#this gives me so much second hand embarrassment

[withlovemark]

“how to ask your girlfriend if you’re bad at sex?”

warnings: smut! vibrator, protected sex, overstimulation, squirting

jisung! rummages through your drawers looking for your phone charger, his phone a little under 20%, when he stumbled upon a pink device, half the size of his hand, with a hello kitty top, confusion etched onto his face.

bringing it closer, he examines his new discovery. clicking on the one button he could find, the device comes to life, vibration coursing through his fingers.

he drops it in shock, finally realizing what it was before furiously shutting it off as fast as he could, every click just switching to a new beat before finally powering off and throwing it back where he found it, slamming! your drawer shut.

why the hell did you have a vibrator?

“sungie, you okay in there?,” you yell from your living room.

“y-yeah baby! just dropped my phone,” he replies quickly pulling his phone out of his pocket and doing the only thing he could think of.

—

*7 dream, 1 cup*

jisung: hypothetically…

haechan: i’m sleeping.

jisung: if u find a hypothetical hello kitty vibrator in ur girl’s hypothetical drawer, does that mean ur bad at sex…hypothetically?

haechan: im up

chenle: yes

mark: no

jisung: mark pls elaborate

chenle: fuck u how about me?

jisung: idgaf about ur opinion!

haechan: yeah! wdgaf!

chenle: k. all im saying is my girl doesn’t need a vibrator with how good my dick is

mark: don’t listen to him, think of the vibrator as your friend 🙂‍↕️

jisung: this isn’t about me! it’s hypothetical!

haechan: yeah, i agree with mark … my girl and i tried it last month and 😩😮‍💨🤯🪦💐🕊️☁️👼👍

mark: too much unwanted information about ur sex life but yeah same here, felt like i died and went to heaven for a split second too

haechan: omg what type of vibrator ur girl got? 😛

mark: not telling you

haechan: ☹️

chenle: real men used to go to war for pussy now they let a battery operated device beat them at sex

haechan: stfu chenle u know nothing!

mark: real men used to go to war for pussy now they’re scared once their girl touches a vibrator she’ll never need his dick again

haechan: ooooohhhh get him!

*chenle has left the gc*

haechan: dramatic ass bitch, no one add him back!

jeno: what’s happening here?

*renjun has added chenle to the gc*

mark: couldn’t even last a second 😂

haechan: renjun you traitor!

renjun: i actually don’t give a fuck!, jisung just go talk to your girlfriend about it for the love of god! and chenle stop messaging me!

chenle: just ordered a vibrator, gonna prove to yall that my girl don’t need that shit

haechan: which one did u get? u want recs? 🤓

jaemin: jisung can you ask y/n where she got her hello kitty vibrator so i can get one for my girl? 🥺

jisung: this is not about y/n!

—

he sighs in frustration, his friends were absolutely no help but he was more at ease knowing that their girlfriends had one too. taking renjun’s advice, he decides to just talk to you about it but he couldn’t find a way to do so.

he stays there on your bed googling how to ask your gf if you're bad at sex?, until his phone died, leaving him staring at the wall.

you entered the room, eyeing him suspiciously, he was supposed to be back in the living room 30 minutes ago, it doesn’t take that long to grab your charger, “you okay?” you ask.

“amibadatsex?,” he quickly blurts out, brain completely shutting down.

“what?,”

“am i bad at sex?,”

“what?! no!,”

“oh…”

“is there a reason why you’re asking this?,”

“i uhm…found your vibrator”

your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, “oh my god jisung, why were you snooping through my stuff!?”

“i wasn’t! i was just looking for your charger, i swear!,” he nervously explains, eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.

“i-i got one when you were on tour,” you confessed, cheeks still pink from this conversation.

“oh…,”

”yeah…” you look down at your feet, just wanting the ground to open up, swallow you whole and take you away from this conversation.

jisung walks over to where you were standing, gently turning your face towards him, “you don’t have to be embarrassed baby but can you please tell me why?, i don’t feel too good about it,” he reveals his insecurity and you knew you had to clear things up.

“i just- i couldn’t cum with my fingers alone anymore…i needed yours but of course that wasn’t possible so i decided to try it out”

he feels his pants tighten at your confession. the image of you getting frustrated at not being able to cum without him going straight to his cock.

“did it work?,”

“uhm yeah, it actually did….but it can never make me feel the way you do,” you admit, easing his worries.

he thinks back to what mark and haechan said. “can i try it?,”

“huh? i mean sure, i don’t know what it would feel like for you though,”

“oh my god no….can i try it on you?,”

“oh…like you’re gonna use it on me?,”

“yeah, can i play with you?,”

“oh o-okay,”

slowly you walk over, grabbing the vibrator out of your drawer and handing it to him, nerves of excitement bubbling through you.

“how does it work?,” he asks, inspecting the pink device again.

“well, it has 8 different vibrations, i usually just use the first 3, they feel the best for me and well you just place it where you would usually touch me,” you explain and he nods attentively.

“sit down,” he backs you into your bed, voice going an octave deeper and all you can do is follow his order.

sitting on the edge of your bed, jisung kneels down right in front of your core, you watch him, feeling yourself getting more turned on with every second that passes.

he pulls your shorts down, hips automatically raising up, before diving back into your clothed core, breathing in your scent and pulling your panties to the side, “you’re already so wet baby,” he praises licking a strip down your folds. there’s no way your vibrator is going to taste you before he does.

“does it turn you on knowing what i'm about to do?,”

you moan in response pussy clenching at nothing, “stop teasing sung please,”

jisung clicks the device once, the vibration hitting your ears in the quiet room, quickly pushing it on your cunt. you hiss at the first contact and he pulls it away, afraid he had hurt you, “what? what happened? are you okay?,”

“im okay sungie it was just too much too quick,” you smile, “here,” you guide him back to your pussy, “just push it lightly first, let me get used to it,” he does so, moving your vibrator in slow circles until it finally hit you at the righ spot, “ohhh, f-fuck,” you moan. jisung takes note of it, placing it there again earning another whine from you, “r-right there, baby, turn it up”

he clicks it again, the device gaining more speed before placing it back on your wet pussy, “oh my god!,” you moan, hand clutching his t-shirt, pussy clenching around air, “f-feel what im feeling baby,” you say, grabbing his other hand and leading it right to your hole. his fingers disappearing in you, “you’re so fucking tight,” he compliments in awe.

with the way he has curled his finger repetitively hitting that spot you can never seem to reach, the vibrator humming against your clit, your body gives in quicker than usual, “i-im cumming, baby i-dont stop, keep it right there,” you moan, pushing his hand harder, the added pressure finally sending you to release, back hitting your bedsheets, eyes rolling back. jisung watches in amazement, collecting the juices with his tongue making you whine.

all he could think about is if you were that tight around his finger, how would you feel around his throbbing cock.

“i need to feel you,” he makes his way over to you, soft lips landing on yours as you taste yourself in his tongue. he pushes his body on top of yours, making you feel his hard member, “you feel that baby? that’s how much i need you”

you swiftly discard his tight jeans, freeing him from his boxers, large cock springing up to his stomach. reaching for the condom in your nightstand, you place it on him, he moans at the squeeze of your hand, his rock hard boner somehow getting harder and you start getting worried. his cock was always enough to make you see stars but with the added vibrations you’re not too sure if you could take it.

you didn’t have much time to dwell on it as he lined up against your core, slowly entering you, moans mixing in the air.

“fuck jisung, y-you’re so big,”

“baby,” he grunts, rocking into you, your wet pussy making it easy for him to slide in and out.

he grabs your vibrator again, clicking it on and placing it back on your clit, pussy immediately tightening around him. he groans as you pull him closer and closer towards you, the vibration going straight to his cock, “holy fuck,” he gasps at the new sensation.

“f-feels so good sungie,” you whine against his ear, hips meeting his every thrust, getting quicker and quicker. the rest of your clothes being thrown across the room. you grab onto his back for support.

with his body against you and yours still being sensitive from your previous orgasm, jisung feels you cum hard. you were so fucking tight around his dick, it all feels too good. his lips swallow your moans as he continues his actions, desperately chasing his release.

“j-jisung” you gasp in pain, vibrator still placed firmly on your clit, but your boyfriend’s thrusts were getting messier and messier, signaling his nearing orgasm, and you wanted him to cum just as hard.

soon enough the pain turned into pleasure, a new commotion stirring up in your stomach, down to your toes. you no longer understand the feeling that’s taking over.

your vibrator has made you cum so many times before but you never felt it work with your boyfriend’s dick — this was entirely new territory.

“f-fuck, j-jisung, i’m gonna-,” you scream at the overstimulation, legs shaking, toes curling and before you knew it your pussy pushed him away, juices squirting onto his belly.

“holy shit babe,” he groans, the action sends jisung into overdrive, watching it all unfold as his release quickly fills up the condom, “aghhh,” he grunts in pleasure, body going slack on yours as you tried to calm your racing hearts.

“what just happened?,” he asks in amazement.

“i-i think i just squirted,”

“you think?”

“i think so, i-i don't know, it's never happened before,” you confess, getting embarrassed. he can’t help but smirk proudly, knowing that he was the first and only person to get you to do that.

jisung kisses you before you have the chance to hide behind your embarrassment.

“that was so. fucking. hot,” he compliments in between kisses” let’s do it again”

—

he finally finds your charger on top of your desk, his phone coming alive. in just a span of 2 hours he and his new friend have made you cum a total of 6 times, him 4, the room smelling of sex. and honestly he could go again but you have made him stop for now, body exhausted.

*7 dream, 1 cup*

jisung: hi chat

haechan: he’s alive! so how was it? tell us everything! 😏

chenle: no one cares

haechan: i care!

mark: yo dude u good? you just stopped responding

jisung: sorry, phone died

jisung: can confirm

jisung: 😩😮‍💨🤯🪦💐🕊️☁️👼👍

*haechan reacted 🤩 to your message*

*mark reacted 😂 to your message*

renjun: you’re welcome

chenle: just paid for expedited shipping yall better not be lying to me rn

jaemin: jisung did you ever ask y/n where she got it?

jisung: oh it’s at www.NowCummingToday.com/sanriocollab-hellokitty-vibrator

jaemin: thank you!! 😚

renjun: that can’t be a real site

jeno: holy shit they have so many options

chenle: robots are gonna take over my girls pussy and it’s your faults

haechan: ooh! try the rose toy! that one’s crazy ahaha 🤓

jisung: 🫡

mark: 🫡

jaemin: 🫡

an: happy bday to my baby jisung <3 (p.s. i tried to do the little smau text thing bcs those are my favorites to read but i honestly couldn’t find an app that was free plus too lazy to figure it out so sorry!���if anyone has tips pls let me know >.< )

[seungfl0wer]

*𝐼𝓃𝓉𝓇𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒*

Pairing: Vampire!Changbin x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Idk what to put it as but changbin breaks in but there’s consent for the deed so. Choking, hand pinning, mentions of blood, unprotected sex, Creampie, oral(f), slight manhandling. This got some plot to it to wow- as always sorry for any mistakes or missing warnings!

This was requested from my second prompt list with the prompt 3: “Look at you”. Side note I wanted to have this out earlier but I ended up getting sick :( so sorry for the late posting it!

-🖤

It was late, you were in your bed fast asleep. The window open to let the nice summer breeze in. You could hear faint sounds of crickets chirping which only put you into a deeper sleep. Your slumber was cut short however, a big hand gripping at your throat as another pushed down your other arm.

Your eyes show open staring up at the silhouette of the man above you. He pushed your head to the side giving clear way to your neck. You tried pushing him off of you his strong legs held you in place as he grabbed your other hand. Holding them both above your head now. “Get the hell off of me!” You yelled still struggling underneath him.

“Struggling so much and for what? We both know you can’t break free.” He said with a chuckle. “Just let me have my taste of you sweetheart” he spoke again his voice coming out like honey. In the midst of everything you took notice of his long fangs he had. You knew vampires were real but you had never encountered one. At least that you knew of. “I saw you at the library, from all my years on this planet I’ve never smelled anyone like you” he said almost groaning.

“You’re- you’re a vampire?” You asked sheepishly.

“That I am sweetheart. Now just relax hm? It’ll only hurt for a second. I promise to be gentle.” He said his head now nuzzling at your neck. He took a long whiff of your skin before sinking his teeth into you. You body arched at the sharp pain only to be met with a warm feeling circulating your body. He was telling the truth, it only hurt for a split second.

He lapped at your neck making you let out an embarrassing loud moan. He chuckled against your skin before his hand ran down your body. “Look at that, no panties? You must have been expecting me hmm” he said with another chuckle. Your eyes fluttered open and close at the feeling of his touch, at his words. His fingers ghostly brushed against your folds making him groan loudly. He pulled away from your neck moving himself quickly down your body. “Fuck- look at you- you’re soaked” he said with a wild smirk.

“Shut up” you said moving yourself upwards to get away from him. He quickly grabbed your legs pulling you right back down to him “uh uh no running sweetheart, let me take care of you hm?” He said diving quickly to your core giving you no time to protest. He lapped at your folds like he did to your neck this time though it was messier. His pretty nose rubbed against your clit as he ate you out tongue darting into you. Your head fell back, fuck you’ve never had anyone eat you out like this. Like it was the only way they could live, like they needed it like they needed air. Or in his case I guess- blood.

He pushed his fingers into you pumping slowly at first finding the right speed to drive you crazy. “How does every part of you just taste so- sweet? It’s addicting.” He mumbled against your skin. Your cunt clenched around his fingers you were so close already. He curled his fingers at just the right spot as he started to suck at your clit. “Let go sweetheart, cum for me” he said eyes keeping contact with yours.

He let a small nibble to your clit making your body arch, shaking as you came hard around his fingers. Just like your neck he cleaner you up making sure to not leave any of your sweet nectar behind. “You think you can give me one more? Cum on my cock like that hm? Can you do that for me sweetheart?” He asked in that same sweet honey voice.

“And- and if I say no” you breathed out.

“Then I’ll leave, but we both know you want this just as much as I do. I’ll be gentle I promise.” He said again. You took a moment to think, were you really gonna let this guy have what he wanted? You could see from the moonlight how handsome he truly was. Soft red eyes, the sharp jaw line and oh god that body. He wasn’t the stereotypical scrawny vampire no he was buff. Those big arms would be perfect little pillows.

“Well sweetheart?” He said snapping you back to reality. “What’s your decision?”

“Fine, only on one condition” you said trying to look sternly at him.

“And what may that be?” He asked scooting closer to you.

“I think I deserve- deserve cuddles after this” you said the request making him smile. Fuck- was his smile so sweet looking.

“Of course, you’ve been so good for me I wouldn’t dream of leaving you just yet” he said moving closer to kiss you but you pulled back.

“One more thing” you said.

“That would be two conditions then” he teased. “But go on”

“What’s your name?” You asked.

“Oh, how could I forget my manners I’m sorry sweetheart. I’m changbin. Seo Changbin” he said.

Your eyes went wide, the little you did know about vampires you knew that last name. They were a huge coven with many high class vampires. “Wait- seo?” You asked.

“I’ll take all your questions after sweetheart, but for now I’m going to give this sweet little cunt what she’s craving” he said running his fingers up your folds.

He got his body positioned on top of you leaning down to finally kiss you. You could hear as he did his pants hitting the floor somewhere. He moved his cock up and down your folds collecting the slick enough to glide right in. When he pushed inside of you, you were shocked. His cock was fat, the thickness stretching you out so nicely. If it wasn’t for his work earlier it probably would have hurt. When he was nestled nicely inside you he peered down at you. His eyes searching your face for any signs of discomfort.

“You- you can move” you said softly. And with that he did. He started off slow and deep. His cock taking in your warm walls as it moved.

“Fuck- everything about you is just so perfect” he groaned. His movements picked up but not before he hooked your legs. Pushing them to your chest as he made himself go as deep as possible. You could feel his heavy balls smacking against your ass as he pounded into you.

“Feel- good?” He asked breathily.

“S’good- feels so good” you moaned out. Your hands reached up to him, grabbing his strong muscular arms. His eyes looked so soft like he didn’t wanna hurt you. Like you were this precious little thing to him. He took your hand into his interlocking your fingers as he let your legs fall back to the side. He moved his body down towards you kissing you passionately.

He kissed down your jaw line and almost instinctively you moved your head, revealing your neck to him. This made something in his brain short circuit. His pupils dilated becoming a bit redder a low almost growl escaped his lips. Before you knew it, he was pounding into you faster, harder and somehow deeper. His fangs found your neck once again biting at the sensitive skin.

Everything mixed together had you seeing stars, moans and cries spilled from your lips as you felt you high fast approaching. “Cum. Cum for me sweetheart- fucking cum for me” he said in that same almost growl tone. Your body arched with one final thrust you both were cumming hard. Your body shook almost violently, with such a strong orgasm.

He moved himself back to your face kissing you lovingly before pushing some hair away.

He stared at you with so much love in his eyes it made you blush. “I broke one of my number one rules” he said with a light chuckle.

“Which was?” You asked.

“I never kiss anyone during sex, almost makes it feel to loving. But. I couldn’t help it. For you I’d give all my love” he said that honey voice returning. “I’ve watched you for a while, there was just something about you that I kept getting drawn to.” He added.

He kissed your nose softly before cradling you in his arms as if it was something he’s always done. He ran a warm bath before placing you into it. “I’m sorry for being so rough at the end, it’s just you- you bared your neck to me. That’s something that we vampires see as a sign of love and trust” he admitted.

“You’re from the seo coven right?” You asked, the question that you had wanted to from earlier.

“That I am, I’m actually one of the highest heirs. A vampire born from vampires. A pure blood if you will.” He said.

“So what you’re telling me is, a royal wanted me?” You said with a smile.

“Oh sweetheart, anyone would want you. You’re perfect in so many ways” he said stroking your hair. “Now let’s get you cleaned up shall we? I think one of your conditions was cuddling hmm?” He said kissing your forehead.

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[prettylynnpup]

The Neighbor

You'd been hearing tale on and off about someone moving in to that empty house across the street. These tales weren't new though - it seems like there'e been at least one "rumor" per year, and they've always been wrong.

At least, they used to be wrong. Until xe moved in.

9:30 PM, you'd just gotten off of work and finally made it home when you got a knock on your door. "Who the fuck would knock at 9:30?" You pondered to yourself. Because, as far as you remembered, nobody in this neighborhood would knock so much as past 6.

You walk to your door, not knowing what to expect, and you open it. On the other side of the door is a girl you've never seen before. Long black hair, a black dress, chains, some green accents, and a collar were the things you thought most notable about xer. You weren't sure why, but you were especially taken in by that collar, almost like it was stealing your vision away from xer beautiful-

"Hey, neighbor. I just wanted to stop by because I'm still meeting everyone in the neighborhood. Name's Fern."

*click*

Fern... You couldn't stop repeating xer name in your head, no matter how hard you tried. You could swear that you heard a click when xe said xer name, but you elect to ignore it. The name kept repeating and repeating, making it harder to think. At least, until xe waved a hand in your face.

"Hey! Earth to uh, whatever your name is, are you doing okay?"

'Yes! I'm splendid actually!' You wanted to say in response, but found yourself letting out a gentle bark.

"What was that? I think I misheard you?" Fern probes.

You bark again, more confidently.

"I guess I didn't mishear you then, did I?" A glimmer seems to appear in Fern's eye when xe realizes that, yes, you did just bark at xer twice.

"How about we operate like this: one bark for yes, two for no?"

You bark once in response. If you're not going to be able to use your words then goddamn it will you find another way to communicate with the gorgeous owner woman standing on the other side of your door.

"Do you know why it is that you're barking?"

You bark twice. No clue.

"So you didn't notice?"

You turn your head in confusion. Notice what? Did xe do something while you weren't paying attention?

"And you 100% don't remember me at all?"

You bark twice. 'No.' These questions were starting to get really strange. What did xe mean, remember xer? This is xer first time over to your door, right?

"Good. Good puppy."

*click*

A shock went down your spine as you felt yourself get turned on at that phrase. You were painfully embarrassed to be turned on in front of new company, and even more so by the thing that turned you on. Being called a good puppy? You'd never been into petplay - you tried being an owner for your last partner and it just really didn't work out.

Fern walks into your house, heading straight for your kitchen.

'Hey! What are you doing in here? Get out of my house!' Oh right, all you can do is bark. So, you follow xer around your house and bark and bark and bark while xe rummages through your cabinets.

"Puppy, sit."

Your body obeys. You're now on the floor, entirely against your own will. You try to get up, but your arms are so heavy and your paws hands feel so stupid.

"There we go!" Fern loudly announces as xe finds whatever it is that xe was looking for. After a few seconds of fiddling, xe moves behind you and your tail starts wagging gently.

Wait, you don't have a tail, right? How would you be able to feel wagging if you don't have a tail? What the fuck is going on?

*click!*

You feel something tighten around your neck... Your owner put your collar on! Yay!!! You love your owner and you're so glad that xe's back!

Wait... N-no, you don't... That's not right... Something's wrong...

"There we go, that's my sweet pet~"

You start panting... Owner's words feel so good... Maybe you should just fully give in, but only this once right? You won't submit any more after this...

*click!*

You feel a tug from your collar... Owner leashed you today! Thank goodness, you wouldn't want to get lost. Owner picks up a set of keys from the ground and locks that old house, and you and owner start the journey to xer house.

"Finally, fully my little puppy~"

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[submattenthusiast]

firsts virgin!matt

drool threatened to spill from the corners of matthew's opened mouth as he sat in the between your legs, having an intense staring contest with your pussy. his blue eyes bounced from your clit to your labia — he was fascinated. the gooey arousal painted every inch of your pussy and circled around your aching hole. then tension in the room and the new attention was getting her excited. his head tilted to the side, observing you, his eyes never left you, and you barely saw him blink. "you're so pretty... i—" he paused, awe taking over him. you coo as you reach down to engulf his face in your hand, breaking the contact finally. "you can touch pretty boy, unless you're scared" you coo, thumb tickling his bottom lip.

looking up at you with a slightly ajar mouth, he was frozen. he didn't react to you calling him pretty or you giving him all the consent he needed. still his body wouldn't let him indulge in you. he'd never done anything like this before let alone be in such a sexual situation and he was embarrassed and scared. "i want to taste and touch you but i don't know how" he whispered, catching your thumb between his lips. your brows created a wrinkle in your forehead, raising them in response to him. your mouth moved to form a response but he beat you to it, releasing your thumb with a line of spit connecting you still, he clarified. "i haven't done this before i've never eaten anyone out before", a blush tinted his cheeks with his bold confession.

a stilling silence filled the space and it made him sweat. the sheets wrinkled as you sat up further, squeezing matthew with your closed thighs. "are you a virgin?" you ask, still holding his face so he couldn't look away. a small nod was all he could give you, this was humiliating enough and he couldn't bare to say it out loud. "that's okay matthew, just follow my lead okay?" you comfort, assuming and hoping he still wanted to give you head. you desperately wanted his mouth all over you, but you didn't want to force him. his head moves in your grip, silently telling you he wanted it just as much as you.

loosening the tight squeeze, your thighs unclenched to put him in the place to properly pleasure you. your hand released his face softly and with nothing holding him back he reached to toy with your arousal, index finger swirling around the stickiness. "fuck" you groan, losing composure for a second. your eyes briefly fluttered shut, your lashes tickling your cheeks brought you back. your hand curled into his hair to guide him. "gonna keep touching or are you gonna eat me out?" you tease. he looks up at you with apologetic eyes after your sentence, thinking you were serious. "sorry i've just never seen one up close, only in porn and yours is the prettiest i've seen" he admits, still dragging his fingers through your folds.

the compliment bloomed butterflies into your stomach, but you had to focus. you needed to be a good teacher. "compliments aren't gonna get me to cum" you remind. your words had him shamelessly licking his fingers clean, deciding he was done playing with you and wetting his skin. a pop sounded throughout the silent room as he finished sucking on his digit. his tongue ran over his lips in anticipation as he waited for your instructions. "what do i do now?" he questions, getting more impatient with each passing second.

you reach your unoccupied hand down to demonstrate for him, showing him what feels good for you and where to focus his mouth. your fingers rubbed quick circles on your clit to show him where to start. the fresh arousal helped your fingers glide smoothly around the bud. "s-start here and then i want you to explore all around here, with your tongue" you moan, moving to spread your folds so he could see all of you. your pussy clenched around nothing, the small touches effecting you more than they should. upon instruction, his pink tongue poked from between his lips as he inched his head closer to your pussy.

his sharp nose met your skin as he lowered his face into you. his wet muscle licked at your clit with no hesitation, forcing a guttural moan out of your body. the slick that built up from the previous actions, coated his tongue as he tasted you. your hand selfishly held him in place, not letting him move down to give attention to the rest of you. his tongue was soothing the ache on your clit. his eyes never closed, the boy was determined. he needed to learn and make you feel good. multitasking was a key factor in this. "like that— shit" you whine, hips pushing against his tongue for a piece of friction.

you were practically grinding on his face from how well he was sucking your clit, and he was taking it all, letting you move his head however you wanted to wherever you needed. a whimper rumbled against your clit, the sound bouncing off his tongue to you from the closeness. the repeated tongue flicks had you dripping, reminding you of the neglected parts of your pussy. "you're doing so good but you gotta keep moving" you moan, starting to push at his head. "keep moving..?" he questions, pausing his movements. you internally sigh, forgetting he hasn't done this before. meeting his blue eyes you instruct him further "keep moving down, taste all of me". guiding him once more you have him right where you need him, staring directly at your fluttering hole.

his tongue darts out hurriedly, eager to taste you again. flattening his muscle he leaned in to lick a long stripe, tasting you fully. accidentally but purposefully you pull at his hair as your eyes rolled back from the talented mouth working on you. your jaw remained dropped, uncontrollable sounds falling from your lips. his tongue kept licking at you, touching every inch that it would reach, tasting every part — like you said. it's as if your pussy was a lollipop that he couldn't finish.

[dioslesbianwife]

hiii can you do phantom troupe surprise kiss headcanons? pleasee include phinks hes my favvv (if u want to ofc!)

Absolutely!! I love hxh and the phantom  troupe, phinks is def one of my top faves too- Thanks for requesting and hope you enjoy, here are the headcannons!

Phantom troupe surprise kiss headcannons :3

Chrollo

Chrollo is composed, calculated, and difficult to catch off guard. So when you surprise him with a kiss, his eyes widen slightly, but he doesn’t visibly react much more than that.

"Bold," he says softly, clearly amused. He leans back in for a slower, more deliberate kiss, just to send a little message that he’s always in control, even when caught off guard.

Inwardly, though, he’s interested by your daring nature.

Feitan

Feitan freezes, stunned. His face turns slightly red despite his usual stoicism.

He glares at you afterward, but it’s not out of anger, it’s embarrassment. "Stupid... warning… would be nice."

Despite his flustered demeanor, he doesn't pull away. Instead, he grabs your hand roughly, keeping you close as if daring you to do it again.

Machi

Machi raises an eyebrow, her stoic expression faltering for just a second. "What was that for?" she asks, pretending not to care.

Her heart races, though she'd never admit it. If you catch her off guard, she silently admires your guts.

If she likes you, she might grab your shirt and pull you in for a second, lingering kiss, just to make sure she wins this little game of surprise.

Nobunaga

Nobunaga blinks in confusion and shock before grinning. "Well!"

He’s not one to back down, so he swoops you up and kisses you right back.

"Gutsy move. I like that."

Shalnark

Shalnark’s eyes go wide for a moment, but then he breaks into a playful laugh. "Wow, I didn’t see that coming!"

He teases you relentlessly afterward, calling you "dangerous" for being able to catch him off guard.

But you notice that there’s a bit of genuine affection in his eyes.

Phinks

Phinks is surprised, but he quickly recovers with a smug grin. "Heh, couldn’t resist, huh?"

He tries to act cocky, but the redness creeping up his neck gives him away.

"Guess it’s only fair I return the favor." He plants a rough but affectionate kiss on you.

Franklin

Franklin blinks, clearly taken aback but pleasantly surprised. "Wasn’t expecting that."

His large hand cups the back of your head as he returns the kiss, slow and steady.

"Thanks," he says with a soft chuckle, genuinely touched by the gesture.

Pakunoda

Pakunoda’s eyebrow raises before she tilts her head and gives you a small and knowing smile. "Bold move."

She’s graceful and confident, so she pulls you in for a more sensual, lingering kiss.

"I’ll take surprises when they come from you."

Uvogin

Uvogin laughs loudly, clearly amused. "Damn, you’ve got guts!"

He sweeps you up effortlessly and kisses you passionately, making it impossible for you to catch your breath.

"Next time, give me a headsup so I can beat you to it."

Bonolenov

Bonolenov is usually quiet and reserved, so when you surprise him with a kiss, he blinks in shock but doesn’t pull away.

He studies you carefully before a rare, small smile appears from underneath the bandages. "Unexpected... but not unwelcome."

He might brush his knuckles gently against your cheek afterward.

Kortopi

Kortopi is shy and introverted, so he freezes completely when you kiss him.

His face flushes, and he mutters something unintelligible.

Though he doesn’t know how to react, he remembers the moment fondly and becomes noticeably less shy around you afterward.

Shizuku

Shizuku is completely unfazed when you surprise her with a kiss. She blinks a few times, tilting her head in confusion. "Why’d you do that?" she asks in her usual deadpan tone.

However, she doesn't dislike it- it’s the opposite. She just doesn’t process romantic gestures quickly.

"Oh... I guess I liked it," she eventually admits with a casual shrug. Afterward, she might surprise you right back with an unannounced kiss when you least expect it.

[anunusualsiren]

All of Brodie's attention was on the bartender in this moment. He didn't even take another sip of his drink while listening to him. The comment about teasing him did make him feel embarrassed as he somewhat blushed, but the only thing he said towards that was one tiny thing. "Right. Silly me." He then finally took a few sips of his drink in the hopes of it helping his embarrassment to fade. What was mainly on his mind was the advice that was given to him. It was really good advice, which was made pretty clearly that's what Brodie thought when he spoke again as he put his glass down.

"Well... Anyway, you are so right about taking things one at a time. That's probably what I need to do. It would definitely help me so much in dealing with everything. Man, how is someone with such a pretty face also so wise?" He chuckled, not even thinking about what he just said. Brodie only realized it a few seconds later. That showed with the expression on his face suddenly changing. "I'm so sorry. That...I'm totally stupid. Of course good looking people can be smart and give good advice. I can't believe I even said that!" He put his face in his hands to hide in shame.

For such a shy man, he clearly could talk a lot. It was adorable in some way, but he was listening to everything he was saying. He could relate. Wes was somewhat the same when he started to travel, but with time the nerves faded. Maybe he just welcomed them and dealt with them quickly.

"Maybe you just need to take one thing at a time. You don't have to tackle everything at once. I haven't been here for long and it took me a while to adjust." He revealed, "And by the way, the drink thing was just a tease. Of course, you can drink. I know many who treat themselves a day or a weekend to drink and then go back to the gym."

[butterflywingswrites]

reposting all my anon fics in one place. enjoy 🤗

(running out of fics, send asks)

revenge sex with caitlin part 2

you made out with caitlin and ran your fingers through her soft hair

“does your boyfriend kiss you like this?”

“no” she whimpered out between kisses “you’re better”

“i’ll show you how much better i can be” you kissed down her neck, biting and leaving marks to show how good you were making her feel. you grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off over her head. you raised your eyes at caitlin’s lacy bra underneath

“cait were you planning this?”

“well i wore it just in case” she said shyly “i wanted to be pretty for you”

“you’re always pretty” you put your hands under her bra and started massaging her tits, making sure her nipples were getting the attention they clearly weren’t getting before. with your hands still in her bra, you started kissing down her abs. you always loved when she showed off her abs and now you got the privilege to kiss them. you moved your hands out of her bra to pull her pants off

“matching set? damn caitlin you really did plan this” she looked absolutely stunning in her lacy set, but she covered her face as if she were embarrassed

“i just wanted to be prepared” she squeaked out

“babygirl don’t be shy. i love it. you look so sexy. but i want them off now” you tugged her underwear off her hips. you paused for a bit, potentially a second too long

“what’s wrong? do you not want me? we can stop—“

“you’re gorgeous and i want you” it was your turn to cut her off “i’m just thinking about how i want you. do you want my fingers or my tongue?”

“mhmm both” she moaned out. clearly she’s been deprived of the sexual attention she needs

“whatever you want my pretty girl” you rubbed two fingers on her clit, gently testing out how she wanted to be touched. she responded well to that so you continued while moving her bra cup to the side. you placed a gentle kiss on her hard nipple then flicked it with your tongue. caitlin let out a soft whimper

“more” you flicked her nipple with your tongue again

“do you want me to suck on your pretty nipples?” instead of answering, caitlin just pushed your head against her chest. you gently sucked on her nipple while continuing to rub circles on her clit. the sexy moans and whimpers that left her mouth were leaving you soaked. caitlin tugged on your hair aggressively, signaling that she was close

“feels so good don’t stop” her begging turned you on even more. you kept going until she came on your fingers

“that’s it, let go babygirl” you let her ride out her orgasm on your fingers and kissed her

“fuck that was so good” caitlin said breathlessly

“i’m not done with you yet” you kissed her again “i still need to taste you” you moved your head down her body so you could eat her out properly. the way she deserves

you placed her thighs over your shoulders and moaned when you saw how wet she was. you took your time kissing her pretty thighs, enjoying the moment. when you got to her pussy you gave her a slow lick up her entrance

“fuck caitlin”

“what’s wrong? do i not taste good?” caitlin confused your words of pleasure for distaste

“no babygirl. he never tells you, does he? you taste so fucking good. i can’t wait to eat that pretty pussy” you started to lick her slowly, trying to build anticipation for her and savor the taste for yourself

“i need more” caitlin put her hands in your hair and tugged. you quickened your tongue to try and give her what she wanted. the soft moans that left her mouth told you she was getting it. you brought your thumb to her clit, already sensitive from the first orgasm you gave her. when your thumb made contact, her thighs tightened around your head. her moans got louder and you knew she was close. with a loud moan and a tug at your hair, caitlin came on your tongue. you lapped gently at her pussy, cleaning her up while trying to memorize her taste

“i bet he doesn’t make you cum like that” you smirked. caitlin was totally fucked out

“no. he doesn’t make me cum even half as good as that. not even a quarter as good” she admitted

“don’t worry babygirl, i’ll always be here to make you feel good”

[so-much-for-the-seashells]

A Jayce Talis x F!Reader NSFW Oneshot

Minors do not interact with this post

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A/N: Whatsup!!! I know it’s been thirty years but I return with an offering 🫶 Please leave a comment if you enjoy this, I did my best!

Warnings: Smut, fluffy smut, fun smut, Jayce is bigger than reader, yeahh

“Hey baby,” Jayce greeted, hearing you close the door behind you as you stepped into your shared house.

“Hi,” you mumbled as you set your bag down before walking into the living room where you presumed he would be.

“I ordered pizza for- are you okay?” his brow creased with genuine concern, a little puppy-like look in his golden green eyes.

“Long day,” you said with a little smile. “Can I have a hug?”

“Aw, y/n,” he opened his arms, inviting you to sit on his lap on the couch. A tantalizing invitation indeed. You strode over to him, and then straddled his thighs, falling into his embrace. His strong arms encircled you, enveloping you in warmth and love. You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, your face against his neck. He drew comforting circles on your back, waiting patiently for you to speak.

“You’re so warm,” you sighed happily, breathing in his woodsy aftershave. However, despite the scent of his aftershave lingering, his five o’clock shadow appeared to already be making a hasty return.

“And you’re so cute,” he said, squeezing you gently. You blushed, kissing the bottom of his jaw.

“Sorry for walking in like that. I had to deal with one too many bitchy people at work today, and it got to me,” you said, sitting back so you could look at him in the eyes.

“You’ve got nothing to be sorry for, baby,” he said understandingly, giving you a soft smile. You lean and kiss him appreciatively, and he immediately returns the kiss with his usual excitement, taking away every thought from your brain.

“Mmm,” you hummed wistfully into the kiss, he distant to pull away. You reluctantly do though, only to ask Jayce a little question. “So, when’s that pizza supposed to get here?”

He raised an eyebrow, playfulness evident in his expression. “Surely in enough time for me to get something done,” he said, innuendo clear in his voice.

“Dontcha mean someone?” you asked, your turn to raise an eyebrow.

“Ugh, just let me have this one,” he grumbled, before maneuvering you so you were on your back with him balancing on his forearms on top of you. His knee immediately made contact with your core. You instinctively ground down on it, searching for some friction.

“Easy, baby,” he grunted, leaning down to kiss down your neck. You felt one of his large hands tugging at the hem of your top, so you stopped him so you could quickly take it and your bra off altogether.

“Eager much?” he laughed.

“Shut up,” you said with embarrassment, your turn to tug on his shirt.

“Never,” he winked, pulling off his shirt to reveal gorgeous, sculpted muscle.

“Jesus, Jayce,” you groaned, giving him the once over as he palmed your breasts.

“You say that every time,” he blushes.

“I can’t help it. I literally get fucked by Hercules reincarnated,” you compliment, trying to make him more flustered. It worked, because he buried his face in the side of your neck and grumbled.

“You make it sound so vulgar,” Jayce said, his voice muffled by his lips pressed against your neck.

“It kinda is the way you get into it,” you pointed out.

“Fair enough,” he came back up to look at you with a sly smile before kissing you rough and giving you the friction you wanted from his knee in one move. You gasp into the kiss as his hand trails your waist band, fingers trailing lower and lower.

“Jayce, please.” All sentient thoughts were beginning to evade you as his fingers got closer and closer to your core, where you were growing wetter by the second. He tugged at your shorts, eager to get what he wanted. You heard a rip sound, and by the look on Jayce’s face realized that he forgot how strong he was and accidentally ripped your shorts. “Jayce!” you found yourself in a fit of giggles, especially taking in his guilty expression.

“I am so sorry,” he said, covering his face with his hands.

“It’s okay, now you can buy me new ones,” you said, your giggles dissolving and then coming back as he looked at you with a pathetic expression.

“I…” he mumbled the rest, opting to make an embarrassed noise instead. He held up the shorts, and on the inside lie the fabric of your underwear.

“Jayce! You ogre!” you started laughing again, unable to believe that he not only literally ripped off your shorts but your underwear too. Only your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his cheeks a deep red.

“Make it up to me,” you smirked.

“That I can do,” he said, the tone of your voice turning him on as much as your idea did you. “What do you want from me, baby?” he said, voice low with lust and eyes dark. It was your turn to blush.

“I want you in me,” you said, not trusting your voice under his steel gaze.

“Let me stretch you out first-“

“No, Jayce. Please,” you pleaded, lust clear in your eyes.

“Okay, okay,” he acquiesced, bunching his boxers and shorts in his hand and pulling them midway down his thighs, exposing his length. Rock hard and thick, it was always the perfect balance of stretch and ease to take him.

He gently rubbed the tip over your folds, smirking at your little whines as he did so.

“You sure about this, y/n?” He asked as he rubbed the tip over your clit.

“Please, Jayce-,” you couldn’t even form a coherent plead, your body far too excited for what was to come.

And then he began to push in. You had never felt him without being warmed up first, and it was fucking heavenly. Shallow thrusts allowed him to slowly make his way deeper and deeper inside of you, setting your nerve endings on fire. You moaned his name, writhing under his soothing touches.

“Easy,” he soothed, cupping your face with his large hand. “How are you feeling?”

“So good,” you said in tones of bliss. He grunted, feeling the way that you clenched around him then, and you could’ve sworn it was the hottest thing you’d ever heard. Eventually he bottomed out, kissing you on the mouth as he did so. Emphasis by on the mouth, as he panted into the kiss, accidentally albeit gently knocking teeth with you. His hand found your pulse point, not squeezing, but gently resting there as you began to get more comfortable with him in you.

He began to test the waters with gentle thrusts, far more gentle than either of you were used to on normal circumstance. However, you could feel every single ridge of him, every single slight movement and twitch, and the feeling transcended bliss.

Eventually you were both waiting for the chance to seek release with fervor, waiting on one or the other to say as much.

“Jayyyyyce,” you singsonged, your voice high and borderline whiny.

“Y/nnnnn,” he mimicked you teasingly, still moving at his slow pace.

“Can you-,” you were abruptly stopped, your voice hitching as he bottomed out and went just a little further, directly hitting your sweet spot.

“Can I what, baby?” his eyes were mischievous.

“Can you-,” he did it again, making you moan. “Jaycee,” you complained.

“Okay, fine,” he surrendered with a snicker.

“Never mind,” you said with a pout.

“C’mon baby, don’t be like that- what do you want from me?”

You blushed a deep red, and that’s when he knew. You were trying to ask him to fuck you.

“Want me to fuck you?” he asked, and the eager nod you gave him confirmed his suspicions. “You want it rough, dontcha baby. Wanna forget about that awful day of yours?”

“Yeah,” and you said it so pitifully. So softly, with your eyes wide, and he knew right then he was going to give you exactly what you wanted and more.

He pulled all the way out of you, and then slammed into you. He grunted at the way you moaned his name before setting a hard, fast, pace that had you gasping fractured moans with every thrust. His low grunts and soft whispers of your name accompanied the sounds coming from you, and you just felt so damn good.

Tears were forming at the corners of your eyes from the bliss, so Jayce took initiative to tease you. “Crying already baby? Hasn’t been that long yet, sweet thing.” He knew you loved when he called you sweet thing.

“Ngh, yeah, it’s so good,” you said, your eyes closing at a particularly rough thrust.

“Eyes on me baby,” he said, slightly firming his grip on your neck.

“O-okay,” you agreed, admiring the way that sweat began to form on his upper brow.

His hand drifted tantalizingly slowly from your neck to your puffy yet neglected clit. Once he finally reached it he began to rub tight circles on it, sending you a new wave of bliss. Everything was both too much and not enough, Jayce’s perfect sweet spot.

“Harderrr,” you whimpered pathetically, accompanied by a little sniffle from how good you were already feeling. Jayce adjusted accordingly.

“Like this?” he asked with that gravelly bedroom voice, the one that could tell you to do anything and you would do it.

“Yeah,” you moaned, feeling yourself getting more worked up by the second. You were fighting back literal tears of pleasure by this point, unable to help yourself when he made you feel so damn good. “Jayce- I’m gonna-,” you warn, your voice shaky.

“C’mon sweet thing, make a mess for me,” he commanded, thrusting into you hard enough that you were seeing stars and rubbing your clit fast enough that you couldn’t keep track. Finally you came with a cry of his name, and he came soon after, filling you up with his warm come. He slumped, practically laying his full body weight on you.

“Mmm,” you hummed contentedly, feeling worn out but oh so happy.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“Yeah-,” Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Perfect timing,” he laughed, and you laughed with him. Good thing you were feeling hungry, and a better thing that your boyfriend always knew just what you needed.

[sumluckr]

Title: Mine- body, soul and spirit

Pairing: Park Min-su x Toxic!Manipulative!Reader

Summary: Min Su trusts you completely—so when you whisper that you’re on the pill and beg him to come inside, he believes you without question. By the time he realizes the truth, it’s too late. He’s yours forever.

Warnings: Toxic relationship dynamics, manipulation, deception, pregnancy trapping, explicit smut (dominant reader, submissive Min-su), heavy praise, dirty talk, mild dubcon elements (coercion), aftercare with ulterior motives.

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Soft-hearted and naive, he always looked at you like you hung the stars in the sky, trusting every word you said, believing every promise. He didn’t question you—never had, never would. That was why this plan would work.

The two of you were in his cramped one-room apartment, a small space that smelled like cheap air freshener and the faintest hint of the flowers you just bought for him. You sat on his messy small bed watching him nervously fidget with the hem of his sweater. He was shy, like always, avoiding your gaze, his cheeks pink with embarrassment.

“I-I don’t have much,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “I wish I could take you somewhere nice, but—”

“Shhh,” you interrupted, tilting his chin up to meet your eyes. “You’re all I need.”

The way his eyes widened, like he wanted so badly to believe you, made you feel drunk with power. Min-su was desperate to be loved, and you were more than willing to use that to your advantage.

You leaned in, brushing your lips over his, a slow and teasing kiss. He whimpered against your mouth, already pliant, already melting. He didn’t push, didn’t demand—Min-su was never the one to take. He only knew how to give.

Your fingers toyed with the hem of his sweater, sliding it up his torso. “Take this off for me, baby.”

He swallowed hard but obeyed, lifting the fabric over his head, revealing the smooth, toned lines of his body. He wasn’t muscular, but he was lean, all soft skin and gentle curves. You pushed him down onto the mattress, straddling him. His breath hitched as you ground against him, feeling the evidence of his arousal beneath you.

“Do you want me?” you murmured, dragging your nails down his bare chest.

“Y-Yeah,” he stammered. “More than anything.”

You smirked, rolling your hips again, making him gasp. “Then let me take care of you.”

Min-su was already trembling beneath you, his breath coming in uneven pants as you trailed your fingers down his torso, nails lightly scratching against his skin. His body was so responsive, so easy to tease, and you loved every second of it.

“You’re such a good boy for me,” you purred, kissing along his jaw. “Always so eager, always so desperate. I bet you’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you?”

His eyes fluttered shut, his entire body burning at your words. He was embarrassed but didn’t deny it. He never denied you.

“You like when I take charge, don’t you?” You dragged your tongue down the side of his neck, feeling his pulse race. “You like being used, being fucked like you belong to me.”

A choked moan escaped his lips. “Y-Yes.”

You smirked, satisfied with his honesty. “Then you’ll be good and let me have what I want, right?”

He nodded quickly, gasping when you reached between you, gripping his cock and stroking him slowly. His thighs twitched, his body arching into your touch.

“God, you’re so sensitive,” you murmured, teasing the tip with your thumb. “You always get like this for me. So hard, so needy.”

He whimpered, hands gripping your waist. “P-Please—”

“Please what?” You leaned down, lips brushing against his. “Use your words, baby.”

His breath was shaky. “Please—please fuck me.”

You grinned, nipping at his bottom lip. “Such a good boy.”

You lined him up with your entrance, teasing him, rubbing the tip along your folds. He was panting beneath you, desperate, his fingers twitching against your skin like he wanted to grab your hips but didn’t dare.

“Beg for it,” you whispered, voice dark with amusement.

Min-su’s eyes widened slightly, his face burning. “I—I need you,” he stammered. “Please. Please let me feel you.”

You finally sank down onto him, slowly, deliberately, letting him feel every inch as he stretched you open. His head fell back, a breathless, broken moan escaping his lips.

“Oh fuck,” you gasped, rolling your hips, clenching around him just to hear his reaction. “You always fill me so perfectly, baby. You were made for this, weren’t you?”

His fingers tightened on your hips. “I—I love you,” he whimpered.

You chuckled, leaning down to kiss him, slow and deep, swallowing every desperate sound he made. You started moving, rolling your hips, keeping the pace slow just to drive him crazy.

“Look at you,” you murmured, watching the way his face contorted in pleasure. “Such a mess for me. You love it when I ride you, don’t you?”

He whimpered, nodding quickly. “Y-Yes. It—It feels so good.”

You leaned in, lips brushing against his ear. “That’s because you belong to me.”

Min-su gasped, gripping you tighter, his body already trembling. He was close, you could feel it. His hips were starting to stutter, his moans turning more desperate.

“I—I’m gonna—” His breath hitched, his eyes squeezing shut. “I—ah—I have to pull out—”

You slammed your hips down hard, grinding against him. “No, baby,” you cooed, tightening your grip on his wrists, pinning him down. “You’re staying right here.”

His eyes widened in alarm. “B-But—”

“It’s okay,” you reassured him, voice dripping with sweetness. “I’m on the pill, remember?”

The hesitation in his eyes melted into pleasure as you rode him harder, your walls squeezing around him, pulling him deeper.

“Cum inside me, Min-su,” you whispered, kissing along his jaw. “I want all of it.”

He gasped, his whole body tensing as he spilled inside you, crying out your name, his fingers digging into your waist like he was afraid to let go.

You moaned at the feeling, the warmth spreading inside you, knowing this was exactly what you wanted. You kept rocking your hips, milking every last drop from him, making him twitch beneath you.

When you finally slowed, Min-su was completely wrecked, panting beneath you, his skin damp with sweat. You brushed his hair from his face, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.

“You did so well, baby,” you murmured, stroking his cheek. “Such a good boy for me.”

He whimpered, still trying to catch his breath, his body completely spent.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” you praised, pulling him into your arms. “So perfect.”

Min-su sighed, nuzzling closer, his body warm and pliant in your embrace. “I love you,” he mumbled sleepily.

You smiled, pressing another kiss to his forehead. “I know, baby. I know.”

As he drifted off in your arms, completely unaware of what you had just done, you stroked his hair, your lips curling into a slow, satisfied smile.

Got you.

The thought echoed in your mind, settling deep in your bones like the sweetest kind of victory. You could still feel the warmth of his release inside you, the undeniable proof of what had just happened—of what you had made happen. Min-su had been so easy to break down, to manipulate, to lead exactly where you wanted him. And now? Now, he was yours in a way he could never take back.

You had secured him.

He trusted you so completely, so blindly, that he hadn’t even questioned you. He had believed every whispered reassurance, every gentle coo, every soft press of your lips against his temple. He had let you keep him inside, let you take what you wanted, let you claim him in the most permanent way possible.

Your fingers brushed over his cheek, taking in the peaceful, vulnerable way he slept against you. He had no idea. No idea that his life had just changed. No idea that soon, he would be bound to you forever.

Slowly, your hand drifted down to your stomach, rubbing gentle circles over the soft skin, already imagining the life growing inside you. It wasn’t immediate, but the thought made your chest tighten with satisfaction. Soon, there would be something undeniable tying you together—something he could never run from. A little piece of him, of you, fusing together into something neither of you could ignore.

There was no escaping now.

He would stay. He would love you. And when the truth finally came out—when he realized what you had done—it wouldn’t matter. He would never leave. He wouldn’t dare leave.

You had won.

Your fingers pressed into your belly slightly, possessively, your lips curling as you imagined what the future holds for the both of you.

[sturniololuvrer]

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔…𝙱𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 — 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚘 18+ 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 (2/?)

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: shy!, virgin! Matt x fem! reader

𝙿𝚕𝚘𝚝: you and the triplets are practically best friends, you met them in LA, where you live. You and Matt unknowingly have feelings for each other, so when they go back to Boston for a whole month, you both realize how strong your feelings really are…

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: fluff, slight angst?, sounds of masturbation.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 1,379

𝚊/𝚗: This is the second part to this story! Part 1 can be found here! There should only be one more part to this depending on how I feel. I used the chapter as a bridge to work on my plot writing so bear with me! I’m sorry this took so long, these past few weeks have been crazy-half my house got redone, it was my birthday last week (saw ZAYN 😭), my semester started, and I have strep throat lmfao but part 3 should be out sooner! Thanks for the patience! xx

You’re still seated at the bar with your friend about 15 minutes later after your conversation with Matt as your phone vibrates once more in your purse. You pull it out, furrowing your eyebrows as you see that Matt sent you a voice message.

You excuse yourself and go into the bathroom where the music is less loud. You find an empty stall and sit on the toilet seat, placing an AirPod in your ear to listen to the message, assuming it’s gonna be him telling you about the Boston trip.

You were oh, so very wrong, almost dropping your phone into the toilet as Matt’s moans fill your ears. “What the fuck?!” You gasp out into the bathroom, utterly shocked and confused, but not making any moves to stop the audio from playing.

Your cheeks flush as you listen to his whines and groans and you feel like you might pass away as you hear him whimper your name. You gasp again, placing a hand over your mouth as you hear the obvious sound of him cumming, a string of curses following.

After you stare at the message for a few minutes, you start to think. Did he mean to send this?? Did he somehow figure out you liked him and sent it? Was it an accident? Your mind reels, sheer confusion and slight panic forming a pit in your stomach as he sends no message explaining his previous one.

Matt has been pacing his room for the past 30 minutes. He’s absolutely mortified and disgusted that he’d send you that video, but more so that you haven’t acknowledged that you heard what he’d sent, leaving him on read.

He’s way too humiliated to explain himself because it’s obvious, to him at least that he’d just admitted he has feelings for you. He feels like he may die from embarrassment at this point, practically on the verge of tears. After another hour passes and you haven’t replied to him, he decides to just go to bed.

A few days go by and neither of you have the courage to text the other. You still talk to Nick and Chris everyday but you don’t dare say a word about what had happened. Matt is getting antsy, wanting nothing more than to call you and explain himself, but the thought of you rejecting him, or worse, not wanting to be his friend anymore is too much for him. He decides to just wait out the last two weeks of their trip and talk to you when they get back.

As the fifth day of not speaking to each other rolls by, he can’t take it anymore. The longest you’ve gone without talking to each other since you’ve met has been like 12 hours and his overwhelming feelings for you are not helping.

In a dazed and desperate moment at 4 a.m., he buys a plane ticket back to LA for the next afternoon without telling you or his family why. When the time for his flight arrives, he packs his stuff back up and gives half-assed responses to his family’s questions and concerns. He tells them he’ll explain it to them soon and rushes out the door, practically diving into the Uber.

You’re sitting at home at around 10 p.m., reading a book in your bed. This is the first time you’re enjoying yourself since the debacle with Matt and it’s raining in LA, which is a rare and very welcome sight, to you at least. You’re humming softly as you read and listen to the downpour of the rain on your roof.

At one point, you hear a knock on your apartment door. You get confused as it’s too late for a package and it’s pouring rain. You hesitantly get out of bed, placing your book down on your nightstand and moving to the door.

You stand by it for a moment, waiting to see if there’s another knock as you’re slightly worried for your safety. After a few seconds, there’s a louder knock, making you jump slightly. You take a deep breath and slowly unlock the door and open it.

You yelp as you see a drenched Matt standing on your doorstep, looking at him in pure shock for a moment before tugging him inside the warmth of your house. “W- what the fuck are you doing here?! Don’t you have two more weeks in Boston??”

“I-I had to come back…needed to be here…” he pants out, his cheeks flushed red. You quickly grab him a towel, wrapping it around him. “What?? Why?” You ask, still shocked. He holds the towel around him gratefully, huffing softly. “The voice message I sent you…” he starts.

You blush softly as memories of his moans flood your mind, but you quickly shake them, mustering up a small, “oh…” He gulps, continuing his sentence, his cheeks getting darker and darker as he speaks, “I-I’m so fucking sorry…that was an accident and I didn’t mean to send it. I know it made you uncomfortable because you didn’t answer- obviously it made you uncomfortable I- I’m just so sorry I-“ He starts rambling.

You quickly stop him by placing a hand on top of his and leading him to sit down on your couch. “Hey, relax…” You think for a moment, finding the right words. “It didn’t make me uncomfortable, Matt…it just really confused me…”

He groans softly “I’m so sorry it was an accident…I dropped my phone on my chest and it- did that…” You furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “Wait hold on…how did that even happen? How did it move from a different app to our messages on its own and start the voice message?”

He somehow blushes even deeper, looking away. “I-I was already in our messages when I-um started…” You get even more confused until you remember the picture you’d sent him, your cheeks tinting pink. “O-oh…you were- to the picture I sent?” You ask, just being sure you’re on the same page.

“Y-yes…” he practically whimpers out in mortification. “I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to make things weird…we can just ignore this…pretend I don’t feel the way I do…” he begs, not wanting to lose what he has with you. You sigh softly, feeling guilty because the fact that you didn’t call him or say anything about the voice message was obviously making him feel crazy and ended up making him cut his family visit short.

“Shit…no we’re not gonna ignore this...” He’s somehow convinced himself you’re gonna tell him you never want to see him again. “W-what??” You decide to just blurt it out, not wanting to keep the secret any longer, especially since you’re sure he feels the same now, finishing your sentence. “…Because…I-i feel the same way…”

His eyes go wide and his mouth drops open in shock. For what feels like hours, but was only like a minute, you just look at each other, the only sound in the room being him dripping water onto your couch. You don’t say a word, desperate for him to just say something.

“A-are you serious…?” Is all he can get out in his state. You just nod softly, feeling like you’d rather go into a hole and never come out than speak right now. There’s another moment of silence before he speaks again. “How long?” Is all he says. Your cheeks turn red as you realize what he’s asking, speaking softly. “How long have I had feelings for you?” He nods.

You swallow, taking a deep breath for a moment before telling him. “Since the day we met I think…” He somehow gets even more shocked, unable to believe you’ve liked him just as long as he’d liked you. “Holy shit…me too…” It’s your turn to be shocked now, your eyes going wide. “W-what??” Is all you can muster. He decides to fuck it, spilling the secret he’s been holding for almost two years.

“Fuck, I’m in love with you…I have been for so long.” He practically whispers, his heart racing and his cheeks bright red. You do the only thing can think of in the moment, quickly moving closer on the couch, not caring how soaked he is, and pressing a kiss to his lips.

𝚊/𝚗: ugh I hate this I swear the next part will be better…I am SO sorry for the people that waited so long for this just for there to be nothing juicy, but I promise it’s coming! Thanks for the support and any feedback is appreciated or comments about anything at all are welcome! xx

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: @mattscumslutt @courta13

[domm1etae]

sent to tempt me - chapter eleven

chapter ten: hidden underneath

chapter summary: Are Yunho and Mingi finally starting to get along? It sure seems like it, especially after their breakfast conversation…. or not?

pairing: yunho x mingi

genre: smut (not yet but there will be eventually), angst, fluff, romance, m/m, non!idol!ateez, sub!yunho, dom!mingi, drama, coming of age, collage, religion

rating: 18+ (for the whole series bc there will be smut eventually) | mdni

word count: 2.1k

warnings under

collage, roommates, sub!yunho, dom!mingi, bad boy mingi and religious church good boy yunho same-sex attraction, m/m, teasing, dark themes, homophobia, self discovery, pet names, strangers to lovers, religion and religious topics, aaaand more will be added soon hehehe

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author's note: heeey, sorry today's chapter is shorter and not that packed, but i'm taking my driver's license test in 2 days and i'm super stressed and studying A LOT!! after i'm done, there will definitely be more chapters coming. ps. i'm currently watching spy x family, that's why i chose it hehehe

Yunho shut the door to his room, pressing his back against it as he exhaled sharply. His heart was still racing, his mind running in circles around everything that had just happened.

Mingi wanted to be friends. Not just tolerate each other, not just coexist—but actually be friends.

The idea sent a strange rush of warmth through Yunho’s chest, but it also left him reeling. It didn’t make sense. One second, Mingi was teasing him, pushing him into uncomfortable situations, acting like Yunho was some nuisance he had to put up with—and now he wanted to get along?

Yunho groaned, running a hand down his face as he stepped further into the room. The way Mingi had looked at him—so intense, so unreadable—it was burned into his mind. And that comment… You’re actually pretty cute. I like your kind. Yunho shuddered at the memory, unsure if it made him embarrassed or if some part of him liked the way it sounded coming from Mingi’s mouth.

Nope. Not thinking about that. He shook his head, forcing himself to push the thought away. He needed clarity. He needed someone to help him make sense of all this. And he knew exactly who to turn to.

Grabbing his phone off his desk, Yunho quickly pulled up his messages and typed out a text to Jisung.

Yunho: Hey, I have something I need to talk to you about. You got time tomorrow?

The response came quicker than expected.

Jisung: Ohhh interesting. I’m hanging out with two of my friends since it’s Friday tomorrow, but you can totally join us. They give great advice, so they’ll add a lot to the convo.

Yunho hesitated for a moment, a small flicker of anxiety creeping in. He hadn’t expected Jisung to invite other people. What if they judged him? What if they didn’t understand? But before his nerves could fully settle in, excitement took over. Maybe this was good. Maybe hearing different perspectives would help him figure things out.

He took a deep breath and started typing.

Yunho: Amazing. When can I arrive?

Yunho woke up the next morning to the soft glow of sunlight filtering through his blinds. Blinking groggily, he stretched his arms over his head, his body still heavy with sleep. It took him a second to remember that it was Friday—one of his lighter days. Just two classes before he was free for the weekend.

He sat up, rubbing a hand over his face before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He didn’t bother putting much thought into his outfit, grabbing a pair of jeans, a black shirt, and his hoodie. As he pulled the hoodie over his head, his gaze landed on something small and familiar resting on his desk—his rosary.

For a long moment, he just stared at it. He hadn’t been to church once since arriving at college. The realization made his stomach twist with guilt. His parents would be furious if they knew. They would probably disown him, or at least have a long, soul-crushing conversation about his ‘drifting faith.’ The thought alone made his chest feel tight.

With a sigh, he reached for the rosary, letting the beads slip through his fingers. He used to wear it every day back home, a constant reminder of who he was supposed to be. Maybe he couldn’t bring himself to step into a church just yet, but he could at least wear it. That had to count for something, right? Maybe he’d even look up some services online and go this Sunday. That would make his parents happy… if they ever found out.

After a brief hesitation, he slipped the rosary over his head, tucking it beneath his shirt. He didn’t want people to stare or ask questions. Keeping it hidden was easier.

Shaking off the unease curling in his stomach, he grabbed his backpack and headed for the bathroom. A quick splash of cold water helped wake him up, and he brushed his teeth, letting the mundane routine ground him. When he was done, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and made his way into the kitchen.

Yunho stepped into the kitchen and immediately froze.

Oh. Right.

He totally forgot about this part.

Mingi was already there, leaning against the counter with a mug in one hand, his phone in the other. White wired earbuds trailed from his ears, one tucked loosely beneath his silver hoop earring. He wore a black and white striped sweater—slightly oversized, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows—and ripped black jeans that hung low on his hips. Rings adorned his fingers, a few silver necklaces layered around his neck, one of them catching the dim kitchen light as he turned.

Noticing Yunho, Mingi pulled one earbud out and paused whatever he was watching. “Good morning, roomie,” he greeted casually, his voice still a little rough from sleep.

Yunho’s heart did something weird in his chest.

It was just the way Mingi said it—so easy, like they’d been doing this for years. Yunho swallowed, nodding stiffly. “G-Good morning.” He quickly turned toward the fridge, opening it even though he had no idea what he was looking for.

His mind raced back to their agreement from yesterday. Okay. He could do this.

They were supposed to be nice to each other now. Friends. Or, well, something like that. And really, Yunho didn’t want any bad blood between them. If Mingi could act normal, so could he.

Gathering every ounce of courage he had, Yunho turned back, still gripping the fridge door. “Uh—” he hesitated. Then, before he could chicken out, he asked, “What are you watching?”

Mingi paused, blinking. “Huh? Sorry, I didn’t hear you.”

Yunho hesitated, his grip tightening on the fridge door. “I, uh—” He cleared his throat. “I asked what you were watching.”

For a second, Mingi just stared, unreadable. Yunho braced himself for some sarcastic or dismissive remark. But then—

Something shifted.

Mingi’s whole expression changed in an instant. The usual sharp, dominant aura softened, replaced by something Yunho had never seen before. His eyes lit up, his mouth tugged into an excited grin, and suddenly, he was a completely different person.

“Oh man, okay, so—it’s Spy x Family! Have you heard of it? It’s so good, bro. Like, the animation? Top tier. The humor? Amazing. And the characters? Anya is literally the cutest kid ever, I swear. And Loid? The coolest fake dad to ever exist. Yor? Absolute queen. I just finished an episode, and I swear, every time Anya does something dumb, I lose it. Like—”

Mingi kept going. And going.

Yunho just stood there, completely frozen, watching in stunned silence as Mingi excitedly rambled about the anime. He was practically bouncing on his feet, hands moving as he gestured wildly to emphasize his points. His usual laid-back, intimidating aura? Completely gone. Instead, he was a total softie, eyes gleaming with pure enthusiasm.

It was… cute.

Wait. What?

No. No, that wasn’t the point here. Yunho shook himself out of his trance as Mingi finally paused to take a breath.

“You watch anime?” he asked, still processing.

Mingi grinned, nodding. “Yeah, when I have time for it.”

Yunho felt his face warm up. “I’ve heard Spy x Family is really good. Not just the story line, but the animation too, as you said. I wanted to check it out, but ever since college started, I haven’t had time.”

Mingi gasped dramatically. “YOU’RE AN ANIME FAN?!”

Yunho scratched the back of his neck. “Y-Yeah. Probably not as big as you, but…” He hesitated for a moment, then admitted, “I actually speak Japanese pretty fluently. Or, well, at least I think so. I haven’t used it in a few months.”

Mingi’s jaw dropped. “Bro, what?! You’re like my hero.”

“What?” Yunho blinked, caught off guard.

“I’ve tried learning Japanese, but I suck at studying,” Mingi groaned, running a hand through his hair. “I think my pronunciation is pretty decent, though! Watching anime helps, but man, it’s hard. You gotta tutor me or something.”

Yunho turned even redder. “N-No, I’m not that great…”

Yunho kept his head down and focused on preparing his breakfast, still feeling flustered from their conversation. But just as he took a bite, Mingi’s voice cut through the silence again.

“Yo, Yunho.”

Yunho glanced up mid-chew. “Hm?”

“Come closer.”

His chewing slowed. “…Why?”

Mingi sighed, rolling his eyes. “Oh, don’t make me come to you myself. Come on, I don’t bite—unless you want me to.”

Yunho nearly choked.

What the hell did that mean?!

Mingi raised an eyebrow expectantly, and despite every alarm blaring in his head, Yunho hesitantly stepped forward. Before he could process what was happening, Mingi suddenly reached out, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him closer.

Yunho froze.

Brain: shut down.

Body: completely rigid.

Soul: leaving his body.

WHAT IS HAPPENING. OH MY GOD. IS HE GONNA BEAT ME UP???

Mingi’s grip wasn’t rough, but it was firm, and Yunho barely had time to panic before he felt a light tug at his chest. His eyes darted downward just as Mingi pulled his rosary out from under his shirt, letting the small silver cross dangle between them.

“I knew I wasn’t making it up,” Mingi said, examining it closely. “You were hiding something under your shirt.” He smirked slightly. “It’s your rosary.”

Yunho swallowed hard. “Y-Yeah. I, uh… I’ll take it off. I left it on by mistake.”

At that, Mingi’s expression shifted into something unreadable. His smirk faded, replaced by something more serious. “Why?”

Yunho blinked. “Huh?”

“Why take it off?” Mingi frowned slightly, letting the cross rest against Yunho’s chest again. “It looks pretty. And super cool, actually.” Then, tilting his head, he added, “And I think you’re kinda lying to me.”

Yunho stiffened. “W-What?”

“Nobody leaves something like this on by mistake.”

Yunho bit his lip, looking away. “…I just don’t want anyone making fun of me for having a religion.”

Mingi scoffed. “Making fun of you?” He shook his head. “Trust me, nobody will. People will just think it’s a jewelry accessory, not an actual rosary.”

Yunho stayed silent, still gripping the hem of his hoodie.

Mingi studied him for a moment before sighing. “But, y’know…” He leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms. “If you have to hide your religion from people, doesn’t that kinda say something about what kind of believer you are?”

Yunho’s breath hitched. His fingers curled slightly, pressing into the fabric of his hoodie.

Mingi tilted his head. “Like, if it’s something you really care about, shouldn’t you wear it proudly?” His voice wasn’t mocking, just… genuinely curious.

Yunho swallowed, unsure how to answer.

Mingi sighed, then suddenly stood up, stretching. “And even if someone does have a problem with it…” He rolled his shoulders before shooting Yunho a confident grin. “Just call me up, and I’ll deal with them.”

Yunho’s head snapped up. “Huh? Wha—”

“You have my number, right?” Mingi added, winking before casually slinging his bag over his shoulder and heading out of the dorm.

Yunho just stood there.

Processing.

His face burned. His heart was racing.

What… just happened? What was that?

Yunho had no idea what to focus on first—Mingi getting that close to him first thing in the morning? Ugh. But shouldn’t he also feel at least a little offended? What did Mingi even know about religion or what a rosary meant?

But….Mingi had a point.

Yunho hated to admit it, but he did.

If he truly believed in God, if his faith was something he held close to his heart, then why was he so afraid to show it? Why did he tuck his rosary away like a secret—like something shameful?

His parents would say it’s because the world was cruel. That people would ridicule him, tempt him, try to lead him astray. That he had to stay vigilant and protect his faith, not flaunt it.

But was he really protecting it… or was he just afraid?

Yunho exhaled sharply and ran a hand through his hair. Ugh. No. Stop thinking about it. This wasn’t the time to spiral over religion. He had class. He had things to do.

…And Mingi.

You have my number, right?

Yunho blinked.

Wait. No. He didn’t have Mingi’s number.

Why did Mingi assume he did?

Maybe Mingi thought he gave it to him at some point? Or maybe they were already in some group chat for the dorm floor, and Yunho just forgot to save his contact?

Still. The way he said it so casually, like Yunho should’ve already had it, like it was natural for them to text—

Yunho pressed his palms into his cheeks. His face was burning. God, I need to stop thinking about this guy.

With that, he grabbed his bag and left for class, determined to focus on anything other than his roommate.

Oh, and the rosary, stayed, where it was—hanging freely over his shirt, out in the open.

[irlmadara]

Started playing the MGS series and I’m up to 3

Blonde hair and creepy blue eyes… pick a struggle…

[lastthroes]

/taps mic julius finding out about the hidden stash ludger has of incest porn send post

[unriding]

Moze was known for being sneaky and basically invisible, since barely anyone sees him while he sees everyone and everything. It might be creepy to think about, but this didn't intimidate you at all. Rather the opposite - this was one of the reasons why you became interested in him.

But your beloved would've never guessed that you can be the sneaky type too. At first, you sneaked into his heart slowly and carefully - and now you are sneaking sweet little messages on sticky notes everywhere he could see them.

Be it in his lunchbox, in his trouser pockets, on his daggers,.. everywhere he would find a sweet message like “Remember that you are so, so loved by me, Moze! ❤️” which he certainly wasn't used to seeing, but he didn't mind it in one bit.

He actually adores it and they became one of his favorite parts of the day - besides the part where he would see you.

So don't be surprised when you find a sticky note with the message “I love you, Evie.” one day too, and of course - he would've sneaked it into your lunchbox, too while watching your reaction in the shadows, slightly smiling to himself.

~ 💐 (18th door of the advent calendar)

[kikuism]

been having a blast exploring the uglier aspects of kiku's personality enough with the soft uwu baby

[kikiwiwiz]

İ want to messily rant about something which is the way this fandom treats canon ships.

Ships like aoikane are so very obviously canon from both sides (Aoi is so obviously inlove with Akane if you don't see that you have zero media literacy im sorry) yet they keep getting hate left and right, in some platforms (cough cough, twitter, cough) you will get jumped if you say you enjoy it.

Meanwhile a ship like mitsukou gets a completely different light and is just, you are auto expected to like it just because its canon? Just that, whenever someone brings up not liking mitsukou its just "BUT İTS CANON!!!!" who genuienely cares? İ straight up just don't like their dynamic im not too big on right person wrong time unless specific settings/an au

And it irritates me how those same people will deny aoikane or teruaoi or even Sakura's obvious pan/bi coding despite them being so obviously canon

And that behavior just pisses me off so much because in everyother fandom of ever, not enjoying a canon ship is completely normal and not a big offense but in tbhk fandom its a whole another story. And that makes me even more judgemental towards mitsukou because its fans are so annoying about it being canon.

İ am not fucking getting up everyday praying for mitsukou to not be canon because lets be honest it pretty much is. And i hate how these people are just so sticky to it thinking a ship can be liked just because its canon.