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littleapplle · 1 month ago

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Dearest writer, I would like to submit an order into your respected bakery! 🍞🥯🥖🥐

May I kindly get a NSFW A to Z Headcannon for Rafayel or Caleb? (or both if you don’t mind :3) I’m a huge fan of your writing and given that you are open for orders I figured I could try my luck in ordering something special 🙂‍↕️🥹

But ofc if this is too much of a hassle you may kindly ignore my order and move on 🤭🥹🥺 I shall kindly await for your response and I look forward to your masterpiece (even if it’s not my request) 💖

nsfw alphabet ⊹ ࣪ ˖ rafayel and caleb

cw.: nsfw. real porn links!! must be logged in twt to watch.

note: oh anon you'll make my heart melt:( thank you for your sweet words, my luv. i'm so sorry for the wait, i wish i had finished this much sooner >< hope this is good enough tho bc i lwk feel like i did a terrible job <//3

rafayel

a = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): Really good! Rafayel can’t stand being dirty after sex and won’t really rest until you and him are cleaned up so you two always end up snuggling in his bathtub while he massages your scalp and scrubs your body lovingly. If you're not too tired, talk to him. He wants to hear your voice. How was it? Did you enjoy it? Tell him everything, he'll listen. Rafayel holds you so close you think he’s actually trying to get under your skin, literally.

b = body part (their favorite of theirs and their partner): If you asked, he’d say he loves every part of you and he absolutely cannot choose. If he really had to answer… your boobs. They’re the perfect size, feel good on his palms, your nipples don’t have a single moment of peace. You have to physically pull him away before they’re sore and puffy. ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...² ❤︎...³

on his body though… his hands, of course! It is with them that he creates his beautiful pieces and makes you come undone as his slender fingers press down on that spongy spot inside you.

c = cum (anything to do with cum): Will come anywhere you want if you ask him to but he really likes to see his cum dripping on your skin. Be it your stomach, your tits, doesn’t matter, he’ll go feral. As for the taste, it barely tastes like anything. It’s a bit salty and very watery but that’s it. ❤︎...

d = dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs): Really wants to photograph you. Be it during sex, just you touching yourself, anything. Definitely has a secret journal about you and wants to decorate it with your beautiful body and face. 100% has a polaroid of your tits on his wallet and has no shame at all.

e = experience (how experienced are they): Barely any. Listen, he has read erotica, studied human anatomy a thousand times and knows the human body like no one else but he never had sex with anyone but you so please guide him the first few times. Be vocal, he’s a quick learner, he’ll learn his way around your body in a second.

f = favorite position: Rafayel likes a position based on how easy he can 1. kiss you and 2. look at your face. Missionary lover, basic but nothing with Rafayel is boring. Sex with Rafayel tends to be SO romantic, he’s THE lover boy. He kisses you so sweetly, sucking hickies on your neck while his cock drags inside you slowly. Also looooves when you ride him! it’s a combo of everything he likes, you frowning in pleasure, your boobs bouncing AND you on top of him!! ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...² ❤︎...³

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): Oh sex with Rafayel is never serious! He’s always trying to get a reaction out of you, be it trying to make you laugh by pressing a kiss to that ticklish spot on your neck or by making the stupidest joke ever. Your laughter gets him going more than he’d like to admit.

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): First of all, yes, it is purple and second, he shaves very frequently. As a lemurian, he never had any issues with body hair since he didn’t have any. Nowadays, he’s grown used to shaving since his pubes sensory bother him.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): Puh-lease, we are talking about Rafayel. The artist, the lemurian that lives and breathes for love, your one and only soulmate. Rafayel is obsessed with you, always has been, always will be. To have skin to skin contact with you, letting him see you bare and vulnerable and yet still trust him, it’s everything he’d ever wish for. Rafayel lives for romance, love and pure intimacy and he will show it to you in every touch, kiss and praise.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon): Before getting together with you, if he was ever really pent up and stressed, maybe once or twice a week. After you two got together officially, he doesn’t see the point in masturbating when he’s always glued to your side. If you’re away for whatever reason though? I believe he can get pretty needy and maybe, just maybe, rub one off.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks): Does body worship even count as a kink? Well, doesn’t matter. How many times do I have to say that Rafayel is OBSESSED with you??? There’s nothing that makes him hornier than being allowed to kiss your body. Praising you in every single language he knows is not enough, he needs your soul to be tied with his so you can read his mind and deepest thoughts about how lovely you are. Also, voyeurism, Rafayel is a closeted perv. He likes to watch, to take his time eyeing his food before actually diving in. Seeing you touch yourself without his intervention makes the knot in his lower stomach grow tighter and his skin hotter.

l = location (favorite places to do the do): Rafayel is too possessive to have actual sex in public so that’s a no. Anywhere in his studio is fine if you’re comfortable! Buuut if you trust him enough, please let him drag you to the ocean. There are no interruptions, no important phone calls, no Thomas to accidentally walk in, it’s just you and him where he’s most comfortable. It doesn’t tire him to be in his human form but giving his body a break and finally being in his real, lemurian form, feels like a relief from time to time.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): When you’re more petty than him and talk back. FUCK he could bust a nut right there. Or the fact that as a hunter, you can manhandle him just as easy as he can manhandle you. OR the fact that you’re not scared of him in the slightest. He would never hurt you, but if he wanted, a single song would be enough to make you go crazy and drown in the ocean. You’re aware of that, you just don’t care. That’s what makes him go insane.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs): Share you with someone. Although he doesn’t show it, Rafayel is extremely protective and can be very possessive depending on the situation. Letting someone else touch you turns him off completely.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): #01 pussy eater. Rafayel loves your pussy ok, leave him alone… Can totally cum untouched from just eating you out and is not embarrassed in the slightest. Actually really good at it too, like, 100% a muncher. Def tries to make you squirt on his tongue. As for receiving? Sure! It’s never unwelcomed. Just know that he will return the favor 10x better. ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...² ❤︎...³

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): Rafayel can be both. There is no red and blue with him, there’s purple. Rafayel can’t stick to a single thing forever. During his heat, he’s rougher, manhandling you around and bending you in whatever position he judges comfortable in the moment. When he’s feeling needy and clingy, he’s gentle. Rolls his hips against yours slowly, kissing your neck sensually while praising you in lemurian.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Not a big fan but he isn’t totally opposed to them. For Rafayel, sex is something intimate and he wants to take his time with you. He wants both of you to enjoy the moment with no rush.

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): That depends on how far you two are going. Fingering you under the table at a banquet? Sure, why not. Getting a bit handsy and making out? Lovely. Actual sex? No. Not happening at all. Rafayel, even if he hides it, is a possessive creature. Your sounds and body are for his ears and eyes only. You’re his and he’s not up for sharing.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): Normally, he can go for two rounds before falling on top of you tiredly. In heat though? He is not stopping. His mind breaks but his body still wants and needs more. Doesn’t matter how many times he’s come already, his hips do not stop against yours until he thinks you’re full of his eggs.

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): Doesn’t own any but is not opposed to them. If you’re interested in trying it out and using them during sex, sure! He can work with that. Extra stimulation on your clit while his fingers are shoved on your cunt isn’t unwanted.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease): Now, is it really Rafayel if there’s no teasing? He is insufferable. He likes to see you work for it even though he knows damn well it’s him that will fold first in the end.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make): Sorry, he’s not holding back. He needs you to know how good you make him feel. His range is insane, he’d be grunting in your ear and suddenly his moans turn high pitched and beautiful. Rafayel can get whiny, he complains, he’s petty, he mewls and in the next second he groans and curses in his mother language in pleasure.

w = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): I need to spread the virgin Rafayel agenda… He is a lemurian, he’s bound to you in a level that no human would ever understand. There are no “friends with benefits”, “situationship”, “hookup”, Rafayel has been waiting for you and only you. He doesn’t need it to be magical or perfect, he just needs it to be you.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): The prettiest cock you’ll see in your short human life. It’s genuinely nice to look at. Rafayel’s cock is pale, with the prettiest pink tip and cutest mole on the length that if you kiss, his knees buckle weakly and his head spins. It isn’t thick but it’s curved up and it drags deliciously inside you. I’d say #c7b2ab for the length and #d9a3a3 for the tip. In his human form, solid 6,7 inches (17 cm).

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?): Lemurians are creatures with many cycles. Rafayel has a high libido naturally, but during ebb day and his heat? He is trying to crawl under your skin. Ebb day makes him needy, sensitive and whiny, he just wants an effective way of cooling off. His heat quite literally makes him feral, he wants you and if you consent, you’re not leaving the water at all. At least not until it is over.

z = zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward): Pretty quick. After he’s sure you two are clean, comfortable and satisfied, he’s hugging you close and burying his face in your neck sleepily. If you feel like it, you two can chat. Rafayel loves pillow talk. If you’re tired and wish to be quiet, then it’s time to nap.

caleb

a = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): THE BEST. King of aftercare. Knows everything you want and attends to every one of your needs. You want water? There’s already a glass on your bedside table. You’re hungry? You want him to cook or do you want to order takeout? He’ll do it. You feel dirty? Let him run a bath for you- you get the idea.

b = body part (their favorite of theirs and their partner): In your body, definitely your ass. Always has been. Doesn’t matter what you are wearing, be it those old pj’s from your childhood, a new pair of undies, nothing at all, it all makes him feel like he’s gonna bust a nut on his pants.

He really likes his arms. Caleb has always worked out a lot since highschool and he’s really proud of how far he’s come. He likes how big they’re compared to yours, how he can manhandle you during sex and roughhousing, and how comfortable you look in his arms when you two hug.

c = cum (anything to do with cum): If you allow him to cum inside you, that’s all he’ll ever want to do. Caleb has a huge breeding kink, and the fact that you trust him enough to let him fill you up drives him mad. If you go down on him, he never lets you swallow it, he feels too bad to do so. Makes you spit on his hand and honestly thank god. It’s thick and slightly bitter but he cums so much you WILL choke. ❤︎...

d = dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs): Sigh, is it really a dirty secret if you already caught him at least twice? Caleb’s interest in your underwear is pathetic. At this point he’s not even trying to hide it anymore, he’s just shamelessly going through your drawers to find that old and stained pair you forgot to throw away. Bonus point if you catch him sniffing them and complain about it. Secretly likes when you scream at him and say “Gross, Caleb!”. Also wishes you let him keep your undies on during sex, it really turns him on.

e = experience (how experienced are they): None. Caleb has never felt any attraction to anyone but you his whole life. For years he has been waiting for the right moment for both of you so, you’re his first and last.

f = favorite position: Backshots. He loves your ass. There’s nothing better than taking you from behind, a hand wrapped around your waist while the other smooths the skin of your back. Also really enjoys being inhumanely close to you, doesn’t matter the position. As long as you two are close, you, safely in his arms, he’s happy. ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...² ❤︎...³ ❤︎...⁴

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): Caleb wishes that you only see his outgoing and playful persona, created just for you and the sexual aspect is not different. He likes to make you laugh at any and every moment. If you whine in pain because his cock is too big, he’ll blow a raspberry on your neck to distract you and make you giggle. He’ll tickle your waist if you talk back. Anything to make you smile.

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): It’s trimmed. Not all shaved and smooth but it isn’t unruly. Has the sliiiiightest happy trail peeking up his boxers. If it bothers you though, he’ll shave it in a minute.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): Very romantic. At least he tries. Caleb wanted to be your prince charming, your knight in shining armor his whole life. Sex is one of the many ways he wants to prove he’s the best for you, that around him, you’re safe and can be yourself with no fear. He kisses you gently, whispering the sweetest words ever in your ear, massaging every sore spot in your body while wishing he’s worthy of your praise too.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon): Yeah… During his teenage years, he jerked off a lot. Caleb had a high libido but could not have the only person he wanted so all he had was his fist. Nowadays, before and after you two got together, i still believe he jerks off alot since you two are still very far apart, you living in Linkon and him in Skyhaven, though he prefers coming to you rather than fucking his fist by himself.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks): As I mentioned previously, Caleb has a huge breeding kink. Part of it is because he genuinely wishes to start a family with you in the future but also because he feels so close to you this way. Loves to keep his cock plugged inside you for a while before actually pulling out. ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...²

His praise kink goes both ways. He’s always praising you for all of your achievements, not only sexually. Please praise him back, he’s trying his best for you, always. Tell him he is making you feel good, tell him you love him, that what he’s doing feels right. He might come on the spot.

Do I even have to mention his size kink… He is bigger than you. Caleb goes weak at the thought of being able to manhandle you into whatever position he wants you to be. And if he can press down on your tummy and feel his cock abusing your cunt? Ohhh yeah, yes he came. Don’t judge him. ❤︎...

l = location (favorite places to do the do): Caleb can only actually relax when he’s alone with you at your apartment or his. Preferably yours back in Linkon. He feels tense in Skyhaven and is always on alert. In Linkon though, he can let himself relax better knowing that you’re safer. Not a fan of kitchen sex specifically. That aside, anywhere is fine.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): You’re horny? So is he! Caleb has been waiting for you for years, saying he’s pent up is an understatement. Just say the words and he’s already looking at you with puppy dog eyes, waiting for an order.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs): Anything related to impact play. No. He hates the thought of hurting you and finds no pleasure in such things.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): Zero skill, no experience, but he has a dream. Show him how you like it, ride his face, pull his hair, order him around, hell, sit on his face. He’s a quick learner once he sets his mind onto something. 100% a giver and doesn’t want you to go down on him because it’s too “degrading” and he feels bad. Please go down on him. He’ll complain and try to pull away but he comes SO quickly, cock twitching, grunting, knees buckling and all. ❤︎...

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): … Rough. Listen, he doesn’t mean to be rough but he can’t help it. Your cunt makes Caleb malfunction, overheat and shut down. He’s dumbed down at the slightest clench around his cock and his hips have a mind of their own, snapping against yours harshly as he drools and kisses your shoulder in apology.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Actually likes them! You two are always very busy with your jobs and being distant from each other most of the time isn’t easy. To him, quickies are more about you than him. He wants to get you off so you feel at peace. He can rub one off later and you don’t have to concern your pretty head over it.

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): No. Caleb hates, hates, hates the thought of taking risks with you. He’d rather die than having you be seen in such an intimate way. As for experimenting, yes of course! Be open with him, tell him what you’re into, what you want to try… Your wish is his command.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): From the lack of experience, Caleb can last two rounds max before you tire him out. That does not mean he’ll leave you unsatisfied though. He still has his mouth and fingers ready to satiate you. ❤︎...¹ ❤︎...²

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): Absolutely not. Are you trying to get him killed? Caleb is jealous of anything that breathes the same air as you and you want him to accept the idea of having something else making you cum? Just shoot him already.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease): If anyone is being teased, it’s him. Although you two play fight a lot, Caleb isn’t one to be a tease during sex. He has been waiting, planning for this moment for years. Everything needs to be perfect. He can wait to get under your skin later.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make): He tries so hard to be quiet… he wants to focus on your moans, your moans are the pretty ones, not his. Caleb holds back, bites his lip, hides his face on your nape but nothing can make him shut up. The moment he enters you, he’s moaning, huffing and grunting like an animal.

w = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): Caleb really enjoys all the attention you give him when he’s looking all scary and dominant in his colonel uniform. He knows you eye him hungrily when gets home, he won’t take the uniform off on purpose, he just waits to see how long it’ll take for you to fold and come sit on his lap, grinding your cunt on his clothed thigh. Won’t admit it but likes when you call him colonel, sir, mr. xia, etc.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): Alright mr. fat cock pack it up. It’s thick alright. I can totally picture him saying “biiiig stretch, pips” while shushing your whines. Thick base, thick and veiny length, fat tip. That’s what he's hiding in his boxers. 6,6 inches (~16,5cm) that stretch you out SO good, the veins drag inside you soooo nicely it feels like heaven. #a88479 for the length and #a66d5b for the tip.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?): Oh boy, do I even need to say this? We are talking about THE yearner. Caleb’s super pent up and dare I say he has a pretty high libido. He is always stressed because of work and he has been waiting for you for years. The moment you consent, he’s fumbling with both his and your clothes.

z = zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward): He usually doesn't sleep after you two have sex. He’s too busy watching you sleep to do so. Caleb is only at peace if he is sure you’re safe and comfortable. Poor boy barely has time to catch his breath as he’s running around the apartment getting everything you might need and want so you don’t have to leave the bed. Tell him to relax, ask him to lie down with you, bury your face on his beefy chest and make sure he doesn’t leave the bed, he needs it.

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neeeooon · 4 months ago

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Hii (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I absolutely loved the part 2 of the when they found out they had a kid, and I was wondering, is it possible for you to make a one shot, perhaps a continuation/2nd part for Reo? Like if he tells his current wife about it or not. And what the child feels about him. It's ok if you don't want to I'm just thirsty for Reo content lol. Thank you very much!

YESSS i was so happy to see this req lmao i didn’t think u guys would like those posts SO THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST!! <3

the past becomes the present

ex-husband/baby-daddy reo! & fem!reader. continuation of reo’s part in this post. reo has a wife and kids. most characters have names

“did you know who i was at the doctor’s office?” reo’s wife, kaori, asked in a trembling voice. she knew her husband was married before, but it was brief and left him heartbroken.

you sank further into your chair under her scrutinizing gaze. there was no doubt in your mind that she was better suited for this life than you. “i didn’t. i knew reo got married again, but i always avoided those photos and articles… i didn’t know until i saw his number on your card.”

when reo hit you with the “i want partial custody,” you’d panicked, thinking he’d use his big, fancy lawyers to force you to submit. though you’d taken the bribe from his parents all those years ago, you put most of it into a sealed account for your son to open when he became an adult. there was only enough for living expenses and things that would give your son a comfortable life, not to blow on expensive lawyers.

“y/n,” reo’s voice pulled you from your thoughts, and you looked up to see something sparkling in his violet eyes. grief? hurt? disgust? you didn’t know, but all three were warranted. “i’m sorry you felt like you couldn’t talk to me about this back then.”

both kaori and you sat up straight in your chairs. “huh?”

“when my parents offered you that deal, when you ran, i should have looked for you to see why you left. all i did was listen to their lies. i had no idea you were pregnant…” he shot a brief look at his wife before reaching over and giving her hand a gentle squeeze. “i wouldn’t change anything, though. i have a new life. i’m happy. but now i know i have a son, and i want us to be a part of his life, too.”

you thought back to the three children playing with your son in the waiting room—reo’s daughters—and felt your throat begin to itch. ducking your head, you focused hard on the little string bracelet your son made for you. “i want that, too.” looking up, you felt warm tears dripping down your cheeks as you stared at your ex-husband and his beautiful wife. “but i don’t want to be replaced. i know sota would be happy with your family, but he’s my son, too. he’s all i have, and i know that you could take him without so much as lifting a finger, but please, don’t take him away from me.”

the raw desperation in your voice sent shivers down both mikage’s spines. kaori looked at her husband, then back at you. “y/n…” she sounded softer this time, like you were one of her daughters in need of comfort. “i would never take your son away from you. he’ll have a place here if he wants it, but you are his mother. you’ll always be his mother.”

you were sobbing into your hands by this point, and kaori gave reo’s hand one last squeeze before getting up from her chair and hurrying around the table to hug your shoulders. “why don’t we have that play date now, hm? my girls and your sota. it will be nice for him to get to know his dad a bit, don’t you think?” you held on tight to your ex’s new wife as you managed a small, yes, through your tears.

☆ 🧸

“wow! you’re really good!” your son, sota, exclaimed, eyes sparking, as he watched reo shoot a goal. the mikage’s had an entire floor of their penthouse dedicated to soccer, and since your son was a fan of the sport, reo offered to teach him some moves.

grinning at the praise, reo plucked the ball from the goal and lightly passed it to his son. “why don’t you try?” they continued playing together, your son’s ecstatic laugh reverberating around the room until the sun had dipped past the horizon. reo asked your son if he wanted to stay for dinner, but sota gave you a look that said “bedtime,” so you promised your ex-husband you’d both be back for lunch.

on the drive home, sora dozing off in the backseat, you quietly asked, “did you have fun today? with the girls?”

he hummed sleepily, and you saw him nodding in your rearview mirror. “they’re nice… mommy?”

“yes, baby?” he hesitated for only a moment, but it was long enough to send your fingers tightening around the wheel. “is mr. mikage my dad?”

during the meeting, kaori and reo mentioned wanting to wait until sota was more familiar with them before breaking the news. even you didn’t think your son would catch on so quick. clearing your throat, you forced a chirpy voice as you asked, “what makes you say that, sweetheart?”

sota’s silence made you anxious. then he sighed. “mrs. takeda at school says i have a handsome smile. mr. mikage has it, too.”

for real? he figured it out over a smile? you didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. instead, you hummed lightly, trying to remain calm for him. “if he was, how would that make you feel?”

“awesome! mr. mikage is so cool! and ms. kaori and kumi and the twins, too! but they’re not as cool as you, mommy.” he exclaimed, and you could hear him wiggling around in his car seat.

he fell asleep before you got home, giving you enough silence to contemplate how this was your life. you carefully carried and tucked him into bed when you got home and immediately called reo’s new wife.

“is everything okay?” she asked immediately, to which you replied with a shaky sigh. “he knows. i didn’t confirm, but he knows.” it was her turn to release a slow breath. “and his thoughts?”

“he seems happy. he thinks very highly of your family.” you managed a laugh before pausing. “do we tell reo? i know he wanted to have a sit-down with sota soon…”

kaori hummed on the other line. “you didn’t confirm, right? i’ll tell him that sota suspects so he can change up whatever speech he’s planning.” you both laughed then, and you felt strangely… lighter. like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“thank you,” you began slowly. “for everything. i don’t… i don’t deserve any of your kindness.”

“you were young and scared, y/n. what reo’s parents did was wrong, but i would never subject an innocent child to such cruelty. and you’re his mother, someone reo once loved, which means you deserve the benefit of the doubt. plus, i need a mom-friend!” your eyes stung once again, but you forced yourself to remain calm as you thanked kaori and wished her goodnight. part of you would always love reo, but you were so eternally grateful that he found happiness with someone as precious as his new wife.

☆ 🧸

you debated whether or not to give reo and sota privacy for when reo officially broke the news, but your son’s firm grip on your shirt was enough for you to stay. the three of you sat on the ground of reo’s office, your legs tight to your chest as you carefully watched your son’s expressions.

“hi, sota,” reo began with a smile. sota looked between the two of you, and you could tell he was growing scared. scooting closer, you wrapped an arm around his small shoulders and pulled him into your side. “you don’t have to be nervous, baby. we just walk to talk to you about something, that’s all.”

“am i in trouble? are you mad that i said i want you to be my dad?” his bottom lip trembled, wobbling worse when reo’s eyes widened. the man’s mouth opened and closed several times before he finally said, “y-you want that?”

you hugged your son when you felt his breathing speed up. “you’re not in trouble, baby! i promise.”

“he looks mad…”

“i’m not mad,” reo managed in the softest voice he could muster. you knew him well enough to know he was fighting back tears. “i just… i know you only met me recently, but i want to be your dad, too.”

your son’s face lit up. “really?!”

“really.”

“and kumi and the twins can be my sisters?!”

reo was chuckling now. “yes, they’re your sisters.”

“but,” sota paused now to look up at you. “ms. kaori is nice, but i want mommy to be my mommy.” you sucked in a shaky breath and squeezed sota into your side. “oh, baby. don’t worry about that; i’m not going anywhere.”

sota asked to play with his new little sister’s after that, and you watched the four kids run circles around a laughing kaori as she baked cookies for them. “he’s a good kid, y/n.” reo said at your side, and you rubbed your arm with a smile. “you did well.” he didn’t hug you, but you felt engulfed by his words.

blinking back tears, you turned and gave him a small nod. “thank you, reo.”

this is so long but it was SO fun!! reo and reader don't end up together, but i wasn't going to break his family up ❤️‍🩹

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goorgeousz · 3 months ago

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overtime | aaron hotchner

18+ MDNI

pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!female!reader

summary: based on this request! hotch calls you into his office after hours about a missing report but you know the real reason behind it

content/tw: unprotected sex, p in v sex, office sex, semi-public sex, use of y/n, dom!hotch, sub!reader, hotch puts you on a headlock (sexually), choking (reader being choked),

word count: 3.9k

a/n: this was supposed to be a porn without plot situation but I’m a whore for background story… anyway, thank you for submitting, my requests are open <3 I hope you enjoy it!

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This had to come to an end.

This thing between you and Hotchner — whatever that was — had been going on for months now. The mutual pining, stolen glances, longing touches.

You liked it. At first, it was too subtle. The rush of trying to get a moment alone. The butterflies in your stomach not knowing if it was real or happening just in your head. ‘Did he want to touch my waist or was it an accident?’ ‘Did he get coffee for everyone else or was it just me?’ ‘Was he looking at my lips or I’m seeing things?’

But enough is enough. You were adults, for Christ’s sake. And even though the longing were fun and exciting, it had to come to an end, otherwise would be just torture. Fantasy.

You were stubborn, you’d admit it. But Aaron? That man was a fucking wall.

A few weeks ago, you thought he was going to break. It was a dinner party at Rossi’s. A lot of wine later, he offered to give you and JJ a ride. He let her home first, and you were alone in the car. Your dress had slipped up, you could see his eyes staring holes at your thighs from the driver seat. But as you waited for him to make the first move, he just parked and offered to walk you to the door, not even waiting for you to invite him to come in.

And then, in the last case you had, you felt him uneasy. He was shifting on his seat, fumbling with his fingers, his tie seemingly too tight, and he stared at you more than usual. Late at night, on the plane home, after everyone was asleep, you asked him what was wrong. He was nervous, but he was going to tell you. He really was. Finally. But the jet entered a turbulent area, and it woke everyone up. When you arrived, after packing your things to go home you went to talk to him again. Just the two of you. But the moment was gone, and he’d become distant again.

That’s when you decided: today was the day.

You didn’t typically wear tight outfits, or anything remotely short. Your day to day outfits were consistent: pants and a shirt. Maybe a sweater, maybe long skirts. You valued a good closet, choosing carefully your clothes — you loved feeling well dressed —, your goal to be the most comfortable possible.

But it was summer, and hotter than usual. You didn’t think much of it, just picking that dress because it was possibly the only item you owned that wouldn’t overheat you. It wasn’t anything inappropriate, really. Just not what you usually went for.

It was a tight dress, stopping mid thigh, with a v-neck and ¾ sleeves. Nothing fancy, but it hugged your curves just right. You felt beautiful walking out, but you didn’t think people would notice it.

Man, were you wrong.

It started with Morgan, who playfully barked as soon as you walked into the bullpen. You laughed at him, playing and giving him a twirl. They all complimented you, and only then you realized you could use that to your advantage.

The team had a meeting, and you made sure to arrive early at the conference room, to be alone with Hotch and see if he would give you a reaction.

A reaction was given.

Hotch looked up from his papers when he heard your footsteps approaching the conference room. You smiled politely, greeted him with a good morning and grabbed a cup of coffee, making sure to spend as much time standing as possible.

More than seen, you felt his gaze on you. He looked at you like a man starved, not even bothering to greet you back. His eyes roamed your whole body, his breath hitching when you swayed your hips, walking slowly to sit next to him.

He didn’t pretend he wasn’t looking at your chest, your breasts pushed together under the cleavage, making him thirsty. His eyes found yours, and you realized you had him.

Before anything could happen, Spencer and Emily walked into the room, followed a few minutes later by the rest of the team. The interruption didn’t bother you in the slightest. You leaned back, trying not to grin too wildly while he started the meeting, not so subtly averting his eyes from you.

…

It was a matter of time. You didn’t know when, you didn’t know how. But nonetheless, you knew.

Not even 10 minutes after, you got a text. Before you even got your phone, you knew it was coming.

From ‘Hotch’: Y/N, come to my office as soon as possible.

Feeling all too pleased with yourself, you chuckled and stood up, fixing your already perfectly smoothed dress, and climbed the stairs leading to Hotch’s office.

You knocked at the door and waited for a response. He authorized you to come in, his voice muffled by his soundproof walls.

“You wanted to see me, sir?” you asked, managing to seem oblivious.

“Yes.” he nodded, grabbing one of the files at his table. “It’s about your paperwork.”

“Is there something wrong?” you asked, knowing damn right there was nothing wrong.

“Not with the ones you submit. There are a few reports missing.”

“Yes, I was going to do them tomorrow, when I’ll have more time. Since they’re too important, you know? Didn’t want to end up messing them up.” you explained, crossing your arms.

“I understand. But I’ll ask you to start doing those first.” you arched an eyebrow at that “It’s important to improve your production organization, just as much as the work itself. For example, if tomorrow we end up having a case, your focus should be on the case, not on the previous paper work. Even though there are only a few reports missing, they are the most relevant ones. So I suggest…” he interrupted his speech, clearly annoyed at you “I don’t see this is so funny, agent.”

“Sorry. I’m so sorry, sir.” you said, trying and failing miserably to suppress your grin. You didn’t even bother to sit.

This was ridiculous.

He leaned back on his chair, crossing his arms and raising his eyebrows at you.

“Care to explain?”

“It’s just that… I’m waiting for you to tell me the real reason you called me in here.” he looked dumbfounded at you.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s not that what you’re saying isn’t important, it is. Very much so, I understand that. But you never told me about it. Not once, since I joined the team. I’ve always managed my paperwork just fine, never missed a report. Case or no case. And it didn’t affect my performance in the field, not in the slightest.” you explained, resting your hips at the back of the chair before you, glancing at him on the other side of the table.

“This is not true at all.” he said, fixing his tie. You laughed.

“It is. You know it.” he did. But he wasn’t ready to admit it. “So you called me in just to talk about my reports?”

“Precisely.”

“And you had to wait for everyone to leave to talk with me about my reports?” you got him.

“I didn’t realize it was that late.” at that you laughed.

“Come on, Hotch. I see you staring. You can’t keep your eyes up. You try to, I’ll give you that.”

“That’s a very serious accusation, agent.” he muttered.

“I’m not accusing you of anything. I’m simply stating facts.” you sighed “It could be so much easier if you just admitted.”

“How so?” he didn’t deny, so you took it as a sign he was close.

“You and I both know what’s going on. And neither of us want to break first. But I know I don’t just speak for myself when I say it’s becoming unbearable.”

“I don’t know if I agree.” he said, but his voice sounded hoarse and his pupils dilated.

“Oh but you do.” your tone a mocking sweetness “I bet you spent hours just figuring out a way to call me here. Something reasonable enough so it would be pathetic. It didn’t worry, did it?”

“Are you calling your unit chief pathetic, agent” he arched an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth twitching.

“I’m calling pathetic men who let pride stop themselves from getting what they truly want. Are you pathetic, sir?” you asked, blinking your eyelashes at him.

Whatever smile he may have vanished at that.

He sat up straight, his eyes darkening with something dangerous.

“Careful.” he warned, scolding.

You sighed, rolling your eyes. You thought this was over. It was starting to piss you off.

Any amusement you may have felt just vanished.

You were so over this. It wasn’t funny anymore. It was ridiculous, humiliating. This game you two were playing was long overdue.

That’s when you decided to give up. It was now or never.

“Fine, Hotch. Do you want me to leave?” you asked, looking at him blatantly, your emotions displayed openly in your eyes like they were a shining outdoor.

He hesitated.

That motherfucker.

Hotch looked at you in the eyes once more, deeply. Like he needed to confirm something before he chose his next move. Like a chess player. Pacient. Deliberate. Analytical. Whatever he was looking for, he found it. And he made his move.

“No.”

No.

How could a single, monosyllabic, two-letter word could carry the weight of the whole world?

One word that changed everything.

It was a crime. A sin. A dream.

Everything you ever wanted, but not nearly enough.

You really wanted to say you remember everything, every detail. But your mind must’ve blanked out, because you had no idea of how and when you moved, but the next second you were standing right next to each other.

His hands reach out to you to pull you closer, like you weren’t fast enough, and he needed you now. Out of all times, now. He held you by your waist, you gripped tightly on the lapels of his expensive suit. He stopped for a second. Without hesitation, but reverence. Like he wanted to savour every single detail of this, of you. You wanted too. Wanted to feel him, to see him.

To enjoy the last seconds of the before. Because after that, nothing would ever be the same.

Despite the strength of his grip, when he kissed you, it was gentle. Kind. Devoted. Like he waited long for this (he did). You hoped, dreamt, fantasized about it even. It didn’t even compare.

His lips were gentle, kind, steady. It grounded you, it brought you back to this moment. He tasted like coffee and mint. Weird on the paper, but felt like heaven. He kissed you languidly, like he wanted to devour you. Like he was starved, and you were his only saving. He was an expert – of course-. It was surprising but not really. He was so good at it, but again, he was good at everything.

His hands rested on your waist and on your lower back, touching you like you were his holy grail.

You pulled back slightly, just to look at him again. To check if this wasn’t another cruel joke of your mind, a fantasy developed by your subconscious to punish you for its lack of rest.

It wasn’t.

You smiled at him breathlessly, biting your lower lip in delight. You stared at his wet lips like they held the secret of life behind them. You tasted it, you knew what he felt like. It was sweet, caring, and beautiful. Something to tell your kids, your grandkids. But still, not enough.

So you leaned in again, hungrier this time. So determined he was caught by surprise, stumbling back a little. He held you tighter and balanced his stance. He hummed in delight, you swallowed the sound like it was water.

“God” you muttered between kisses, and you felt his lips turning into a smirk.

“Wrong.” he teased, racing his hand lower and gripping tightly on your hips. You hummed in satisfaction, gripping the hair on the back of his neck and pulling on it. He groaned, pressing you closer against him. “So pretty.” you chuckled.

“If I knew all it took was a tight old dress I would’ve worn it way sooner.” you teased, biting on his lower lip. He stiffened. His grip remained strong, but he wasn’t pulling you into him anymore.

“You think that’s what this is about? Your dress?” he asked, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. He was confused, a bit worried even.

“You can’t fool me, I saw you staring.” you gave him a pointed look. He arched an eyebrow at you.

“Don’t get me wrong, I was. But this is not about your dress. Or none of your… attributes.” he said, glancing at your chest while sliding his hands to the curve of your ass. You held your breath unconsciously. “It’s about your eyes.”

Huh?

“What?” you managed, your voice hoarse. He smirked. The bastard. “The way you looked at me today. So determined. You knew this was going to happen, didn’t you?” He was right, of course.

Normally, you would’ve lied, teased. But the attentive gaze he held you under didn’t let you. He was so close, his brown eyes staring so deeply into yours that you knew you couldn’t lie to him. Even if you wanted to.

“Yes.” you breathed. His smirk only grew. “You knew it all along. Played me like a toy.”

“No, I- I wouldn’t say that…” you stuttered. He chuckled, amused. “Thought your little dress would make me crumble, right?” he teased, leaning in, his lips brushing your ear “I was already long gone. But nice try, sweetheart.” you moaned – actually, moaned – at the sound of his voice.

He could’ve laughed at you. He should’ve. Damn it, you would’ve laughed at yourself, if it wasn’t for the crushing desire burning you and all your moral thoughts inside out. But apparently, he was suffering just the same, because your moan just ignited something in him. Like a switch, his teasing demeanour vanished, taking its place an animalistic one. He wasn’t tasting you anymore. He was taking from you, taking everything you had to give him. Your lips, your teeths, your tongue. Oh, your tongue. He sucked on it, licked it, grazed his teeth along it. He played with it like a pro, and you were ready to cut it off and hand it to him on a silver platter, if he asked you to.

Hotch grabbed your hips and crashed them onto his, and you could feel his hard-on right under his expensive suit pants pressed against you. Both of you hummed at the contact, thirsting for more.

He started to back you up against his desk, your thighs pressing the edge of the dark wooden desk. He leaned over while kissing you, pushing you firmly until you were seated on his desk. Fully seated, you opened your legs for him to stand between them. You pulled back, batting your eyelashes to him.

“Aren’t you going to push the files off the table?” you teased the cliche setting. He smirked, leaning closer to bite your neck “I’m taking you over right on top of it.”

Thank God you were sitting, otherwise you would’ve felt down. Now that would be humiliating.

“Hotch” you murmured, hooking your fingers to the waistband of his pants, pulling him closer “Please”.

“Anything you want, Sweetheart.” he said in fake compliance “Just have to tell me what it is.” he grinned, wickedly. You groaned, needy.

“You, Hotch.” you said. He chuckled, “I’m right here.”

You rolled your eyes, but he held you closer, placing his hands on your thighs and squeezing them harshly. It didn’t hurt you, the sting going straight to your core. You moaned in response, instinctively arching your back and spreading your legs further apart.

He kissed you hungrily, pushing up the hem of your dress until it barely covered up your cunt, groaning every time your nails grazed the nape of his neck. You wrapped your legs around his hips, grinding into him like your life depended on it. He held your hips steady, stopping you from moving, making you huff in frustration. With his other hand, he held you by your jaw, his hand easily covering it entirely.

You looked up at him, his hand holding you in place. Metaphorically and physically submissive for him. It turned you on so bad.

“I’ll ask again, Sweetheart.” he whispered, trying not to grin too much “What do you want?”

You didn’t hold back in the slightest “Fuck me, Hotch. Please, just fuck me.” you begged. He smiled slowly, predatorily. Leaned in gently and left a chaste peck on your lips. It confused you. Until it didn’t.

In a mere of seconds he stepped away, stood you up and spinned you around, pushing you again against the dest, making you lay in your stomach, your ass pressed directly into his crotch.

He pulled the rem of your dress up, letting the fabric mound around your waist “Of fucking course” he muttered at your navy-blue lacy panties. His hands roamed around you, your back, your asscheeks, your thighs. He kissed it, licked it, sucked on your flesh like he needed it more than he needed to breathe.

You pushed yourself back, needing him so much it was starting to ache “Hotch, please” you whined, not even caring if you sound desperate – which you did. Surprisingly, he heard you, standing up and unbuckling his belt. The sound made you moan in anticipation, all your bossy facade disappearing completely.

You glanced back, ogling at the sight of him pulling himself out of his briefs, hard, long and ready to fill you up. He looked at you, smugly smirking at you. He squeezed the red tip, groaning with the feeling, and stroked himself once, and then twice looking at your cheeks thrown at him. You made sure he had the best view, arching your back and pushing it back in his direction. He held your hips and spanked your cheeks with his shaft, chuckling to himself at your neediness.

Hotch eventually took pity on you, spreading your legs further apart by nudging your feets with his. He slides your underwear down, taking it off and hiding it his poked with a grin. His fingers teased your entrance, spreading your wetness and pushing one finger in. He thrusted in you a few times, your moan confirming to him you were ready for a second finger. And then a third. When you were clenching around his fingers, needy and ready for him, he took all of them off. You whined while he used his wet fingers as a lub, stroking himself again and aligning his shaft with your entrance.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice hoarse. You hummed. “Words, please.” “Yes, Hotch. Damn it, I’m…” your bickering soon turned into a strangled moan as he thrusted in you, his length and girth stretching you deliciously. He slowly bottomed out, his breath heavy and shallow, trying to control himself.

The moan he let out when you pushed your ass back, thrusting into him, was guttural. Animalistic. Feral. He held your hips and started thrusting into you, his tip reaching your spot so many times it made your head light.

“Doing so good for me, sweetheart.” he praised. You moaned. “S-so good.” you managed to say, your words cutting short by his thrusts. He chuckled “So monosyllabic now. Cat got your tongue?” “Fuck you” you muttered “Is that the way to speak with your boss?” he teased, tangling a hand on your hair in a makeshift ponytail and pulling you towards him, your back sticking to his chest.

The new angle made him reach even deeper, both of you panting in sensibility. He reached one hand to your clit, pressing tiny and light circles in it, making you moan even louder. With his other hand he roamed at your body, pulling your breasts out of your cleavage, squeezing them. The callus in his hand adds to the addictive feeling, and pushes you further on the edge.

Hotch kissed and sucked your neck, teeth grazing just enough to sting, and licking right after to sting the pain. It was hell and heaven all at once. So many sensations, his cock deep inside you, his breath hot on the shell of your ear, whispering praises and groaning until you couldn’t hear anything but his voice and the sinful sounds of your wetness being filled by him.

His hand climbed up at your throat, squeezing it gently.

You tried to hide it, you truly did.

You weren’t embarrassed about your moaning, your begging. You were way past that.

But to have your boss knowing how much you got off on being choked — the very same way you saw people get killed on a daily basis — was a different kind of humiliation.

So you tried to hide, to muffle. But your body got the best of you, clenching and letting the most pornography moan you could at the minimum pressure on your throat.

He laughed. Not smiled, not chuckled. Laughed. Pleasantly. Like he found a treasure, the key of the universe.

And honestly, he felt like he did.

He gripped on your hair tightly, pulling you harder with one hand and using the other to spread across your stomach, keeping your body flush against his.

“Got you.” he hummed drunkenly right next to your ear, biting it hard. The hand on your stomach lowered until it found your clit, pressing his thumb on your bound tightly. You were close and he knew it.

With his free arm he did the unthinkable. He engulfed you on a one-arm hug, putting you on a headlock, his biceps squeezing you deliciously. You clenched around him, pushing your hips out and fucking him back.

“Hotch… So… Close” you warned him between huffs, your lungs failing you. The burn makes your eyes water and your legs shake.

“I can feel just how much you’re enjoying this. Clenching me so fucking tight.” he grunted, his own thrust becoming erratic and clumsy “That’s all you wanted all along, right? Teasing me for months just to be choked by me. Next I’ll choke you with my cock down your throat.” he hissed, and you felt your orgasm coming.

“Hotch, I’m…” you couldn’t finish it, your orgasm hitting like a truck. You tilted your head down, biting harshly the flexed flesh of his biceps pressing against your neck to keep from screaming to the whole FBI building what the two of you were up to.

“So pretty coming around me. ‘M gonna fill you up so fucking good.” and just like that you felt his dick twitching inside you, spurting his seed deep on your cervix.

He thrusted until you stopped shaking, too sensitive for any more contact. With a hiss, he pulled out of you, chuckling with the sight of your juices combined sliding down your leg.

He cleaned you up, peppering your face with kisses. He fixed your dress, your underwear long gone — you couldn’t find it in yourself to care — and redid his pants, almost like it never happened. Besides the hairs clinging on his face with sweat and the blush of his cheeks. And you, lying lazily on his lap like a renascent painting.

“So… next time, huh?” you teased, trying to ease up the tension — created by your own intrusive thoughts only — and lightly bring up the question that lingers on your head as soon as any coherent thought managed to linger on your mind for more than three seconds:

Was this a one time thing? You glanced up at him, and relief rushed through your bloodstream. If the relaxed, adoring and glowing smile he had on his lips meant anything, you had nothing to worry about.

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max verstappen, blueberry bars, belgian waffles, tim bits with margarita and root beer. like, reader is max's naive and innocent best friend and he does this without her knowledge, asleep or drugs. she ends up preg and max convinces her that it sometimes happens and promises to take care of her.

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want to submit an order? the bakery is open! submit your orders and i'll try to get through them as fast as possible. been a bit of a slow period because of the holdays/end of the year, but i'm making a comeback with 'em since they are very popular with ya'll! i was immediately drawn to this one, i love a good dark fic and i knew i had to write it! so thank you, thank you! enjoy <3

blueberry bars: “gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.” + belgian waffles: "i cum in that every night." + tim bits: "stupid little thing." + margarita: unprotected sex + root beer: filming/recording served by max verstappen!

tags: smut/pwp, dark fic/dark themes, filming/recording, unprotected sex, breeding& pregnancy, best friend!reader, non-con somophilia, innocent!reader, mad!max, drugging

the sight of you was beautiful, there was something about your sleeping form that drove him mad. max knew that he could have any woman he desired, but why would he desire them when he could have you. you pulled him in, but even after years of friendship. you never seemed to notice max's advances, and he was getting desperate.

earlier in the evening you complained about not being able to sleep. you were visiting your best friend who was happy to house you in his apartment in monaco, so when max handed you a dainty little pill and told you to have a good night, you happily took it. and when your soft snores could be heard from the doorway of the bedroom, max felt himself getting arousing.

you looked like an innocent princess, and max believed himself to be the prince who will protect you. even if that meant having his hands under your shirt while you were asleep. a prince deserved a reward didn't he?

you laid under the sheet, which max pulled off slowly. you were in a thin tank top and underwear. he felt his heartbeat leap at the sight of you. he took out his phone to take photos.

he chuckled to himself lowly, "i cum in that every night." a cheeky joke as he had spent the last week slipping you a little pill and having his wicked way with you once you were asleep. you were quite nice when you were asleep, so much softer. it only made max yearn for you more. he wanted you, you were just too beautiful. he groaned as he felt tension in his sweatpants, "stupid little thing."

there was hunger inside of him, he needed you. wanted you in carnal ways that he couldn't put into words. the sight of you, he took more photos as he got his cock out of his sweatpants and rubbed it against your now bare stomach. he shuddered, "beautiful little thing. so stupid. need someone to protect you. you need to be saved don't you? well that's what i'm here for." he then got your panties down around your ankle and exposed your entire form to him.

it was only right for him to admire every inch of you, you were going to be his wife. the mother of his child. he said softly, “gonna make you a mamma and you're gonna make me a daddy.” and you shifted a little, it excited him as he got between your legs. he felt the rush through him as he sank his cock into you.

he had been doing this every night for a week now. every evening like ritual, he made sure you were tucked in, only for him to peel back the sheets and fuck you with a feverish want while you sleep. max had enough of beating around the bush with your love, he was a man of action.

and all he needed was for two little cells to meet before that action became a plan. some would call it baby trapping, but he'd call it a promise of commitment. you weren't going to do it alone, you'd have max every step of the way. he'd even retired to make sure that you and his baby were taken care of.

he could feel the pleasure through his body as he moved against you. he held your legs wrapped around him as he leaned in to kiss you on the lips. he snatched his phone up from the bed and snapped photos and took a small video of his cock being rocked in and out of you. he let out a small groan as the pleasure seeped into his blood. you felt amazing, he eyed your sleeping form as he picked up the pace a little bit more. he filmed a little more and let himself just enjoy the feeling of your slick cunt.

it was like a warm vice that pulled him in further. he took it as a sign that your body wanted it. you wanted this too, to carry his child. of course you did, you were so innocent and sweet. bordering on naive that max knew that you'd want a baby. a chubby little verstappen baby at your hip, you'd make a good mother.

and max knew that, even if you didn't at that moment.

he groaned lightly as he held onto your hips. he felt the climbing warmth in his body as he fucked you. feeling your body against his. your sleeping form was like the future in his eyes. he could imagine your wedding, having your family. you being the perfect wife for him. it was only destiny for the two of you, you had been friends for ages.

he knew everything about you, no other man would be able to compare. to think they could would be stupid to think, you were meant to be with max. for him to dote, love and protect. you didn't need to do anything else besides be his wife and the mother of his children. he had already made enough money to sustain a full house for three lifetimes. you deserved a man who could provide, max knew you 'dated', but they never lasted long. they didn't deserve to be with a woman like you. an angel from the heavens brought to earth.

"i love you." he said, "even when you don't see it. i know you do, i know you love me. you want me badly, but you don't think you're good enough. hopefully when i get you pregnant you can realize that i love you. i need you." his breathing was heavy as he thrusted against you.

there was no protection between you two and honestly he didn't need it. 'protection' wouldn't get you pregnant, wouldn't keep you as his. plus, it felt so much better bare-back. to feel the closeness to you. fill you with his seed and let it take root inside of you. then maybe you'd come to your senses.

maybe he could've done it a different way, but why would we do that? you looked so peaceful, he knew you weren't getting sleep. and max, the dutiful husband, would always make sure that you were alright. he just happened to want your sweet cunt wrapped around his hard cock at the same time. who could blame him, your pussy was the kind to salivate over like a hungry dog.

to love you, in his own twisted way, was a sign of utter devotion. even in your sleep, he would protect you. he knew what was right, and had convinced himself that breeding you while asleep was the best course of action. it'll prove that max is the man you need in your life, the protector. you were so innocent at times, anyone could hurt you!

but not max, at least in his logic.

you cunt felt amazing around his cock. his heart hammered in his chest a she rocked against you. he panted heavily as he moved against you. he held onto your thighs firmly and the dirty talk spilled from his lips. it was hard to make it stop at the feeling of your cunt like a vice around his cock. he rutted up into your further, as deep as he could go, as he said, "you're a fucking good girl. always did everything right, you were so trusting. that's why i have to keep you with me. close to me, where you belong. you're my wife, i knew that from the moment i met you. but the older we get, the further you're getting. time to bring you home. you, me and baby." his voice was hushed, but his words were protective and loving. or his version of loving.

if anyone saw or heard what he was doing. they'd be in shock, but they didn't understand. they didn't get how much you meant to him. he spent so much time trying to find you in other women, but why bother with them when he had you. all of you.

and soon there would be a product of your love. your union together. that only made him work his hips faster against you. you remained limp under him as he drilled his cock into you. your let out a small moan in your deep sleep and it made max near drool as he finished inside of you.

he thrusted quickly against you and felt all semblance of control start to slip. he was left hungry, near feverish from the intensity of the pleasure. he loved it, just as he loved you. of course the love of his life would have a cunt that drove him to near insanity.

he soon finished inside of you after the pleasure took hold. he clutched onto you tightly and felt the intense heights of pleasure. he let out a loud moan before he slowed to a stop. he wiped his sweaty brow and eyed your still sleepy form. it made his cock twitch inside of you for a moment.

he leaned in to kiss you on the lips before he pulled away to get you re-clothed and tucked back in. before he left the room, he kissed you on the face once more and said,

"everything i do. i do for you."

you were in tears weeks later, you showed max the pregnancy test when fear in your eyes. and while you looked distraught, max looked excited. the test clattered on the floor as max took you in his strong arms and kissed your face.

"how..how did this happen?" you asked meekly.

max replied with a wide smile, "don't worry about it! it's our little miracle! you and the baby won't go without. we'll have to get a bigger place, and move your stuff back home. or i can buy you new things since you'll be going through so much change... and then of course, i have to marry you. it's only right!" he was already talking like you two had planned this pregnancy.

but it was hard to do much thinking when max held you so protectively. you held onto the front of his shirt and rubbed your face against his chest. you exhaled deeply, still feeling shaken to your core. you held on tightly like a lifeline, knowing that max's child was growing in your womb. a part of you wondered if the things you were feeling late into the night weren't dreams after all. <3

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alice-angel12x · 3 months ago

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Blue Knight ch.2

The complicated heart arc.

<- Part 1 that way/ Part 3 -> this way

"Listen to my Voice. White Lily Cookie Needs Your Help. SHe must wake up. So that she may hear my voice once more. Pure Vanilla Cookie... PURE VANILLA COOKIE!"

"Pure Vanilla Cookie!" Y/n called out to him.

"Y-Y/n cookie?" Pure vanilla gasped.

"Are you okay? your dough is turning pale as powder," Y/n asked as they gave him a handkerchief.

"I was lost in thought. Don't worry about me. Are we arriving at Beast yeast soon?" Pure Vanilla asked.

"We just crossed the border of beast yeast. Thank goodness the creme republic were willing spare an airship," Y/n said as they rested their arms on the railing.

Pure vanilla nodded as another uncomfortable silence fell between them. Neither really wanting to accidently talk about their last conversation and night together.

"So, was there anything back in your academy days that talked about Beast Yeast?" Y/n asked, trying to keep a conversation going.

"Not much, though there were many theories that many ancient life forms could be residing there," Pure Vanilla happily answered.

"Ancient life forms," Y/n repeated, then a playful smirk formed on their lips. "Sounds like your neck of the woods, ancient Hero."

"Is that so?" Pure vanilla asked with a light grin. " I may have lived for a long time, but I'm not that old."

"Oh?" Y/n smiles as they borrow Pure Vanilla's staff. "I feel like a young Cookie again!"

Y/n says with their best pure vanilla impression.

"Never thought I'd be adventuring at my age...!" Y/n said this time with a more old man voice to it.

"You little minx. I don't sound like this. Come here," Pure vanilla laughs as he quickly scoops Y/n to a bear hug. Trapping them against himself.

The two laugh and giggle as Y/n tries to wiggle free. While Pure Vanilla struggles to keep them close.

"No Pure Vanilla! Let go!" Y/n laughs.

"Then you must take back what you said," Pure Vanilla chuckles as he continues to bear-hug them and tickles their neck with a peck.

"Never! I won't submit!" Y/n roars with laughter.

"Oh, you rebellious spirit," Pure Vanilla laughs as he hugs them close

Gingerbrave and friends watch from the corner, with relieved smiles.

"Phew, I thought this was gonna be an awkward adventure," Gingerbrave sighs in relief.

"Did they have an argument not long ago?" Strawberry Cookie wondered.

"Maybe, but I hope they don't remain this lovey-dovey throughout this whole journey," Wizard Cookie groaned.

Just as the atmosphere was getting lighter, suddenly, the ship shook. An unseen monster grabbed the hull of the ship and started to shake everything violently. Everything happened so fast that the next thing the cookies knew, they were tumbling off the ship.

Gingerbread & Friends and pure vanilla cookie hit their heads on their way out of the airship. Leaving them in an unconsiouse free fall. Y/n quickly leaps into action as they dive after their party. They focused as their hands stretched and became paw like, long horns grew from their head. Their hair quickly changed into beautiful blue feathers, and it quickly covered Y/n changing form.

With one flap of their powerful wings, they quickly caught the tiny cookies.

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"Pure Vanilla Cookie? Pure Vanilla!" Y/n's voice called from the void, as light suddenly floods his vision.

Pure vanilla cookies slowly open his eyes to see Gingerbrave standing above him with a concerned expression on their faces.

"I-is everyone okay?" Pure vanilla asked as he slowly rose to his feet.

"Supprisingly, I can't recall how we got down here after we were tossed off the ship," Wizard Cookie groaned.

"W-Where is Y/n Knight Cookie?!" The Hero gasped.

"They scouted ahead after we woke up. They told us to keep you company till you woke up, or they came back," Strawberry Cookie Explained.

"They left you three alone in beast yeast?" Pure vanilla cookie asked in surprise.

"Nope! They left these dough brains with me," Said a camilione creature that crawled onto Gingerbrave's head.

"Long story," Wizard Cookie said.

"Well, how long has Y/n Cookie been gone?" Pure Vanilla asked.

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Beast yeast was certainly not for the faint of heart; yeast spore creatures were relentless. Coming in droves and trying to overwhelm in numbers.

It's a good thing they're weak to fire, and quickly got the message after a while.

" I must reveal it, the secret, " A voice called out.

Y/n's eyes darkened as they searched for the source of the voice. Their eyes landed on a brightly shining shard. As they reached out to grab the shard, they failed to notice. A faint glow from her chest almost looked like a star shape.

Grabbing hold of the shard, Y/nʻs reality faded away and standing before them were two cookies. They were giants; one was covered head to toe in obsidian black frosting armor. The other was cloaked in a light green cape, her hood obscuring face.

"What are you doing out here, Bliss Butter Cookie?" The black armored Cookie asked.

"Amazing, aren't they Silent salt?" Bliss Butter said as she cupped a few yeast creatures in her palms. "One day, they will be quite a menace in beast yeast."

"Would you think we should deal with them now? They could hurt the cookies we are supposed to be protecting?" Silent Salt asked as he readied his great sword.

"No, if we did, a horrible ripple effect will happen, making things worse for the Cookies in the future... At least, that's the common outcome in my visions," Bliss sighs as she blows away the yeast creatures.

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"You're alright! Are you hurt?!" Pure vanilla asked as he rushed over to Y/n.

Y/n blinked as the world suddenly returned as Pure Vanilla pulled them into a hug.

"I'm good. I was fortunate to land on some...Soft flora," Y/n stuttered a bit, pure vanilla noticed.

"Anyways. I found something," Y/n said as they handed the shards over.

The light of freedom shone from them. A voice calls out to him.

"Be careful. I was given visions when I touched them," Y/n warned.

"Be Careful, Pure Vanilla Cookie. It could be a trick of dark entrantress Cookie," Wizard Cookie said.

"I carry the light of truth in my soul jam, just like White Liliy does with the light of freedom in hers," The hero says. "This shard holds a part of white Lily's soul."

Y/n holds out the shard to Pure Vanilla.

'And if it really is a piece of White Lily's memories, it's all the more reason to keep it close.' He whispered to himself.

Y/n watched as the cookie's eyes glazed over and stared into the unknown. But the cookies quickly regain consciousness.

"T-this is one of white lily's memories!" Pure vanilla gasped.

"White Lily's... That's strange; the vision I got wasn't of white Lily at all," Y/n commented.

"But this is her Soul Jam? How can that be?" The hero asked.

"Maybe it's best you hold this then," Y/n said.

"Thank you, Y/n, for finding this. I'm glad to find a trace of White Lily Cookie." Pure vanilla smiles warmly down at the shard.

Yeah, you're welcome." Y/n puts on their best smile.

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"I told you to watch your left." Bliss butter giggled.

"Maybe say it a bit soon than later," Silent salt grunted as Bliss rubbed healing butter on his shoulder. "And where were you, Eternal Sugar? I could have used your help."

He said to a beautiful pink cookie, with ain't feathery wings and flowing hair.

"I was busy... Making Sure Bliss was protected. I must look out for my companion," Enternal sugar said as she flew to hug the Hooded Bliss Butter.

Bliss Butter chuckled as they suddenly looked to you.

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boobertronian · 16 days ago

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Studio Overtime - Chap 2

Jihyo x 3 Illustrators

Continuation of Chap 1

Proofread by @vorrentis , big thanks @kise15 for helping me with ideations

Word Counts : 10600 words

All works are fiction

ENJOY !!!

9:00 AM

“Hey! Clean your shit! Boss is coming!”

Down at the lobby, a white Mercedes-Benz stops in front of the door.

As the driver hurries to the door, a woman in white steps down, hand-carrying a Marni bag, walking up with full confidence.

The security guy runs fast to open the door.

“Good morning, Boss! You look beautiful today!”

“Thank you, Han. Have a great day ahead.” The woman gives the security guard a smile, while he bows to her in full respect.

As you already know, the woman is Park Jihyo, and she’s the boss lady of TDG Design Agency.

While Jihyo walks toward the elevator, three girls are standing there in front of her. Once they see their boss, they bow deeply.

“Good morning, Boss!!” the three girls say in unison.

“Morning, Lily, Bae, and Sullyoon. You dress well today.” Jihyo gives them a compliment.

“T-Thank you, Boss! We just got our dresses yesterday! We're glad you like it!”

“I would love to visit the store you bought them from. Have a good day ahead.”

“Thank you, Boss!” The three bow again as Jihyo enters the elevator.

DING

As the elevator doors open, Jihyo walks out while the staff bow to her.

“Good morning, Boss!!” everyone says in unison.

“Good morning, everyone. Today will be a busy day for our schedule. I want all staff to gather for a meeting before the day ends so we can elaborate on what’s to come during the week. All team leaders, please prepare your files for presentation at 3:30 PM, we will start at 4 PM. I want to make sure our week is as productive as usual. We're working on a great project so far, so let’s all do our best to make it fruitful.”

“YES, BOSS!” everyone replies in unison again.

“Sana and Mina, please make sure my files are ready before the presentation this evening. I want to elaborate on my directions to the teams as clearly as possible, and I want you two to help me organize some of it in my office in an hour. Please bring all the notes I sent you last Friday too.”

“Yes, Boss! We’ll do it right away! Arigatou gozaimasu!” The two Japanese girls bow in unison.

“That will be all, everyone. I will be in my office. If you have any questions, please leave a notice for Sana and Mina, and I’ll look at it during the day. Thank you, and please get to work.” Jihyo smiles, then bows slightly.

“Thank you for your time, Boss!” Everyone else bows in unison.

Jihyo walks toward her office, passing by where the trio: Peter, Aaron, and Archie are seated. She gives them a slight wink, then closes the door behind her.

“Heh, dude, boss is looking pretty today.”

“Of course, doofus, she’s always pretty. The fuck you on?” Aaron throws a paper at Peter.

“Alright, dirtbags, get to work. We’ve got to present her the preliminary sketches today,” Archie scoffs at the two while Peter gives him the middle finger.

Sana, standing right behind them, slaps their shoulders while scoffing.

“You three better do good work today or I’ll tell Boss to fire-ouch, my foot!” Sana stumbles as she accidentally hits her tiny foot on the chair.

“Ayyyy, Captain Shiba, lol.”

And the day goes on…

5:00 PM

“So, that will be all for what I want us to achieve during the week, and the deadline will be next Monday. I want everything to be submitted to me before Friday ends so I can give a good review next Monday. Our clients this time will help us boost our studio’s reputation, if the work goes as planned. Any questions?”

“Boss, I do have a question. If there are some delays due to the workload, should we notify you or Sana and Mina?”

“If it’s an issue that doesn’t need immediate attention, then yes you can notify Sana and Mina. They will transfer it to me during their work hours. If it’s urgent, then team leaders should notify me via our new local server and ping me along with Sana and Mina in your urgent requests. That way, I will know which ones need to be treated with utmost care. I don’t want delays that can be harmful to the work schedule. Is that clear for everyone?”

“Yes, Boss!”

“Any other questions? If not, our meeting has ended. See you tomorrow, everyone.”

“Thank you for your time, Boss!” Everyone stands up and bows to Jihyo, then slowly exits the meeting room.

“Aaron, Archie, Peter. I would like a word with you three.”

“Yes, Boss!” the three say in unison.

“Ooohhh, someone’s in trouble! Told you to do a great job! Bleeee! Hope you survive so you can pay me lunch!” Sana teasingly calls out while collecting her files.

“Come on, Sana-chan, don’t let the Boss wait.” Mina gently drags Sana out of the meeting room while she’s still playfully teasing the three.

As the two Japanese girls leave the room, the three sit down in their chairs and ask:

“Is there anything you need from us, Boss?”

“I looked at your sketches. They were…”

“Oh shit, fuck, so it was bad after all…” The three think to themselves.

“They were quite well done. I like the direction so far.” Jihyo smiles while looking at the three.

“Oh wow, phew, Boss. I thought we did something that didn’t meet the quality!”

“You scared the hell out of me, Boss! But thank you for your review!”

“So Boss, we’ll continue with the direction and give you more versions based on the sketches?”

“Yes, that will be all you need to do for the week.”

“That’s all Boss?”

“Or you need something else from us Boss, hehe, why call us to talk in private like this.”

“Yeh, there must be … SOMETHING only us can do FOR YOU hehe.”

The trio then stand up from their chairs and walk towards where Jihyo is standing. They then surround her with bright smiles on their faces.

They slowly move their hands to touch her on her shoulders, then towards her arms and her thighs, with Jihyo slightly smiles, understanding the situation.

“I think you all know what I do like then.” Jihyo speaks out softly and calmly while still smiling at the trio.

“Of course we do Boss, we know each other too well at this point.”

Aaron then puts his hand towards Jihyo’s beautiful face, gives her a peck on her cheeks, then move on to her lips for a kiss, with Jihyo gladly returns, while Peter then kisses to her neck, enjoying the perfume from Jihyo’s body, with Archie is still moving his hands across her thighs, then to her plump butt cheeks, slightly grab her mounds.

The trio go on like that with her for a few moments, until Jihyo must stop them, even if she doesn’t want to.

“As much as I want to, not now you three, at least not today, I still have some works to do.” Jihyo hides her slight frustrations well behind her calm words.

“Sure, thing Boss, whenever you want us to, we won’t deny any chances hehe.”

“And you three need to submit great works if you want to have THAT time with me this Friday.” Jihyo pushes them back slightly with her hands on their chests.

“Of course we will, we ALWAYS deliver!”

“Actually Boss, I ... I mean, we have a proposal that we want to discuss with you, and, I think you will like it, it’s about EXTRA CREDIT from our works, can we discuss with you?”

“I’m listening.”

The trio then discuss with Jihyo an idea that she herself finds it both interesting and daring, but nonetheless, she agrees.

“Thats its boss! See you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow.”

“Thank you for your time boss!” The three bow in unison the leave the room, with Jihyo left alone thinking to herself.

“These three are such interesting individuals. Let’s see what they’ll have tomorrow. I’m quite excited.”

The next day…

In TDG chat server…

“SanaShiba: Hey Archie! Wake up you nerd! Boss has some reviews on your stuffs in the review boxes!! You’re in BIGGGGGGGGGG trouble now!!”

“ArchieWicked: Ok thanks grandma.”

“SanaShiba: Stops calling me that!!! Bakaaaaa!!!”

“MinaPenguinLego: Sana-chan stop teasing him …”

“SanaShiba: Mii-tannn!!! Stop taking his side!! You’re supposed to back me up!”

“MinaPenguinLego: …. “

“ArchieWicked: Poor Mina-chan, keep being bullied by that Hamster.”

“SanaShiba: angryhamsteremoji:”

Archie then opens the review box. Inside is a long review for his work from boss Jihyo, and a shorter one.

“Hello Archie, I already reviewed your submission: the design is working well so far, I like the compositions and the lightings from them, and I think it would be best if we continue with option three. In my opinion option three works the best with the vision for this cover the most out of the four, so please continue with that ideation. For the next step please give me detailed drawings and color moods so I can present it to our clients. Thank you”

Archie then opens the second one

“You earned the extra credit, meet me in one hour at your desired place through my number.”

“Ehe, boss got it.”

“Alrighty dork, have FUN with the boss!” Peter teases.

“Don’t forget to take some SOUVERNIRS lol” Aaron chimes in.

“SanaShiba: Hey, are you three up to something? what’s with the weird smile???? I can see it from my desk right here!!”

“ArchieWicked: We won’t tell you grandma, HAHAHA.”

“SanaShiba: AH MOUU!!! I’LL KICK YOUR ASS! BAKA ARCHIE!! BAKA!!!: angryemoji:”

An hour later…

In TDG VIP chat server…

“BossJihyo: Sana, I want to leave the room for some break. I will be back shortly, if anyone has anything for me just leave it to my request boxes.”

“AssistantSana: Oh yes Boss! Do you need some refreshments? I can bring it to your room before you take your break.”

“BossJihyo: that won’t be needed, thank you Sana.”

“AssistantSana: Have a nice break Boss! Please let me know once you return!”

Jihyo then exits her office, then walks out of the studio.

Her paces quicken towards the other side of the floor, where they still have unused office space, down the hallway towards the restroom that people rarely use, still fresh & clean.

Once she opens, Archie is already there waiting for her with a big smile on his face.

“Hello boss! You’re on time!”

“Yes, and you’re early.”

“Don’t want any suspicions hehe, does anyone following you?”

“No, no one was following me here.”

“Then shall we proceed with my EXTRA CREDIT?”

“Yes.” Jihyo smiles at Archie while locking the door.

Archie then pulls out a coin, he then explains the rules again to Jihyo.

“So boss, I’ll flip the coin, if it’s heads, I’ll have blowjobs from you, if it’s tails, I’ll get to fuck your tits. Shall we proceed?”

“Yes.”

Archie then flips the coin, then catches it with his palm. Once he opens, the coin reveals to be heads.

“That was for the first round. Now for the second, if I get heads, I’ll have vaginal sex, if I get tails, I’ll have anal sex. shall we proceed?”

“Yes.”

Archie flips again, and the coin still reveals to be heads.

“Soooooo, with that’s said, I will have blowjobs and vaginal sex with your Boss! You’re ready?”

“I am.”

Without further due, Archie then grabs onto Jihyo’s face, pulling her towards him and give her kisses, with Jihyo returns the favor.

He doesn’t waste any time making out with her, kissing her down to her neck, while his hands are moving to her butt cheeks, grabbing and groping as fast as he can, hungrily taking his beautiful boss.

“Fuck boss, I’ve been waiting for this this entire morning. And you’re using the perfume I bought it for you too hehe.”

“Yes, I do, and I like the scent.”

“Good, makes me want to fuck you even more now boss. I’m fuckin hard seeing you in this tight fit. You’re goddamn hot boss.”

“Thank you, Archie, glad you like my outfit.” Jihyo speaks out while still kissing Archie, letting him grope every part of her body that he likes.

“Come one boss, I want to fuck your mouth.”

Jihyo proceeds to kneel, with Archie quickly pulls his zipper and stroking his dick to its erected size, teasing it in front of Jihyo’s beautiful lips.

“Suck my dick boss, I can’t wait anymore.”

“I hope you’ll like it.”

“I fuckin do boss.”

Jihyo then starts grabbing his dick with her hands, stroking it a bit.

She opens her mouth and slowly touches her tongue at the tip of his, licking it in circular.

She then puts his length into her mouth, inches by inches, until her nose is close to his crotch.

His size is quite big for her mouth, as Jihyo must take it a bit slow at first, moving her head back & forth along his length, with Archie starts to moan as a sign of pleasure.

“Ah shit, yes boss, fuckkkk, keep doing it, feel so good.”

Jihyo quickens her pace a bit more, her tongue is swirling around his hardened dick, tasting every bit of it.

Her mouth is fully wrapping around, tasting every inch, while gazing up with her big round eyes to his face, making Archie turns up his volume .

“AH SHIETTT!! Yes Boss, fuck you look pretty sucking my cock like this!!! Fuckkkk!!”

Archie doesn’t want to just stay still, he holds his hand to the back of her head, quickly and hardly pound into her mouth in fast paces, not letting her have a break. He pounds her fast like a jackhammer, fucking her face like he never had oral sex before.

“Yesss!!! Oh fuckkkk!! Gonna fuck your mouth hard boss!!! Feels fuckin good!”

“He’s penetrating my mouth like it was nothing for him, somehow even harder than when I had intercourse with him and the other two. Is it because this is the first time we have oral intercourse secretly during work hours? Maybe that’s his motivation? I’m waiting for his next move because this is quite rousing. “Jihyo, once again being able to collect her thought while being face-fucked for the last five minutes.

“Fuck, boss, I can’t wait anymore, come over here, I want to pound you hard.”

“Okay.”

Archie pulls out, helping his boss stands up and drags her to the sink. Kissing her again, he lifts her up and let her sit onto it, spreading her legs to both sides. He then proceeds to remove her lower clothing, revealing her navy-colored panties, with him cracking a huge smile.

“Oooh, you came prepared boss, my fav lingerie color of yours hehe.”

“I’m glad you like it. “

“Of course I do.”

Not any moment wasted, he pulls her panties off and drops it to the floor, revealing her tight pink pussy.

He’s playing around with it with his fingers, then his tongue just to prep up Jihyo for what comes next.

“Time to fuck you boss.”

Archie lines his dick towards her lips, pushing his hardened rod into her, with both gasping out with the entrance. Her warmth and tight walls are wrapping around his rod, with Archie moves his hips slowly in and out with full pleasure, penetrating his boss in decent speed.

“Ahhh shiettt boss, tight as ever!!! Gonna make you and me feel great !!!”

Archie thrusts faster, wanting to break Jihyo’s pussy as much as he can. He doesn’t want any slow build-up, pistons her once he finds good pace, taking his chance to fuck his curvy boss, smashing his lower body into hers without mercy.

Suddenly, Jihyo’s phone rings up, she quickly turns on noise cancelling for her Air pods and take the call without stopping Archie.

“This is Park Jihyo.”

“Hello, good evening, Miss Jihyo, my name is Lee Soo-man from SM Entertainment, we talked on the phone last week, please to meet you!”

“Please to meet you too Sir! How can I help you?” Jihyo replies calmly while Archie keeps pounding into her.

“I call because of our contracts with your studio with my girls Aespa! I heard great things about the last time they were working with you and your studio! Thank you for taking care of the girls on my behalf! Did they behave well during the photoshoot?”

“Absolutely Sir! Your beautiful ladies were a delight to work with! They were very professional and cheerful; we had a great time during the shoots! Did the sales for their promotions gone well?” Jihyo keeps on talking, while uses his hands to unbutton her top, dives his face into her big tits and suck them, with Jihyo still remains calm.

“The sales went up 10% with the photoshoots, and it was a success with marketing campaign and global recognitions for the girls! thank you so much to you and your team!”

“Thank you for trusting us with the project Sir! My team and I are glad the group is doing great; I think I could purchase an album myself!”

“There is no need, Miss Jihyo! A Limited Edition with signatures from the girls are already being sent your way as a gift! SM Entertainment would be glad to work with TDG Agency again for their next comebacks! Shall we set up another meeting for the new contract? Let’s say next Tuesday, would that be possible?”

“Of course, Sir! Another project with SM Entertainment will be another great chance for TDG Agency too! And we’ll be very happy to welcome the girls to our studio shoot again!”

Jihyo still remains her composure during the calls, with Archie is still pounding his soul into Jihyo’s wet & tight lips. Occasionally, he gives her kisses on the lips or diving into her nipples again, like a hungry animal feasting on its prey.

“He keeps on penetrating me without caring my situation with the phone, I wish I can hear his usual vulgar words every time he thrusts into me. Such an interesting situation we’re in right now, “Jihyo is multitasking with her thoughts, while still on the call and being fucked to the brim by Archie.

“So yes Miss Jihyo, I think it’s all set! I think we will have that meeting and the new contract by next week! I hope to see you again! Have a wonderful rest of your week!”

“Have a delightful week to you too Sir! See you at SM Entertainment soon!”

As Jihyo turns off the noise cancellation, she can hear Archie’s moans again while fucking her, giving her passionate kisses afterwards.

“Always so busy huh Boss, hehe, even when getting fucked by your employee like this, you like the thrill boss?”

“It’s quite fascinating.” Jihyo smiles and returns the kisses to Archie.

“Fuckk boss, I’m very close now, fuckkkk!! I’m going to cum in your goddamn tight pussy, you’re tightening on me so much!! I’m going to fuckin fill your pussy with me cum boss!!”

“Go ahead.”

“Fuckk, I’m gonna cumm!! Holy shit I’m cumming!!”

Archie doesn’t lie, he cums straight and deep into her warm hole, filling his boss with his fill of thick cum.

Shots after shots shoot straight into her, with Archie moans in full orgasm.

“Fuckkkk!! Hahhh!! Fuckin good boss !!!”

He stays there for a bit, kissing Jihyo’s plump lips for a moment, then slowly pulls out from her, enjoying the last bit of himself inside her walls.

His cum is leaking and gushing out of Jihyo’s pussy, dripping down the sink’s surface and some drops onto the marble floor.

Once he’s completely detached from her body, Archie takes out his phone and take some pics of Jihyo in her creampied state as proofs, then quickly send it to Aaron and Peter with a small text.

“ArchieTheWicked: Creampied boss Jihyo in office restroom, done :thumbsup:”

“PeterTheCyberSpider: Way to go Jerk, achievement completed.”

“AaronTheMetaHuman: fan-fucking-tastic.”

As Archie pulls the paper to clean himself, and pulls up his pants, he quickly walks to Jihyo, still sitting on the sink, body is heaving up and down post-sex.

“I’m sorry I was into it too much during your all boss, got hooked into it too much, hope it didn’t feel too uncomfortable…”

“No, you did great.” Jihyo forms a smile while slightly catching her breath.

“Lemme clean things up for you boss, I’ll do it quick so you can get back.”

“Thank you, Archie,”

Archie quickly grabs more papers, wiping off sweats on her face his cum in her pussy and what’s left of his on the sink and the floor. He then helps her dress up again, firmly and tidy like nothing happened over the past 15 mins.

“All done boss, I hope I didn’t make too much of a mess and didn’t ruin your outfit.”

“You did well Archie, I feel fine, “Jihyo smiles again as a confirmation for Archie’s “extra credit”.

“May I have the picture you took of me?“

“Of course, Boss! Is there anything I can help you before I get back to my work? I will deliver the next steps for you before the day ends!”

“That’s all Archie, you can go.”

“Thank you for your time boss!”

Archie then bows to Jihyo, then he exits the restroom and runs back fast to his place.

Jihyo, looking at the pic from her phone, then look at the mirror, forms a smile and think to herself.

“That was eventful, and he was polite to me, I guess I like situations like this more than I thought.”

Jihyo then tidies up her outfit a bit, then exits the restroom, walks back to her office.

“BossJihyo: I’m back Sana, let’s continue our works, please give me any submissions while I was offline. Thank you.”

“AssistantSana: Welcome back boss! yes, I will attach the files right away for you! Do you require any refreshments or snacks?”

“BossJihyo: Lemon tea please, and Tiramisu Cake.”

“AssistantSana: I will bring it directly to you shortly! Anything else boss?”

“BossJihyo: That’s all Sana.”

“AssistantSana: Thank you for your time boss! Arigatou Goazaimasu!!”

The next day…

“BossJihyo: Mina, I want the submissions from Peter, will you collect the files for me?”

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss! I will do right away! is there anything else I can get your boss?”

“BossJihyo: That’s all for now Mina, thank you.”

“AssistantMina: Arigatou Gozaimasu Boss!”

In TDG chat sever

“MinaLegoPenguin: Peter-kun, Boss wants your files, send me the link of your folders here!”

“PeterCyber: Ok Mina-chan, will do, I owe you a Lego technic set.” “MinaLegoPenguin: “Ie ie, dōitashimashite! Send it to my apartment, okay?”

“PeterCyber: Gotcha.”

“SanaShiba: Nani? You bought her Lego and give me nothing ???”

“PeterCyber: Paid your lunch last time Osaka’s honey punch, now let me be bro “

“SanaShiba: I’M NOT A BRO!!! BAKA PETER BAKA!!: angryhamsteremoji:”

A few moments after Peter submits his works, he gets the reply from both Mina and Jihyo right away.

“MinaLegoPenguin: Peter-kun, boss replied in your in the review box!”

“PeterCyber: Oki Doki”

“SanaShiba: Boss might hate your designs so much she replies fast: laughingsquirellemoji:”

“PeterCyber: you want me to send you clips of Thunder sounds? your fav?”

“SanaShiba: NANI??? NOOOOO!!“

As Peter opens the review box, he sees two notifications.

“Hello Peter, here’s my review from your works: I like the 3D models’ thumbnails you did; I personally think Option two would be a better choice since it shows what the clients want right away. For the next step I want you to proceed to upgrade that model with different camera angles so I can show the clients different views of it. Excellent work.”

And the second notification…

“You earned the extra credit, meet me in one hour at your desired place through my number.”

“Guess that’s my cue boys, see you in a bit.”

“High five,” Aaron teases.

“Heh, remember, always has souvenirs from your trip dipshit.” Archie chimes in.

“SanaShiba: You three with those smiles like a bunch of hyenas again!!!! Nanda Kore wa ????”

“PeterCyber: none of ya business Squirrel Girl, I’ll tell Mina-chan not you.”

“MinaPenguinLego: ehh… don’t think I want to know …”

In TDG private server…

“BossJihyo: I will take my break, please leave any requests into my requests and I will return shortly.” “AssistantMina: Hai Boss! I will inform you if there’s anything, do you need any refreshments or snacks once you come back?”

“BossJihyo: Chamomile Tea please.”

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss!”

Jihyo exits her room, then walks out of the studio towards the same place as yesterday, but this time, she goes through the storage room at the end of the hallway, where Peter is waiting for her there.

“Hello Peter, you got here early.” Jihyo smiles while closing the door behind her

“Of course, Boss, and you’re always one time! Ok, I think you know the rules, right?”

“Yes.”

“Here goes!”

Peter flips the coin, for the first round, the coin reveals tails.

“Guess I’ll have your tits today.”

Then another flip, the coins reveal heads

“So, I’ll have your tits & your pussy today boss hehehe. You ready?”

“I am. Go ahead.”

With no minutes wasted, they kiss each other, making out as fast as they can, with Peter is moving his hand all over Jihyo’s curves and grab a large amount on her butt cheeks, slapping it a bit.

“Goddamn it bosses you’re fuckin thick, and that perfume of yours.”

Peter then pulls a chair and sits on it, giving Jihyo signs what he needs

“Boss, I guess we should start what I want hehe.”

“Sure.”

Jihyo doesn’t hesitate, she unbuttons her top to reveals a red bra underneath, then pulls out her big tits dying for some air, which excites Peter.

“Red bra, just as I like Boss! Come one, gimme those tits.”

“I will”

Jihyo then kneels to Peter’s crotch, helps him pulls down his pants down to his knees, with his hardened dick pops out like an antenna.

Holding tight to her boobs, she puts his erected rod in between of her giant mounds, moving them up & down slowly in rhythm, with Peter’s monas can be heard in each movement.

“Ahhh… nice… That’s fucking good boss!! Keep going please!”

“I’m glad you like it.” Jihyo gives a smile to Peter, while he himself fully enjoys the sensation

Once Jihyo is more comfortable with the position, she quickens the frictions, moving her tits through the motions, while sometimes using her tongue to tease the tip of his dick, making Peter barely could hold down his voice

“Ahhh shieettt I like when you do that Boss!! Fuccckkk !!!”

A few moments passed by Peter then holds onto Jihyo’s face and telling her the things he wanted most the entire time

“Boss, how about your fuckin ride me on this chair? I want you so much now!”

“I’ll do that.”

Jihyo then stops what she’s been doing, stands up then removes her lower garment, puts it at the side, revealing her red undies.

She doesn’t waste any time to finally remove it, getting herself naked down below, while sitting onto Peter’s lap.

She’s using her hand to line his dick towards her pussy lips, then slowly penetrate her warm walls, sitting down to his lap, letting his dick pushes through her tight walls, with both Jihyo & peter are giving out moans afterwards.

“Fuckkk it’s hot Boss!!”

“It is.”

“Now bounce yourself for me, I want it!!”

Jihyo takes no break, she bounces herself on top of Peter from flow to faster movements, holding onto the back of his head. Occasionally, they’re giving out kisses, or Peter shoves his face straight into her tits, enjoying the softness of her big mound, kissing and licking her nipples.

Jihyo’s phone, out of the sudden, rings up again, and she does the same thing as yesterday, turning on noise cancellation

“This is Park Jihyo.”

“Hello Miss Park, this is Hometown Real Estate, we had completely transferred the information for your purchase with the new apartment blocks, we wonder if you can provide us with some final confirmations about the name and owners?”

“Absolutely, once I confirm, when can everything finally be done? I don’t prefer any delays “Jihyo speaks in stern voice while still riding on Peter’s lap

“It should be done by the evening Miss Park; our agents will do their bests to rush the process.”

Jihyo continues her calls, while Peter, from down below, holds his hands around her butt cheeks, thrusts his hips upward into Jihyo’s tight hole, while she’s still holding onto his neck, keeping a calm demeanor with the call. Peter thrusts hard and fast, pistons her deep and quick as possible, making the chair below them shakes with the harsh movements.

“So greedy to penetrate me, yet he’s done it very well so far, seems like he has no problem of making me feel excited while in this situation, and in one of my favorite positions too. His moans and vulgar words must be quite loud at this point.” Jihyo is still collecting thoughts while finishing her call.

“And that’s its Miss Park; every information has finally been transferred completely to your account and on your name. Congratulations Miss Park, you’re the new owner of the building blocks!”

“Thank you for your service.”

“We’re glad to be of help Miss Park! Please have a good day ahead!”

Jihyo turns off the noise cancellation again, and all that’s left is the sound of Peter’s moans and the sounds of his lower body’s slapping straight into hers

“Hehe, new purchase huh boss? You’re one successful woman now, both successful and sexy! That makes you even hotter to me and makes me want to fuck you more boss!!”

“Thank you, Peter,” Jihyo gives him a smile while returning his kisses.

“Fuckkkk boss, I love fucking you like this, too fuckin good!!! I’m going to blast my entire load in you soon!!! Fuckkkk your body and your pussy are fuckin tight !!!”

“Then you can do it.”

“I’m going to cummm!! Fuckkkk Boss I’m gonnna cum !!!”

Peter keeps his words, a full blast of cum shooting straight up into Jihyo’s pussy filling her with hot cum.

He cums in her deep, emptying his loads straight into her warm walls, feels like he could stay like this for a long time, with his orgasmic moan confirms the pleasure on his end.

Jihyo then pulls out from him slowly, stands up from his lap and removes herself from his still erected dick, with his cum leaks out from her walls, dropping down to the chair, running onto her inner thighs a bit and some drops down to the floor, as Peter quickly takes a shot with his phone with a bright smile. He then sends it to Aaron & Archie in quick text:

“PeterTheCyberSpider: Creampied Boss Jihyo in storage room, done: thumbsup:”

“ArchieTheWicked: Fuckin hell yeah”

“AaronTheMetaHuman: You did it you lewd mofo “

The two then slow regain their senses a bit, with Peter quickly takes some tissues and cleaning himself, then helping Jihyo to clean up the mess

“Lemme do it Boss, I made the mess, I’ll clean it! I’ll make sure of it for you!”

“Thank you, Peter"

“I apologize if I was being too rough with you back then, my horniness took over a bit much Boss.”

“I like it Peter, you did great job.” Jihyo confirms with a smile, gives him a peck on his cheek.

Once Peter and Jihyo are finally cleaned up and well dressed again, he quickly opens the door, not forgetting to ask Jihyo some questions before leaving

“Anything you need me to do for your Boss?”

“No, I can go back myself”

“So, more details on the 3D models right boss? and some camera angles? I will deliver before the days end for you for sure!”

“That will do Peter “

“Thank you for your time, Boss!” Peter bows, then quickly leaves the room back to his desk, not before sending Jihyo the picture of herself.

Jihyo takes a quick look at the photo, gives out a bright smile

“I do look quite erotic in this.”

She takes no further due, quickly walks back to her office and back to her daily work.

“BossJihyo: I’m back Mina, can I have the Chamomile tea please “

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss! I’ll be right with you!”

“AssistantSana: Glad to have you back Boss!”

“BossJihyo: I also want you two to bring some notes to my office, I want to schedule our new projects for the upcoming weeks. We should plan it ahead at this point.”

“AssistantSana: yes Boss! I’ll be right there!”

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss! I will bring that and your chamomile tea!”

The next day

“BossJihyo: Sana, Mina, did Aaron send me the new updates yet?”

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss! I just got his files; I will transfer to your review box right away!”

“AssistantSana: I will keep you up to date if there’s anything more boss!”

In TDG chat sever

“SanaShiba: you’re dead Aaron!! Boss is reviewing your stuffs!!!! I can’ wait to see her nutmeg you with her words !!!!”

“AaronMeta: Dream on Squirrel “

“MinaLegoPenguin: Aaron-kun she just replies! Go see it!”

“SanaShiba: bet ya she killed you with her words!!!!!!!!!!!”

“AaronMeta: On the contrary, obviously not, so you lose Squirrel”

“SanaShiba: BAAKAAAAA!!!!!!”

As Aaron opens the review box, he sees two notifications

“Hello Aaron, this is my reviews for you. I like the color thumbnails and composition for these; they are matching both my directions and the client directions. However, we can only choose one so please proceed with option 1, since the other two options, while meeting expectations, could be quite controversial with the color choices. So, with that’s being said, please provide me another round of finished sketch for this one, and it would be better if you can provide different color values and saturations. Thank you”

And the other one:

“You earned the extra credit, meet me in one hour at your desired place through my number.”

“It’s time for my crusade my fellowship of the rings.”

“Go on, claim your victory asshat lol”

“Take pics and better get a good view ya noob.”

“AaronMeta: Guess the Boss lady loves my stuff Squirrel, you’re out.”

“SanaShiba: Nani?????? She likes it??? Man, those looks terrible!!!!! Can’t believe you three dorks are still laughing about it!!!”

“AaronMeta: I’ll screencap this and send it to Boss, let’s see if she agrees with your opinions.”

“SanaShiba: YAMETE KUDASAIIIII!!! DON’T DO THAT!!!: scarehamsteremoji:”

Sana types while making surprised noises, making everyone in the studio to look at her while she bows in complete shame and embarrassment.

In TDG VIP server…

“BossJihyo: What was that noise? I just heard someone’s loud echo.”

“AssistantSana: It’s all my fault Boss!! I will not do that again!”

“BossJihyo: please refrain from doing unnecessary sound Sana, I don’t prefer my studio to be a playground.”

“AssistantSana: Gomen nasai Boss!!! I won’t do that again!”

“AssistantMina: I’ll make sure she won’t do that again Boss …”

“BossJihyo: I will take my break now, please inform me if there’s anything in the request box.”

“AssistantSana: I will Boss! DO you prefer any snacks & refreshments once you’re back?”

“BossJihyo: Lemon Juice please.”

“AssistantSana: Hai Boss!!!”

“AssistantMina: let us know once you’re back!!”

Jihyo, once again, for the 3rd time of the week, walks fast towards the empty halls of the floor, but this time, she enters the emergency exit stairwell, with Aaron already waiting for her.

“Hello Aaron, you’ve been here already.”

“Yes Boss!! Can’t be late for this one!! Now lemme flip the coin!”

Aaron does his first flip; it goes to heads.

“Blowjobs, ah ha, guess my first round is your mouth boss!”

Then the second flip, it goes to tails.

“Ahh yehh, guess I’ll have your ass Boss!! You’re ready? I’m sooo so ready!”

“I am ready.”

The two dives into each other, giving out kisses as fast as they can, while Aaron doesn’t hesitate to grope Jihyo’s all over, but he’s more of an impatience guy, so he just goes right in with her buttons and pants, pulls them off quickly, with her black bra & undies.

“Oh shiet, black ones, you know my fav isn’t you hehe.”

“I do.”

“And that perfume too, man, I’m so wanting you now boss!”

Understands the cue, Jihyo drops down to her knees and face herself towards his crotch, helping him removes his pants down to knee level, with his dick pops straight up to her face, surprises her a bit.

“Sorry for the sudden erection Boss hehe, hope you don’t mind suck it for me “

“Sure Aaron.” Jihyo returns a smile to Aaron.

Jihyo wraps her mouth completely around this dick, bobbing her head back and forth onto his lengthy one. Knowing Aaron’s impatience, she goes hard and fast from the get-go, making him way more excited than he should be.

“Ahhhh yehhh fuck yehhh boss!!! That’s right suck me hard!”

He’s using this as a leverage, deepthroat Jihyo once in a few strokes, gagging her at some point during the blowjobs, but Jihyo takes it well without any complaints or sudden stop.

She lets him does what he wants, not letting small discomfort interrupt the process.

“Hope you like getting its deep boss!! Cause I’ll go even deeper in your ass!!”

“I would like to see that.”

Aaron then help Jihyo stands up, kissing and groping her big tits for a bit before his main course.

He lets her hold on to the railing of the stairwell, bending down a bit, not forgetting to grab and slap her butt cheeks, make them ripples while fondling the softness of her big tits.

“Time for the main task boss hehe “

Jihyo’s undies are quickly being removed, revealing her pussy lips and butthole, all out for Aaron to enjoy.

Using his fingers, he moves his index and middle fingers across her pussy lips to tease her, then circling around her tight anal hole pushing his digits into it a tiny bit just to prep her up for the penetration.

Without further due, Aaron lines his pointy shaft towards her puckered hole, goes in with the best of his abilities to push his tip passing her anus, pushing it further. With some complications and some delays due to her tightness, but once Aaron can fully penetrate her hot tight hole, both give out erotic moans together.

“Ah. that’s very tight.”

“Ahhhh shiett Boss, fuck your ass is sooo tight!!! I might cum faster than I thought!!”

Aaron slowly moves his hips, thrusting himself into Jihyo in slow pace just to enjoy her warmth and tightness first, then he’s taking up his pace, goes faster, just like both him and Jihyo wanted.

“Ahhh fuckkkk, so good Boss!!!! Your ass is sooo good!!”

And, like usual, Jihyo’s phone rings again.

“This is Park Jihyo.”

“Hello Ms. Jihyo, this is HYBE Entertainment, we would love to discuss with you about a possible collaboration with your studio and an upcoming project with our Idol group, would you be of interested?”

“Yes, I am listening.”

“The project will be a new collaboration for Le Sserafim with a new promotion for electronic devices, and we would love to have your hands on our branding and illustration/concept designs for this one. It will be a long-term project till the end of this fall, would this opportunity suitable with your studio’s schedule?”

“Absolutely, me and my team would love to give our skills to provide the best qualities to meet your requirements!”

“That is delightful to hear! We would love to have further discussion with you over our online meeting. How about next Friday at nine, would that be suitable for you?”

“That won’t be a problem!”

Jihyo keeps on talking, while her ass is being plowed from behind by her employee.

Her hands hold tight onto the railings, her face contorts a bit due to the tightness and quick penetrations in her ass, but she remains utmost calm as much as possible.

“Ah. He’s penetrating my rosebud with hard movements. Having intercourse in that place is always both a slight discomfort and pleasure for me, but his dedications to it make me enjoy the advantage side of it more. Even with this noise cancelling I can tell that his moans and emotions defy the pleasure from his end.”

“And that would settle it Miss Jihyo, we can discuss even more information about the project at the meeting! If you have any further question, please let us know! Otherwise please have a productive day ahead!”

“I will, thank you for contacting! TDG Agency is pleasure to work with you!”

Once the noise cancelling is off, Aaron’s moans quickly replaced the calls

“Always on the calls huh boss, hehe, even when you’re getting anal fuck by your employee! Fuckkkk you’re so hot when I fuck your ass from behind like this Boss!!”

“I do like multitasking.”

“And I’m multitasking on your body now boss hehe! Fuckkkk, I want to cum so bad now!! I’m going to cum fucking soon!”

“Yes, you can do that.”

“Fuckkk I’m cumming!!”

Aaron goes for one final pushes, he pushes deep inside her ass, then cum his entire load into her, filling her whole. His entire cumload is shooting inside her like a fountain, hot and thick cum explode insider Jihyo’s warm anal hole.

Aaron stays there with his orgasm a bit, then bend down to kiss Jihyo on the back of her neck, then her lips, before slowly pulls out of her.

His cumload is flowing out of her gaping hole, thick blob of cum runs onto her thighs, then drops down to the floor in streams.

Quickly take a shot, Aaron then sends right to his chat box with the other two.

“AaronTheMetahuman: Creampied Boss Jihyo in the fire exit, completed :thumbsup:”

“ArchietheWicked: Congrats doofus, you did the thing.”

“PeterTheCyberSpider: The mad lad did it.”

Aaron cleans himself up, not wasting time to do the same for Jihyo too, then helps her dress up again, just like how the other two did with her.

“Boss I apologize if I did go too hard on you, I … think I liked it too much without caring for your situation.”

“No, that was enjoyable, I like it Aaron.”

“Phew, thanks Boss. SO, color variations right Boss? And that will be the rest of the tasks before the days end?”

“Yes.”

“Awesome Boss, I’ll deliver for you at 4:30pm, it won’t be much of a problem.”

“Thank you, Aaron,” Jihyo smiles at him while giving him a peck on his lips.

“Thank you for your time, Boss!”

Aaron then quickly leaves, with Jihyo is left standing there checking on the pic of herself being anal creampied.

“Huh, I can��t believe having anal intercourse in a place like this is quite hot.”

Jihyo walks back to her office like nothing happened for the past 15 min, then resume her daily task again.

“BossJihyo: Sana, Mina, I’m back.”

“AssistantMina: Hai! your lemon juice coming right up boss!

“AssistantSana: We’ll always be here for your boss!!”

“BossJihyo: Thank you two, now let’s proceed with the plan, come to my office in 10 min.”

“AssistantMina: Hai Boss!”

“AssistantSana: Yes Boss!”

Friday

“Great work for the week everyone. I am very pleased with our progress so far, even with delays you managed to provide me with great quality work, and I’m thankful for that.”

“Your welcome boss!” everyone in unison

“Have a great weekend, next Monday we will have another meeting to discuss about our upcoming new projects, team leaders be ready to take important notes and divide the tasks to your teams. Thank you “

“Thank you for your time, Boss!” Everyone in unison again

With everyone is packing up to leave for the day, the trio Aaron Archie Peter stay at their places for a bit.

Sana and Mina is helping Jihyo to recollect the files, then hurrying up to shut down their computers

“Have a nice weekend you nerddddddssssss! I’m going to enjoy my two-day vacationnnnnnnn.” Sana is cheering up herself

“Peter-kun, remember to send the Lego technic to my place, ok? Arigatou gozaimasu!” Mina is packing while chatting with Peter.

“Mata ne Mina!“ Peter waves his hand.

“Oyasumi Mina!“ Aaron and Archie chimes in.

“Hey, you nerds didn’t do that to meee!!” Sana whines.

“We’re not your personal butler Osaka’s honey punch.“

“Bleeeeee, no wonder you three don’t have a girlfrienddddddd.” Sana tease while hopping out on her feet to the elevator, with Mina follows behind.

Once everyone leaves the studio, the three then crack a smile to each other

“it’s time boys hehehe.”

“Yeppp, let’s check on boss!!”

“That’s right.”

Surprisingly, it’s Jihyo the one who’s approaching them, as she walks out of her office towards their places.

“Woah boss, you’re way ahead of us!”

“I don’t think I should be late right?“ Jihyo greets them back with a smile.

“Well boss, shall we begin?“

“Of course,”

A few moments later…

It’s already passed office hours.

People are leaving to their homes one floor after another, emptying the building.

Lights are being turned off one place after another by the security guards, leaving no one behind.

Except for TDG Agency, where the main lobby’s light is still on, with Jihyo and the trio are engaging in their “overtime activities.”

Jihyo kneels to near the sofa, still on the call with her AirPods, while the trio Aaron Archie and Peter surrounding her, their pants are below knee level, dicks are pointing out and being engulfed by their boss simultaneously, either by her hands or her pretty lips.

“And yes Miss Jihyo, I hope that our services had provide you with the best qualities for your new kitchen setup! Our customer service is online 24/7 so you can reach us through this number anytime you wish! Is there anything we can do for you Miss?”

“Mhmmm. I would love to have some further upgrades with my washing machines as well after the installation for my kitchen, but for the time being I’m pleased with the new sets.”

“We’re glad to hear it from you Miss Jihyo! is there anything else we can do for you?“

“Mphhhhmmm. That will be all.“

“Thank you for your time, Miss! We wish you a good night and a great weekend!”

Once the call ends, Jihyo resume with her acts, sucking the guys’ erected dicks without any problems.

“Damnn Boss, I got to admire your skills of doing this haha.” Peter compliments Jihyo

“Yehhhh Boss!! Fuck you look hot doing that calling & fucking trope!!” Archie adds.

“And you did it soooo well!! Fuckkkk!!! Yes, boss keep sucking my cock!!”

“Thank you three, like I said, I like multitasking.“ Jihyo returns to them while continuing sucking their big rods.

The trio then take further steps, each of them take turns pounding Jihyo’s beautiful face in faster pace, almost gagging her in the process with their hard thrusts.

Each of them enjoys having their dicks fully wrapped inside Jihyo’s mouth, her tongue also does wonder by helping with the frictions, swirling around their dicks in each turn.

Jihyo takes their dicks well, she adjusts to the movement of their hips as stable as possible, even if there are some sloppiness from the guys, but she’s calmly taken it like a true boss that she is.

Some of her drools are dropping down to her now button-free chest, as Jihyo slowly unbuttons her top, popping out her tits from her white bra, freeing them from its tightness.

“White bra, yesss Boss!!”

“I’m glad. mhpppm. You like it. phmm.” Jihyo does her best to reply while being face-fucked by the trio.

“You always know what to wear for us right Boss? Always wear the ones that make us hard!!”

“Yepppp!! and your curvy body helps with that PERFECTLY!!”

Jihyo gives them a smile through her beautiful round eyes, keep on sucking the trio with pleasure.

She even does harder tricks with them, taking two dicks in her mouth oat the same time while maintaining her pace, surprising the trio with her skills, raising their desires with her even further.

“FUCKKK Boss !!! that’s amazing!! I guess it’s really time for the main task!!”

“Yesssss!!! Hard to hold myself up anymore!!”

“Fuck yehh!! let’s do it!!”

The trio then help Jihyo stand up, with them giving her kisses all over her body, taking her like hungry animals.

Their hands are groping her, touching her in any places possible.

They’re also removing their own clothes, then throw it to the sides of the sofa.

Jihyo on the other hand, calmly removes her clothing’s, first her top, then her bra follows, as her big tits bounce off immediately.

Then following with her pants and undies, and in a matter of seconds the four of them are fully naked, as they dive into each other once again, with the trio proceed to suck onto Jihyo’s tits & nipples, kissing her abs up & down.

Their fingers are teasing into her pussy and anal hole just to prep her up, somewhat entering her holes and feel the wetness and tightness.

“Guess you’re ready Boss! Come here!!”

Aaron then guides Jihyo towards the sofa.

He kisses her a bit, then sit his body down to the sofa, dick pointing up the ceiling, hard and ready for penetration.

Jihyo gets the cue, she mounts herself on top of him, lines up her pussy lips to his pointy shaft, then lowering herself down into it, resulting in a moan between the two.

Once Jihyo straddles fully onto his lap, with his dick penetrates the deepest of her wet pussy, then she starts to bounce herself up and down onto him, with her tits are slowly matching up the paces.

Jihyo bounces faster, letting her body getting more comfortable with the position, while Aaron’s hands are grabbing onto her curvy butt cheeks from behind to help her gain some balance, with his face close to where her tits are.

Another phone call rings…

“This is park Jihyo.”

“Hey Ji, you’re packing up for tomorrow yet?“

“Oh, hi Jeongyeon, I haven’t finish packing yet, been pretty busy with works, but will do tonight for sure.” Jihyo replies with an unusual friendlier and relaxed voice than usual.

“Huh, man you’re always working, but oh well, make sure to pack those things, I already had mine already, now all I need is to pack the stuffs for my “housemate”, goddamn it she’s handful sooo many times.”

“Ah really, well, I can’t help you with that sorry, but don’t think that will be a problem, right? If you can’t I can pack some more stuffs, I only go by myself with a light carry suitcase anyway?”

“Even if you do pack it, I just want to make sure, my “housemate” is one hell of a problem, ughhh, feels like I’m her mom more than her own mom.”

“I’m sure you do well take care of her Jeongie, you’re the best at that our of us three anyway. You need anything else?” Jihyo replies with softer tone.

“Well, I do, going to give you a list now, let me find my list of stuffs, where is it anyway?? Ah ok here it is. Gonna be quite long.“

“I don’t mind that, so what will we need?”

While Jihyo is still on the call, Archie from behind then approaches the two on the sofa.

His hand is stroking his dick to its maximum length, while giving signs to Aaron from below, as he then holds onto Jihyo’s back and pulls her torso towards himself, prepare her for the next act.

Archie wastes no time, he uses his fingers to circle around Jihyo’s back hole, somewhat using his digits to ease up her tightness.

Then, he points his dick at the entrance of her small hole, slowly pushes it in passes the tip of his head a bit, and within a few tries, he’s able to move his inches into Jihyo’s unbelievably hot anal hole, giving her a slight surprise.

“Ahh. Ahh.”

“Uh… what was that? You okay Ji?”

“Oh, it was. nothing, I dropped some stuffs from the desk.”

“Damn you’re still working. Man, it’s late! Better wrap up and go home yo, we’ll go early tomorrow!”

“I’ll wrap up… as soon as possible.”

“Ok, so we still have this thing to get, while you and I already had each.”

Jihyo is doing her best to keep up the call, while Archie and Aaron start to find their paces inside both her holes, double-penetrating her to full pleasure.

They’re pounding her in good rhythm, in and out their dicks are thrusting in her in steady paces, opening her tight and wet holes wider through each thrust, with Jihyo is still managing herself between the two.

Doesn’t want to feel left out, Peter finally approaches where the three are pounding into each other, getting his dick ready.

He climbs onto the sofa at the side, aiming his erected shaft towards Jihyo’s opening mouth, pushes in the last available entrance on her body, with the trio are finally stuffing Jihyo in all three ends, leaving no room left on her body.

“They’re finally penetrating me at the same time once again, and this time they make me have intercourse with them while on the phone, it’s like they barely care of anything now. They keep on thrilling me with new experiences, one week after another, and that’s’ why I always enjoy having intercourse with them, rough or sensual, now matte the sensation they can bring to me. I think I should relax my body more starting from now and let them handle the situation even further, because I honestly can’t wait what will this night bring me. So, excite me up once again you three.” Jihyo is multitasking again, having deep thoughts while being airtight by three guys, while also on the phone call with her friend, and she does it exceptionally.

A few moments passed, Jihyo is still on the call with Jeongyeon, while the trio are still fucking her to no end.

Their paces are fast and chaotic, their dicks are being fully engulfed and wrapped inside Jihyo’s tight, wet and crazily warm holes, with no signs of discomfort coming from her.

Their dicks keep on pounding and pounding, wanting to break their boss’s body with their lewd desires, fucking Jihyo in tandem.

Her body, her curves entirely belong to them at this point, it’s like heaven on earth for the trio.

The only thing that is between them now is the noise cancellation from her phone calls, in which Jihyo wishes that she can hear their loud moans while chatting, as she must somewhat imagine how loud they can be while being pounded repeatedly.

The moment finally comes, as Jihyo can sense that their paces are reaching its peak, in which Jihyo understands that their ejaculations are getting near.

She doesn’t feel like stopping them, well, she couldn’t if she wanted to at this point, as the trio are revving up their balls for their final thrusts, fucking her even harder just to reach their orgasms, while Jihyo still continues the call with any sign of hanging up.

And, within a blink of an eye, the trio cum their loads into her.

Archie goes first with his cum, filling her anal hole with his hot cum shots, shooting straight into the deepest part of her ass.

Aaron then follows, his thick cum is blowing inside her pussy, giving her hot blows of cum inside her wet walls.

And finally, Peter, explodes his entire load onto her face, some of his cum fly straight into her tongue and mouth, while the rest make a mess onto her facial features.

“Anddddddd that’s about it, ready for our two days hot spring trip ??”

“Oh yes. yes Jeongie, I do. Any. other things. I must note down?”

“Nope, the only thing I need to note down is how I’m going to wake up my “housemate” tomorrow while she’s still watching her silly dramas. Ugh, I do not get paid for this shit.”

“You’ll do well Jeongie. Guess. We’ll meet tomorrow. at the bus stop?”

“Yeppppp, alrighty, see ya Ji, don’t be late!”

“Goodnight Jeongie, see both of you tomorrow.”

As Jihyo hangs up, loud noises can be heard around her, and she’s already known what they are.

“FUCKKKKKK!!! That was fuckinnnn goooooodd!! I can’t… believe. you’re able to pull that off Boss !!!” Archie groans out loud while his body feels the orgasm, letting go of Jihyo’s body.

“You’re fucking amazing Boss!!! Fuckkkk. Like how you do… even do that ???” Aaron adds to it while removing himself off Jihyo and drops his butt to the floor.

“Fucking darn amazing feat you got their boss!! Like… how. how did you even do it without … any discomfort or. interruptions ??” Peter feels his orgasms while moving out of the sofa and sit on a chair near there.

“I. like to multitask. that’s all” Jihyo finally replies, while her body is full of sweat, heaving up and down, dropping herself down to the floor, with cum leaking out from her holes and to the marble floor below, while some more cum are still sticking onto her face, some drops onto her heaving big titties.

“Boss… That was fucking amazing, but. it’s unfair if us three only had one chances. with one of your holes … right?”

“Yeh…. Boss, I can go on for more… Fuck I can always go more for you boss!!”

“Me three, can go… anytime for your boss!!”

“I. do not oppose that idea. You three. can continue with me. as much as you desire…” Jihyo replies while catching her breath.

Her words are the confirmations for the three, as they take their water breaks a bit, then continue their sexual engagements with her.

Jihyo does not hold herself anymore, she just let them do anything as they please, taking her from sessions to sessions of airtight fuck, penetrating her tight holes for as long as possible, changing into any positions as they please, with the trio then take her holes in switching turns.

Either Peter takes her asshole, Archie takes her pussy while Aaron takes her mouth in a reverse position, to having her straight to the floor with them keep on penetrating her.

And even better, while she’s on a few other calls again, but that doesn’t stop her from enjoying the hardcore sex with the three, because that’s how they want to end their fruitful work week: having a full-on sex activity before weekend comes.

An hour later…

“Phewwwww, man I’m spent!!! … Fuck that was awesome “Aaron is catching his breath while taking the water.

“Fuck yeah… hell yeah. One hell of a way to wrap the week!!” Peter, lays flat to the floor and moans out.

“Holy shit I can barely move now haha… man… that was fan fucking tastic!!”

The three finally give into their tiredness, laying flat on the floor or just near the walls. Jihyo, on the other hands, sitting down in the middle of everything, her body is reddened, with some handprints on different parts of her body.

Her ass sores and gapes, her pussy is also reddened thanks to the poundings.

Cum are flowing in streams from her holes, make a huge pile below her body, while her beautiful face is now being “decorated” with cum, ruining her makeup, hair falls and messy all over. But does she love it, yes.

“That was… a great… sensation… you three. did … a very excellent job… with me.” Jihyo finally able to form some words, while doing her very best to open her eyes and catching her breathes.

“Man, Boss. I’ll be honest… I have a huge appreciation for you now… like. VERY HUGE …”

“Yeh. Like seriously. still don’t know. how you did that with us …”

“I guess. That’s why she’s our boss your noobs. she can do EVERYTHING!”

“Thank you… for your compliments. I. did. my best. as always.”

“So boss, guess we’ll help you. clean things up then. don’t want to leave a mess here, right guys?”

“Yeh… we should, . it’s getting late, don’t want the security to check on us.”

“Sure, let’s clean things up, we’ll help you boss … We always will do that for you.”

“Thank you… you three.”

And with that, the four of them then clean up the place, doing their very best to not leave any traces.

As a nice gesture, Jihyo also offers them to wash themselves up with her inside her private restroom, cleaning any last evidence left on their bodies, and finally packing up and close the studio.

“Damn I’m hungry, you two want to go eat something?”

“Yeh, I can eat an entire hot pot now.”

“That’s a good idea, why don’t we do that, you… want to join us Boss? There’s a nice place near our studio! We’ll love you to join!”

“I think that will be a go.” Jihyo smiles back in full agreement with the three, as four of them leaves the building and walk to the hot pot restaurant, ending their nights.

Half hour later, at the restaurant…

“Cheer boss!!! For this productive week and more to come ahead!!“

“Alrightyyyy !! let’s dive in!!!“

“Here Boss !! take this one, it’s a special dish here!! We’re saving it up for you.”

“Thank you three, this place is cozy, I really enjoy it so far. I will recommend to my family and friends once they visit.”

“So boss, you’re going on a vacation tomorrow? Sounds exciting!“

“Yes, I planned this one a head a few weeks ago with my close friends, I really enjoy a hot spring weekend from time to time.”

“Damn that sounds amazing Boss! We nerds going to go to a Gundam convention tomorrow, going to spend our weekends there!”

“Gundam? is it anything like what Mina has on her table? The Legos?”

“Ohhhhh you probably don’t know boss, it’s more on robotic stuffs, like this here lemme show you: swiping the phone for Gundam images: You see us three we share this hobby of building model kits together for a while now and that’s how we connected too back then!”

“That’s quite fascinating that you three share a lot of activities together, I’m impressed.”

“Yehhhh Boss !! but anyway, sorry if I ask you this but Boss, are we having more projects with different celebrities? Like Aespa and Le Sserafim per se?“

“Yes, we will, and it will be long term contracts too. And, since you three are here with me, I can hint to you one project, that might be very beneficial for our studio on a long run. And it will include my two close friends.“

“Holy damn, really Boss? So. your friends, the ones we’re going to collab with, they’re celebrities too?”

“Actually, only one of them, the other is her manager.”

“Ohh ok, so … boss, who is it going to be?”

“She’s a beauty pageant turned KOL and Idol now, I think you know of her status.”

“Actually Boss, that’s a whole lot of them, no offense at all.“

“Well then, have you ever heard of Im Nayeon?“

“WHATTTTTTTT!!!” The three drop their chopsticks in huge shock.

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gloomwitchwrites · 1 year ago

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You send him a text "Thanks for the flowers, babe" attached with a photo of a bouquet as a prank. Obvs, he gets jealous/possessive.

Anon, I love this. I cackled the first time I read it, and I've been wanting to get to it for a while. There are so many requests (and I will get to them all), but with my health being shit, I'm trying to select from the pool where I'm not overworking my brain or stressing myself out trying to come up with something. This prompt came very naturally to me.

These are all spicy. Period. I didn't hold back with this one. Maybe I'm ovulating or some shit but I literally couldn't write anything but smut for this prompt. I had a lot of fun with this one, and I hope you enjoy.

Task Force 141 x Female Reader

Content & Warnings: swearing, dirty talk, praise, spanking, oral sex, face fucking, restraints, vaginal fingering, unprotected piv, creampie, jealousy, possessive behavior, orgasm control

Word Count: 4.4k

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Simon "Ghost" Riley

Simon’s phone buzzes in his pocket. He ignores it, attention stuck on Price who stands in front of a large map of Europe.

There are pictures—some have a red “X” through them while a couple others have black question marks. The mission isn’t done, but that isn’t surprising. This has taken months to complete. It’s been slow, and entirely too complicated for Simon’s liking.

His phone buzzes again, the vibration pulling his attention away.

When the third buzz comes in, his agitation turns to worry. Simon never allows messages to come through at work unless it’s from very specific people. To have three come through in less than two minutes stirs something in his gut.

Price starts talking again but Simon’s brain is melting. He reaches into his pocket and fishes out his phone. Keeping it next to his thigh, Simon awakens the screen.

Your name is there and 3 new messages.

Simon glances up, but no one is looking at him. Silently, he unlocks the phone and clicks over to his messages, tapping on your name.

At first, Simon doesn’t understand. His brain short-circuits, and then unbridled jealousy comes roaring forward.

The first message is a photo of a beautiful bouquet sitting on the kitchen island. It’s fucking large, taking up most of the space. The flowers are different shades of pink, yellow, and orange. It looks like spring.

Beneath the picture are two texts.

Thanks for the flowers!!

I love you!

But Simon did not get you flowers. He didn’t order these, and he certainly didn’t have them delivered to the flat.

Fuck. What the actual fuck.

Someone else did this.

Simon’s first thought is that Johnny did it to prank him. But Johnny has been a bit subdued today, and his attention isn’t on Simon at all.

No. It’s likely not him.

Simon locks his phone and stews. He can’t just leave this meeting. It’s important, but he’s going to get to the fucking bottom of it.

By the time Price dismisses them, Simon is already out the door, charging toward his locker to grab his stuff. It usually takes him a half hour to arrive home, but today he does it in twenty. When Simon bursts through the front door, he’s ready to toss those flowers right off the balcony.

But then he sees your face—how happy you are—and Simon melts. You throw yourself into his arms, and Simon instinctually responds, embracing you tightly. He presses his face into your hair and inhales.

“Missed you,” you say, grabbing both sides of his face and kissing him. “Thank you for the flowers.”

I didn’t get you any flowers.

Simon smiles because it’s all he can manage. That jealousy from earlier starts to curl back up, twisting around in his ribcage.

“Did you like the note?”

You frown. “What note?”

The way you ask is…odd. It’s far too innocent in the presentation. Simon knows your cues and this seems forced to him. But the sender didn’t leave a message. That doesn’t give Simon much to go on if he’s going to track down who sent them.

“Maybe they forgot,” he replies, kissing your forehead. “Show them to me.”

With a bright smile, you take his hand, guiding him into the kitchen. They’re much more stunning in person and Simon momentarily freezes. Did he forget your birthday? An anniversary? An important event?

Simon recalls nothing for today’s date.

The jealousy rises again but he clamps down on it. Anyone could have sent this, especially a friend of yours or a family member. Doesn’t mean there is someone out there with predatory intentions. And for all Simon knows, you’re having a laugh, riling me up. You’ve done it before.

“They’re lovely,” observes Simon. “Better than the picture.”

Your grin is gorgeous, a thing Simon wants to bottle up. You open your mouth to answer him but the dryer goes off. “Hold on,” you call over your shoulder as you dash away. “Let me change over the loads.”

When you disappear, Simon goes for the bouquet. He quickly checks through every flower and between the stems, even sticks his fingers in the dirt. Simon doesn’t know what the fuck he’s looking for, but he’s grasping for anything.

The only thing of note is the business card which Simon quickly plucks from its holder and tucks into his pocket. Simon steps away from the bouquet when you appear again.

Jealousy is stewing, showing its fangs, curling tighter around Simon’s ribs.

When you reach for him, Simon sweeps you off your feet, planting you on the kitchen island. You giggle, but Simon cuts it off, drawing you to the edge to seize your lips in a fierce kiss.

That jealous viper between his bones tells him to possess you.

Simon’s hands drop to your waist and then your hips. He settles himself between your legs, hands moving down to your bare thighs.

You’re flushed with embarrassment, attempting to hide your face from him, giggling his name as you fist his shirt.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” rasps Simon.

Your lips part and Simon slides his tongue inside. You moan, suck on his tongue, and release him. Simon’s grip on your thighs tightens.

“All day?” you ask softly.

Moving his hands to beneath your thighs, Simon tugs you into his arms and carries you over to the dining room table, but doesn’t place you on top of it. He brings you to your feet, and then his fingers curl around the shorts that are little more than underwear.

“Take these off.”

“Simon—”

“Do it,” he growls, releasing them and bringing his hand back to his side.

Slowly, you do as he says. You bring them up so that Simon can see them before tossing them to the side. That viper in him hisses, the venom leaking into his system.

Simon slides his hand between your thighs. You lean back against the table, hands resting on the edge as you part your legs. What his fingers find only makes him groan.

Withdrawing, Simon licks his fingers clean. “Turn around. Bend over the table. Show me what I want.” With a smirk on your lips, you face the table, and bend forward, going up on your toes.

Fuck the flowers and whoever sent them. You’re his.

Simon unbuckles the front of his belt, undoes the zipper of his pants, and frees his aching cock. He needs to be inside you, to hear you say his name, to feel you come around him. He needs to possess because it’s the only thing he can do right now.

Guiding with his hand, Simon rubs the head of his cock through your slickness. You’re already so wet for him—so fucking needy, and he’ll devour it all. Give you exactly what you want while taking something for him.

As he starts to slide in, you whimper. Reaching back, your hand grabs your ass, opening yourself a bit wider for him.

Bloody hell.

Simon doesn’t want to go slow. Using his grip on your hip, he slides all the way in, making you take him to the hilt with one forward thrust of his hips.

Your gasp is choked, and then Simon is lost, pounding into you as if this is the last time he’ll ever fuck you. It’s only your tightness, your breathy moans of pleasure, and the desperate why you say his name. It wraps around him, satiates the viper, calms the rising jealousy until it’s only you Simon can focus on.

Through the haze, Simon finds your clit, plays with it, slows his thrusts until your orgasm arrives, squeezing him so tight he almost finishes right then and there. But once that wave crests and crashes, Simon is back at it. Planting both hands on the table on either side of your waist, Simon stutters out, his lower back tensing, everything draw up.

Simon’s orgasm is an unraveling. All the tension melts as he finishes, and even then, he continues to thrust, pushing his cum deeper inside you. His chest heaves, body shuddering as he draws back a bit. Your breathing is just as labored.

Easing out of your body, Simon admires the bloom of cum at your entrance. He presses it back inside before helping you unbend from the table. Turning you around to face him, Simon claims your mouth in a deep kiss, his grasping the back of your head.

You form to him, and Simon’s hunger flares.

“To bed,” he says, drawing you away with a tug on your hair.

“To sleep?” you ask, smirking.

Maybe you did all this. Planned it all from the beginning.

Naughty girl.

Simon shakes his head. “Not yet.”

He releases you, and then smacks your ass for good measure. Squeaking, you scurry away toward the bedroom. Simon stands there for a moment, composing himself. Reaching into his pocket, he withdraws the business card. There is an address and a phone number.

Glancing over his shoulder at the bouquet, Simon comes to a decision. Stalking toward his duffle, Simon secures the business card in a side pocket. He’ll deal with this at work.

Right now, you’re getting undressed.

And Simon is much more interested in that.

Flowers can wait.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

You send the final text and lock your phone, leaving it on the coffee table.

It’s just a little prank. A tease.

Kyle is always a gentleman even when he makes your toes curl and pulls unseemly sounds from between your lips. But riling him up can be just as fun. Kyle isn’t one to be jealous or even possessive of you. He’s certainly protective, and his presence always makes you feel safe, but you’re aching for something else right now.

The flowers weren’t all that expensive. And they are pretty.

Your phone buzzes. You ignore it.

It buzzes again.

When you check the screen, you see two new texts from Kyle. You stare at it, and set it back down. You’re going to let him stew and question. If anything, Kyle might think the flowers innocent.

Tapping your fingers against your knee, impatience stirring in your belly, you stare out the patio door. You need to distract yourself, but the urge to look is too strong. Snatching the phone back up, you glance at the messages.

That’s sweet, love.

But I didn’t get you flowers.

Honesty. This man is terrible at lying or hiding his feelings.

You tap out a reply.

Of course you did! Loved the note you left with it!

Kyle’s reply is instant.

Note?

You nearly cackle at the ceiling and when you hit send.

I want you tonight. You know you can have me whenever lol. No need to send flowers about it.

Within seconds of you hitting send, you phone starts to vibrate. Yelping, you nearly drop the thing. Kyle’s name and a photo of him at the beach pop up on your screen. You stare at it, allowing it to go to voicemail. He calls again immediately.

You launch off the couch, pacing as the phone falls back into voicemail. It’s a bit thrilling knowing that Kyle is likely worked up on the other end.

Answer the phone, comes Kyle’s next text, and then, I’m coming home.

Oh shit.

You are all nervous excitement waiting for him. And when he does come barreling through the door, you’re a bit shocked at the sight of him.

Slowly, he shuts the front door, striding into the kitchen where the bouquet is. He stares at it for a long moment before turning his gaze on you.

“Kyle,” you say brightly, walking toward him.

He holds up a finger and walks past you. You hear the opening and shutting of doors, of drawers being opened, and items moving around. Kyle returns, hands on his hips, concern on his features.

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

“I didn’t send you those flowers.”

“Didn’t you?” you reply, innocently, moving toward them.

Kyle shoots forward and begins digging through the stems. “Where is that bloody card?” he mutters.

There is no card. No note. You made it all up.

“Kyle,” you say, but he ignores you.

“Un-fucking-believable,” he says, ripping opening the plastic to see inside.

“Kyle,” you repeat, adding a bit of volume behind your voice.

Again, he ignores you, scattering the flowers across the countertop.

“When I find the fucking wanker that—”

“Kyle!”

He turns, eyes a bit wild. Kyle looks ridiculous, and you suddenly feel terrible. You reach for him, placing both hands on either side of his face. “There’s no note.”

Kyle blinks like he didn’t hear you correctly. “What?”

“There’s no note,” you repeat. “I bought the flo—”

Kyle groans loudly and places his entire hand over your face, muffling the last few words. “Bloody hell, baby girl.” He lightly pushes off, dropping his hand, and stepping back.

You grin sheepishly as Kyle crosses his arms over his chest.

“What was the goal?” he asks, leaning forward a bit.

You shrug your shoulders. “To rile you up?”

Kyle laughs, short and clipped. “Rile me up?”

“Yes,” you say slowly.

He leans in a bit more, a smirk on his face. “And what do you think was going to happen once you riled me up?”

You know that Kyle already knows the answer to this question. But he’s indulging you. As he always does.

“I didn’t think that far,” you reply, but it’s far from the truth.

You wanted to rile him up so that he’d come home and fuck you like a man possessed.

Kyle bites down on his bottom lip and you track the movement. “No, love. You did.” He straightens. “And I know what you want.”

Kyle steps into your space, his head dipping as if to kiss you but pausing just before. “You need a good throat fucking. I need an apology. And then I can give you what you want.”

“Kyle,” you breathe.

“On your knees, love. Present your mouth.”

You obediently drop to your knees, and part your lips.

“Wider,” he almost growls.

You do so just as Kyle reaches down and undoes the front of his belt. He doesn’t even look. Doesn’t flinch. The belt is gone and the front of his pants are open by the time Kyle grabs your face and brings you close.

“Tongue out.”

You do so, and Kyle taps the head of his cock against it before sliding it back and forth over your tongue. His hold shifts, falling to the nape of your neck.

“Take it like a good girl. Got it?”

You nod, and Kyle draws you forward, forcing you to take all of him. Holding you in place for a few seconds, Kyle only eases you back once your gag reflex kicks in. Kyle adjusts his stance, and your hands grasp the sides of his thighs.

Kyle’s hand on the back of your neck tightens as his other hand tangles in your hair. Keeping you in place, he starts to thrust, fucking your mouth like he would your pussy. All you can do is cling to him, to hold on as he grunts above you.

There isn’t any anger there, just a stern brow and a need for control. It’s delicious. Entirely mouth-watering. Your core warms, a slickness blooming, indicating just how much this turns you on.

To bring Kyle toward his end, you make little sounds in your throat. It makes him stutter. It makes him moan. Beneath his pants, you feel the muscles in his legs tighten. And then he’s forcing you down his length, throating him entirely as he comes down your throat.

Breathing through you nose is the only thing holding you together. And when he slides you off, you cough, wiping at your lips.

Kyle’s hand caresses your cheek, drawing your gaze to him. He arches a single eyebrow.

“I’m sorry,” you say.

Reaching out, Kyle draws you up to your feet, bringing you close. His smile is soft, and when he comes in for a kiss, it is consuming.

“Now that you’ve riled me up,” he murmurs against your lips. “I’ll give you what you want.”

Kyle pulls away, his thumb pressing on your bottom lip.

“Take off your clothes. Kneel on the bed. And bend over. Got it?”

You nod, and Kyle drops his hand.

“That’s my good girl.”

John "Soap" MacTavish

Johnny’s ears are ringing.

“You better be bloody joking,” he growls at his phone.

On the screen is a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Flowers that you’re thanking him for. Flowers that he didn’t send.

And the card? Bloody fucking hell. That card is going in the shredder. Johnny will tear it apart with his own teeth if he has to. Some fucker had the bright idea to send you flowers like he’s the one you’re dating.

No. Fuck that.

Johnny might be the demolitions expert, but he knows Ghost could dig around for him if he asked. Scratch that. Johnny is asking right fucking now.

“Hey, Lt!” Johnny jogs over to Ghost and turns his phone around. “Can you trace who sent these flowers?”

Ghost’s expression behind the balaclava remains flat. “It’s a fucking photo, Johnny.”

Cursing under his breath, Johnny forwards the image to Ghost. Ghost checks his phone, enlarging the image.

He grunts. “Should be easy.” Ghost glances up from the screen. “Why?”

“Someone making a move on my woman,” replies Johnny, holding back a growl.

“Done,” says Ghost. “Give me a couple hours.”

It doesn’t take Ghost long, and Johnny has to laugh out loud.

“You fucking naughty thing,” mutters Johnny as he unlocks the door to your flat.

When he enters, you’re nearly on your toes, eager for him. It’s cute, but you need to learn first. Sure, the prank is harmless, but you were wanting a rise out of him.

Punishment is needed.

“Johnny,” you say brightly, coming around the counter to greet him.

As you arms reach for him, Johnny removes his belt. Your gaze drops, but he is faster than you. Johnny has the belt around your wrists and secured before you can even protest.

“What are you doing?” you ask breathlessly.

“Thought I wouldn’t find out?” Johnny tuts. He yanks you forward, bringing the two of you almost face-to-face. “Bought those flowers yourself.”

Johnny tugs on the belt again. You stumble into him and he spins you around. With another quick tug, Johnny has the belt looped onto one of the coat hooks embedded in the wall.

Reaching down, Johnny palms your ass, his lips pressed to your ear. “Got me all jealous at work. Had Ghost stalking the flower shop and everything.” He squeezes, and then smacks your ass. Hard.

You whimper. “Johnny. I’m sorry.”

“No apologies, love.” He kisses your throat. Your skin is soft and he inhales, savoring your scent. You’re freshly showered, and the smell of your shampoo invades his nostrils.

It doesn’t take much to rid you of your underwear. It’s just you in an old shirt and your bare ass on full display. Johnny slides his hands between you clenched thighs.

“Spread them.”

You do so obediently and a primal part of him simmers with pleasure. Johnny slowly drops to his knees behind you. He savors the view, taking his time to enjoy the sight before him. Even from here, Johnny can see how slick you are. How wanton.

He’s going to devour you. Make you beg. Deny you what it is you most want until you’re a fucking mess for him. That’s punishment enough.

Johnny tests by running one finger over your pussy. It comes back glossy. He pops it into his mouth, groaning at your taste.

“Want me to eat this pretty pussy?” asks Johnny, running his finger over you again.

You nod frantically. “Yes. Please.”

That’s a start.

Johnny leans in, the tip of his tongue playing with your entrance. He traces it with his tongue before slipping inside, slowly fucking you with it. It’s not enough, but Johnny knows this. He needs to suck on your clit and give you his fingers to make you come.

But even then, you’ll have to wait.

You’ll have to beg.

Johnny trails upward, swirling his tongue, finding your clit. He teases it. Flicks it back and forth in a steady stroke. You’re already growing wetter. You’re already moaning above him. Too bad you don’t know what’s coming.

Johnny slides one finger inside of you, pumping twice before inserting a second. You’re tight around him. He can feel the stretch.

He works you slowly, lightly thrusting his fingers in and out of your pussy as he teases your clit with his tongue. Above him, your moans come unbroken and loud. It’s sweet. He loves the sound. But Johnny knows your tells, and when your muscles begin to clench and unclench quickly, he ceases all movement.

“What the fuck,” you gasp, glancing down.

Johnny chuckles. “You have to earn it love.”

“Johnny, please,” you beg.

“What’s that, love? Didn’t hear you?”

“Please,” you say, drawing it out.

“Please what?” he prompts.

“I want to come,” you murmur.

Johnny smirks and starts fucking you with his fingers again, but doesn’t put his mouth back on your clit. It’s not enough for you. You’re squirming. Wiggling. Needing more.

“You pull another stunt like this again, love, and this,” Johnny smacks your ass with a sharp thwack, “will be red.”

“I’m sorry, Johnny. Please. Just—please.”

Johnny teases your clit with a quick swipe of his tongue. “Beg some more.”

You do. All sorts of obscene things fall from your lips. When tears form in the corner of your eyes, Johnny finally gives you relief.

He fucks your gorgeous pussy with his fingers. He tastes and teases until you’re crying out, clamping around him as you come undone.

Johnny withdraws. Straightens.

You’re still hanging on the hook.

He frees you from it, but does not remove the belt from around your wrists. Johnny presses you against him with a flat palm upon your stomach.

“Don’t do that again,” he murmurs.

“I won’t.”

Johnny kisses your throat. “To bed.”

You frown, holding up your bound hands. “But the belt.”

“Stays on,” he says, fisting the tangling leather. “Until I’m done with you.”

John Price

John isn’t one for texting.

You’ll send him a barrage of texts only for him to call you hours later asking what you were texting him about.

Which is why you didn’t think this plan would work.

But then it did, and now you’re bent over John’s lap, bare ass in the air.

John told you that he was working late to catch up on paperwork. Whenever that happens, he always gives you a call to check-in and hear your voice. It’s routine at this point. A comfort. Most of the time, he just wants you on the other side, to have you talk about the day or whatever you want while he’s working. John will usually remain silent, listening, basking in your voice.

You planned it perfectly, knowing that he’d check his phone before giving you a call. You sent the photo of the flowers. A beautiful display really. And they were on sale. You also sent him a picture of the makeshift “note” that you made for it. All it said was “thinking of you” with no name. All of that was follow up by a “thank you” and promises to please him later.

John was calm when he called you—almost eerily so. When you thanked him from the flowers, he didn’t reply. He simply pushed past it. The thing is, John saved all of that energy up for when he came home.

Your ass stings. John rubs the spot he just smacked before squeezing.

“Now, love. Tell me the truth.” He says it so sweetly, like it’s such a simple thing.

And you don’t know how much longer you’ll last under this barrage.

“You bought them for me,” you whimper, keeping up the façade.

John shakes his head. “We both know that’s not true.” He squeezes your ass again, the sting burning slightly when he let’s go.

“I’d guess you’re seeing someone else but that would be lie. Wouldn’t it?”

He punctuates this statement by slipping his hand between your thighs, his fingers running over your pussy, parting your slickness. John dips one finger inside and then another, only to retreat and grab your ass cheek with the same hand.

“I know just how to make you wet, love. You have no one else to run to.”

“I told you—Fuck! John!” You jolt in his lap as his palm comes down on your already throbbing cheek.

“Be honest, love. Or you’ll get a few more.”

You swallow down your pride. You wanted him riled up, but you weren’t expecting this. Not for John to come home, strip you down, and bend you over his lap.

“I bought them,” you grumble.

John’s hand eases. “You what?”

“I bought them,” you snap.

“I knew you did.”

Before you have the chance to form a retort, John guides you up and into his lap. He grabs the front of your throat, bringing you close to him. He does not kiss you. He simply hovers.

“You’re going to straddle my lap and bounce on my cock until I fill you up. You understand?”

You nod, and Price let’s go of your throat.

“Get to it,” he purrs.

John is fully clothed, and you’re wearing nothing at all. You undo the clasp of his belt, pull the zipper, and he flexes his hips enough that you can work his pants down a bit. When his hard length is free to you, you straddle him, lining yourself up.

He remains impassive as you start to sink down. The stretch is perfect—as it always is, and you groan as you seat yourself entirely on his cock. Gripping his shoulders, you roll up and back down, rocking when you can to give your legs a break.

John still stays quiet but his gaze is assessing. Slowly, his hand comes around your neck again, and this time he squeezes slightly. It’s not to hurt. It’s to dominate and possess.

“Who do you belong to, love?” he asks.

“You,” you murmur, sinking down on him.

“Say it again,” repeats John.

“I belong to you,” you gasp, coming up and then back down.

“Again,” and this time there’s a growl in his tone.

“I’m yours, John.”

“Fucking right,” he says, crashing his mouth to yours.

The kiss is a claiming, one that shoots through your body and consumes your limbs and control. You shudder, pussy clenching, and then John is fucking up into you, his hands on your hips.

You’re no longer in control. It’s just John, and his need to possess.

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