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It's Cuffing Season (Jonathan Crane x Barista!Reader)

(Gif ain't mine > @breakfastonuranus)

✨NSFW [Stockholm Syndrome (Pretty self-explanatory), Abduction, Chocking, Bondage (cuffing), Oral (M!Rec), DubCon (cnc maybe?), PnV (Wrap it before you Tap it), Breeding kink, Candle Play, Overstimulation, and some other things that I may have forgotten], He fell in love with you but you didn't love him (as much) back so he had to do what any villain would do ^^, Crane's top but a softy his little princess, Crane just loves us~, Yes a lil Fluff and a bit of angst :3, also maybe mention of death (Parents)✨

🐧I'm learning my vocabs on NSFW content XD look how I'm adding up every smut warnings I know XD and it's actually not there XD. Please tell me if those are actually in the story damn :"D. Anyways this fic is for that request made, I hope this satisfies your need :3 cuz it did mine XD Although the phasing might be fast somehow... I tried putting all my ideas in one place heh, I hope I wrote it well :"D also the song comes in my mind as I wrote this is the one above... It's cuffing season~🐧

5K Words (I tried shortening it really... this is the best I could do ack)

Now... enjoy you mentally ill people (like me XD)

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"Jonathan Crane!" you screamed to the top of your lungs as you read the order name on the cup. Looking around to see if anyone would answer to that name, and there he came.

A man in his well-tailored black suit, accompanied by his brown vest and black tie. A divine for any lady to look at, but for you it was the last thing you found interesting about. You didn't have time to swoon over men right now. Tuition at your college was more than the budget your parents left you before passing and you had to work your ass off to get through. Plus this business was not running well (your parent's business) so you had to do what had to be done, work to the bones.

"Thanks, Miss?" he muttered as he grabbed his drink from the counter and looked you straight in the eye. He had ocean blue eyes that were accessorized with his rectangle cut glasses which made him look more heavenly. His lips pursed and cheeks well contoured, anyone could really just fall in love with this man with one look, you thought, but not you.

You were making the next order as you spoke, "Y/N" you said without thinking of anything, flashing him a quick smile before returning to getting busy.

He smiled back, but you didn't see that as you busied yourself. He nodded before leaving the store. It was sunny that day, a busy day in Gotham City. People out and about, havoc on the neighboring store and policemen drinking their coffee in your store, this was Gotham City, bow.

-----(Jonathan Crane POV)

As Jonathan walked through the streets of Gotham City, he smirked. 'Y/N's hands were on this cup' he thought smiling to himself, as he sipped through the lid. It has been long since he was obsessed with something, not to mention someone other than Batman.

He first saw you on the day havoc happened at your store, a burglary. He was in line to order his usual coffee, clearly pissed at how the line was moving slowly when three masked men came in pointing guns at your employee. It was his first time seeing you then, the owner of the café.

You came out with a nonchalant look as you came from the back kitchen and pointed a loaded shotgun at the masked men. "Out" was the only thing you said as the masked men went running (unfortunately their guns were empty and were just actually toys). He was amused how you knew their guns were empty, even then, you exuded confidence in what you did that day, something Crane found fascinating.

From then on he went to the café from day to day (if he had the time even hour by hour). When you weren't there he would just walk away with nothing in hand, but when you were, he'd order everything on the menu to keep you standing there picking his order from the glassed window, to see your cleavage creeping out your tight V-neck shirt, as his pants would feel tight with his bulge poking it. He really should do something about his obsession with you he thought.

And think he did. He has planned to abduct you and manage your dead parent's business while you were gone, so you'd call him a 'good boy' after manipulating your mind to love him. He planned on paying for your tuition after it too! He has spoken to your school's board to give you a scholarship already (to which you declined because the head of your college was known to give scholarships to people he'd like to fuck). He had a room for you in his apartment already, complete with all the clothes you have in your own small apartment (with extra touches of clothes he likes to see you in... such as expensive lingerie and such).

'Just you wait my love' he thought as he kept the empty cup to his stash of cups with your handwriting on his office desk drawer. 'you will be mine soon', as he closes the drawer shut with a bright smile.

-----(Your POV)

You breath was a mess, your memory a foggy one, as your vision went on and off.

You only remembered the dark night enveloping the streets. As you closed the shop early today (because one of your employees had midterm examinations and you had too), you were out at the back of the shop throwing the heavy bag of trash to the bin when your sight turned dark.

In panic, you tried to fight the four arms that kept you from removing the bag over your head to no avail. Screaming was useless in Gotham, so you didn't try to do so. They guided you up in a spaced van and tied your hand back, they were being rather careful with you, you thought. Like a porcelain from china being transported to the England museum.

Before you know it you were dead asleep, as you inhaled funny smelling air (sleeping gas you presumed).

Minutes passed by as your vision went on again. Seeing that handsome blue-eyed man smiling at the sight of you, and your out again.

-----(Jonathan Crane's POV)

'She's here!' Jonathan's mind was in haywire. He was excited as he saw you being ushered in his apartment by two of his men. However his smile faltered as he sees your wrist red from the rope tied around it.

"Fuck! I told you to be careful with her! You fucking dimwits!" he screamed as he trashed around his living room, throwing anything he saw to his men. "Sorry, Sir Crane, she was a feisty one you see-" he shot the man, he had no time for explanations. "Get out of my sight" he glared at the other who ran out.

Jonathan kneeled down to untie you and remove the black bag over your head. Oh, how majestic you looked sleeping, he could stare at you forever, even maybe when the two of you are old, he smiled at that.

"Welcome Home, Y/N" as he kissed your forehead before carrying you princess-style to your new room.

-----(Your POV)

As you blinked your eyes, adjusting to the light of the room. You finally see the room you were in, it was not your room. Panic consumes you as you realize there were shackles on your wrist, chained to the bed.

You couldn't possibly scream now, since you didn't scream earlier where it could have been evident. You just observed the room, looking for something to get yourself free. The room was in your favourite colour, shockingly it made you more at ease than panic. Some of your missing favorite clothes were on the open closet as well, with boxes of maybe new clothes. Pair of shoes and sandals that screamed 'expensive', you thought of the possibility that maybe a girl abducted you, but some of them were visibly your size.

Before you could find a way to escape the door creeks open. You close your eyes to pretend to be sleeping, but the person to open it doesn't seem to buy it.

"Oh Darling, I mean no harm," his deep voice echoes the room. You closely open your eyes to see the same man that goes to your cafe shop and only ever smiles at you.

"You!" exclaiming as you squirm through the chain to fight him. He rushes to you as he places a tray of food on the floor. "Darling, Darling Angel calm down my Love. I am here to protect you from this dangerous world, I am your only hope in this dark world. By the time everything is in havoc, you are safe here." as he tries to sooth you, patting your head as he sat beside your bedside.

"Fuck You, Jonathan!" you hiss at him, remembering his name as he was always in your cafe, in which he chuckles. "I believe that's not how you thank your saviour love," his voice in a darker tone than earlier as he stands up and picks up the tray of food, placing it on your lap. "Now, I will remove the cuffs on your wrist and you eat peacefully without fighting your savior or..." he pauses as his fingers tickle your wrist and moving slowly to grip on your neck ever so softly "... We do it the hard way and I might punish you, which, believe me, you might even enjoy, Y/N" as he smirks at you.

It took all in you to not tear up then. You prayed to God that this was just a sick dream and that you fainted from overworking, but it wasn't. As you feel his hands tighten their grip making you look at him, you suddenly drown in his ocean-blue eyes. If you weren't a busy woman and had time to date you'd probably dated him before, but this was sick, something you never thought a man with such a political figure like him would do.

Kicking the tray of food to the floor, you squirmed again, the cuffs tightening with your every move. Swearing to his face that you will never cooperate with him and he can kiss your ass. He laughs at that, he stands up after releasing your neck as you gasp for air. He then cleans up your mess and closes the door with a rather loud bang. As you cried in the room, waiting for the inevitable 'punishment'.

Hours has passed and the room turned dark along with the night creeping in the room. The door creaked open, slow and deliberate. Your breath hitched as the sound of footsteps filled the room, heavier this time. Jonathan Crane appeared once more, but now the light was dimmer, casting flickering shadows across his face. In his hand, a single candle burned, the flame dancing in the darkness.

"You seem to have a lot of fight in you," he murmured, setting the candle on a nearby table. "But I wonder..." He trailed off, his voice low and taunting as he approached the bed, pulling a small chair closer to where you lay cuffed. "How long will that fire last?"

He dragged the chair, its legs scraping against the floor, and sat down. His eyes gleamed with a sick curiosity, studying your every move, every breath. His fingers hovered over the flame, feeling its heat before he slowly turned his gaze back to you.

"You know, fear has many faces," he whispered. His hand, now inches from your skin, tilted the candle slightly. A bead of hot wax dripped, falling closer... closer...

"Please..." You whispered staring at the falling bead of wax rolling down the candle.

The first drop landed just above your stomach, the sting sharp but fleeting. You flinched, a hiss escaping your lips. Jonathan smirked, leaning forward. "Fear, pain... they blend together. And soon, you'll understand just how much I can make you feel."

The next drop fell, then another, each landing with precision, calculated to push you further without overwhelming you. Every slight movement you made only caused the shackles to tighten, reminding you of your helplessness.

"You will cooperate," he whispered darkly, "whether you like it or not."

The steady drip of hot wax continued, each drop sending a fresh wave of stinging heat across your skin. You couldn’t help it—you began to squirm, the restraints digging deeper into your wrists as you tried to twist away. Your heart raced, fear coursing through every vein.

“P-please,” you gasped, your voice shaking as you felt the heat of the wax inching closer to your chest. “Stop, I—I can’t take it.”

Jonathan’s eyes flickered with amusement, his lips curling into a smile that sent chills down your spine. He tilted the candle just enough to let a few more drops fall, ignoring your pleas. "Begging already?" he teased, the sound of his laughter dark and unsettling.

You squirmed harder, desperate to escape the pain, but there was nowhere to go. The shackles held you in place, trapping you in his game. "Jonathan, please!" you cried out, your voice breaking. "Stop, I’ll do whatever you want, just—please!"

He stood up then, towering over you, his eyes cold and devoid of mercy. "Do you really think begging will change anything?" he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. He leaned down, his breath warm against your ear as he whispered, “This is only the beginning.”

He chuckled, low and menacing, as he straightened, letting another drop fall from the candle with eerie precision. “I want you to remember this moment. Every time you think of resisting me... every time you think you have any control.”

You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as the heat burned into your skin again. His laugh echoed in your ears, cruel and unrelenting, as if your suffering was nothing more than a twisted form of entertainment for him.

"You’ll break," he said, his voice eerily calm. "And when you do... you’ll beg me to continue."

Your body trembled under the growing layer of hardened wax, the pain numbing into a dull throb as you finally broke down, tears slipping down your cheeks. Sobs wracked your chest, your will shattered as you lay helpless beneath him, the hot wax pooling in small rivers over your skin, solidifying into painful reminders of his control.

Jonathan finally paused, watching the tears fall with a look of satisfaction in his cold eyes. He placed the candle back on the table, its flame still flickering faintly. His gaze drifted down your body, where the wax now covered your skin in thick patches. He licked his lips, the silence between you heavy with unspoken tension.

Your eyes flickered downwards, catching the unmistakable bulge in his pants. The air shifted, heavier now, as he undid his belt with a slow, deliberate movement, the metal buckle clinking softly in the oppressive quiet.

His voice was low and dangerous as he looked down at you. "You've been such a defiant girl, Y/N," he said, his tone almost casual. "Now… you’re going to make it up to me."

He tugged down his pants, his eyes never leaving yours as he stood there, commanding and unyielding. "I think you know what comes next," he murmured, stepping closer, your eyes never leaving his as you tried to keep it there. "And listen very carefully—if I feel your teeth, you'll wish I had only used wax." you gritted your teeth as he aligns his length to your lips, making you look at his pink veiny cock.

He leaned in, grabbing a fistful of your hair to force you to meet his gaze. His grip was firm, but the smirk on his face was even crueler. "Now," he ordered, his voice deepening with lust. "Take me. And don't make me regret giving you this chance."

As you slowly opened your mouth to accommodate his grit. He slowly moved in your mouth. Soliciting a quiet moan out his lips as he slowly thrusts in and out your mouth, hands still tangled on your hair. "Good... Good girl," he hissed as his head bobs back from pleasure.

Tears ran down your cheeks as your throat chokes on the tip of his cock. Shackles still on your wrist as he slowly picks up his phase, making you squirm again, moaning at how his restless speed in your mouth made you feel soaking wet down below, bucking your knees together to create friction.

His speed was ethereal now, you hesitated, your throat tightening as you leaned forward, but Jonathan’s grip on your hair tightened, his warning clear in his eyes. You started, gagging slightly as he pushed you to take him deeper, but there was no room for hesitation. The pressure built, and just as you choked, he pulled back slightly, his hand flashing across your face with a sharp slap.

"Don’t stop now," he growled, dragging you back roughly. The force left no room for escape as he pushed you to take him fully, his breath quickening, his control slipping as you obeyed, doing your best to keep up. His pace quickened until the tension broke, and you felt him reach his climax.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Take it! Take it, love!" Jonathan groaned, his body shuddering with release as he rutted into your mouth, the taste of him thick on your tongue. He held you there for a moment longer before finally pulling away, leaving you gasping for air, your throat raw and your body trembling.

Silence filled the room, broken only by the sound of your heavy breathing. Slowly, Jonathan's hands moved to the cuffs, undoing them with a gentleness that sharply contrasted the earlier brutality. As the restraints fell away, your sore wrists ached from the pressure, but you barely registered the pain.

“Shhh, it’s alright now,” he murmured softly, easing your arms down to your sides as you panted weakly, exhaustion washing over you. He wiped the sweat and wax from your skin with a damp cloth, moving with surprising care as he cleaned away the hardened remnants from your body. His touch was tender, almost reverent, as he wiped the corners of your mouth, his fingers brushing lightly against your lips.

“You did so well,” he whispered, his voice now gentle, devoid of the harsh edge it had held moments before. “You’re perfect.” His words were soft, almost affectionate, as he covered you with a warm blanket, tucking it around your body as if wrapping you in a cocoon of safety. "My fucking perfect angel." as he kissed your forehead.

As your eyes fluttered closed, too tired to fight sleep, Jonathan leaned down, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "Rest now. You're mine, and I’ll take care of you," he whispered, stroking your hair soothingly until you finally drifted off into unconsciousness.

-----(Months after abduction, Batman is dead)

You couldn’t help but laugh quietly to yourself as you gazed out the window, your reflection staring back at you. Months ago, you had cried endlessly, resisting every touch and command Jonathan gave. Now, those tears seemed so distant, almost laughable. The ‘punishments’ he promised had turned into something you craved—each session pushing you to new heights of pleasure. And afterward, the aftercare was so tender, so sweet, you had never felt so wanted. So cared for.

He had taken over everything: your safety, your business, and even your education. Your café ran smoothly under his careful management, leaving you to focus on finances from the comfort of his condo. The outside world? It felt foreign now, just a backdrop beyond the glass. Here, with him, was all you needed.

The door clicked open, and you immediately recognized the soft footsteps crossing the threshold. You didn’t turn around, but you could feel his presence before he even touched you. Jonathan was back.

A pair of arms wrapped around you from behind, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling you against him. “How was your day?” he murmured into your ear, his breath warm against your skin. You leaned back into his chest, feeling the weight of the day fade away as you melted into his embrace.

“Hard,” you groaned, thinking about the lessons. The professors he hired for you weren’t easy, and today had been especially draining. “College was hard... why do they make it so difficult?” (The professors came to the apartment, Jonathan doesn't want his princess to walk or drain herself to go out).

Jonathan chuckled softly, his hands trailing up and down your waist and hips in slow, soothing movements. "Difficult?" he whispered, pulling your head back gently so that your lips were inches from his. "I’ll have to deal with that professor, then... make sure they know better than to push you too hard."

Before you could respond, he captured your lips in a kiss, his grip firm as he held you in place. The tension melted from your body as you sank into him, the world outside completely forgotten. The kiss was slow but possessive, his lips claiming yours with an undeniable hunger that left you breathless.

When he finally pulled away, his lips brushing against your ear, his voice was a low, commanding murmur. “Let’s go upstairs.”

You nodded, your body already responding to his words, anticipation building as he guided you up the stairs to the room, knowing exactly what was coming next.

As you reached the top of the stairs, Jonathan didn’t lead you toward his room. Instead, he pulled you toward yours. The familiar space, the one place that was entirely yours within his domain, now felt smaller with him so close. The moment you entered, he pressed you firmly against the wall, his body pinning yours in a way that made your breath hitch.

His lips captured yours again, more intense this time, his hand snaking around your waist as he deepened the kiss. You could feel the controlled desire in the way he held you, as though he was fighting to maintain his composure. When he finally broke the kiss, his eyes darkened as they roamed over you, a quiet hunger simmering beneath the surface.

With deliberate slowness, Jonathan reached for the silky coat draped over your body, sliding it off your shoulders with one fluid motion. The fabric fell to the floor, pooling around your feet, leaving you standing there in the black lingerie you knew he adored. His breath hitched, his eyes widening ever so slightly as he took in the sight before him.

The lingerie clung to your curves, the sheer black fabric leaving little to the imagination. Intricate lace patterns adorned the cups, framing your chest in a way that was both delicate and provocative. Thin straps crisscrossed over your torso, highlighting your waist, while the sheer fabric cascaded down, barely covering the tops of your thighs. The black lace was cut in such a way that it hinted at more, teasing him, daring him to explore further.

Jonathan’s breathing became shallow, his eyes locked onto you as if he were seeing you for the first time all over again. "You really do know how to get under my skin," he murmured, his voice hoarse as he stepped closer, his hands tracing the outline of the lace. “You wore this... just for me?”

You nodded slightly, your skin tingling under his touch. His fingers trailed along the delicate fabric, his restraint faltering as he admired every inch of you. "Good girl," he whispered, the praise low and possessive, sending a shiver down your spine.

Without breaking eye contact, Jonathan leaned in again, his lips crashing against yours with a hunger that made your heart race. This kiss was different—fiercer, more demanding—as he poured all his desire into it. You melted against him, feeling the weight of his body against yours.

In one swift motion, he removed his vest and necktie, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. The smooth fabric of his shirt clung to his form as he slipped it off, revealing the taut lines of his chest and arms. Your breath caught at the sight, his body a perfect blend of strength and control.

Before you could fully process what was happening, he took your wrists, binding them together behind your back with his necktie. The gesture was possessive, a reminder that you were his, and the thrill of being restrained sent a rush of excitement through you.

With a gentle push, Jonathan guided you back toward the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. The moment your back hit the mattress, he hovered above you, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He leaned down, pressing soft kisses along your abdomen, trailing up to your neck, where he nibbled lightly, teasingly, as if savoring every moment.

“You have no idea how perfect you are,” he whispered against your skin, each word laced with fervent desire. He continued kissing his way back to your lips, his voice low and filled with promise. “I could breed you right now, make you mine in every way.”

His lips found yours again, deeper and more passionate, as he whispered more pleasurable words that made your skin tingle and your body ache for him. “You were made for this,” he murmured between kisses, his hands exploring the curve of your waist, igniting a fire within you that was impossible to ignore.

As Jonathan continued to kiss you, his hands roaming your body, you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you. Your knees began to buckle, the sensations overwhelming as you squirmed beneath him, searching for more friction, more connection. Each subtle movement sent sparks coursing through your veins, and you could feel the heat pooling low in your stomach.

Jonathan noticed immediately, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. He pulled back slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement and desire. "What do you want, love?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, relishing the power he held over you.

You bit your lip, your breath coming in quick gasps as you looked up at him, eyes filled with need. “Please,” you begged, your voice trembling with urgency. “I want you... I need you to take me.”

His smirk widened, satisfaction radiating from him at your plea. “Is that what you really want?” he taunted, leaning in closer, his breath ghosting over your skin. “To feel me inside you?”

“Yes! Please, Jonathan,” you begged, the desperation in your voice making it clear just how much you craved him. You felt vulnerable, yet utterly alive, and the anticipation sent a shiver down your spine.

“Good girl,” he murmured, leaning down to capture your lips again, the kiss a mixture of passion and possession. “I’ll give you exactly what you want.”

With a low, sultry laugh, Jonathan’s hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it with deliberate slowness. You watched, breathless, as he pulled his belt free, the leather falling to the floor with a soft thud. Next, he unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down his hips until they pooled at his ankles, leaving him clad only in his boxers.

He stepped closer, the heat radiating off him as he locked his eyes onto yours. The intensity of his gaze sent a thrill through you, the air thick with anticipation. “Now, tell me again,” he said, his voice a deep growl, “What do you want?”

Your heart raced, the need for him consuming your thoughts. “I want you, Jonathan,” you replied, your voice a soft plea. “I need you to take me, to claim me as yours.”

"Fuck," he says with a low growl, Jonathan removed his boxers, exposing himself fully as he stepped closer. You could feel the heat radiating off his body, the intensity of his gaze sending a thrill through you. As he aligned himself with your entrance, he leaned down, his breath hot against your ear. “You were just made for this, weren’t you, love?”

Without warning, he pushed into you hard, filling you completely. A gasp escaped your lips, a mix of surprise and overwhelming pleasure as he bottomed out. You felt him stretching you, the sensation igniting a fire within you.

“Jonathan,” you moaned, your body arching to meet him as he began to move, he placed his arms behind your back as he thrusts deliberately and powerful. The world around you faded away, leaving only the rhythm of his body against yours and the electric connection between you.

His thrusts became faster, harder, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel your climax building, as his thumb drew circles on you clit, the tension coiling tighter with each movement. “That’s it, princess,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “You feel so good around me.”

As you neared the edge, he leaned down, kissing you deeply, swallowing your moans as you spiraled into your first climax. Your body quaked, waves of ecstasy washing over you as he continued to thrust, riding the waves of your pleasure.

“Look at you,” he growled, watching your face with a predatory gaze. “So beautiful when you come apart for me. I want to see you do it again.”

The words sent another shock of pleasure through you, and you felt yourself approaching another orgasm. Jonathan picked up his pace, his hips driving into you relentlessly, urging you closer and closer. “Come for me again,” he commanded, his voice a low growl. “I want to feel you clench around me.”

With a final thrust, you tumbled over the edge again, your body quaking as your second climax took you by storm. You cried out, a mixture of pleasure and desperation, and Jonathan’s grip on your hips tightened as he surged deeper.

“Fuck, take it!” he groaned, his own climax building as he thrust into you one last time. “Take my fucking seed, princess. Be filled with my seed and carry my child, angel.”

As he released himself deep inside you, you felt the warmth spreading, a final wave of bliss washing over you. Screaming as the world blurred at the edges, leaving only the two of you in that perfect moment of connection, pleasure, and possessiveness.

As the tension in the room began to dissipate, Jonathan huffed and puffed, catching his breath. He looked down at you, a soft smile spreading across his lips. “You’re absolutely perfect,” he said, his voice low and warm. “The way that lingerie hugs your body, it was made for me. Your breasts bounce just right for me to enjoy.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing against your skin as he pressed gentle kisses to your breasts, savoring the way they felt beneath his mouth. Each kiss sent a thrill through you, and your breath hitched, the sensation making your heart race. You loved being worshipped like this, the feeling of his admiration washing over you, igniting a fire of desire deep within.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with reverence. He pulled back slightly to admire the way the lingerie framed your figure before carefully removing himself from you. You felt a rush of emptiness at his absence, but he quickly set to work, cleaning you off with gentle hands, his touch almost reverent.

After making sure you were taken care of, he leaned down again to press a soft kiss to your lips, lingering just a moment longer. “Such a good girl,” he whispered against your mouth, his tone affectionate and possessive. He reached behind you, deftly untying the necktie that had bound your wrists, and you felt a sense of relief wash over you.

With a smile, you wrapped your arms around him tightly, relishing the warmth of his body against yours. “How was your day?” you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

“It was long,” he replied, nuzzling against your hair. “But coming home to you makes it all worthwhile.”

You both lay back against the bed, the night wrapping around you like a comforting blanket. As you nestled into his side, the warmth and safety enveloping you made you forget all about the world outside—and the circumstances that had brought you together.

In that moment, it felt like everything was perfect, just as it should be, and you let the worries of the past fade away into the night, content to simply be with him.

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🐧Damn... Rollercoaster it was to write this XD I hope it gave off Stockholm syndrome aha :"D Anyways I loved Jonathan Crane on this fic :"3 his the possesive I need >:D but at the same time its kinda... lovely how he abducted us like we were a stray cat and never letting us go out but also respecting our privacy by having his own room too. Yeah he has his own room but he comes to yours becuase he likes sleeping with you better. Anyways hope you enjoyed it hehe ^^🐧

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philistiniphagottini · 2 months ago

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Heard you were in a WuWa mood 👀 what about a one shot for Jiyan or Geshu, the scenario being that they are so stressed and tired that they're taking it out on the soldiers. Chubby/curvy reader decides that she will have no more of that, then she rides them to blow off some steam (totally not me projecting bc of how stressed I am with college) Obv creampie is a must, u know me bestie.

(Havent been able to chat tnx to college and workload 😔)

Hi Bestie!!! I hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself and not letting yourself get too stressed. I always enjoy seeing you and knowing that you are well. Thank you for indulging in my brain rot as always! And I know what you mean, I need to blow off steam as well. So I chose Geshu Lin as the victim. Thanks for letting me borrow your man so I could write this depraved sin. Hope you enjoy <3

cw. smut, penetrative sex, cowgirl, choking, creampie, female reader, chubby reader, minors DO NOT interact

“Fuck, you are so tight.”

A sharp hiss whistled through Geshu Lin’s clenched teeth as your slick pussy fluttered around him, getting tighter as his filthy words rang in your ears. A salacious moan bubbled up your throat as a pleasant tingle raced along your back, pooling in the pit of your stomach as you continued to leisurely bounce in the general’s lap. The wet seam of your cunt drooled around him, greedily trying to swallow more of his dizzyingly thick girth as beads of your arousal dripped down the sides of his swollen length in thick rivulets. You sucked down a deep breath, throat bobbing and tongue feeling like lead in your mouth as you peeled it off the roof of your mouth long enough to force out a response.

“Shut up General” you bit back.

Your voice hardly held any weight with how breathless it was. A coy smile tilted his lips, strong hands curling around your plump hips as he pulled you along to the cant of his hips. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin made your ears burn red hot, the sinful noises permeating the stuffy air of your bedroom as your voice echoed off the walls. Your thick thighs clamped tighter around Geshu Lin’s waist as he bucked up into you, your creamy folds splitting apart around him as the soft petals opened up like a delicate flower in bloom. He watched the sway of your sumptuous body with a lidded gaze, the hypnotic sway of your fat tits captivating as his teeth itched to bite down on the pillowy, flushed tips of your pert nipples. You raked your nails along his chest, feeling him moving intimately beneath your skin as his cock carved a deeper path inside of you, until you could feel a soft bump forming in your round belly. A warm chuckle breezed past his lips as your body trembled along with the violent shake of the bed frame.

“And I thought I was the one that needed to blow off steam” he commented.

His words dug under your skin and it made your blood simmer hotly in your veins. The hot knot in your stomach twisted tighter as his large, calloused hands slipped around to your backside, grabbing at the scruff of your arse as generous amounts of skin spilled between the splayed digits of his fingers. Your long lashes fluttered over your warm cheeks, bare skin prickling with beads of sweat as your pulse wavered in your ears. Your head felt dizzy as stars wavered in your vision, every white hot nerve in your body tingling like a live wire as your body was pushed higher and higher with ecstasy. Geshu Lin’s words rang in your ears like a chime from a shimmering bell. Fuck, you really didn’t realise how much you needed this too. You had originally dragged the General away because of his snappy behaviour recently, his mounting stress so high he was starting to bare his teeth at his own soldiers. You thought you were doing him a favour to help him blow off some steam but actually…it was helping you both to blow off steam.

You choked on a hiccup of pleasure as you felt the fat, weeping head of Geshu Lin’s cock resting against your cervix, the slit drooling with sticky threads that webbed between your plush walls as he throbbed with an eagerness to fill your plump body until you were completely stuffed. Your nails dug crescent shaped marks into his searing flesh as you swallowed the budding saliva on your tongue, drool clinging to the corners of your kiss swollen lips at the mouth watering sight of your general sprawled beneath you. Geshu Lin couldn’t tear his eyes off the place where your bodies were joined in ferevent rapture, the muscles in his arms flexing as he bounced you harder on his dick, rutting up into you like a wild, untamed beast as he revelled in the confusion of your bodies pressed and tangled in bliss. His eyes sparkled with mirth as you felt your silky walls start to clench, your face flushed with unadulterated bliss as you danced on that familiar, crumbling precipice. You bumped your hips against him, toes curling into the soles of your feet as you were taken for the ride of your life. It felt like your bones were going to turn to dust from the sparking flares of friction created between you, the aching nub of your clit swollen and throbbing with want as you tasted the desire lingering in the back of your throat. The warm hug of your pussy clenched around him and Gehsu Lin had to fight to keep his eyes uncrossed.

“Fuck” he groaned, a growl rumbling deep in his chest. “Move just like that pretty girl.”

Your fingers crept along his chest, the tips tingling with numbness as you rested your hands along the hollow of his throat. He shuddered beneath you as he buried his boiling cock in your depths, his tacet mark glowing faintly when you cupped your hands around his neck. His eyes flickered up to your face, seeing the silent question lingering on the tip of your tongue as you gave his throat an experimental squeeze. He gave you a firm nod before his head tipped back, exposing more of his throat to your hungry gaze. He gave your plush rump a firm squeeze coaxing you further forward until you firmly wrapped your hands around his neck and squeezed. A strangled noise stirred in Geshu Lin’s throat as your fingers tightened around his throat and wrung the air from his lungs. He could feel your nails biting into his flesh, scratching welts into his boiling flesh as his heart filled his ears. His pulse throbbed under the curve of your hand, stinging against your palms as a blood vessel in his head threatened to burst. The unrelenting pace of his hips did not waver, your soused walls clenching tighter as a constellation of tears clung to your heavy lashes. He could feel the tip of his cock rubbing against the soft, gummy patch deep inside of you that had you soaking the sweat soaked sheets beneath your bodies with a rush of slick from your core. A giddy smile pulled at his lips as you took his breath from him, his eyes sluggishly rolling to the back of his head as black dots painted his vision and he struggled to stay conscious. Just when he was on the verge of passing out, you let go of the harsh grip on his throat and his encroaching orgasm finally caught up to him.

He grunted and panted like a starving animal, holding your plump body in a bruising grip as he rutted up into your fat cunt until his hot, viscous seed coated your walls. His cock kicked with every heavy spurt as you were filled, the heat occupying your hazy mind as the boiling coil inside of you suddenly snapped from the pressure. Gehsu Lin swore something foul under his breath as your pussy squeezed him impossibly tight, strangling him in the exact same rapturous way you did a moment prior as thin threads of translucent fluid splattered across his abdomen and dripped down his thighs. You screamed until your voice stung in your throat, your soft stomach swelling as thick pearls of his cum overflowed and dripped down the quaking insides of your plush thighs. Your entire body trembled as Geshu Lin lazily bumped his hips into you, pubic bone clapping against the flushed nub of your clit as he smothered the head of his cock into the opening of your womb once more. You mewled as he filled you with another thick, creamy load, emptying your head of every single coherent thought as the dregs of your pleasure still flowed through your veins.

Heavy pants filled the silence, your body burning with a pleasant ache as your heart felt like it was ready to jump out of your throat. Geshu Lin’s hands were a soothing balm against your scorching flesh as he rubbed soothing circles into your curves, squeezing your love handles affectionately as your eyes struggled to stay open. You squirmed in his lap as his fingers dipped between your legs, scooping up thick beads of his cum as his tongue clicked behind his teeth.

“This shouldn’t go to waste” he tutted.

You whined as he shoved his thick fingers into your messy cunt, pushing his thick seed back into your already stuffed pussy. You scratched your nails along his collarbone, body dancing on the fine line of too much as you struggled to figure out if you wanted his stifling heat closer or to shy away from it.

“Geshu” you rasped.

“You didn’t think one round would be enough to satisfy me, did you?” Geshu Lin mused, the edges of his voice cracking.

No, you didn’t. But you had been well prepared for it.

#my writing #request #wuwa #wuthering waves #wuwa x reader #wuthering waves x reader #wuwa smut #wuthering waves smut #geshu lin #wuthering waves geshu lin #geshu lin x reader #x reader #fem!reader #x chubby reader #smut #nsft

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heluvschibi · 4 months ago

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˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Welcome ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅₎ა

‘I don’t mind living in a man’s world as long as I can be a woman in it.’ – Marilyn Monroe

. ₊ ⊹ . ₊˖ . ₊I'm Chibi!. ₊ ⊹ . ₊˖ . ₊

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New to writing, I will write most things but i'm not the best at writing smut. I do write using female pronouns but you can always ask for other pronouns.

Tags to follow if you don't wanna follow me??

#chibi posted!! #chibi speaks💌 #🗣️💌

masterlist

release dates

request closed

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Story hits 1k— Story Q&A, special chapter

Angst week— 1/8

Fluff week—1/8

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Follower goal: 134/200

Everything I write is PURE fiction, they come up from my mind after not sleeping ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

I am subjected to my own opinion, and so are you! it's called a opinion for a reason...not a fact, so if there is anything I write that would make you mad for some reason... honestly you can go cry in a pillow (sorry not sorry)

Request/questions/suggestions are open!

Black kpop fan (the struggle (╥﹏╥) )

groups and soloist I currently stan or use to stan (In order from first to last)

BTS -Suga

EXO

TWICE

TXT -Soobin

Stray kids -Bangchan

(G)I-dle -Soyeon

Wave to earth -Kim Daniel

TNX- Hwi

LeeHi

Ateez -Mingi

TWS -Shinyu, Dohoon

group(s) I write for

Stray kids

Blogs I recommend (I'll add more later/sorry for the mention)

@linoarchive

@hanjisick

@doitforbangchan

@hyewka

@qwqqmfh

@cbini

@lino-jagiyaa

@linos-luna

@adestayskz

@moonjxsung

@hanjsquokka

@daengtokki

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Cute Kaomojis

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WordCounter

Oxford English Dictionary

Mayo Clinic

Random Genre Generator

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Song/album/playlist/artist recommendations (I'll add more later)

Stray kids -ATE

Wave to earth

TWS -2nd mini album 'SUMMER BEAT!'

BTS -HipHop Phile

TWS -unplugged boy

Laufey -Bored

Laufey -Letter To My 13 Year Old Self

IU -Love Wins All

IU -Good Day

TNX -WAY UP

Laufey -Bewitched album

Destiny's Child -Say My Name

CHROMAKOPIA -Tyler, The Creator

ATARASHII GAKKO!

Meagan Act: II -Meagan Thee Stallion

#chibi posted!!#chibi speaks💌#kpop #get to know me

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screampied · 2 months ago

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sup vegas. this is the bf of reading sesh anon. she told me we're referred to as "anonymous followers with nicknames" but anons for short🤷‍♂️

she's tuckered out rn but im gonna surprise her later on by reading to her the newest thing u posted for a change,😎 i also wanted to personally, even if u dont know us like that lol, thank u for being one of my girl's happiness. she's been a reader since before we got together and she was actually the one that introduced me to smut, to your smut, to hoshi's smut. which i gotta say i haven't rlly thought abt half of what my girl and i have read.

she also told me that u didn't mind us sharing some freakiness but this is as far as I'll go since i rlly wanted to send something written or well, typed by me

tnx for being a great wingwoman 🫡🫡

sleepy bf :p of reading sesh "anon"

hiiii loviepie lmao this entire interaction is so cute 😭😭 i adore u both sm

awwww hope you enjoy <3 i appreciate it a lot :’) and of course !!!! 💓 really ?? i’m so flattered slskfkg i’m so grateful she’s been reading my stuff for that long ahhh. that’s rly sweet of her tho and ‘m glad you guys enjoy reading smut together !!!!

and heh nooo, this is a safe space for all things freaky i don’t mind wtv anons send me. no judging here 🧘‍♀️. but it’s nice meeting you and no problem, kisses xxxx

#✰ミ݁ ׅ ࣪ 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆.#sleepy feral bf anon #🧁

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myminseo · 8 months ago

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hello hello, it is i! ana!

i’m considering this my sfw blog & place to write everything that isn’t considered smut :) so i can feel comfortable writing ab anyone here~

you can find my separate blog at @kyungjuner

my writing list is as follows: i write for fantasy boys, lun8, evnne, boynextdoor, zb1, xikers, &team, tnx, justb, pow, 82major, and other nugu bgs i stan (shoot me an ask w anyone, the worst that’ll happen is i am not familiar w them / don’t stan )! i’m cool with writing angst, fluff, funny stuff, anything really!

i can write full fics, headcanons, blurbs (what i will mainly try to focus on), and text / smau !

hopefully i can gain as much traction here as my other blog <3 all is welcome!

requests : thoughts open rn, no full fic requests ><

#myminseo talks #zb1 imagines #fantasy boys imagines #evnne imagines #boynextdoor imagines #lun8 imagines #xikers imagines #&team imagines #tnx imagines #just b imagines #pow imagines #82major imagines

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plan9-bb · 4 months ago

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16 & 48 feel like the same question, but aren't really and I think that's interesting.

7. Who do you fantasize about when you’re alone?

16. If you had a sexual “to-do” list, what would be on top of the list?

27. Something that never fails to make you horny:

41. Do you like giving head? Why/why not?

48. Biggest sexual fantasy?

Tnx for always including full q-ns!

7. I've said it lots of times, but men from fiction. I don't have any irl crushes atm

16. Maybe sitting or standing positions or while reading/watching stg/working

27. I love this question! Going on Tumblr, reading smut (🤪) and fantasizing

41. Yes, because it gives pleasure to my partner and turns me on

48. Maybe to do it with a cosplayer? I don't really know rn haha

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kpopcookie0813 · 1 year ago

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SMUTS

This section will be where I put all the spicy stories.

NCT

WAYV

THE BOYZ

GOT7

BTS

SEVENTEEN

TXT

ENHYPHEN

SB19

BOYSTORY

ATEEZ

TREASURE

EXO

MONSTAX

PENTAGON

STRAYKIDS

EPEX

P1HARMONY

SHINEE

ACE

AB6IX

ASTRO

BAE173

VICTON

VAV

MCND

TNX

XDINARY HEROES

IKON

RIIZE

XIKERS

SF9

ONEUS

DKB

8TURN

WEI

E'LAST

UP10TION

ZB1

BOYSTORY

CRAVITY

TEMPEST

&TEAM

BE:FIRST

VERIVERY

ACTORS

SOLOISTS

#AMBW

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4wkjun · 10 months ago

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can i req?

Hwi x Reader

(Smut)

just my type | eh

pairing: eun hwi × fem!reader

genre: smut, fwb.

warnings: smoking, oral sex inside of a public bathroom, unprotected sex (cap before you tap), creampie, hwi’s a simp and he doesn’t care, one-sided love, nipple play, marking, a little angst if you squint. minors dni.

author’s note: inspired by the vamps’ just my type (night and day, 2018). hwi is an adult! i would never write anything like that if he was a minor. also, just a TMI: I’m such a simp for his long hair.

word count: 4k.

𝐌-𝐦-𝐦-𝐦-𝐦-𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡��𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞 �� 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝

“Can I buy you a drink?”, Hwi asked, approaching you by the counter. You chuffed, tilting your head.

“Do I know you?”

“Well, we just met, right? I’m Eun Hwi”, the tall boy smiled, stretching his hand out for you to shake it.

“Hi, Eun Hwi. I’m y/n”, you smiled. “But I don’t drink, so I guess I’m gonna have to pass.”

Hwi smiled, shaking his head.

“Can I make you some company, then?”

“I’m waiting for a date, so...” you shrugged, giving him an upside-down smile.

“What kind of man sets a date with such a pretty girl like you in a crowded-ass club?”, Hwi laughed. “You deserve a fancy restaurant and shit.”

You couldn’t help but laugh out loud, nodding.

“Hold that thought, I might be stood up until the end of the night.”

“If that happens, I’ll be waiting back there”, he responded, pointing to the back of the club. You nodded, taking a sip of your lemonade. Hwi walked away, winking at you before turning completely around.

𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝

You walked shamelessly towards Hwi and his group of friends, sitting across the club. It’s been over an hour of you sitting and waiting for your date; he’s not gonna come.

“Hey”, you sighed. Hwi’s eyes lifted from his friends and he smiled.

“Don’t tell me he didn’t show up.”

You laughed, nodding. Hwi wasted no time, getting up from his seat and walking you towards the open area of the club. You felt relieved when he closed the door behind the two of you, the loud music now being just a muffle.

“So, why did you decide to talk to me again?”, he asked.

“You told me to”, you responded, tilting your head.

Hwi giggled, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. He tilted the box towards you and you timidly took a cigarette out of the half-empty pack.

“I didn’t think you’d come”, he said with a messy diction, holding the cigarette between his lips while looking for his lighter. You suddenly felt stupid.

“Maybe I should go home, then...”, you said, slowly backing up from Hwi. He was fast, softly holding your wrist before you could leave. His other hand took the cigarette out of his mouth, holding it along with the – now found – lighter.

“Don’t go. I meant I didn’t think you’d fall for my shit”, he laughed. “You and I both know you’re outta my league.”

You laughed, actually a little relieved by his words.

“I would say you’re out of my league”, you responded, watching him put the cigarette back between his pretty lips and light it. He shook his head, looking at you.

8Hwi didn’t say anything for a while, taking the cigarette out of your hand and placing it between your lips. You looked confused and he showed the lighter between his slim fingers.

“That cigarette needs a light”, he winked. You watched timidly as he carefully lighted it for you.

The smoke filled your lungs and you automatically felt relaxed. At the same time you hated being part of that ridiculous statistic – around 40% of the adults seem to smoke every day –, the erratic life you took seemed to calm down when the nicotine rushed through you. Maybe you could try to quit. The two of you didn’t say anything for a while. “How old are you, y/n?”

“19”, you sighed. “You?”

“Same”, he shrugged. “Why don’t you drink?”

“I don’t know”, you responded, looking at him. His eyes were focused on yours, paying attention to your every word. “I just don’t like the taste of the alcohol, you know? I’d rather drink juices or something like that.”

Hwi giggled, shaking his head.

“What?”

“I can’t tell you what I just thought”, he responded between puffs.

“Why not?”

“I’d make you uncomfortable.”

“Try me”, you shrugged.

Hwi sighed before looking at you, puffing his cigarette. He let the smoke out in a way that you could easily call sexy before saying:

“I’d like to taste your juices.”

You coughed, caught off guard. Hwi laughed and gave your neck a gentle rub until your breath became regular again.

“I’m sorry!”

“Don’t be”, you giggled, feeling your cheeks bright red. “I bet it works quite often for you?”

Hwi shook his head, smirking.

“I don’t approach pretty women like you, usually. Mostly ‘cause I know I’ll end up saying stupid shit like that.”

You laughed, looking up for a bit. The sky was completely dark, with only a few stars appearing that night.

“I think it’s charming”, you said in a low volume. Hwi seemed surprised, looking at you – even though you weren’t looking at him.

“What? My awkwardness?”

“You’re not awkward!”, you laughed, looking at him again. “You seem spontaneous. I like that.”

“Well, may I be your date tonight, then?”, Hwi asked, approaching your body with his. His hands timidly found their way to your waist, barely touching you.

“I guess I’d like that”, you responded, closing the gap between your mouths.

Hwi’s hands became firm around your waist as your tongues met in the backyard of that noisy club. One of your hands laid on his shoulder, while the other found the way to his long soft hair. Hwi grinned against your mouth when your fingers locked around his strains, making his hands tighter against your skin.

“Wanna go somewhere else?”, he whispered against your lips.

“Yeah”, you whispered back before kissing him again.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 '𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝

“Hwi? Where are you going?”, Minji asked, rolling across Hwi’s bed. He wandered around the room, gathering all of the clothes on the floor. He dressed his own underwear back, placing Minji’s clothes on the edge of his bed.

“I’m gonna take a shower. You’ll be gone by the time I come back, right?”

“Wrong!”, Minji groaned. “Come on, what’s this now? Is it because of that girl? What was her name again, y/n?”

Hwi rolled his eyes, walking towards the door.

“This is none of your business. Just get dressed and leave.”

“You know, throwing me away won’t make her like you. It’s been what? Six months? She’s using you, Hwi. If she liked you back, you wouldn’t be her sex toy.”

“Like I just said, this is none of your business. Get dressed and get the fuck out of here.”

“Why? Am I not good enough for you?”

Hwi sighed, leaning against the closed door. He wanted to yell, and scream out of his lungs that she was not good enough because she wasn’t you, but he couldn’t. He was not down for admitting he was in love with you.

“You’re great, it would be even better if you could just shut up and do what I say every once in a while.”

“You’re treating me like she treats you. Can’t you see I’m here and she’s not?”

“I literally can see that you’re here. I’m asking for you to leave and you are not leaving.”

Minji sighed, grumpy. She got off the bed with an angry expression and Hwi turned around to open the door.

“Close the door on your way out”, he told Minji before walking towards the bathroom.

His shower took a lot longer than necessary, ‘cause his mind wouldn’t stop thinking about you. Minji was right, Hwi was indeed a simp over you, but you only saw Hwi as friends with benefits. He was no dummy to say no to that. It would be better to have a little bit of you than none of you, right?

When he left the bathroom, Minji was gone. Unfortunately, she was also right. Hwi treated Minji the same way you treated Hwi.

“Why’s my life such a mess?”, Hwi moaned to himself, taking the dirty sheets off his bed.

He cleaned his bedroom until there was no trace of Minji there, not wanting to remember any of her words.

That night, Hwi dreamed of you.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝

Hwi wiped the sweat off his hands in his jeans, nervous about meeting you again. He used to see you at least three times a week and every time he’d be as nervous as a virgin boy about to have sex for the first time. Not even his cigarettes were able to calm him down now that he hadn’t seen your face in a month.

You smiled when you noticed Hwi entering the coffee shop, happy because he arrived to see you. You waved towards him, letting him know where you were.

“Hi”, he smiled while sitting down across from you.

“I can’t believe you came!”, you smiled. “Gosh, I missed you so much, Hwi. Why are you avoiding me lately?”

Hwi thought this conversation would be easy and light, but you just dove in head first.

“I’m not avoiding you”, Hwi responded. You rolled your eyes, suddenly grumpy.

“Oh, yeah? Then why haven’t I seen you in almost a month, Eun Hwi?”

“I’ve been busy.”

“With your whores?”

“With work, y/n. For fucks sake!”

You chuffed, not buying his excuses.

“You’re so mistaken if you think you can just walk out of my life, boy”, you warned. Hwi smiled, shaking his head. “Now, tell me. What’s going on with your life?”

Hwi sighed before starting to tell you the news of the month. If only he could leave you...

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞

“Why are you staring at her, dude?”, Junhyeok asked, tired of your crap. Hwi’s eyes wandered from your dancing figure to his buddy’s bored one. “Go talk to her already.”

“Why?”

“So you’ll stop making a fool of yourself?”, Junhyeok responded as it was obvious. “Just confess already.”

Hwi pouted, thinking about it. Chugging his last bear down, he got up from his seat. He walked confidently towards you, smiling at how happy you looked.

“Hey stranger”, Hwi greeted in your ear over the loud music while his hands found your hips. In no time, your back was pressed against his chest – and your ass against his crotch.

“Hi, pretty boy”, you giggled. You turned around to face him, replacing his hands on your hips when his arms dropped. “Didn’t expect to see you tonight.”

Hwi laughed, pulling your body closer to his. He hated dancing, feeling stiff next to you, but he always ended up on the dance floor when you ran into him. How could he say no to you?

“I came here hoping I’d see your pretty face”, Hwi said, his lips almost glued to your ear. He didn’t notice, but all of your hair got up just by feeling his breath next to your neck.

You smiled and leaned in to kiss his pretty lips, humming when his tongue met yours. Hwi felt like he could melt right away every time you kissed him – and you could melt by feeling his fingers digging into your flesh.

“Wanna go to a motel?”, you whispered after breaking the kiss. Hwi giggled, shaking his head.

“Why won’t you let me take you on a date instead?”, he asked for the nth time. You laughed, shaking your head.

Instead of answering, you kept swaying your body to the rhythm of the weird music boosting the speakers. Hwi groaned, frustrated. You never gave him an answer. One of Hwi’s hands grabbed your neck, while the other pressed your lower back, making you stop moving.

“Why the only words I hear from your mouth are your begs for me to fuck you? Won’t you let me treat you nice?”, he growled into your ear.

You contained a moan, holding Hwi’s arms for support when your legs felt like jelly.

“You deserve something more”, you said. Hwi’s grip got loose around your neck as he shook his head. His hand found a new comfortable space in your waist.

“It sucks that you think that way, ‘cause you’re just my type.”

'𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭

You loved every time Hwi closed a door between you two and the loud music of that shitty club the two of you attended almost every weekend. When the bathroom door locked behind your back, the only noises you could hear were the whimpers leaving your throat when Hwi kissed the right places.

“Aren’t afraid people gonna hear how needy you are, baby?”, Hwi mocked when you gasped at the feeling of his clothed thigh against your clit.

You were already miserable, panties down on the floor and your skirt up to your waist, leaving you exposed. Hwi wouldn’t let you touch him, pushing your hands away every time you tried to intertwine your fingers between his hair.

“Hwi”, you whined. “Let me touch you.”

“Will you let me take you out?”, he asked, rubbing his knee up and down your cunt. He didn’t care about the wet stain it would leave, he just wanted to see how you reacted to him. You shook your head from side to side, closing your eyes shut. “Hm, that’s too bad.”

Hwi held both of your wrists with one of his hands before kneeling down in front of you. When his lips found your clit, you let out a moan. He smiled against your core before kitty-lick your bud.

“God, Hwi!”, you whined, throwing your head against the door.

Your whimpers made Hwi hard as a rock, but he had no plans to fuck you raw that night. He’d make you beg for him.

“Ah, I... I need more”, you whined. “Please, Hwi!”

Hwi chuffed before licking your slit; he could feel your arousal dripping down his chin. You gasped when two of his digits entered your cunt, massaging your gummy walls.

His hands and mouth worked as a team while you tried to keep your moans to yourself. He knew you were about to cum when you held your breath and flexed your muscles beneath his touch. So he stopped.

Your eyes got wide open when you felt the knot in your stomach fading away, only to see Hwi pulling your underwear back to its place.

“What?”, you asked, panting. Hwi adjusted your skirt back to cover your ass and part of your thighs before kissing you one more time.

When he pulled back, he cleaned the rest of your arousal off his face with the back of his hand and smiled before saying:

“You’ll get to cum when I take you out.”

And with that, he carefully pulled you out of the way and left the bathroom. You locked the door and tried to masturbate to cum, but it didn’t feel the same. You gave up after a couple of minutes, completely frustrated.

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝

“I can’t believe you actually brought me to a fancy restaurant”, you giggled. Hwi smiled, looking at you with shining eyes. “I don’t deserve this.”

“You deserve a lot better, silly.”

You rolled your eyes before picking up the menu. The evening went great, honestly. You and Hwi tasted some rich food for once – and hated how tiny the plates were! –, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. After eating, Hwi took you for a walk down the river.

“It’s such a beautiful night”, you said softly. Hwi nodded, reaching for your hand. You pouted, trying to get away from his touch.

“Hwi...”

“I know you don’t love me or something. But I just spent a hundred bucks on beef, let me enjoy my delusional night”, he said. His tone sounded playful, but you knew he wasn’t joking.

You held his hand tight, caressing his soft skin with your thumb. You ended up sitting over a bench to talk comfortably since you went out wearing high heels.

“Why don’t you like me back?”, Hwi asked softly. He didn’t seem hurt, just curious. Your heart sank.

“I don’t deserve someone as good as you, Hwi”, you said. He looked at you dead serious, not buying that. “I mean it. You have such a good heart and I... I am a train wreck”, you chuffed. “I’m not mentally or physically ready for a serious relationship, I can’t pretend I am. It’ll only hurt you.”

“I’m ready to get hurt, as VIXX would say”, he shrugged, smiling. “Maybe you could... Give me a chance. Nothing serious, just... Leave your heart open and see if it wants me to get inside?”

You giggled, finding Hwi adorable.

“Yeah, I think I can do that.”

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝

It took several dates for Hwi to notice he was not succeeding in making you like him back. He knew he was doing everything he could, but you literally can’t make someone fall for you, right?

However, that didn’t make Hwi get away from you. He would still see you around three times a week, casually showing up at your job just to see how you’re doing. You’d party together and go home together almost every weekend. Hwi just couldn’t let you go.

That’s why he allowed himself inside your house when you asked if he wanted to come in after driving you home. He knew where this would lead. If he wouldn’t be the guy you are gonna spend your life with, he could at least enjoy the part of you he had.

You moaned against Hwi’s lips as soon as he pressed you against your bedroom door. His hands squeezed your ass through your jeans and you caressed his arms.

When Hwi whispered “jump” and you obeyed, he lifted your legs for you to wrap them around his waist, his hands firm on your ass. He enjoyed kissing and marking your jaw and neck, not even a bit worried about how you were gonna cover the marks to go to work the next morning.

You could feel your nipples perking through the fabric of your shirt, needy just by the feeling of his lips and tongue against your skin. You would either combust or melt beneath his lips. When Hwi walked towards your bed with you in his arms, you gasped, afraid you’d fall.

“Don’t worry, love. I’m never gonna hurt you”, Hwi chuckled.

He laid you on the bed, hovering your body with his. He used one of his forearms for support while his other hand slowly unbuttoned the shirt you chose that morning. Hwi hummed when he realized you had no bra underneath that thin fabric.

“You went to work like that? Were you that desperate, letting anyone see your tits?”, he whispered against your ear. You blushed, saying a shy “no”.

His fingertips brushed against your hard nipple right after he finished the last button. You bit your lip, anticipating the pleasure. Hwi found it adorable, rubbing his palm against your bud to see your reaction. Your breath got caught inside your throat and Hwi could feel his cock hardening by the moment inside of his jeans.

Without a word, Hwi lowered his head to lick your other nipple, not wanting to neglect any part of you. You whimpered as his tongue flicked against your sensitive nipple, grabbing his hair instinctively. He smiled before sucking it, stretching your skin with his lips. You ended up bucking your hips upwards, feeling the arousal soak your underwear.

“Your tits are so pretty, I’d use them as my lock screen if I could”, Hwi mumbled before sucking the bud again. His other hand never stopped stimulating your other nipple, pinching and caressing it the way he knew would drive you to the edge.

“Aw babe, I love seeing you like that”, he mocked, pouting. “Don’t I deserve a little fun, too?”

“Is it fun to tease me?”

“You have no idea”, Hwi smiled, pinching your nipple between his fingers again. You whimpered at the feeling, closing your eyes. “See, you never fail to give me a wonderful reaction.”

“Let me suck you, then”, you said, a little out of breath. Hwi chuckled. “What? I wanna see you react under me as well”, you said.

Hwi felt his cock twitch inside of his underwear but still denied it.

“We have no time to waste, baby. Keep it for the next time, hm?”, he said, leaning in to kiss you.

As Hwi’s tongue slid against yours, his hand unbuttoned your jeans and entered your panties with ease. He felt his cock twitch again when he felt how wet you were.

Without a word, Hwi pulled away and turned you on your belly. He tucked your pants down along with your underwear, exposing you at once.

“Hwi...”, you whined.

“Shh, don’t worry”, he responded. He tapped your hips, silently asking you to raise your ass, so you did.

You heard the sound of his belt reaching the floor and closed your eyes in anticipation. Hwi pumped himself a few times before slipping his tip among your folds, making you hum.

The tip of his fat cock slowly entered your cunt, the stretch burning and feeling good at the same time. You muffled a moan with your own pillow while Hwi was halfway in, clenching around him. He almost growled behind you.

“Is it too much for you to take?”, he asked, a bit of mocking behind his tone.

You used to beg him to fuck you without stretching you with his fingers, but it seemed funny how you barely took him and already melted.

“No”, you moaned.

You bucked your hips towards his direction slowly, taking him further inside of you. The both of you moaned, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Hwi slapped your ass cheek before bottoming out. His cock felt deliciously strangled by your walls, making Hwi take a few deep breaths before moving slowly.

He never fucked you like that before and you asked yourself why. His tip reached all of the right points, making you see stars. You were drooling, face pressed against your pillow with your eyes closed while Hwi held your hips high enough for his cock to fulfill your needs.

“You’re so tight around me”, he groaned before smacking your ass again. You whined and clenched around him once again.

Hwi felt way too good inside of you, even though his pace wasn’t as fast as you wanted.

“Look at you, already dumb beneath me”, he growled. You only whimpered, holding the sheets tight. “Can’t answer, love? Cat got your tongue?”

“Ah, ah, ah, ah! Hwi!”, you moaned. You couldn’t stop clenching around him, your orgasm approaching really quick.

Hwi leaned forward, his hand reaching for your clit. As he started to rub circles around your bud, you couldn’t think of anything anymore. He knew you were gonna cum soon, and so did he.

“That’s it, let it come”, he moaned.

Still rubbing your clit, Hwi came inside of you. His erratic thrusts didn’t stop along with the rubbing, both riding his high and wanting you to achieve yours.

When you came undone, Hwi allowed your hips to fall onto the bed, caressing your ass. It took you around 30 seconds to come back to your senses, only to find Hwi moving to lay next to you. He let you cuddle him, tired.

“You did so good for me”, you whispered.

“You’re always great for me”, Hwi whispered back.

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