan and smile at him, not wasting anymore time you reach up leaning over him as you purposely rub your cocks together, he chokes on a gasp as you settle back down, lube now in hand. Pulling his knee back a little more you give it two small taps.

“Hold this for me baby?” you smirk as Pat nods at your request, hiking his knee up higher and opening himself up for you. You’re palming his cock, just feather light touches while you work the plug out from him. His tight pretty pink ring doesn’t want to give it up, so you stroke his cock more and he relaxes under you, letting the plug slip out. “Good job Pat. You’re so good for me.” That makes him throw his head back and moan.

You smile and grab the lube, “gonna open you up baby, so you can take my cock.” Pat is looking while you smooth the lube all over your fingers, running it once twice over your cock and he hums. “Gonna be a little cold alright baby?” You wait for the nod from Pat before you sink a finger into his tight ass and you let out a moan while he takes you in.

“O-h fuck Sweetheart.” Pat is lost in the feeling of you finally inside of him, he’s wanted this so bad and now that it is finally happening he is trying his hardest not to cum before you say so. You’re easing your finger in and out of him before you slide another one right in next to it. He groans out loud and long and you bite your lip, trying to catch friction on your clit, as just worked up as Pat is with all this teasing. He’s panting and sweating and when your fingers graze over his prostate he yelps and clamps down hard on your fingers.

“Oh there is my favorite spot baby. You’re taking my fingers so well you ready for my cock?” you ask, drizzling more lube onto your cock slicking you up so you can fit right into him. Pat is nodding and whining, his eyes trained on the way you are stroking your cock just as you do his. You catch his eyes as you slide your fingers out of him and line the silicone right up to his ring. “Be a good boy for me Pat and let me in.” You cant your hips forward and he opens right up for you. He’s panting, fingers fisting into the bedsheet and you can see his cock pulse as you slide to the hilt. You both let out moans as you bottom out. Pat’s biting his lip so hard he might draw blood and you’re panting as you watch your husband drip all over himself for you.

You pull out and the sound Pat makes is heaven to your ears. You bat his hand away from his knee and lean over him, trying to find his prostate, you’re dripping sweat onto him and he is moaning loud now, his hand itching to grab his cock and stroke himself to the way you’re drilling into him. You press that much further into him and when he chokes on his moans is when you know you’ve found it. You keep up your pace, not letting Pat catch his breath as you fuck into him, battering his p-spot over and over. He’s crying, he wants to cum so badly and the way you are pulling this orgasm from him he feels like he might black out.

You can feel yourself dripping sticky onto the comforter and you might cum yourself from making Pat lose himself.

“Grab your cock baby, nice and tight and I’ll let you know when you can cum” Pat does just that big hands wrapping around his thick base tight, not even jerking himself letting the way you are pounding into him jostle his hand for him. You reach up and wrap a hand around his throat. He opens his eyes and whines when he sees you staring back at him. You thrust a few more times before you’re nodding “go on baby, be a good boy for me and cum.”

Pat wails, coming in thick ropes that coat his torso, you slow your thrusts and still, nestled deep into him while he rides out the waves of his organism. He’s breathtaking like this, chest heaving and red, coated in his own cum and big fat tears rolling down his cheeks. You lean back and slowly pull out, he lets out a whine as you do so. So used to you filling him he never wants you to leave. You lean over him again and kiss up his tears.

“You did so good for me baby. I love you so much Pat.” You’re gently brushing his hair out of his face while you try not to jostle him too much. You make a move to pull away when his hand, still covered in sticky precum pulls you closer.

“It’s your turn Sweetheart.” You gape at him just as he did earlier and he kisses your cheek soft.

[alreadyblondenow]

Sugar | 3

Jaehyun x reader // SMUT, Fluff, Angst, CEO!Jaehyun, student!reader Summary: Just as you thought your relationship with Jaehyun is getting better, things happened unexpectedly and you aren’t sure anymore who ruined your relationship, you or Jaehyun. Will everything go back to how it used to be? Or will the both of you live different lives from now on? Word Count: 3k Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, older Jaehyun, younger reader, age difference. If you’re uncomfortable, please click away. Explicit mature scenes, sex, Cheating?, mentions of other idols Note: This is the last chapter for Sugar series. :(( Soft vanilla sex with Jaehyun on this chapter hihi Sorry if there are misplaced words or wrong spelling. Complete Chapters:  Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Jaehyun prepared dinner in his penthouse as his way of apologising. He made his signature pasta which you love and even baked some cupcakes that you’re afraid to taste because they are burnt. He’s been asking a lot of you ever since he picked you up from your dorm also explaining that after his birthday, he needed to fly to Japan to take care of the business there and he was sorry for not telling you in the first place.

“I know it’s late, but” he pulled a small box from the pockets of his hoodie, “Happy Valentines day”

You opened the box and its a beautiful simple necklace that has a diamond pendant that perfectly matches the earrings that he gave you for your birthday. “I can only give you expensive gifts on special occasions like this, I hope you like it… And I’m sorry”

That’s all you want to hear from him, that he’s sorry and that he mean it. You kissed him on the lips and told him to put the necklace on you. “you’re beautiful” he whispers behind you, kissing your neck. Everything escalated quickly, the moment he kissed you deeper than he usually does.

He whispers sweet things behind you while he walks you to his bedroom and having  nonstop giggles here and there for the both you. In between kisses you tell him random stuff like how you will never get used to his employees calling you “ma’am” and that the cupcakes tastes awful but you love him for trying to make them for you.

The kiss somehow slowed down when he was getting you naked before he lays you in bed, he took off his hoodie and his sweat pants, all thats left is his Calvin Klein boxer briefs that you’re familiar with. And when he’s done stripping you himself, he can’t stop smiling like a jerk.

“What?” you asked him before laying down.

“Nothing. Its just… You somehow became even more beautiful than the last time I saw you naked” he explained, showing his dimples. And without warning he pushed you on his soft bed, hovering you and quickly placing kisses anywhere he likes.

“I’m assuming this is still for the Valentine boy?” you hum in approval. “And for valentines day? It’s gonna be a long night baby”

With that, you somehow got nervous because you knew how Jaehyun is in bed, the last time (and the first time) you had sex, he rammed his cock inside your pussy without any warning. But that felt good you admit.

Jaehyun snaps his fingers in front of you bringing your attention back to him. You see he already removed his briefs and you see his cock already hard. He slowly kisses you from your toes to your legs, he took sometime with your thighs kissing and pecking some spots, then finally kissing your pussy. Opening your folds gently, careful not to startle you. He suddenly pulls away, making you whimper and needy.

“By the way, baby, please no scratching tonight…” he requests with a smile. You suddenly remember the wounds from his back last time. You only let out a small laugh, making him laugh too.

He continues kissing your pussy and licking your clit slowly. You already knew what he’s doing. He’s taking his time and that he’s focused on making you feel good tonight. That thought alone made you wet and whimper while Jaehyun reaches for your hands and intertwines your fingers on his. You moan softly, breathing in and out deeply and gasping as you let go and you cum while Jaehyun is still devouring your throbbing pussy.

Leaving pecks on your thighs and on your pussy, he kneels in front of you and hovers you again. Kissing your lips sweetly and leaving marks on your neck he told you, “you look beautiful with wearing just that necklace I gave you” you blushed at his comment, meeting his kisses on your lips and encircling your arms around him making him locked inside your arms.

You feel his right hand creeping in between your bodies, touching your soft skin and teasing your wet folds. “can you spread your legs wider for me baby?” he sweetly request dimples showing on his handsome face. You spread your legs as wide as you can, making you whimper again because of Jaehyun’s finger doing a figure of eight in your pussy. Slowly.

It made your legs shiver and your head roll back, the position you’re in right now just made you ten times hotter Jaehyun thought. He loves how you open your mouth and let out soft moans, how you furrow your brows whenever he hits a spot perfectly, how your boobs felt against his chest whenever you breath fast. You looked perfectly fucked up he thought.

Jaehyun was so deep into admiring how you look right now, he didn’t noticed you’re already cuming in his fingers for a while now. Overstimulated, that’s how you feel.

“Jae-“ you call him out but he just smiles at you. “Can you cum again? You look beautiful when you cum, Please?” you can only moan and nod. He didn’t know that you’re already on edge, ready to cum for the third time tonight.  As he inserts three fingers in your pussy, you totally lost it and bit his shoulders.

He saw tears on your eyes and dries it with his clean hand. With heavy breaths and involuntary moans, you shiver underneath him closing your legs, trying to calm yourself from that sweet release Jaehyun gave you. You feel Jaehyun kissing your temple as he whispers something to you and he pulls away getting off his bed. You see his perfect figure walk away from you, you try to close your eyes after seeing his cute flat butt that you love to touch.

When Jaehyun came back his cock had a condom rolled on it, ready to fuck you already. His hands roaming around your body again, making you shiver, still sensitive from your recent high. “Are you sure you don’t want me to at least give you a blowjob?” you asked, reaching for his hands and putting it over your boobs making him knead them. He chuckled at your bold move. “I think, you’ve given me enough blowjobs for a lifetime”

Oh right, you thought. You’ve been giving him blowjobs every time you sense that he’s stressed from work, and that he’s too nice to ask for sex so you gave an alternative.

Kissing you deeply again, he spreads your legs wide for the third time this evening. Lining his big cock on your pussy and putting his head slowly, then he pulls out again. You voluntarily kept your hands above your head so you can’t scratch his back making Jaehyun laugh softly while he pushes his cock in side you smoothly.

“That was smooth” you said gasping once he’s balls deep inside you. “I made sure you get so wet during the foreplay” he moves his hips slowly, “didn’t want to hurt you. Its been too long” you blushed again. He moves his hips sharp making your boobs bounce, you grabbed them to stop yourself from touching Jaehyun but he noticed it.

He came closer to you, closer so you could kiss him and whisper sweet things beside your ear. Jaehyun told you that he was just kidding earlier, it doesn’t matter if you claw him the whole night he will still love you more in the morning. Hearing those words made you encircle your arms around him, kissing him deeply while he fucks you, crying tears of joy because it crossed your mind that he’s making love with you tonight. “I love you and I’m sorry.” he thrust in you faster than before, putting you on edge.

“From now and its you and me. Always.” he adds and you felt your fourth release for tonight. He gasps as he rides his high still not pulling out. He kissed your lips, smiling again on top of you. “You’re so handsome. I love you so much” you manage to tell him while you come down from your high.

The sex made you both hungry again so you head out in the kitchen and ate the leftovers you had from dinner earlier. You were both making fun of the burnt cupcakes, eating them even though it tastes bad. Drinking every wine Jaehyun gave you, making you taste different wines from different countries, all so expensive you thought.

You noticed he haven’t touched his phone or received any calls from his secretary. A very rare moment of Jung Jaehyun completely focused on you and you only. You hugged him tighter while you both watch the sun rise from his room and eventually sleep beside each other.

Reality slaps you hard again when deadlines and readings welcomed you back from your weekend with Jaehyun. Him on the other hand is back being the almighty Jung Jaehyun and manage their big company. He will be back to Japan again and will be back next week, and that made you miss him everyday more.

You were trying to finish this paper on a coffee shop near your school, when suddenly someone sat in front of you. That someone is not a stranger.

“Long time” Yuta says sipping on his coffee.

You tried to be nice, you figured theres no reason to be rude. “Oh hi, you come here often?” you asked, not looking at him because you’re typing.

“I’m the manager of this coffee shop” that fact made you look at him finally, you noticed his eyebrow piercing.

“Of course you do. Sorry, I totally forgot.” you sighed, going back to finishing your paper.

Yuta was telling you stories on how this store was his pride, and you admire his work ethics and how he managed the store successfully. You were long done with your paper and this time he was making you laugh about his stories of Jaehyun.

“Which reminds me…” Yuta said grabbing his phone from the table, scanning something from his phone assuming he’s going to show you something funny. Maybe a funny picture of Jaehyun?

He hands you the phone and you looked at the picture, long and hard. It is a picture of Jaehyun, but it isn’t funny. Not at all. The picture stabbed you on the chest.

It was a picture of Jaehyun and his family happily eating on a yacht, with Rosé.

You were asking yourself a lot of whys while staring at Yuta’s phone. Maybe Jaehyun got tired of bringing you along with him so he decided to bring Rosé instead. The fact that Rosé fits well with Jaehyun’s family hurts you even more.

Thanking Yuta for the company and  for showing you the picture, and you left with tears on your eyes. You went straight to your dorm, took a nice hot shower, and cried until your eyes hurt. Everyone was present and gathered around your bed the whole time you were telling the story. Wendy and the others didn’t leave your side the whole night.

By the time Jaehyun was back, you told him about what Yuta showed you. And you were even more surprised that he got mad at Yuta for showing you the truth and accusing you of flirting with him. Jaehyun mentioned that he saw you two during his party flirting at the bar and that he didn’t mentioned it earlier because he knew you wouldn’t do that to him.

“You’re right Jaehyun! I can’t do that to you! I didn’t flirt back but he wasn’t wrong all the time! Now, don’t turn this on me! The picture Jae, why?” you were both screaming at each other in front your dorm, almost sure that everyone inside can hear both of your screams.

Jaehyun didn’t deny it. He said it was an important family gathering, something for the public to see how their family is as perfect as how they imagined and that he couldn’t bring you with him because you had school. So his family invited Rosé since she’s in Japan for vacation. He was explaining calmly but the anger is still there.

“So you called her?” you asked bravely with a crack voice. A part of you didn’t want him to say yes. But he did.

The night was full of screaming and it ended basically, you asking for space. Jaehyun wanted to talk more but you couldn’t handle anymore any of his screams and anger so you turned your back and made your way inside your dorm. You were happy he didn’t bang on the door. Your friends showered you with hugs the moment you stepped inside. It hurts even more when you think about how much you love Jaehyun but life just keeps getting in the way, you just want to be alone for some time.

It’s been raining problems in your life lately, and you’ve been sad all week long. You have problems with Jaehyun, school problems, family problems and money problems. Your plate is currently full and you think maybe its time to let go of the things that makes your heart heavy.

When you’re finally ready to face Jaehyun again, you told him all about your problems and he listened attentively. Even promised to help you whenever you want him to. Apologising from the recent fight you had, he told you he freed his weekend schedule so the both of you could spend some time alone again.

“Jaehyun you didn’t have to-“ he cuts you off with a kiss. Letting you know he’s sorry and that it’s all his fault, it made you cry, your chest feels even more heavier now, you thought.

“Jaehyun, Im breaking up with you” finally you said it.

Jaehyun cant believe it of course, he will never let this go. “You didn’t mean that”

You sob, trying to collect the right words, trying to construct the sentence. “I’m not the right person for you Jae. And you’re clearly not the right person for me. I can’t do this anymore Jae.”

Crying your heart out in front of him, Jaehyun is caging you in an embrace as you slightly get off his grasp. “STOP PUSHING ME AWAY YOU’RE HURTING ME!” Jaehyun shouts he’s completely out of control.

You see Wendy and Mark ready to step in to get you. “Baby lets fix this like we always do” he asked of you gently, you see tears in his eyes now then you looked away. When Wendy gets a hold of you, Jaehyun knew it’s time to let you go again. He didn’t want to scare you, he wanted to be with you.

“Wendy, I was trying to fix it. Thats all. I didn’t mean to shout at her” Jaehyun begs in front of Wendy. She’s stopping him from getting closer to you. Mark is holding you now, guiding you to the car where the rest of your friends are waiting.

“I just shouted out of frustration Wendy Im sorry, please let me talk to her” Wendy wanted to punch him, “Act your age Jaehyun!” and she walks out, leaving Jaehyun alone.

2 months after the breakup, you were never the same, you cut your hair shorter than before leaving all the bad memories and problems behind. Wendy promised to lend you money for your college tuition, but the accounting people told you it’s already paid.

And there’s only one person who would do this, your ex Jaehyun. You forced yourself to meet up with him on a cafe near your dorm. He doesn’t looked like your Jaehyun anymore, he looked like the Jaehyun he is meant to be. Looking really handsome in his office attire, you cut to the chase and thanked him, “I’m accepting your help, because I really need it. I’ll pay you back someday”

He tried holding your hand but you’re quick to dodge, “I want to see you as a good friend who’s lending me money for my tuition and not because you’re doing it out of love or whatever” He got hurt, he can almost feel his heart is being torn into half.

When you were about to leave, he grabbed your right hand.  “Please dont leave me.” He begs, but you still left.

Six months have passed and he still pays for your tuition. You still see him wait from afar but all you can do is pretend that you don’t see him. Jaehyun didn’t know that seeing him wait for you still, hurts your heart. Pretending that you don’t know him so he can stop bothering you in public, breaks your heart into a million pieces. You cry every night thinking of him, thinking how much pain you’ve caused him and that he’s heart broken because of you.

When you were walking with Mark towards the exit of the school campus, Jaehyun thought you and Mark are finally dating. He didn’t stopped himself from confronting Mark, you on the other was scared Jaehyun might punch him again and create a scene that will make a bad image of the Vice President of the Jung Group of Companies.

You told Mark he can leave and head back to the dorm without you and that Jaehyun won’t hurt you. Mark was hesitating to leave you alone with Jaehyun but he respects your request.

“Boyfriend?” Jaehyun asked. “No, Jaehyun. He was just walking with me” he believed you.

Jaehyun got thin, he looks like shit if you’re being honest, he has dark under eyes and red eyes from crying you assume. He looked pale, his lips are almost purple it made you worry. Seeing Jaehyun so weak like this made you drive him home and take care of him. You touched his forehead and you were right, he’s sick. He’s fucking burning up and he even went outside just to check up on you.  

He’s laying now on bed, perfectly covered by thick duvets “You’re burning up. Jae, what are you doing? You should take care of yourself, you’re a fucking CEO for crying out loud, do you want me to get mad?” You asked him almost shouting while damping a wet cloth on his face.

“No” he answers weakly, he’s crying now. Eyes not leaving yours. Tears falling down on his pillow. It pains you to see him like this. As you look for meds in his room and around his penthouse, he seemed so lonely in this big house its making you cry. He must’ve been so lonely when you left him.

Arms encircling on your waist from behind, Jaehyun forced himself to get up and go to you. You felt his warm body due to his high fever. “It pains me to see you like this Jae” you said drying your tears.

“You’re crying too.” He turns you around slowly and dries your eyes.

“I cant help it” you defend with a quiet sob.

“Then be with me” he offers weakly. You dont answer him, you continue looking for meds again. He cries even more when you didn’t respond. “No more crying Jaehyun please, you’re burning up. You need to rest” you ask of him sweetly.

“I’ll love you forever y/n. Even if you push me away. I’ll wait. Coming back to you over and over again.” As to your request, he goes back to bed slowly feeling so weak.

As you damp the warm cloth on his skin, he was looking at your every move and looking deep in you eyes. What did I do to deserve such genuine man. You came closer to his face, being careful you might make him breath hard, “I’ll stay.”

“I’ll stay this time” his can’t believe what you just said, he’s too weak to jump around the room like a kid just to let you know how happy he is. But you do know he’s happy because his ears are turning red again. You tried to reach in for a kiss but he avoided. “Im sick I don’t want you getting sick too...” you laughed at him, caressing his soft black locks.

“Im sorry baby. Im sorry. Im sorry” you hear him apologise and it hurt you because it should be you saying your sorry. You made him stop apologising and joined him in bed, not getting under the duvet but still letting him cuddle you again.

You stayed with Jaehyun the whole night until his fever goes down. You nursed him and changed his clothes to comfortable ones. The next day, he’s feeling a lot better already. He woke you up with a tight hug and a sweet smile. You can tell that he’s still sick but he got better. “Feeling better now Jung Jaehyun?” you asked, hugging him back making you feel his heart beat. “Better thanks to you.”

Everything slowly went back to normal with Jaehyun, nothing too fancy but you started welcoming him again in your life. Although your friends were not okay with your decision, still they respect what you want and they still keep an eye on him.

Because of Jaehyun’s bad experience from your break up with him, every time you two  fight over something he comes crashing into you begging you not to leave him again. You think he was traumatised and you feel bad about it. “Jaehyun I wont leave. Were just fighting baby, its normal” from there on you were careful on picking fights with him.

The both of you were happier than ever. He finally learned how to defend you from his family and finally went on public dates with you not giving a single fuck what people thinks. And you on the other hand, finally learned to accept that you’re in love with a rich man who’s way more older than you, who pays for your college tuition, your dorm fee, and basically everything. You’re in love with your sugar daddy.

After graduating, Jaehyun finally met your parents and telling them everything about him. Except for the part where you first met of course. He proposed a week after your graduation in front of your parents and asked you to move in with him, you couldn’t be me more happier.

Being the over achiever that you are, you got your dream job only to find out that Jaehyun owns the company too. You didn’t have any choice, so you ended up working for him not wanting to throw away your dream job. “Don’t worry y/n, you got this job fair and square.” he said with a wink before leaving your job interview.

“Oh by the way” you were nervous on what he’s about to say. “See you at dinner, baby” and he left with a teasing smile.

The other executives asked about your relationship with Jaehyun. You didn’t expect them to be so clueless for you thought the whole world knows about your relationship.

“He’s my fiancé” you clear your throat so they could hear you properly, “Jung Jaehyun is my fiancé” you smiled awkwardly at them and you heard countless ooohs and aaahs.

THE END.

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First of all I would like to thank you for reading this baby of mine. It’s not much but I put heart into it hihi. I hope youre not disappointed or anything with the ending, I didn’t want to overdo things and go crazy writing about. But if you have questions about their wedding, y/n’s job, etc. I’ll gladly talk to you about it. Again, thank you so much if you’ve made it to this point!

[amoosewritesfanfic]

21: knife play

[+18]

[Tomura Shigaraki x Pro Hero female reader]

[PLEASE READ THE WARNING VERY IMPORTANT STUFF THATS WHY IT'S SO FREAKEN BIG AND RED]

[Warning: some rough sex, knife play that results in lots of blood, shiggys a big ass sadist in this. So just be warned this is probably gonna be gorey so just like be super warned, but keep in mind the quirk and all that jazz that's been mentioned. If you don't like blood, don't read it! I'm warning you if you get triggered by blood and knife play!! Also death so... yeah

So skip it if you don't like it please. 🌺]

[Y'all know I don't own any characters or art and as always all credit goes to original creators]

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You were bound, your arms were behind your back and your legs were being held apart by a chain.

You didn't make a witty remark as you usually would, something about this situation was... dangerous, Shigaraki was at times unpredictable and you definitely didn't want to risk anything to piss him off.

"Ya' know Y/N, I didn't think you were so easy to capture, what being one of the best heroes and all..." Shigaraki trailed off as he eyed you in your casual clothes which consisted of a black skirt, thigh high stockings and a red shirt.

Your hair left loose and a beautiful red lipstick covering your lips.

"What do you want with me...?" You dared to question.

Your wrists were in pain from trying to pull out of the ropes holding you down.

"Hmm~ that is the question now isn't it? I admire you honestly. You're one of the most honest heroes, kinda like All Might, but better. You don't take any of the money given to you for your own selfish desires and you work behind the scenes, but your presence is so well known as a hero no villain has dared to come against you~" he cooed, digging into his coat pocket, pulling out a pocket knife.

Your body tensed slightly as you narrowed your eyes at the villain.

The blade lifting your chin so he could get you to look up into his crimson hues or as means to threaten you into not trying anything.

"And I want to use you, gods I want to use this pretty little face of yours to scare the other heroes and scum into accepting their new fate!" As he spoke he brought the knife down, cutting open the shirt to expose your breasts being held up by a simple black laced bralette.

"And what fate might that be Shigaraki...? You don't think that I would actually comply with such a request." As you spoke Shigaraki grinned, running his free hand through his hair, being sure to keep his hair out of his face so you could get a good look at his face as he knelt down.

"You'll comply Y/N, because if you don't a lot of unnecessary innocents will die and as a hero isn't it your duty to protect them?" He asked, you growled quietly and he grinned.

"The fate that they will be facing is none other than serving under me, see that bastard overhaul had the idea right, but he couldn't pull it off. He couldn't see the bigger picture." The blue haired male paused, this time cutting off the skirt you wore, exposing a simple black laced panties to match your bralette.

"Turn that little concoction into a gas, spread it out far and wide. It'll cause riots and they'll all come crawling out of the woodworks... all those fake shitty heroes. Their excuses would be that they don't have quirks so they can't do their duty... but someone like you. You'd be fine after all you don't have a quirk do you?" Your eyes widened.

You did have a quirk, but your quirk was useless unless you died.

Your quirk was reincarnation.

"No no... wait you do have a quirk don't you?" He asked, the blade dragging along your stomach gently but he pulled it back dragging the blade down your wrists drawing blood, making you clench your jaw.

You didn't answer him.

"Your quirk, I started noticing a pattern while looking through your files, you were always on the brink of death or announced dead but a few days later you were alive by some miracle. Your quirk is reincarnation."

'Fuck' was the only thought running through your mind.

"It's useful... see we're gonna use it... we're gonna fake your death and then kill you again... and again and again until you give up~ until you become my mindless servant~ well you'll still have your brains and whatnot but you won't have a free will." He brought the blade down cutting off the bralette now, the blade leaving a trail of red between your breasts.

"And... oh wow I'm gonna mark every inch of this body..." he mumbled as he shifted you slightly back, exposing your stomach.

The blade dragging along your skin, it was going deep and you were doing your best to bite back any noises that threatened to escape but you couldn't.

You cried out in pain as he carved his name into your stomach.

Crimson liquid dripping from the wound and pooling beneath you.

"See I'm not gonna kill you, not yet... I wanna toy with you..." he said.

Standing up slowly.

Watching you pant as crimson stained your panties, stockings and skin.

"I wanna see how far I can push you until you beg for death or maybe you're a masochist." He trailed off for a moment as he dragged the blade along your chest, drawing blood making you wince slightly.

His fingers, except one, pushed your hair out of your face before he cupped your cheek looking down at you, keeping his pinky lifted.

"What a pathetic hero... crying from a few minor wounds..." he mumbled trailing his thumb over your pouting lip.

"This could change into pleasure if you just agree..." he mumbled, that was a lie.

You knew it, he was gonna kill you.

But you nodded. You dont know what you agreed too, your brain was becoming muffled, any words he spoke you could barely make out in that second.

His hand reached down and decayed the chains holding you down.

You were too shaky to move as he helped you up, you couldn't concentrate, the pain was too much, blood and sweat mixing together burnt so fucking badly.

He had removed his jacket now, he had on a white shirt, but in your pained haze you didn't notice he was hard until you felt it pressing against your blood covered panties, his white shirt staining red with your blood.

You were sitting on a bed an old bed by the looks of it, one that had barely been used but you knew it was old because they hadn't made a mattress like this in some time.

"Hmm...~" he hummed as he ripped off the panties and pulled out his cock, his tip brushing against your pussy folds making you whimper.

You didn't understand what was going on with your body, you thought you'd be feeling pain especially a stinging sensation from your wounds but... no, instead you felt nothing but pleasure, especially since Shigaraki had buried himself deep inside you.

Placing kisses along your throat as he started bouncing up up and down on his cock, your hands tugging a little at his hair as he had you bounce.

Watching your perky breasts bounce along with you.

"Hmm~ theres a good girl just like that~" he cooed as he bounced you faster in his lap, his free hand had a grip on the pocket knife, but you were to wrapped up in your own pleasure to realise or even feel the cold, bloodied blade pressing against your throat.

The moment you two had gotten close to your orgasms was the moment he dragged the blade across your throat, slitting it, bloody instantly gushing out.

This sensation... gods you couldn't describe it.

It was a new level of ecstasy, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you were basically gargling your blood which spilt from your throat your hands trying to stop the bleeding but you couldn't you couldn't focus your orgasm mixed with death felt way too good, your entire body gave a few more jolts and twitches before you actually blacked out.

Going into that void between life and death as if your soul was resting for a brief moment.

...

When you had woken up, or rather shot up gasping for air, your hands moving for your throat as you tried to feel if the wound was still there...

You were in a different room from the one where you were killed, Shigaraki no where to be seen but you were naked. Some dried blood still staining your fingers and some parts of your body.

"You're awake, that's just wonderful~" he hummed.

"Two days and you're all healed up." He hummed.

"How was dying and cumming?" he asked as he brought a glass of water over to you which you accepted happily chugging it down instantly.

"Good..." you answered trailing off.

Good?

That was your answer?

You should have been trying to escape to get away from him... why were you sitting here acting like he hadn't just killed you.

"I heard that's the best form of ecstasy, a shame I can't try it~" he said with a chuckle.

"Relax Y/N, theres no reason for you to leave yet right?"

"I... no. I don't." You answered truthfully.

You didn't need to leave.

"Good girl~ I'll take good care of you~" he hummed.

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[Also I'm basing this off of that really messed up hentai Euphoria 👀 if you know... you know mate, also please don't kill your s/o while you fucking lmao it's not very plus ultra. Also this is fictional. So... JUST FICTIONAL MATE, also if you read the entire thing well done.]

[anninhiliation]

CNCO ft. Dirty Texts

Part 1

Masterlist Part 2

Richard

I feel like Richuki would send you little reminders about how you're his

Homeboy has the daddy kink

So he'll be like

Whose daddys good little princess

Is my baby girl already soaked for daddy

Whose pretty pussy is this?

The right answer: yours daddy all yours

You call him daddy and he will melt lowkey

Daddy Richard loves to worship your body so every inch of your warm flesh gets his attention

His plump lips would kiss you everywhere building up the tension between your legs

When he finally gets to the needy little mess he created he will have you SCREAMING

The man knows how to devour you

Between his tongue ruining your little cunt he'd mumble

Daddys little slut likes that aye

Princess you taste so good

Daddys good little girl

Have you falling apart in seconds mintues with his head buried between your legs

Chris

Ay papa

He likes his fucktoys nasty

Hes an exhibitionist so you have to be nasty to ride his huge cock

The nastier the better

Why can I see his dick hardening if you were to purr daddy into his ear

Like just imagine him fucking you somehwere public

And hes all like

You dirty little girl

What if someone where to walk in finding out what a dirty little slut you are

You're falling apart as his huge cock stretches out your tight little hole

The tip is pounding the right spot

Your cumming with incoherent words but the only coherent word was Daddy

He would fuck you so hard after that

You're going to cum again as he cums filling up that little hole of yours with his seed

Your tight little hole cums again as its over stimulated

I'm done I'm pregnant

Zabdiel

Papi is here to please

So like imagine hes in the studio and you wanna hang out after he gets out so you casually ask

Whatcha gonna do after work?

And this Puerto Rican meal goes

Go down on you

And papi isnt kidding

Once the two of you link up

Hes right to business

Papis hungry

He spreads your legs exposing your soaked mess

He hasnt even fully touched you yet

But hes already have you all riled up

And he knows how to go cross cuntry

He knows where to suck an nibble tugging on your sensitive area

He pays attention to more than just your pearl

It comes to him so effortless

Between his sinning hes mumbling nasty things like Richuki

So tastey

Niña que dulce

You like that

You're falling apart already

Hes not full though so theres a round two

Sometimes a three

Sometimes a four

It depends on how much you can feed him without you dying

King of edging you when hes in the mood

And king of over stimulating you as a reward

Listen Zabdiel started this whole thing so go yell at him

Erick

Hes cheeky

Down to let you know hes in the mood

You probably didnt even do anything filthy

But hes riled up

And lets you know

He had to text you cause the both of you are in a loud public place

Best believe you tease him a bit

Make him all nice and hard

Erick doesnt take that very well

Pulls you aside somewhere secluded

Like a bathroom

Fucks you until hes fully satisfied

You're getting face fucked too

My little Cuban Sandwich would dominate your little ass

Make your pussy so sore

And he knows it

Cheeky lil fuck is proud about it

Probably plays with it as you cry out you cant take it anymore

But you teased me mami

Quieres que paró

Cause your pussy is screaming dont stop

Youre not walking right for a while baby girl

Joel

Joels sassy

You're blunt

He asks why you're acting weird

And you let him know

I mean same bitch

You need a nice big cock to stretch you out

And fill you up

You best believe that your text will make him blush

But also when you guys are alone

He will fuck you

Until you're both fully satisfied

Grunting little nasty things like

Not getting fucked on the regular?

What about now?

You need more baby?

Look how pretty you are baby

Your pussy looks so pretty alll stretched out for me

Dont forget about sucking him off

Baby you look so pretty with my cock in your mouth

Baby taste my cum

You look so beautiful drooling all over me

[punkscowardschampions]

Joe & Ronnie

Joe: [Enough time later that you might think you’ll not hear from him again, realistically like a day or two but given what you did it’d seem like longer/regret and dip ‘cos ya should but we know that ain’t it]

Joe: you spent Charlie’s modelling money yet

Ronnie: long gone baby like you

Ronnie: if you were after a cut shouldve taken it sooner

Joe: nah, it’s yours

Joe: his but sounds like he enjoyed himself, by her account

Joe: no need to ask what you spent it on

Ronnie: but you wanna hear my account yeah

Ronnie: thats what this is

Joe: do you think that’s what this is

Ronnie: youre not taking up space in my head mckenna

Joe: and not in your diary, as you pointed out up top

Joe: busy busy yeah

Ronnie: i werent asked to audition to be a doss student cunt 💔

Ronnie: & the one he brought back didnt fancy me enough to ask me to join in either

Ronnie: busy getting out their way

Joe: leave it a couple years you’ll be a mature student and they ask less questions

Joe: how rude

Joe: after you told him about your massive cock and everything? 💔

Ronnie: go ed and dig me up when youve graduated then

Ronnie: 3s a crowd when 2 of em are scousers & the others from fuck knows where didnt have you to translate or the horse for scale

Joe: after an invite? Sure thing, sis

Joe: not Kent then, gutted

Ronnie: less questions you said put your ? away gobshite

Ronnie: not england but i aint a skinhead who cares so hes as alive as dorothy ever leaves em

Joe: people love that though

Joe: black EDL members and asian conservatives, such a laugh for ‘em

Ronnie: too late to go back and put the boot in now he ll have been shown the door & it wasnt me getting a name or number

Joe: his loss all ‘round then, I get it

Ronnie: yeah

Joe: alright, so I need linking

Ronnie: you got cash or you selling yourself

Joe: I’ve got cash, just not the contact

Ronnie: hand it over ill pick up for you

Joe: you think i’m that green

Ronnie: what colour do you reckon you are

Joe: you’ve got no prejudice, apparently, so what’s it matter

Joe: [picture of some of the multi-coloured bruises you acquired]

Ronnie: he was a pussy & you want me to connect you to people who aint

Ronnie: youre an easy target

Joe: you wanna pocket my money yourself instead, I get it

Joe: you can have a % of the shit, alright

Joe: not asking you to do it for nothing

Ronnie: thats all theyd do when you show up with your baby face and habit

Ronnie: ill take your money & still have it pocketed cos i dont need student loans to score no shit are you asking me to do it for nothing

Joe: what you gonna give me to keep hold of ‘til you give me mine

Ronnie: add an arm to your collection what do i care

Joe: yeah, what do ya

Ronnie: you want a easy pick up get a schoolboy plug i dont know any

Ronnie: i care about money youre ready to waste

Joe: that’s part of the appeal

Joe: why get it in a safe, nearly legitimate way

Joe: half the fun, eh, alright, alright

Joe: do it then, I don’t know no fucker else I can ask yet, I’ve gambled on worse

Ronnie: i just wanna get it thats the fun

Ronnie: get into a fight with whoever the fuck you like whenever for a pissing contest

Joe: you wanna start one ‘fore I’ve given you the cash and you’ve given me mine?

Joe: that’s blatant bullshit

Ronnie: you wish

Ronnie: save your childish excitement for the phone call home like

Joe: nah, you’re full of shit that it’s not just as much about the company and authentic experience

Joe: there’s plenty dealers that are nowt but businessmen

Joe: nothing but a transaction and they’ll sell to a junkie and city banker as one in the same

Joe: don’t act like you don’t have a deathwish or what was the point of taking me there and showing me

Ronnie: where the fuck am i meeting buisinessmen or getting the cash to pay em

Ronnie: dont be fucking rem

Joe: everyone’s stupid enough to wanna get their dick sucked over cold hard cash every other deal, no matter how presentable or legit they play

Ronnie: ive got the links ive got

Joe: fine

Joe: where you wanna do this then

Ronnie: whats your problem

Ronnie: [but a location anyway]

Joe: what’s mine

Joe: thought we’d covered that in length or are you less convinced now

Ronnie: convinced youve got fuck all to cry about

Joe: obviously

Joe: definitely bother with you if that were true

Ronnie: you wanted a big sister im doing all the hand holding

Joe: I never did and I still don’t

Joe: but you carrying on with the pretence if it makes you feel better

Ronnie: i didnt come to you or ask for fuck all to make me better

Joe: yeah you’re blameless

Joe: all in my fucked up head and not yours

Joe: what’s it like being an 👼🏼

Ronnie: i already told you you aint in my head & you werent in my veins for long enough to get fucking soft about it

Joe: i’ll be there in [however long that’d take you]

Ronnie: boss

Joe: you sound like them, you know

Ronnie: i dunno who the fuck youre talking about

Joe: the rest of the fam, of course

Joe: glad to see that the level of chatting bollocks to make yourself feel better is genetic, s’not depressing at all

Ronnie: that still dont clear fuck all up for me except that youre a bigger cunt than i thought

Joe: you don’t think about me

Joe: and none of that shit happened, your memory loss and confusion extends to that, don’t worry

Ronnie: you like me but you still compare me to em every chance you get

Ronnie: fuck you

Joe: yeah, fuck me

Joe: like you haven’t just

Joe: forget it, actually forget it

Ronnie: youre as full of shit as you reckon I am

Ronnie: forget that its been ages & youre speaking up now cause you want something

Joe: i haven’t been able to flick my brain onto anything else, never mind shut it down, I haven’t slept or eat or done anything to take me away from it, you

Joe: and it meant nothing to you

Joe: fuck you

Ronnie: gear not me

Ronnie: theres the authentic experience you were going on about

Joe: no

Ronnie: yeah

Joe: this is what I mean

Joe: you know as well as I do what it was

Joe: why are you fucking lying and saying I am

Ronnie: im a junkie all i do is lie & nothing else means anything to me

Ronnie: youre worse than green if you dont fucking know that

Joe: you’re lying that it meant nothing

Joe: not lying that it did

Joe: even if it made you fucking sick, that isn’t nothing and I don’t believe you

Ronnie: dont believe me i dont care who the fuck are you

Joe: your brother

Ronnie: youre nothing

Joe: yeah right

Ronnie: the dealer means more

Joe: already pointed out you’re that much of a cliche

Ronnie: what we can’t both be a cliche take it then

Joe: never heard that one

Ronnie: nows your chance to make a final comparison between me & whatever family member you hate or are turned on by the most

Joe: final chance, alright then, sound even more stupid

Ronnie: sound like more of a pussy that youre kicking off over this but not gonna fuck off

Joe: why would I?

Joe: i’m not pretending that it weren’t a thing

Ronnie: nah youre pretending it was

Ronnie: whoever the fuck ever told you youre special is the liar here like

Joe: your mate don’t count, you ain’t done that before either so fuck off with your jaded routine

Ronnie: hes my brother when & where it counts

Joe: there’s no blood and no reason not to go there, that’s where it counts

Ronnie: if i wanted to fuck you too your ma wouldnt stop me she means even less than you

Joe: yeah

Joe: you and your life aren’t totally fucked because of how much you care

Ronnie: you dont know shit about me or my life

Joe: you wish

Ronnie: you dont

Joe: or do you, actually

Joe: you shove it in everyone’s face, what do you reckon everyone thinks

Ronnie: youve seen a few scars & now youve seen into my soul yeah

Ronnie: shut the fuck up for all you know i lived a couple of doors down from you for your whole bullshit childhood

Joe: you look like that and reckon it doesn’t scream mommy issues? Fuck off, you aren’t that dumb

Ronnie: fuck you

Ronnie: everything you do is pure about her

Joe: not everything but I can admit she contributed

Ronnie: shes the 1st bitch to fuck me over but not the only is the difference between us

Ronnie: that unwanted bullshit was a pattern

Joe: you don’t know me either

Ronnie: i know you had a set of parents who kept hold of you however fucking west you were

Ronnie: no cunt was calling you racist shit or trying to touch you up

Joe: you’ve got a monopoly on fucked then, got it

Ronnie: like fuck have i but mine dont start & stop at mommy dearest how you think

Joe: of course it doesn’t

Joe: neither does mine

Ronnie: stop acting like youre an expert on how and why my head is wrecked and i wont have to kick yours in

Joe: you started it

Joe: but that’s good with me

Ronnie: get over yourself mckenna

Ronnie: you like what i start

Joe: i prefer the other night

Ronnie: yeah i like when youre getting punched in the face too

Joe: you can do the honours in a bit

Joe: fuck healing, yeah

Ronnie: what did your girlfriend say

Joe: oh, I got mugged and her dad’s gonna get her some pepper spray and a rape alarm 👍

Ronnie: hot

Ronnie: but she ll have dreamt you fell off the horse only got the single fantasy in her

Joe: that her dad’s so responsible and caring? would be her #2 if she had the range

Ronnie: if hes delivering that shit in person let me know so i can start something with him

Joe: oh god

Joe: that reminds me

Joe: She wants to invite Charlie over for like, a dinner party or something

Ronnie: if her daddy is there hes gonna need that rape alarm back off her to fend off mary

Joe: 😂

Joe: idk if she’s that oblivious and now wants Charlie to fuck her, or she thinks he’s my only mate 🙄

Ronnie: shes over you baby i scared her off

Joe: or she thought you was gonna ask for a line 😏

Joe: if that’s true I’ll owe you, again

Ronnie: ket hook up

Joe: you think she’ll let her love be in pain on your behalf?

Joe: not likely

Ronnie: not gonna ask politely

Joe: hot

Joe: I was gonna hit you up sooner

Joe: I tried to find you after

Ronnie: you didnt try hard

Joe: I only had one eye, by that point

Ronnie: im an attention whore with screaming mommy issues cant make it no easier to spot me in a crowd

Joe: in that crowd?

Joe: or will you be pissy if I call you dime a dozen

Ronnie: still got the accent as my own personal rape alarm

Joe: where’d you go then

Ronnie: youre a tourist theres no point telling you

Joe: if you left with that lad, no need to go over the details, got the picture

Ronnie: why the fuck would i leave with him

Joe: you mean you weren’t in his pants for his benefit

Joe: careful, getting bit close to honesty

Ronnie: i mean to go where i dont need a horse or an en suite

Ronnie: youre a hopeless romantic like

Joe: that’s a new complaint, I’ll tell my exes

Joe: deffo their fault after-all, buzzing

Ronnie: how many are there

Joe: get less slut-shaming off Soph, cheek

Joe: I dunno, I had to keep it moving because of all the secret mommy issues, you know

Joe: I’ll do a tally

Ronnie: its not already carved into your arm no wonder theyre pissy at you

Joe: if that worked for any of ‘em they could come back from the ex thing

Joe: 💔

Ronnie: try her initials whatever the fuck they are in between dinner party courses and win her back

Joe: you should come

Ronnie: id be made up if she pepper sprays me

Joe: it’d be the only way this won’t be the worst evening ever

Ronnie: loads of ways to take out your other eye ill pass you a spoon

Joe: give a go doing my A-Z carving with it too

Joe: 🤞 she invites her twink classmate and you can try for your threesome

Ronnie: she’ll get in there before us cause youll have distracted me with the state of your cackhanded 💘 carving

Joe: can’t say I’d be sorry

Ronnie: you catholics invented anal but i reckon its overrated

Joe: you’d probably feel different if that’s where your g-spot was but can’t say I disagree with that either, not that that’s anything too deep to have in common so we’re fine

Joe: and raised strictly un-catholic so the pope can’t have a go

Ronnie: nah no cunt would find it if it was there either

Joe: 💔 baby

Ronnie: you mean it

Joe: yeah

Joe: which bit, though

Ronnie: my invite to the shitshow

Joe: ‘course

Joe: if it’s shit, you’ll only have yourself to blame for not livening it up enough

Joe: and I will have to kill myself if I have to be there sincerely

Ronnie: he knows about you

Ronnie: might wanna kill yourself if he opens his mouth

Joe: oh

Joe: so I’m gonna have to act all nice and respectful, yeah

Ronnie: if you wanna make me sound full of shit

Joe: what did you say?

Ronnie: told him i shot you he werent best pleased about it but youre not his brother so fuck all he can do

Joe: sweet

Joe: still not gonna fuck him though

Ronnie: hed get your g spot for you 🍒

Joe: not if he’s worried about my innocence

Ronnie: hes worried about my head getting wrecked not yours only bitch who is

Joe: you’ll have to tell him what you told me

Joe: I ain’t in there

Ronnie: you fairies bring everything back to your obsession with your mothers course hes no fucking exception

Ronnie: & cos i stole my file when i was a kid he thinks i give a shit too you were part of the happy 🏡 picture he was getting in a flap about but i tore through that 🌈 optimism with the 💉

Ronnie: you can have lively

Joe: better he knows than goes on about it

Joe: it’s far from 🌈☀️ even if you were up for it

Ronnie: every soft lad but him knows its ⛈ if not outright 🌨

Joe: when I started looking, if you were like them, I weren’t even gonna bother to talk to you

Joe: just give her the info and let her do it herself

Joe: but I knew you weren’t

Ronnie: told you youd have liked me at 9

Joe: 😏 yeah yeah

Ronnie: shed have bailed before scrolling that far back even with the pure messy sketchy shit kept off for the sake of dorothys cv

Joe: idk,she bangs on about her own glory days as ‘precaution’ enough

Joe: probably dead proud

Ronnie: raincheck on dinner i gotta go slit my throat after hearing that like

Joe: yeah, it’s real fun

Joe: far as starters go though, you’re welcome

Ronnie: cos you owe me go ed & drag my corpse there dress it up like horse girl and send her that info so i dont make her proud yeah

Joe: gotcha

Joe: the fibres sending Soph down are an unfortunate side-affect or added bonus, depending how you feel

Ronnie: dressing like a dyke art teacher is shady to my mourners hed have loved having me on the team

Joe: sure she wants to be buried in her jodhpurs, like

Joe: not gay but kink-adjacent, he’ll be alright

Ronnie: inside the horse youll have to hollow it out for her

Joe: poor horse not ready to be made into glue but there we go

Ronnie: but when youre ready to follow me to the grave only need a plastic bag

Joe: follow you anywhere, or whatever sounds good in a song

Ronnie: not had a little brother like that before

Ronnie: never know the mime is behind you or not

Joe: he shy or you cut his tongue out altogether

Ronnie: saving that for you cos i know how you feel about 🍒 & theres fuck all else left

Ronnie: hed never get attention whore out or mommy issues w & m forget it

Joe: I can feel the slutshame

Joe: there hasn’t been hundreds, come on

Joe: you were being weird, I needed to get you talking, it worked

Ronnie: how many then

Joe: I guess 6 total, not counting anyone before like 15 because that isn’t real, maybe 7 but we might be pushing the term girlfriend there

Ronnie: 💘 how many songs

Joe: not destined for the bin? Fuck all

Joe: cliche points off the charts though

Ronnie: i know youve seen the busking vids hes still got posted up that im in i cant say shit

Joe: you’re good

Joe: even when you have to go Top40 for the tips

Joe: class thing about the cello, looks more pitiful ‘cos the case is massive, people try to fill it, like

Ronnie: soz im not killing myself fast enough for you

Ronnie: miss me with your schoolboy cliches 🖕

Joe: don’t worry, the songs were ‘insert name here’ jobs if they were anything

Joe: don’t wanna sound like I’m singing about a 75 year old bloke, do I

Ronnie: if itd been changed you wouldnt have found me shit at stalking as you are songwriting like

Joe: you’ve already got your own song anyway, don’t be greedy

Ronnie: ill keep you some 🐴 if youre not

Ronnie: 1st thing i tried if you do wanna follow after us

Joe: trip down memory lane we can both handle

Joe: ‘course

Ronnie: dont have any exes itll have to do

Joe: prefer the ket

Ronnie: write a song about it

Joe: [blatantly will in a pisstake way]

Ronnie: k gonna be dead easy to carve with the spoon can do it rattling

Joe: your faith in my abilities is appreciated

Ronnie: youre not fucking here youll have to

Joe: just got out the station hold on

Ronnie: fuck telling me to hold on you hurry up

Joe: if you shut up I can run

Ronnie: can you

Joe: fuck off i’m not that unfit 😂

Ronnie: nah dead fit far as homos and horse girls reckon

Joe: lucky me

Ronnie: youve had 7 bitches no cunts gonna feel sorry for you

Joe: all various shades of boring though

Ronnie: no shit

Joe: so you’re saying you ain’t gutted for me? 💔

Ronnie: your virginity sob story is like me in that crowd of cunts you couldnt find your way through

Joe: Christ, don’t remind me, first and last time I ever went near a virgin

Ronnie: theyre all older than you itd be pathetic well as boring

Joe: exactly

Joe: too much hassle having to worry about them, destroys any point of doing it

Ronnie: gotta put their kids in the cupboard as is

Joe: fortune in gaffa tape, like

Ronnie: still not 💔 mckenna going on about how flush you are since i met you

Joe: amazing how far you can stretch the loans when you steal Soph’s food and do fuck all that ain’t necessary

Joe: not like I actually dated any sugar mommies

Joe: should’ve, clearly but carefree 18-25s are easiest actually

Ronnie: gears necessary now youre gonna have to start stealing more than her pasta shapes

Joe: you’re my manager now, are you 😏

Joe: there’s shit I can do, music gigs, it’s fine

Ronnie: fine for your baby habit

Ronnie: it wont last

Joe: alright doom and gloom

Joe: not gonna learn how to cover my teeth yet

Ronnie: fuck off & fuck you

Joe: i’m here so come say it to my face

Ronnie: youre not better than me cos you can nod through a cello practice

Joe: where’d I say I was

Ronnie: when you said how fucking functional you are

Joe: I didn’t, I said I could get cash, that’s all

Ronnie: so can i its not the fucking point

Joe: and I didn’t say you couldn’t so what’s yours

Ronnie: youre not a fucking kid at the pool if youre gonna pussy out cos the waters too cold fucking do it

Joe: I’m in and you know that

Joe: so let me in

Ronnie: bullshit are you

Ronnie: youre proud of yourself for treading water

Joe: you’ve got the plug, I’ve got the cash, what is the problem with that

Joe: it’s an equalizer, if anything

Ronnie: we ll never be equal

Ronnie: you can cover your arm run off to class & pick up another boring girl whenever the fuck you like

Joe: what do you want me to do, seriously

Joe: say it

Ronnie: stop talking

Ronnie: fucks sake

Joe: [Show up hun]

Ronnie: [I love the idea that they have to wait around for ages for this dealer in awkward silence haha]

Joe: [the casual tension]

Ronnie: [god knows what she’s gonna use to ease the tension with a lil bit o self harm because god knows where they even are, I worry about you and all the infections you would get gal]

Joe: [the casual one-upmanship until you’re interrupted]

Ronnie: [we know she’s not paying him in cash and we know why she’s not please don’t get into another fight Joseph]

Joe: [got to let that one go as she was specifically like you’re not better than me, probably fuck off whilst that happens ‘cos not gonna stick about]

Ronnie: [take your heroin and calm down huns]

Joe: [hope you take enough to pass out ‘cos you’re not gonna be in any sort of mood now either of ya lol]

Ronnie: [we’ll do you both that favour]

[karmanticmoved]

1-85 uwu

j esus okay

1. describe yourself.

uh,, emotional ig, dumbass, quiet, exhausted all of the time, v queer, healthy mix of feminine and masculine, insecure, and not tha t great tbh. kinda a pussy ass b itch

2. if you could go anywhere for a week all expenses paid where would it be?

idrk. maybe somewhere like a hella nice beach in another country, maybe somewhere in europe. i like travelling but i hate the travel to get there and have no money so i havent put thought into it. maybe hawaii or somewhere like that.

3. do you have siblings?

the one thats still alive is my half brother

4. what is your favorite constellation, why?

orion maybe bc i don't know a lot but i can see that one from my bedroom window even in the city n idk. its comforting. or scorpius cause i'm a scorpio

5. favorite color.

yellow, pink, or blue.

6. what kind of music do you listen to?

almost anything. whatever catches my interest.

7. favorite flower. (you can name as many as you want cause flowers are awesome)

forgot what i said last time but those

yellow carnations i think?

8. if you could do magic, what is the first spell you would learn?

maybe smth to put myself to sleep immediately bc f uCk

9. favorite childhood memory.

my summer camp memories are pretty great. also memories of my dad and i going fishing are good.

10. have you ever been cheated on?

i mean in theory i couldve been bc online relationships but no. n im polyam and have identified as such for a majority of my relationships so no.

11. if you could describe your perfect room, what would it be?

big but not too big, yknow? like big enough that it can be filled and have room to walk around and lay on the ground or whatever but not Empty. and a pretty big bed to stretch out on, n a closet in the room. multiple windows w blackout curtains so theres light but it can be blocked out. n fluffy rugs or carpeting but preferably rugs in case smth spills so we can get it out of at least Remove the rug. and probably a cat tree thing in corner for dipper. n a computer desk and actual lights that light up the whole room. but probably,, fairy lights too bc full lights too bright. and i kinda want a pink room but blue or yellow work also. a nd pride flags on the walls + posters and various other stuff bc plain walls are boring. and tons n tons of b ooks too.

12. favorite animal.

river otter

13. what was the last photo you took of?

cat

14. do you believe in soul mates?

i'm not sure. i do kinda think there are people who you will like. really really click with and who become so important in your life that they're like. apart of u yknow? but i don't think that anyone as an individual needs to keep those people in their life forever. they arent destined to stay with them, and they shouldnt force that relationship (platonic, familial, romantic, or whatever) even if they were close for years and years. screw destiny. youll have people you care about, and sometimes you have to break that bond to save yourself, and thats okay. there will be other people who can and will be just as important. that got kinda off topic skbsks. i don't think theres really like Destiny soulmates. but there could be like. soulmates in the sense of for however long we're together, we're soul bonded. even if its not forever. does that even make se nse skbsns

15. do you hang toilet paper over or under?

over is the one thats socially acceptable right

16. your go to place to eat & your favorite thing to get there.

idk theres a place near a movie theater closeish to my house and its a nice little cafe and i dont eat there bc i dont eat much in general but i get their bubble tea and i love. raspberry bubble tea w rose popping bubbles. its comfort drink.

17. do you believe everything happens for a reason?

no. sometimes shit happens for no reason, and its bullshit, but you can't reverse it, so you gotta figure out how to move on from it.

18. guilty pressures?

im assuming thats meant to be pleasures

umm,, idrk. i don't know what exactly i like that would count as a guilty pleasure so,,

19. favorite mythical creature, why?

merpeople are s o cool i fuckin. love funky aquatic pals hell yeah. maybe im just Water babey but. they're rad. dragons are also hella cool bc like dragons???? theyre scaly and prett y and can breathe fire or have wings and kill u?? also like selkies bc again. water. but i used to hear a lot of stories abt them and theyre so nea t

20. something most people don’t know about you.

i have the potential to be a huge asshole and also kinda Wish to fuckin murder someone sometimes but. i act nice most of the time anyway.

not murder murder but i can get angr y enough that i just wanna Stab smth

21. where did you grow up, what was it like?

grew up kinda near the edge of the city, still in it but not like the main city area. in western washington. it was kinda rly boring, i used to spend a lot more time outside or just by myself playing with leaves or toys or whatever. when i had friends i played make believe w them even when outside of school. so yeah. boring id say.

22. do you believe aliens exist?

sure.

23. what was your last google search?

other than names for some actors n stuff, i was looking up various star wars things

24. what did your last relationship teach you?

the one that like. ended? i guess thatd be. be careful with your own feelings and try to figure them out before jumping into anything, and also don't try to force smth that in reality isnt really working.

25. would you relocate for love?

honestly yeah

26. do you hold grudges or forgive easy?

both. it just depends on how badly i or someone i care about was hurt by it. more likely to hold a grudge if a friend was hurt by someone d eep enough to leave a lasting impact or if they don't get a genuine apology i will be 🔫🔫. or if the person keeps hurting them. even if that person is also my friend.

27. favorite book.

favorite graphic novel is bloom by kevin panetta

favorite books in general are autoboyography, more happy than not, and what if its us. all gay. i know. its okay. im a kinnie.

28. do you consider yourself an extrovert or introvert?

introvert by far

29. have you ever kept a journal, do you now?

i tried once. i probably will have to once i go see a therapist, or at least one for my Bad Thoughts

30. top 5 favorite movies.

in no particular order

little shop of horrors, love simon, coco, it (2017 and 1990), and shazam! ig? maybe others but i definitely Forgot all the shit ive watched

31. do you believe that everything happens for a reason?

no

32. what is your greatest fear?

definitely gotta be all of the people i love hating me and abandoning me or secretly hating me and then leaving me without saying anything. and the worst part is im always afraid its gonna happen babeyy

33. favorite alcoholic beverage.

im baby

34. most embarrassing thing you’ve done.

im embarrassed by my own existence. i don't remember the Most embarrassing thing

35. do you believe in ghosts?

not until i have proof that i can actually trust and believe in

36. what is the best and worst part of your personality?

idk ig im nice. but im also. very easily set off on certain emotions especially the bad ones which sucks like especially jealousy bc i dont wanna!! feel jealous!! tho i think that ties into my greatest fear bc my brain immediately tells me im useless to everyone and they hate me. but. sometimes i get jealous and then feel bad for that and then hate myself for all of it. bc my friends deserve to hang out w other people and care about other people im just fucking stupid babey !!

37. should you split the dinner bill?

i rly don't get why you wouldnt tbh like if u both wanna be there u should both pay. but if one person gonna pay it should be the person that asked.

38. are you a good liar?

most of the time. when it comes to my mental health i can either lie great or im literally breaking down in front of the person so

39. what keeps you up at night?

depressing thoughts. anxiety about everything. wishing i could cuddle and fall asleep w jay. sometimes i just cant sleep bc im too restless.

40. would you rather go without your phone or music?

music. i need my phone to text my friends and i Need my friends

41. do you believe in god?

what god would let the world get to the point its at. what god would allow people to do such fucked up shit.

no. i don't.

42. how do you relax when frustrated?

cry, take a nap, take a shower, listen to music, cuddle dipper

43. what’s something that offends you?

when people go "oh yeah i support gay rights but im still gonna eat at chick fil a bc its good" like i get so fucking. pissed off by that. youre not gonna fucking s ta rv e without their goddamn chicken. i know a bi person who goes there and says its okay bc they dont Directly Give Their money to Specifically anti gay organisations but im just. ugh. fucking pissed bc there are other places to get food just avoid the one place for fucks sake. their food is good it doesnt matter. its like saying yeah pewdiepie is a bad person and nazi and a racist asshole but his videos r funni haha so im gonna watch him anyway

44. favorite food

i hate myself whenever i eat food

45. if you were on a 10 hour flight and could sit and talk to any person the entire time, who would it be?

@destinedformuchmore or @pinaplelee

46. when do you feel the most confident?

never? but ig i feel confident when working on tech construction during theater tech. as long as i know what im doing.

47. what do you do in your free time?

sleep. draw. cry. play video games. talk to my friends.

48. is there anyone who has completely lost your respect

matpat did for being a dick abt neopronouns and making a transphobic joke and only apologizing when a cis person told him to. not when hundreds of trans people did. and also other jokes that are inherently offensive to various groups. a n d for making extremely not Child friendly jokes in his videos which are very much targeted towards kids. say what you will about the target audience, there are a lot of children who watch them. please stop making creepy nsfw jokes if you won't even swear, sir.

49. have you ever broken someone’s heart?

i guess so yeah. but she also broke mine first.

50. did/do you play sports in school?

i did. i don't anymore bc highschool sports are bullshit but. basketball, ultimate, and soccer.

51. when are you happiest?

talkin 2 jay prolly

52. coffee or tea?

tea

53. what is one possession you own you wouldn’t want to live without?

my binder. or my stuffed cat puppet thing ive had since i was 7

54. what is the first thing you notice about a person?

their general emotions, mostly. like if theyre in a good mood or if theyre bored or distracted or whatever. or if they seem interested in actually talking to me

55. what is your favorite season, why?

fall. my birthday, the atmosphere is nice, it's pretty, its hoodie weather.

56. what makes you laugh?

stupid little comments or jokes my friends make tend to make me laugh a lot harder than i should but jabdn

57. are you a clean or messy person?

a mix. i Cannot have some things messy or i will ksjqkd. Die but i don't make my bed too often bc its ha rd when its against 3 walls.

58. what is important for a successful relationship?

communication communication communicati

talk about ur goddamn problems n keep talking to each other.

59. what was your upcoming like?

if thats supposed to be upbringing

idk, very relaxed. pretty easygoing and kinda boring.

60. favorite holiday?

any holiday in december rly. i don't celebrate a Lot but the atmosphere and others celebrating is nice to see. i kinda wish my parents did more to embrace the jewish part in our family blike. whatever. christmas is fun.

61. what is the first thing you’d do if you won the lottery?

give half of it to my parents. and then probably use it for plane ticket

62. what’s the best pizza topping combination?

hawaiian pizza. pinapple n canadian bacon ty

63. favorite outdoor activity.

frisbee

64. how are you? honestly.

not great. i want highschool to end.

65. would you rather go camping in the woods or stay at a beach resort?

idk. camping is fun but if i get to stay at the resort for free i would rly love 2 stay at a resort tbh ive never done that

66. what is the most beautiful thing in nature?

waterfalls. or rivers or just. water in nature. and very green forests. aNd snow.

67. favorite type of candy?

none

68. if your life was a book, what would be the title?

i can and will do arson, an autobiography

69. what movie quotes do you use of a regular bases?

i quote john mulaney and whatever my obsessions are pretty regularly

70. what was cool when you were young but not cool now?

silly bandz. pokemon cards. these weird unicorn figures i collected

71. what’s the craziest conversation you have ever eves dropped on?

im mostly the one having the weird conversations

72. what’s the most interesting documentary you’ve ever watched?

i watched one about dogs and cats and their evolution which was lit

73. what’s the worst hairstyle you’ve had?

when i let the lady just go fuckin ham on my hair bc i was watching spirit that horse movie and didnt wanna stop so it was. rly bad bangs and hella short in back but not the sides

74. what do you like to cook?

whatever im hungry for. i don't have the energy to cook a lot

75. what’s the coolest animal you’ve seen in the wild?

really pretty tropical fish

76. what’s the funniest tv show you’ve ever seen?

idk. i rly like schitts creek its pretty amusing

77. do you usually follow your heart or your head?

heart at first but my head if things get bad

78. what is your favorite quote?

"i have a splitting headache and i think i'm dying. how are you?"

or a character just saying "try harder" when another failed to do smth.

this is supposed to be deep or whatever but im in a Mood

79. what’s the weirdest crush you have ever had?

once had a crush on a character in a minecraft parody lmao

80. what’s your love language?

sending shit that makes me think of them. n just. making tons of stuff for them both online and irl like bracelets.

81. do you ever feel alone?

oh yeah. all the time. im not but it feels like i am which sucks

82. ever been bullied?

yeah

83. are you usually early or late?

late bc of my parents rip

84. what kind of art do you enjoy most?

drawing, or writing. also theater.

85. what do you wish you knew more about?

i just wish i could remember everything ive learned more about. i know a lot i just forget all.

id like to know more about forensics tho

[a-pretty-nerd]

50 Shades of Devon: Part Eight

Devon bostick x reader smut series

Concept: 50 shades of grey…but with Devon Bostick.

A/N: It’s been a little bit, and this being the eighth part, it is now my longest running series. This chapter is the photgraphy smut ya'll originally wanted! As always, your requests and feedback are what keep me goin’!✌❤

Warnings: NSFW, because…sex…and pornography…and bdsm…aaand anal.

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You hadn’t been working as an intern for very long. Perhaps a few months, at most. So when you were told that you would be travelling with the cast and crew to continue filming. You were confused to say the least. Couldn’t they simply hire another intern? And why were you the only intern ask to go?

You sat in Economy class, between two very large and hygiene lacking crew memebers who also worked on the movie. To save time, the majority of the cast and crew flew on the same plane. As a result, you found yourself in a very uncomfortable situation. Once again. Especially when Devon texted you to meet him in the bathroom in five minutes. You never knew he was apart of the mile high club.

He wasn’t. But that didn’t stop him from taking you in the cramp bathroom of the plane. His face stuffed in the crook of your neck, he panted as he finished. Holding you as close as he could. There was something very intimate about it. But also something, extremely terrifying.

The hotel you were out up in, was something of a rat’s nest. Most of the crew, like yourself had to stay there for the few weeks or so while filming occured. Much of which, happened in the gorgeous New England coast side. Filming a scene on the roof of a lighthouse, was probably the most difficult thing, for everyone. By the end of shooting, the majority of cast and crew were ready to get the fuck out of there. Everyone, except for a certain man. Who decided to hide out for a little bit at the very top. When the manager couldn’t find Devon, she asked you to find him. Your legs ached as you walked up the hundreds of stairs all the way up to the deck. The cool, salty, sea air washed over your skin as you stepped up. On the other side of the large light, which was turned off and hidden behind large pieces of glass. A figure stood, leaning against the bar. He looked out onto the serene view over looking the beach. You watched him, as you stepped closer. Stopping a good distance away, not wanting to disrupt his clear, focused state of mind.

“Mr. Bostick?” You ask eventually. His head slowly turns, almost not wanting to look away. He looks into your eyes, and smiles. The sound of the seagulls, and the waves crashing against the land surround the two of you as the wind brushes your hair as it pleases. You look down, and notice something in his hand, a camera. Your cheeks flush at the memory of previous ventures with one.

“My name is Devon, Y/N.” He almost scolds, but yet he has a calm and sweet tone. He gestures for you to walk forward, which you do. You lean on the bar in front of you, and stand next to him. He looks you over, and brushes aside some hair from your face. “May I take a picture of you?” He asks.

“What kind?” You joke, and he huffs in amusement.

“A normal one.”

“Sure.” He stands back, and holds his camera to your back. He directs you to look onto the scene. You hear the ‘eeer eer eer’ and 'click’ of the camera. You go to turn around, but he asks for another one, and you oblige. You turn after two, and he smiles.

“Gorgeous.” He remarks.

“Better than the ones from before?” You ask.

“Nothing is better than the one from before, baby.” He cooes the last word, and leans closer to you. Suddenly he’s not Devon, he’s Master again. He holds your arm and leans in for a kiss.

“We should get going. We’ll get in trouble.” You say, making your way to the door. He sighs.

You spend, maybe a night in your own hotel. One night in particular, Devon requests that you spend the night with him. In the drastically nicer hotel that many of the other actors are put up in. You knock on the door, and unlike any other evening, you’re pulled into the room rather quickly. Devon locks the door behind him, and then leans against it to look at you. Up and down his eyes trail your still clothed body. He’s breathing a little heavily, upon further inspection of his state. He is already hard as a rock, and theres an animal-likeness about him.

“Clothes. Off. Now.” He orders. And you strip for him. You stand there, naked. Goosebumps decorating your skin, and your nipples harden as a result of the cold air. He gives another good hard look at you, and goes to reach down to his cock. Only throw his hand away. He adjusts his posture to stand tall, and walks over to you. He removes his shirt, and tosses to the side. Before looking over you again. “My good girl.” He cooes, gently stroking the back of his hands across your cheek and arms. “You’ll be my good girl tonight. Won’t you?” He asks, and you simply nod. You hear what could have been a soft growl from him. As his hands caress your hips, and slide up your pack. “You reminded me, of those pictures.” He states. “I reviewed them. And somehow, they made me want more.”

“More?” You ask, and he nods slowly. His deep brown eyes staring into yours.

“I brought a few things. I hope you don’t mind.” He smiles, almost cruelly. Leaning in, and kissing your neck. Forcing small gasps from you. “Be my muse. Won’t you?” He asks. You give a nod as you let your eyes close. Giving yourself up to him. “Adda girl.” You hear him step away, and you open your eyes to watch him. He has a few different cases of objects. One, filled with a blindfold, a wip, fabric to tie you up with. The basics of your training. And in another, you watch him put together a digital camera. One of the nice ones, professionals use them. Your heart begins to race.

Suddenly you realise this isn’t a normal session. It’s more of an erotic photo shoot. You ask why he couldn’t till you return home, and he confesses. He wanted to do it in a hotel, because he enjoys the planeness of the room contrasting with you. You has you kneel, and blindfolded. You hear a few clicks. He hands you stand, you hear a click. It starts off, simple. Until you have your hands tied behind your beck. Until you are bent over the bed, with your legs spread. You hear a few clicks. Suddenly, you feel a cold substance drizzled on your backside, and you flinch. He reassures you, its just lube. And he proceeds to practically cover you in it. Producing this shine across your skin. You can almost hear the smile as he talks. You hear a few clicks.

Different positions. Different objects. Within an hour, Devon has teased your properly to the point of beggind. He’s photgraphed you with vibrators, pearls, plugs, dildos, his own figures and tongue. And yet, no release. You whimper helplessly as you hear his shift off of the bed. Leaving you there, tied with your hands behind your back.

“M-Masterrr…” You whine.

“What, darling?” He knows what he’s doing, the bastard.

“Please.” He chuckles cruelly.

“Please, what?”

“Please…make me cum.” You pleased, and you hear another click.

“Had enough, huh? Hmmm. Well. Since you’ve been such a good girl, I’ll let you choose with what I’ll make you come with.”

“Your cock.” You moan without hesitation. No matter how many toys, nothing could compare to the way that man fucks you. To the way he holds you. You should have seen him. Almost surprised. Then it’s replaced with utter pleasure. As he sets the camera down at the side if the bed, and you feel him move over you.

“You want my cock?” He asks, and you nod again. “Mmmhh can’t get enough of me, can you?” He asks, and you shake your head. He hooks his arms under your thighs, and pulls you up and close. He pulls himself out of hi pants, and slowly incerts himself into you. You gasp, as the aching feeling in only hightended. You hear a click. He pulls you closer onto his length so that he as deep as possible. Pushing on cervix gently. Before he suddenly starts to move.

He begins fucking you, making your cry out in pleasure into the hotel room. The idea that others may hear, other actors and staff my hear come to mind. You bite your lip to prevent yourself.

“Let them hear.” Devon growls. “Let them hear you.” He demands. You let yourself go, allowing yourself to cry out Devon’s name. He smiles at this, and removes your blindfold. As his hips smack against yours, he leans in for a deep, passionate kiss. “Thats it baby. Scream my name.” He sucks your neck as he holds your to pound into you. The tightness in your stomach is too much to bare.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” You cry out in reflex to your training. Devon’s body swings back and he grabs the camera. Snapping a picture as the ecstacy washes over you. Capturing your expression in such a moment. For a second, you worrry your look bad. Until you Devon pull out, and plunge his cock into your ass. Thank god, he had prepared you for the moment. Another picture as your eyes go wide in response. “Oh! God!” You cry as he proceeds to fuck you more. Your used pussy confulses from pleasure as the odd sensations course throught you. Before you know it, youre cumming again.

“Sh-Shit.” Devon curses, and you can tell him his expression. He’s more than close. You feel his twitch as he cums inside your ass. “Ohhhh fuck thats it.” He cooes, as he puts the camera down, and caresses your body to calm the both of you. Panting, he pulls out, and lays down on top of you.

“Devon?” You ask after a moment.

“Mh?”

“You’ve never let me call you that in the bedroom before.” You note. “And just now you had me scream it.” He takes a moment, and thinks about it.

“You’re right.”

[alreadyblondenow]

Marvin’s Room

Mark Lee x reader, Haechan x reader // SMUT, ANGST, fluff?, CHEATING!AU, college student!Mark, church boy!Mark, high school! Haechan, high school!reader, virgin!reader, virgin!Mark Summary: Mark being a year older than you was yet another cool thing about him, you had both a boyfriend and a brother. But what will happen to you when Mark finally leaves for college? Word Count: 6k Warnings: Virginity loss, swearing, explicit mature themes, mentions of church and faith, CHEATING, mentions of alcohol Note: I have a few notes again. :))  -This is inspired from the song Marvin’s Room by Drake but Listen to this version if you’re a girl. The phone call almost sounds like Mark :((  -Just like Mark, I love Drake and I’ve been a fan of Drake since 2015  -This is a true story, maybe I just exaggerated some parts but the true ending was not a happy ending.  -If some words were misplaced, I apologise in advance. 

Sundays are beautiful peaceful morning, wearing a nice dress, having breakfast with your whole family and a whole day with your boyfriend, Mark Lee. Although the both of you are busy with church responsibilities, at least you can see each other from afar and spend time together after church.

Being with Mark for three months already was the best decision you made. Everyday became sweeter than yesterday, life was suddenly easy and happy when Mark became your boyfriend. It’s a miracle how the both of you understood each other and because of that you two never fight. Misunderstandings will only last 10 minutes and that’s because you two would rather compromise than stay angry with each other.  

In your eyes and in everyones eyes Mark is perfect. He is this handsome pastor’s kid that everyone in church loves, the talented teenager who sings and plays guitar, well mannered, cool and funny at the same time. Who wouldn’t have a crush on him? You were just lucky that he happens to have a crush on you first.

After church, you went straight to your house with Mark to watch movies and have quality time. You were both at the kitchen preparing popcorns and making lemonade when your mom and dad came in with bags of groceries. Of course, Mark being the gentleman that he is helped your parents unload the stuff inside the bags.

“Congratulations for graduating by the way!” your dad exclaims and gave Mark a hug in the middle of the kitchen. “Any plans for college?” your dad added. Mark was so shy about telling his plans for college that he can’t look your father straight in the eye. “Uhm, I’m leaving by the end of the summer sir. I’ll be flying to California and will attend college in Azusa Pacific University” Mark explained shyly.

Both of your parents was ecstatic upon hearing Mark’s college plans, deep inside you are proud of him. Mark being a year older than you was yet another cool thing about him, you had both a boyfriend and a brother. But what will happen to you when Mark finally leaves for college? “Wow! A Christian University? Your parents must be proud of you Mark” your dad was acting like Mark is his son, you can only laugh. “California is far from home son, maybe y/n can get in there too. What do you say honey? It’s not a bad idea right?” your mom blurted out of nowhere. Now you’re annoyed but you can’t show them. You came in closer to Mark pushing him out of he kitchen carrying the snacks and lemonade. “You guys are funny. Were going upstairs to watch, love you both!”

When the two of you are finally alone, you apologised to Mark from what happened earlier. For all you know he doesn’t like how people praise him for being ‘perfect’, he always says that he’s not. “It’s okay. We can’t actually avoid what happened” he let out a laugh and puts a popcorn in your mouth.

You wanted to ask him how you two are going to survive long distance relationship. You never wanted him to leave but he worked so hard to pass the exams. Who are you stop him from chasing what he wants in life? The movie started and you hear him munching his popcorn happily. The sight of Mark being close to you is something you will always cherish. You came closer and hugged him tight, and he did the same in return.

Summer was incredibly fast, you checked your planner and you only have a week left with Mark before he leaves for college. Not to mention that it’s gonna be your birthday the day after he leaves. Everything is starting to make you feel sadder and sadder even though you see Mark everyday.

“Whats wrong?” Mark saw you spacing out.

You were fighting your tears and trying to hide your cracked voice when you finally said what’s on your mind. You let out a lot of questions that you’re 100% sure he’s avoiding, “and I just realised that you’re not going to be here during my birthday”  even though you let out everything that makes your heart heavy, you made sure you looked calm in front of him. He hugged you for a good ten minutes, enjoying the warmth of his body. The warmth only Mark lee could provide, a warmth that you will miss. It surprised you how calm he feels even though you threw a lot of questions at him. Turns out he actually has a plan for the both of you and that made you feel better. “We will work things out. We will try everything, FaceTime me whenever. And don’t worry about your birthday, I’ve got everything planned out. And you just ruined the art of surprise” you laughed at him and kissed him softly, “I’m sorry to ruin the surprise”

Counting down the days before he leaves, you both spend everyday together eating at your favorite restaurants, going to museums, baking cupcakes, buying stuff for his dorm, everything that comes in his mind, you try your best to make it happen.

After helping him pack for college, you two didn’t notice that you are the only ones at home. He told you to wait for him in his bedroom while he prepares for the snack and so you did. You were laying in bed while you wait for him, and to your surprise Mark turned off the lights in his bedroom and you saw him holding a small cake with lit candles that says, ‘i love you’ and he was singing “Happy birthday to you….Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear y/n, happy birthday to you”

You almost explode when he sits in front of you, you were crying tears of joy when you saw his handsome face. You made a wish before blowing the candles and gave Mark a kiss. It came across your mind that he will leave tomorrow and that made you cry even more.

“Yay! Were the same age now. Well technically not yet, but whatever” he puts down the cake on the table beside his bed and dried your tears using the ends of his flannels. “Shh. Don’t cry now. Were supposed to be celebrating.”

Your supposed to be movie night became cuddles and pillow talks, laughing in between whenever he tell you something funny and kissing each other deeply whenever the both of you says something intimate. “It’s against our faith but you know, I want to have sex with you someday and be each other’s first time. Nonetheless I’m happy with all the kisses that we shared everyday” you can feel him breath deeply and you can feel his feet playing with yours. “I’ve been thinking the same” you whisper, trying to hide your blush and shyness. To be honest you were still not ready but you wanted to make the best out this moment. “Do you want to do it tonight?” you suggested out of nowhere, not thinking about anything.

He chuckles as if he was not startled by what you just said. “Yeah I want to” he said without any hesitations. And that’s the only answer you need. You kissed him deeply like you never did before and gently made your way on top of him. Your legs on either side of his hips, slowly grinding on him to make him horny.

“You don’t need to do much. I’m already horny” he whispers in between kisses, changing your positions. Now he’s on top of you, slowly taking your clothes off and you do the same. Everything was done slowly and without any rush. He’s kissing you on places he’s never been before and it makes your head dizzy. Taking his time on kissing your shoulders and collar bones, licking from time to time careful not to leave marks. You moan from what he’s doing. “How can you be so good?” you managed to ask, “porn” simple and straightforward he answers you.

You lift your chest slightly to unclasp your bra and throw it away somewhere. Feeling shy underneath Mark you try to avoid his gaze when he finally looks into. He smiles and slowly touches your boobs, you gasps at the way he touches you while he looks in your eyes. “What’s on your mind Mark?” feeling good with what he’s doing, you were somehow curious. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m a little overwhelmed?” he kisses your neck trying to hide his shyness, hands still on your boobs, “It’s my first time touching boobs, and it’s the first time I’m touching you like this”

With the heat of the moment, somehow his kisses changed from soft and careful to wild and needy. His hard cock pokes your leg while he’s going down to your lower body to take off your panties. “Can I?” of course he asked for your permission, you thought. “Baby I want you to know that when I take this off, theres no turning back” it makes you wonder how Mark can be such a gentleman even after kissing you like crazy and groping your boobs like theres no tomorrow. “Still not changing my mind Mark. Were doing it” and with that you removed your panties yourself to make it less awkward and throws it to Mark. He chuckled at your bold move, stripping himself in front you and throws his briefs at you just like what you did.

Hovering back to you, Mark’s skin is so soft and flawless. Tracing his back muscles, drawing circles around his cute butt, everything about him is perfect. “Are you still nervous?” you asked while pushing his hair away from his face, “Nope. Thanks to your panty throwing move” your giggles turned into sweet moans when he finally put a finger in your pussy. Teasing your clit, moving his finger up and down your slit, gathering your sweet juices, all those moves made you spread your legs wide and you accidentally felt his hard cock almost hitting your entrance. Still kissing you while he worked on his fingers, he’s somehow amused by the way you react underneath him.

“Baby I know. Were both excited. But we can’t skip foreplay” you moan to acknowledge what he said, grinding your hips on his fingers. He pulls aways and kneels in between your legs, still playing with your slit and opening your folds you gasp loud when his tongue finally touches your pussy.

“What the- baby at least warn me?” you said still breathing hard. Your hands made its way to his locks, tugging it when he hits a good spot. “I think you watch to much porn Mark. You’re so good.” you can feel his chuckle against your pussy. Feeling good at what he does, you try to recall what are the things you see when you watch porn. You made him stop for a second and came closer to him, wiping his face with your hand, you asked him if you can suck him off.

Your innocent self did not know how to start making him feel good, but you started to stroke his cock from the base and you play with the tip. His head falls back on his pillows and he was moaning loudly trying to stop himself from cursing, you figured maybe you’re doing a good job. When you finally brought his cock near your lips, you kissed it first before putting it in your mouth. He saw you bobbing your head and seeing your lips around his cock makes him really hard and horny he almost feels sorry for what he’s going to do with you later. “Ugh- Ah! Fu-“ Mark was on edge already making you stop before he cums in your mouth.

“Shit” you meet him on top of the bed again, kissing his neck and waiting for him to come down. “Sorry for the bad word, but baby how-“ you chuckled and copied what he said earlier, “porn” he grabs your head and kiss you again hungrily. He opened the drawer near his bed and grabs the condom that he saved specifically for this moment. “Want to put it on me?” Mark asked you with a wink.

Not refusing his offer, you grabbed the condom and opened it. Playing with his cock for a minute to make it harder. You feel wet kisses on your jaw while you slowly roll it on his cock and when you’re done he goes on top of you again. Spreading your legs whispering sweet things beside your ear that makes you blush. “I love you” he said before entering you slowly. To be honest he was having a hard time pushing his cock inside you because of your virgin pussy but he managed. The stretch awfully hurts, your head is moving from side to side, gasping and moaning loudly. When he’s finally inside you, he’s calming you down with his sweet voice telling how much he loves you and how much he appreciates you. How he’s thankful that he’s having sex for the first time with you and hoping that he could be your last. Did he just talked about getting married someday?

For a first timer, you thought he was doing a great job making you feel good. None of you knows what’s the wrong and right thing to do when it comes to fucking. Whenever he hears you moan, he likes to think that he’s doing a great job. Which he is. Nonstop moaning from the both you and Mark is somehow experimenting with thrust giving you slow deep thrust that changes to sharp and quick ones. The pace makes your boobs beneath him bounce up and down, your nipples earning kisses from him whenever he wants to.

Eyes closed and arms encircled around him, your pussy clenched and you feel the pleasure rising. Moaning and gasping harder, you feel something in your abdomen. You try to inform Mark but when you opened your eyes, he’s staring down at you. Eyes full of lust, catching his own pleasure, eyebrows furrowed and lips parted. You kissed him and that made you both cum. It was great to cum to together you both thought. “I thought I wouldn’t make you cum” he said still panting.

It was nothing as you expected it to be but you were glad to have an intimate moment with Mark before he leaves. He lends you some of his clothes that you get to keep forever. “I’m giving you the best ones okay? So you wouldn’t miss me so much” that’s impossible you murmur.

Both of you slept like a baby and woke up early in the morning with a smile. It shouldn’t be a sad day he said to you. “I’m worried too. And I’m starting to miss you now actually. I’ll be back before you even know it.”

When the time finally comes, Mark said his final goodbyes before he goes to his flight, you were crying nonstop already and you didn’t know how hurt he was to see you cry because of him. His parents brought you home from the airport and made sure that you’re okay. Of course you’re not but you faked a smile and thanked them for bringing you home.

As expected long distance relationship is not easy in fact it made you cry night after night. You both live in different time zones and you don’t want him to lose sleep so sometimes you let him rest instead of catching up with you. Being a high school senior was hard but fun and you couldn’t help to think how it could be more fun if Mark is with you.

Over FaceTime, he tells you how the community in his college is peaceful and that the people there can all be your friends. You laugh at that thought. “Hey, hows your college applications going?” rambling with your words, you try to pretend that you didn’t hear him. But he’s not taking no for an answer, as always. He repeated his question.

“Uhm. To be honest, I’m having a hard time choosing” you gave him a short and simple answer hoping he would just change the topic. For all you know he was waiting for you to talk about going to his college too. That was the plan you both made before he left.  

But you’re wrong, Mark wants to hear exactly what he wants to hear. “Between?” you don’t see it in his face but you hear it, he’s disappointed. He was reminding you of the plan you two made before he left you, a plan that will you make the two of you together again. Everyday.

“Yes, I know that baby. I’m just trying things out no big deal” he scoffed.

“Is this a change of heart? What y/n? You don’t love me anymore because I’m far?” you can’t believe at what you’re hearing right now.

“Mark Lee that’s not true. Baby, you know I love you. Stop being like that” he’s not even looking at you right now, you wonder if his listening. Maybe not. “Mark, I’m going to bed” he nodded and ended the video call.

To be honest, your problem was your GPA. It was not enough to get in to Mark’s college and you didn’t wanted to tell him because he would be so disappointed and mad. That led you to apply to different colleges that fits your GPA. But if you’re being totally honest, you didn’t want to go to California. It’s not that you don’t want to be with Mark, it just so happens that you never wanted to leave home.  

Your normal relationship with Mark was gone, or rather the both of you changed within a month of being away. You fight almost every week and it will go on for days, he quickly judge you sometimes from not having enough time for him. You started lying to him so he won’t get disappointed at you. The long distance relationship was draining you both.

The next day, you went to school with puffy eyes. Your friends told you to dump Mark because he’s been acting weird lately and that doesn’t sound good to them. “No, girls I can’t you know how much I lovehim” you argue with a smile, knowing they’re just kidding. “We’re just saying that Haechan from your history class has a huge crush on you”

You scoffed, knowing that a popular guy like Haechan would never lay eyes on you.

Days without Mark went on and on, you’re starting to think if you really matter to him. You hear his parents saying about how Mark talks to them everyday, and that made you sad. Maybe it’s because they’re his parents of course he should talk to them everyday. But he promise he would talk to you too.

When you finally got a call from Mark, he’s still cold as ice. But he asked how was your day and you said you were fine and that school was school. “Oh Mark, by the way. I have to head out in a few minutes” you checked your watch and you only have ten minutes.

“I’m going to this party, Angela is going to pick me up in ten minutes”

“Am I the only one trying for the both us y/n?” he removed his glasses and crossed his arms, “is this why your GPA wasn’t enough? Because you were out partying?”

You figured maybe he asked your parents, “No. Mark. Its because I’m not perfect like you.” He was angry at you again. Hearing his words convinced you that Mark has indeed changed. Maybe he’s doing this because he cares? But you don’t like the way he treats you now. He’s not your Mark anymore. Your Mark will comfort you and tell you that it’s okay you can try again and he will help you, he usually makes everything in your life easier and bearable, he usually understands what you’re going through.

“I’m done reminding you with this shit y/n”

“Maybe, I’m done too Mark. Maybe I can’t do this anymore"

“Yeah maybe you’re right. Let’s just stop this”

And just like that he ended the call again. Angela sent you a text that she’s already outside waiting with the others. You were 100% out of your mind for still going to the party after breaking up with Mark. “Mom, dad I’m going to a party with Angela. Don’t wait up” you said trying to stop your tears from falling. “Enjoy honey!”

The moment you’re inside Angela’s car, you burst out in tears. Telling them you and Mark are over. They took a moment of silence for you to cry your heart out. “You sure you still want to go?” Angela asked sincerely, “Yeah. I need a drink” everyone in the car got startled with what you just said because in their eyes you’re this christian girl who doesn’t drink and you rather take care of your drunk friends during parties. “I mean. It’s about time I learn to drink right?” you added and sniffed for the last time.

You dried your tears, and went on with the night. The entire school is almost present at the party and you were actually having a great time. It was hard but, you try not to think of him and help yourself feel better. By the end of the day, you don’t need him to take care of you.

Life goes on without Mark, he never called you and you never called him. You’ve been happier by just loving yourself and trying new things. Changing every detail about your existence and throwing away the old and boring you. You started going to parties every weekend with your friends and you’re starting to be more popular at school.

Both your parents and his parents were devastated when they heard about the news. You still adore Mr. and Mrs. Lee, you still see them in church. They said they’re still rooting for the both of you. Mark was home for spring break, you weren’t.

You went to Miami with a couple of friends and your new boyfriend, Haechan. Sweet Haechan. Turns our what you’re friends told you months ago was true. He has a huge crush on you ever since junior high. When he found out you’re single, he made his way through your heart slowly but surely. Made you laugh everyday with his jokes, made you blush with his sweet words and he never treated you bad. Your parents quite like him because he takes care of you and that Haechan was funny and charming.

Senior year was suddenly full of laughter and good times despite all the readings and studying that you all have to do. You’ve been with Haechan for almost half of your senior year now and you’re happy you’re graduating together. Maybe one of the many things that you like about Haechan is, he was also planning to go to the same university you’re planning to go. “Long distance relationships scares me babe” you said to Haechan while eating beside him, “I know. I know, because of Mark. Don’t worry about it I’m not him” he kisses your temple and continues eating.

Three months left before you graduate, the school is torturing you with all the requirements needed to be passed. Both you and Haechan are busy studying and you both agreed to ace all of your exams. Good thing Haechan was competitive and studious like you.

You’re deep into understanding Shakespeare when you heard your mom knock at your door. “Theres someone downstairs honey” with a shrugged you removed your glasses, “who might that be, all of my friends are studying” you mumble at yourself. As you made your way to the living room, you saw your dad talking to someone with a big smile on his face. “Oh heres y/n” your father pointed at you. The moment that someone turned around to face you, you wanted to go to sleep immediately.

“H-hi, y/n” he started.

“Mark” you let out a fake smile.

Bold of him to assume that you still wanted to see him after having a new girlfriend just weeks after you broke up. You wanted to slap him. His new girlfriend was pretty and probably smart too because they go to the same school. He started attending college parties too and learned to drink alcohol. You know because his mother absentmindedly updates you about what hes doing in California. He still looked the same tho.

You try to get out of this situation, then you remembered the clothes you borrowed the night you two had sex for the first time you figured it’s time to return it. “I’ll return the clothes that I borrowed from…. last time. I’ll get it-“ he quickly told you that he’s not here for his clothes, he’s here for you.

“I’m studying. Every senior is studying tonight, Mark. Please just- not tonight” you beg of him to leave you alone because it’s true, you have a lot tests tomorrow. “Oh, okay. I’m sorry” and he made his way outside your house.

On the next day, you were happy you aced the test and you can finally breath. As for your celebration, you and Haechan spend the whole day together after school. He told you no one is home and that no one will disturb the two of you in his room. You already knew what he was talking about and you wanted to spend time with Haechan too.

Your relationship with Haechan was far from what you had with Mark. Haechan was full of new things, always surprising you about a lot of things. And new things as in kinks like, fingering you in front of the mirror and making out like theres no tomorrow. You were sexually active when you started dating Haechan. At first you thought maybe he was just staying for sex but the more you stayed in this relationship, he proved to you that he can fuck you and love you more at the same time.

The two of you are fucking in Haechan’s room when you got a call from your mom. You kissed him before answering the phone, “don’t stop” he liked the challenge. “Hello mom.” you answered while Haechan is fucking you balls deep. “Oh honey, hi! Uh.. Mark is here…” and after hearing his name, you ended the call immediately. You put your phone on silent and threw it somewhere on the floor with your discarded clothes.

“Haechan- Ah! Harder babe!” you meet his hard thrust and you made him choke you. After cumming for the third time that afternoon, Haechan flips you on your stomach, your ass is up in the air just the way you like it. Now that you’re on all fours, he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls it while he thrust deep and hard. You let out a long moan and you cum hard. Breathing and wanting more air, you feel Haechan kissing every inch of your body and saying sorry about how hard he fucked you today. You can only let out a small giggle, still feeling tired but you told him he did great as always.  

“I’m just so tired from school lately. I’m sorry” he added, still kissing you sweetly.

“Me too, that’s why I need to be fucked hard”

“Oh by the way, what did your mom told you” suddenly Mark’s face flashed in your mind.

“Nothing. She just wanted me to buy her some raisin bread on the way home” you lied. You felt sorry for lying to Haechan knowing he’s been nothing but a great boyfriend.

“Okay, we’ll buy some on the way”

Hoping that Mark went home already, you brought Haechan to have dinner with you and your family to celebrate for finishing the last wave of exams. You found them already eating in the dinning room…. with Mark. Your mom was the first to greet Haechan and gave your boyfriend a warm hug and kiss on the cheeks, telling him it’s so sweet of him to bring her some raisin bread.

The dinner wasn’t awkward thanks to Haechan, he’s always the life of a party. Your parents loved him, like how they used to love Mark. And speaking of Mark, it’s good that he plays fair. He laughs at Haechan’s stories and jokes while having dinner careful not to steal a glance from you.

After dinner you thanked Haechan for having dinner with your family even with Mark’s presence. “I swear I didn’t know they invited him-“ he cuts you off, “It’s okay babe” he kissed your forehead and hugged you like a bear stuffed toy, “make sure to rest well okay? I was kinda hard earlier” you nod and gave him a goodbye kiss. You watch him drive away from your street before going inside, not sure what to tell Mark.

When you went back inside, your mom told you Mark is in your room waiting for you.

And that was the last thing you needed today, Haechan was right he fucked you a little bit harder today. The exhaustion just hits you before seeing your bed all nice comfy.

“Mark what do you want? I’m going to bed”

“I want to start over again”

You almost tripped at what you just heard. To be honest you can’t believe with what he just said. “Are you drunk? Didn’t you just saw me and Haechan? He’s my boyfriend Mark, maybe you don’t know. We’ve been together for nine beautiful months now.

He let out a heavy sigh, “Everything you just said right now hurts me to the core. Y/n, we have a history. A damn good one-“

“You made me feel like shit Mark!” you quietly yelled at him.  

“And I was only being harsh to you because I was that desperate to be with you! To touch you again! To hold your hand! To see you in person again and not just through my computer screen or my phone! I was saving money so I could give you a ticket to California and you’d visit me!” you see tears in his eyes now. Those can’t be real tears you thought.

“Bullshit Mark! You had all the time in world to win me back before me and Haechan happens, but you didn’t! Between the both of us, you are the first one to have someone… someone new” you can’t believe you’re choking with your words and you’re crying in front of him.

“THAT WAS NOTHING!” he shouted at you tears running through his face, you’re positive your parents can hear the both of you screaming. You checked outside your door if they happen to listen, but they’re still at the kitchen.

“I need you to stop screaming and shouting at me Mark, and I need you to leave-“ and just like that, your world is upside down again. He kissed you shamelessly his hands just above your jaw. You don’t understand why you returned the kiss. You don’t understand why you kissed the guy who made you feel like shit.

You wanted to slap him but he started to explain himself again, “I was alone there y/n. And I was looking forward to be with you again. I came home during spring break but you weren’t home” you felt your heart beating for him again. Everything that’s happening right now is wrong. He hugged you and you felt that familiar warmth that only Mark Lee can provide. That warmth that you missed and the same warmth that you’ve been longing to feel again if you’re being honest. “I’ll be here for 2 months only. Is that enough to make it up to you? If not, I could drop some of my classes and take them next semester”

“It’s fine. That’s fine” from there on the word ‘cheater’ comes flashing in your mind. The chaos that you’ve single handedly chose for yourself will backfire the moment you face Haechan.

A month passed by already and Mark has been coming to your house everyday. Just like the old times. It actually felt that he never left and the two of you never broke up. You’ve been hiding this shit for Haechan and it becomes heavier and heavier each day. He never noticed that you’re hiding something from him because you spend your days with him normally. You meet Haechen in the day and you spend your time after school with Mark after Haechan drives you home.

You never talked about Haechan in front of Mark. You never told him how hard it is for you to cheat for him. But because your Mark is back, he told hes sorry for putting you in a situation like this. “I know it’s my fault. I came in barging in your life when you’re-“

“Stop” you pat the side of your bed giving him the sign to lay in bed with you. “Hmmm. Hows your day?”  you asked, pushing his hair back and scratching the top of his head and his nape just the way he likes it. It tickles him and makes him scrunch his cute nose, something you miss seeing. He hugged you in return drawing circles at your back, “mom was asking for you. She said you haven’t been going to church for awhile now”  he said with a calm voice.

“Mark, I hope you understand that a lot has changed when we were apart”

“Hmmm. I know. Some of it is visible, like how you’re bold when it comes to doing things now. The shy and innocent y/n is gone.” he chuckles, “but you’re still my y/n. That part of you will never change”

This time you’re the one who let out a chuckle, “What? What part?”

“You’re still the girl that I laid eyes on. Let’s not forget that I was the one who had a crush on you first” you never forget. “You’re still the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with you know. No matter how much you change, I’m willing to love every version of you.”

The whole time Mark was talking theres only one thing in your mind, he’s back. The Mark that you loved whole heartedly is back.

“I was wrong to breakup with you” the breakup was the last thing you wanted to talk about. You tried to stop him but he insist, “listen to me first baby” you avoid his gaze, but you listen. “Do you remember how we used to not fight? That our misunderstandings will only last minutes?” another reason why you loved him so much back then, “Yeah but you changed” you challenged him, “Okay, okay I’m sorry. But did you ever think about how normal couples do fight like crazy? I think” he gulped, “In my opinion, we weren’t used to fighting that’s why. We were so perfect on being together for only just a few months, we weren’t ready to be apart. And that’s my fault because I went away. And by the time the word breakup is brought up, it’s wrong for me to leave you because I should’ve stayed. That’s the right thing to do, we fight for our relationship not give up on them. I just learned it the hard way and I’m sorry”

You were silent the whole time, thinking about how you’re gonna breakup with Haechan. He’s going to be so hurt, he has done nothing wrong. “Mark, those were dark times for the both of us. You’re here beside me. In my bed.” you chuckled, “let’s just sleep okay?”

On the next day, you decided to breakup with Haechen. You sent him a text telling him that you wanted to breakup with him. It’s a coward thing to do but you didn’t want to see him so hurt just because you cheated on him. But only for a few minutes he’s outside your house crying and begging for you to stay.

“Why y/n? Baby, we were perfect” he sobs and you hear him whimper while he’s embracing you, “We were perfect. Please tell me what did I do wrong. I’ll change it.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. You just don’t deserve a coward like me, Haechan please dont make this harder than it already is”

“Let’s fix this- I’m going to change”

“It’s Mark- Haechan I’m sorry” you see Mark standing at your porch and you hugged Haechan for the last time. “I told you. You deserve someone better than me”

“I don’t care about him! We were perfect before he comes in the picture!” he walked closer to Mark and yelled at him, shouting screaming like a mad man telling him how he ruined your relationship. “We were fucking perfect and then you fucking came back! You treated her like shit and I didn’t!”

By this time you were crying too, sobbing and begging Haechan to please stop yelling.   All the words that Haechan let out in Mark’s face were all true. Mark was silent because he knew all too well that Haechan is right.

“I’m only agreeing to breakup with you because you chose this guy over me. And I respect you. I respect your decision, that’s how much I love you. I’m going to treat you right until this very end” and he  left with a heavy heart. You never thought seeing Haechan leave will hurt you to the point that you’re sitting on the ground sobbing and crying like a little girl. “I brought this to you, I’m sorry” Mark was helping you to get up and guides you inside your house.

In a matter of three months you manage to get back with Mark accepting him in your life again like nothing happened, you cheated on Haechan and broke his heart to pieces, and graduate. The last three months of high school was too much. Before graduation, you hear murmurs in school about you cheating on Haechan and it made you sadder because they remind you of how awful of person you became. Your friends got mad at you for what you did but good thing didn’t leave your side. Graduation became even more sadder for you because you felt that almost half of your batch hates you. Mark wanted to attend your graduation but you didn’t want him to. You’re afraid he might hear people talking about him and hurting Mark too was the last thing you wanted to happen.  

In the end you learned to forgive yourself with what you’ve done and Mark was helping you through the process making you happy again. You decided to leave home and went to a college that offers everything you need and it’s a good thing that it’s just one bus away from where Mark studies. Mark helped you moved in and he helped you fix your dorm making your place comfortable. Honestly Mark took care of everything, he was the one who looked for a decent dorm near your university and he made sure that you’re not going to be overwhelmed by everything that’s happening right now. And that if you miss home, he can always go to you.

“I’ll make you feel at home. I’ll be your home. I won’t let you down this time. I promise.”

................................................. Masterlist

Hey there! Thanks for reading if you came to this point hihi. And in return, I would like to say that this is a true story of how I cheated when I was in high school. Not that Im proud that I cheated, It’s just what I do here in my blog. I overshare and if that makes you uncomfortable, I’m sorry. Going back to the story, (I’ll just use Mark and Haechan’s name so you wont get confused.)

The real ending was not good. I ended up breaking up with Mark too and I never talked to Mark ever again., then I came back to Haechan, and Haechan cheated on me too in the end. And then we broke up for good.  After that when I started college, all the boys that I’ve been with, cheated on me. And maybe that’s my karma. I can only hope that my future husband will never cheat on me. Lesson. 1. Cheating is cheating, don’t wait for karma to get back to you. 2. Dont cheat. I learned my lesson the hard way. AND THAT IS THAT, THANK YOU AGAIN. IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS YOU CAN SEND ME A MESSAGE AND WE CAN TALK TIL THE SUN GOES DOWN, or up..